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“M y brother liked you,” Dex said at breakfast the next morning. I was buttering my toast as Darren reached across the center of the table to snag a banana from the fruit bowl. All around us, other groups ate and conversed under the warm sunshine.

I smiled at Dex. “He did?” It was a small victory, but it was a victory nonetheless.

Dex nodded as Cody and Taylor approached the table, each holding a plate full of waffles and eggs in their hands. I licked my lips when I spotted several slices of bacon on Taylor’s plate. As he sat down, I reached forward and snagged two—shoving them in my mouth before he could try to snatch them back.

“Thief!” he said, half-shocked. I grinned, keeping my lips closed as I chewed and swallowed.

Dex smirked at the two of us before he turned back to me and reached forward, placing a warm, wide palm on my thigh. “I told him we were going to the mainland when we stop off in port, and he asked if he could come, are you okay with that?”

I paused, realizing something at his question. “We never had a family meeting last night,” I said.

Dex’s gaze darkened and he pulled his hand away, shoving his fingers through his hair roughly as he cursed under his breath and shot the others a look. “Shit,” he said, “you’re right. I’m sorry, guys.”

Darren shrugged as Taylor stuffed his mouth and Cody reached for his coffee. “Why don’t we just have it here and now?” Taylor suggested.

I bit my lip and glanced around. We were still in public, but no one else was nearby or paying us any attention. “Is that okay?” I asked.

“If you guys are okay with it, then I am,” Darren said, finishing off his banana and tossing the peel onto his now empty plate.

Everyone nodded their assent and I leaned in closer to the table. “Okay, so…” I began, drifting off as I turned my gaze to Dex expectantly.

“My mother is difficult to get along with,” Dex admitted openly.

Darren grunted. “We noticed.”

Dex didn’t even bother to defend her as he nodded. “I say we just keep up the facade as much as possible, stay on the down-low with the relationship—at least for now.”

“Does that mean we can’t kiss or hold hands in public?” Taylor piped up.

Dex grimaced. “Discreetly would be preferred, but I’d never ask you to stop showing your affections for Jamie.”

I smiled as he turned his gaze on me. “Is that okay with you?” he asked.

I nodded and leaned into him. “I think I can handle being discreet,” I paused, “in public, of course.”

“Of course,” he agreed, and pressed a quick kiss to my lips, leaving me grinning.

“Well, now that family drama is taken care of and you’ve completely ruined my morning buzz, what are we doing today?” Darren asked.

“Buzz?” I looked towards his drink. “Is that even alcohol? It looks like milk.”

Darren grinned and then winked. “White Russian,” he replied.

I groaned but couldn’t even pretend I didn’t want one myself. “Can I try it?” I asked.

Darren pushed the almost finished drink my way and I took the straw and sucked the last of it up … and nearly threw it up again. Darren burst out laughing at my facial expression as I swallowed the vile liquid. “That. Was. Terrible,” I coughed out.

Even Taylor, Cody, and Dex chuckled as I grabbed my water and began draining it.

“How about a swim?” Cody asked.

“There’s a pool towards the front of the boat,” Dex said. “There aren’t very many kids there usually.”

“Oh?” Taylor slid him a look. “Wanting to stay away from innocent eyes?”

Dex laughed, stretching an arm behind my back. “No, not at all,” he replied. “But knowing you and your penchant for dares and dumb decisions, I thought it might be safer.”

Taylor picked up a slice of bacon and pointed it. “Touché.”

I snatched the bacon out of his hand and crammed it in my mouth, leaving everyone else at the table laughing as he gaped at me and then went back to his plate, muttering about heifers.

I couldn’t be mad and even when we all packed up and left to head out for the pool, I hung back to grab his hand. I glanced around before quickly going up on my tiptoes and pressing a kiss to his cheek. Taylor’s eyes lit with wicked intent and he watched me as I pulled away and rushed up further, rejoining the rest of the group.

The entire time, though, I could feel his gaze on me.

* * *

“Ahhh, this is the life.” Darren sighed as he lifted his second—or third?—White Russian and drained half of it.

Taylor circled the pool—which, as Dex had promised, was kid-less. Actually, the pool was empty and so was the surrounding area. It seemed that most of the cruisers hadn’t found this little safe haven that we had.

I nodded and turned over so that the sun could soak into my back. I closed my eyes, relishing in the warmth on my skin. I was just starting to drift when I felt cold, wet droplets hit the middle of my back. My eyes popped open and I glanced back.

Taylor had gotten out of the pool and was standing over me, water dripping from the strands of his long hair onto my skin. “You’re gonna burn, sweetcheeks,” Taylor said with a low rumble. “You should put some sunscreen on.”

