“That’d never happen,” I whisper, leaning back into Jace, careful not to disrupt the tension happening in front of us.
“You didn’t even think to ask if we’d be okay with it? You expected one of us to just share a bed with you?” Ash asks, looking far more amused by the situation than John does.
“Well, yeah. This was the largest suite, and I didn’t want us to split up. We’re here to spend the weekend together.” Chad shrugs, looking genuinely confused. “Blake and I have always shared a room on our trips before. Being alone sounds depressing. Besides, Ash, you’re always talking about how much you hate being alone.”
John blinks at him. “So let me get this straight?—”
“Impossible,” Ash mutters.
“You booked the accommodations,” John continues. “You knew there’re three single guys, and instead offinding a different hotel that said ‘five bedrooms,’ your brain just went, ‘Eh. Someone will want me’?”
Chad throws his hands up. “Yes! Thank you! Exactly! Finally, someone understands how my mind works.”
“No one understands how your mind works,” John clarifies.
“Whatever. You guys are no fun. I’ll just leave my stuff in the living room, and then we can see where the night leads us!” Chad says with an undeterred smile. “It’s time for us to get ready to go out! Let me get the candy dick necklaces! I can’t wait to see what you’re all wearing.”
4
BLAKE
“We need to leave for the club in an hour! Room service should be here any minute with food, so finish fucking and get dressed!” Chad shouts after banging on the door of the room that Liam and I claimed.
We’d just been unpacking, but I like Chad’s idea more. I turn from the suit I was hanging up to waggle my eyebrows at Liam. “I still have that plug in…” I trail off, biting my lip. “I’m blaming you for that TSA pat-down by the way.”
He laughs but then shifts to a concerned tone. “You want me to fuck you again? You aren’t sore?”
“Babe, I’ve been half hard all day. Every time I shifted and could feel it in my ass, I remembered why you wanted me to wear it. You’re lucky I didn’t drag you into the bathroom on the plane and join the Mile HighClub. I wasthisclose!” I let my fingers just barely hover over each other so he can tell just how serious I am.
Liam lets out another short laugh. “Well, why didn’t you?”
I gape at him. “You would have gone for that? Oh, we’re totally fucking on the plane on the way home.”
“Even with all our friends there?” he checks with a raised brow, but it doesn’t sound like he hates the idea, and I don’t care about our friends knowing we’re doing it. I’m in love and horny, and if we were to actually have sex on the plane? I’d definitely be bragging about it anyway.
“Chad literally just yelled, implying that we were mid-sex, so I don’t think our friends expect anything less,” I point out. “Plus it’s our bachelor party! I think we should see how many times we can make each other come before we’re back in New York.”
“Well, he also said we only have an hour before we leave for the club, and as much as I love knowing my cum is still inside of you, we should probably shower again before we go.”
I deflate a little, sticking my lower lip out in a dramatic pout and giving him my best pleading expression. “So no orgasms?”
“I didn’t say that,” Liam replies, voice low and full of promise.
“Oh fuck yeah, shower sex?” I check, already stripping off my shirt.
“Get in there and find out.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I grab the lube from the front of my suitcase, stripping out of the rest of myclothes as I practically sprint into the bathroom. It’s massive, and just as nice as the rest of the penthouse, but I don’t have time to appreciate all the details. Not with the promise of sex looming. I turn on the shower, and as soon as it’s warm enough, I step inside, finally taking in the massive window wall that makes up one of the sides of the shower.
Fuck, this is going to be even hotter than I’d thought. I wonder if the hotel put the window there on purpose because they knew people would totally be fucking in their penthouse shower? Probably, hotels make people horny. It’s science.
Liam finally strides into the room, already completely naked, his hardening cock proudly on display for me… And for anyone who happens to look into our window.
He takes in the view, looking from the lack of privacy to my already leaking cock. “Still want to do this here?”
“Even more now,” I admit, grinning.
He nods once before joining me in the shower. “Alright, straight boy, you want everyone in Vegas to see how quickly your fiancé can make you come?”
