Natalie Acres - Sex party

“Don’t, Peyton.” Braden’s eyes flickered with a justified warning.

Kane’s hand locked over hers, and she got what she asked for. With one hand helping her stroke him and the other loosening his pants, Kane’s freed cock pressed into her grip in a matter of seconds.

Braden shook his head. “Kane, think about this. Right here? Right now? After what she’s done with Evan for the world to see? Uh-huh, it’s a bad idea. She’s days away from graduation.”

“You think I care if the students there know what I do with you all?” She pumped his dick into her hand with a telling pace. She either wanted him inside of her quick or she wanted him to come all over her fingers.

Kane popped his neck and took a sip of his beer. “Damn, Peyton.”

“Ah hell, Kane!” Braden put his arm up on the leather seat and glared down at the floor. He should’ve moved if he didn’t want to watch.

Kane reached behind her and grabbed her around the waist. “Wanna blow me baby or are we gonna fuck?”

She disappeared under the table long enough to kiss his dick, and it was then when Kane saw all sorts of complications unfolding below them. Several people stopped and stared while others truly rubbernecked as they tried to see what was going on at their table.

“Shit!” He yanked her up, pushed himself away from her while shoving his cock back in his pants.

“Thank goodness. You’ve come to your damn senses,” Braden snarled.

“Let’s get outta here, Peyton.”

“Kane, I’m here with Evan, and we’re not-”

“You’re not…exactly my sentiments. You’re not doing another damn thing so those vultures below can witness it again. Showtime is over, baby. You have school tomorrow.”

He yanked her up from the booth, clasped her hand in his, dramatically and on purpose, and then pulled her out of the club. She tried to take two to three steps for every one of his strides.

Once they hit the back parking lot, he tossed her into Braden’s truck. “I’ll ride with Evan,” he said.

Braden didn’t put up a fight. Kane hardly expected one. He reached across her middle and buckled her in while Braden’s gaze lingered on her stockings.

Kane pointed at him before he kissed her on the cheek. “Remember, I want to get her out of this truck the same way I put her in it.”

“How’s that?” Braden asked in a raspy voice

Kane laughed. “In one piece.”

The private club that everyone knew about, but few acknowledged they ever visited, was located about forty minutes from the ranch. Plenty of time, Peyton thought, to get in all sorts of trouble.

As soon as they pulled out of the parking lot, Braden reached across the bench seat and took her hand in his. “Peyton, did you have fun back there?”

She didn’t detect sarcasm, although she expected it. Instead, Braden genuinely seemed interested in knowing whether or not she enjoyed herself.

“I hope this isn’t a trick question because I’m going to tell you the truth,” she said.

“I always want the truth.” His voice changed then. “Did you like fucking Evan in public?”

“Braden!” Sometimes, he embarrassed her. She felt her cheeks with open palms and sure enough, they were hot.

He pulled in the emergency lane and jerked the gearshift in park. He leaned over the steering wheel and took a deep breath. Then, he unhooked her seatbelt and reluctantly pulled her to him. “Why do you always do that?”

“What do I do?”

“You’re different with me than you are with them. You’re wild and free with them but with me, you’re something else.” .“I’m just me, Braden. I’m nothing special. Nothing extraordinary, I’m just an average girl. When I’m with you, there’s something about just being with you that changes everything.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“It’s a different thing,” she admitted. “When I’m with Evan and Kane, they want me all sexy and maybe even ready to fuck around the clock, who knows with them.”

“And with me?”

She pressed her palm to his cheek. “You know I love you, right?” She’d never told any of them that she loved them. She did love them all but it was comfortable to tell Braden.

He tilted her chin, lowered his head and kissed her lips. “How do you love me, Peyton? Tell me.”

“I love you like a woman loves a man. I deeply love you. I don’t know why we haven’t had sex but that’s okay. Love and sex don’t always mix right away. I’ve never told Kane or Evan that I love them, and I do, you know.”

“I know.” He turned back to the steering wheel and shifted the vehicle back into drive. “You love us all, and for right now, it’s more than we deserve.”

The truck hummed down the state highway a few miles before either of them said another word. When the silence broke, Braden did it with a powerful question.

“Kane…has uh, he mentioned anything to you about how he feels?”

She smiled. “I know how he feels about me.”

Suddenly, Braden looked tense, maybe even a little possessive. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Really?”

“Nope, not with him. He’d take a brutal beating before he allowed one strand of your hair to curl around the wrong man’s fingertips.”

“You don’t say.”

The both shared a hearty laugh, and this time when the quiet calm threatened to allow for too much thinking, Peyton broke the ice with a sultry inquiry. “Braden? When will you make love to me?” She questioned him right there. Put him on the ever lovin’ spot.

He immediately pulled over again, slammed it in park and reached for her.

“Come here, Peyton.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and lightly kissed her lips. His cock pressed into her belly and said pretty much anything and everything Braden didn’t say.

“Will you let me suck your cock?” She smiled as he kissed her, and with his lips still on hers, he unzipped his pants.

“If you’ll let me drive us home while you do.”

“That’s dangerous,” Peyton said.

“And wild enough for you?” he asked.

“Not yet, but it will be,” she said as she dipped her head and licked the mushroom tip of his dick. She then scooted back over to her side of the bench seat. “No, I think we’ve waited this long. It’s time to get me home and straight into bed.” She reached over and patted his cock.

“Damn it, Peyton! The teasing needs to end at some point.”

“It’s going to end tonight, Braden.” She twirled her hair around her finger and studied him. “Because if you don’t sleep in my bed with me tonight, then I swear I’ll tease you for one full year before I’ll ever consider it again.”

He threw the truck in drive and stepped on the gas. Sometimes a man needed to ignore the set speed limits. A new race for a sexy kind of finish waited thirty minutes down the road, and this was one of those few times when he didn’t care to break the law.

“What I’ll do to you in that bed tonight borders along downright criminal.”

“Then bring your cuffs, cowboy, ‘cause I don’t like a man who makes promises he doesn’t intend to keep.”

Braden wanted inside of her so bad it hurt. He didn’t know if he wanted to wait until they got home. If he had to wait, the least she could do was make it worth it.

He shot her a sideways glance. “Will you do something for me while I’m driving?”

“I’m not sucking your cock right now. I know you, Braden. You’re so excited, you’ll wreck.” She giggled. The sweet sound of her laughter filled the cab, and it sounded like the world’s most coordinated orchestra used her lungs for a most beautiful song.