Page 46 of Faking the Play

“If you’re ready”—Logan pressed a kiss to the side of my knee—“let us take care of you.”

The promise in those words gave me the courage I needed to answer.

“I’m ready.”

Chapter twenty-five

Amelia

If one man undressing me was hot, having multiple men do it was scorching. My dress, panties, and bra fell to the floor without me needing to do a single thing…and with hands and mouths on me the entire time. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t imagined something like this before, but reality was no comparison. I hadn’t been able to guess what it really felt like to have that many hands, fingers, and mouths on me all at once. I couldn’t keep track of who was doing what.

“You’re thinking too much,” Logan murmured in my ear before he nipped at my earlobe. “Close your eyes and just feel.”

I hadn’t wanted to close my eyes because I didn’t want to miss a single moment of this, but the moment I did as he said, I understood that not seeing didn’t mean I would miss anything.

A hand covered my breast, squeezed. Finger and thumb plucked at my nipple until a dull ache formed, matching the pulse between my legs. Firm lips pressed against mine, a hand cupping the back of my head to hold me in place as a tongue demanded entry. Fingers skimmed down my side, over my ribs to the curve of my hip before dancing across my belly. A hotmouth took my nipple into it, tongue and teeth worrying at the flesh with sharp bites and soft licks.

Then, suddenly, I was moving. My eyes flew open just as Ryan set me down on his bed. I stared up at him, my befuddled brain wondering when he’d gotten undressed. Then Logan and Ethan came to stand on either side of Ryan and I saw that they were naked now too. There had been no absence of warmth, no waiting moments when someone could second-guess themselves. I’d been cared for the entire time, and even though we were only just getting started, the last of any hesitation melted away.

I trusted them.

I shifted on the bed, rolling onto my side to look at them before they joined me. Except they just stood there, a trio of Greek gods that, for some inexplicable reason, wanted me. I could argue with their words. Hell, I could argue with their actions. What I couldn’t argue with were the hungry looks in their eyes and three very full erections that clearly wanted attention.

“Condoms?”

It took me a minute to realize Logan was talking to me and not Ryan. With a willpower I hadn’t known I possessed, I tore my eyes away from the visual feast in front of me.

Considering I hadn’t used them with Ryan or Logan before, I didn’t need to think too hard about that answer. “I don’t need them if you guys don’t.”

The men exchanged glances and then Ethan said, “So how do you guys want to do this?”

“I haven’t gotten to taste her yet,” Ryan said.

And that seemed to be all they needed to say before they got moving. Ryan knelt next to the bed and grabbed my ankles, pulling me toward the edge. I made a surprised noise, prompting laughter from all three men—but it was nice laughter, the kindthat rolled over my skin like a warm wave, sensual and erotic in a way I’d never known laughter could be.

My own laughter shifted into a moan as Ryan’s hands ran up my legs, calloused fingers rough, but his touch gentle. He pulled my legs apart, bringing them up to hang over his shoulders.

“I always knew you’d have a gorgeous pussy,” he remarked, his tone reverent.

I flushed, fighting back the instinct to close my legs, cover that most private part of me. But this was Ryan. One of the three men I trusted the most.

“Don’t just sit there.” Ethan climbed up onto the bed next to me. “If you don’t get to work, I’m gonna take over.”

Ryan casually flipped off his friend and then lowered his head. I sucked in a breath as he went straight for my clit, his thumbs holding me open so all the pressure and friction from his tongue focused in on that one little spot. Before I could lose myself in the pleasure, Ethan put his hand on my cheek, turning my face toward him. He knelt next to my head, his hand stroking up and down his cock. The moment he touched his thumb to my bottom lip, I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it too.

The moment I parted my lips, Ethan’s eyes darkened, a wide smile curving his mouth. I reached up as the tip of his cock pushed between my lips, wrapping my fingers around the solid flesh. I mimicked the movements Ryan’s tongue made between my legs by running my tongue over and around Ethan’s shaft, exploring every inch of soft skin as it slid deeper into my mouth.

“Taste so fucking good,” Ryan mumbled, the vibrations from his words sending tingles of pleasure through me.

I felt the bed dipping on the other side, but didn’t turn to see what Logan was doing. My brain and body were too busy with the cock in my mouth and the head between my legs. It felt a little like trying to rub my stomach and pat my head at the same time.

Then I felt something hot and wet move across one of my nipples, and my body jerked. As Logan took that nipple between his lips, laving his tongue over the tightening flesh, Ryan began to suck on my clit, starting with gentle pulls of his mouth that had my pulse quickening as a wave of pleasure rolled through me. Continuing to copy Ryan was automatic, and Ethan let out a groan as I sucked on his cock. His hand went to my hair, his hips rocking back and forth even as that wave inside me crested.

As my orgasm exploded through me, I cried out and Ethan pulled back, his dick falling from between my lips with an obscene popping sound. He cursed, but the sound was muffled by the rushing of blood in my ears. I could only feel. Feel the sharp bite of pain as Logan’s teeth sank into my nipple, hard enough to bruise, but not enough to break the skin. Feel the pressure from Ryan’s fingers digging into my thighs as he held me down, his tongue moving over my sensitive skin to draw out my climax longer than I imagined it could be.

At some point, my brain went fuzzy and I lost track of everything. The next thing I knew, I was in the center of the bed with Ethan between my spread legs and the other two guys on either side of me, all three of them holding their cocks and staring down at me.

“You with us again?” Ethan asked, reaching down with his free hand to trace circles on my thigh.

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