Scott and I glance at each other in shock. A smile spreads across my lips and I raise my brows in question. He heaves a sigh and jerks a nod at me in response. I bite my lip, not wanting to force him into a position that makes him feel uncomfortable, but I see desire flare in his bright blue eyes. Ok, he’s up for it. Excellent.

Confident, I turn back to Brennan. “Sure.”

He leads us through the crowd of disappointed and envious girls to a hidden and private elevator through a door at the back of the main part of the club. He uses a key card to get the doors open and to get to the penthouse suite at the top of the building.

Fancy.

Scott and I exchange more raised brows behind Brennan’s back. I fight back a hysterical giggle, unable to believe what’s about to happen. What I’m about to do. What I’m about to do with Scott and our modern Gatsby. This is insane.

The elevator finally arrives on the top floor, relieving some of the tension in the small space. The doors open to reveal a room decorated almost exactly like the club. All white, gold, and indigo. I can’t decide if it’s charming or ridiculous and narcissistic. Possibly all three at the same time.

Based on the snort escaping Scott, I know which one he thinks it is. I avoid his eyes, not wanting to break into laughter and ruin the mood.

Suddenly, the force of two hot men’s eyes are trained on me. I gulp and dart my eyes back and forth between them, wondering what the hell I’m supposed to do. It’s not like I’ve had any experience with this before other than my fantasies. And all my fantasies began in the middle, not the awkward beginning.

Thankfully, Brennan seems to have no problem getting the party started. He meets me in the middle of the room and cups my jaw, bringing his mouth down to mine. His lips are soft and taste of his expensive champagne. I raise my hands to the lapels of his suit, fisting them and pulling him against me harder. The floor vibrates in an altogether pleasing way from the thump of the bass downstairs.

Scott doesn’t take long to join us, pulling me away from Brennan, and into a dizzying kiss. Four hands brush and glide along my skin—up my arms, across my back, down my neck. Their hands are everywhere.

Brennan takes me back into his arms, Scott letting me go with reluctance.

I feel Scott come up behind me, his hands gliding up the sides of my thighs through the fringe until they rest on my hips. His lips kiss and nip along the sides and back of my neck as Brennan plunders my mouth. My body starts to tremble as they sandwich me between them. Lines of fire sweep up and down and through me with each touch. I’m a live-wire bursting with energy and volts, so close to exploding, to turning into nothing but flames.

They switch positions somehow, without a word spoken between them. Is there some set of instructions I didn’t get? A manual I haven’t read? Something that explains how the hell to act in the middle of a threesome?

Apparently, my role is basically to just take it. Which I’m perfectly okay with.

Scott’s mouth descends to mine and I’m wrapped in familiarity. His lips know just the way I love being kissed, my body snuggles into his like a missing puzzle piece. I wind my arms around his neck, pressing my tits into his chest, my hard and aching nipples rubbing against him.

Brennan raises the skirt of my dress up, his fingers grazing the inside of my thighs and gliding over the globes of my ass. Scott reaches behind me and slides the zipper down on my dress to the middle of my back. Brennan finishes the job when he realizes Scott can’t reach any farther. The dress doesn’t slip to the floor like it would in a movie since the straps are still on my shoulders, but it definitely gives them both better access.

Their hands and lips are everywhere, growing more frenzied. I’m barely able to remain standing, I shake so hard and my knees become so weak.

Both sets of their teeth nibble at the sides of my neck and up to my ears. Scott’s hands dip into the front of the bodice of my dress and he tweaks my nipples. I suck in a hard breath and lean back against Brennan, needing some anchor against the assault on my senses. With hands on my tits and hands on my thighs and ass, I am almost overcome, verging on a full on swoon.

They guide me over to and through a door into a room showcasing Brennan’s ridiculously massive bed. Apparently, he enjoys multiple partners in his bed. No judgments from me. I’m really starting to see the draw.

They peel the dress from me, leaving me clad in only my indigo thong and heels. Brennan chuckles smugly when he sees the color of my panties. I smile at him before I kiss Scott again. Brennan kneels down at my feet and begins to worship each one of my legs with his mouth. He trails nips and kisses and licks up and down the sensitive backs of my calves and thighs, coming teasingly close to my core, but never close enough. Scott palms my boobs and leans down to take my nipples in his mouth, flicking at them and swirling around them with his tongue. My fingers dig into Scott’s skin and I toss my head back, staring at the indigo ceiling.

Just as I’m certain I’ll collapse, Scott lifts me onto the bed, he and Brennan crawling on either side of me. I kick off my heels and they land somewhere with the rest of my clothes. They each take a nipple into their mouths, sucking until I arch off the bed and dig my fingers into the gold comforter.

