by Lainey Reese
Cade was already reaching for seconds when he added, “I can see now that we were deprived children after all.” Riley laughed delightedly. As small as this was, she felt such a wealth of pride flush thru her. She had given them something that they’d never had. She sat back, watched and wondered if they were going to remember to feed her or if she should ask.
Chapter Nine
Later that day Riley was still naked. They had showered, and the men dressed and ruled that Riley was not going to be wearing clothes that day. At first, she had balked and felt affronted. She couldn’t walk around in broad daylight in the buff. Especially if they were going to be fully dressed. However, her complaints had fallen on deaf ears.
She didn’t get used to it, but she did start to see the benefits of it. When she was in the kitchen cleaning up the breakfast mess, Trevor had come in behind her, pinned her against the counter, kissed, sucked, and licked at her backside until she had screamed out her orgasm. Then he had gotten bottled water from the fridge and walked away, without ever saying a word to her.
Afterwards, she’d explored the townhouse and its different rooms. She found the guys in a game room playing pool, and Cade had snagged her by the waist. He laid her out on the green felt table, draped her legs over his shoulders and had licked and lapped at her until she was again screaming. All the while Trevor had watched and sipped from his water, whispering quiet words of direction and encouragement to them. After bringing her to not one but two mind-blowing orgasms, Cade helped her down from the table and shooed her out of the room so they could resume their game. All day she was pressed to walls or dragged to the floor, all for her pleasure. With fingers or mouths they would drive her to one shattering peak after another and then leave her shaken and gasping. Wondering when they were going to end the madness and finally take her. Craving the full shattering climax that only came from their shafts buried deep inside her. She knew they wanted to take her. It was evident in their constant erections, and in the way they couldn’t keep away from her. But they resisted, and she didn’t know why.
About five in the afternoon the three of them were on the couch watching an old movie that Riley loved on TV. Cade and Trevor were seated side by side with Riley stretched out across their laps. Her face was pillowed on a cushion next to Trevor’s hip while both men caressed and fondled her bottom and the tender flesh between her legs. It was hard to concentrate because without warning one long finger would slide deep inside her dripping sheath, and then pull back out. Then another would drench itself in the moisture built up inside her and delve deep and fast into her ass. Then it was gone. It was soothing and slow and as she would start to moan and squirm, wanting more, they would pull back. They would rub her back or legs and tell her to be still and watch the movie. It was just another layer to the already catastrophic experiences she had gone thru. Riley worked hard to memorize every moment and sensation that she felt. Hoping that the memories she was building would never fade so that she could cherish this time with them for the rest of her life.
Cade was rubbing small light circles on her clit when Trevor again dipped his finger into her tight back hole. “Damn,” Cade said to him, “that looks so good. Can you see that?” Riley flushed with excitement as Trevor shifted to get a better look at his finger dipping into her ass. “Oh, yeah,” he replied, his voice deep and sensual, “looks damn good.” His other hand grabbed her hip and shifted her so her back arched and gave him a better view. “She likes it. Watch this,” he said and Riley felt a second finger stretch her back hole open. She moaned and bit hard into the pillow under her head and tried to keep still. She understood what they were doing now. They wanted her to watch the movie and pretend as if she didn’t know what they were doing to her. Every time she responded or moved, they stopped. If she wanted them to continue, she was going to have to be still and act like she couldn’t hear them. Or feel them. Or it would stop.
“Oh yeah,” Cade said again, his voice dropping to that gravely tone that she loved. “She’s almost ready, Trev. It’s going to feel so good to take her up that sweet little hole.” He smiled and chuckled darkly when her muscles clenched at his words. She was being good though and not moving too much. He slipped two thick fingers into her juicy sheath, making sure to tease at her g-spot. “She’s got the sweetest tasting little pussy. Don’t you think, Trev? She’s wet. Here, listen.” He whipped his fingers back and forth fast inside her, slamming against her inner walls and sending ricochets of sensations throughout her body as the wet and juicy sound filled the air. “Mmm, when we take her there the first time,” Cade continued, “I wanna do it in the hanging chair. What do you think?”
