Page 4 of For the Boys

All their eyes seem to trail up my body and land on my face at the same time, but Drew is the one to speak next. “Who would have thought that Tilly Hart had such a banging body under all those baggy sweatshirts?”

“Well,” I start, stepping a little further into the room. “None of you ever asked to see, so…”

Something so forward would never come out of my mouth—like ever. I don’t know if it’s the liquor or the want to really say fuck all caution in me, but I can’t help myself. Whatever it is they want, I’ll fucking give it to them, and I’m sure any girl would do the same. How could I not?

They’re all gorgeous in their own way, and after tonight, I never have to see them again if I don’t want to. I can’t picture a better way to leave town.

They all exchange a look with smirks on their faces, almost like there is some unspoken language between them. “Damn. You’re already making my dick hard.” Isaac chuckles before Vincent stands from the futon and makes his way toward me.

He circles me like a lion examining its next kill, making my heart thump harder against my rib cage. “Tilly, Tilly, Tilly,” he speaks softly, finally stopping behind me. “I thought I would be left to play with my boys all alone tonight. That we would have to make our own movie.”

“Movie?” I look to Isaac. He never said anything about that.

I can feel Vincent nod behind me as he grips my hips lightly. “You’d look good on camera.”

I want to say no, but what better way to commemorate a new me than a sex tape? One I can look back on and reminisce. “Isaac never mentioned a movie.”

Isaac raises a brow in challenge and throws my own words back at me. “You never asked.”

I roll my eyes. How was I supposed to? I don’t think the first thought in anyone’s head when they agree to a hook up is to ask if we’re going to make our own porno, but fuck it.

I turn in Vincent’s hold then lock my arms around his neck. “What happens with it when we’re done?”

He lowers his face closer to mine. “You get a copy, and we get a copy—no one else”

“That’s it?”

He nods again. “That’s it.”

“Consider this a commemoration of sorts,” Drew speaks up behind me. “We’ve done everything together and want a little memento, so to speak, before we all part ways.”

The thought of them not being together is wild to me. For years, it’s always been the three of them. I know after high school things change. Hell, they’ve already changed for me, and I’ll be leaving, but I never stopped to think things would change for them too.

“I’ll start work with my dad,” he continues. “And Isaac is moving to the east coast. We’re all just going our separate ways and we want to leave with a good memory. Something fun and something we’ve never done. If you don’t want to, we won’t force you. I know we have a less than stellar rep, but we aren’t exactly what everyone says.”

For a split second, the thought is crazy, but the more I mull it over in my mind, the more I realize they’re doing exactly what I’m doing.

I shake my head and glance over my shoulder. “No. I’ll do it. I’m down.”

The serious look that seemed to fall over Drew’s face disappears and a smile graces his lips. “Good.”

I kind of just stand there like a deer in the headlights and wait for their next move. Because no matter how badly I want this–how badly I need it–I still don’t know what to do or what exactly they’re asking from me.

Of course, sex is self-explanatory, but sex with three men and once? Yeah… Never done that.

“You getting nervous now, Red?” Isaac laughs.

I shake my head and shake out my shoulders just like I did in the bathroom. “I’m just not sure what to do from here. Is there a method or…?”

“A method?” Vincent echoes. “How bout we just start with your hard no’s and then we’ll take the lead.” he winks.

I nod and bite my lip. “I don’t do anal.”

Vincent raises his brow while glancing over my shoulder at the other boys then back to me. “No anal. Noted. What else?”

I give another shrug. “That’s my only no. I’m open to at least try anything else.”

Vincent moves in even closer, pressing his front to mine, but doesn’t say anything else. Instead, he leans down again and inhales the scent of my hair while running his lips over my collarbone. I get so lost in the moment, in the hot touch of his skin against mine, that I don’t even notice the other boys standing up until their bodies are crowded behind me.

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