And yet, a part of her wasn’t in the least surprised. Fighting for breath, absorbing the unexpected satisfaction of having a man—her man—resting between her thighs, Jacqui’s inner voice whispered a disturbingly new mantra. You’ve been falling in love with these two men for weeks, it said. There’s nothing you can do about it but hang on and enjoy the ride.
Yeah, right, until they decide they’ve had enough and toss me off.
That thought elicited a sob, and if she could have reached her own ass with her foot, then and there, she would have kicked herself into next week.
“It’s all right, sugar plum. It’s not fatal, I swear.” Will whispered that in her ear, then deftly reversed their positions on the bed.
No longer pinned down, she tried to move—tried to run—but he held her tight. So she collapsed on him, telling herself she would flee if she could, and knowing herself for a liar.
“Go ahead and cry, baby. Get it all out.”
Her pride screamed that she’d be damned if she would even as the first jagged sobs escaped and salty tears fell.
Will held her, his hands slowly sweeping up and down her back, his voice—nothing more than deep rumbling sounds, crooning in her ear and calming her spirit.
Norm moved in, bringing the blankets with him.
Neither man said a word, just let her have her emotional space, and Jacqui didn’t know what to think about that.
When she inhaled shakily, Will eased her off him, laying her on her back between himself and Norm.
Norm handed her some tissues. “Better?”
“I don’t know what that was about. But yes, thank you.”
“You can just say my lovemaking was so beautiful it brought you to tears.”
Jacqui chuckled. “You know, I think that’s truer than you can imagine.”
Will caressed her cheek. “I envy your ability to cry. Not just yours, but every woman’s. I think it goes beyond societal mores and reaches into physiology. It’s a talent, to be able to have a good cry and clear out some pressures and stress. And maybe, clean out old wounds.”
“Yeah, maybe that.” If she asked him, would he tell her why he believed she’d broken down after such fabulous lovemaking? He just might, but I probably don’t want to hear whatever that might be right now.
Or maybe he already had, and she was turning away from a truth that was begging to be heard.
“Will you stay the night with us?” Norm was gently caressing her, her chest just below her breasts. There was something soothing in that, not sexual at all.
“You don’t want to toss me out for breaking the mood?”
“Of course not.” Norm sounded surprised by the suggestion.
“We don’t just want you for your very sexy body, sugar plum. We want the whole woman, emotions and all.”
But what if I’m not a whole woman? The thought rippled across her mind with the effect of a major earthquake. She pushed the thought away—something to be dealt with another time. Reverting to type, she attempted to divert them with humor.
“So that means if I get bitchy, you’ll still stick around?”
“You betcha.” Norm was very quick with his reassurance. “Of course, if you’re bitchy for no good reason or too often, we might just toss you over our laps and spank your ass. But we’ll still be here.”
“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Will said.
Jacqui tried to muster a look of effrontery, but it was pretty hard to do when her slit was leaking and her hormones were excited. The best she could offer was a vague sounding “Hmm.”
“You didn’t answer my question, sweetheart. We’re really not finished with you. Plus we want to have you between us all night long. Will you stay?”
“I’m not done with you either.” She guessed it was silly thinking for one moment that it could only be fun, or physical, with them. She wasn’t the kind of woman to take a lover without it being more than superficial. She’d learned that lesson with her second, and that’s why it had taken her so long to take on her third—the two of them. She might very well shed a lot more tears before this was over. But maybe that wasn’t a bad thing at all.
“Yes, all right. I’ll stay the night.”
* * * *
No, we’re not only interested in getting laid. Norm would have said those words aloud himself, but Will had conveyed the sentiment in much more diplomatic terms. He couldn’t help but wonder what her other two relationships had been like for her to assume that something as normal as real emotion would put them off.
Jacqui Bethune was an extremely complex woman. Norm suspected that even after years, they’d still be discovering layers to the woman.
And that suited him just fine.
“Come here, sweetheart.” He gathered Jacqui into his arms and brought her flush against him. Lying on his side, he was able to look down into her eyes. He wanted nothing more in that moment than to love on her until all of the shadows of the past had been completely loved away.
“Kiss me, please.”
“Oh, absolutely.” He mated his mouth to hers, and drank in the sweetness that was Jacqui Bethune. She melted into him, returning his kiss, showing him her hunger, and her need. Her sweet sexy tongue stroked his, and an image formed in his mind of her tongue stroking his cock.
She pushed against him, and he fell flat on the bed. She rolled with him and rose above him, then lifted her head. Her grin, the perfect combination of shy and devilishly sexy, made his heart pound and his cock even harder than it had been.
She winked at him and then moved down his body. He propped himself up on his left arm so he could watch her, swallowing hard when her dainty little hand wrapped around his cock. She pumped him once, twice, and then lowered her head to him.
Good heavens, she’s inhaling me. I’m a goner.
When she used her tongue to lavish a lick from the base of his shaft to the tiny hole in the head of his cock he actually whimpered.
And when she sucked his cock into her mouth, he groaned, lost all strength in his arm and fell back onto the bed.
He couldn’t keep his hands from clamping onto her head. His fingers combed through the short silky strands of her hair as she moved her head up and down his cock. Her tongue stroked and her sweet mouth sucked, and Norm wondered if it was possible for her to suck his brains right out of him.
“Sweetheart, yes.” He began to move, his hips insisting that being the man, he needed to fuck—and what his cock needed to fuck was the wonderful hot mouth it was encased within.
It took every bit of will to ensure that he didn’t thrust too hard. But Jacqui moaned around his cock, letting him know she liked his take-charge stance.
