Page 7 of Room Seventeen

“What?” she squeaks out, her eyes huge.

I raise one eyebrow in her direction, but say nothing.

She blanches and lowers her head, nodding sheepishly. “I mean, yes, Sir.”

Dear God.To have those words come off of her lips is the sweetest melody I’ve ever heard. I glance at Xander, who looks equally affected, and then at Garrett, who looks like he’s about to peel off his own skin. Unlike Xander and I, Garrett isn’t accustomed to denying himself pleasure, especially when it’s in his face.

We lock eyes, and I smile, tilting my head in her direction. “Do you want Garrett to help you?”

She glances at me and bites her lip. “Yes, please.”

Garrett moves in without a sound and is behind her before she realizes he’s even stood up. He slides his hands up her arms and places his lips gently against her neck. “Let me take care of you, baby.”

She moans, her head falling back onto his shoulder as he moves the straps of her gown down her arms, exposing her perfect breasts to us. Her skin is creamy and pale, her nipples perfect little rosebuds, but I’m surprised and more than turned on by the tattooed script along her rib cage immediately under her plump breast. To my right, I hear Xander suck in his breath and see him clench and unclench his fists against his thighs.

Six months of flirting might have been a bit too much foreplay for my partners, which is why I kept my distance. I knew she was a temptation too great, even for my legendary control.

Garrett circles her, placing soft kisses against her skin as he moves. When he’s in front of her, he gently kisses her lips and then drops to his knees, pulling her gown off her hips to pool at her feet. She’s completely naked underneath, which spikes my arousal to a near breaking point. He presses his face to her waxed bare mound, inhaling so deeply we can hear him.

“Fuck me, baby. You smell delicious. I can’t wait to taste you.” Garrett glances over his shoulder, most likely aware of Xander’s waning control. Garrett might be the most impulsive, but he’s never greedy, and highly in tune with both of us. “But first I want you to sit in Xander’s lap.”

Garrett stands up and helps her step out of her gown, her eyelids droopy with a lust filled haze. He then turns her and sits her down in Xander’s lap. I can tell the moment her brain registers the hard cock pressing against her ass as her eyes open wide.

“That's right, baby. Do you feel how hard you make us?” Garrett kisses her forehead. “Now lean back, so I can taste you.”

Xander’s arms come around her, pulling her back into his chest. He lays his mouth against her neck, kissing and sucking along her shoulders and around her ear while kneading her breasts in his huge hands.

Garrett kneels before them, pushing her legs apart. “Look at how fucking wet you are for us.”

He slides his finger along her pussy lips and brings it up to his mouth, tasting her for the first time. My mouth waters as his lips spread into a slow smile. “Fucking heaven.”

She rolls her ass against Xander’s lap as Garrett purrs his pleasure.

“Oh, fuck,” Xander groans as she rubs up against his cock. “Make her do that some more, G.”

“Spread her wider for me, and I will.”

Xander spreads his leg, which causes her to spread hers, and that’s all the invitation Garrett needs. He descends on her, his mouth over her clit, and within seconds, she’s writhing in Xander’s lap.

I can’t take merely watching anymore and stand up, approaching them with my cock painfully hard. Carlisle, or perhaps I should get used to calling her Ivy in my head, has one arm tossed up behind her as she slides fingers into Xander’s hair. Her other hand is gripping the arm of the wing-back chair. Her eyes are closed, and she’s panting as if on the edge of release.

“Open your eyes,” I say in my commanding tone. She does, and her gaze immediately finds me. I unbuckle my belt and unbutton my slacks, taking my cock in hand. Her eyes grow wide at the sight of me. She nods her head while licking her lips, knowing exactly what I want. Xander helps her lean in my direction while Garrett continues to lick and suck her beautiful pussy. She wraps her nimble fingers around me, sliding up and down my length gently.

But gentle is rarely what I want.

I wrap my hand around hers and squeeze, showing her exactly how hard and rough I like it. She’s a natural submissive, a perfect student, and she pumps me harder before guiding me to her red stained lips.

“Suck me, Ivy. Ruin that pretty red lipstick by taking my cock deep down your hot, greedy mouth.”

She opens her mouth wide for me and takes me as deep as she can. Her eyes water a bit as I bump against the back of her throat, and I ease back, thinking how wonderful it would be to see her mascara streaked cheeks without the mask. I’d love to watch her eyes water as she kneels before me, choking on my cock as I fuck her pretty face.

Her mouth is pure sin, her cheeks sunken in as she sucks as hard as she can, providing me with delicious friction. She continues to work me with her hand as she pulls her mouth away on a cry of pure ecstasy.

“Oh God,” she moans.

“That’s right, baby—” Garrett growls between her thighs “—come for me.”

“Oh God, oh God, oh God.” Ivy thrusts her hips up, her entire body taut in Xander’s lap.

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