Her toes curled and she looked up at Adrian, one knee bending to spread, to offer Packer more. Adrian's eyes were like a touch of their own, making her feel so sensual, beautiful. Wanted.
He licked his lips, opening them to say something, but the damned phone rang, cutting him off.
He stormed over to the phone and Calleigh's focus landed back on the man driving her out of her mind. His tongue teased her clit, over and over, and it made her thighs shake.
Packer's hands weren't exactly still, either. The man was pure devil, knowing just where to touch without any instruction on her part. Some men weren't into going down on a girl, but some... Fuck, yeah. Calleigh groaned, loud enough that Adrian glared from where he was talking on the phone.
It made her want to cackle. She just didn't have the breath with Packer sliding two fingers inside her.
"Oh..." She rose up on her elbows, her hips encouraging him to keep up, to let her have more.
A low chuckle vibrated against her skin, more felt than heard. Adrian slammed the phone down.
"Fucking room service."
"Ev... oh, fuck..." She rocked as Packer's fingers hit a hot spot inside her and her hips bucked. "Everything good?"
"They just have rotten timing." Adrian came to loom over them, almost reaching for her.
"Ah-ah, Chook." Packer raised his head a fraction. "You be good and I'll give you a treat later." Adrian groaned, that heavy cock thick and hard in his Wranglers and Calleigh moaned, moved on Packer's fingers. "Good boy. And girl." Packer bent back to her, his tongue rubbing her mercilessly.
"Oh. Oh, please." Calleigh couldn't fucking breathe and her fingers tangled in his hair, pressed him closer.
"Mmm." Packer didn't tease anymore. He licked and sucked and fucked her with his fingers, his breath so hot on her it almost burned.
Her back arched when she climaxed, her heels digging into the mattress. Every inch of her felt awake and alive and tingling.
"Beautiful, huh? Such a pretty sheila." Packer moved up to kiss her belly, then sat up. "Come here and kiss me, Chook. Get a little taste."
Adrian all but pounced Packer, their chests slapping together as Adrian devoured Packer's mouth.
Oh, fuck. Hotness.
Packer grunted, hands going to Adrian's back, holding him in place. Adrian was wild, humping, moaning, but Packer finally pushed him back.
"Not yet."
Adrian growled softly and Calleigh's nipples went so hard they hurt at the look on his face, all need and frustration.
Packer stood up, bumping chests with Adrian, backing him away from the bed. "Chocolate. Coffee. Yeah?"
Adrian's fingers cupped Packer's cock, rubbed hard through the jeans. "Yeah, mate."
Shuddering, Packer pushed against Adrian's hand. "Yeah."
Calleigh chuckled. They were such boys. Such hot, horny boys.
"Oh, are we ignoring you, love?" Packer kissed Adrian one more time, hard on the mouth before slipping down next to her. "Can't have that."
For just a second, she thought she might be in a little bit of trouble, having that focus on her. Then she decided the ride was going to be worth it.
"You all right, luv?" Packer was watching her closely.
"I am." She scooted closer, let their bodies touch.
"Good. Adrian is no pussy. He'd let us know if he wasn't happy." Packer kissed her throat, his tongue flicking at her skin.
"Right by her collarbone, mate. There's a hot spot that won't quit."
"Don't give up all my secrets, Ades!"
"Why not, baby? He'll find them eventually."
"Maybe." She laughed as Packer's teeth scraped against her, heading toward that little sensitive spot.
"Definitely." Packer said it against the hollow above her collarbone.
Her breath actually caught in her chest, just hitched, and Calleigh's hips rolled toward Packer's heat.
"I like to find the hot spots." Packer did it again, his hand on her belly.
Her hips slid, the garter belt shifting down.
"I think there must be one here, too." He stroked her belly, low down, just above her mound.
"Oh..." One leg drew up, her inner thighs damp with her need.
"Sweet lady." Packer kissed her, stroked her.
Adrian's fingers slid up her legs, catching on the stockings.
