Oh shit.
I took off, but not before turning around to watch the guys stripping out of their clothes.
I felt the vibrator kick on. I’d forgotten about it and it caused me to squeal, which garnered several laughs from the living room.
After a second, it turned off.
I had no idea where I was going. The fun thing about playing sardines when I was a kid was to find the smallest space you could. Every time someone found you, they had to fit in there with you or they were out. Trying to see how many ten year olds could fit into a cabinet was something to behold. I was doing the same thing now, only instead of hands and knees, it was going to be ass and cocks.
I walked around the second floor, not sure how much time I had left. I didn’t know what was up here, but they said nothing was off limits and I’d have to assume if there was a room off limits, they would have locked the door. I picked a door at random and dropped my dress in front of it, then hurried to the voyeur room, where I dropped my heels.
I opened a door at the end of the hall to find another set of stairs going up. I walked in, the low level lighting illuminating the stairway, and gently closed the door and ascended the stairs, where I found another door. I stepped out and was shocked. I was on their roof. But it wasn’t just any roof, but a rooftop bar with all the lighting, games, a pool, and a hot tub. I was definitely going to hide here, but where?
I walked around the floor and was in awe of the amazing views they had of the cityscape in the distance, but loved this space was still private.
I shook my head to clear it. I needed to find a place to hide. I moved quickly and settled on the turf, behind a row of chairs that overlooked the cityscape. I could at least admire it while I waited.
A cool wind blew, causing me to shiver. Why did I think it was a good idea to come outside on the roof of their house and hide in the nude in the winter? I didn’t feel the air at first because of the excitement and anticipation, but now I had been outside for a moment, the weather was starting to bite.
The steam rising from the hot tub and the gurgling of the jets were a siren’s song.
“Yea. Fuck this. A hot tub is an equally good place to hide.”
I stood up and pulled the purple pussy eater out and dropped it on the ground before I climbed down into the inset hot tub. The hot water stung my skin, but only for a minute. I let out a sigh as I sank all the way down and let the jets and bubbles drown out any thoughts.
“Found you.”
I heard the rough and deep voice of Jax. Of course, the ex-SEAL would find me first.
I opened my eyes as he was slipping into the water. He was so smooth and graceful the water hardly moved. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was like in the field. What he looked like in all that tactical gear and face paint, moving through woods and water.
He floated over to sit beside me, and I put my hand on his thigh. “I was over there.” I pointed to the chairs, “but you all took too long and I was freezing my ass off.”
“I’d hate if that happened. Such a fine ass it is.” He said, lifting me onto his lap, grabbing my ass in the process.
“How did you find me?”
He shrugged. “I looked for a bit, but when the others kept clearing rooms, I decided to use the cameras.”
“You cheat.” His pec flinched when I palmed his chest.
“I wanted to find you first.”
“Why is that?” I flirted.
“More time to play with you. I know you’re ready to explode after how much we tortured you tonight.”
“I’m glad you can appreciate the hell you all put me through.”
“You liked it or you would have taken it out.”
Our gaze lingered longer than it should have. “I guess you're right.”
He smiled. “Now be a darling and ride my cock while we wait for the others.”
“I thought you said no orgasms with less than three people.”
“There won’t be.”
