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  “I have a taste for chocolate,” Diego said, wiggling his brow. “I’m betting there’s some syrup in there for my treat.”

  “I tend to be too impatient to wait for the toppings. I want to gobble mine up while it’s still hot.” Linc’s words had her squirming in place.

  Were they seriously going to eat dinner now?

  Masculine laughter filled the room, and she realized she’d voiced her question of disbelief out loud.

  “I’ve always liked to eat my dessert first,” Linc drawled.

  “And we all know what a sweet tooth I have,” Diego added with a grin.

  “Well, then,” Andre scooped her up in his arms and held her high against his chest. “I say let’s eat.”

  Chapter Five

  Ashley found herself carried into the kitchen and set on the counter beside the sink.

  “Let’s clean you up a little bit first.” Andre turned the faucet on and wet a cloth. He was gentle as he wiped over her breasts. He rubbed her nipples, making sure they were clean before wetting the cloth again and moving to the few places they had splashed her face.

  She almost laughed. Only a guy would focus on cleaning her breasts before her face.

  Diego walked up and lifted one of her feet to rest on his chest. Slowly, he slipped the clasp free on her sandal and dropped it to the floor. Then he pulled her other foot up and did the same. All she had left on now were her jeans and panties. Diego was still completely naked, so she didn’t feel uncomfortable, even though Andre and Linc both still wore their jeans. She wasn’t sure when they’d lost their shirts, but she was glad they had.

  “You have the sexiest feet,” Diego murmured as he lifted her leg higher until he could lick across her toe.

  She giggled and jerked back a bit.

  “Ahhh, the ticklish kind, huh?” he mocked and placed a kiss on her arch before running it back down his chest.

  “Table’s ready,” Linc stated, drawing her attention over to him. He’d spread out a blanket over the wooden table then placed a few things within easy reach. She took note of the canned whipped topping and chocolate syrup.

  “Let’s get you over there.” Andre scooped her back up into his arms and carried her to the table with Diego walking beside them. Instead of sitting her on it, Andre put her on her feet in front of it.

  “Let’s get these off first.” Diego unsnapped her jeans and spread the zipper wide, letting his hands dip inside as he shoved the material down.

  Andre moved out of her sight, and she braced her hands on Diego’s shoulders as he went to his knees to pull her jeans off. His cock was rock hard again. She shivered with anticipation. He slid the material off her other foot and tossed the jeans aside. His hands ran up the inside of her legs, edging closer to the gusset of her panties.

  “Up on the table,” Linc ordered, and she locked eyes with him.

  She stepped over and tried to decide the best way to get on it. It was a little tall for her, and she wasn’t sure how graceful she would look hopping onto it in nothing, but her panties. Linc took the decision away from her when he put his hands on her waist and lifted her.

  “Lay back, Ashley. Let us see how good you look all ready for us to eat.”

  She could feel the blush stain her cheeks again. It was funny how she could still blush after sucking all three of them off. Really, what was there to be embarrassed of now? She reclined back, using her hands to lower her body until she was prone on top of it.

  Andre bent to kiss her. His hands caressed her arms, and he slid her further up the table, so her feet were completely on it.

  “Hands up.” Linc’s voice intruded, and Andre broke the kiss and pulled away.

  She slowly lifted her hands up over her head. Diego took them and kissed both wrists before cuffing them together. Linc took a tie and wound it between the cuffs before using it to anchor her hands to one of the table legs. The position had her breasts jutting out into the air. It wasn’t uncomfortable, just furthered her sense of exposure, which was on the ridiculous side. She was in her panties on a table with three men around her. How much more exposed could she get?

  “Are you okay with this?” Andre asked as he ran his fingers along the side of her breast.

  Ashley nodded her head.

  “If it gets uncomfortable or you change your mind, all you have to do is say the word,” Diego’s sexy voice stated. “The cuffs come off. It’s all about your pleasure.”

  She smiled. “I have a pair of cuffs just like these in my toy box at home.”

  “Oh, I knew you were a woman after my heart,” Linc whispered as he moved to her other side. His fingers traced a lazy path down her side, over her hip, and along her leg. He paused for a moment then traced the path back up to her hip, brushing his fingers over the top of her panties.

  Andre smiled at her. He caught her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it, drawing a cry from her lips. Her gaze flew to him. Diego bent low and touched his lips to hers before moving over her cheek, down her jawline, and along her neck. She skimmed her eyes toward him.

  Linc gripped her panties and ripped each side before pulling the torn material from her. She glanced down and met his wicked grin as he tossed her panties away. His tongue stroked out over her flesh, inches from what he’d exposed.

  “I thought I felt a bare pussy when I had you against the alley wall.” Andre stretched his free hand down to trace the seam of her pussy. “I can’t wait to get a better taste of your sweet cream.”

  Ashley moaned. Diego moved away from her neck. Andre was running his fingers over her pussy, and Linc was placing sucking kisses over her hip and lower abdomen.

