The Very Naughty List

17. Hailey

17

HAILEY

My pulse races as the silence stretches on for several long seconds.

All three men are still staring at me, and I’m pretty sure not one of them has blinked. The combined weight of their gazes is enough to make me feel like my skin is on fire, and I lick my lips, trying to remember how to breathe.

“Did I hear you right?” Sebastian finally asks, his voice a low rasp. “You have a list of things you want to do in bed?”

“Yes,” I whisper. Then I correct myself and add, “Well, technically, not all of them would be done in a bed.”

“Fuck,” Reid breathes, running a hand through his chocolate brown hair. Nick groans quietly.

“Honestly, I haven’t made that much progress on it,” I admit. I don’t know why I’m still talking, but the silence feels too intense, making me itch with the need to fill it. “The dating scene in LA is abysmal, so I haven’t had a lot of opportunities.”

The muscles in Reid’s jaw work as he shakes his head. “Clearly, whatever boys you’ve been meeting out in LA aren’t the kind of real men who could take care of your needs. That’s their loss.”

“What’s on your list, songbird?” Nick asks, his voice strained.

I already feel like my heart is about to pound its way out of my chest, and his question—not to mention the way he’s looking at me as he asks it—only makes it worse. My pulse is racing so fast, and there’s so much sexual tension swirling in the room, that I start to feel a little lightheaded.

But what do I have to lose? I’ve already told them that the list exists, so I might as well give them the details. I haven’t forgotten what my best friend said to me the other night when I called her after I’d kissed Sebastian, and as wild and reckless as Lorelai’s advice seemed at the time… it’s starting to feel a little less impossible.

“I can show it to you,” I offer, my voice breathless.

Instantly, all three men nod in response.

Swallowing hard, I head up to my room to get it. I’m intensely conscious of all three pairs of eyes following me as I make my way up the stairs, making me feel like a piece of prey for three very hungry hunters.

None of them have moved an inch when I come back a few seconds later with the list clutched in one hand. I don’t quite have the guts to read it to them myself, so instead, I hold it out to them like an offering.

Sebastian takes it, and Nick and Reid crowd over his shoulders to read it along with him. Their gazes scan the page, and I hold my breath as I wait to see their reactions.

“‘Have my hair pulled during sex. Be spanked. Ride a pierced dick. Be part of an orgy, three way, or four way.’” Sebastian starts reading aloud, and with every word he speaks, I feel my face getting hotter. “‘Go down on a guy while being fucked by another. Have sex in a public place. Be fucked wearing only a pair of high heels. Be fucked against a window.’”

Jesus, is he really going to stand here and read the whole thing? My face flushes again at the thought. I can’t believe I’m letting these three men, my brother’s best friends, read my deepest sexual fantasies—the things that Dylan was way too vanilla to ever even want to try—like they’re front-page news.

But it’s even harder to believe how hot I think it is.

Sebastian pauses in his reading, his gaze finding mine as his eyes gleam with heat, and Reid takes the opportunity to pluck the piece of paper from his brother’s hand. He reads the next few lines silently, a slow smirk spreading across his face before he speaks them aloud.

“‘I think I might have a praise kink. Do I have a degradation kink too? I’d like to find out.’” He lifts a brow at me, almost as if he wants to be the one to help me find out, then continues reading. “‘I want a guy to get me all worked up and then make me beg for him. Have a guy spit whiskey into my mouth, then chase it with a soul-stealing kiss.’”

Reid glances up from the paper at me again after the last one, his dimples appearing as his grin widens. “That’s vivid.”

“Keep going,” Nick barks at him, and Sebastian chuckles roughly as Reid’s eyes return to the page.

“‘Have a guy tell me to get on my knees and crawl to him. Have a guy tug my panties off and then drop to his knees in front of me to eat me out. Sit on a guy’s face—like, really sit. Sex while blindfolded. Sex while tied up. Wear a vibrator that someone else controls. Be forced to come over and over until I literally can’t take it anymore.’”

Reid pauses once more, something passing across his expression before he reads the final item on my list. “‘And last but not least, find a guy who’d actually be into doing all of this with me.’”

The room goes quiet again for a moment, all three of the Cooper brothers staring at me like they’re seeing me—or at least seeing this side of me—for the first time. Then Sebastian lets out a low whistle and chuckles.

“You dirty, dirty girl,” he drawls. “These are all the things you want to try? Who knew that sweet face hid such a filthy mind?”

My face burns with embarrassment, and I squirm a little under their gazes. I feel kind of like the awkward little sister of their best friend again. But I’m not that girl anymore. I’m a grown woman, and there isn’t a damn thing on that list that I should be ashamed of.