I grumbled and refolded my hands, resting my head back down. “I’ll be fine, but if you want to put some on me, there’s some in my bag.” Taylor’s shadow disappeared but was back in a few moments.

I resisted the urge to grin as I heard the cap of the sunscreen pop open. Closing my eyes again, I listened to the soft sounds of Cody and Dex talking nearby and Darren’s soft slurps of his drink. Taylor’s breath was the loudest as he leaned over me and his hands—cool, with the lotion coating his palms—touched my skin.

My spine stiffened but relaxed quickly as he smoothed the white cream up and over my shoulder blades and then down to the waistband of my bikini. He pulled away and was back with more. He lathered the backs of my thighs and calves. I groaned as he dug his fingers into the arches of my feet. It felt so fucking good.

Taylor’s hands drifted across my legs again, moving back up until he was under the creases of my asscheeks. He cupped them, causing my eyes to pop back open. But I didn’t stop him. He kneaded them and I turned my gaze. Darren’s gaze was glued to Taylor’s movements, I realized when my eyes fell to his face.

I felt very suddenly and uncomfortably warm—and it wasn’t because of the sun’s rays. I wiggled, adjusting under Taylor’s ministrations, his fingers brushing impossibly close to my pussy. My core clenched, and I nearly whimpered as he pulled his hands away and reached up, undoing the strings of my bikini top. I didn't want him to touch me there. I wanted him to put his hands between my legs.

“Have to make sure to get all of you covered,” Taylor mumbled, his voice thick with lust.

I knew if I tried to speak, I would sound just as desperate.

Not wanting to break the spell, I remained still as he moved over me, straddling the backs of my thighs as he rubbed the lotion into my skin, digging his thumbs in so hard I had to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from moaning in sheer ecstasy. Taylor leaned over me, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the side of my neck. I turned my head—checking to see if Cody and Dex had noticed what was going on.

They had—I could tell by the stiffness of their bodies—but they were turned away from us, their gazes roaming the empty, somewhat secluded area. They were keeping watch, I realized.

God, how I loved these men. Instead of trying to stop this, they gave me the choice. If I wanted to stop, I'd say so and they just let it happen. They watched out for each other and for me. I was so fucking lucky.

I leaned back into Taylor’s embrace, turning my head further so that when he moved to kiss me, I was able to meet him with ease. Hot air brushed across my nipples, causing them to peak and harden. I shuddered, my nakedness making me feel greedy and wanton. Taylor’s hands came up and circled my front, plucking at my nipples, rolling them between his fingers.

Between my thighs, I could feel the wetness building, flowing out of me, soaking my bottoms. Taylor pulled away and urged me over on my back. Another shadow fell over my front as Darren stood up from his lounge chair, moving to his knees alongside the one I laid on. Hands found the strings holding my bikini bottoms together and tugged, pulling them free and tossing them away. Arms circled my legs, fingers digging under my thighs, pulling them apart—spreading me open under the hot sun.

A blush crept up my neck as Taylor’s head descended to my core, but I wasn’t going to let a little embarrassment stop the coming orgasm I knew he would give me. My eyes jerked up as Taylor’s tongue snuck out and licked up the very center of me. His hair shifted over my skin, making me viscerally aware of how exposed I was. Darren’s eyes bored into mine, volatile hunger swirling in his irises. I groaned as Taylor flicked his tongue against my clit and sucked it into his mouth—my lips parted as my voice erupted, a moan extending outward before I could even attempt to stop it—and Darren snapped.

His mouth slammed down on mine, swallowing the remainder of my moan. He ravaged me, digging his hands into my hair and anchoring me. My neck arched as my back did—my lower half straining towards Taylor’s mouth and my upper half straining towards Darren’s. Sparks flashed behind my eyelids as I closed them, sinking into the shockwaves that tore over me, leaving me panting and sweating.

Taylor's lips and tongue worked me over with expertise. He nibbled. He suckled. He hummed against my clit, making me gasp and whimper as I rose ever higher. This was crazy. This was dangerous, and yet I loved it. I craved it, this excitement.

Darren reached out, cupping a breast in his hand, squeezing roughly and that, too, kindled a fire inside. Our tongues didn’t merely touch, they battled. They sought out the other and dueled, clashing against each other. Darren was so wild over me that his teeth clicked against mine, but he pulled away almost immediately, leaving my chest heaving. His teeth bit down on my lower lip, drawing it out and away from my mouth, sucking it with fervor.