Trevor twisted the two fingers he had in her ass and groaned as she clenched around them, finding it harder to hold still.
“She’s learning to be such a good little sub. Look at her. She’s like a drug, and I think we’re addicts. Yeah—” another twist and plunge, “—the chair would be perfect.” Riley couldn’t take it anymore and arched her ass back into those delving fingers with a cry. Slap! Trevor slapped hard on her ass. She arched and screamed, the stinging slap the last straw in breaking her control and the flood of her orgasm poured out of her like a tidal wave.
“Fuck!” Cade ground out. “You weren’t supposed to come yet, sweetheart. God, you’re a hot little thing.”
The ringing of Cade’s cell phone stopped him as he was just about to spread her out on the coffee table and slake the lust Trevor and he had been slowly building all day. Torturing themselves with each caress, each taste of her. Holding back their own need for completion, testing each other to see who would crack and take her first. Oh well, he thought, the distraction might be just what he needed to hold back a little longer. Then Trevor would be the one to break first instead.
“Kincade, here,” he answered as he admired the way Riley lay sprawled and panting in their laps, keeping one of his hands buried in her quivering flesh.
He listened with half an ear as his manager filled him in on some pretty basic complaints. People calling in sick, the chef they had on was given to fits of temper and had lost it when a customer had requested a dish be made with special instructions, and all the normal things he’d come to expect. With resignation, he faced the fact that he would have to go in. He normally loved the work, the challenges and the excitement of nurturing something that he’d created and developed. Knowing that it was all him. That he had made this success on his own, not by riding on his family’s coat tails, was a surprising source of pride for him. However, with the luscious little body currently draped across his lap, dealing with work drama was the last thing he wanted right now.
He looked at Trevor. “I have to go in.”
“Wha…? Oh no.” Riley turned her head to look at Cade over her shoulder. “Do you really?”
Cade smiled at the look of dismay on her face. She looked truly upset, like he was moving away instead of just headed into work for the night.
“But we, umm…”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” Cade leaned down to lay a soft kiss on one supple ass cheek. “I should be done over there by ten and then we can pick up where we left off.” Reluctantly, he slipped out from under Riley and went to get dressed for work. He kept a room and full wardrobe here just as Trevor did at the penthouse. They didn’t consider one place belonging to one of them and not the other. Both of them had suites in each place and they came and went depending on which was closest to wherever they happened to be at the time. It had always been the way things were between them.
“We’ll keep the home fires burning for you, Cade,” Trevor said, adjusting his grip on Riley now that his were the only hands on her.
“I’ll bet.” He sent Trevor a look that conveyed a wealth of emotion and humor. Then he leaned down nose to nose with Riley. “Don’t let him wear you out. I intend to finish what we’ve started here tonight.” Then he kissed her, his tongue filling her mouth the way he longed to fill her body with his. When her hands started to reach
Riley flounced down on the couch with a harrumph and looked over her shoulder to Trevor. “Ten o’clock?” She gave him her most beguiling look and whispered throatily, “What are we going to do until then?” She leaned in to slide the tip of her tongue along the curve of his ear and her hot breath shivered down his spine as she went on. “Parcheesi?” She nipped at his lobe. “Backgammon?” Her hand went under his grey T-shirt to scrape her nails lightly across his nipples. “How about chess?” Her teeth bit into the cord of muscle in his neck and shoulder. She shifted until she was sitting on his lap and her bottom was rubbing rhythmically against the swollen bulge under his zipper.