  “Grab her legs.” She swore Diego’s voice was coming from under the table.

  Andre grabbed her right leg and lifted it. Linc did the same with her left. The end of the table where her legs had just been dropped down out of the way. It just sort of folded under. She’d seen dining tables like this before, but hadn’t realized just how handy they might be.

  Linc shifted around, so he stood between her legs. He slowly lowered the one he held, so her heel rested on the ledge. Andre did the same with her other leg.

  “I’ve dreamed about this for two weeks now.” That was all the warning she got before Linc lowered his head, and the heat of his breath fanned her pussy lips.

  “Oh, God,” she moaned. It took all she had to keep her hips flat against the table. She wanted to arch up into him, to urge him to taste her, explore her with his lips and tongue.

  But Linc didn’t need her encouragement. His tongue licked over her folds before sliding easily between them. He dipped the tip inside her pussy before licking his way back up to her swollen clit. He swirled around it, then flattened his tongue over it and rubbed.

  Ashley cried out her pleasure. Her cuffed hands gripped the tie and held tight as she undulated her hips.

  A pop to her left startled her, drawing her gaze temporarily away from Linc’s bent head. Diego had the whipped cream can open and was shaking it.

  “Time to prepare some dessert,” he whispered by her ear and turned the can upside down.

  He covered her left nipple first, putting a large dollop of cream over it. Andre groaned, and she glanced over to see a lustful glow in his eyes. Diego covered her other nipple then placed a dotted path along her abdomen.

  Linc lifted his head and used his hands to spread her pussy open. At his nod, Diego put a line of the cream down her center. It was cold and sticky, and she shuddered at the thought of them licking it all off of her.

  Diego set the can down. She watched them all look at each other and opened her mouth to beg. But there was no need. Two mouths closed over her nipples, licking and sucking greedily at her creamed flesh. Linc took her clit between his lips and sucked gently, rubbing his tongue over and around it.

  She thrashed and moaned. Never had her body felt so much stimulation at once. Not like this. Never like this. Their mouths moved over her flesh, cleaning away the whipped c
ream Diego had decorated her with. Her nipples were constantly stimulated either by mouths or hands. Her clit manipulated by tongue or finger.

  Linc slipped two fingers into her sheath and pumped them slowly in and out of her.

  “Yes!” she screamed, straining up from the table to meet their touches. “Oh, God, yes!”

  She was so close to coming. Her entire body was vibrating. Heat coursed through her veins like an electric current flowing from her nipples and clit to the rest of her body. So good. It was so incredibly good. Teeth nipped, tongues lapped. Fingers pumped, stroked and caressed. She came with a scream that had to rock the house on its foundation.

  Linc’s fingers disappeared to be replaced by his tongue. He licked and sucked while she came. His tongue fucked her, probing and thrusting inside her pulsing channel. He was groaning, and she could tell he was enjoying the taste of her as much as she had enjoyed the taste of him.

  “Time to share.” Diego’s voice sent a thrill down her spine.

  Linc slowly pulled his mouth from her. He turned and left a heated trail of sucking kisses along the inside of her thigh before he moved away.

  Diego immediately took his place. He dove for her pussy. His tongue lapped greedily over her folds before zeroing in on her clit and sucking it into his mouth. She moaned and thrashed still sensitive from her recent orgasm.

  “Look at me, honey.” Andre bent over her and nibbled along her bottom lip. “God, you are so beautiful,” he whispered the words to her, and she could tell he really meant them.

  Full lips claimed hers before she could even think to reply. The kiss was no less possessive for its tenderness. His tongue softly caressed hers, rubbing sensuously along hers, and when she followed back into his mouth, he wrapped his lips around it and sucked. Pleasure was encompassing every inch of her body. It was almost too much to handle.

  Diego was finger fucking her pussy while he played his tongue and lips over her clit. He lapped and sucked while stroking with his fingers. She had no idea where Linc had disappeared to. She tugged at her bound wrists, wishing she had her hands to wrap around Andre, to grip his shoulders and hold him close.

  Diego sucked her clit and used his teeth to gently scrape over it. She bucked, and another orgasm ripped through her. His fingers pulled free, and his tongue slid inside. He pumped it, rolling and swirling, as he tasted her. He slipped his fingers down to tap against her anus, using her own lubrication to wet her there.

  She jerked, pulling from Andre’s kiss.

  Diego pulled back, and his breath fanned over her skin as he gave a husky chuckle. “You like that, cariño?” His finger rubbed and pressed gently against her anus, just breaching the opening. “You like my finger right here?”

  “Yesssss…” It came out on a hiss of air as he pressed his finger up to the first knuckle inside her.

  Andre moved. “It’s my turn now.”

  Diego laughed again and gently tugged his finger free. She cried out, wanting him to stay there, but she was too drained from the last orgasm to protest. He placed a soft kiss on her pussy and stood back, making room for Andre between her sprawled thighs.

