Or, at least that was one version of how I saw it going down. In all honesty, knowing her stubborn streak, our Elle would have forced us to pull the truth out with a thoroughly kinky spanking. Then, and only then, would she have confessed.
My dick got hard at the idea. Safe to say, I kind of hoped she opted for the stubborn route. Seeing her round, sweet ass all red and that tight pussy of hers creaming with delight at all the new sensations ticked major boxes for me. Fuck yes! I knew for a fact no one had touched her body the way we would.
“Hello, beautiful. Are you okay?”
Elle wrinkled her nose when we walked up to the bar where she stood. She didn’t like compliments, but we would change that shit soon enough. She thought beauty and her didn’t belong in the same sentence, which was utter bullshit. She ran circles around women who bought their beauty, the ones who made millions off their looks.
No one matched Elle’s classic beauty. Not in our college days and especially not now. Parked outside her house earlier, Cade and I agreed this would be our last season. Our contracts expired after this year, and we would not be renewing them. This was it and all of me wanted to jump up and click my heels like some damn leprechaun.
Football fell to the back of my mind when we should be razor-focused with the season opening in two days. Tonight would be our last night in Seattle for a couple of weeks, and I didn’t have a clue as to how we would convince Elle to travel with us. All I could think about was her supple skin, her tight beautiful body and how her pretty nipples turned a pretty berry red for me.
Dim lights cast a halo of light around our girl where she stood at the bar, her back to us. She wore her Snow-White black hair pinned back in another off-the-shoulder style I couldn’t wait to let loose. Her voluptuous legs looked killer left bare by her short skirt and the tight leather bodice encasing her plump breasts… fuck.
Beside her sat her name tag, a glass of water, and a tube of lipstick.
She turned, a smile pulling at her lips. But the shine in her eyes caught my attention.
“Boys,” she cooed in a Southern sweetness that always made my cock harder than steel. Red lipstick the shade of Sunday sins drew my eyes.
A switch flipped inside me from one second to the next. On our way over here Cade and I had agreed maybe we should take it slower, ease off a bit and set our sights lower to having drinks and dinner, but seeing her in leather and her sweet kissable lips painted such a cock-teasing color I changed that and fast.
One looked at my buddy, and I knew we were on the same page. Bed, bar, table...location didn’t matter, but the mood did and this place would do just fine with its low lights and the soft music I knew hadn’t turned itself on.
Sexy confidant Elle wanted what we didn’t finish the other night in the club. And we would give it to her.
On one condition.
“Where’s the security room, baby?”
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Elle
Looking sexy and pulling off sexy with the walk and talk didn’t come natural to me. Sure, I played a part as a waitress and earned good tips, but I did that for money. With Jace and Cade I didn’t want anything fake between us for my one night with them.
Jace excused himself to find the security room and Cade took up all of my personal space. The heat of his body enveloped mine seconds before I fell into his open, possessive arms. No words. No preamble. Just a I’m here, and this is happening kind of expression on his handsome face.
I loved it. Not sure how they read my mind, but I sure hoped all the clues I laid out for them worked and by all accounts, I think they did. Cade couldn’t take his eyes off my lips.
I didn’t want to talk either. Too many things could be said and promised, and none of us could afford that happening.
I wanted them to use my body. And then tomorrow I would call my mother and accept the job in Miami.
His lips were on mine and his tongue swiping across my lower lip. Strong, rough hands pressed on my shoulders and rubbed the length of my arms. After taking my hands in his, he placed them on his shoulders.
“Keep them there,” he husked warmly.
I moaned when his slid down the baby soft leather bodice pinning my boobs high and sighed when I felt the tug of the zipper start to ease.
“Where’s Jace?”
“Turning off the security cameras. We don’t want any sex tapes making the rounds.”
My lips formed an O.
A second pair of hands settled on my hips, and he pulled me against a hard body. A massive ridge pressed into my ass, and a hungry noise slipped from my throat at the promise.
“We have unfinished business,” he whispered against the shell of my ear.
Power swirled around them like a force of protection and hunger so overwhelming it felt alive. So thick it filled the room and made the hair on my arms rise from the currents rushing through the ample space.
Four hands slid over my skin and teased every inch as Cade exposed my breasts to the cool air. I shuddered and shook in their arms. A little more and the zipper came undone, leaving my plump breasts free to bounce.
“More beautiful every time I see you,” Cade growled, his jaw clenched, eyes burning into mine.
“She tastes like fucking candy from heaven and looks just as sweet.” Jace’s words were murmured in between licks and nibbles across my neck and down my spine. It
