Okay, fellas. Come and get me.
I keep smiling, shoulders doing a tiny shimmy. What the hell? There’s no way they aren’t waking up. I’m having a full-on Christmas rager in the living room. Plus, Jace is already awake.
God, the anticipation is killing me.
My head’s still swinging as Jace walks out of his bedroom.
Oh. My. God.
Those dimples walk right into the great room accompanied by absolutely nothing. He’s naked. With his dick already in his hand. And the lights glimmering off those damn nipple piercings.
I can’t decide which version of him is my favorite…sweet or saucy.
My skin prickles with goosebumps, watching him saunter toward me, hunger darkening his eyes.
“You took forever, Sammy. I was starting to think you fell asleep again.”
My hips keep swaying as I shrug with a grin before taking a sip of my champagne.
“Guess you’ll have to be less boring this time…then you won’t have to worry.”
He growls, narrowing his eyes, but a sound on the other side of me catches my attention, swinging my head in that direction.
Reed’s standing ten feet away, still in his birthday suit. I can’t help but think of his hairy legs as I press the rim of the crystal against my bottom lip.
“‘Bout time you woke up,” I say loud enough for him to hear. “This is what you meant when you propositioned me, right? You said you’d unwrap me.”
Reed’s smirking as his eyes drag down my body. So I do a little hip shake, dancing in place, crooking my finger for him to come closer.
Jace comes up behind me, making me jump as he palms my ass before leaning down to take a glass of champagne. My chin touches my shoulder, giving him my profile as he wraps his free arm around me, handing the glass of champagne to Reed. Who’s standing in front of me now.
“Nice touch.” He flicks the bow holding my outfit together before taking a sip of his drink, adding, “I want to open you first.”
I’m sandwiched as they stare down at me, with those eyes and their damn grins. And all the carefully honed sex appeal.
“You have to wait until everyone is here,” I answer with a husky voice. “Because this a group present. Now be a good boy and be patient.”
“No.”
Reed takes the remote from my hand, muting the music, before tossing it on the couch as both guys bellow “Cole” and “Alec” simultaneously. I laugh, shoving Reed’s chest, but instead of moving, he catches my hand, holding it to his pec muscle, staring down.
“You should let us get you started.” His head tilts before he leans down to my ear. “Remember how much you like gagging on my cock? You did so well letting me fuck your throat.”
I feel my hair swept over my shoulder by Jace as he whispers in my other ear, “Think about how it would feel, baby, swallowing his cum while I licked yours.”
Oh fuck. I’m soaking. Wet rushes between my legs, making me squeeze them together.
Reed ghosts his fingers down my arm, circling his fingers around my wrist before lifting it. I watch him bring my finger to his glass, dunking one inside.
“I wonder what you taste like…maybe like this champagne?”
Tiny bubbles stay scattered on my skin as he pulls it out and quickly wraps his lips around my finger, sucking as he pulls it out of his mouth. Jesus Christ. I shiver. He looks down at me and smirks.
“I bet there’s not a single fucking part of you that isn’t delicious.”
I can’t speak. I’m drunk on Reed as Jace’s fingers weave through the strands of my hair at the nape of my neck, making me lean into his touch.
“Trust me,” Jace hums against my jaw, kissing down my neck, turning me into mush. “You’d win big making that bet.”
A whimper escapes my lips as my eyes close. Jace’s lips feel like the kind of velvet I’ve wrapped myself in. God, these two are really fucking good at this whole seducing women thing.
Because I’m seduced. Done. Sooo ready.
I feel a nip on my earlobe, causing me to shiver again before Jace says, “Is this un-boring enough for you?”
Damn, that accent. It’s an aphrodisiac unto itself. I grin, about to up the ante with a smart-ass remark that’ll get me fucked when a familiar voice cuts in on the sexy moment.
“And here I thought Christmas was still four days away.”
I bite my bottom lip as Reed and Jace step away from me. My eyes lock on Alec’s.
He’s smiling, standing casually with his arms crossed, shoulder leaned against the wall.
I wonder how long he’s been there. Enjoying himself. Like the delicious perv he is.
The music starts to play again, but much lower, making me blink and pull myself from Alec’s stare. I’d forgotten it was muted.
“You’re overdressed,” I flirt as I hand my drink to Reed.
Alec’s wearing green plaid pajama pants, and they’re hanging low on his hips. Damn, he really is a fine specimen. A model for the male physique.
But now, all I can think about is that gorgeous cock and what it did over my pussy. Something inside me pulls to Alec. Something? Horniness. That’s what. I might as well be sponsored by lube and the morning-after pill with the kind of ambition I’m possessed with.
I look up at Reed as I press past him, leaving him and Jace to watch me walk away.
I close the distance between Alec and me as he pushes off the wall, meeting me in the middle. His head lowers as I stop in front of him.
“You looked like you were having fun. Maybe I should’ve stayed quiet and watched it unfold.” He licks his lips. “Because I’d very much like to watch you come again.”
I shake my head at Alec, reaching for the waistband of his pajama pants before looking up through my lashes at him.
No, I mouth.
He smirks.
“No, I can’t watch you come? Or no, you didn’t want me staying silent?”
My lips part, but I don’t answer. Because I don’t have to. Alec knows the answer.
“Look who likes being a little tease.” Alec bends down. “But I saw you. I know what you really want.”
I blink suddenly, save the smile that’s blooming.
“Saw me?”
He nods slowly.
“Chicago’s my hometown, gorgeous. And when you like the things I do, a place like Church is perfect for a sinner like me.”
Holy forking shit. I open my mouth, then close it again. No way. That’s how they knew I was fit for the task of our X-rated Christmas special. Oh my god. Alec saw me watch those people at the sex club. My words drift out of my lips.
“Wait a minute. So…you saw me…like while I watched them—”
He cuts in, saying, “Yes, Samantha. I saw you. Watching and wishing. Stepping back into the shadows. Putting your hand down those black pants you had on.” He taps the tip of his finger on the tip of my nose. “I watched you come at the same time she did.”
I grin, but I know I’m blushing. Head to damn toe. And it won’t be missed because I’m wearing Christmas bondage.
“You were phenomenal. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you,” he breathes out softly, and my entire body warms.
I can’t believe he saw me. But that means they know exactly what I want. So I slowly lick my lips before speaking.