Room One Hundred & Twenty-One: Kiss of Fire

Chapter 9

9

CHANCE

A fter handing my keys to the valet, I stroll inside Salvatore’s, the bar we frequent whenever we want to talk outside the office. It’s one of those expensive cigar lounges that caters to wealthy businessmen and men who come from old money. It’s too pretentious for me and I wouldn’t step foot in here if they didn’t have the best whiskeys.

The place is high-end and dimly lit, decorated with rich dark shades of brown. The masculine scents of warm tobacco and leather fill the air, growing stronger as I walk farther inside. Spotting Noah and Brody near the back of the room, I cut through the late-evening crowd and make my way toward them. They’re waiting for me in a VIP area, roped off from the rest of the patrons. Knowing Noah, this seating arrangement is per his request, as the man despises people sticking their noses where they don’t belong.

I sit down on a couch beside Noah, draping my arm across the back of it. A server notices my arrival and approaches me from the side.

“Can I get you anything, sir?” he asks.

“Macallan. Neat, please.”

With a nod, he heads to the bar and I turn toward my friends. Noah is settled against the plush leather sofa with his ankle resting on his opposite knee as he casually sips his drink. The first two buttons of his shirt are undone, and his tie is long gone. He looks relaxed and in his element, like a king after a long day of ruling over his company. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him like this, and I have my guess as to why.

Brody, on the other hand, looks anxious as fuck, his knee bouncing wildly as he downs his bourbon in one gulp.

“What’s wrong with you?” I lift a brow at him.

“I’m dying, that’s what,” he responds, and I refrain from rolling my eyes at his dramatics.

“Somehow, I doubt that’s true.” I shoot him a deadpan stare. “Spill it.”

“It’s been days since I’ve touched her and I’m losing my fucking mind,” Brody answers, and my mouth goes dry at the thought of her. I’ve been away on business for the last few days, meeting with clients, and haven’t gotten to see her face or hear her voice. It’s been maddening and I hate it.

Our server approaches with my drink as well as glasses of whiskey for my two friends.

“Thanks,” I tell the waiter before he walks off. Swirling the amber liquid around, I inhale its sweet scent and take a long sip. It’s smooth and mellow and tastes like spicy caramel vanilla with notes of honeyed orange.

I grip the glass, warming its contents and enhancing the flavor of the whiskey as I relax into my cushy seat. Hooking one finger in the knot of my tie, I tug at it until it loosens from around my neck.

“How did she look today? Is she taking care of herself?” I ask, knowing our girl has the tendency to focus on her work and forget her basic needs.

Selena can go hours before remembering to eat or drink anything. I’m not even sure she remembers to go to the bathroom, which is another thing we should address. I realize she’s a grown woman and can take care of herself, but if she doesn’t do a better job of it, then we’ll just have to do it for her.

“Yeah, I made her eat a bagel for breakfast, then pasta for lunch. And she complained the whole time.” Brody chuckles as he recalls the memory.

“I bet she did. Stubborn girl.” I glance at Noah, noticing his unseeing gaze. “You good? You said you had something you wanted to talk about.”

He’d texted us this afternoon and asked to meet here after work. Usually, that means he wants to hash out some deal or brainstorm a new proposal. But from the look on his face, I’m guessing it has something to do with Selena. I just don’t know what.

Without having to ask, the server quietly returns with another glass of whiskey for me, setting it on the table before taking away my old one. I take a sip of my fresh drink while I continue to stare at Noah and wait for him to speak.

“I couldn’t wait any longer,” he confesses, and a mix of jealousy and arousal barrels through me.

“What the fuck, man?” I exclaim, sitting up and moving to the edge of my seat. Brody is quiet, his face devoid of expression. “I thought we agreed that her first time with us would be with—oh, I don’t know— us? ” I sneer.

“I’m not going to apologize for fucking her,” Noah says, his tone icy.

“I’m not asking you to ?cause I sure as hell wouldn’t. But you could’ve waited for us, you greedy bastard.”

Noah just smirks while Brody shoots him a glare. “My patience and my resistance just fucking snapped last night. I know I should’ve waited for you, but I couldn’t take it anymore.”

“And you think I could?” Brody scowls, and Noah has the decency to at least look remorseful.