"Careful, Chook. You have to be able to get the door."
Adrian was just wicked. Adrian's hands were so damned warm. "I'll get the fucking door. I can smell you both. Makes a man hungry."
"Like it when you're hungry, Adrian. Makes your hands shake. Makes you all flushed and hard." Packer's fingers never stopped moving, taunting her even as his words taunted Adrian.
Fingers slid along her slit, and she wasn't sure whose they were, but they slipped through her folds, nudged her clit. Then another set met the first there and she had her answer. They were both touching her.
Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, breaking the skin as her hips bucked up. Packer's mouth found one nipple, worrying it, and electricity slammed through her belly. They were going to make her explode. She was just going to die of terminal pleasure.
"So fucking hot, baby girl. All pink and wet for us."
Oh, god... No talking. Ades' voice had always made her stupid.
"Look at that. Keep talking." Packer licked at that little spot on her collarbone, his fingers working her good.
"Mmm. I do love you shaved, baby. Love how soft it makes you, how sensitive."
"Shh..." Her head tossed and she could feel her tension ratcheting up again, tugging at her belly.
"Why? I think you need to come for us again, baby girl. I think I want to see that,” Adrian murmured.
"Ades. Y'all..." She stretched up, restless, skin too hot.
"Shh." Packer's thumb rubbed her clit insistently.
"Fuck. Oh, fuck..."
"Come on, baby. Look at you. You're so fucking hot."
"Sweet." Packer licked at her, and Adrian's fingers spread her, slipping inside her as Packer worked her clit.
Her hips rolled up, uncontrollably and she almost pulled away from them as the pleasure spiked. They held her down, damn them, and gave her nothing to do but ride the pleasure out. Fingers plunged in and out of her, her clitoris was stroked and nudged until she burned. When Packer's lips found one of her nipples and latched on, all she could do was call out as the world exploded.
"That's it, baby girl. That's it." Ades moved back, letting Packer take the brunt of her shivering and shaking. He never once let up watching her, though.
She didn't even move when room service knocked on the door. Adrian chuckled, went to answer, and Packer covered her up, just in case. Good Packer.
Ades didn't let the waiter in; he just took the rolling table, signed the receipt, and locked the door. "Look, baby. Coffee and chocolate."
And oh, it smelled good. She hummed, leaned up on her elbow, rubbing against Packer's side. "Yum."
"Mmmhmm. Look at Adrian. He's all pointy."
"He is. It's a good look for him." She could lick Ades all over, from his mouth to his so-hard cock.
"It is. I like it." Packer swept the sheet aside. "Chocolate, Chook."
She reached down, intending to slide out of her garters. She'd feel less exposed completely naked.
"Oi. I thought you said Adrian liked these." Packer's hand covered hers.
"I did."
Adrian chuckled, sliding his fly open. "I do. Leave them on, baby girl."
"Chook thinks he's been a good enough boy to join us, luv." Packer sat up, hand on her belly.
"Does he now..." She leaned over, let her lips trail over Packer's side.
"I think so." Adrian's pants dropped to the floor.
She hummed softly, licked her lips. "Pretty Ades."
The shirt followed soon after, and she wasn't the only one reaching for Adrian when he slipped down on the bed holding a plate of chocolate cake.
She scooped up a bit of icing, popped it in her mouth. "Oh, god."
"Share?" Ades leaned in close, mouth closing on hers.
Calleigh slid right against Adrian's chest, letting him have his taste. Adrian kissed her like a starving man, and she didn't think it was chocolate he wanted. Not a bit. Packer's hands were on her hips, thumbs sliding over the skin of her ass, encouraging her to move, to rock back and forth between them. They were enough to melt her brain. She was in so much trouble. She'd really had no idea when she decided to come after them.
Their lips separated with a pop, and she went for another finger full of chocolaty goodness, offering it to Packer.
He sucked it off, his head bobbing a little. Adrian moaned, watching that.
