Any prior signs of jealousy I might have had have dissipated completely, replaced with a hurricane of lust settling between my legs, and the desperate need to join them.
An arm snakes around my waist from behind,interrupting my thoughts, and before I can react, a hand slaps over my mouth, preventing me from crying out. My heart pounds frantically in my chest, and my wide eyes dart around uselessly, as if I might actually catch whoever’s got their hands on me.
In seconds, warm breath grazes the sensitive skin on my neck, dragging upward until it ghosts against the shell of my ear, sending a shiver straight through me.
“Shh… angel. Or should I say, sinner? Pretty sure heaven closes its gates to voyeurs like you,” Colton whispers, and I relax a little at the soothing sound of his familiar voice. A wave of goosebumps prick my skin from the warmth of his breath and the heat rolling off his shirtless body. His solid chest presses in against me, pinning me to the spot, and I can feel his erection nudging against my ass through my sleep shorts. My God, he’s huge. It’s all I can do not to fall to my knees right now and show him just how much of a sinner I truly am.
He makes no move to pull me away, instead, he reaches out with his free hand and gently pushes the door open a little more. My eyes grow even wider at the possibility of Jace and Roman noticing me standing here like this, with Colton’s arm wrapped tightly around my body, secretly watching them fuck each other. I can’t deny the thrill that rushes through me at the very idea.
The slow, steady rhythm of Colton’s heartbeat pulses against my back, which is a stark contrast to the erratic thumping of mine.
No amount of money would be enough to get me to leave right now. Not when I’m sure that I’ve slipped into a live version of one of the many fantasies I’ve had about them over the years.
Colton’s nose nuzzles against the strands of my hair, and with a deep, slow breath, he inhales, drinking in the smell of me, and for some reason, it only ignites something dark and needy inside me. I press my ass up against him, and he moans in my ear, loud enough so that only I can hear.
“Fuck, Bailey.Who knew that you’d be this naughty? Hiding in the darkness, watching your stepbrother get fucked by his boyfriend.” Colton trails his hand up my thigh before resting it low on my stomach, spreading his fingers possessively. I can feel how wet I’m getting from just his touch alone, and I decide to tease him a little more, intentionally brushing my ass against his hard cock, hoping he gets the message that I want this.
Because I do.
So fucking bad.
I swallow hard as he grinds his hips into me, needing to feel me as much as I need to feel him, and I don’t know how I got here, but I’m silently thanking whatever fate brought me to this moment, because I’ve imagined it so many times, in so many different ways.
He trails soft kisses from my neck, down to my shoulder, then back up to whisper in my ear.
“You feel that, baby? You feel how hard I am? My cock is fucking aching for you,” he says, as he gently traces his fingers across my stomach, toying with the elastic of my sleep shorts. I reach out, gripping the doorframe for support, and he lets out a whisper of a laugh, and I’m thankful for the sounds that Roman and Jace are making because I don’t want this to end, and if they hear what’s happening in their doorway, I fear that it might.
“Jace! You fill me so fucking good. Fuck me harder, please, baby, don’t stop!” Roman pleads, and my heart flies right out of my chest at how fucking hot he sounds.
“Ugh, I love it when you beg for it!” Jace growls, pumping into him harder, faster, until Roman is fucking sobbing.
I had no idea that they were together, and a smile tugs at the corner of my covered lips at the thought. I’ve spent years imagining what it would look like for us all to be together, and the fact that at least half of that image came true for Roman and Jace fills me with so much joy.
“You want that too, don’t you, Bailey? But if I give you what you want, will I find your tight little cunt wet for them, or for me?” Colton whispers, and I can hear the smile in his voice—he’s toying with me.I feel likeI’m going to pass out.The answer I want to give him is both. I need all three of them, not one. In fact, choosing just one of them had never even occurred to me.
As if he can read my thoughts, he slides his hand into the waistband of my shorts, softly tracing my skin with his fingers, before gliding them lower, but not low enough.
I want to feel him inside me.
I want us to have this moment together because, deep down, I know it will be the last.
“You want to be fucked, and fucked hard, but not just by anyone.No. You want to be fucked by your stepbrother and his two best friends, isn't that right, sinner?”
Holy fucking shit.
Uh, yeah?
He’s finally catching on.
I nod my head, hoping this isn’t a trap because I’ll die of embarrassment if it is, and I swear to all that is holy that I will never look them in the eye again. His low, breathy laugh pulsates through me, as molten heat stirs between my thighs. He finally moves his hand lower until his fingers graze my bare pussy, his featherlight touch sending an electric heat straight to my core.
It’s unbelievable.
I buck a little, as if doing so will guide him to the spot where I need him the most, then I feel his bodymove, and suddenly, his knee spreads my legs apart from behind, giving him better access.
I am so fucking ready for him that I almost forget to breathe.
He spreads my pussy with his fingers, then uses his middle one to slide through my wetness, and a deep, rough groan tears from his throat, his hot, ragged breath hitting the crook of my neck, and I feel like I'm on fire.
