"Pour me a drink, boys. Let's get this party started." I got into the car and crawled across the bench until I was positioned between the entertainments for the night. Gray climbed in behind me and put himself on the bench away from us.
He watched, waited, poised.
The fist in my stomach and the tinny taste in my mouth put a good-sized dent in my enthusiasm. Was I making a mistake?
"Let's get to know each other." Hawk worked his hands into my hair. Ian took the cue to kiss my neck, finding that sensitive spot right above my collarbone.
Thank God for the distraction provided by horny guys.
"You mean let's get to know the inside of my vagina?" Yep. That came out of my mouth.
Could I be any more awkward? I needed to practice my dirty talk, that was for sure.
Hawk cupped my chin and circled my lips with his thumb. "Tsk, tsk. Don't be an impatient, greedy girl. You'll get your orgasms, and they'll be better with a little anticipation."
"Okay, what did you have in mind?" I put a touch of pout in my voice, but only to hide my trepidation.
Hawk smiled in a way that had me squirming from just the idea of the naughty thoughts running through his head. Coño, I wanted this, but what if I was less good at this game than at regular sex?
"How are you at sucking cock, doll?"
My heart rate jumped up a notch. I glanced at Gray. No reaction from him. Like... none.
Okay, fine. I was on my own here.
I swallowed. No need for every man in the car to know that I had fantasies of big male hands holding my hair tight, a cock pushing its way to the back of my throat, thrusting in and out of my mouth while I could only obey.
Marc would rather get blown than have sex, but he just laid there while I serviced him. I wanted to feel the power behind a man having me on my knees, using my mouth. That was the kind of submission that I craved.
One where I could give as well as take. Even the idea of it felt nothing like the lack of power I had in my everyday life.
I shrugged. "I'm all right."
"Good. Ian and I are going to have some fun getting to know all of you. And by you, I mean your body."
I had a million questions. What did all of me mean? How would they do it? How would I know when they were done getting to know me? Did I get to know-
"On your knees, Angel." Gray's voice, dark and smoky, pushed at me. His voice commanded the space.
I couldn't tell if he was taunting me with my own lack of execution, if he could tell how far into my head I'd gotten, or if he really wanted to see me there. The latter thought filled my head and swirled through me. Aroused, I craved the command and fought it.
"Yes, doll. On your knees. My cock is aching to get into that lush mouth of yours." Hawk unzipped and pulled out his shaft already hard.
He was a whole hell of a lot bigger than Marc. I'd be lucky to get much more than his head in my mouth.
Ian touched my hair and gave a few short strokes through the strands. His hands moved to my shoulder and gently pushed me toward the edge of the seat.
I glanced one last time at Gray and then slid down to the floor of the car, facing Ian and Hawk. I licked my lips, and my mouth felt too dry. I was going to give horrible head like this.
"Relax, baby. Start slow. He's big, but you can take him." Ian nudged my shoulder again, edging me toward Hawk's lap.
"Take out yours so I can decide who I want first." Maybe I was stalling...maybe I was asserting my own mind.
"You're a naughty thing. I can't decide if your boyfriend there likes it or not." Hawk nodded to Gray behind me. "But I don't, so get your mouth over here and start sucking my cock." He grabbed my head and pulled it to him.
The blood rushed through my body. Hawk pushed his cock past my lips and all the way to the back of my mouth. I gagged and felt my panties dampen. He held me there, thrusting deeper until I couldn't breathe. The car hit a bump in the road shoving him into my throat.
Hawk groaned."Fuck, yeah. Take it deep, swallow me."
I wrenched my head back and gasped for air.
Hawk's hands didn't leave my head. "You like it a little rough, don't you, doll?"
I nodded my head, gulping in breath and wiping at my mouth. I didn't want him to know I hadn't known until this exact moment. My whole body was burning already. I'd never been so turned on in my life. No one had ever been rough with me before. How was I to know?
Hawk didn't give me time to think about it. He pushed my head down again, but this time I was prepared. I didn't take him all the way, but far enough I wasn't gagging. He filled my mouth to overflowing.
"Take more of him, babe." Ian stroked my back, calming, soothing. It was such a contrast to Hawk's firm grip on my head.
I pushed my mouth down a scant inch more before bobbing back up and started a rhythm of up-down, up-down.
"Fuck yeah. That's it. Your mouth is so hot." Hawk moaned with each pass.
I liked hearing that. Marc had done nothing but breathe harder before he came. The sounds coming from deep in Hawk's chest twirled through my spine, pushing my own arousal higher. The jumbling of the car bouncing along the road only added to the excitement. I never knew when his cock would be pulled away or when I would have to take him farther than I expected.
I wanted to make him come. My tongue took on a mind of its own, pressing against the hard flesh in my mouth, snaking in and out and around.
"Ah, ah, ah. Naughty thing. You're too good by half. Your boyfriend is a lucky man. It's Ian's turn now." Hawk pulled away from me and guided me toward his friend.
Gray didn't want to be a lucky man. If I believed Hawk's praise, Gray was missing out. I doubted he cared.
Ian's dick was out and in his hand. He stroked up and down the shaft, longer than Hawk, but not as wide.
I wanted to know if Gray was stroking himself, too. Was he turned on by watching me being used by two other men?
Was this his thing? Was this why he was patron to a club like The Asylum?
Hawk grabbed my chin and guided me toward Ian. "Suck him and use your tongue like you were on me. I want you to blow his mind."
I was going to try my best to do that, but I wanted Gray involved. I already knew he wouldn't take off his pants for me. But that didn't mean I couldn't try to turn him on.
"Hang on a second." I pulled away and grabbed my bag, pulled out my phone and flicked the screen to video. "Would you mind this?"
"You are a dirty girl. What are you going to do with such an incriminating item?" Ian asked.
Boring old Marc would never indulge in my naughtier fantasies, which included taping ourselves. Only in dark thoughts I hid even from myself did I imagine anything as dirty as what I was doing now. Two men, on a tape, delivered to Marc? Ultimate payback.
Revenge.
"Have some fun with it later." My intention had been to get a couple of photos of me with another man to incense Marc. I didn't know if I had the guts to show something like that to the douche. I'd have to watch it first a few times.
Even if Gray wasn't into having sex with me, he'd ingratiated himself into this situation and I was going to use that to my advantage.
It's not like I wasn't going to have Grayson tape the whole escapade if they said no. He'd just have to do it in secret. I needed that tape, and I knew he was on board with the revenge part, at least.
"Sex tape, huh?" Ian said, his voice hinting that the idea turned him on.
"Something to remember they night by."
The guys exchanged a look that said to me they thought I was crazy and decided they didn't care as long as they were getting laid. Exactly what I'd been hoping for.
"Gray? Will you film us, for me?"
Now or never. I offered the phone to him.
He leaned forward in the seat, coming out of the darkness. His eyes were black, which I hoped was from him being turned on and not anger.
"You can watch like you love to do and film. We can use it again later." I acted the role he'd invented at the bar, hoping he wouldn't back out now. Please say yes, please play along.
Gray scowled at me and then addressed the guys.
"Take it up a notch. Get her good and ready for when we get to my place." He took the phone and pointed it at me. "Don't penetrate anywhere else besides her mouth until we're there. I want her worked up and ready to beg for it."
Mierda. It was like he'd been sitting there quietly planning and plotting. There was no way he'd come up with that on the fly.
Arms wrapped around me, like they'd been hovering, waiting for permission from Gray. They turned my body, so I faced Gray and the camera full on. They tugged at my sweater. Before I could blink, my bra was exposed and the flash on my phone lit up.