Page 68 of Four Times Taken

"I don't understand." I pulled away from Eric.

He nodded, recognizing my confusion, and returned to sit in the midst of his best friends. His cheeks were red, and he had that look in his eyes. The one that told me he'd rather stop talking and fuck.

"I'm not an idiot, Lils. I saw it in the backyard. I've noticed it ever since. I was just waiting for you to come clean," he said.

My mouth dropped. "Y-y-you're not mad I did it behind your back?" I stuttered.

"Hell, I'm just glad it happened, so we can try something, if it's okay with you?" He gave me that sexy smile of his, letting me into the naughty mysteries running around in his head.

"Okay? But why are we here?" Matt asked, a tad annoyed, as he glared at Ryan.

Picking my mouth up from off the ground, I looked between Ethan, who was rubbing his head and looking away from us, and Matt, who was struggling with hiding his pain. Eric and Ryan looked at each other and back at me like hungry wolves, waiting for permission to approach me. "I have another confession, which I hope goes over as well as this."

"What is it?" Eric captured my gaze with his, his tone hurrying me up since there were more important things on his mind.

"I'm uh..." I cleared my throat. "Um, this is awkward."

"Awkward can be sexy sometimes," he rasped.

"I'm... hmmm." I glanced at Matt, and my cheeks heated.

"You have a crush on Matt too?" Ryan grinned, and I nodded, fanning myself.

"And Ethan," I added.

Ethan slowly raised his eyes to meet mine.

"What? Me?" he gasped, pulling his brows together.

"Yeah." My belly cramped. "It's okay if you don't feel it too. This is all very awkward to begin with."

"Thank goodness." Ethan let his head fall back and released a breath, closing his eyes. I recoiled from the sting of rejection. Thank goodness for what? That it's okay if he doesn't feel it too. But he opened his eyes, and it's filled with passion.

"I've had a crush on you since you introduced me at the Women's Shelter." He smiled.

My breath caught, and my heart kicked into an irregular beat. "So, what happens now?" I purred, subtle vibration from the thrumming of my blood sending my clit into a frenzy and hardening my nipples until the brush of fabric against them grew unbearable.

"Well, I don't know about them." Eric crossed the room to me and leaned down to kiss me until I'm moaning into his lips. "But I've got a few ideas." He grinned. "What do you say?"

"I say yes," I breathed as he pulled me to my feet, kissing me hungrier than he had before, removing my sweater with swiftness until his hot mouth was on my breasts, in front of all his friends. "How did I get so lucky?" I gasped, licking my lips.

Kissing the center of my breasts, he grinned. "I think we're the lucky ones."

His smile sent waves of current crashing through me. "How long have you been fantasizing about this?" I smiled back at him.

"About as long as you have," he groaned, closing his mouth over my breast again.

The nerves in my body went crazy from being watched and wanting to be sandwiched between them all. I gasped as Eric's teeth teased my sore nipples. My head fell back, and I'm gripping his hair for stability as his hands hooked into the waist of my sweatpants and tugged them over my hips, letting his palms smooth and cup my ass on the way down. I shuddered when heat pressed into my back, and another set of lips found my neck. My eyes flew open to see Matt and Ethan sitting on the couch, growing hard beneath their pants, which meant it's Ryan who was standing behind me. I leaned into him just as Eric's mouth found my clit, and Ryan's bulge pressed up against my ass cheeks.

I screamed, electrified by the hot tongues of two mouths moving over my sensitive skin and the tease of Ryan's thumping hardness, remembering how it filled me last night and this morning. What Ryan didn't have in length, he made up for in girth, thick as hell. I trembled from the memory of how he stretched me.

Losing control of my legs, I stumbled, and Ryan chuckled in my ear. The reverberation of his bass coupled with the skill of Eric's tongue blacked me out to my surroundings. All that's left in the room was me, thrill, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the burning in the bottom of my belly, growing in a gush of hot lava spilling on Eric's tongue.

It maddened him, and he lapped at my center until I sobbed. Ryan's hands found my breasts, squeezing them so that I humped Eric's face.

Eric held me still, kissing the fat of my upper pussy area, up my belly, and between my breasts. Only then was I able to catch my breath and open my eyes to find Ethan and Matt stripped naked, beautiful cocks in their hands as they stroked themselves patiently.

My belly dipped, and my mouth fell open. Ryan's buckle jingled behind me, and I held my breath in anticipation. Eric was still dressed.

---