Scott releases my tit, and kisses me again, his tongue plunging deep into my open mouth. I return his kiss with enthusiasm, letting go of the blanket and digging my fingers into his hair, sliding our tongues together, sucking at his bottom lip. Brennan continues tonguing my nipple, and plucks at the other with his fingers. I moan into Scott’s mouth and he kisses me harder, possessively, claiming me.

Brennan nudges him out of the way, and they switch places. Brennan’s kiss is skillful, soft but confident. None of the passion of Scott, but hot nonetheless.

Brennan leaves my mouth and two sets of lips kiss me all over. I can’t keep my eyes open and keep track of who’s touching what part of me. Every single one of my muscles tighten and my breaths come faster and faster with each moment of bliss.

At last, a hand dips past my thong and into my drenched and aching pussy. Fingers slide over and circle my clit before entering my slick channel, pumping in and out. Another hand joins, rubbing at my nub. My thong slips down my legs, disappearing somewhere in the room. I spread my legs wide, the heels of my feet pressed together like a prayer, and open my eyes to see the two men pleasuring me. Brennan is the one finger fucking me while Scott focuses on my clit. I groan loud at the sight of them.

They both keep their hands on my pussy, but stretch up on either sides of me to re-latch onto my nipples with their mouths. Their heads bobbing up and down on me blocks my view of their hands, but it doesn’t stop me from feeling each thrust, each rub, each pinch.

My body stiffens even further, my chest tightening with ragged breaths. My cunt clenches and clamps down on Brennan’s fingers as my body arches and spasms, and moans fall from my lips. They don’t let up as I cry out and writhe beneath their mouths and hands. White, gold, and indigo swirl together into a drunken looking rainbow and my ears pop from the force of the climax.

Two smug grins greet me when I finally open my eyes. Too weak and sated to smile or laugh back, I settle for an internal snort. They sure are proud of themselves.

Not that I have any complaints.

Well, maybe one.

“Why am I the only one naked?” I ask.

“It’s hotter that way.” Scott smirks.

Is it? Or are they not quite ready to have two hard dicks flying about in the room. Though I can’t deny the hotness of being completely bare in front of these gorgeous suited up men. Especially when they stare at me like I’m some sort of passing dream they’re terrified they’ll wake up from.

I roll my eyes. “Sure.”

In some sort of primal instinct, the two guys move in an almost disturbing synchronism, sliding down until they’re perched over my pussy. Brennan pinches and pulls apart my lips, holding them open for Scott to dive down and grind his mouth into my clit.

Fuck.

I let out a shriek as Scott performs his magic down there. He is way too fucking good at that. I’d almost forgotten. He laps at me with greed, licking up every drop of desire from my core, moaning as I soak his face with more.

Apparently realizing Scott isn’t coming up for air any time soon voluntarily, Brennan releases my lips and nudges Scott over. Scott raises his head with a growl, causing a delicious shiver to overtake me.

Brennan grins and brings his tongue down against me, not bothering to wait for Scott to get completely out of the way. Brennan takes soft, shallow licks, barely grazing my clit, focusing more on swirling his tongue around the edge of my hole. It feels good, but it’s nothing spectacular. For such a good kisser, he doesn’t really have a handle on oral. Maybe he usually doesn’t care about getting a woman off this way.

Scott must be a good influence.

Which is a thought I never expected to enter into my head.

Scott searches my face and frowns. He seems to read my lack of enthusiasm and looks down at what Brennan’s doing. Scott rolls his eyes and shoves him back, cutting off Brennan’s offended cry with a slicing motion with his hand. He grabs my legs, and jerks me to the end of the bed so that my feet dangle almost to the floor and my ass barely remains on the mattress.

Scott and Brennan slide off the bed and kneel between my legs, Brennan looking confused and Scott looking smug and determined.

There is nothing hotter or sexier than seeing a man’s head between my legs. At least that’s what I believed until I had two men’s heads between my legs.

Fuck.

“She likes it this way, dude,” Scott says. He buries his face back into the core of my wet heat, his mouth ravaging my tender skin with nips and sucks and harsh licks.

I prop myself up on my elbows to get a better view. My head spins as I watch these two guys kneel at my feet to worship me like a damn goddess. At least, that’s how it is in my mind.

Scott leans back for Brennan to try again. He does a better job of it this time, but he’s still nowhere near as good as Scott. But then again, who is?

I slump back onto the mattress, no longer able to hold myself upright. Playtime and the tutoring session is over. Now, they mean business. I toss my arms across my closed eyes, trying to stay still as tongues and fingers slide through my cunt.

I’m unable to keep track of who is doing what as fingers pump and curl inside me and two tongues flick over my pussy. I’m pretty sure they both have fingers up me based on how stretched I feel. I hear Scott whisper to Brennan, but I’m too far gone for any of it to penetrate my hearing.

