"You taste like summer," Beau whispers, then kisses me hard.
His hunger unravels as I receive him. His other hand finds my shoulder first, nonchalantly exploring that bit of bare skin before it goes wandering over my breasts. He holds one firmly, squeezing and massaging until he hears me moan. He licks my upper lips and gazes deep into my eyes as he fondles me, as he touches and claims every inch of me.
"Beau…" I manage, my eyes damn near rolling in my head when his fingers lift the bottom of my dress and his fingers trail invisible lines up my thigh. His touch is electric, thousands of jolts running through my body and gathering in my belly.
"I know you're ready for me," he says.
Instinctively, I part my legs as his hand moves between them. I suck in a breath when his fingertips glide over the cotton fabric of my panties and he feels the wetness seeping through.
His smile dissolves into a hungry glare as he kisses me. It's a hard and possessive kiss, his breath intensifying as he pulls the fabric aside so he can slide his fingers between my wet folds.
"Oh… yes…" I hiss when he finds my swollen nub ready for him. "I'm ready for you."
"Good."
The sound of doors opening freezes me in the chaise lounge, but his smile befuddles me. "Who's there?" I ask, my voice but a whisper.
Isaac is joined by Noah and Levi.
"All of you?" I ask.
"You're safe," Isaac says. "We just wanted to join the fun."
Levi smiles broadly, the first to come closer. His gray shirt is tight and stretched over his chest, a few curls of reddish hair poking out from the base of the V-neck collar. His jeans are even tighter, a bold erection catching my attention.
"We're all crazy about you Stella," he says, his voice low and dripping with desire.
What do you mean?" I mumble and moan at the same time as Beau adds his thumb into the process, pressing my clit as more tension gathers in my core.
Isaac kneels on the other side of my chaise lounge and kisses me softly on the lips. "Do you want us to leave?"
"No, no, I don't…"
"Then why stop?" Noah replies, slipping out of his jeans and shirt. He stands next to his brother, and I'm dumbfounded and horny.
I stare at them, my pussy tightening and pulsating hungrily as Beau's fingers curl inward in an intensifying rhythm.
"We all want you," Levi adds, his fingers trailing up my calf as he bites his lower lip.
I want them, all of them, and they're actually here, hard as fuck and eager to be a part of this.
It's crazy. It's like something out of a movie, but it's not a movie, it's not fiction, it's actually happening.
I have two choices now. If I say no, they will respect my decision, but Beau slips a third finger into the conversation, stretching my pussy, and all I can do is spread my legs wider as Isaac pulls the top of my dress down, revealing my lace bra.
Don't stop," is pretty much what's left for me to say.
This. Is. Happening.
I want it to happen.
Screw everything I knew before. Screw tomorrow and whatever comes next.
This is happening, and I am a more than willing participant.
As if unleashed, the four men exchange shadowy glances before they proceed to tease me to the brink of madness.