“Yes.”
“What about you?”
“I can’t speak for Adil or Beni but all I want is to taste right now. I’m hungry.”
“I’m hungry too,” she protested.
“You want to taste?”
She nodded vigorously.
“I have an idea. Will dinner wait an hour?”
“The oven is off. It’s sitting there waiting until you guys got here. The salad is made up and I already whipped the butter for the Italian loaf of bread I picked up.”
“Excellent. As much as I’m desperate to enjoy our first meal together as a quad, I want a little team building experience first.” He lifted her up in his arms smirking when her legs automatically wrapped around his waist and he carried her out of the kitchen to the dining room. He laid her down on the dining room table and his fingers moved to the button on her jeans. “Consent, Juniper.”
“What are we doing?” Beni asked clearing his throat.
“Having dessert before dinner. Don’t you remember when we were kids we said someday when we were grown-ups we were going to eat dessert before dinner? It’s our time, gentlemen. If you’re not ready,” Phineas’ voice was mocking.
Adil look at Juniper, “Phineas asked you a question, baby girl. Consent? I think we each want a chance to touch you and taste you. I feel like dinner will be far sweeter with a taste of you on my lips.”
“Yes on one condition.”
“Name it,” Phineas was making quick work of sliding her jeans down her legs and tossing them aside before hooking his fingers into her panties with a wolfish grin while Adil was pulling her t-shirt over her head.
“I get to touch and taste too. If I’m not wearing pants, then neither of you.” She waved at them. “Get naked too.”
“Hard rule,” Phineas spoke again, “no putting cocks inside her pussy.”
“God damn you’re crass.”
“Crass or straightforward,” Phineas looked at Beni, “can you do this?”
“Yes,” he nodded and exhaled loudly as he reached down and cupped Juniper’s face, “I want you to give me a safe word.”
“A safe word?”
“Yes. If any of this gets too much, I want a word from you which makes us all stop.”
“Sourdough.”
“Weird,” Adil commented with a laugh as he snaked his hand under her back to undo her bra.
“I hate sourdough bread, everything about it.” she lifted her arms up to let her bra get pulled off her body. She couldn’t look away from Beni though while they were stripping her naked. His eyes were fixed on her face as if afraid to look anywhere else. “Beni, are you okay?”
“I am. Are you?”
“Aside from the fact I’m laying naked on a table in front of three men I really want to be with, and they are fully clothed. I must admit,” she lifted her hand up and reached for Beni’s hand, “this is crazy and fast, but I am ready to explore all of this.”
“You’re certain?”
“Beni, I just let them take my clothes off. I lifted my ass off the table to Phineas could pull my jeans off. The panties he just shoved into his pocket, which I think Adil might wrestle him for later, are soaked because from the moment we woke up this morning, all I’ve been thinking of are your hands, all of your hands, being all over my body. Please. Touch me. Let me touch.” She shivered as a frisson of need slid down her spine. “I’m not going to deprive myself of anything ever again. If I want it, I’m taking it. I want you, all three of you.”
“What do you need from us?” Beni asked quietly, “for reassurances. What do you need?”
“I want you naked too.”
“Then let’s get naked.” Beni exhaled and began unbuttoning his shirt.
Juniper leaned up on her elbows, aware she should be feeling far more uncomfortable than she was and yet as she watched three men who could sell out any all-male revue show anywhere, all she felt was great anticipation.
They weren’t the only ones getting dessert first. Being a grown-up was fun.
Juniper wiped drool from the corner of her mouth and almost laughed at herself for it. She was literally choking on her own saliva simply from the strip tease happening in front of her.
“Pants too,” she blurted out as the last shirt got flung over the back of the same chair. Her eyes narrowing in on the tattooed skin in front of her. It was like watching the best tableau of art and it was living and breathing. She noted for the first time a couple of their tattoos matched, and she was curious. “What is that tattoo?” She pointed to the one over Phineas’ chest.
“Our brand.” Phineas shrugged.
“Your brand?”
“Logo?” Adil countered. “When we created Sandcastle Resort, we needed a brand for our company. This was it. First tattoo we ever got.”
“Not the last,” she licked her lips as she looked them over.
“I think she likes the ink. Do you have tattoos?” Beni asked as he tugged his socks off his feet.
“Nope.” Her eyes widened as she got her first look at all three men completely naked. Beni was definitely longer but Phineas was thicker, and Adil seemed somewhere right between the two of them in thickness and length. “Damn,” the word floated from her lips like a breathy plea.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.