Page 11 of Heatwaves

Pausing outside the door, nervousness rushes through me once more.

“What’s wrong, kitten?” Aidan purrs as he presses himself against my back. “Nervous?”

I shrug, clearing my throat. “Maybe.”

“There’s no reason to be nervous.” As always, Ty’s voice is quiet as he squeezes my hand. “We’ve got you.”

Nodding without looking at him, I step away from Aidan and open the door to my room. “Obviously, this is my room, and that’s the bathroom.”

I avoid looking at the bed and stand there awkwardly, unsure of what the next step is.

A squeal falls from my lips when someone sweeps my legs out from under me, pulling me into their arms. Glancing up, I find Oliver grinning down at me.

“I think you need to get out of your head.”

He’s probably right. My face flushes, and I snuggle into his chest as he carries me to the bed, setting me down gently on the edge.

“I also don’t think you’ll be needing these.” Oliver slides his hands under my shirt, lifting it up and over my head before kneeling to pull my shorts down my hips, leaving me bare before them.

The bed dips behind me just before someone kisses my shoulder, startling me slightly.

“C’mon, kitten.” Aidan’s hands slide down my arms as he speaks, letting me know who’s behind me before he pulls me back on the bed until I’m between his legs as he leans against the headboard. As I settle against his bare chest, I realize he must’ve stripped down while Oliver distracted me. His shirt and pants are gone, but I can feel the fabric of his boxers against the back of my legs.

Oliver reaches behind him, pulling his shirt over his head before quickly flicking the button of his jeans and letting them fall to the floor. He grins as my eyes roam over his fit body, clad only in tight boxer briefs, before he crawls onto the bed and between my legs.

Grabbing my hips, he pulls until I’m reclining more than sitting against Aidan before pushing my thighs apart to reveal my arousal. He hums in approval. “I need to taste you. Please, can I taste you?”

I’m nodding before his blue eyes even flicker up to me. Who in their right mind would tell a man no when he offers to go down on her? Not me—I’m not an idiot.

Oliver leans close, inhaling as his nose runs along my pussy. “You smell fucking amazing. I wonder if you’ll taste just as good?”

Aidan’s hands find my breasts at the same moment that Oliver’s tongue flicks across my clit, pulling a loud moan from my lips. My hips shift toward Oliver as Aidan rolls my nipples between his fingers and Oliver buries his face in my pussy, tongue spearing inside of me before drifting back to my clit. Another moan spills out as he slides first one, and then two, fingers inside of me, working me over on them.

A quiet, masculine groan pulls my attention away from the two men currently pleasuring me, and I can’t help but gasp at the sight that awaits me at the foot of the bed. A now naked Carter is pressing against Ty’s back as he works Ty’s cock in his hand. How had I missed them both undressing?

My mouth falls open as I glance between the two of them and Carter’s moving hand. That is so hot. Carter smirks beforebiting down on Ty’s shoulder and pulling another groan from the man before him.

“Oh, she likes that,” Oliver calls out as he glances behind him, humming when he sees the two men. “Hell, I like that.”

Ty’s eyes shoot open and meet mine. I see the uncertainty and fear there, and it makes me wonder if they’ve been with a woman who didn’t like the fact that they were also into one another.

Well, they don’t need to worry about that with me. I lick my lips before letting my eyes fall to Ty’s cock and watching as Carter’s hand continues to stroke him with an unhurried pace.

“Faster,” I gasp, not sure exactly who I’m talking to—Oliver or Carter. But it doesn’t matter because they both pick up their pace, and it’s not long before I’m clenching down on Oliver’s fingers and exploding, my orgasm pulling my body taut before I collapse against Aidan. “Holy guacamole.”

“Holy guacamole is right.” Aidan chuckles as he bites down on the spot where my shoulder and neck meet, my back bowing as a shiver runs through me. “I need to be inside of you.”

Not waiting for a response, Aidan grasps my hips and lifts me away from Oliver. He settlesme on his lap, his cock pressing against my pussy lips. I’m not sure when he shoved aside his boxers, but I can still feel them against the back of my thighs.

I squirm in Aidan’s lap, trying to reach down so that I can push him inside me. Aidan clicks his tongue, pushing my hand away.

“I see I’m not the only one who’s impatient.”

I open my mouth to snap at him, but with one thrust, he’s pushing inside of me. I struggle to get my knees beneath me, my hands landing on Aidan’s thighs as he pulls my hips down until he’s fully seated inside of me.

My eyes roll back as he tilts his hips just right, and his cock brushes against my G-spot. The sound that falls from my lips isn’t one I’ve ever made before—a needy keening noise. Then Aidan is lifting me and slamming me back down on his cock, pulling the sound from me again.

“I’m not going to last long this first time, kitten,” Aidan pants as he thrusts up into me. “Next time will be better.”

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