Heated for Pleasure (6 page)

“We’ll gladly accept anything you want to give us.” His eyes darkened, and she could tell he wasn’t speaking about her baked goods anymore.

“So, you all grew up together?” She changed the subject and took another bite of her breakfast.

Diego nodded and grinned. “Yeah, we were lucky. Not a lot of kids have a good time in the foster care system. We did. Ms. Macon took us in, and that was that. I’m not sure how she managed to keep us, but she did.”

“Keep you?”

“Some kids get adopted out eventually. We were still fairly young when she took us in. Andre was just a baby. But she kept us. Treated us like we were her kids, and we were in every way that mattered.”

“How old were you and Linc when she took you in?”

“Linc was two. I’d just turned three.”

“How far apart are you guys? In age?”

“There’s a year between each of us. Me, Linc then Andre.”

“Three toddlers at the same time! Yikes! I don’t envy her that.”

“We were good as gold.”

Ashley laughed. “I doubt that. You probably kept her on her toes.”

“Oh, we did. But Ms. Macon loved us all the same.”

Ashley could tell he was sincere. She could see the affection he felt for the woman who’d raised him.

“So, how…?” She shook her head and stopped the question before she could fully ask it. It was none of her business anyway.

“How did we end up in foster care?”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t ask.” Technically, she hadn’t. But apparently, it had been obvious to him she had been about to.

“It’s okay.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Andre’s mom died a few months after he was born. Overdose. She’d cleaned up a drug habit while she was pregnant, but went back as soon as he was born. Luckily, the neighbor went to check when she heard Andre crying.”

“Oh, my God,” Ashley gasped.

“Linc’s mom left him with his grandmother. His grandmother died, and they sent him to Ms. Macon until they could locate his mom. They didn’t find her.”

Ashley’s heart was breaking. “What about you?”

“I was left on Ms. Macon’s porch, complete with a note begging her to take me in.” He shrugged his shoulders again. “She did.”

Ashley blinked her eyes several times, trying to hold the tears at bay. She remembered all the times she’d said her life sucked, the times she’d wished her sisters and parents would just disappear.

“Don’t cry.” Diego sat next to her on the bed. Gently, he moved the tray off her lap and placed it on the floor. When he sat back up, he pulled her against his chest. “Everything happens for a reason. We were lucky. We had Ms. Macon and each other. That’s more than a lot of people get.”

She nodded her head in agreement.

“What about you? Parents? Brothers? Sisters?”

“My parents were killed a few years ago in a car wreck.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Thank you. I have two younger sisters, Mandy and Mia.”

“So you’re the oldest, huh?”

She nodded her head. Then her eyes got wide. “Oh shit! I need my phone. I have to call my sister right now! Shit! Shit! Shit! I was supposed to call her by nine, or she was going to call the police. I can’t believe I forgot that.”

Diego stood up and pulled a cell phone from his pocket. “Here. Call her.” He handed her the phone. “The police, huh?”

“I’ll explain it all in a minute,” she said as she punched in her sister’s number.

Mandy picked it up on the first ring. “Ash! Are you okay? Everything all right? I’ve been calling your cell phone for the last fifteen minutes. I was getting ready to call the cops.”

“I’m fine. Actually, I just woke up. I’m sorry I didn’t call on time.”

Mandy snickered on other end of the phone. “Three men exhaust you, don’t they?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“You’re lucky I waited. I had the guys run some background on your men. They all seem golden on paper. But if you hadn’t answered by 9:30, I was going to call the police anyway.”

“I’m sorry, Mandy.”

“No worries.” She could almost hear her sister shrugging. “So…how was it?”

Ashley looked up and Diego, who was listening to her every word attentively. “I just woke up.”

“Still there then?”

“Yes.”

“And I take it you’re not alone at the moment.”

“You could say that.”

Mandy snickered again. “I’m guessing you’re going to have a busy day today.”

“I hope so,” she admitted.

“Sounds like you’re enjoying your weekend date.”

“I am.”

“I guess I better let you get back to it then. Call me when you get home. We’ll compare notes or something.”

Ashley heard a masculine voice say something, and her sister laughed.

