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  “I gotta go. Keep your ears open, I’m sure Cade will be knocking at your door before long. You know, he doesn’t like to sleep alone either.”

  Chapter Nine

  Candles, Cards, And Cuddles

  Last night I didn’t even need to listen out for Cade. He had come in at the same time Jayson was leaving, locking the door behind him. He found me in my room, lying down. I was so exhausted I didn’t even bother turning on the tv, and I always sleep with the tv on. He came in and dressed down to his black boxer briefs. Then after turning the light off, he climbed on the bed behind me as was very quickly becoming our regular positions. I snuggled back into him, as he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I was out in no time lulled to sleep by the feel of his heartbeat against my back.

  The next morning I’m awoken by Cade trying to peel me from his body as he tries to get up. I’m not sure when but sometime during the night I had turned over, throwing my arms and legs over his body. My bare pussy is pushed against his morning arousal in his boxers, and I instantly get wet, probably leaving a spot behind. I latch onto him tighter so he can’t get up and he laughs at me.

  “Baby Girl, I have to get up.” I give him a pouty face, and he laughs again. “Come on beautiful, I have to go home and get dressed, then get to the shop and open up.”

  I reach down in between us and grab onto his covered erection, rubbing up and down slowly. He grunts and then moans as he closes his eyes. Leaning into his bare chest, I kiss it and whisper, “Just a few more minutes?”

  He opens his eyes, and I swear I can see the fire behind his beautiful green ones. “Your not playing fair Baby…” He lets out another moan as I reach my hand down into his boxer briefs, freeing his hard cock.

  “I never said I did.” He’s big, and I latch onto the base, my fingers not quite touching each other, and I give him a squeeze. Using the pre-cum that’s gathered at his tip, I glide my hand up and down as I twist.

  He now has one hand under my cheek, and the other rubbing up my ass and over my naked hips. Having been in the position we were, with my body wrapped around his, my t-shirt had ridden up to mid-waist. Bringing his hand up higher, he brings the shirt up with it, uncovering my breast. After licking his lips, he leans in and takes one of my nipples in his mouth and keeps it there, nipping and sucking. I throw my head back and moan. “Oh, fuck.”

  His hand trails back down my body until he has his middle finger stroking my clit. My back bows as I push myself into his hand, making his finger slip down between my folds. He quickly adds another finger, plunging them inside me as he continues to put pressure on my clit, but with his thumb. Curving his fingers inside me to hit my g-spot and I cry out. I’m so close.

  I start stroking him faster as we both start breathing harder. My toes begin to curl, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. I start to feel him tense up just as the first wave of ecstasy hits me, and I have to hold onto his shoulder with my left hand as my body starts writhing in pleasure. I feel a hot stream hit my stomach as Cade begins to jerk in my hand, getting his own release. He removes his hand, and I already miss the fullness, wanting to continue on to more.

  My body goes slack as I lean back on the bed as Cade is finally able to get out of my arms and legs. The man offers me an intense look, his eyes possessively scanning over my body and where his cum landed, before muttering something. His grumpy expression has me smiling. I watch him as he gets dressed before coming back over to me and leans in for a quick kiss. “I’ve really have to go now, Baby Girl. Your few minutes turned into twenty. If I don’t leave now, I won’t.”

  I grin as he goes towards the door and then turns back to me as he stops, “I won’t be here tonight, I have to go into Seattle after work to help my mom out, probably won’t be back till late tomorrow.”

  It’s crazy how much that makes me sad, I like when he stays over, and now suddenly dreading tonight without him here. I don’t want to sleep alone. “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  “Later, Baby Girl.”

  When I hear the front door close, I jump up and head into the bathroom. I definitely need another shower before work now. After a quick shower, I dry my hair and get dressed in a long sleeve cream sweater dress with a wide dark brown belt at my waist. It’s been getting so much colder out lately, so I add some knee-high stockings with a black garter belt that matches my black lace bra and boy shorts. Followed by a pair of low pumps.

