There were hands on both my legs now, kneading and exploring. Sliding further along until a finger brushed the very edge of my mound, which by now was totally throbbing.
“Look at her,” said Camden. “She’s totally drenched.”
He dragged a thick finger through me, tracing gentle circles along the way. Just as he reached my swollen entrance, he slid right in.
Ooohhhhh…
“Fuck. She’s like a million degrees, too.”
I wanted to scream. To flip over and spread my legs and beg them to fuck me. The ache growing inside me was overriding everything else: reason, exhaustion — anything that stood between me and these two hard bodies, ready and willing to screw me senseless.
And I absolutely couldn’t wait to be senseless.
“I’m relaxed enough,” I declared, twisting my body over. I ended up on my back, staring up at two pairs of lust-filled eyes. With a quick pull of the terrycloth belt I let my robe fall all the way open. “Have at me.”
They were on me in an instant, these two beautiful men. Kissing me. Touching me. Sliding their hands up and down my naked body, while I writhed and cooed and pulled each of their heated mouths to a different breast.
Holy fuck…
It occurred to me that everything was coming a little too easy for me. That each movement, each kiss and touch and switch-off between these two gorgeous men seemed perfectly natural, like I’d been doing it all my life.
This is insane.
Insane or not, it was the most amazing place I’d ever been — pinned down in bed, being taken care of by more than one man. Taking on the attentions and affections of two distinct lovers, each one bent on not just his own satisfaction, but mine too.
They were devouring me now — the both of them — kissing my face, my lips, my full, heaving breasts. Their fingers dipped between my legs, causing me to gasp and writhe beneath them.
“You smell delicious,” Bryce told me, adding a sly grin.
“I am delicious.”
“Prove it.”
I spread further in invitation, sighing as he kissed his way down. I could feel his hands on my thighs. His stubble brushing the sensitive skin just below my belly-button, as he dragged his mouth even lower…
Then, suddenly, everything stopped.
Their hands left my body. There was a shift on the bed, left and right, as they both sat upright.
And that’s because Roderick was standing in the doorway, arms folded across his chest.
Holy—
“Oh don’t let me interrupt,” he declared smartly, shifting his stance. One corner of his mouth curled into a bitter smirk. “You were just getting to the good part.”
Twenty-Three
KARISSA
For a few long moments, everything seemed frozen in time. Bryce and Camden staring at each other, looking for answers. Roderick leaning casually against the door jamb, as if he’d been there the whole time.
“Bro,” said Camden, after an awkward period of silence. “It’s not like this. This isn’t what you—”
“C’mon,” Roderick sneered, “do you really want to go down that road?”
Apparently he didn’t. Camden sighed in answer, his mouth going tight.
“You didn’t think I knew?” Roderick continued. “I knew the moment it happened. I saw it on your faces at breakfast the next morning. All of you.”
His eyes shifted guiltily to me before settling back on his friends again. He shook his head more in disappointment than anger.
“You’re breaking our vow.”
“And you broke it yesterday!” Bryce exclaimed suddenly. “You were with her all night!”
Roderick’s expression changed in an instant. “And how do you know that?”
“Because I snuck into her room,” said Bryce. “All I found was an empty bed, soaked from the rain.”
Another pause. Another awkward silence.
“I took her in last night,” Roderick admitted, “during the storm. She was cold. Wet.”
“I’ll bet she was,” grunted Camden.
“Look, we’re all guilty,” I cut in. “We work hard, all day long. There’s a ton of stress involved, lots of frustration. Not to mention all the built up sexual tension,” I added, “what with the three of you walking around shirtless, all pumped up from the gym…”
“Please!” Bryce laughed. “And you’re innocent? You walk around in those tiny little boy shorts all the time. The ones that hug every curve of your ass, and ride up high on the insides of your thighs.”
“So?”
“So?” he snorted. “It’s enough to drive a guy—”
“Alright,” I conceded. “Point taken.”
“Seriously, I’m talking about—”
“Like I said, we’re all guilty,” I continued. “But we’ve been charged up. I’ve been here nearly a year already, and between all three of you I haven’t seen a single girlfriend in sight. That’s unnatural! Especially considering what you look like.”
I had my robe cinched defensively as I looked them over. With their shirts off, they weren’t exactly trying to hide anything.
“What about you?” demanded Camden.
“Me too,” I admitted. “I haven’t been laid since I came down here, and it’s been building up. So when the opportunity presented itself?” I gave them half a shrug. “You can be damned sure I took it.”
The guys were looking at each now, as if deciding where to place blame. Or what to do next.
“I still can’t believe you knew,” Camden said to Roderick. “You know what we did and you took her anyway. You’re lecturing us for what we did, but then you—”
“Hey, don’t blame him,” I jumped in. I jerked my chin in Roderick’s direction. “He had every right to take me to bed. He won the bet.”
If their expressions were unbelieving before, they were absolutely incredulous now. Bryce’s jaw dropped. Camden scratched furiously at his head.
“Wedding planner,” he suddenly blurted.
“No.”
Bryce snapped his fingers. “Drill sergeant!” he said. “You were in the military, or—”
“She’s a cop,” said Roderick.
“Was a cop,” I corrected him quickly.
The others glanced at each other, looking utterly crestfallen. Their little weekly game was over. They’d lost.
“Damn,” Bryce swore. “So close.”
It was awkward now, lying between them. Subconsciously I bunched my robe a little tighter around my body.
“Look, we weren’t supposed to do this again,” Roderick eventually growled. “It’s one thing
