Page 5 of For the Boys

“Anything?” Drew whispers, leaning his face over my shoulder so it’s level Vincent.

“Anything,” I repeat.

CHAPTER FOUR

I’m notsure what I’m expecting to happen next, but what does isn’t it. It’s no secret the boys do things together, but they’re never open with it. I’ve seen them hug, or clap each other on the back after a game, but never ever have I seen anything more.

Drew inches his face forward just a touch more grabbing Vincent’s attention. They both smile, and the look in their eyes alone has heat flooding to my stomach. Vincent closes the small gap between them, pressing his lips against Drew’s, all while their hands caress my sides along with Isaac’s. Their mouths open and close, almost like they’re battling with their lips to show who is more dominant, and I get glimpses of their tongues flicking one another.

My entire body breaks out in chills as they make out over my shoulder and it makes me want a taste of all the sexual want dripping in the air. Turning my head, I look at Isaac who is watching them just as intently as me, and take the leap, pushing my lips against his. He welcomes my advance, opening his mouth so I can slide my tongue inside and get a taste of the liquor he had earlier, and the lingering mint no doubt from his toothpaste or the menthol cigarettes he’s always smoking between joints.

I cup Isaac’s face with one hand and I trail the other up Vincent’s arm, all the way to his neck, and lace my fingers into his curly hair. I tug it lightly, urging him to continue with Drew, but he breaks their kiss with a growl.

“Easy, Tilly. The lead up is the best part,” He smiles, snaking away from Drew and moving toward Isaac.

Their lips lock next and the visual has my breath catching in my throat. As they begin to kiss, Drew leans down again and runs his teeth over my neck. He nips and bites me lightly, all while taking small breaks to look at Vincent and Isaac. Whatever it is they want, I’ll fucking give it to them.

All three sets of hands shift to me as Vincent and Isaac break their kiss, and suddenly, I’m nervous again. All attention is turned on to me, but as soon as their mouths open, it dissipates.

“So perfect,” Isaac mumbles, brushing his knuckles from my knee up to the hem of my skirt.

“The best lips. I can’t wait to see them locked around my cock,” Vincent echoes after, reaching up and running his thumb across my bottom lip.

Drew lets a moan sound out from deep in his throat as they speak, and it has me mimicking the action.

“Fuck,” I all but whine. Already, with a few simple touches and kisses, I’m ready to melt into a puddle right here on the floor.

“You like what you hear, Red?” Isaac questions.

I nod and bite my bottom lip.

Vincent shakes his head and glances at Drew as they both smile. “Words, baby. Use them, understand?”

“Understood,” I croak out.

They all seem to grin the exact same way with my answer. Stepping away, Vincent and Drew move toward the bed. Isaac’s fingers continue to creep further up until they’re under my skirt as I watch the other boys move. With every step or motion they make, he inches his hand even further, until his fingertip breaches the hem of my panties. Lightly, he teases the sensitive skin where my thigh meets my hips but doesn’t dare go further.

My chest rises and falls in a quick rhythm, and my breaths come out shaky and unstable. I reach down and clasp my hand around his, urging him to take the final leap and skim his knuckles where I really want—where I really need them—but he stops me, locking his hand in place.

“Not so fast. Enjoy the ride,” he coos.

I close my eyes and shake my head lightly. “The ride is slow and boring.”

“Boring?” He smiles, removing his hand completely. “She doesn’t like being teased, boys,” he calls out, stepping away from me and moving toward where Drew and Vincent are setting up the camera at the foot of the bed.

Vincent snaps his eyes from the small display on the camera and moves them to me. “We have all night, baby. Just take it slow. I promise there are enough of us to go around.”

“And around again,” Drew laughs.

“Prove it.” I challenge, crossing my arms over my chest.

Drew steps forward, leaving Isaac and Vincent behind him, until he’s right in front of me. “How bout you show us how bad you want it first? A little tit for tat.”

I lick my teeth and tip my head to the side. “And how do you suppose I do that?”

He shrugs and juts his head toward the bed. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed.”

The room grows silent as they look at me, waiting, and now it’s my turn to tease them. I unfold my arms slowly and let them fall to my sides, then stand there, stock still, keeping my eyes on them.

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