Protecting Dallas
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“Perfect?” Austin offered.
“YES!”
From the silk drapes just kissing the hardwood floors, to the Persian rug squared off against the four-poster bed, it was everything and anything I could’ve ever wanted. My boys had done good. Very good.
“I love it!” I practically shouted, spinning in a slow circle. “Oh wow. You guys… you really outdid yourselves.”
It was our first day in the new house. Our first night in my new bedroom! Or more accurately our new bedroom, because we’d converted the master into an area big enough, and wide enough, to accommodate the four of us.
And now it was actually decorated too.
“Sort of makes you forget the rest of the house is still in boxes, doesn’t it?”
“YES!” I shouted again, still soaking it all in. The room was soft and comfortable. Probably because the lights were off, and a dozen or more lit candles had been placed strategically around the room.
But who was keeping scor
e anyway.
“You guys are the—”
The rest of my words were lost as Maddox’s mouth closed over mine. He began kissing me softly, sensuously, his warm tongue sliding erotically into my wet, willing mouth.
Oh!
Three sets of hands went to my body at once. They began pulling off my clothes. Sliding everything but my panties downward and away.
YES…
I stepped forward and out of whatever was left. I’d been horny all week. Horny throughout the move, clear across the country to our gorgeous new home, nestled perfectly on our twelve-acre lot in the woods.
New Hampshire had been one of our choices; one of four different dart-throws against a map on the wall. As random as that seemed, it turned out to be an amazing decision. The four of us wanted a brand new start. Someplace cozy, that had seasons and snow. Someplace fresh, that none of us had ever been.
And the house…
The house was a gorgeous old mountain-style home, with pillars and gables and warm, wood-stained trim. Big enough for all of us… and then some.
We each had our own rooms, our own space, but my room was special. My room was this room, cozy enough for whenever I wanted to retreat to it, large enough to accommodate two… or three… or four…
Hey, a girl’s gotta do what she can to stay warm.
And I’d heard the nights up here could get very, very cold.
Suddenly Austin was kissing me, and then Kane. One by one they shared my lips, turning my head this way and that. Leading me ever closer to the bed while their hands roamed my body, touching me everywhere at once until my tingling senses overloaded with pleasure.
“Oh fuck…” I murmured softly.
“Soon enough, yeah,” one of them chuckled.
I jumped as something dripped onto my shoulder; something wet but warm, something vaguely familiar but not unpleasant. It took me only a moment to realize what it was.
They’re covering me with oil…
They were, and it was absolutely magnificent. Four hands rubbed up and down the left and right sides of my body, totally coating me with warm, Jasmine-scented oil. In the meantime, Kane was still kissing me. His hands were on my tits, kneading them softly, cupping them in his big hands until someone poured oil there too…
“Mmmmmm…” I cooed in contentment. “Oh shit that’s nice.”
It was beyond nice, actually. I felt enveloped by warmth. Coated all over in a deep, soothing heat that seemed to be radiating through my skin and into my body. I knew right away that the more they rubbed, the hotter everything would get.