Zack lifted his chin at Aidan. "You're next."

Chapter Nine.

Maddie's heart raced and she panted for oxygen. Zack's arms around her held her safe and secure, although she felt like she'd just flown apart into flaming pieces.

Zack had his arms around her naked body.

Sweet baby Jesus, what was happening? Her mind spun helplessly in circles. She was naked with two men. Her boyfriend had just finished going down on her and licking her to orgasm while their best friend held her and watched them. And oh yeah, she was naked.

She was afraid to open her eyes and face that reality, so she lay there, eyes squeezed closed, trying to breathe. God. Oh my god.

Aidan was next.

What did that mean? What was Zack planning for them now? And why were they doing this? He'd somehow taken control and directed that whole scene, and she and Aidan had been swept up in it all, liked they'd been pulled into a powerful ocean current, unable to stop themselves.

Zack's embrace relaxed and his hands rubbed over her abdomen in a reassuring caress. "You're gonna suck Aidan's cock," he murmured to her. "Soon as you come back."

Her insides quivered. Jesus. Was she really going to do that? Give Aidan a blow job while Zack watched?

"Take your shorts off and sit down," Zack directed Aidan.

Maddie cracked her eyes open to see Aidan shoving his shorts down his legs. He often wore no underwear under loose shorts when they were relaxing at home. His cock sprang out, engorged, heavy veins pulsing. His hand immediately went to it and he gave a rough tug. Heat shimmered over Maddie's body.

Naked, Aidan moved back to where he'd been sitting earlier. She followed him with her eyes, enjoying the flex of his powerful thigh muscles and the bunch of his calf muscles as he walked. When he sat, cock still fisted, he looked at her and their eyes met.

Color stained his cheeks and his eyes glittered. Eyes locked on hers, he slouched lower into the couch cushions in invitation. He let his thighs widen and his other hand went to his balls.

Zack's body vibrated behind her. "There you go," he said softly. "He's waiting for you." His hands clasped her waist and gently lifted her off him. On legs that wobbled, she stood and moved toward Aidan, then dropped to her knees in front of him.

"Aidan." She set her hands on his big knees and gazed at him. "This is crazy."

"Yeah." His smile was gentle and he touched her face with his fingertips, first her cheek, then her lips. "You don't have to do this."

"Yes, she does." Zack's voice was firm and steady. And for some reason that calmed her and reassured her, made her more at ease with what they were doing. She needed that firmness, that direction. "She wants to suck you off. Don't you, Maddie." It wasn't really a question the way he said it, but she nodded anyway. "She wants to give you what you just gave her. Here." Zack rose off the couch and she blinked as he indicated she should move so he could set a cushion under her knees. He stayed behind her, and again surprised her as he threaded his fingers through her hair. Slowly he combed through the strands, sending tingles cascading from her scalp down her spine. "You like this?"

She nodded again. She loved having her hair played with. She loved having her hair pulled.

Zack gathered her hair into a ponytail at her nape. "There."

She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, he gave her a nod and she turned back to Aidan. She reached for his cock, and he withdrew his own hand. Her fingers curved around him and she held him for a moment, savoring the feel of him, the hot, soft skin, the solid shape beneath pulsing in her palm. The engorged crest throbbed.

"I love how you look at me like that." Aidan's fingertips brushed her cheek again. She flicked her gaze up and met his eyes. "Like you're dying to suck me."

She swiped her tongue over her bottom lip and his eyes darkened. "I am." Her lips parted hungrily and she bent her head.

She took him into her mouth, letting her tongue slide over smooth skin, tasting his male essence. She loved the taste of him. She traced over the ridge with her tongue, closed her lips over him and sucked, then pulled off with a pop. Aidan groaned. His hands fell to the couch beside him and his head went back.

She lifted his shaft and licked from root to tip, over and over, working her way around until he was all wet and slick. Aidan's body trembled, and she became aware of Zack's breathing deepening behind her. He was watching her while he held her hair back.

Heat flared deep inside her. As it had earlier, knowing Zack was watching. His expression had been stern but watchful...almost protective. Intense. Telling them what to do seemed to come so naturally to him. She sensed that he enjoyed what he saw, that he was aroused, and it seemed like their compliance with his orders aroused him even more. She'd seen him rub the very visible erection behind the fly of his jeans.

Now that Aidan's shaft was all wet in her hand, she paused to touch the tip of her tongue to the tiny slit at the head. Aidan gave another low growl, fingers curling.

"Suck," Zack ordered her.

