Natalie Acres - Sex party

“This is about Freda?” Evan questioned when he joined them.

“Hell no, it’s not about Freda. That kiss was for me. You did it to show me you didn’t have ties.”

Evan started to speak but Braden held up his hand. “If you think he kissed her to make some kind of point, you’re dead wrong, Peyton. He was taking up for you and-”

“His past lifestyle came in and just kicked his ass,” Kane said as he passed. “Freda is nothing more than a gossip, and she gossips about those she wants to hurt. She gives her version of the truth, and Evan set her straight.”

“You should’ve seen the look on her face when Evan told her about seeing her at Clink.” Braden rubbed the back of his neck. “The poor girl looked like she might choke on a few ass beads or something.”

“Nice,” Peyton said, rolling her eyes.

“Don’t think she’ll talk too much about you in the near future,” Evan said.

“You shouldn’t have slapped a judge’s daughter, Peyton.”

“Why? She stared down her nose at me like I was trash and-”

“Have we made you feel like trash in any way?” Braden asked. “In any way?” He clutched her shoulders.

“No, you haven’t. I only feel loved when I’m with you. All of you.” She looked around the room.

“You’re sure?” Evan moved in behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“I’m pretty sure,” she moaned as she rubbed her bottom against the hard thickness poking her in the back. “Of course, we could test it and be absolutely certain. We can all strip off and run around the house playing a few sex games. You know, just to see if I have regrets or something in the morning.”

Kane growled and rubbed his hand across the front of his slacks. “Darlin’, if you think you’re going to wake up in the morning, you need to check out the time over there.” He tilted his chin toward the Grandfather clock in the corner. “It’s nearly three, and our little party is on ice upstairs. You’ll consider yourself lucky if we finish with you before high noon.”

“Is that right?”

Evan chuckled. “Considering Kane here was given special treatment before the party, I may have to spank you a few times to remind you playing favorites isn’t polite.”

“I don’t play favorites.” Hell yes, she did. Kane made sure of it.

“See that you don’t.” Evan snickered and scooped her in his arms. “I’ll see you two in Peyton’s room. First, I’m going to go fuck her silly in a closet somewhere.” She buried her head in his shirt as he carried her up the stairs. “Yeah, I hear you can do some wicked things with those legs while hanging onto a rod.”

Peyton bit her lip. “Which rod are we talking about here? The one I swing from or the one you plan to bury deep inside of me while making me scream for more?”

“Just for that, I’m going to spank you with Kane’s riding crop.” He kissed her cheek and nuzzled her ear. “And you’re going to beg me to fuck you by the time I’m finished with you.”

“I’m begging now. Right now.” She wrapped her arm around his neck and nibbled on his ear. “Take me right here on the landing. Up against the wall. Let me feel you, Evan. Rub that cock right into my pussy like only you can.”

“Oh, yeah, like only I can, huh?” He snickered. “Wait until Kane and Braden hear about this.”

“Take me up on it?”

“You like a show, don’t you, baby?” He put her down, unhooked his belt, and her fingers went to work. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock from his pants while he helped her out of her shorts and thong.

“I love to put on a show when I have a leading man or two to help me steal center stage.”

“Oh we’ll catch an audience in about two minutes. They’re locking up and heading this way. You can count on it.”

“Then show me a good time and make it count.” She pressed her arms against the wall and captured her lip under her teeth. “Give me what I want, Evan.”

“You always get what you want, Peyton.” He leaned over, slanted his lips over hers and rubbed his tongue against hers as soon as their lips parted in a hungry lover’s kiss.

“Always.”

She fisted his cock and drove him forward. “God, you feel good.” She rolled her neck over to the side and waited for his lips to trail down her neck. Instead, he held her chin and kissed the act of sex right into her mouth. Sucking on her tongue, he released it as he drove into her again and again.

“That’s good, Peyton. Take my cock, honey. Let me feel you, Peyton.” His thighs bunched, he bent down and picked her up. He held her to him as he drove into her with her back against the wall.

“Evan! Faster! Let me come. Oh God, I need to come for you.”

He slowed down his grind but his mouth continued to captivate her senses. He stripped her of any thoughts beyond sex. All she wanted and needed was his kiss and his cock stroking inside of her. “Good hell, woman. You can kiss.” He held back from her, and his breathing increased.

“Now, baby. You can come with me now.” He patted his cock against her inner walls with a tap to the left and then to the right before he moved straight into her with a force meant to provoke an orgasm. And his cum sprayed into her pussy in one steady bolt of heat.

“That’s good, baby. Oh so good.” He fucked her nice and slow then until her breathing subsided and gently let her slide away from him right into Braden’s waiting arms.

“You’re so naughty, you can’t even wait until you get upstairs,” he said.

“Oh Braden, I love all of you so much, I’ll take you wherever I can have you.”

“Then let’s get you cleaned up so I can get in between those legs next,” he said.

Peyton’s room was lit up like a honeymoon suite. Champagne on ice, or rather white grape juice in a fancy bottle if she cared to guess, and rose petals scattered on a new fluffy white rug led to silk sheets with more of the same.

“I like my new rug,” she said.

“Kane’s idea. He said we might get tired of fucking you in the closet.” Braden smiled.

“That closet has you boys tore the hell up, huh?”

“Damn, I’d say,” Evan agreed as he followed them in the room.

“Grab what you need and meet us in my bathroom,” Braden said with a wicked smile.

“Ah hell, Braden. She’s almost down to bare bones now. Just strip her off and bring her with you. I know Kane wanted her dressed for sex but I’m more interested in the woman than the clothes she might wear to our bed.”

“Good thing, because I plan on staying naked around here.”

“Then, I guess Braden’s idea of kids is shot to hell,” Kane said from the doorway.

“You’re the one who wants kids soon, lover-boy. Want me to tell her why?” Evan asked.

“I can only imagine,” she said. “You three go wait for me in Braden’s tub. I’m going to get a few things, and I’ll be right there.”

“You’re not going to run away or anything, right?” Evan winked. “Wouldn’t want you to rush out to party with your friends.”

“The only party I want is right here. This is the best graduation any girl could ask for.”

“We aim to please,” Braden said.

“Good thing,” she quipped. “Because you’re going to have to show me and right now I’m feeling insatiable. It’s going to take all three of you to keep me satisfied.”

“We never doubted it for a minute, Peyton. Never one minute.” Kane kissed her lips and then gave her pussy a love pat. “Now, get what you need and hurry. The water is getting cold.”

“If this isn’t a picture.” Peyton walked into the master bathroom and stood back to take in the sight of three men in a tub full of rose petals. “I could snap a photograph and get a nice little pension for the efforts, don’t you think?” She bit playfully on her fingertip.