Between my thighs, Taylor’s head bobbed and his fingers found my core, sinking in. I clenched down on him, feeling the sudden intrusion. It wasn’t enough. I needed something more. I needed him. I needed Darren.

“Please,” I gasped out, breaking my kiss. “Fuck me.” I didn't care if I was begging. I was more than ready to plead with them to give me something to send me over the edge. The idea that someone could be watching us was terrifying and yet thrilling in the same breath. I knew I'd be covered if anyone ever actually came close enough to realize what we were doing. This was safe. I was safe, and that made me feel confident in my request.

Darren’s teeth bit down on my nipple and I cried out, another wave of wetness soaking Taylor’s fingers. He pumped them, thrusting inside as Darren worried my nipple with his teeth. It was too much sensation. Overstimulation. I writhed between them, not wanting to go over the edge yet.

“Please!” I begged. I wanted them, needed them, would do whatever it took to get them. Their cocks, thrusting into my pussy, pushing me up and over the edge. But they both ignored me. Darren switched to my other breast, leaving the first one to pucker as the air hit it. Taylor thrust a third finger into me, rotating them, and continued with his oral torture, and I screamed as it all came crashing down around me in a kaleidoscope of color, sparking and dancing over my eyes.

My scream trickled off into a low moan as Taylor pulled away, his lips glimmering, his fingers leaving a trail of wetness on my thighs. “Did anyone hear?” It took me a second to realize who was speaking because Taylor’s mouth hadn’t moved. I looked down and noticed that Darren had released my nipples and was staring over where Cody and Dex stood, side by side, watching the areas around us. Cody jerked his head to the side, indicating a negative answer.

I relaxed into the lounge chair, but it wasn’t over yet. Darren backed away from my breasts, his hand going back to my head, cradling the back of my neck as he pulled me to the side. He jerked his pool shorts down so that his cock protruded and grasped it, holding it out.

“Suck,” he commanded, his cheeks flushed with desire and his voice low and demanding.

Closing my eyes, I obeyed, parting my lips and pulling him inside of my mouth as Taylor spread my thighs once more and settled in. His cock brushed my core, making a shiver chase down my spine, and then he was sinking inside. My lips tightened around Darren, earning a thick groan as his fingers clenched in the hair at the base of my skull.

I sucked Darren, savoring the feel of him gliding in and out from between my lips. I opened my eyes again and stared up. His neck was tense, his jaw tight, and his stomach rippled with each thrust into my mouth. I softened my tongue, laying it flat on the underside of his cock. A moment later, I squeaked around his thick length as Taylor jerked my legs up and crossed them so that my feet stuck up over one of his shoulders.

I gasped, feeling him thicken in my pussy as he pounded forward. It felt tighter now in this position. Already, I could feel the flames of my orgasm coming to life once more. Every time they had me together like this, I thought I would be shocked back to reality. I thought I would find that it wasn’t as good as I remembered, and I was usually right. It was always better. At this point, I wouldn’t last long.

“Fuck,” Taylor hissed out a breath. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was moan as Darren drove his cock into me, punishing me with it. I tightened my lips around him as the first flutters of my second orgasm blossomed in my tummy. Reaching up, I put a hand over his at the base of his cock and then let it drift down, cupping his balls.

“Shit,” Darren’s continuous thrusts stuttered as he moved forward and stilled. His cock pulsed in my mouth and then he erupted, coming down my throat as I stared up at his gorgeous face—his head thrown back and the muscles all straining towards his release. His cum flooded over my tongue and down into the back of my throat. I swallowed it all down.

He pulled away gently, staring down at me with quirking lips.

Before I could say anything, though, Taylor jerked himself out of me and using his grip on my legs, flipped me over. He shoved my head down against the lounge as he yanked my hips up and reentered me with sharp, jerky movements. I gasped, my eyes widening at the sudden intrusion.

“Oh fuck!” I hissed.

Darren chuckled as the curse slipped out and I grabbed onto his arm. Taylor pounded me into the lounge chair, the legs of the pool furniture squeaking and moving in small increments with each forceful thrust. I squeezed my eyes shut and tightened my hold on Darren as Taylor shoved me back up the precipice and straight over it in no time at all. This time, I came with a raspy whimper.

He stilled over me, hands on either side of my hips and I felt him inside, jerking as his chest pumped against my back while he leaned over to kiss the top of my spine. When he finally left me, liquid seeped out from between my legs, and I glanced over my shoulder. Cheeks flushed, he grinned down at me as he moved aside to grab a towel.

When I saw my bikini bottoms floating, unattended, in the pool, I couldn’t hold back the laughter. This was going to be the best spring break I had ever had, I just knew it.