“Mandy?”

“Call me when you get home. Have fun this weekend. Or I guess I should say, keep having fun.”

“I hope so.”

“Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

Her sister hung up, and Ashley hit the end button before handing the phone back to Diego.

“So…the police?” he prompted.

“I called my sister before I came out here, so someone would know where I was and who I was with.”

“What about Mavis?”

Ashley snorted and shook her head. “I didn’t tell her.”

“That was pretty smart of you. Not the not telling Mavis part. But the fact you let someone know where you were going to be and all.”

“I drilled it into my sisters’ heads when we were growing up. You never go anywhere with anyone without letting someone know where you’re going to be.”

“Sounds like you’re a great big sister.”

“I try to be.”

“So should I warn the guys we might have some company in the form of flashing lights and sirens?”

Ashley blushed. “No. Mandy didn’t call them yet.”

“Good to know,” Diego said with a laugh. He leaned into her and nipped softly at her bottom lip with his teeth. “Did I tell you how much intelligent women turn me on?”

She laughed. “No. I’d love to hear it.”

He shifted, pressing her flat on the bed with his chest over her. “How about I show you instead?”

“I thought you’d never try.”

“Is this a private party, or can anyone join?”

Andre loomed in the open doorway. His eyes were hooded as he took in her position on the bed and Diego’s body on top of her.

“I’d love for you to join us,” she managed to say as Diego began pushing the robe from her shoulders.

Andre stepped in the room and headed to the bed.

“I’m really hoping you’re going to fuck me this time.”

“Sounds like I came in at just the right time.” Linc’s voice held a touch of laughter as he walked into the room to join them.

She hadn’t meant to say that out loud. She’d just been thinking about all the oral sex last night and really wishing they planned to fuck her with their cocks, instead of only fingers and tongues this time.

Judging by their expressions, she didn’t need to worry.

Chapter Seven

The robe was pushed completely off, leaving her unabashedly naked. Diego’s chest rubbed over her nipples as he moved down her frame. She hoped he was heading to her nipples. The tight points ached for a firm touch, preferably from a warm mouth.

Andre loomed on her left. He’d stripped beside the bed, and she couldn’t help the way her eyes shifted to his jutting cock. His penis was sheer masculine perfection. Perfect length. Perfect width. Perfect for fucking her to orgasm with. She licked her lips as she watched him move toward her.

“Honey, don’t tempt me with that sweet mouth this morning,” he groaned. “A man can only take so much. Right now, I want your kiss good morning more than anything else.”

Ashley smiled. “I think I can manage that.”

A gasp left her lips as Diego found her nipple and sucked hard. Her back arched up toward him, and Andre leaned in and swallowed her cries of pleasure. She was on sensation overload already with no idea of where Linc was or when he’d assert his dominant presence. She really loved that about him. Andre moved his mouth down over her chin and along her jaw toward her ear, giving her the chance to catch her breath.

“I love your tits,” Diego grunted. He pushed her breasts together and flicked his tongue over her nipples at the same time before nipping them both between his teeth. “I could suck them for hours and hours.” He took both her nipples in his mouth and sucked on them sending currents of electric pleasure traveling from the twin points down to her clit. The man was wickedly talented with his mouth. They all were.

“Make room for me,” Linc demanded, and she felt Diego shift, so he was on her right side.

Strong hands ran up the inside of her legs, spreading them wide as Linc took his place between them. His mouth followed his hands up her inner thighs. He licked, sucked, and nipped at her. She squirmed as much as three attentive males allowed, which wasn’t much. Three pairs of hands stroked over her. Three hot, hungry mouths moved over her. Every nerve was awake as pleasure washed through her. She was already close, so close.

“Please,” she begged, unable to hold the words inside. “Please.”

“Oh, we plan to,” Andre stated as his mouth nibbled along her neck again, this time moving down.

Linc’s tongue licked over her pussy lips, dipping in to find and bump around her swollen clit.

“Oh, God!” she panted, her hands clenching in the sheets beneath her as she tried to hang on.

