“Show off,” I scoffed, and Rhett winked at me.
He pulled back, gesturing to June with the bottle. “Now I wantyouto show off a little and get out of those jeans.”
The flush in her cheeks deepened and spread along her neck and chest. But there was nothing shy about her movements. She caught her lip between her teeth, teasing us with the way she peeled out of that denim, kicking it aside. Her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her underwear.
“Leave it.”
Our heads snapped to Elias, who’d been quiet this whole time. Holding eye contact, June slowly pulled back her thumbs, and lifted her hands in surrender.
“Better?” Her eyebrow quirked up.
Elias nodded, expression tight with how turned on he clearly was. “Better.”
The tension relaxed around us, as if the space in the room was breathing. Just as quickly though, it started simmering again.
“Give me that.” I took a sip from the bottle, letting the cold hit my tongue before pressing my mouth to hers.
She parted her lips, the champagne spilling between us—a little dry, a little bitter—running down her chin. I chased it with my mouth, sucking at her flesh until she moaned. Fuck, I loved the way she responded to me, her body so ready to give me everything I wanted.
I dropped my mouth to her neck, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses over the sticky champagne trail. She moaned again, rocking her hips back and forth. Pulling back to catch a breath, I realized it wasn’t because of me.
Elias’ fingers were giving her some urgent attention over her underwear, his other hand stroking is dick.
“Bedroom,” he rasped, voice so choked up it was barely a whisper. “Lie down.”
June blinked at him, alarmed by the sudden change of tone but very clearly turned on by it. She fucking loved it. I watched her back up down the hall, into the bedroom, never taking her eyes off us and how we kept ourselves ready. When her legs hit the bed, she slid onto it and lay back with a sensuous sigh. That single breath seemed to float through the air straight at me, brushing over my cock to make it even harder.
Elias and I shed the last of our clothes and approached without wasting a second. Rhett kneeled on her left, I was on her right, and Elias, the sneaky bastard, took up the prized spot between her legs. Her heat curled up my nostrils, the air between us thick with arousal.
Rhett bent down, his face hovering over her breast. “Here.”
I dribbled champagne over her chest, the small stream trickling right where he pointed.
June arched her back, lips trembling as he sucked the bubbles from her stiff nipple. Tongue circling and flicking in turn, tugging it hard between his wet lips. She squirmed on the bed, and her hand shot out in search of something to hold onto. Thankfully for me, my dick was right there. Her fingers closed around my throbbing shaft and squeezed down.
“Here.” Elias pointed to her bellybutton.
“Oh, God.” She lifted her hips once the chilled liquid hit her there. He lowered his mouth with a greedy grunt, and sipped it up.
Rhett kept up his steady attention at her breast, and with Elias licking and biting down there, it gave me an idea. I met her eyes, the bottle suspended high over her.
“And what’ll you be having, Captain?” She licked her lips.
I poured a steady stream into the hollow of her throat and followed it immediately, my blazing hot mouth thawing the chill there as I drank it in. I spread wet kisses over her collar bone, sneaking up to suck the skin on her neck just hard enough to make her whine but not leave a mark.
She buried her fingers in my hair and lifted my face to hers. The kiss was hot and sloppy, our tongues gliding over each other in a desperate attempt to quench this unquenchable thirst. Isnagged her bottom lip between my teeth and pulled back. June cried out in surprise, her head pressed into the pillows.
But again, it wasn’t all me.
Elias had drifted lower with his eager tongue, and was now teasing her over her underwear. A few hard drags of his tongue got her shaking with pleasure, then he bit down on the waistband and let it snap back.
A needy whimper fell from her lips. “I want to feel you. Now.”
But to all of our surprise, the guy who’d been pawing at her like a kid who couldn’t wait to open his present didn’t shove his face into her pussy. Elias rocked back on his knees, stroking himself. I always knew his cock was huge. Everything about him was fucking huge. Now, though, it strained full and thick to the point of looking like he’d lose it if he didn’t come soon.
“No,” he said simply, gliding a firm hand up and down over himself. “We’ll watch.”
June’s eyes widened, pupils blown out. She wanted him, but she also liked being told what to do. Her hand drifted down her wet, sticky abdomen, and inched toward the wet spot on her underwear that definitely wasn’t from the champagne.