  Grabbing my purse and keys, I go and jump in the truck. Backing out of the driveway, I head towards work and remember that I’m going to be getting the third degree from Cassie and Felicia. They won’t be able to contain themselves with this new gossip. What happened to Blue shirt? And where did I run off to with Cade? I definitely don’t want to talk about Blue Shirt. I wonder if they know what happened? If they didn’t find out on Friday, I’m sure as shit not going to tell them now. I don’t even want to think about it, and I start rubbing my wrists where he had bruised them.

  When I get to work and head inside, I don’t see Cassie at her desk and wonder where she can be. That woman is always on time. Felicia walks out of the breakroom at the same time I go through the counter.

  “Good morning, Mia. Did you have a good rest of your weekend?” She says with raised brows.

  “I did thank you.” That’s all I’m going to give her for now. “Where’s Cassie?”

  Giving me a look letting me know she isn’t going to drop it, she answers. “She called in sick, caught some kind of bug yesterday. Which means, unfortunately, we have a lot of extra work to get done between us.”

  Excited to be completely busy and distracted today, I set my things on my desk and sit down to get to work. Felicia sits at her desk to work as well, but she keeps looking over at me.

  It’s lunch, and we’re eating it in the conference room when she just can’t keep it in anymore. “Alright! Spill it! What happened with you and that guy the other night? The fucking hot one in the motorcycle jacket.”

  I’m so relieved she didn’t ask about Blue Shirt. I decided to give her a little information. “Oh, that was one of my next-door neighbors, Cade.” She nods her head at me as if to say, go on. “He saw I had too much to drink and wanted to take me home.”

  “And…”

  I decide to change the subject, not wanting to talk about any of my guys. There I go calling them my guys again. “Oh hey, Cade was telling me that the bartender has had a crush on you for a long time.”

  “Max? Max Taylor? Oh my God, tell me you're not joking.”

  “Of course, that’s what he said.” Yes! Conversation properly diverted.

  For the rest of our lunch and even into the remainder of our workday she went on extensively about how she’s had a crush on him too but has been far too shy to talk to him. And we go over things she can say to talk to him next time she goes to Jokers. It makes the time go by so fast, and before I know it, it’s time to leave.

  Over the past hour, a storm blew in, and it’s raining hard, I can barely see the road with my wipers on full blast on my way home. We only get rains like this in Arizona when it’s monsoon season, and it makes me nervous driving down still unfamiliar roads in it. I sigh in relief when I see my house, parking as close as I can to the door. I run inside to avoid getting too wet in the unrelenting rain.

  Just as I get inside and shut the door, the power goes out, and I’m drenched in darkness. “Fuck!” I’m not sure if I can remember where we put the flashlights. Maybe the hall closet? Feeling along the walls, I blindly follow them down the hall and open the closet. I think I manage to knock everything in there over, but I do find a flashlight.

  Turning it on, I head back towards the kitchen, and just as I come around the corner, I hear a knock at the door followed by a deafening loud clap of thunder, making me scream. Breathing in and out slowly to calm myself down, I go to open the door.

  Jayson, Jesse, and Roman are all at the door. Jayson and Roman have candles in their hands, and Jesse is hold
ing his hands behind his back with a grin. “Hey. What are you guys doing here?”

  Jayson holds up his candles. “We figured you might not be stalked up on candles yet, so we thought you might need some.”

  “Thought we could keep you company too? The power might not come back on for a while, and I’d hate to think of you over here by yourself in the dark.” Roman says in his deep voice. It reminds me of a late-night slow jams emcee, sexy and deep.

  Pulling his hands from behind his back Jesse adds in. “We brought games.” Looking me up and down in my dress, he continues. “I’m all for a game of strip poker.” Which makes Roman put all his candles in one arm and slap his brother upside the head with his free hand.

  “Come on in, and thank you actually. I definitely didn’t want to be home alone in the dark in a new house.” I gave myself shivers just thinking about it.

  They follow me in and start lighting candles around the room. They manage to give off quite a bit of light, and we all gather around the kitchen table to play some games. I’m sitting across from Jesse, and have Jayson to my left and Roman to my right.

  After three rounds of Uno, we decide to pick out another game, and I think of a fun one. “Have you guys ever played spoons?”

