“How should we start?” I asked tentatively.
“We had a few ideas,” Ashton said, his eyes twinkling.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah,” Jude confirmed, and then he slipped off his crew-neck tee, revealing a chiseled six-pack and an eagle tattoo covering his chest. His jeans hung low on his waist, revealing the band of his boxer shorts. I wanted to slide my fingers under the elastic and see what he had hidden from me. “We’re each going to take off one piece at a time.”
I turned to see Ashton unbuttoning his flannel shirt, and I bit my lip while I watched. Butterflies rippled through my belly as his shirt slid to the ground. His abs were rock solid, and I wanted to press my body against him.
“Now it’s your turn,” Jude said, watching me.
I gave them a smirk. “What do you want me to take off first?”
“Your top,” Ashton said decisively.
I dropped my cashmere sweater and then, knowing I was being a tease, I shrugged. “Who’s next?”
“Ohhh, no you don’t,” Ashton said. “All the top layers.” He walked over to me and quickly raised the hem of my tank top and slid it over my head in one motion, keeping his eyes on me as he tossed it to the ground.
Jude came from behind me and unhooked my bra. I drew in a breath as he gently took it off. Once it was removed, he cupped my breasts from behind. My tits were full, and even his big hands couldn’t contain their fullness.
Jude’s lips brushed against my shoulder, my neck arching as I inhaled his woodsy smell. He was pine trees and scotch and leather-bound books. His beard scratched my skin, causing me to shiver in anticipation. I leaned back into his chest, his skin warm and soothing.
“You’re so gorgeous, Willow,” Ashton said, standing in front of Jude and me.
“This doesn’t feel weird, the three of us?” I asked, not feeling strange at all, just wanting to make sure they wanted this still. They were best friends, after all.
“You make me feel alive,” Ashton answered, not knowing that was exactly how he made me feel.
“And I would never pass up an opportunity to make you happy,” Jude explained.
“Good. I just wanted to make sure we were all on the same page,” I said, realizing that would probably be my last coherent thought for the evening, because Jude was still cupping my breasts, his fingers circling my nipples as they grew hard.
“Another item,” Jude said, stepping away from me and dropping his jeans and boxers, revealing a massive hard-on.
Fuck, that is so unbelievably sexy. My naked breasts got him that excited. Just wait, I thought, you’ll get really excited once I’m on my knees sucking that cock.
He was so large and long, just like I’d hoped for.
Ashton pulled off his pants, too, and my breath caught in my throat. I was filled with desire, seeing his hard cock in the lit room. Last night under the moon, I’d known he was solid and thick, but his girth was what I knew made me come so fast last night.
I couldn’t believe I’d get both of them in my body.
“Your turn,” Ashton said.
Knowing he was right, and knowing I was ready, I shimmied out of my pants. Standing between them in my teeny black panties, I licked my lips. “You guys have no idea how ready I am for you.” I put my fingers at the lacy band of my panties to take them off, but Ashton pushed my hands away.
“Let us.”
Two completely naked men stood on either side of me, and both got on their knees, then each used one hand to inch my panties off. I stepped out of them, and my bare skin tingled at the delight of them both staring at me.
It felt delicious, to be the object of their desire. I felt the space between my thighs become moist, and I teased them by pressing my fingers against my bare mound. Dipping my fingers into myself, I brought my hand to my lips, sucking the wetness off.
“Oh, fuck,” Jude said, looking up at me. His head was at my waist, so I used my other hand to pull my fingers through his hair.
“You like that?” I asked. He nodded slowly, so I pressed my wet finger into his mouth. He sucked hard as I pulled it back out.
“You taste so good.”
“I want a taste,” Ashton said, and pressed his mouth against my opening. His tongue flicked against my clit, nice and slow, letting the pressure and pleasure rise within me. I let a small moan escape my mouth.
“You taste like honey,” Ashton said.
“Let me taste you,” I said, my voice raspy with heat. I had never had four hands on my body at one time before, and the pleasure was so gratifying I immediately wanted to give back to them.