Adrian looked at the desk, then back at me. “But how can we take notes if the desk is occupied?”
A spark of heat throbbed in my core, instantly turned on by the mischievous glint in his eye. The look that told me exactly where he wanted me. And when Ethan and Miles didn’t protest, I stripped and climbed onto the desk, parting my legs so they had a full view of just how much I wanted them.
Ethan worked his shirt over his head in one clean move and dropped it beside the desk, his eyes locked on my body like he already had the next ten steps planned. Behind him, Miles and Adrian moved in closer, the scrape of belts and zippers filling the space while they shed the last of their clothes. By the time they reached me, the heat between my legs had flushed all the way up to my neck. My breathing became heavier as I drank in the sight of their naked bodies.
It took a while before my eyes made it back up to their faces, and Adrian was right there. With his hand on my cheek, the other ghosting along my calf, he said, “You look good enough to eat.”
My mouth dropped open, ready for the kiss I was sure he’d meant to give me. But instead, he dropped his hand to my chin and tilted my head to drop back. Hands and mouths coasted over my body and I closed my eyes to the sweet sensation of hundreds of little fires lighting up all over my skin. I knew each of them by touch. I knew it was Miles teasing my nipples, Ethan nipping and kissing my shoulder, my neck. And Adrian. Oh, God.
He pushed my knees wider apart, his mouth leaving a trail of blazing kisses along the inside of my thigh.
“Jesus,” I breathed when his warm breath floated over my pussy.
“It’s Adrian,” he corrected me, and dragged his flat tongue along my slit. From my entrance, all the way up and over my clit.
I slumped back, and Miles lifted my leg to rest over Adrian’s shoulder. Mostly because I couldn’t do it myself. With his mouth on me like this, there was little I had control over. Ethan moved closer to brace me with support from his bare chest. I reached down, curling my fingers through Adrian’s hair and gripping hard as he focused all his attention on me.
His technique was enthusiasticand practiced. A little bit rough… Determined. I lost myself in that hot, wet mouth, lost myself in the feeling of his fingers inside me and his mouth on my clit, guiding me closer and closer to where I needed to be. My hands gripped his hair tighter and he let out a long, deep moan that reverberated through me.
I could feel myself approaching the all too familiar point of no return. The tightness in the bottom of my belly began to unravel and I pulled his hair, tugging him closer as I rode his face. Then, using every last ounce of willpower, I pushed him away from me.
He blinked at me, surprised, the slick from my arousal coating his lips and chin. I gave him a small smile before composing myself. Barely…
"Come here," I murmured, my hand sliding down my stomach and lower still, toying with the narrow trail of hair that led to where he’d just been..
He looked up at my face for a second then, pausing every few inches as he crawled up my body to press a kiss to my searing skin. I watched, admiring his lean, toned body as he moved, peppering my breasts with light kisses. My collar bone, my neck. Then Adrian stopped, gazing deep into my eyes.
I curled my hand around the base of his head and pulled him in. He parted his lips, inviting my tongue in. I moaned softly at that first contact, our tongues sliding against each other, my taste sliding from his mouth into mine. My pussy throbbed with my growing need for more. More of him. All of them.
I slid off the desk and pulled Miles to the edge of it, keeping my hand on Ethan’s where he gripped my waist. He fell into place behind me. I liked that. A lot.
Miles looked at me with fire in his eyes, stroking himself in that slow, deliberate way he did whenever I watched him. The lines of his abdomen dipped, pulled tight with restraint. He was already so hard for me—they all were—and it intensified the pulse of anticipation in my swollen clit. I needed them. I wanted them to fill me up.
As if reading my mind, Miles reached for me, bringing me right up against him, his cock pressed hard against my belly. His hands moved with practiced ease, hooking behind my knees and hiking me up so my legs were around his waist, feet resting on the desk behind him. I held onto his shoulders for support, breathing out a ragged breath as I lowered myself onto the full length of his dick. He groaned loudly, lids fluttering with the sensation of my pussy clamping around him. Then he lay back, keeping tension in his hips to make sure I was at just the right angle.
Ethan gripped my waist from behind, and reached around to dip his fingers into the wetness gathered there. He sucked a breath between his teeth. “Fuck, Maren… I love how wet you get for us.”
That last came out like a pained grunt, and he bucked his hips hard, his hard-on grinding into the small of my back. I felt him stroke his cock with my slick before spreading some to my hole. Preparing me.
A shudder of anticipation raked through me. This is what I’ve wanted since we were trapped together in the snowstorm. Since I first experienced what it was like to be so impossibly filled with them. To have every molecule in my body resonate with nothing but them and what they were doing to me.
I clenched around the tip of his finger as he tested me. “I want you, Ethan. Now.”
Miles stilled, holding onto my thighs as Ethan opened me from behind and gently guided his cock inside. I could feel the way their thick shafts stretched me into a blinding pleasure. Felt them both shiver through a moan as the contact, separated only by the flimsiest membrane, shot a whole new spiral of electricity through us all.
“There…” Adrian stroked my hair. He was kneeling on the desk beside Miles, close enough that all I had to do was turn my head to reach him. “This is so much better than taking notes, don’t you think?”
Ethan’s breath came hard on the back of my neck as he began a stilted thrusting motion to match Miles. Unlike what happened in that snow storm, they switched things up, alternating pushing in and out of me. That way, I always had one of them inside me.
“Yes.” The word tumbled out of me in a broken breath. “Know what’ll make it even better?”
Adrian met my hooded eyes and he didn’t need more explanation. The tip of his cock grazed my lips, teasing, nudging back and forth until I opened up for him completely. And when I took him in, God, the sound that came out of him got me wet all over again. My whole body quivered with how turned on I was.
Ethan’s fingers threading into my hair, trailing down my spine. The press of his chest against my back, the weight of him holding me in place. Miles’ touch dragging fire across every curve.Roaming over my hips and thighs, claiming, making me arch without thinking.
Every touch sent a pulse racing through me until all sense of time dissolved into nothing but hunger and our desperate need to satisfy it. The slow pace set by Ethan and Miles gradually gained speed and intensity, and gradually I forgot myself.
I sucked Adrian in with relish, and added my hand to stroke him. He gritted his teeth, his cock twitching in my mouth as the beginnings of his ecstasy coated my tongue. I tilted my head, one hand braced on Miles’ chest as I rode it out. All of it. My need to come undone consumed me.