She did. She lowered her head, taking Aidan into her mouth as deep as she could. Now he was slippery it was easier, and she curled her fingers around the base of his cock and slid the tight ring of her lips up and down. Up and down. Her mind drifted a little, lost in the rhythm, the sounds of Aidan's moans of pleasure and Zack's slow breathing, the feel of Aidan's straining flesh in her mouth, stretching her lips and bumping the back of her throat.

"Fuck yeah." Aidan groaned. "Suck me just like that."

Her pussy squeezed and ached, despite the orgasm she'd just had.

"Lick his balls." Zack's fingers gave a tug on her hair to pull her head off Aidan and she whimpered at the tiny sting on her scalp. Zack twisted his hand, tightening his grip, spreading a burn over her scalp.

She slid her mouth off Aidan and happily complied, lifting his shaft with one hand, cupping his balls with the other and bringing them to her mouth. Her tongue wandered over the soft skin, her fingers gently massaging. His sac had tightened up against his body and her pussy heated even more at this. She kissed and licked and gently pulled one testicle into her mouth, then the other. Aidan's pleasure grunts increased.

Burning between her legs, she wished she could touch herself. She knew she was wet there, felt the liquid heat building.

"Fuck that's good," Aidan panted. "Suck me again."

"Yeah," Zack agreed. "He's gonna fuck your mouth. Put your hands behind your back."

Her eyes widened and blinked, her body tensing. Panic flickered inside her at not having control of this. As if sensing her disquiet, Zack rubbed her back. "It's okay, Maddie baby."

His calm tone once again steadied her. She took in a long breath.

"Never gonna hurt you," he continued quietly. "You trust us both, right?"

She nodded.

She did. She'd trust no one else like this. But she trusted them.

"Just let go," Zack murmured. "Enjoy. Give yourself over to it."

She let his words filter through the fog in her brain. Her pussy spasmed and flames licked over her body. Yes. Surrendering control to them excited her. She wanted them to do this, take her like this. It was what she'd always wanted.

She clasped her hands at the small of her back and obediently opened her mouth. Aidan directed the head of his cock inside. Then the men took over. Zack held her head with firm but gentle hands and Aidan slid down a little lower so he could lift his hips. He started slowly, carefully, sliding in and out of her mouth.

She focused on that, his flesh on her tongue, and Zack's hands in her hair. The pressure on her scalp intensified. Her jaw ached. All the sensations rocked through her, intensifying the experience, adding to her excitement. It was so wicked, so erotic. She sucked with wild hunger at Aidan's cock.

"Yeah." Aidan's voice thickened. "Hungry for it. You love it, don't you."

She tried to nod but Zack held her head immobile.

"Christ," Zack muttered.

She rubbed her tongue over the head and Aidan made more guttural sounds of pleasure.

"Up on your knees," Zack urged her. "You need to be a little higher..."

She rose, mindlessly obeying him even though she didn't know why. And then she did know why. Zack's hands adjusted the position of her head and the different angle let Aidan thrust deeper, the head of his cock brushing the back of her throat. It was gone quickly before she gagged and she fought to control that reflex.

"Fuck, that's deep. Fuck, Maddie."

He did it again, and again, right to her throat. Her eyes watered. She breathed through her nose, loving the way he filled her mouth.

"So good," Zack praised her. "Good girl."

Pleasure expanded through her. She was pleasing him. She was pleasing Aidan. And oh god, they were pleasing her, in ways she'd longed for and had never really found. As Zack had directed her, she turned herself over to it and floated away on the adrenaline rush of submission.

She would think more about this later, what this all meant, but at that moment she knew pleasure like she'd never experienced.

Aidan's thrusts grew faster, deeper, yet never more than she could take. Another flicker of fear came, but then disappeared as quickly as she felt herself safe and secure in Zack's hands. Aidan's body tensed. Her scalp stung where Zack pulled at her hair. Her entire world became this.

"Yeah," Aidan gasped. His fists clenched. "Close...so close." His hips fucked up into her with fast, hard strokes and then his cock swelled in her mouth. She blinked rapidly.

"You're gonna swallow," Zack murmured in her ear. "Every drop."

She couldn't nod, couldn't speak. But yes...she would. Maybe he knew women who didn't. Some of her friends admitted they wouldn't do that. But she'd always loved doing that with Aidan. And she did it now.

The unique taste of him filled her mouth. His shout of pleasure made her skin tingle. She swallowed as he pulsed onto her tongue, savoring it. Zack's hands gentled in her hair, releasing it, then stroking through it with long, slow pulls.

Warmth slid through her, a delicious, languorous satisfaction. Aidan gripped his cock and tapped it on her bottom lip, another groan rumbling in his chest. "Holy, holy fuck. Maddie, baby. You just about fucking killed me."

Her lips trembled into a smile, her face aching. Zack's hands moved from her hair to her jaw, fingertips pressing in a gentle massage. His body heat warmed her from behind, even though he was still fully clothed.

