Secret Weapon (7 page)

“Stay,” said Derek.

“I’ll stay, too.” Janine grinned, clearly deciding to torture them.

Jonas narrowed his eyes as he gazed at her. “I’ll call.”

They all laid out their cards. Sloan’s three aces won.

He stroked his chin as he stared at Janine. “Truth, hmm?”

There were many things he’d love to know about Janine that he was fairly certain she would avoid telling him, especially about her unusual sex life, but in the context of this game she probably would.

“How many men have you made love with at one time?” he asked.

She stared at her cards lying on the table. Was she going to avoid answering? Then she glanced up at him and smiled. “Three.”

Even through jealousy surged through Sloan at the thought of three men manhandling Janine, his cock throbbed with need.

Jonas raised an eyebrow. “Really? Three at once?” His cock twitched.

Derek simply smiled, but the veins on his cock seemed to pulsate. Sloan wondered if Derek had been one of the three.

Sloan tossed his red chip to the center of the table, followed by everyone else, then shuffled the cards and dealt. Sloan had two jacks. Everyone discarded and Sloan dealt replacement cards, then glanced at Derek.

“I stay,” Derek said.

Janine studied her cards, then pursed her lips in a tiny smile. “Stay.”

“I raise,” Jonas said, tossing in his blue chip.

Sloan picked up his three new cards. Four jacks. Damn, as much as he’d like to see her remove those panties, he’d really love to get some mileage out of such a great hand.

“I raise.” Sloan glanced at Janine and smiled, then tossed in his blue chip and one of his black ones.

“Stay,” Derek said, adding his two chips to the pot.

Janine gazed over her cards, considering. He watched her fingers trail over the chips, then flick them up and down. Had he scared her off? Finally she picked up her green and blue chips and pushed them forward. “Stay.”

“Me too.” Jonas added his blue and black chip.

“You didn’t want to raise, Jonas?” Derek asked.

“Are you kidding? I’m not going to win with this hand”—he turned over his cards to reveal five random cards—“and I’d rather chance that the action stay out here where I can see it.”

Right now, Janine’s highest wager was a Dare, and it was her wager that defined what would happen, since she would either win or be the one chosen by the winner for the Dare. If Jonas had pushed it to an Ultimate Dare, whoever won would take her somewhere private.

“Good point.” Sloan flipped over his cards, showing his four jacks.

“Beats me.” Derek showed a pair of threes.

They all stared at Janine.

She pursed her lips. “Aw, gee.” She flipped over a hand with three fives. “That beats mine, too.”

Sloan wanted to prove to her that he could cope with her being with other men in front of him. Since she still had her panties on, there was at least a barrier in place, however small. So he’d choose something with both men. But first, he wanted to warm her up. A little payback for what she’d done to him in the bedroom.

“First, stand up.”

She stood.

“Now I want you to slide your hand inside your panties.” His cock ached as her hand slid under the black lace. “Now push your fingers inside yourself and stroke, then glide back to stroke your clit. Keep doing that, back and forth, until you’re almost ready to come.” He smiled. “Then stop.”

She grinned. “Okay.”

The lace moved as her fingers glided inside the crotch of her panties. Her cheeks became flushed and her breathing accelerated.

“How does that feel, Janine?” he asked.

She nodded. “Good.” Her voice was breathless.

Her fingers moved faster. Jonas’ hand wrapped around his cock and he stroked. Derek’s hand found his own cock. Sloan kept his hands steadfastly away from his erection.

Janine rapidly sucked in air, her fingers moving in rapid pulsing movements within her panties. Then she gasped and froze, her face flushed. She sucked in several deep breaths, calming herself. She sat down.

“No, don’t sit yet.”

Her eyebrows quirked.

“I have a dare for Derek and Jonas, which involves you.”

“But I thought we’d agreed that the winner would choose one player to do the Dare,” she said.

“Well, technically, we said the winner could choose which player performed the action, but we didn’t say they were limited to only one.”

“I’m okay with it being more than one,” Jonas said.

“As am I.” Derek stood up.

“I bow to the majority.” She stood up and placed her hand on her chest under her naked breasts, then performed a small bow.

“Good. Now, Derek stand in front of Janine.”

Derek walked forward and faced her.

