“Then let’s not make it this.” I don’t even know what I’m saying, but I agree with it as soon as it leaves my mouth. I pull him down to kiss me.
He moans into my lips, taking control. I open for him, and his tongue thoroughly assaults my mouth, obliterating any bad thoughts. This, I can handle. Jacob and I are an eventuality. He wanted to take it slow, but this was going to happen.
“I’m so sorry you have to do this,” he breathes.
“Sex with you won’t be a chore,” I tell him, my core already heating in response to his demanding kiss.
He yanks my hips to meet his, and I’m greeted with his erect cock, lengthening right through his tactical pants. “Never,” he says. “But I’m not used to an audience.”
My nipples peak. The experience I had with Oscar and Brawler in the strip club flashes through my mind. “It can be fun,” I breathe.
He groans, nipping at my neck, turning my body to molten fire in the process. I grab the hem of his shirt and pull up. He grabs the material in the back and helps me take it off, the typical guy move that’s hot as fuck. I work my hands over the hard planes of his chest. He’s been putting that weight set in his room to good use because this body has been labored over. Cut with long training hours and sweat.
I kiss the dip between his pecs, and he moves my chin up to claim my lips again. His grip settles onto my hips, his touch just shy of biting as he pulls me toward him with needier movements.
He growls as he grabs my shirt and pulls it from my head. He reaches for me again, moving his hands down to cup my ass. It isn’t as if Magnum hasn’t seen me naked before, but this time, it’s for him. He has the control. He’s the one who gets to touch me, and if his cock is anything to go by, he’s enjoying every moment of it.
I am too.
The door to the back room clicks, and Magnum freezes. I kiss him back with more fervor. We can’t stop this now. It’s done. Plus, I don’t want this to stop now.
For Johnny’s part, he’s quiet as he moves back into our space. The bubble that Magnum and I have made for ourselves. The back of my neck tingles, so I know he’s in the room, but he’s not making himself known. He’s giving us this.
“I want you,” I whisper to Jacob.
He moans, and my words do what kissing him couldn’t. He ignores Johnny and pushes my leggings down my thighs. I kick my shoes off and then step out of my leggings and socks, so I’m standing there in my bra and panties. His hands come up to cup my breasts, and I gasp at his firm touch.
The chair Johnny was sitting in creaks.
I undo the button on Magnum’s pants and push them to the ground while I kiss him with everything I have. It’s a desperate kiss. A hundred emotions I tried to keep at bay swim to the surface, and I put them all into the kiss, sweeping my tongue over his like we’re in a private duel.
He teases my nipple through my sports bra, and I moan. “Yes.”
With a hand tight around my back, he pushes my shoulders back as he trails his lips down my chest before capturing my nipple in his mouth, sucking it right through the fabric of my bra. He gives it a sweet bite, and my pussy clenches.
With one hand, he unclasps my bra, and I don’t think I was ever so happy to take it off in my life. Now bare-breasted, he plays with each peak until I’m taut with want.
“Jacob,” I breathe.
He moans into my skin, purring his approval at my use of his real name. He dips his hand over my stomach and under the band of my panties. He caresses my slick pussy before pushing a finger inside. I grab a hold of his upper arms, moving in tandem with his touch.
The chair creaks again, and I wonder if he’s getting any pictures of this. Or if he’s upset or—
Jacob presses into my clit, and I gasp. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“I want to come on you,” I breathe.
Jacob bends, picking me up by the backs of my thighs and takes me over to the arm of the couch. He sits me on