“Never underestimate Carter at poker,” Dax jokes, clapping him on the back and removing his clothes for a naked lap. “He’s a shark hiding in a pool of goldfish!”
Amelia laughs as she and Jules quickly peel off their clothes. Killian, who only had his pants left, removes them swiftly.
My heart jumps out of my chest.
I chew my lower lip, staring at Killian and Dax.
Dax stands next to Carter, confident and waiting for me to strip. Carter makes the mistake of looking next to him. With immediate regret, he quickly turns away, “Jesus, Dax. A little warning next time that monster is in my face!"
I start laughing with everyone in the room.
“It’s ok, Carter, it’s not going to bite you,” he swings his cock around like a helicopter. Carter laughs, shooing Dax away, “Alright, man, I get it, you’re fucking hung. Congrats.”
I go to remove my shirt, but I catch Adonis’ glare. “Don’t,” he warns.
“Come on. It’s just a game,” Dax says as he takes a swig from his beer. My gaze shifts down between his legs, and I smile.
“You need my help, sunshine?” Killian asks me as he stands confidently naked next to Dax. His beige skin mixes so well with Dax’s darker complexion… I am the luckiest woman alive.
I take off my shirt and toss it at Adonis. He doesn’t catch it, doesn’t even move a muscle besides the one in his clenched jaw.
Carter shifts awkwardly; his discomfort palpable as he struggles to decide where to direct his gaze. His eyes dart around the room like a fluttering moth drawn to a flame.
I lock eyes with Adonis, my resolve hardening. He knows all too well how I bristle at being given orders when we aren’t having sex, and I can sense that he’s equally anxious about Carter witnessing me in such a vulnerable state.
I am pretty sure that Adonis has been tuning into Carter’s thoughts all night, deciphering his every unspoken thought.
I carefully reach my hands behind my back, my fingers deftly unhooking the clasp of my bra. As it slips free, I let it cascade to the floor, a whisper of silk against the ground. I glance around the room, my pulse quickening.
Amelia and Jules are lost in their own world, their laughter and flirtation filling the air, oblivious to me. But Dax, Killian, and Adonis stand transfixed, their eyes locked onto me.
With a measured grace, I walk towards Adonis, who stands rigid like a statue. His expression is surprised—his chest rising and falling as if the weight of the moment is almost too much for him to bear. Each step I take feels electrifying, as I love the thrill of watching Adonis get mad.
I place my hand on his bare chest, “Don’t be such a sore loser, Adonis. Carter won. That means you have to strip, too.” I slide my leggings down and kick them off to the side.
His nostrils flare. “Fine.” He grabs his briefs and pulls them down. I look down and smile at his hard cock, then look back up at Adonis. “Seems like you’re enjoying this… very much so.” Dax and Killian erupt into laughter, catching Jules and Amelia’s attention.
“Ew! Adonis, no!” Amelia says, then makes a fake gagging sound as she covers her eyes.
“Holy fuck!” Jules says, her jaw practically on the floor. “You weren’t lying, Dani… That is one hell of a blue-veined custard launcher!”
Laughter roars through the room with Jules’ comment. I smile, proud of my naked men. I grab my panties and turn so my back is against Adonis. He presses himself against me. Thanks to Adonis blocking his view, Carter isn’t at an angle he can see me anymore.
“It’s just a game,” I say as I drop my panties, pick them up, and then place them in Adonis’ hands.
“Losers do a naked lap!” Carter screams. He’s drunk. We all are.
“Hell yeah!” Jules says, grabbing Amelia’s hand. They come running, grabbing my hand next, and we run through my sunroom and out my back door. Killian and Dax are right behind us.
Amelia and Jules are ahead of me. As I turn the corner of my house, Killian jumps out and grabs me, startling me. He throws me over his shoulder, smacking my ass. I squeal with delight.
Dax comes out of nowhere and pushes Killian and I against the side of my house. I slide down Killian’s hard body, sandwiched in between the two of them.
“The two of you make my cock so fucking hard,” Dax says. The cool metal on his cock rubs against my clit as Dax presses himself against me to kiss Killian.
I practically melt watching my two mates kiss each other. Killian grows hard, and presses himself against my ass.
A whimper escapes my lips.
