I had a connecting flight in Houston, Texas, a place I’ve never been to in my life. I took a little time and looked around. The area I was in was surrounded by restaurants, cafes, and bars. People were buying beer at 9 a.m. like it was nothing. Maybe it wasn’t a big deal for them, but it surprised me.I made my way to the bathroom and wondered if I should put my makeup on now and change into my ‘hotel outfit’ here, or if I should wait until I landed in Vegas. I had another hour to wait here at the airport before my next flight. And then another hour or so on the flight. I decided it was best to wait. I’m sure the airport people had seen it countless times, so it didn’t bother me.I went to one of the restaurants and ordered the breakfast I’d skipped earlier. Just a sausage biscuit and some coffee and took them over to the waiting area for my flight. After I ate, I grew bored with just sitting there, so I started to watch a video on YouTube about where to go in Vegas. The Rome brother
“Explain.” He’d looked me up and down only to sigh with annoyance. His voice was tinged with that same flare of aggravation“May I come in?” I looked around the hallway, even though I knew we were the only people that could be in the hallway. Security ensured that. “Why? I think you’ve got a story to tell but it would seem that… hmm,” he paused to tap at the doorframe with a thick index finger. “It would appear there was a lie somewhere along the way and I hate liars.” “I know, and it wasn’t meant to be this way, but I didn’t know how to fix it, once it all started.” “Right.” He stroked his smooth, bare chin with that same index finger and let his eyes wander from my lips to my cleavage. I held my breath and waited. “Come in, explain to us what exactly ‘it’ is and how it happened.” “Thank you.” I’d hoped I’d get this chance and now that I had, relief flooded through every muscle in my body. “I really appreciate it.” “Mmhmm, follow me.” He walked me through a white hallway and int
“Please.” Was the only answer I gave. Michael’s lips found mine then, no longer a tease, but an insistent demand for entry. My lips opened and I followed his lead. His hand came up to cup the right side of my face, so I did the same, as I tangled my tongue with his. With a quick suck that made my knees shake, Michael finally pulled away and wiped at his mouth with a grin. “Good.” I looked up at them all. These men that now looked at me as if they’d undressed me a thousand times but had never seen me before. They knew every fantasy I had because of those texts and knew that I was open to what they wanted. “Are you sure? Because you aren’t taking us on one at a time, Nicolette. You’ll have all four of us, in you, on you, around you.” Michael leaned back in to whisper to me. “You may even have more than one of us inside you at the same fucking time.” “Oh,” I said again, my brain frozen with that thought, with the naughtiness of it. Was it even possible? I wanted to find out, that’s a
Daniel was the one that brought me out of the pool, the one that wrapped me in a towel before he picked me up. I let my head fall against his shoulder, into his neck. I didn’t ask where he was taking me, I didn’t care. If they wanted to do more of that to me, I simply didn’t care.Without a sound, Daniel took me to the living room and placed me on a long, black table covered with a soft quilted fabric. It was taller than me so I could spread out on it quite comfortably if I’d wanted to. Tristan moved and picked up a remote so he could lower the blinds. Michael found a lighter and lit candles that were placed all over the room. The dark room was filled with the warm candlelight within moments and I looked around at them. Which one would be my first? I looked at Daniel, something in his eyes told me he wanted me desperately. Tristan looked at me with a hungry need that burned hotly. Adam was eager, ready to taste the flesh he’d only just let go of. And Michael. The leader among the bro
“I think we need to let her have a break, guys,” Michael said a few minutes after we all collapsed in a pile. I crawled off Michael and stood up, only to find my legs didn’t want to support me.“What the hell?” I asked as Tristan caught me against his chest with a quick move.“It’s just a side effect of a good fucking.” He grinned down at me, all charm and nonchalance. “Your legs are just tired, Nicolette. Why don’t you sit on the couch, and I’ll find you another drink and order us all something to eat.” “I’ll make my way to the bathroom first, I think. Excuse me, fellas.” I pushed away from Tristan’s hard but oh-so-wonderful chest and wobbled my way down to the bathroom. I could feel muscles I didn’t even know I had protesting but thought a few minutes of rest would make them shut up. I hoped.I cleaned myself up with a quick shower, wrapped myself in another towel from the stack by the walk-in shower, and couldn’t help but look at myself in the mirror. I saw the self-satisfaction i
“Oh, I’m more than ready, Nicolette. I’ve been thinking about nothing else for the last two hours,” Adam spoke as Michael turned the television off. “I think what you need, my dear, sweet girl…”He paused as he stood up, in a pair of low-slung black pajama bottoms now, to walk towards me. He had this look on his face, like something I imagine wild tigers would wear as they stalked their prey. I stared at him, the deer caught in the headlights, only the headlights on this tiger were dark gray eyes. He stalked up to me until I had to look up at him, my eyes full of curiosity and longing. What was he going to do? What was he going to say, more importantly? “I think you need…” his words trailed off, holding me in suspense as his finger trailed down my face and his other hand pulled my hands up over my head. “A good, hard fucking.” My head began to spin as his tongue traced a wet path up my neck. Why did that feel so good? Still, like a tiger, he tasted me, gathered my scent in his nose
It was early when we went to sleep, and I woke up after only a few hours. Las Vegas was also three hours behind my part of the world, so while my body knew it was late, my brain said it was way too early to sleep. I ached all over, but I felt Tristan’s warmth behind me, and I gently rolled over to look at him. The room was dark, but the television was still on. It lit Tristan up in a bluish-white light as I looked at him. His face was peaceful in sleep and he snored softly, but I didn’t mind. I let my gaze run all over his face, and then, I couldn’t help it, I reached out to touch the strong line of his jaw. His snores softened before they came back. I waited until then to let my hand move down, to the silky skin of his shoulder. He, like his brothers, was well-muscled on every inch of his body. From the swimming one of them had mentioned, I’d guess. I’d touched them all, I knew them all intimately, but I wanted to know every inch of their skin, their bodies. My fingers splayed out
“I can’t fucking believe it.” Amanda’s face twisted with hate and disgust as she looked at me. I’d walked out with Daniel’s arm around me and now I moved closer to his side, with my own arm around his waist. “This is why you guys haven’t contacted me? You know she’s a virgin right? She has no experience at all.” She’d asked them a question, but she didn’t wait on any of them to answer before she carried on. “This little virgin is so absolutely disgusting; she spent our entire four years on campus not able to attract one single guy.” “Oh, you mean like the guys you lied to so they wouldn’t go out with me. Like the one you told I had herpes, even though I don’t. Or the one you made sure that he stayed away from me? Those guys you mean?” I sneered at her, my hand firmly in Daniel’s back pocket now. “Because that’s the real problem, Amanda. You. You hate me so much that you made it your mission to destroy me. Well, it didn’t work, dearie.” I looked at the guys and saw they were all su