But when I envisioned how it would be, it wasn’t a faceless, nameless sorority girl I saw. It was Pin-up. All the more reason to get her out of our system. With any luck, she’d be a horrible lay, clearing up any fantasies as quick as dried cum on a thigh.
“I can’t believe I’m actually considering any of this.” Milo dropped his face in his hands. “Jules, what do you think?”
The world stopped. Milo was asking someone else’s opinion before making the call? He must really be off center. Next to me, Jules rubbed his palms down the thighs of his jeans.
It’s risky. But it might just work. And I’m not opposed to sharing her, as long as you two don’t touch my dick. That would be fucking weird.
“What?” I gasp in mock surprise. “You mean not even if we’re trying to stick two CDs in the same slot?”
Jules glared at me, and Milo chucked a pillow at my head. Laughing, I tossed it back. “All right, all right. No DP. But think of all the fun we can have.”
“Yeah, all the fun.” Milo tried to play it off like he wasn’t as stoked as I was, but the erection filling out the crotch of his pants told the truth for him. “I’ll take care of bringing her in on Clownface tomorrow. But we should start seducing her tonight. We have a better chance of her going along with it if she believes we like her. Who is going to work on her first? She’d run screaming if the three of us cornered her.”
We had only known Pin-up for less than twenty-four hours, but even I knew she wasn’t a skittish creature. She was as sexual as they came, and as comfortable in her own body as I was. “I don’t think that’s true, but I agree, we’ll go at her individually at first. It’s my night tonight, so I’ll make the first move.”
Elise knows what a manwhore you are, Em. She heard you all last night remember? I think it should be Milo.
“Fuck you, too.” I flipped him off. “Fine, then we ease her into our touches today, nothing crazy. A shoulder touch here, a back rub there. The art of seduction is about more than sex. There’s more than one way to make her burn. I say we get her so hot and bothered, she jumps us.”
The stairs leading up to the top floor creaked, ending the conversation.
“Think that’s our very own Pin-up?” I hopped up to see who was there.
Right there on the stairs, in all of her dressed down glory, was Pin-up. She stopped on the third step down, looking at me with wide eyes and naturally red, parted lips. This was going to be so much fun.
“I went back downstairs, but the frat boys were giving me weird vibes. I think it was because the horny mom on the TV was deep throating.” Her voice was lower than you would expect for someone so feminine, but alluring all the same.
I was dying to make a comment, but I needed to temper my personality if we were going to get her in our beds. “Come on up. Sometimes we like to get away from everyone else, too. Only so many times I can watch the same porno.”
Stepping back, I held the door open as she smoothly glided in. Elise didn’t sit down though. She studied the room all over again, as if she hadn’t been here the night before. Who knew, maybe she was so nervous last night, she hadn’t really paid attention to anything. Not that I believed that. If Pin-up was anything, she was a firecracker, and I doubted there was much she would be afraid of. Look at the way she knocked out Slut Next Door at the club.
Milo straightened his already perfect shirt. A T-shirt could only look so sophisticated. “Where’s your favorite place to eat on campus? Or hang out spot? I’m suddenly not in the mood to stay at the Shack today.”
Sweet. With everything going on right now, getting out of this place seemed like a fucking fantastic idea. Jules even perked up a little bit. Ever since we had come back this school year, it was becoming increasingly harder to be one of the brothers.
Pin-up nodded absently. “Yeah, I have no desire to watch porn all day in a frat house. How about The Purge? It’s a cute, dual place to lounge and study, or play pool and foosball. Then when we’re hungry, there are about a dozen food choices on the block.”
“That works for me.” I stepped close behind her, placing my hands on her shoulders. She stiffened but didn’t pull away. I stayed there long enough for my warmth to travel through her shirt, my breath stirring her hair. With every passing second, she relaxed into me. Using slow motions, I smoothed my palms up and down her arms, pulling her into me with the slightest pressure.
Milo and Jules both watched with hooded eyes. Did Pin-up feel the temperature rising in the room like I did? I winked at them over her head, then stepped away. Pin-up jerked forward when the moment broke. I would wager her pulse was beating a fast and dangerous rhythm.
Oh yes, this was going to be so much fun.
“Let’s go,” she squeaked out, heading for the door. “I’m going to grab my purse. I’ll meet you by the Caddy?” Not once did she look back at us.
I chuckled. Milo and Jules appeared on either side of me while I stared at the empty stairs.
“I think you’re right. We need this. Who knows, if it works well, sharing could be our new thing.” Milo bumped shoulders with me.
Jules nodded his head.
We were agreed. This was an experiment and potentially a new chapter in our friendship.
True to her word, Pin-up parked her happy ass on the tail end of the Caddy. She was doing a stellar job of ignoring the ten plus frat faces pressed against the windows, holding her bag over her shoulder while she played on her phone. Let them look. Soon, they’d know she was our plaything, and their jealousy would burn through the pits of their stomachs. That was also a new high I could get used to.
Walking up the sidewalk were Stace and Lace, sights zeroed in on me like I was the sweetest cookie, tempting them from whatever fad diet they used to stay stick thin. I hadn’t even gotten what I wanted from them, but I couldn’t go back now.
“Have fun with that. We’ll wait for you in the car,” Milo said under his breath as he walked by. A flash of white teeth caught my attention before Jules was gone too.
Fuck, I couldn’t have rejects feeling me up if I was going to seduce Pin-up.
This was not going to be fun.
Chapter Six
Jules
Elise made a sound in her throat that sounded very close to disgust. “Remind me not to let him touch me again. For a moment, I forgot he was a ride everyone has been on. This is a good reminder.”
We had agreed to try out this sharing thing, but a small part of me lived to hear her say that. It made me think she could be all mine for a time. Which was exactly what I didn’t need, and why I needed to bring in Milo and Emmett. She did have spunk, and I could see myself getting attached very easily. What better way to kill any tender feelings than watching my closest friends stick their cock in her, too?
I should have known Milo would come to Emmett’s reputation rescue. Once he was committed, he went all out. He would allow nothing to stand in his way. Elise didn’t know it yet, but she was already ours.
“This particular scene isn’t his fault.” He gestured toward the porch where Emmett was unsuccessfully trying to flee their advances. Stace—or maybe Lace—stuck her hand down the front of his pants. Emmett jumped and pushed her away more forcefully than I expected of him. Playboy had never been anything other than sweet or cold with his selects.