She went back to eating her food but wondered if the three of them could feel the heat her body felt like it was throwing off.
After a few, silent, thoughtful bites, Richard asked, “Maya, are you nervous? I don’t want you to feel worried or…scared.”
His thoughtfulness touched her heart, and she hastened to set his mind at ease. “I’m feeling a lot of things right now, Richard, but worried is not one of them.” She lowered her voice and continued. “I’m mildly nervous, but any girl would be who’d never made love with three men all together. I’m looking forward to it, and you don’t have to worry about me feeling fearful at all.” That seemed to satisfy him, and she realized that must have been his real concern. She loved Richard’s caring nature. Honestly, she couldn’t think of three men she was less frightened of.
Well, Boone had a little edge that scared her, but in a good way. She wondered how long she’d have to wait before the men said their goodnights and departed.
Chapter Eleven
Heart racing with anticipation, Maya stepped from the shower and toweled her body dry. Kendall, Boone, and Richard waited for her in the bedroom. She heard the water shut off in the other bathroom and hurriedly dried her hair and brushed her teeth. She stood before the mirror, staring at herself. She’d seen the same sad face in her mirror at home for over a year. Now a new woman stared back at her. This one had rosy cheeks, a sparkle in her eye, and dared to go after what she wanted.
She would make love with all three of them tonight. The thought caused her heart to race even faster, and her pussy lips throbbed so maddeningly she almost pressed a finger between them to massage the ache. Her clit felt twice its normal size and as she hung her towel her juices seeped out and dampened her thighs. She had to pause and breathe normally at the thought of their big cocks filling her there soon.
She heard male voices in the bedroom as she turned off the bathroom light and opened the door. After her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she could clearly see the three of them relaxing on the bed. Her legs trembled as she walked to the bed and climbed up beside Kendall, who lay in the middle. Richard sat beside him against the headboard, and Boone lay across the foot of the bed.
Desire and lust were evident on their faces as they gazed at her, and she felt small and delicate surrounded by them. As big as they were and as hard and thick as their cocks looked, she should have been trembling with trepidation. But the lust in their eyes was tempered by something gentle, and she knew she was in good hands with these men.
Kendall reached for her first, and she went to him, turning her head to look at Boone and Richard.
“Come here, Maya. You look a little nervous,” Kendall murmured. She curled into his arms at his side and allowed his warmth to steady her as Boone and Richard drew closer.
She gazed at him and smiled, shaking her head negatively. “No, I don’t know what you want me to do…how you want me to be. This is new to me.”
Boone nodded as he stroked her calf and the back of her thigh as he drew closer to her backside. Richard had moved closer and watched her with luminous eyes, the set of his mouth almost grim. She wondered what thoughts went through his mind.
Kendall distracted her with his gentle touch and seemed capable of reading her mind as he said, “Maya, we want to make sure you understand that this is no fling we’re after. You agreed to come for a week, I know, but we want for you to stay. That feeling will only increase after tonight. You know already how much I love you. Hell, I’m practically your love slave already.” He grinned when he said it, but there was a deep tenderness in his eyes, and she knew, despite his teasing, that the words came from his heart.
The feel of his callused palm holding her breast drew a moan from her. She turned to Richard and held his gaze. “Richard? Is this moving too fast for you?”
A flash of surprise showed in his eyes, and he shook his head, a faint smile on his lips. “No, honey. It’s not moving too fast between us.”
She placed her hand on his bare, muscular thigh. “You look uncertain, like something is holding you back.”
He swallowed hard and seemed to search for the words as he laid his hand over hers. “I’m worried what will happen if this night doesn’t go well. What if you feel differently in the morning about us? I’m a little concerned that physically this may be too much for you. In the morning, if you change your mind about us, it will…” His words trailed off as though he was afraid by uttering them they might come true.
Maya pushed carefully, knowing exactly what he meant because she felt it, too. “It will what, Richard?”