“It was so fucking good. Just the two of us alone in the office.” He slides the pad of his index finger over his lower lip as if he can still feel her there. “She came so beautifully too, milking my cock of every last drop of cum.” His eyes close, and I groan at the thought, wishing it had been me.

“Fuck,” Brody whispers as all of us imagine being inside her tight little body.

“I think we need to take her to Club Sin. She’ll be with us this time, and we can finally show her what being with the three of us is all about.”

Brody clears his throat. “Agreed. I don’t think I can wait another day. You got to be inside her, but I had to walk around for days pretending I couldn’t still taste her sweet cunt on my tongue.”

“So, you’re the one who left the marks on her pussy lips.” Noah smirks while Brody offers a mischievous grin.

“Wait… what?” My eyes widen and I whip my head in Brody’s direction. “When was this?”

“A few days ago. While you were out of town.”

Damn, now I wish I hadn’t gone to California to meet with new clients. If I had stayed, it would’ve been me making Selena come with my mouth and my dick.

“You think she’s ready?” Brody asks.

“She’s not as sweet and innocent as she looks. She’s dying for us to play with her,” Noah explains.

“Tomorrow, then,” I blurt, dying for my chance with her. “We’ll go tomorrow.”

“Works for me,” Brody confirms while Noah nods.

It’s time to show Selena how good it can be with all of us. These two got to taste her and Noah got to fuck her. And while I’m a little annoyed that I haven’t done either of those things, the image of them eating her pussy makes my dick hard. I need to see it in action, need to see the way her body trembles from being licked and sucked before we fill all her holes with our cocks.

My resolve has disappeared, and I finish my drink before hastily setting the glass on the table. Then I throw some cash down to cover our tab and rise from the couch.

Brody looks up at me with a curious expression on his face. “Where are you going?”

My grin is smug when I reply, “To see our girl.”

“Oh, shit. I’m coming too,” he announces and stands up beside me.

Noah leisurely finishes his whiskey while remaining seated.

“You coming?” I probe with a raised eyebrow.

“Abso-fucking-lutely.” He flashes his perfectly white teeth through his wolfish smile.

Let’s see how she handles this surprise.

Excited energy courses through the three of us as Brody knocks on the door. Surprise is etched all over her pretty face when Selena sees us, clearly not expecting visitors.

“What are you doing here?” she asks while standing back as we make our way inside her cozy apartment.

“Hi, beautiful,” I greet her, placing a kiss on her cheek before walking farther inside.

The place is small but gives off a warm, welcoming vibe. It’s cute and homey with fairy lights hanging over a corner nook that has a small desk, a large bookshelf, and an oversized cushiony chair. The relaxed setting is complete with an assortment of plants, adding pops of green, and navy-blue furniture with coral accents. There’s also a bohemian-style rug laid across the floor with a glass table standing in the center of it.

“I like it,” I admit.

“Says the man who lives in a penthouse,” Selena scoffs while a frown tugs at her lips.

“It’s just a place to sleep.”

We both know better and she rolls her eyes with a playful grin lifting the corners of her mouth now. Then her expression turns serious.

“Is something wrong?” She wrings her hands while her tone is laced with worry.

Noah takes her hands in his to stop her from fidgeting. “Nothing is wrong. I promise.”

“We just wanted to see you. That’s all.” Brody leans in for a kiss.

“Oh. Okay.” She still doesn’t sound sure, but her shoulders relax and she smiles. “I guess make yourselves at home then.” She takes a few steps toward the kitchen. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“We’re fine, honey. No need to trouble yourself,” I assure her.

Selena plops down on the sofa, and we join her in the living room. “I have to say this is very surprising.”

“What is?” Noah asks from the loveseat, looking a little jealous as Brody and I sit on each side of her.

Serves him right since he got to fuck her first.

“Having the three of you here. Especially in my tiny apartment.” She laughs while looking at us. “You boys aren’t small, by any means.”

I give her a predatory grin. “It might be a tight fit, but we’ll make it work.” She blushes and I pull her into my lap. “That’s better. I haven’t seen you in a few days.” Her body is warm and soft against mine and I’m positive she can feel my hard cock beneath her plump ass. She starts to wiggle and I whisper in her ear, “Unless you want me to fuck you right now, I suggest you be still.”

