Chapter 6

Travis grasped her by her free hand and dragged her behind him. She clung to Kyle so he wouldn’t get lost in the crowd. Finally they were in the secluded VIP room. The air was cooler. The room was black and red from the red bulbs in the light fixture. It was eerie—and yet something about it was strangely alluring.

Before they reached the back entrance Travis stopped and spun around on her. Taking her by the shoulders he pushed her against one of the walls. He pinned her between his body and the wall, his hands on either side of her head. Gone was her Travis. The man in front of her was something entirely different. This was a side of him she’d never got to see before. She trembled.

He traced his nose gently along her jaw line, breathing her in deeply. She was vaguely aware that Kyle was still in the room. Shit. What would he think? Would he be hurt? Because there was no denying that she was aroused by the way Travis was turning her on by barely touching her. This was bad. This was very, very bad.

“What’s going on?” she panted as he parted her thighs with his legs.

“I’ve gone long enough,” he growled by her ear. His hot breath caused chills to fan out over her shoulders and arms.

“W—what?” she squeaked.

“I have to taste you,” he said huskily. “Tell me you want me? I know you want me, I can feel how wet you are,” he purred.

“Travis,” she moaned softy as he pulled her skirt up her thighs. She clutched at his arms as she slid up and down against him, the rough denim pressing into the thin satin of her barely-there panties.

She looked over his shoulder and found Kyle watching. Her eyes widened as he reached down and stroked himself through the front of his jeans. He was just as turned on. Her eyes flickered to the prominent bulge. There was no denying that both of the guys were packing some pretty impressive packages. She’d never seen them, but in high school she’d heard from some of their conquests about their endowments. She’d been secretly jealous of those girls back then.

Travis stilled and followed her gaze.

“Which one of use do you want?” he purred against her ear as he moved his tongue along the slim line of her neck. Her knees buckled.

“Travis. This is a bad idea. I won’t choose between you two. I can’t. We shouldn’t even be . . . oh . . .” her sentence died on her lips as he pressed his fingers against her through the outside of her panties.

She watched as Kyle took a step closer, a darkened expression of desire crossing his face. It was a look she’d never seen before. As Travis worked his fingers up and down her wet slit through her panties, Kyle moved closer, tucking his hand inside her dress and palming her breast through her bra. His thumb teased her nipple.

“What if you don’t have to choose?” he whispered as he pressed his lips against her neck, grazing the skin ever so softly with his teeth.

Lily’s legs buckled, but with their support she managed to stay up right.

“What if we told you that you could have us both,” he continued as he kissed her shoulder.

She let out a soft mewling sound as Travis’s fingers moved faster. Kyle tugged on her nipple through her bra. Travis moved back just enough for Kyle to roughly tug the dress down. The thin material that had been across her shoulder ripped, but she didn’t care. The only thing she could think about was their hands on her. Teasing, torturing—and driving her insane.

Travis moved back just enough for Kyle to pull her dress down to her waist, taking her bra with it. Her breasts were completely exposed. She wanted to cover herself. When she tried, Travis laced his fingers through hers and held them above her head and stepped back just far enough to take her in.

“Holy fuck, Lils,” Kyle said with a strangled grasp as he stared at her heaving breasts. There was no denying that she was large chested. She’d been wearing a DD since her junior year in high school. “You’re beautiful,” he half said, half groaned as he cupped one and teased her already hardened nipples into stiffer peaks.

“I’ve never seen a more perfect pair of tits,” Travis said. He let go of her hands and bent forward, capturing a nipple between his lips and sucking it into his mouth.

She let out a strangled cry, and when Kyle did the same to the other one she just about lost it. Each teased and tugged on her nipple, driving her mad with a desire she had no clue even existed.

She plowed her fingers through their hair and pulled them tighter to her chest as she arched away from the wall, but Travis’s firm hand pushed her back. She whimpered.

Travis brushed her thighs with his hand before nudging her panties aside and slipping his fingers into her wetness.

Lily gasped and arched her hips away from the wall.

“You’ve got to feel this, man. She’s soaked,” Travis murmured to Kyle.

Travis moved his fingers aside just enough to allow Kyle’s in to tease her at the same time. Travis, or maybe it was Kyle, she couldn’t tell who, but one of them toyed with her clit while the other pressed his finger inside her trembling pussy.

“Shiiiiit, she’s so tight,” Kyle said as he slowly worked his finger in and out of her, pressing against the magical spot she had no clue even existed.

With their mouths still sucking, nipping, and tugging at her breasts and their fingers working in tandem, Lily felt herself climb higher. This was a place she’d never been before. Not a single guy she’d ever been with had ever given her so much pleasure. The only times she’d ever had an orgasm was when she did it herself, but this . . . this felt nothing like any of those times.

Her body was beginning to tremble when suddenly both Travis and Kyle’s hands left her, as well as their mouths. Slowly they stood and took a step back.

“Fuck, Tiger. You’re so wet,” Travis purred as he put his finger between his lips and sucked the moisture free. Kyle drew one of his fingers into his mouth.

“You taste amazing,” he growled. This was a side of Kyle she had never seen, ever. She’d never seen this side of Travis before either, but, honestly, this was fitting to his personality. But there was an air about Kyle that said he was very much in control.

Kyle pressed his other finger against her lips. “Taste how sweet you are, Lily.”

He held her gaze locked with his as she sucked the tip of her finger between her lips. The musky taste of her own juices hit her tongue—and it was strangely arousing.

“What do you say, Lils?” Kyle asked. “Come back with us.”

Lily straightened up, pulling her skirt back down into place. Her head was spinning with a mixture of pure arousal, tequila, and beer—and confusion.

Don’t do this.

You’re going to regret it.

They are your best friends.

You’re going to throw away years of friendship.

Do it. Do it. Do it.