Page 46 of Room One Hundred and Twenty

“I want…” Swallowing thickly, heat crawls up my throat. “All this time, I’ve wanted all three of you. I never wanted to pick. I never…”

Confessing feelings ishard.Especially when my heart is so full of the love I feel for all three. Maybe at the beginning, I could’ve placed it as lust.

The thought of any of these men leaving my side makes my heart feel like it’s cracking into a thousand pieces. Only love can create such pain.

When I struggle with my words, I’m thankful for Nicolas coming to my rescue. Despite Jake’s huff of waiting his turn, Nic wastes no time pulling me into another scorching kiss.

Resting his forehead against mine, he sighs. “We’ve got a surprise for you. If you’re up for it.”

As if this wasn’t already a surprise. Nodding my head, I watch him pull away and grab the bag. Inside, I sputter at the contents.

“These two have told me that they’ve been taking care of your cravings,” Jake explains, making me squirm. “Seeing as I’ve yet to involve sweets, I thought I might change that.”

Whipped cream, sprinkles, chocolate chips, the list goes on. The weight of this bag is laughable. I can’t tell if they rummaged through my bakery or paid a hefty bill at the local grocery store.

Lifting my gaze, Rhett is the only one to have stayed by the door. His stare is as intense as always. He rests against the wall with his arms crossed.

Toes curling, I hug the bag to my chest. “You’re sure you want me?”

This past week with the CEO has been beyond incredible. More than I could ever ask for. On the days I’m feeling pent up, he’s the one I can turn to by the end of the day. His demanding nature is a new experience, one I rather like.

Always been in the background, he’s always watching. Even now, that’s what it feels like.

Nicolas and Jake are more open about how much they want me, Rhett is the opposite.

“I want you,” Rhett confirms my suspicions with a scowl. “They think I’ll try to steal you away. Not to say they’re wrong, but I’m letting them ease you into this. When you’re ready for me, just say the word.”

There’s a fluttering happening in my stomach. Are these butterflies? I don’t get these sort of tingles often and it’s a shame. What a pleasant feeling. It’s one I could get used to.

Nodding my head, Jake squeezes my hand.

“So, what do you say? Are you up to trying something new?” Taking the bag away from me, he grabs my attention next. “We all care for you, Eloise. I’d never hurt you and I’d kick these guys’ asses if they tried.”

The others snort in the room, making my smile grow. I’ve fantasized about this scenario in my head plenty of times before. Sure, it wasn’t in some kind of sex club, and there wasn’t a metal table involved, but it’s a fantasy worth making real.

Nodding my head, both men at my side sigh in relief. We’re on the same page here.

Nicolas plucks my shirt off, his touch light. Jake makes my pants and underwear disappear. In a minute, I’m bare to the three of them.

They’ve all seen me like this, yet, this is different. It’s like having my own personal audience. Or, better, like a raw steak thrown to three starving dogs.

That’s how I’m being looked at right now. The hunger in their eyes is enough to make my tongue swell.

“Aren’t you guys going to get undressed?” My nerves are poking through and I stir against the table.

“Do you know anyone who eats a meal naked?” Rhett scoffs under his breath. His chest swells with every inhale. One look at the man and there’s no denying the way my appearance affects him. Even if his face is blank, his cock presses against his slacks.

Jake empties the contents of the bag onto the table. The whipped cream clangs against the metal while other cylinders risk rolling off. Doesn’t matter, there’s no way we can use everything here.

“Wait, you guys aren’t going to make me eat all this stuff, are you?” Bad time to laugh, but I sputter anyway. I kind of figured that’s what they intended, but there is no way I planned on getting a stomach ache here.

Nicolas snatches the whipped cream and peels off the hard plastic. With a shake, his chuckle sends a chill down my spine and makes my sex clench.

“We’rethe ones starving here. Jake thought it would be funny to bring the table in here.” Shooting the younger male a look, he fights a smile. “He thought you’d get a kick out of becoming the sweetest dessert.”

Oh. Well then, that makes plenty more sense.

At this point, I’m ready to go along with whatever they want. Whatever it takes to get their hands on me.

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