“Little one,” Trevor groaned, “you’re killing me. Mmm, stop that, ah God.” His hands went to her hips to push her away, but instead, when her hot little tongue swept into his mouth, he pulled her closer and helped her straddle him. “You’re going to make me lose. Cade is going to crack first. God, baby, God.” His hands were clenching like vices on her hips, grinding her hot little cunt onto his shaft hard enough to split the denim between them. His iron will crumbling under her tender onslaught. “Who cares?” she said into his mouth, rubbing her breasts against his chest as she pressed against him. “Besides, how can you call this losing?” Then she added a little rotating wiggle to her grinding and Trevor said, “Good point.” Then reached a hand between them to tear open his fly.
His flesh sprang free and he gripped it at the base with one hand while he guided her into place with his other. Both groaned deep when he slid into her. She flexed her thighs tight to his hips and gripped as hard as she could with her inner muscles, working to bring his thick hard cock as deep as she could. Loving that she finally had him in her after hours of incredible tormenting foreplay. Her nails bit into his shoulders and her head fell back, a million nerve endings zinging throughout her body.
Trevor added his strength to her thrusts, plunging her back down onto him every time she lifted up. His stomach muscles flexed like iron, holding back his climax by the teeth as it fought to burst through and devour him. She looked like a pagan goddess above him. Her hair was a curling mass down her back that pooled on his legs. Her breasts, mmm, those lovely perfect breasts, swayed and bounced on her slender frame as she worked herself up and down on him. The tightly budded tips beckoned and he bent forward to catch one in his teeth.
That was the sight that greeted Cade when he came back down stairs on his way out. Trevor still fully dressed, Riley still gloriously naked. One luscious breast caught in Trevor’s mouth, her gorgeous ass gripped in his hands as he worked her up and down on his lap. It was a sight that would torture him all night long. Teasing him and bringing a hard on with it every time, he was sure. His only consolation? “I win.” He walked over to cup Riley’s head in the palm of his hand and leaned forward to steal a kiss from her open, panting mouth.
“Who cares?” was Trevor’s reply, echoing Riley’s sentiment, never slowing his pace as he looked Cade in the eye. Cade looked down at Riley, his hand tightened in her hair until it fisted and she opened her eyes to fix him with an unfocused stare. “I won, Riley,” he sucked briefly on her top lip. “I’m first.” Then her bottom lip. He slid one finger around her opening where Trevor was plunging in and out of her. Then that finger dipped deep into her tight back hole, “I get to fuck this first.” She clenched on them, his finger, and Trevor’s shaft. “Ah, God, Cade,” Trevor exclaimed. “Ahh, what are you doing to her?” Cade smiled darkly at his friend, “What’s the matter, buddy?” Cade taunted and angled to pump his finger double time into her. “Can’t you hold back? Afraid she’s gonna bring you too soon?” Cade tsked tsked at his friend, trying to ignore how hot it was making him and instead focus on bringing them both to orgasm. “I thought you had better control than this.”
“Fuck you,” Trevor said through gritted teeth, knowing that he had no chance of holding back if she kept clenching on his dick that way. Her tight inner muscles rippled around him nonstop.
But it was Riley who snapped first. Her hands slapped on Trevor’s chest, nails digging deep, and groaned as her body undulated over him. Cade pushed deeper and flexed his finger in her ass, moaning, he was so turned on. That was all Trevor was waiting for, and his arms banded around her waist while he flooded her womb with his release.
Cade growled and bit into her shoulder as he gently slid his finger from her gripping hole, and then laved the bite with his hot tongue before pulling away. With another growl he stalked to the door. He sent one last smoldering look at the two of them. Trevor had turned Riley until she was cradled like a child in his lap and he was lightly kissing her forehead. Then he looked up to meet Cade’s eyes and sent him a mischievous wink. This was going to be a long night.
Chapter Ten
“So little one,” Trevor said as soon as the door closed behind Cade. “I’m starved. How do you feel about burgers?” Riley snuggled deeper into his lap and let her eyes drift shut. After the day they had put her through nothing sounded better than a nap right then. Just as Trevor was going to ask her again, his stomach beat him to it and rumbled loud enough to startle her. Riley looked up at him with a smirk and said, “Okay, burgers. But all my clothes were sent to the penthouse. Is there any chance there is something here that we can make do?”