They prop my legs on the foot-board and they reach even more of me. Scott had gotten me into the same position on that amazing night that feels so long ago. He starts doing the same things to me tonight that he did to me then. He licks me bottom to top over and over. He fucks me with his tongue. He forces me legs down and open as wide as they’ll go.

Brennan licks my clit while Scott keeps tongue fucking me. Both of them reach up and roll and pluck at my nipples and knead at my tits.

Fire laps across my skin and lust and desire boil through me. I’m coming undone, breaking apart into fiery ashes, swirling and floating across the room. For a moment, I forget my name, their names, where I am. I am nothing but a ball of pleasure bobbing through the air.

They don’t stop.

Instead, they just change positions. Scott takes over my clit and Brennan starts pushing his stiff tongue in and out of me. They move along to the beat of the bass still pumping through the floor, vibrating the bed. Will just one man ever be enough for me again? And we haven’t even fucked yet.

Scott’s teeth graze against my swollen flesh and I gasp. Brennan’s tongue isn’t as long as Scott’s but it’s fatter, stretching me a little more. The second climax still rages through me, but as soon as Scott pulls his trick of sucking my clit hard into his mouth, I scream. I buck so hard they’re forced away from me to keep from getting kneed or kicked in the face.

The room spins behind my closed eyes and I fight to regain my breath and senses. Fuck, that was intense.

When things finally steady and I can breathe without hiccuping, I open move my arms and open my eyes. They stare at me, satisfaction and lust burning in their eyes.

With a smile, I get up on my still trembling hands and knees and crawl down the bed to them. “You’re turn.” I reach out and grab the waistbands of their pants, jerking them close as I kneel at the edge of the bed. It’s low enough, the bulges in their pants are at the perfect angle.

I tilt my head up to kiss Scott and then Brennan, tasting myself on their lips. While we kiss, I work on their belts and buttons and zippers, freeing them from the prisons of their trousers, wrapping my fingers around the bases of their cocks.

I pull back and eye them with hunger. I lick my lips as I’m greeted by the sight of their dicks pointed at me. Scott’s is familiar and still massive. I haven’t forgotten a centimeter of him. He’s still a little on the intimidating side even though I know he fits inside me perfectly.

Brennan is smaller. Actually a little disturbingly similar to Adam. Hopefully he knows how to use his better than Adam ever did. If not, I’m sure Scott can give him some pointers. He seems to be a pretty fast learner.

I take Scott into my mouth first, but stroke Brennan with my hand. It doesn’t take long for Scott to take control, sliding his fingers through my hair, holding my head steady while he starts to thrust into my mouth. I love it when he fucks my mouth.

My hand tightens on Brennan’s cock and I pump faster. They both moan low in their throats, sending shots of heat to my pussy. I pull away from Scott and he releases my head. I fondle his huge balls before wrapping my fingers around him as I plunge my mouth over Brennan.

He stays still instead of taking control like Scott. Which I prefer since there’s no trust between us like there is with Scott. I take him all the way into my mouth with ease, flicking my tongue back and forth across the underside of his cock. I rub my thumb over the tip of Scott’s in the same movement. They both moan again.

I smile a little around the dick in my mouth.

My jaw aching a little, I slip off of Brennan and take him back into my hand, pumping their cocks in sync. Their eyes are closed and their pelvises jerk forward with each stroke.I have two beautiful men in my control. Two beautiful cocks in my hands. I run my tongue over first Brennan’s head and then Scott’s. My pussy pulses, primed for more fun already. I tug on their dicks a little, bringing them close together, the sides of their dicks touching. Their eyes pop wide and they stare at me with surprise and questions in their expressions.

I give them an impish smile in return and take both of them into my mouth at the same time. I can’t get much farther than just the tips, my mouth not big enough to handle them both. I’ve never done anything so hot before.

One of them sucks in a loud breath and the other one releases a shuddering sigh. I swirl my tongue over their heads, keeping a tight hold to the bases of their cocks. I’m giddy with power and lust.

Finally, I decide I’ve tortured them enough. I focus on Brennan first, sucking hard and bobbing fast while I continue Scott’s hand-job. It doesn’t take long for Brennan to swell and stiffen against my tongue, shooting his load into my mouth. As soon as he’s spent and I’ve swallowed it all down, I return to Scott, moving slowly, waiting for him to start fucking my face again., licking the droplets of pre-cum from the tip of him.

It only takes half a second for Scott to oblige. He shoves into me so hard it makes me gag, but I don’t care. I take every bit of his pummeling, groaning around him. Both of his hands are in my hair, tugging at the strands, sending shots of heat down low in my belly.

And then he gets even bigger and his familiar taste washes away the taste of Brennan, leaving only Scott in his wake.