Tangled in Tinsel (Holidates #1)(43)

“I don’t always watch, Samantha. So don’t start something you don’t want finished.”

Alec grinds his hardening cock between my cheeks, growling as he flips my hair over my shoulder, pulling it, forcing my head to look ahead at Jace and Reed.

“Because, gorgeous, they’re who’s waiting.”

“Fuck,” slips out involuntarily.

Jace and Reed are practically vibrating with intensity. Their eyes are narrowed on me like animals locked on prey. They’re both hard, stroking their cocks.

They want to fuck me. Right now. And I want it too. I want them to tear me apart. To devour every part and fuck me senseless. Just not into a self-induced coma. Been there, done that.

“Cole,” I whisper like a fucking plea.

I need all of them. Now.

Reed draws his bottom lip between teeth before his head tilts toward the ceiling, voice thundering, “COLE. GET THE FUCK OUT HERE.”

My body ignites. Reed looks like a goddamn Viking bellowing to the sky. Alec palms my breast, bending over me, hand on my stomach as he grinds against my ass again before righting me and whispering in my ear.

“We’ll give you everything you’ve dreamt of, gorgeous. But if it’s too much—”

“It won’t be,” I cut in, breathless, but Alec grips my chin roughly, turning my head to the side to look at him.

“If it’s too much, you look at me. Do you understand? You look at me and say stop. And it all stops.”

I nod. “Yes.”

I have no doubt Alec’s eyes will be on me the whole damn time. I bet I won’t even have to say stop before he says it for me. Alec takes my hand, passing my shoulders, before tugging me behind his back toward Reed and Jace.

Jace reaches for me, but before I can say anything, a loud pop makes my shoulders jump. The guys look over their shoulders as the energy shifts and changes. It becomes fucking feral.

Cole’s standing in the opening of the hallway, holding an extra bottle of champagne, taking a swig. His entire body’s on display. He’s standing arrogantly with his legs spread as if he expects me to stare at his impressive cock. And call me a people pleaser because I do fucking stare.

Jesus, my whole body is tingling, watching as he takes another swig, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth.

“Come.”

That’s all he says. Alec releases my hand. And even though I don’t look back, I can feel the guys behind me.

The energy in the room shifts, crackles, and ignites.

Where flirtation lived has been replaced with sheer lust. It’s heavy in the air, thick, crawling down my throat, making my lips part to just breathe. The closer I get to Cole, the more goosebumps explode over me. His eyes connect with mine as his tongue darts out, gathering the champagne left on his bottom lip. I’m fixed on that tongue and that mouth. I want it to do the dirtiest things to me.

My chest is moving up and down fast because I’m affected by his presence.

I stop in front of him, as the side of his lips tip up.

“You made us wait. Now we get to take what we want. How we want.”

All I can do is nod because—yes, hell freaking yes.

He lifts the bottle to his lips before ticking his eyes back to me, pulling it away.

“Let’s start with a drink?’’

I nod again like an idiot. He lowers the thick neck of the bottle towards my mouth, then stops, raising his brows.

“Samantha—” He’s looking at me like I’ve done something wrong.

I blink a few times quickly. But he draws the bottle away, looking to the floor before bringing his gorgeous face back to mine.

“On your knees.”

I suck in a quiet breath before slipping my fingers into the hand he’s offering me.

Holy fuck. The way my body is already begging. My clit is throbbing, screaming to be touched and my breasts are heavy, nipples crudely hard. I’m even breathy, on the freaking verge of panting.

As I lower down, my eyes drop. They stay there until I’ve knelt, and I’m looking straight ahead, staring at his beautifully erect cock. It’s so smooth and tan, and there’s a beauty mark at the base placed over the pronounced veins protruding through the stretching skin.

I want him in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with his hand on my fucking head, making sure I take it all.

Jesus, I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole. And MacGyvered a damn shovel out of horniness and depravity so I can dig down further.

Two of Cole’s fingers press under my chin, bringing my eyes back to his.

“Open your mouth.”

His dick is so close that I glance at it again before looking back at him. Not missing his wink.

“If that’s what you want, you’ll have to go wider.”

Flirty Cole is starting to become my favorite version. So I stare back at him for a beat before opening my mouth wider. His thumb drags carelessly over my bottom lip, dipping into my mouth over my tongue. I suck, closing my eyes before he slides his finger out.

“That mouth’s for later. First, have a drink.”

I open my mouth again, watching as he lifts the bottle above my head. Oh shit.

“Be a good girl and swallow.”

He tips the bottle, letting it splash against my teeth, cascading into my mouth as it wets my lips and spills over my chin. Hoots and hollers come from behind me as I drink until I can’t, turning my head and putting my hand up as Cole keeps pouring champagne over me, smirking.