"Is it good?" She licked her lips.
"It's yummy." Packer kissed her, letting her taste this time.
Adrian pushed into the kiss, his mouth coffee-flavored as their lips all moved together -- licking and moaning, tasting. She couldn't breathe. All she could do was feel and touch and need. Her skin felt too tight. One of her hands found Adrian's prick, the other hand had its fingers tangled in Packer's hair, holding their lips together.
The boys started moving, in concert like they knew exactly what rhythm to go on. Beautiful assholes. Calleigh rocked with them, her nipples hard, the ache moving through her body.
"What do you want, Chook? Huh? You want inside her?" Packer was working on making her love his voice, too.
"Fuck, yes. Need you, baby girl." Adrian's hands wrapped around her hips, moving her like she didn't weigh anything.
They positioned her so she lay on top of Packer, his cock against the small of her back, her legs spread wide. Her hips rolled, teasing Packer as Adrian settled between their legs.
Packer's breath huffed out, his body moving under hers. Adrian didn't waste any time, just pushing inside her, loving on her. Calleigh made sure she kept moving, keeping Packer with them, driving herself on Adrian's cock. She could feel Packer's heat against her ass, could feel the little drops of pleasure that left his body. Adrian was a familiar width and length inside her, and hot as a brand.
Jesus, it was hot between the two of them. Every inch of her was touched, heated.
"One of these days, luv. One of these days we'll both be inside you, making you scream." Packer whispered it in her ear.
Oh, fuck. She could imagine that, imagine the heat, the stretch, the burn, and that just made her move faster, heels digging into the mattress now.
"That's it, baby." Ades had no idea what Packer was saying, but it didn't matter. His blue eyes blazed down at her, happy and horny and all hers.
"Y'all..." Her body started to tighten, the muscles of her belly rock hard.
"Love." Adrian was the one calling her love, now, and she knew he meant it, that he was telling her for real.
Calleigh nodded, found him a smile. Yes. Yes. Love. She tilted her head, got her lips on his chin.
"Mmm." Packer moved faster against her. She moaned, eyes on her Ades. She wanted to watch Packer take him, wanted to see Packer's heavy cock with Adrian's lips wrapped around it.
Adrian grinned for her, bending to lick at her mouth. "You have this look."
"What look?" She squeezed his cock. If he could talk that well, she wasn't doing her job.
"I-- oh. Evil." A flush crawled up his chest to his throat, and he bucked against her.
"Just imagining." She was good at imagining.
"What?"
Packer humped hard. "I bet I can guess."
"Try me." Fuck, she was close.
"You like me and Adrian touching, luv." Oh, he was good.
"Yes. Y'all're hot. So fine." And she got to play with them. Like as much as she wanted.
"You're hot and wet and entirely lovely."
Flatterer.
She moaned, one leg wrapping around Ades' hip. Adrian moaned back, his hips pushing against her pelvis. Her ass rocked back, slid on Packer's cock. She was caught between them, suspended in the most amazing web of pleasure. Her spring was winding up so tight.
Packer's fingers touched her hips, touched Adrian's fingers, and that was all she wrote. Her orgasm came barreling down on her like a runaway freight train. Packer rumbled, his hips snapping, wet heat sliding along her back. She heard Ades grunt, hips restless and bucking furiously for only a few heartbeats.
Then her Adrian came for her, too, hard and deep and so good.
She moaned, eyes heavy. No sleeping, though. There was chocolate.
And coffee. Not cheesecake.
***
Adrian wanted a cigarette.
Just looking at Packer and Calleigh sleeping together made him want to howl at the moon and jump around and go smoke. He didn't. He sat on the chair by the bed and nibbled cake instead.
She'd been working out, her curves were still there, but there was muscle underneath them. Packer's hand was resting above that dark tattoo, like the fingers were framing it. She'd always been so beautiful she'd taken his breath away, but like this? Oh, god, like this, where she proved she was willing to fight for him, she made it hard to breathe.