When he reached my chair he planted a hand on the armrest and leaned down until his face was close to mine. He smelled like soap, spicy deodorant, and minty toothpaste.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun with you.”
“Telling you what to do,” Riley added.
Harper nodded. “Giving orders. To you and each other.”
Logan kissed me hard, pressing his lips against mine and pushing my head against the headrest of the chair. I sighed beneath his touch, savoring the warmth that was radiating off his body.
Over by the door, Harper turned the deadbolt. “We’re the only Rangers here, but better safe than sorry.”
“What about Bubba?” I asked.
“Bubba’s smart enough to leave us alone,” Riley said while walking over to me. He shouldered Logan out of the way and lifted me up into his arms. “There’s one thing we haven’t done, you know.”
I bit my lip. “There is?”
“All of us,” he said, voice barely higher than a whisper. “At the same time.”
“We want you,” Harper agreed.
Logan’s voice was a deep rumble to my right. “If you can handle it.”
I responded by kissing Riley. He kissed me back eagerly, hands sliding along my waist and up my back. His fingers were warm and soothing, and I leaned into his body. Pressing myself against him, feeling the bulge in his pants growing more firm.
I let Riley guide me over to one of the bunks. I had to duck my head as he lowered me to the sheets, which were softer than I would have expected in a Park Ranger cabin. All thoughts about the bed’s softness disappeared as Riley covered me with his hard body, smothering me with his muscles while kissing along my cheek, my neck, my collarbone.
Harper sat on the next bed, where he could watch us. Logan was on the other side of me, sitting in the chair I had just occupied. I moaned under their collective gaze. We’d had plenty of sex where one of the guys watched, but this was the first time where two of them were watching. It turned me on twice as much.
I couldn’t wait to see what they would do to me.
Riley pulled on my shirt. I leaned forward so he could pull it over my head, leaving me topless. He kissed me until I was laying back again, then began licking his way down to my breasts. He cupped one in his fingers and swirled his tongue around the nipple. Waves of electric pleasure cascaded through my chest. I tensed, then sighed back into the bed.
“I think you should finger her pussy,” Logan said from the chair.
Riley looked up from my breast. A lock of his chestnut hair was draped over his face, and he brushed it away before grinning at me. “You think so?”
“I’m with Logan,” Harper said on the other side. “Rub her until she squirms.”
“What do you think?” Riley asked me.
I glanced at the two men watching. “I think you’d better do what they say.”
“I’m good at following directions.”
Riley pulled my sweatpants off slowly. Over my thighs, then my knees, then down my calves and ankles. I wanted him to go faster, to rip them off. His casualness was a tease. He did the same with my panties, even slower this time. By the time my lower half was nude I was dying for him to touch me.
Yet he still held back. He kissed me on the lips again, a long French kiss like he had all the time in the world. His hands stayed on the bed. I kissed him harder, eager to feel his touch.
I ached for him. I was dying for him. And when I thought I might burst with nervous impatience, a hand slid over my thigh and touched my sensitive place. Two fingers rubbed up and down my drenched pussy, then pushed inside. I moaned into his kiss as he fingered me on the bed.
“Make her taste it,” Harper suddenly said.
Logan nodded, eyes wide and eager.
Riley twisted his fingers inside of me, hitting new nerve endings, before sliding his fingers out. He opened my jaw with one hand and slid his glistening fingers into my mouth with the other, making me taste my own juices.
I didn’t mind my own taste, although it normally wasn’t something I was excited about. But Riley doing it because Harper and Logan were controlling our actions? It made it hotter somehow. Like we were sexual puppets, dancing however the other two men wanted. I wrapped my lips around Riley’s fingers