  “Nope.”

  “How do you play?”

  “Okay, so my family and I used to play it all the time when I was younger. It could actually get really crazy when we played. You put one less spoon on the table in the middle than there are players in the game. Everyone is dealt four cards each, you can only ever hold four cards in your hands at a time, and you want to get four of a kind first. It starts when the dealer pulls from the pile and chooses to discard what they don't need to the person next to them, and so forth. When you get four of a kind you want to sneak a spoon out of the middle, and if you see someone else take a spoon, you better grab one too. Person left without a spoon loses the round.”

  “Yeah, that sounds fun, let’s play,” Jesse says as he starts to shuffle two packs of cards together. I deal first, and the boys catch on quick. I’ve managed to snag the first spoon, Jayson sees me and smoothly grabs one as well. Neither of the brothers has noticed yet, intent on their cards as Jayson and I continue to pass them around. They both lift their heads and see that last spoon at the same time. They both reach it at the exact same time, but Roman happened to grab the big end of the spoon, making the handle slip out of Jesse’s fingers.

  “Fuck! I had that.” He says tossing his cards to Jayson to shuffle.

  “Awe, poor baby,” I say mockingly as he smirks back at me and nudges my leg with his foot from under the table. Oh, so he wants to play footsie, huh?

  I’m not wearing any shoes, having left them by the front door out of habit, and my feet are only covered by my stockings. Scooting as close to the table as I can, I stretch out my foot and place it on his ankle. Rubbing in small circles, I very slowly start going further up his leg.

  Jayson deals the cards, and we start to play another round. I’m having a hard time paying attention to my cards while trying to keep my eyes on Jesse’s face, and it looks like he’s having the same troubles. My foot is at his knee when I finally decide to pay attention to the cards. Instead of circles, I switch to rubbing back and forth in small strokes as I continue my path. I look up and see only one spoon on the table and reach out to grab it. Jesse’s hand swoops out and grabs it too. We both have a good grip on it, so I move my foot all the way up between his legs and on his crotch. He’s hard, and the second my foot took one rub over his arousal he jumps up.

  My plan backfired. I’m now laying on the floor still firmly sitting in my chair, as I stare at the ceiling laughing. I had been scooted so close to the table that when Jesse jumped up, he bumped the table and it pushed into me, knocking me backward. I mean, what else could have happened? Am I right?

  “Jesse!”

  “What the fuck man?”

  “Shit! I’m sorry Beautiful, that wasn’t supposed to happen. I was a little, um, startled.” Jesse says as he comes around the table to where Roman and Jayson have just started to try and help me up. I roll to the side off of the chair and Roman reaches down to pick it back up. Jayson reaches a hand out to me to help me up, but I’m still laughing and not being supportive in the quest to rise. So instead Jesse gets down on his knees, spreads my legs, and wraps them around his waist. He pulls me up to his chest and leans down to give me a soft peck on the tip of my nose. “Let me make it up to you?”

  Stopping my laughter, sort of, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his lips in return. Grabbing a cheek with each hand on my dress covered ass, he manages to stand back up, with me still spider monkeying to his neck and waist.

  He starts to walk me down the hallway towards my room and peering over his shoulder. I see Jayson begin to follow. Roman stops him and says something I’m unable to hear. I wonder what that was about. I don’t wonder for long though, because my mind has veered back to Jesse. He’s sorta beautiful. Not sort of. Really fucking beautiful with his blonde hair and blue eyes. His colorful sleeve tattoos highlighting his features even in the darkness of the hallway.

  When he gets me into my room, leaving my door open, he lays me down on the bed. He’s standing between my legs, my dress riding up, and leaning over me one arm on either side of my head. He kisses my lips and then slowly trails more down my jaw and neck. My body is buzzing with arousal, and if he doesn’t get this dress off me quick, I’ll have to do it for him. Hmm him first though.

  I trail my hands down his sides and grab onto the bottom of his plain black tee, pulling it up. Knowing what I want, he pulls it off for me, his tan, muscular abs now on display for my pleasure. I start running my hands over them when all of a sudden, he stands up. Gripping onto my hand, he pulls me up as well. He grabs a fistful of my dress in each hand at my thighs and then lifts it up and over my head, tossing it to the floor. I reach behind myself and unclasp my bra, sliding it off my arms, and dropping it to the floor.

