Chapter 27

TAYLA

Stepping out of Hayden’s shower, I noticed the bag filled with gifts they had given me. A smile spread across my face.

I toweled off and pulled out the two dresses they had gifted me.

Both were strappy, but the red one had a daring slit up the thigh.

I slipped into the matching red thong and eased the dress over my head, letting it fall against my body.

The fabric was soft and silky, barely there against my skin.

It hit mid-thigh and showed off a hint of cleavage.

My ex, Ben, would have never let me step out showing so much skin, but I wasn’t his girl anymore.

I was Walker’s and Hayden’s girl!

I slipped into the black strappy heels and headed back to the bathroom to comb my hair into a long braid down my back. I picked up the silver bracelet I had taken off before showering.

Looking at my reflection, I hardly recognized myself.

The timid, shy, obedient girl from Vinewood was long gone!

In her place stood a woman who refused to be held back.

With a smile, I left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen.

It was empty.

Where were they?

I spotted Walker on the deck, leaning against the rail. I walked out to join him.

Hearing the click of my heels, he turned around. His eyes widened as he took me in.

“Little one, you look stunning,” he said, his breath hitching.

He was dressed in black jeans and a black short-sleeved shirt, unbuttoned at the top. Black boots completed his look.

“Can you help me with my bracelet?” I asked him.

I stepped closer, offering my wrist and the silver bracelet to him.

Our fingers brushed, and warmth spread where he touched me.

His woody aftershave filled the air, and I inhaled deeply.

His green eyes focused as he fastened the bracelet around my wrist. I couldn’t help but smile.

I reached out to touch his tattooed arm, tracing the smooth ink with my fingers.

“I’m getting a new one soon,” he told me, his eyes meeting mine.

“It’s beautiful,” I said.

His hand reached out, tilting my face towards his.

“You are beautiful,” he whispered, before his lips met mine.

His kiss was soft, but it was interrupted by a loud whistle.

Hayden appeared, dressed in black jeans and a thin white shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Like Walker, his top buttons were undone. He wore smart black shoes.

His shirt was thin enough to reveal the outline of his toned abs, chest, and the tattoo on his bicep.

Hayden walked over, taking my hand and spinning me around.

“Baby girl, you’re good enough to eat,” he said, grinning.

He pulled me close, his mouth next to my ear.

“Are you wearing my red thong?”

His hand slid down my back, over my dress, and under the hem. His fingers brushed my bare skin, making me gasp.

“I look forward to ripping it off later,” he growled in my ear.

His words sent shivers down my spine, and I squeezed my thighs together in anticipation.

I felt Walker move behind me, his hands running gently down my back.

“Don’t plan on getting any sleep tonight, little one,” he said.

Hayden kissed my neck while Walker’s fingers traced the back of my neck.

Walker’s other hand ran down my side, making my body tremble.

I closed my eyes as Hayden kissed my neck again and Walker pressed against me.

Walker tugged my braid back, exposing more of my throat.

Hayden’s lips trailed up and down the center of my throat, softly.

“Our ride is here,” Walker announced, breaking the moment.

Hayden kissed me quickly before stepping back.

Walker slipped his arm around my shoulder, and we followed Hayden out to a waiting taxi.

Hayden climbed in first, followed by me, then Walker.

Both men rested their hands on my thighs, making me feel safe and protected.

Hayden gave the driver our destination, and we pulled away from the house.

We arrived at a part of town I didn’t recognize, stopping outside a bustling bar.

Hayden helped me out of the taxi, and Walker followed.

People turned to look at us, and I tugged at the hem of my dress, suddenly self-conscious.

I hadn’t felt this exposed at the house, but out here, I wasn’t so sure.

“You look amazing, and don’t worry, we’ll look after you,” Walker reassured me, his arm around my waist.

Hayden led the way into the bar, still holding my hand. I could feel the stares as we walked in.

Walker kept his arm around my waist as we made our way to the bar.

The owner spotted us, and we were immediately given a table, three beers, and menus.

We sat in a private booth, me sandwiched between the two men.

Walker scanned the menu with a frown, while Hayden seemed more interested in the bar’s patrons.

Rock music played in the background, creating a lively atmosphere.

“What are you guys going to have to eat?” I asked, looking at my own menu.

Hayden leaned in, his mouth next to my ear.

“Your sweet pussy, baby girl.”

He tossed his menu on the table and slid down in his seat, dropping to his knees.

What was he doing?

He moved between my legs under the table, trying to part them.

“Hayden? No! Don’t. Not here!” I gasped.

Ignoring me, he pushed my legs apart and lifted my dress over my thighs.

No one could see what Hayden was up to from our corner, but that wasn't what was making me nervous.

I squirmed as his hands slid up, gripping my waist, and tugged me to the edge of my seat.

His fingers nudged my thong aside, pinning it to my thigh as he lowered his mouth to my core.

I clung to Walker’s arm, trying to keep my gasps quiet.

Walker swiveled in his seat, wrapping an arm around me, practically cradling me in his arms.

Hayden started to lick and suck at my clit, hungrily, while I locked eyes with Walker.

I couldn't believe Hayden was doing this, right here, right now!

“Hayden!” I moaned, as he drew me into his mouth.

“I can’t do this here!” I told Walker.

“Seems like you don’t have much of a choice, little one,” Walker replied, his lips inching closer to mine.

“People will hear and see!” I gasped, feeling Hayden’s tongue.

“They won’t,” Walker assured me.

Hayden drew my clit into his mouth, my body going limp as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

I gasped and panted against Walker’s lips as he watched me ascend higher and higher.

Walker’s free hand reached up and cupped my breast, pinching my nipple through the fabric of my dress.

Falling apart in Walker’s arms while Hayden pleasured me under the table in a public place was so wrong, but it felt so right and I couldn’t resist the urge to climax.

I didn't have a choice.

I was theirs and if they wanted me to climax, then I would.

Hayden grazed his teeth across my clit twice and I arched my head, brushing Walker’s lips.

“Come for me, little one,” Walker whispered.

Just as I peaked, Walker sealed my mouth with his, muffling my cries as I climaxed.