Char

He had decided to hold his little favor over her head for a while, waiting until the time was right. He wanted to make it count. He could tell that the uncertainty and anticipation was killing her a little bit.

They'd been living with Lynelle for a little over two months, and all pretenses of searching for a new place had been dropped. It was clear that everyone adored Lynelle, and she didn't mind them either.

It was right before dusk. They were all sitting outside by the pool, Lynelle laying back on the one lounge chair and the rest of them on various patio furniture near her. She was tanning, which meant she was wearing her tiny little bikini. Hence why the guys were all out there with her. They were like moths to a flame with her.

The guys, minus Rowan, were trying to convince her to tell them how she lost her virginity. Char didn't know how the conversation started, but it was clear that Lynelle was not budging.

"You guys don't get to know anything about my sex life," she said. Char perked up, remembering his favor.

"That's not true for me," he told her with a small smile. The guys all looked at him curiously.

Lynelle paled and sat up, pointing at him. "I know what you're thinking. Not here. Not now."

"Hmm... yep. I'm cashing it in, right now."

"Somebody start making sense," Max warned, looking between them.

"We will," Char said. "Go, now." There was a firm edge to his voice.

Lynelle shot him a scathing look but went into the house for a few minutes. She came out with a shoebox full of books.

She sat back on her lounge chair and glanced at all of them.

"Don't be shy. Tell them what you have there," Char urged.

"This... is my collection of books that I'm being forced to show you."

"Tell them what kind."

"Ohmygod. Fine. This is my collection of erotic romance books."

Everyone was smirking at her. Char was trying not to laugh at the look on her face.

"Erotic romance books? Very old-fashioned," Ethan commented.

"I'm pretty sure my mom reads those," Jackson said, clearly holding back laughter.

"Well, your mom has great taste," Lynelle shot back.

"Why don't you read us your favorite part from your favorite book?" Char gently nudged her.

She grabbed the most worn one, which was sitting on the top, and opened it to a page that had a crumpled bookmark in it.

"Ahem. This one is called 'Four Firefighters and One Girl'." She glanced around nervously, then slowly began to read aloud. "Calvin slid up behind her, holding her in place with his warm hands on her waist and rocking her ass into his hard cock. Thomas stood to her side, taking her mouth and his in an erotic, passionate kiss. She lightly bit his tongue and he hissed in desire, wrapping his hand around her throat and giving her a warning squeeze. James was slowly kissing down her body, leaving hickeys on her neck, lightly biting and licking her nipples, leaving bite marks on the soft flesh of her belly. He made his way down until he was kneeling between her thighs, were she was already wet for his mouth. She was glad for Calvin's support when her knees buckled from James's tongue. She hardly noticed when Shaun sat in the armchair right across from her, resting a hand on his chin and observing. He watched as she fell apart, whimpering into Thomas's mouth and grinding her hips into James's face.

Char watched her. Her face was blushed and red and she was pressing her legs together. She looked like she was slightly squirming, as if trying to get some friction between her legs.

Lynelle looked up, biting her lip. "Um, yeah. And then they... y'know."

It was quiet for a second. Rowan's voice, a rare thing, broke the silence.

"So the fantasy of having multiple men at once turns you on."

They watched her closely, waiting for her answer. Char knew they were all hoping desperately she would say yes, so they knew she would be open to playing with all of them, together.

Lynelle opened her mouth, but then shut it. She looked down at the book, still open in her lap, and shoved it back into the box. She stood up, looking unsettled.

"Um. It's dark. I'm done tanning. So..." She looked around, then grabbed the box and walked back into the house, leaving them all staring at her go.

Once she was gone, Jackson let out a loud breath and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, that was interesting."

"Yeah, I'll say. Right up until Rowan spooked her and she ran away," Max sighed.

Rowan shook his head, looking pissed at himself.

"I don't think it was Rowan's fault. We were all going to say the same thing," Ethan defended him.

"I think it's too late to stop ourselves," Char said quietly. They all turned to look at him. "From wanting her," he added.

Rowan nodded, and the rest of the guys mumbled various forms of agreement.

"So..." Max prompted.

"So, we go after what we want. We get what we want," Jackson said with an evil grin.