“Jonas, stand behind her,” Sloan instructed.

Jonas walked behind her.

“Move in closer.” He watched as the men shifted closer to her. “I want you to close in tight. Show her what it feels like to be sandwiched tight between your bodies.”

Six

Janine could hardly catch her breath as the men moved in closer. She’d come so close when she’d stroked herself she had almost lost it. Now Derek’s big, solid chest pressed against her breasts, and his erection pushed against her stomach. Jonas moved closer. His body pressed tight to her back, his big cock pushing against her ass. Oh, man, the room felt like a sauna.

“Guys, show her a little taste of what you’d like to do to her.”

Jonas’ hands slid around her body and cupped her breasts. Derek stroked over her hips, then down into her panties. Keeping one hand firmly on her breast and toying with her nipple, Jonas glided his other hand down and dipped into her panties, too. His fingers glided over her wet slit right alongside Derek’s.

“Oh, God, she’s so wet.” Jonas glided a finger inside her and she melted between him.

“Guys—” She sucked in a breath at the intoxicating pleasure rushing through her. “If you both keep—” She gasped. “Oh, God…”

She moaned as pleasure swamped her senses, catapulting her over the edge. Derek flicked her clit as his lips found her neck and nuzzled. Jonas pumped his fingers inside her and she clenched around them, which intensified her pleasure. She gasped and cried out.

The men continued to stroke her as she rode the ecstasy to its culmination. She collapsed back against Jonas. He wrapped his arm around her waist, his other hand still cupping her breast, and held her tight to his body, his cock still hard and twitching against her ass. Derek smiled down at her, then kissed her lightly on the lips as his hand slid from her panties.

Finally, the men eased away from her. She walked to her chair and sat down, glad to give her wobbly knees a rest. She glanced at Sloan but couldn’t tell anything of his mood from his poker face. She’d hate to play poker with him if she actually cared about losing.

She threw her ante in along with the others and Derek dealt out the cards. She glanced at hers. A pair of queens and three low cards. Knowing she’d kept the men waiting long enough, she tossed aside the queens, and asked for two more cards. Her new hand was a total loser.

She smiled. “I raise.” She tossed in her green chip.

All the men smiled, then a quick repetition of the word
stay
resounded around the table, along with the clinking of chips adding to the pot. Everyone revealed their cards, all the men grinning happily. Derek won this time. Not that it mattered. Their gazes all turned to her.

Excitement quivered through her as she stood up. First, she ran her hands over her breasts, then she flicked her nipples. Need fluttered through her. She tucked her thumbs under the waistband of her thong, then glided one side down her hip slowly, totally aware of every heated male gaze watching her. Then the other side. She pushed a little farther, until her curls barely peeked over the top.

She paused, smiling at their intense expressions. Swaying her hips from side to side, she turned her back to them. She pushed her panties down her thighs, leaning forward as she glided them down her legs, giving the men an eyeful of her naked behind. She pushed the tiny panties to the floor and stepped out of them, leaving her legs parted slightly, then slid her hands up her inner thighs as she slowly stood up again.

When she turned around, every male gaze locked on her groin.

“Damn, but that’s a thing of beauty!” Jonas’ hand was wrapped firmly around his cock, squeezing as if it would burst.

She smiled broadly, pleased she’d decided to trim the curls on her mound into the shape of a star and shave the rest of her sex bare.

She sat down, purposely not crossing her legs. All the men continued to stare at her through the glass tabletop, sending heat flooding through her.

Her gaze landed on Sloan’s enormous cock and she imagined it pushing inside her, the big, bulbous tip caressing her insides. Her vagina clenched in need. Damn, she’d had no idea what he’d been hiding in those jeans of his.

“I think it’s time we toss aside the red chips and ante with blue,” Derek suggested.

“Good idea,” said Sloan.

“Let’s do it.” Jonas still gripped his erection.

Janine’s gaze slid to Jonas’ fingers, and she watched them glide over his long shaft. Sloan’s big cock was off-limits—tonight—but Jonas’ looked mighty fine right now.

Derek scooped away the red chips in the pot, along with Janine’s green one and pushed them to the side, then glanced to her. “Okay, Janine?”

She dragged her gaze from Jonas. “Okay.”

