Kaleb (21 page)

Oooh la
la
.

She
wasn’t quite sure what she’d done to deserve this, but she wasn’t about to turn
down an opportunity when it presented itself.

Pretending
not to be affected was harder than it looked, but Zoey somehow managed. When
both men moved to toe off their boots, she let her eyes drift back and forth
between the two hard bodies standing before her.

Holy
hell, it should be a crime to be that damn sexy.

“Naked, right?”
Kaleb grinned, humor evident in his eyes.

“Completely.”

A
few minutes later, Zoey was forcing her jaw shut as she stared at the finer
than fine cowboy butts in front of her. Both men had easily disrobed before
carrying the few dishes they had used over to the sink. Lucky for them, Zoey
had cleaned up her mess before they arrived, so the task should only take a few
minutes.

Not
long enough as far as she was concerned. She wanted to sit there and admire the
masculine perfection for as long as possible. Both men were trim, toned, and
absurdly sexy and watching the play of their back muscles had her thighs
clenching.

It
was going to be a long damn night.

♂♀♂

Kaleb
had never had an issue with being naked. Nor did he have a problem being naked
around Gage. They’d been in too many situations in which they found themselves without
clothes for it to matter. He’d never thought much about it, but with Zoey’s
eyes tracking him like a heat seeking missile, he was having a hard time
focusing.

Dishes.

Naked.

He
hadn’t seen that one coming.

As
he loaded the last dish into the dishwasher, he turned off the water, grabbed a
hand towel from the counter and turned to face her. His cock was rock hard and
standing at full attention. When her eyes darted downward, his dick pulsed and
jumped as though begging for her attention.

She
was enjoying herself, he could tell, and Kaleb was reaching for every last
ounce of his patience because he was more than a little tempted to lay her over
the kitchen table and fuck her senseless. Instead of acting on that impulse, he
leaned back against the counter and cleared his throat.

He
had to bite back a grin when her eyes widened as they met his. Yep.
Busted.

“Is
it time for dessert yet?” Gage prompted, standing a couple of feet to Kaleb’s
left. Apparently the man didn’t have any issues with being naked either.

“I’ve
been trying to think about what I want for dessert.” Zoey looked like she was
contemplating her choices, but Kaleb knew better.

Zoey
had an agenda, and if he had to guess, she’d already come up with the plan for
the night. Doing dishes in the nude was only the beginning.

Since
he was used to being in control, it was undeniably difficult trying to leave
the decision making up to her, but he could sense that’s what she truly wanted,
so he let her. A bit surprised by her assertiveness, Kaleb had to wonder how
long she’d been planning this out.

Standing
from her chair, Zoey approached both him and Gage, her eyes lingering on their
face before trailing down to the rigid erections they both sported. If she so
much as breathed on his dick, he was likely going to come. That was another
unfamiliar characteristic she drew out in him. Until her, Kaleb had never known
such an intense need to fuck, to bury his cock in her as deep as possible and
feel her tight, wet heat as her body pulled him in. He’d always kept himself
carefully under control, but she tempted him.

Watching
her, Kaleb held his breath as Zoey used both hands to stroke their cocks
simultaneously. She didn’t apply pressure, just merely slid her soft, smooth
hands over the shaft, not lingering.

“If
you want dessert, you’ll need to have a seat.” She told them before turning
back to the table and pulling two of the chairs out. She sat them side by side,
facing her. “Perfect. Now sit.”

Kaleb
and Gage glanced at one another before they both headed over to the chairs. The
hard wood wasn’t his ideal place to sit, especially naked, but if she had
something specific in mind, he was all for it.

“Earlier
today,” Zoey said, turning away from them and going to the refrigerator, “I had
a craving for a sundae.”

Oh
fuck.

“But,”
she continued, “I realized I didn’t have any ice cream.”

Kaleb
bit his tongue as he watched her pull out a can of whipped cream and a bottle
of chocolate syrup.
Holy fucking shit
. He was not going to survive this.
There was no fucking way.

His
heart rate spiked as he thought about what her intentions might be with those
toppings and he was almost certain he knew what she planned to do to them.

“Be
right back.” Zoey sat the whipped cream and syrup on the table before
disappearing from the room.

When
she came back, Kaleb damn near choked on his tongue. He hadn’t seen her grab
his shirt, but she apparently decided she would change. Standing before them,
she was wearing his shirt, unbuttoned, and a smile.
Nothing
else.

That
wasn’t the worst of it.

In
each hand, she had black scarves, which she sat on the table beside the other
items she had procured a few minutes before.

Picking
up one of the scarves, Zoey moved to Gage first, taking one of his hands and pulling
it behind him where she proceeded to tie it to the chair back. Then she did the
other.

Kaleb
wasn’t so sure he was onboard with this.

Staring
at his friend now tied to the chair, it was clear that Gage was turned on by
this. Kaleb wanted to deny it, but the proof was throbbing between his legs. He
held his breath, praying for patience as she took his hands and successfully
secured him to the chair, as well.

When
she reappeared in front of them, she put her hands on her hips, the shirt
covering remarkably little of her sweet, lithe body. Although he would prefer
to feast on the glorious exposed skin, Kaleb couldn’t help but wonder what she
was going to do next.

“So,
like I was saying,” Zoey picked up the chocolate syrup, “oh, wait. Hold on.”

She
disappeared from the room yet again, and Kaleb groaned.

“Fuck.
She’s killing me.” Gage exhaled.

“No
,  shit
. If she doesn’t get on with it, I’m going to
take her over my knee and paddle her sweet little ass for torturing me.” Kaleb
wasn’t kidding either.