“We’ll figure something out.” Trevor stood with her in his arms and adjusted until she was clinging to him like a monkey. With her legs wrapped tight around his waist and a death grip on his neck, he started for the bedroom. He couldn’t be happier as he headed off with his hands cupped on her bottom. As far as he could remember, nothing had ever felt better than what the three of them had shared these last couple of days. The closeness he shared with Cade was something he treasured and he had always resisted getting too involved with women. He strove to keep it casual, because he’d feared the day when he would have to make a choice between a woman and his best friend. But now, for the first time, he was seeing the possibility of something more with a woman.
Riley welcomed them and opened herself without reservation. She was responsive and eager and even though it was foreign and different, she pushed aside her misgivings and trusted them. She was lively and spunky, but at the same time showed that she loved being dominated as much as they loved dominating her. However, before he let himself get too excited, they were going to see how she fit into the other aspects of their lives. Starting now.
“Welcome to the Lords of Flatbush,” Trevor gestured expansively with his arms, a bag of greasy burgers in one hand and the most enormous soda she’d ever seen in his other. They were standing in front of a huge building that looked a lot like a warehouse. It had some thick barred up windows along the front. Across the huge double doors the center’s name blazed in florescent writing.
Trevor handed her the bag and opened the door to his pride and joy. He had been raised in privilege. Every luxury, and every convenience, at his fingertips. His parents had always taught him that wealth came with responsibility and duty. Every person was responsible for each other. He’d been raised under their example of charity and community involvement. Family vacations always included an element of work. He had toured the world as a child and seen every beauty that the earth had to offer. And every tragedy. Days spent basking on the beaches of Cabo were followed by days not fifteen miles from those beaches feeding the poverty stricken Mexican children whose lives depended on how many beaded bracelets they could make and sell in a day.
It had touched him drastically to know that while he had laughed, played and eaten until his belly could hold no more, there had been children starving not far away. It was even more shocking when he realized that it was the same everywhere. Every tourist spot, every country, every island, had poverty. His parents worked hard to see that their children saw this and dedicated themselves to doing what they could to live up to the blessings they had been given.
Cade and his family shared the same convictions. Many of those family trips had included both families. It was a long running joke that the two families had come over on the Mayflower together. Inseparable from the beginning of time. Charity and community was vital to both Cade and he. If Riley couldn’t share in this passion with the same commitment that they had, whatever they were feeling for her would fade. It was an elemental part of who they were. There would be no room for growth between the three of them without that. As his parents always said, ‘If a person is shallow, there’s no room for roots’.
Riley looked around with awe. The place was a children’s paradise. There were arcade games galore, and through an open door, she could make out a rink where two boys were circling each other decked out in boxing gear. She turned huge eyes on him, and a self depreciating smile as she asked, “Can we play? I see the Next Generation pinball over there but I have to be up front and let you know…I’m an addict.” Trevor chuckled at her. “Oh yeah? You think I could get you out of here if I let you play?” He leaned down to touch his forehead to hers, unable to resist her teasing.
“Yes. I could stop in any time I want,” she sniffed. Deciding not to tell him about the times she had missed out on movies because she could not walk away from the pinball games in the theatre’s arcade. “You’ll regret it though because I will humiliate you in defeat,” she bragged. Then she raced off, darting between games and boys of all ages and laughing like a loon when Trevor called out to the boys to stop her. It was a mad race, and she dodged four of them before one caught her and trapped her against Mrs. Pac man. She was sure she could have gotten away, but was too breathless with laughter to put up much of a fight. Trevor sauntered up with a swagger and swooped down to claim her. He locked one hard arm around her hips and one hard shoulder in her stomach then carried her off like a caveman—much to the joy of the boys watching. There were cheers and catcalls following them as he carried her to the lounge.
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