She tossed in her blue chip as ante along with the others, then fumbled through a quick shuffle of the cards and quickly dealt.

All she had was a mishmash of cards, but three were spades so she threw away the other two. To her surprise she drew two more spades. No one raised. Clearly everyone had decided, as had she, that staying in the room on a Dare was the most exciting prospect right now.

Her flush beat everyone else, so she smiled and stood up, picked up her shawl from the back of the chair, and laid it on the table. Then she sat on it, spreading her legs wide.

“Jonas, I dare you to come over here and tease me with your mouth.”

He leaped to his feet and stood in front of her, gazing at her curls hungrily.

“Where?”

She opened her legs wider and said in a sultry voice, “Anywhere you want.”

Sloan and Derek moved around to stand behind Jonas, all of them staring at her fuzzy star. Jonas stepped closer and ran his hand along her shoulder, then leaned forward. His lips caressed her neck, sending tingles down her spine. She rested her hands on his warm shoulders. Such broad, strong shoulders.

He kissed downward to her breast, and then his tongue curled over her nipple. Hot and wet. She tightened her hands on his naked flesh. He licked, then opened his mouth and the tip of her breast disappeared inside. His tongue continued to stroke her tight bud, and he sucked lightly. She sighed and her gaze locked on Sloan. He watched her face intently. Again, she could not decipher his expression.

*   *   *

Sloan watched as Jonas did things Sloan had always dreamed of doing to Janine. Nuzzling her neck. Tasting those lovely rosy nipples. Kissing downward to her more intimate places.

Jonas stroked his finger over one point of the golden star-shaped patch of curls on her pussy. Sloan resisted wrapping his hand around his aching cock and stroking it. God, he wanted to touch her there, to slide his fingers inside her.

Jonas sat down on the chair in front of her, then wrapped his hands around her calves and lifted them until her feet perched on his knees, which he spread wide, opening her to their view. Jonas leaned forward and nuzzled the star with his nose.

Sloan’s cock throbbed with aching desire. Jonas glided down and his mouth covered her naked folds. Janine sucked in a deep breath. Jonas must be licking her. Maybe gliding his tongue into her. His hands stroked her inner thighs. She opened even more, then gasped, her fingers forking through his hair.

Sloan could just imagine his own tongue dabbing against her clit, then licking it. He would suck the tiny button while he slid his fingers inside her, then find her G-spot and stroke until—

She gasped and moaned, clearly approaching orgasm, but Jonas leaned back and grinned at her, his lips glistening. Wide-eyed, she stared at him.

“I wouldn’t want you too complacent right now,” Jonas said.

He stood up and Derek slapped him on the back, chuckling. She pushed herself off the table and stood up, not even noticing when her shawl slipped to the floor. Sloan grabbed it and hung it over her chair again.

“Um…” She glanced around, then grabbed the deck of cards, not even gathering the discarded hands from the last round. “Instead of a full hand, why don’t we just draw. High card wins.”

She took a card then plunked the deck on the table. Jonas and Derek each took a card, and Sloan grabbed the next one. A king.

“How about we stay with the current stakes,” Sloan suggested.

“That’s fine.” She laid her card on the table. “I’ve got a ten.”

Sloan revealed his king of hearts.

“Beats me,” said Derek, flicking aside a seven of diamonds.

“Me too.” Jonas tossed his five of clubs on top of the other cards.

Sloan gazed at Janine. “Well, now. You’re such a daring young lady.” He rubbed his chin. “I think you can handle a very daring challenge.”

She gazed at him, eyes bright in anticipation, clearly ready for more. He was ready, too. Unfortunately, he couldn’t be the one to give it to her. But he damned well wouldn’t mind watching the other men give her pleasure right now.

“I dare you to give Derek a lap dance, and make both Derek and Jonas come at the same time.”

The other men smiled broadly.

*   *   *

Janine’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood up and grabbed Derek’s hand. Her body blazed with need as she led him to the leather couch in the living room. Smiling at her, he sat down and she climbed onto his lap, facing him, her knees on either side of his legs. She pushed herself right up and arched forward, her breasts an inch from his face. He wrapped his big hands around them, lifting them higher, then brought one to his mouth and lapped at the nipple.