I hold his gaze and lift my brow a little, challenging him to say otherwise. But he just shares a look with his brothers instead, and then all three of them turn back to me.

Tension crackles in the silence that sweeps between us, like lightning through a storm cloud. I chew the inside of my lip, waiting for someone to say something to break it. But they just keep staring at me, their gazes hot and probing.

“You know I got pierced because you dared me to, right?” Sebastian finally asks, and my eyes snap to him.

I nod. “Yes. You told me in the hallway last night.”

“Well, I have a dare for you.”

“What is it?” My throat is so tight and dry I can barely get the words out.

Sebastian raises his eyebrows at me. “I dare you to let us do all of this to you. To let us bring your list to life.”

My pulse spikes and my vision swims. I’m so turned on just by the idea of what he’s suggesting, but the side of me that’s always gone tit for tat with Sebastian whenever he throws down a challenge rises up before I can think about it.

I smirk, cocking a brow at him as I shoot back, “I bet you won’t even get halfway through my list.”

He grins confidently, running his tongue over his lower lips. “Oh, we’ll take that bet. The real question is, do you accept the dare?”

My heart hammers in my ears as the reality of what we’re bantering about hits me like a ton of bricks. This is crazy. Like, truly wild. Am I really about to act out my deepest sexual fantasies with the three Cooper triplets? My brother’s best friends?

But I know the answer before I’ve even finished asking myself the question. I want this—want them—so badly. And now that I have the chance to make it a reality, I’d be stupid to let it go. I swallow hard and nod at him.

“Thank fuck,” Sebastian murmurs, immediately striding forward.

He stops less than a foot away from me and reaches up to cup my face, tilting it up to meet his eyes.

“I’ve been thinking about this ever since last night in the hall,” he says in a low voice. “I’ve been wanting to finish what we started.”

My eyes widen in shock at his admission, and in the honesty I can hear in his tone. Then he presses his lips into mine, gently but firmly, and it’s so much hotter than any fantasy my brain ever could’ve cooked up. It’s our hottest kiss yet, not least of all because I know that this time, we won’t stop. And this time, instead of pulling apart to keep it a secret from his brothers, Sebastian and I are doing it right in front of them.

Even with my eyes closed while I kiss Sebastian back, I can feel Nick and Reid’s eyes on us, watching intently. And that just turns me on even more.

Sebastian keeps kissing me, his soft, full lips all over mine, until I’m dizzy from the charge of it. As if he can sense the way my legs are wobbling, Sebastian breaks the kiss but keeps my face in his hand. He winks and smiles at me, and I feel like I might pass out from the arousal and adrenaline coursing through me.

“Come here,” Reid orders, and my body automatically obeys, as if it’s known from the beginning that he should be in charge like this. I turn and walk slowly over to him, stopping when I’m close enough that I have to tilt my head up to meet his eyes.

“I wonder if you’re as bossy in bed as you are everywhere else?” I whisper, biting my lip.

He chuckles roughly, reaching up to grip a handful of my hair in one hand. “I’m bossier, trouble. A whole fucking lot bossier. And you’ll love it. I promise.”

He drags my face toward his and kisses me, and it’s nothing like the first time when he kissed me in public because he was pretending to be dating me. It’s deep, all-consuming, as if he’s been sitting on this desire for years and is finally letting the beast out.

This is as far from a small-town gentleman as I’ve ever seen him act. Without saying a word, he’s completely in charge, using his grip on my hair to angle exactly where he wants me. And he’s right, I fucking love it.

But just as I start to lose myself in our kiss, he tugs sharply, breaking the connection between our lips and leaving me gasping as my eyelids flutter. Before I can get any words to form on my lips, he releases my hair and Nick seizes me from behind, spinning me around to kiss him.

Our mouths collide, and without breaking the kiss, he hauls me closer in one easy motion, holding me up against his massive body.

He reaches around me and pulls my shirt up over my head, flinging it to the floor behind us as I claw at his shirt. I want his clothes off just as badly. I’m desperate to feel his hot skin against mine, to put our bodies as close together as possible.

When he finally sets me down, I feel like I can barely stand. My knees are shaking like leaves, and every inch of me, inside and out, starts to buzz like a nest of hornets when I realize the triplets are surrounding me, each of them shirtless.

Three pairs of hands reach for me, touching every bit of exposed skin, and I feel like they’re branding me with each touch. Their hands are hot and raw on my flesh, giving me chills, and I spin between the three of them until my gaze lands on Sebastian.

He smiles at me, sinful and so fucking tempting as he cups my jaw with his calloused hand.

“You’re going to get fucked the way you deserve, shortcake. I promise.”