Her lips part with a quiet gasp, but her body becomes motionless.

“Good girl,” I praise.

It’s late and she’s already dressed for bed in a baby-pink matching cami and short set. The color looks feminine and delicate against her brown skin and my mouth waters at the thought of kissing every inch of her smooth flesh. This woman makes me ravenous, and if I don’t get a taste of her soon, I’ll lose my fucking mind.

“Up,” I command, and she immediately stands without hesitation. I love seeing her obedience and I’ll be sure to reward her for it. I grip her hips and turn her body to face me. “Since they already got to eat this little pussy, it’s only fair they have to watch as I get my turn.” Her breaths quicken as her face flushes.

“You like the idea of us watching, don’t you?” Noah asks, leaning back in his seat to make room for his lengthening cock.

She glances at the three of us and smiles. “I want you to watch.”

“Of course, you do, you little slut.” I slide her shorts and panties down her curvy legs and she steps out of them. “ Our slut… who does whatever we tell her. Isn’t that right?”

Brody stands and moves behind her. “Here, let me help you,” he says while lifting her thin cami over her head and tossing it to the floor. “That’s much better.”

He palms her generous tits, and they spill over his large hands. She moans and drops her head back onto his shoulder. He takes her mouth while I lift her thigh over my shoulder, dragging her musky scent into my lungs on a deep inhale.

“Fuck, you smell good. But I bet you taste even better.” Without another word, I dive into her pussy, licking and sucking and fingering her until she’s a sloppy mess and barely able to stand.

I hear the faint sound of a zipper and glance to my left to see Noah taking out his thick cock and stroking himself from root to tip. I’m not interested in fucking either of my friends, but watching them get off as I eat Selena’s cunt turns me the fuck on.

Brody joins in, releasing his hard dick from his pants and rubbing it up and down the seam of her ass. He groans when he slips between her juicy cheeks, and I have no doubt he’s aching to fuck her puckered hole. But he knows we need to warm up to that, prepping her tight ass to be able to accommodate us. Using her ass cheeks to jack himself off will just have to do for now.

“Chance!” she screams when her orgasm pulses through her, and I drink down every drop of her release.

“Shit,” Brody groans beside me, roughly stroking his dick as he spurts his cum onto her ass.

“Look at you. So damn beautiful when you come,” I mutter while hearing the slick sounds of Noah jerking his cock until his release spills over his hand. It’s a miracle I don’t nut in my slacks, seeing her come and knowing my friends are getting off just watching us.

Selena whimpers and melts into Brody’s embrace, her thighs trembling as she stands on shaky legs.

“Now, we’re even.” I announce, kissing her dripping pussy before I stand and palm my aching dick. I should force her to her knees and make her suck me off, but I’ll save that for tomorrow night. This was just an appetizer.

“It wasn’t a competition,” Brody retorts.

“And yet, I felt like I was in last place, seeing as you two already got to tongue-fuck her.” I narrow my gaze at my friend, who merely smirks at me in return.

Noah disappears down the hall and returns a moment later, cleaned up and with a warm, wet washcloth in hand. “Let me clean you up, baby.” He takes Selena from Brody and proceeds to gently wipe her off before getting her dressed again.

“What about me?” Brody pouts.

“I’m not cleaning up your dick, man,” Noah huffs as Brody heads to the bathroom.

“You okay, beautiful?” I brush her hair back from her face.

“Better than okay. Feel free to come over anytime you want, if this is what I get.” She grins wickedly.

“Next time, you’ll get more.”

“Promise?” She looks at me with hope in her eyes.

But before I can answer her, Noah tosses the towel on the glass tabletop and kisses her. “We promise. But the next time won’t be here.”

She tilts her head at him.

“We’re going back to the club. Tomorrow night. So, make sure you drink enough water. Wouldn’t want you to get dehydrated.” He smirks.

“What if I have plans?” she sasses him.

He takes her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Cancel them. You won’t regret it if you do.” He holds her gaze for a beat, then crushes his mouth to hers. I let him have a moment before pulling her away to do the same.

Brody rejoins us and gets his kiss goodnight too. “We’ll see you tomorrow, beautiful. Better get some sleep.”