Thankfully
she was back within seconds carrying a small pillow that she placed on the
floor at their feet.

What
the fuck?

Picking
up the whipped cream, she held one bottle in each hand, staring back at them
like they were the ice cream.

Oh
hell.

Zoey
smiled.

“Like I was saying.
I was craving ice cream, but since I’m all out, I figured this would be the
next best thing.”

When
her eyes darted to Kaleb’s cock, he sucked in a breath. And when she knelt
between his legs, he was tempted to tear his arms from their bonds so he could
grip her hair and drive his cock deep in her throat.

“Holy fuck!
That’s cold.” Kaleb groaned as Zoey dripped chocolate syrup over the length of
his cock.

She
didn’t say anything, just smiled before her little pink tongue darted out and
licked the throbbing head repeatedly, lapping up the chocolate before she
drizzled another small amount.

“Mmmm...”

The
vibrations shot up through his cock while the heat from her mouth counteracted
the cold chocolate, and Kaleb knew he was up against the greatest test of his
patience and willpower.

But
then she was gone. Switching, Zoey moved over to Gage and took the whipped
cream and applied a small amount to the head of his cock. Kaleb watched in
utter fascination as she licked him clean.

Zoey
repeated this action two more times on each of them, using the chocolate on
one, the whipped cream on the other and getting more aggressive with her
sucking each time. Kaleb tried to thrust into her mouth, but with his hands
tied, he couldn’t pull her forward each time she pulled back.

What
she did next had Kaleb damn near screaming in pleasure.

Using
the chocolate syrup, Zoey dripped some into her palm, then swiped her index
finger through the chocolate, coating it and then tracing his balls with her
cool finger before she licked every last drop off of him.

“Oh,
God, baby.” Kaleb groaned. “Don’t fucking stop.” It was a demand, but he knew
she wouldn’t heed it worth a damn. No, she was in control, but he had to try.
“Suck my balls into your mouth.
All the way.
Oh, fuck.
That’s it.”

He
fisted his hands at his back and sucked in a breath while Zoey rolled his balls
in her mouth, her mischievous tongue tormenting him.

Zoey
left him, his balls literally aching while she teased and tortured Gage. His
friend’s groans filled the air, proving Zoey was getting to him as much as she
was Kaleb. This was one of those times when Kaleb questioned the idea of a
threesome.

“I
think I’m finished with dessert.” Zoey grinned as she stood up, making a point
to flash them both. Kaleb bit his tongue.

“Untie
me.” Kaleb demanded, instinct causing him to pull at the bonds. “It’s my turn
for dessert.”

That
seductive little grin of hers damn near had him bolting up from the chair. Although
he could’ve easily gotten out of the flimsy knot she used on the scarf tying
him down, Kaleb was trying to give her
her
moment.

Only because it was about to come to an
end.

♂♀♂

Zoey
walked around behind them ever so slowly,
then
untied
the scarves holding their hands to the chair. The second they were free, she
giggled and ran, and Kaleb, in all of his naked glory, took off after her. She
hadn’t made it far before her feet left the ground, Kaleb’s arms coming around
her, pulling her against him. She was out of breath from laughing, but the
instant his body touched hers, a flame ignited in her core.

Yes,
she had teased them.

Yes,
she had enjoyed it.
Immensely.

And
yes, maybe secretly she hoped there would be a little retribution on their
part.

As
Kaleb buried his face in the crook of her neck, his teeth nipping that
sensitive spot that had a direct link to her clit, Zoey moaned. She loved when
he did that.

But
then Gage was there, and as Kaleb held her suspended above the ground, his warm
mouth latched onto one of her nipples and she gripped his head, holding him to
her as though he would disappear before she could experience the thrilling
sensations his mouth inflicted.

Zoey
was startled back from the overwhelming intensity when Kaleb began carrying her
through the living room to her bedroom. Once there, he deposited her on the
bed, tossing her mind you, making her laugh once again. Now sprawled across the
bed sideways, Gage moved around to the side where her head was while Kaleb
spread her legs and eased between them.

She
wasn’t sure when she’d come to crave this, but there was certainly something to
be said about two men dousing her with attention.
Especially
this kind of attention.

Standing
above her, Gage took her hands and pulled them above her head, securing them
with his knees against the side of the mattress.

“Tell
me if I’m hurting you.” He whispered as he leaned over, once again sucking one
painfully hard nipple into his mouth. He wasn’t gentle with her either, but
that was entirely ok because she didn’t want gentle.
She
wanted fast and dirty, forceful and fulfilling, anything to help ease the ache
between her thighs.

With
Gage’s body over hers, she couldn’t see what Kaleb was doing, but the instant
his tongue lashed through her slit, she knew his intentions, and she
instinctively thrust her hips up toward his mouth. His large, warm hands came
to rest on her thighs, holding her down on the mattress as he began tormenting
her the same way she had him.

So sweet.
So good.
She wasn’t sure she would be able to hold her
orgasm back as two mouths tickled her flesh, sucking and nipping and pushing
her closer and closer to that razor sharp edge.

She
opened her eyes, spotting Gage’s iron hard erection directly above her and
found that if she tilted her head, she could graze the engorged crest with her
tongue. His moan was instantaneous, and she felt the vibration through her
nipple and straight to where Kaleb was currently flicking his tongue.

She
moaned again, tipping her head a little more before sucking Gage fully into her
mouth. His cock was satiny smooth, and granite hard, and the smell of musky man
filled her senses, increasing the hunger that had never been sated by food.