  “I can’t come again,” she moaned. Her body was boneless. There was nothing left. Another orgasm might just kill her.

  “I just want to taste.” He purred as he licked her pussy. “So sweet. Better than I remember. I just want to gorge myself on this sweet pie.”

  His tongue was wicked. He flicked it over her from her opening up to her clit and back again. He lapped over her hard nub and moaned, the vibration tingling her swollen flesh and making her catch her breath.

  Linc appeared behind her and the tie binding her arms to the table loosened. He rubbed her arms, massaging as he lifted them up. Diego appeared and handed him a key. The cuffs were released, and she was free.

  Andre was slowly building her back up. She could feel her body responding to his caresses and knew another orgasm was not only possible, but also inevitable. Her hands pressed flat to the table by her hips. She pumped them up, and Andre responded by increasing the pressure of his mouth. His fingers rubbed over her but didn’t enter. She wanted them to, wanted to feel him fucking her as Linc and Diego both had.

  But Andre used only his mouth. He would flatten his tongue and rub over her clit before wrapping his lips around the bud and sucking on it. Then he would lick down to her opening and thrust inside, wiggling and expanding as he explored. Then he was back up to her clit for a repeat performance. It was exquisite torture. She was so primed and ready.

  His finger traced a pattern over her wet folds. When he was slick with her juices, he slid the digit back to her anus and tapped her there. He kept repeating it as he tongued her pussy until she was more than ready to take his digits in either hole.

  “Please,” she begged, canting her hips up toward him.

  He groaned against her flesh, and his finger pressed inside her rear entrance. He didn’t stop as Diego had, but kept pressing until he was fully inside. His mouth dropped down to her pussy opening, and he began to pump his finger and tongue in tandem. She cried out at the pleasure, her hips pumping into him.

  Her body tensed up, and she swore she might shatter into a million pieces. As her orgasm crashed over her, she felt as if she had. Everything tingled and pulsed from the tips of her toes all the way up to her scalp. Her nerves screamed from over stimulation. A thousand lights sparked around her eyes, obscuring her vision. Then it all turned to black, and for the first time in her life, Ashley passed out.

  Chapter Six

  Ashley opened her eyes to sun pouring in the windows. She was naked and in a very big bed…alone. Not exactly what she had imagined. She remembered the events of the night before quite vividly. She was mortified she’d passed out. Even more so that apparently she’d remained that way as they carried her in here. She didn’t feel sticky, so she was betting they had even taken the time to clean her up. So whose bed was she in?

  She looked around the room, but didn’t see anything personal that would give her a clue. There wasn’t even a clock on the wall or the table to let her know what time it was. She was just getting ready to search for something to throw on when the door opened and Diego greeted her with a smile.

  “Good morning, Sleeping Beauty.”

  She cleared her throat. “Morning. What time is it?”

  “Almost nine.”

  “I slept until nine! I never sleep that late.”

  “You must have needed the rest or your body would have woken you earlier. I’ve seen how hard you work when I’ve stopped by over the past two weeks. And last night… Well, I think we were all pretty exhausted after last night.”

  She blushed. She could feel it and was helpless to stop it.

  Diego chuckled as he walked over and pushed a door open.

  “Here’s the bathroom. Robe’s on the back of the door. Why don’t you freshen up, and I’ll go get you some coffee and breakfast. How do you take it?”

  “Cream, no sugar.”

  “I’ll be right back.”

  He left before she could reply. As soon as he pulled the door closed, she threw the covers back and headed to the bathroom. She took care of her bladder first then noticed the toothbrush on the counter still in the wrapper. There was a travel tube of toothpaste, as well. She brushed her teeth, grabbed the robe, and was heading back toward the bed when the door opened again. She had to admit she was a little surprised Diego was by himself again.

  Breakfast was scrambled eggs, toast, bacon, and coffee. She reached for the steaming cup as soon as he set the tray down. It smelled heavenly, and the first sip confirmed it. She loved coffee. “This is really good.”

  “Linc is picky about his coffee. Grinds the beans himself. Says it makes the flavor better.”

  “I agree.”

  “Sit down. I’ll put the tray on your lap. I cooked breakfast. Hope you like eggs and bacon.”

  “I love them.” It was a lie. She didn’t really eat eggs, unless she cooked them hers
elf. But they looked good, and he had made them for her. The least she could do was try them.

  She used the fork to scoop some up onto the toast and placed bacon over it. It was delicious. “This is so good! Do you cook often?”

  “We all do. Working at the firehouse, we all take a turn at kitchen duty. You learn to cook. Of course, none of us can hold a candle to you when it comes to baking.”

  “That’s sweet. Thanks.”

  “I’m being sincere. We fight over your treats.”

  “Honestly, I was just glad I had some place to donate them. I’ve never been big on tossing good food in the trash. But some places won’t take donations.”

  “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.