He was so baffled that he had no idea what was going on.
“Do you really think I have no desire to fuck you?” He stood up from his stool. Brent pushed his shorts down to mid thigh and showed her how desperate he was for her. “This is how I get for you walking in the room like that.” He pointed at the shirt. “It’s Connor’s shirt for fuck’s sake, and that guy does not turn me on.”
She glanced down at her shirt. “But I thought....”
“You thought what.” He pushed the shorts out off his legs and walked toward her.
“You didn’t want me tonight.”
“We were behind the bar, Zoe. I was trying to be a gentleman. Believe me, I haven’t seen you naked, and already I want you.”
She stared at his erection. He felt her gaze like a caress over his length. “I thought you didn’t want me.”
“Baby, I wish I was able to reduce my need for you. Look at me, Zoe. I’m dying here.”
Her chuckles lightened the mood. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I didn’t push you away. I was trying to do the right thing.”
“Connor has seen me naked,” she said.
“Lucky bastard. He gets all the fun. I think it has something to do with that brooding thing he’s got going for him.”
She lifted the shirt up and over her head. “I think it is only fair you get to see me and make up your own mind.”
Brent stared at the perfection of her body. He’d had many sizes and shapes of women, and none of them held a candle to Zoe. She was all woman. Every part of her was full and soft. His cock pulsed at the sight of her. His mouth watered for a taste of her.
“What else did Connor do?” he asked.
He would come if she said anything about fucking. Brent had no control left.
“He touched my breasts.”
“Like this?” he asked, reaching out and cupping the mounds. They were heavy and ripe. Brent loved the feel of them in his hands.
“Yes,” she said with a gasp to her voice.
“Do you like me touching you?”
“Yes.” Brent felt her tits and watched her nipples harden. “He licked my nipples as well.”
Pre-cum leaked out of the tip of his cock.
“Is that all he did?” Jake asked, startling them. Zoe spun around, and Brent pressed her against his front.
“Connor has touched her breasts, Jake,” he said, holding her tits in his hands.
“I see you have as well.”
“They’re perfect, Jake. Come and feel.”
Jake walked over and took what Brent offered.
Zoe was shaking between them. Brent leaned down and whispered in her ear. “If you want us to stop, say so.”
“No, I’m fine.”
“What else did Connor get to do?” Jake asked.
“Lick her breasts.” Brent watched his friend sink to his knees in front of her. There was a wicked smile on his face that Brent recognised. Jake was going to lick something else entirely.
“He didn’t lick me there,” Zoe said.
“Shame.” Jake turned his gaze to Brent. He nodded his head and grabbed a stool with no back to it. They worked together, sitting her down. Brent held her in his arms as Jake moved between her thighs.
His cock felt full with his cum at the sight of Jake going down on her.
He loved watching a woman take pleasure from being fucked by his friends. Brent never got the same enjoyment with other men. He knew because when he’d left Law Castle for a few days to go on the road, he’d explored threesomes and foursomes with other men and a woman. It was nothing compared to sharing a woman with his friends.
“Look what I found,” Connor said from the doorway.
Zoe gasped.
Jake turned around. “I’m getting a taste in first.”
“Then take her somewhere comfortable. She needs to be able to lose control.” Brent watched Connor move closer. The other man stroked her cheek with a loving caress. “Is this what you want, Zoe?”
She took the time to glance at all of them before she nodded her head. “Yes, I want this.”
Connor folded his arms. Brent knew the look on his face. Connor wasn’t convinced. “You’ve spent the last six months denying us, and now you’re giving yourself to us?”
“I like her choice,” Brent said.
“I don’t care what you like. I want her to be sure about this, and you two should as well.”
“Are you sure?” Jake asked.
“No, I’m positive this is what I want. Please, don’t begin making future plans. I only want this. For now, if you can’t accept that, then can one of you take me home?” Zoe asked.
She was still running from them. No matter what they did, she always had an out. Brent stroked her arm. They’d gotten her naked in their home. All they needed to do was keep her there. Brent was more than ready for the challenge she presented.