Heat spreads through my cheeks. I don’t know why compliments from them are still doing this to me. “I need help getting out of my dress. The side zipper is tricky.”
“I’ll help you,” Ryan volunteers.
He claims my mouth while he does it, but unlike his other kisses, this one is slow and delicious, and it turns me into a puddle. The corseted top slackens, making me feel much better. I had somehow blocked that the dress, even though gorgeous, wasn’t comfortable. I lift my arms so he can pull the dress off me… and now I’m in my birthday suit in front of them. I should feel vulnerable—I’m naked in front of three men I just met—but I’ve never been more comfortable. I wonder if it’s the champagne that’s giving me confidence.
“You’re a vision, June,” Jake says in a voice that’s tight with need.
“You have to stop giving me praise. I might start to believe you.”
He furrows his brows. “It’s the truth, sweetheart. Don’t let any asshole tell you otherwise.”
And by asshole, I’m pretty sure he means Bill.
Immediately, I force him out of my mind. He doesn’t belong here, not even in my thoughts.
I get on my hands and knees alongside the length of the couch, positioning myself so I’m at the edge of it and giving Lachlan a view of the goods from the other end.
He caresses my butt cheeks with a feather light touch, then parts them. “Look at this pretty little cunt, all pink and juicy.” He teases my entrance, making lazy circles, then inserts two fingers, drawing a ragged moan from me. “You’re nice and ready for us, aren’t you, lass?”
“Yes.”
He inserts two more fingers and begins to fuck me in earnest. I’m already delirious with pleasure when I look at Ryan and Jake, who are jerking off as they watch us. I beckon them. “Come here, you two. I barely had a taste.”
They trade a glance, and judging by their arched eyebrows, they weren’t expecting my bossy side.
Lachlan chuckles. “You tell them, lass.”
Feeling sassy, I look over my shoulder. “I want your cock inside me now.”
He rewards me with a crooked smile and pulls his fingers from my pussy. “As you wish.”
It occurs to me I don’t have any condoms in my purse, and having unprotected sex tonight is a deal-breaker. Mercifully, I don’t have to say anything, because Lachlan produces a condom wrapper.
Ryan pinches my chin with his fingers and turns my face toward him and Jake. “Eyes on us, beautiful.”
My body is quaking in anticipation, but I refuse to show them I’m nervous. I focus on giving them the best blowjobs I can, but when Lachlan penetrates me, it’s a little hard to concentrate on my task. He’s stretching me in the best possible way, going slow until he’s completely sheathed inside me.
“You’re so tight, lass. Fuck.” He digs his fingers into my hips and pulls out almost all the way only to slam back in.
I let out a gasp, which is quickly silenced by Jake’s cock deep in my throat. Grabbing me by the hair, he starts to fuck my mouth at almost the same pace as Lachlan is pounding my pussy. Jake pulls back, and then I’m sucking Ryan. At this point, I’m glad they’ve taken over, because all I can think about is how quickly Lachlan is sending me toward the edge.
I begin to shake even more, and then the orgasm hits me and my internal walls squeeze Lachlan’s dick.
“Och, lass. You take me so well.”
His accent sounds thicker, or maybe I can’t understand English anymore, because I’m climaxing and my brain has stopped functioning properly. His thrusts become faster and harder, and he’s pounding into me so fast, I begin to slide forward on the couch. Then in the next second, he grunts, coming as well.
After one final, hard thrust, Lachlan stops moving and squeezes my hips before pulling out, leaving me obliterated. Maybe guessing I need a minute to recover, Ryan and Jake step away. I collapse on the couch, completely boneless, and shut my eyes.
“Are you all right, lass?” Lachlan brushes my hair off my face.
“More than all right.” I look at him, then at Ryan and Jake, who are hovering nearby. “I want more.”
Lachlan kisses my cheek. “And you’ll get more, lass. Don’t worry.”
CHAPTER 11
JUNE