Diego released her breasts and moved back. Her eyes flew to him, and she watched as he undressed. His cock was just as thick as she remembered. He’d stretched her lips. She couldn’t wait to feel him stretch her pussy. He stroked one strong hand up and down his shaft while she watched. She licked her lips again.

“You want this, cariño? You want to suck my cock again?” Diego moved closer to her, his hand working slowly up and down his shaft.

Ashley nodded her head and licked her lips.

Linc’s mouth was torturing her pussy. His tongue was in constant motion, licking and tapping her flesh without giving any part of her his sole attention. Andre worked his mouth over her skin, getting closer and closer to her nipples. But her focus was on Diego and the hard flesh he was bringing to her.

When he was close enough, he traced her lips with the broad head of his cock. She flicked her tongue out and over him, making him groan. It was the only catalyst required to have him pressing forward for entry. She stretched her lips wide and took him in.

“Oh, God, yes,” he moaned. His hips pumped, fucking his cock in and out. She rubbed her tongue along his shaft, under then around the head before trailing back down. Every time he pulled it back, she tightened her hold and sucked, urging him to stay inside her mouth.

“Fuck,” he hissed. “You’re going to make me come before I get to feel that sweet pussy.” He shuddered and pulled his cock free. “I want to be buried deep when I come this time. I want that tight pussy milking my cum free while I fuck you just the way you want. I’m going to make you come again and again, cariño. I’m going to fuck you into oblivion.”

It was her turn to moan. How would she handle the pleasure they were planning for her? She was afraid it would be even more intense than what she’d experienced last night, and last night had made her pass out. She was better rested now, but… Would that really make a difference?

Linc chose that moment to plunge two fingers inside her pussy. His lips wrapped around her clit and sucked greedily. She bucked and screamed. Andre’s mouth took her left nipple while Diego leaned down to pinch her right between his fingers. An orgasm ripped through her. They didn’t let up. Linc pumped his fingers harder and faster, sucked with more vigor as he forced her to ride her orgasm higher and higher. Teeth and fingers tightened to the cusp of pain, keeping her on edge and in the moment.

They held her that way for what felt like forever. Her body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and she was still shaking when they finally eased off. She could do little more than lay there, boneless and pliant. They could do anything they wanted. And they did.

“Condoms,” Linc grunted as he shifted between her thighs.

Diego moved away, and she heard the opening and closing of a drawer. When he came back into view, he held a roll of condoms in his hand. He tore one off and tossed it to Linc, another went to Andre. Then he tore one off for himself and let the rest of the roll land on the bed. She watched as he ripped the package open and rolled the latex over his shaft.

Raw sexual energy surged within her, bringing her body back to life. This was what she’d been waiting for. This was what she’d wanted.

“Have you ever had anal sex?” Linc demanded.

She nodded her head. She loved anal sex. It always seemed to make her hotter, wetter, to have a cock in her ass. In fact, the best orgasm of her life was during anal sex. Or at least, it had been before being with these three men last night.

“How long has it been? Do you think you could take one of us there?” Andre asked the question, bringing her gaze to him and his sheathed cock.

“I think I can.” She wasn’t sure about Diego’s girth. And Andre would be a tight fit. But she’d definitely like to try.

“I’ll lube you up,” Andre promised, his voice seemingly deeper, huskier. “I’ll make sure you’re as ready as I can get you.”

She swallowed, her eyes dropping once more to his erection. There was no doubt in her mind now as to who would be taking her ass. Andre. It might be uncomfortable at first, but she had little doubt she’d adjust. As excited as she was, it wouldn’t take a lot to prepare her.

“Okay,” she agreed with a nod of her head.

Three masculine groans filled the air as they all seemed to stop for a minute. Then they moved away from her.

“Roll over onto your hands and knees,” Linc ordered. His command sent chills down her spine. She hadn’t realized how big of a turn-on it could be to feel so dominated in the bedroom. But Linc seemed to have awoken a submissive part of her she hadn’t even known was there.

She rolled over then pushed slowly up to her knees, arching her back and shifting her knees out to widen her thighs. She knew they would be able to see her ass and the slit of her pussy still wet from her earlier orgasm.