  “These I want to stay on.” He says as he snaps the garter on my left thigh. Since they were put on over my lace undies, he kneels down in front of me and first grabbing the lace on my left hip, he pulls and tears them apart. He follows this action on my right hip. They fall to the floor, and he stands up. Stepping into me, the backs of my legs hit the bed, and I start to fall backward. He catches me with an arm around my waist and slowly lowers me back onto the bed.

  I want him so bad, every touch of his skin against mine feels like it sends jolts to my pussy. I can’t help but squirm underneath him. “Take off your pants.” I wrap my feet around him and push the top of his red sweatpants down and over his ass. He stands and pushes them all the way down, grabbing a condom out of the pocket before kicking them aside. My eyes travel down and land on his fully hard cock.

  Apparently, all four of these guys were given gold cards to the downstairs department. And here I thought my luck was terrible!

  “Ahem.” He fake coughs and I blush, looking back up into his eyes. Caught red-handed, I’m embarrassed but not ashamed. He crawls back onto the bed over me and kisses me hard. He slides a hand down my body and slides a finger between my folds. “You're already so wet for me.”

  I moan and arch into his hand. My body feels super sensitive, and his fingers are sending tingles to all the right places. “Please, Jesse.” I needed him.

  He removes his hand and brings it up to taste me on his fingers. “You taste so good. I want to lick you till you scream my name, but we’ll have to save that for another time.” He winks at me. “Because if I don’t get inside your pussy soon, I’m going to burst.” He tears the condom wrapper open and slides it on.

  Back between my thighs, he lifts my right leg and places it over his shoulder. Lining up with my entrance, he is buried deep in one quick thrust. I grip onto the covers on either side of me moaning from deep in my throat as he starts working himself in and out. Sliding out slowly and then back in with a thrust. This intoxicating pace as me panting and s
quirming around for relief.

  “Harder, faster. Please, Jesse?” He picks up speed and leans closer putting pressure on my leg as his pelvis hits my clit.

  “Fuck!” I whimper out in a small cry. He feels so good, and I want it to last, but I can already feel an orgasm building. Not losing the rhythm, he starts kissing my neck, and I come undone screaming out his name.

  I clench around him and he grunts. “Fuck Mia.” then with two more thrusts he’s jerking inside me with his release. He collapses on me, catching his breath and then rolls to my side. “Come here, I need you closer.” He grabs me and settles me on top of his lap, my legs straddling his waist. This guy has no downtime, getting hard once again. Apparently, I don’t either because I want him back inside me. For just a moment, the two of us look at one another, and I find myself feeling once again like I’ve known these men forever.

  Hearing a noise behind me, I turn and see Roman and Jayson in the doorway. How long have they been there? And why am I hoping they’ll join? I mean I’ve been in a threesome before, although it was a guy and another girl. I am so down for more guys and fewer girls. Gaining confidence from who knows where I smile back at them and say. “You just here for the show? Or are you going to join?” I lift up and grabbing onto Jesse. I guide myself down onto him, causing him to mutter out a curse. My back arches, head thrown back with my hair skimming the top of my ass as I moan in pleasure.

  Having turned back towards Jesse, I can’t see the other two anymore, but in no time they are both naked and beside the bed. I continue to rise up and down over Jesse, him guiding me with his hands on my hips. Roman crawls onto the bed behind me, and reaching around, he grabs onto each of my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers. I lean my head back onto his shoulder. Jayson gets on the bed beside us and takes over my left nipple, latching his mouth around it and rolling his tongue against the hard peak. I lean over Jesse placing my left hand on the bed to hold me up. Then getting Jayson to scoot back I grab onto the base of his cock and squeeze a little before licking his tip, and dragging the ball of my tongue ring around the rim. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he starts slowly fucking my mouth in shallow pushes. I can tell he was surprised by the tongue ring, but with the way he is gripping my hair and breathing roughly, I’d go with he likes the surprise.