The week passed before I knew it, and I was on my way to Charlotte. I’d emailed my new employer to ask about time off in August to visit my grandparents, and they’d told me that as long as I could work remotely, they were good with that. That was the most awesome thing I’d ever read. Well, until I got a new text from the guys, but yeah, I fell in love with my soon-to-be employer at that moment.I got the things ready I’d need for work, the applications they wanted me to use on my computer plus a few other things that needed to be done. I was going to be working with a public relations firm and most of my work would be online research, writing blog posts, and managing social media for a small client for the time being. Once I had some experience, they’d put me with larger clients, bigger chances, and I was really looking forward to it. On top of that, it was experience I could take with me if the guys decided to leave their trust funds behind. I could really help them in my free time,
“We’ve rented a room in Charlotte for tomorrow night.” The text came in from Michael a few weeks later. I smiled, pleased that I’d get to see them before they left. The weeks up to this trip had been busy ones. They’d organized a lot of things that one of the orphanages over there needed and were taking them over with them. That had involved a lot of stuff to do with customs procedures, last-minute checks, and a lot of phone calls.Apparently, they went to the same town in Spain every year, a place their mother loved and had been going there their entire lives. It was nice, I thought, that they were able to do that. They’d become friends with the locals over the years and when they found out a local orphanage had been decimated by a freak flood; they went to work organizing aid for them. I was really proud of them, but I’d thought we wouldn’t have any time together at all. To know I’d get to see them before they left for an entire month was good news. I needed it. Life had started t
I went into the house and looked around for where it would be best to sit. I wanted to be the first thing they saw when they walked in. The place was decorated in whites and light wood tones, a relief from the cold grays of the other hotel. I liked the place, but I preferred light over dark when it came to decorating a house.From the door, I could see that the swivel stools at the bar that separated the kitchen from the living room was the best place to sit to make an impression. I opened the fridge, took out a bottle of ginger ale that I found in there, and sat down in the black and metal seat. I heard a sound outside and looked out to see the fellas coming out of the elevator. I smiled what I hoped was a seductive smile and crossed my legs as Michael opened the door. Always the one to lead. His eyes all but glittered as he spotted me as they walked in. His walk was loose, his face pleased as he came into the house to greet me. “Hello there, beautiful.” “Hi,” I said, almost shyly
Tristan picked me up from the floor and carried me to the bedroom. He left the door open so that if any of his brothers recovered themselves, they could join us. I smiled up at him as he pulled my dress and my underwear off. “You’re never more beautiful than the moments after you’ve made one of us come. It pleases you.” He looked at me closely, smelled my skin as he moved over me, his own clothes gone now. “I didn’t know it would please a woman to make a man come like it does you.” “Does it please you when you know you’ve done something that rocks my world?” I asked playfully.“It does,” he answered his hands now busy stroking down my neck. “Is it like that for women too?” “It is, Tristan.” I bit at my lip and then spoke. “I want you all, but it’s more than that, Tristan.” “Is it love?” he asked, curious. He settled down between my thighs as if that might influence my answer.“I don’t know, I’ve never been in love before.” I looked away from that penetrating gaze, to stare at the
A couple of weeks later I was in a large house on the outskirts of Los Angeles, lounging by the pool. My grandmother lounged next to me, in a one-piece suit with a large straw hat over her face.“It’s important to stay out of the sun, honey. It’s a killer,” she said as she sipped at a rum and Coke. “I know, Grams.” I smiled at her, my own straw hat hiding my face entirely. “I don’t want freckles, and I get them if I’m out in it too much.” “It’s that ginger gene from your grandfather’s side. Your poor dad had it bad. I used to slather him in sunscreen and keep him in long shirts, even when the world was telling us to absorb as much sun as possible and try to turn our skin into leather. I never did think it was good.” She was a humorous woman with a lot of love to give. I’d forgiven them for the silent years when she explained how devastated losing my dad had been for them both. The pain that was still in her voice when she talked about him, told me all I needed to know. I could only
I flew back to North Carolina the day the guys came back from Spain. We met at the same hotel, the same suite, and within minutes, we were all naked, in a pile on the bed. I moved from one to the next, kissing, murmuring sweet hellos, claims for more attention. Every single one of us was naked, but we were all comfortable together. I was on top of Tristan, where he loved to have me the most, with Daniel to my left and Adam to my right. Michael was behind me, ready to do something I’d never done before. I was so turned on, so ready for all of them, that I was ready for whatever they wanted to try. We’d been there for a half-hour, just kissing, getting hotter, needier, with each second that passed. Now, as Daniel’s hands teased at my clit, and Tristan and Adam worked at my nipples, I slid down on Tristan’s length. I had to be there first before we took the next step. With my torso spread over Tristan’s, I was as flat as I could go, with my ass as high as it would go. I was open, read
I left the library the moment I got a text from Logan. Technically, I was supposed to be studying for a test, not to mention all the assignments I still had to do, but I didn’t care. Logan, supposedly, had something important for me. While he wasn’t the most reliable guy out there because he liked to prank me a lot, he was still one of my best friends, and he knew when not to joke with me.Because of course, I returned every prank twice as hard. He’d come to learn not to mess with me.Fuck, I was invincible when it came to pranking!I made my way toward the dorms. Our college was pretty relaxed when it came to student housing, more than most colleges I’d heard of. At least, that was the consensus, since they allowed coed dorms, and plenty of people took advantage of this fact. My friend Logan was one of them, because he loved bunking with the ladies for a night of fun.So it wasn’t a surprise when he’d texted me to come to the dorm house a block away from the one we lived in. Usually,
“Why are you out here this late?”I hummed and looked up distractedly. Jennifer, who was in the same class as I, had walked up to me without me noticing, but I was a bit preoccupied at the moment. I smiled at Jennifer, pretending like nothing was wrong.“Oh, I just felt like stepping out of the room to catch some fresh air, you know? It’s not good to stay cooped up all the time. Besides, we just finished exams, so there’s no need for me to be studying right now.”I would rather be in my room by myself than be out in a crowd. Even if it wasn’t studying—which I did plenty of, to begin with—I wanted to be in my room. But I just had to have a roommate, and it just had to be Dana.Dana and I were best friends. We met in our first year at college, and we got along. First, we lived in separate dorms, but we shared the same major, and during one group assignment, we got to know each other. For the assignment, we depended mostly on each other, and that’s how we became close. She was smart and