Page 90 of Four of Hearts

“Happy birthday, kitten,” Bennett whispered against my lips. He lifted the blindfold, allowing me to see him.

He was smiling, and while his handsome face was one I could look at for days, I couldn’t help myself from looking down at his naked chest. “Hi,” I said quietly, unable to say anything else. I bit my bottom lip and pressed my thighs together to stop all those intense feelings from moving down to my most sensitive body part, but it was hard not to let the view I had affect me so hard.

“We hope you’ll forgive us for putting you through this. We know you don’t like surprises, but this had to be one.”

I smiled at him and placed both hands on his cheeks. “You’re forgiven,” I promised him before kissing him again.

The music continued, and when he broke the kiss to stand back up and move back, I got the perfect view of all four of them, standing there in all their glory with only their boxers on.

I took a deep breath. That was a lot to take in. It never got old seeing their muscles and tattoo-covered skin. Obviously I had to make them my screensaver, so every time I looked at my phone, I got to drool over my handsome men.

“We already established that we can’t sing, but you know we can dance. So, lean back, relax, and enjoy the show,” Leo said with his usual pretty-boy grin.

Without giving me a moment to prepare for what was to come, they started to dance for me. I had always been fascinated by how men like them could move like that. They were huge, but everything they did with their bodies was so graceful. I had to be careful not to literally drool. My mouth was open while my eyes were glued on them.

When the song ended, it changed from the sensuality of Dirty Dancing to the sexiness of Burlesque. Cher’s deep voice came from the speakers while she sang Welcome to Burlesques, and one by one, they came forward to give me lap dances.

Even if all the dancers and singers in the movie were female, the Four of Hearts knew how to make a song their own, and despite having no control over this whole situation, I enjoyed every second of their hands and bodies rubbing on me.

Once the song came to an end, Watson took me by the hand and pulled me up to stand in front of him. He made me placed my arms around his neck while he put his on my lower back, and when the next song started playing, I lost all control over my emotions.

With Hopelessly Devoted To You from Grease playing, Watson slow danced with me while the other three waited their turn. Tears rolled down my cheek as he held me close, and I laughed softly as he swirled me around before handing me over to Kline. He held me to him, dancing with me the way Watson had before letting Leo and Ben do the same.

When the song ended, they all wrapped their arms around me, giving me the biggest bear hug.

My emotions were all over the place, and I wanted to tell them just how good they made me feel, and just how amazing they all were. My heart was so full.

“Are these happy tears?” Leo asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.

I nodded, unable to speak. I tried to form words to tell them how much I loved them, but at times, words were simply not needed.

They knew I loved them, each one of them the same. And though I couldn’t express my gratitude and admiration for them in that moment, they understood without me telling them.

“We love you too, Lola,” Kline whispered, then he made a promise I knew they’d keep forever. “You’ll always have us right here by your side.”

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