"Amazing," he murmured. "Fucking amazing."

She swallowed and nodded her agreement, not really able to form words. Emotion swelled in her chest, and a sudden prickle stung the corners of her eyes. What had just happened here? It was the most bizarre thing she'd ever experienced. It was dirty and debauched and all kinds of wrong. Yet she felt as if something had opened up inside her. As if she'd discovered something so important and special, something she'd been looking for, for so, so long.

Zack's fingers worked in slow circles over her jaw and cheeks. He knew she was feeling it. He'd always been someone who knew what people were thinking and feeling. Sometimes she'd thought it was a curse, because he always seemed to take on others' emotions, ending up moody and quiet when one of their friends was having a rough time, or taking on the problems of the world when he read about civil wars and humanitarian crises. She tipped her head back, sinking into his ministrations, laying her hands on Aidan's muscular thighs. The crisp hair prickled her palms. He'd fallen back into the couch cushions, chest rising and falling, his half-hard cock on his belly, still thick and beautiful. He was beautiful, wide shoulders tapering to narrow waist and hips, ridged abdomen and dark patch of curls at the base of his cock, thighs widespread.

Wow.

Zack's fingers continued to press into her cheeks, the soft spots just below her cheekbones that were tense, then her temples. Then his fingers slid into her hair and massaged her scalp. She moaned as sweet languor spread through her.

He dragged his fingers down through her hair one last time and moved away. "I'm gonna go to bed," he said gruffly. "You two should be alone."

Her head jerked around to stare at him. He was leaving? Just like that?

"Oh no, you're not," she snapped.

He paused, turned and lifted an arrogant eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

She glared at him. He'd been giving all the orders and clearly didn't appreciate her attempt to take control. Tough shit. "You are not leaving just like that."

"Babe. You two aren't done. You don't need me here for the rest of it."

"We're done." Her eyebrows pulled together. "What about you?"

They stared at each other. The air thickened around them. She stole a glance at Aidan, who'd straightened and had his hands shoved into his hair. He was watching Zack, then looked at Maddie. "Maddie, what...?"

She didn't even know what she was saying. All she knew was, she and Aidan had both gotten off and Zack hadn't. And she knew he needed to. She knew he was aroused.

She closed her eyes, uncertainty sweeping over her. "I just...you can't just leave. We need to talk. This is going to be weird tomorrow if we don't talk."

Zack look pained. "Yeah," he finally said. "You're right."

"This is going to be weird tomorrow even if we do talk," Aidan muttered, pushing himself to sit straight. "And we're not talking about this naked, for fuck's sake. Hand me my shorts, sweetheart." He nodded at the crumpled clothing on the floor.

Before she could move, Zack had scooped up her T-shirt and shorts and handed them to her. She slipped them on, not worried about her underwear, while Aidan pulled on the loose shorts. She sat on the couch next to Aidan. Zack remained standing, watching them, his face inscrutable, his eyes narrow.

"I'm not sure what just happened here," Maddie said in a low voice.

Aidan muttered, "Fuck."

Zack threw himself down at the other end of the couch. "Not gonna apologize. You liked that. A lot."

Maddie bit her lip. She couldn't deny it. She looked at Aidan. He scrubbed his hands over his face. She knew he'd liked it too. What was going on in his head? "Talk to us," she said. "Please."

He still said nothing.

"Look," Zack said. "I'll admit I was testing things out at first. I had a hunch...but I wasn't a hundred percent sure you'd go for it. I told you to kiss him, to see what would happen. Yeah, you hesitated, but not much. It didn't take much for you to do it, and then to do everything I told you after that." He leaned forward. "You liked giving up control. You liked having someone take over and tell you what to do. It's what you need, isn't?"

She stared at him. Then Aidan made a rough nose and jumped to his feet. "Yeah," he snapped at Maddie. "It's what you need. And I can't give it to you."

He strode out of the room and the sound of the bedroom door banging shut vibrated through the condo.

Maddie stared at Zack, covering her mouth with her hands. "Oh no. What have we done?"

Zack face contracted. "You better go talk to him."

She nodded, her thoughts muddled. "Yes. I will. But...Zack..." She searched his face with her eyes, but he gave nothing away. The guy who could so easily read others had sure learned to keep his own emotions hidden away.

"You two need to deal with this. Thought I was helping." He rubbed his mouth. "Didn't mean to make things worse."

"I just wish I understood." She shook her head. "I don't even understand myself."

"That's what I was trying to show you." Zack rose too, his posture stiff. "You two better talk. I'll go pack."

"What? No!"

"Don't think Aidan's going to want me around after this."