“Don’t be selfish, cowboy,” Ben grumbled from behind me. “Do what your momma taught you to do and share.”
I could feel Langston’s smile against my mouth. When he pulled back slightly, I caught a twinkle in his beautiful eyes. I knew there was something dirty rolling around in that big brain of his and I wanted to know what it was.
It didn’t take long before I figured it out.
Langston shifted me on his lap, turning me so that my back was against his chest, his arm curling around my waist as his hands resumed their searching, this time beneath my sweater.
“Anyone have any objections to me being the first one to taste her?” Ben asked, his golden eyes darting over to Justin, then Langston and Landon.
I could see Justin’s agreement and when Ben got up from his chair, I figured the other two had also given him the go-ahead.
“I think we all agree she’s stunning when she’s clothed,” Landon noted. “I’d like to see how beautiful she is naked.”
I barely processed his words before Langston was lifting my sweater up. I raised my arms so he could remove it, shifting my hips when Ben moved to pull my skirt off.
“You take direction very well,” Ben said, his tone dripping with approval.
I knew he was referring to the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties.
A second later, I was still perched in Langston’s lap wearing only my bra, plus the strappy sandals I’d selected that morning. However, the bra was the next to go, but they did leave my shoes on.
I moaned when Langston cupped my breasts, pulling me back against him as he tweaked my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. My eyes were glued to Ben as he knelt before me, his dark hands pushing my thighs apart, hooking my knees over Langston’s legs.
“Pink and pretty,” Ben murmured as his fingers drifted to my pussy.
He teased my labia, kneading the bare skin of my mound as he fondled me. I knew he could see how wet I was. Hell, everyone could see.
“Shift forward,” he ordered.
Before I could fully understand what he wanted me to do, Langston moved me again, forcing my butt down his thighs, his hands leaving my breasts and hooking beneath my knees to hold me open. It was a slightly awkward position in which I was slouched in Langston’s lap. Even more so because my legs were spread wide, my pussy in Ben’s face.
I cried out when Ben’s mouth descended. His breath was warm, his tongue gentle as he licked me. Slowly, sensually.
“How does she taste?” Justin’s deep voice rumbled from a few feet away.
I forced my eyes open and watched him, his eyes raking over my body, dropping to where Ben’s head was nestled between my legs.
“Like candy, Mr. Parker,” Ben groaned, then resumed his feast.
My eyes shot up to Justin’s face and I saw more heat there, only this time, I was pretty sure it was focused on Ben. There had to be something more going on there. Something I wasn’t privy to.
Not that I could think about it now. Not with Ben’s tongue doing wicked things to my clit.
I curled my hands around Langston’s biceps and held on, my fingernails digging into his suit jacket as I ground my hips forward, urging Ben to give me more. Heat rocketed through me, making me tremble. He was teasing, inching me higher and higher only to bring me back down as he slowed his tongue, working me over good.
“You’re not ready to come yet, are you?” Langston asked, his words rumbled softly against my ear.
“I am.”
Apparently, Ben had other ideas, because he grabbed my hips and jerked my butt closer to him. I was practically folded in half on Langston’s lap, my knees up near my shoulders as Langston held me tightly.
Ben’s tongue slipped lower, grazing my asshole and making me shudder.
“Oh, God, yes,” I hissed.
He continued to brush the sensitive skin with his tongue, then returned to my clit. He alternated, driving me absolutely wild.
My eyes cut over to Justin to see he was still watching as Ben continued to fondle me with his tongue. When our eyes met, he smirked once more.
“One of these days,” Justin said gruffly, “we’re gonna fill all those sweet holes at one time.”
I nodded.
“Imagine that, Luci.” Justin’s eyes remained locked with mine. “Langston’s cock buried in your ass. Ben’s cock lodged deep in your pussy while Landon fucks that sweet mouth.”
“What will you be doing?” I asked breathlessly, my fingernails digging deeper into Langston’s muscles.
“I’ll have plenty to do.”
“Like what?” I wanted him to continue talking.
Ben’s head lifted and I cut my eyes to his.
“He’ll be fucking my ass,” Ben groaned, then dove back between my legs, his mouth latching on to my clit, his tongue flicking relentlessly.
I was so close.