“We’ll have to run it past Wyatt. We weren’t planning on having women over, but I can’t speak for Wyatt. If it’s your safety, we’ll do it.” Dante’s blue eyes hold mine. “There’s no way you’re staying here alone, pip.”
“But Drew can come over?” I’ve already asked and Dante’s already said yes, but then the couch happened. I’m not sure what I’m doing, but I don’t want to stop seeing Drew. Finn and Dante might just be toying with me, for all I know.
“If that’s what you want.” Dante doesn’t drop his gaze. My insides burn again because what I’m asking for is ludicrous. It’s their apartment. I’m a guest.
“So how far have you gotten with Drew, flower?” Finn leans back in his chair sipping his coffee. My lips press together.
“He’s had his fingers in her pussy.” Dante takes a bite of his pastry as he watches me. “I assume he made you come?”
I nod. This is so fucking embarrassing.
“Did you know she squirted for me?”
My gaze darts to Finn, who is talking only to Dante.
“Not surprised. She definitely came all over my face last night when she rode it.”
“Oh my god!” What the actual fuck?
“She did get over her gag reflex pretty quickly though.” Dante takes a sip of his coffee like they’re discussing the latest football stats. “Took me beautifully down her throat.”
Finn’s heated gaze shifts to me and awareness courses through me. “Was his dick the first you sucked, flower?”
Licking my suddenly parched lips, I nod again. Need aches between my thighs.
“Dante isn’t small. That’s impressive.” Finn arches an eyebrow. “Want to go for two?”
My mouth opens to say... what? I have no idea. So, I say, “You want me to suck your cock?”
What the hell is happening in my life? My nipples harden as arousal swells inside me.
“You want four guys, pip.”
My brow furrows. “Three.”
Dante just smiles and shakes his head. “Let me make you feel good while you make Finn feel good. Maybe you won’t like having two men making you come at the same time.”
I can hear Hope and Kayla and even Madison yelling at me to just do it. It’s not like it will change anything. I’ve already had both of them go down on me. I want them both and don’t want to pick one over the other.
Sipping my coffee, I look them over. I’ve flirted off and on with Finn over the years, but I never took him seriously. Dante, fuck, Dante shakes the foundations of everything I ever thought I wanted. I genuinely thought he didn’t like me at all.
They’re serious about this and so am I.
I arch my eyebrow at Finn. “Show me.”
His grin is wicked as he undoes his belt and stands to undo his jeans and lower them to the floor. He’s wearing black boxer briefs that do little to conceal his huge hard-on. My mouth waters and I take a sip of coffee as his dark hair falls over his green eyes.
They never leave mine as he lowers his boxers. I swallow and look down. Dante’s definitely bigger, but not by much. Fuck. I press my thighs together.
Finn strokes his cock. “What do you think, flower?”
“I’m trying to figure out logistics.”
“We’ve got you, pip.” Dante takes my cup from my hand and lifts me onto the table. When he presses on my shoulders, I lie back on the cool wood. My breath shudders in and out of my lungs. Nothing like this has ever happened in my life.
I never imagined something like this could happen. Not with Finn and Dante.
Dante draws my shorts and panties off my legs, leaving me bare from the waist down.
