Four Play
her, to have had her clothing stripped from her body by others, but it was quite another to walk of her own accord—naked—into the living room where Chase and her best friends waited. Best friends that had just fucked her six ways to Sunday.
    She sat on the edge of the bed and attempted to collect her scattered wits. Okay, she was being ridiculous. After all, she’d dragged both Brody and Tate to a strip club where they saw her take it off in front of the entire fire crew. Walking out naked in front of them was nothing. Right?
    Only this time they were going to lay claim to her. She didn’t have Chase to hide behind. For all she knew Chase would be content to watch from the sidelines while his friends got down and dirty with her.
    Ohhh but that image made her shiver with excitement. She liked having sex while Chase watched. Loved the sensation of his eyes burning over her body, watching in satisfaction as another man took what was his.
    They’d acted on a lot of their fantasies in the past, but this was a new chapter in their relationship. It displayed a boldness she loved. Never had they gone beyond the confines of their personal intimacy. And as she sat here examining her feelings on the subject, all she could think was that she was exhilarated .
    Taking a deep breath, she rose and let the towel fall to the floor.
    She hesitated at the entrance to the living room, her gaze seeking the occupants before she took another step forward. The guys were sprawled on the couches watching television. It looked very much like days off at their own house. Only she wasn’t normally about to walk in naked and tempt them to do their worst.
    Tate looked up and saw her first. He froze and stared unabashedly up and down her body, his eyes lingering first at her pussy and then her breasts. Then he simply crooked his finger in a clear come-here motion.
    Brody and Chase turned when she took a step forward. She had the instant urge to cover up everything her hands and arms would cover up, but given that they’d just spent the last hour touching all those places, her urge was pretty damn silly.
    She’d always been proud of her body, and she damn sure hadn’t minded flaunting it in the strip club. No reason to become a shrinking violet now. If Chase had any inkling of the ridiculous thoughts floating through her head, he’d laugh his fool head off at the absurdity.
    When she reached Tate, she was surprised by his directness. Maybe her fantasy brought out the latent caveman in all of them. He was by far the most easygoing of the group, and she had trouble picturing him as this blunt, forceful man who’d ravaged her body.
    He loosened his fly with one hand and reached up with his other to jerk her down to her knees. She landed between his knees and braced her hands on either side of them. His hand left her long enough to pull his jeans down around his hips, and she stared at his cock lying at an angle over his thigh.
    He was by no means fully erect, but he wasn’t flaccid either. This was the first chance she’d had to really study the beauty of his body, the size of his cock and his muscled thighs. She imagined stroking every inch of his flesh, cupping him and guiding him to her mouth. Would he want her to seduce him, or did he prefer the control?
    She had her answer when he fisted his cock, stroked up and down as it lengthened and grew more rigid. He cupped his other hand behind her neck and pulled her roughly toward him.
    As her mouth closed over the tip, she inhaled his scent and savored it. Forgotten for the moment was the fact that Chase and Brody watched. She was caught up in her fascination with Tate. Lovable, loyal Tate. Who would have ever thought she’d have him in her mouth, his strong hand cupped around her neck so that she was powerless to do anything but obey his silent commands.
    She was more focused now. She’d had time to adjust to the idea of being fucked by three different men. Now she wanted to enjoy the sensation

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