He began to thrust in a rhythm slightly less than his randy cock demanded. He loved the climb, the buildup, the waiting. His arms shook with the effort he expended to allow himself this much and no more. Nothing had ever felt as good as this, and he became totally lost in the moment, in the wonderful sensations. Then she looked up and met his gaze and Norm discovered, for the first time, how much better horny was when wrapped in love.
“You have a great mouth, sweetheart.” He’d nearly told her how he felt. As much as he wanted to do just that he knew declaring that what they had between them was love at this early moment might just ruin everything.
She grinned around his cock, then sucked even stronger and Norm knew if he didn’t stop her in the next few seconds, she was going to get a mouthful.
“I’m close, baby. Let go. I want to come in your pussy.”
Jacqui lifted her lips from his dick and licked them. “You can do that next time.” And then she returned her mouth to his cock.
I thought that phrase sucking a golf ball through a garden hose was a joke. This was no joke, but thrilling reality. Norm felt his control surrender to her oral talents first. He could no longer keep his thrusts gentle. That didn’t seem to bother Jacqui. She formed her mouth into an “O” and then, God help him, she sucked even more strongly.
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br /> He had no time to warn her or prepare. His climax shot out of him with that first stream of cum. He cried out—in pleasure or in pain, he didn’t know which—as that first explosive stream was followed by a second, and a third, and a fourth.
And with each spasm of jism he felt Jacqui swallow. Begging for breath, his heart pounding hard enough to shake the bed, Norman Kendall was the poster boy for a human wreck.
And his heart swelled with the sweet, tiny kiss Jacqui placed high up on his thigh.
“Holy fucking hotness.” Will’s words made Norm smile.
“You’re next,” Jacqui said. The vibration of her words tickled his thigh. It occurred to him in that moment that their woman had somehow taken over.
We can’t have that, at least not the first time. “He’s next after our shower.” Norm stroked the top of Jacqui’s head. When she looked up, he reached down and brought her up his body, then turned with her so she lay flat on her back.
He kissed her, in passion and in love. Tasting himself on her tongue just made his cock reawaken. “Thank you, sweetheart. That was beyond fabulous.”
“You’re welcome. You tasted good.”
Will had already gotten off the bed and headed into the bathroom. The sound of the shower running galvanized Norm. She giggled when he literally bounded off the mattress and then turned and scooped her into his arms.
“Come on, Wonder Woman, time to get you wet.”
“You’re not very observant, slick. I’ve been wet for hours.”
Norm chuckled. “Oh, I’ve noticed. Now I want us to make you wet all over again.” And he already had a pretty good idea how this next little interlude was going to play out.
Chapter 12
By the time Norm carried her into the shower stall, the glass enclosure was filled with steam. Jacqui sighed as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. From directly above her, the water fell from a large square shower head. It was like standing out in the middle of a drenching summer rain.
But that wasn’t the only area the water sprayed from, as two nozzles high up on each end of the enclosure added to this unique shower experience.
“Isn’t this great?” Norm’s tone told her he loved his water time, too. “We haven’t used the bed in the master suite until today, but we’ve taken turns in the shower. And the hot tub, too.”
“This is seriously addicting.” She lowered her head and opened her eyes. “But with all these shower heads, the hot water tank is going to run cold.”
“You’re so practical.” Will chuckled, kissed her shoulder, and then brought his hands around from behind to cover her breasts.
He’d worked up a fine lather and she’d be willing to bet that once the water got turned off she was going to have the cleanest nipples in town.
“There’s nothing wrong with being practical.” Jacqui sighed and closed her eyes. She leaned her head back against Will’s shoulder and enjoyed the pampering.
“No, sugar plum, there’s nothing wrong with being practical.”
“The house has two very large water heaters,” Norm said. “It seems the people of Lusty take their water sports very seriously.”
Jacqui grinned. “Well, with a name like ‘Lusty’ you had to figure they would.”
When Will removed his hands from her breasts, the spray over Norm’s head hit her mid chest and rinsed her. She blinked and looked down, just as Norm put his soap-covered hands between her thighs.
“Oh…” Jacqui could only sigh and lean her head back once more. She was pressed against Will’s front and couldn’t help but notice his hardening cock.
“Keep your eyes closed, Jacqui, so I can wash your hair.” She was eager to do as he asked. Having hands wash her hair was one of her guilty pleasures. It felt so good and was the main reason she would make an appointment at a salon.
He took a tiny step back, and she heard the sounds of preparation. Then Will’s fingers were strong and stimulating as he massaged in shampoo that smelled like peaches.
She wanted to giggle when he and his cousin rinsed the parts of her they’d attended to at the same time.
“Now, for the conditioner. Norm doesn’t have any conditioner, so he’s going to improvise.”
She opened her mouth to ask what Will meant. Her tongue got caught up in her teeth as she felt Norm’s mouth close over her slit.
“Oh…oh, yes.” Until this day, she hadn’t known what she was missing in not experiencing this. Having a lover give her such an intimate kiss was seriously wonderful.
Her knees buckled. Will caught her, his masculine chuckle tickling her ear.
“That’s it, sugar plum. Just let go and let your men take care of you.”
Her men. She supposed that, for better or worse they were her men. At least for now. Those four words threatened the enjoyment of the moment so she pushed them away.
We all only have the moment and I’m going to just live in this one and enjoy it.
Norm began to suck on her clit, and then he thrust his fingers into her pussy and began to finger fuck her.
Jacqui’s thoughts evaporated into the heated mist as her orgasm rocked through her. Each spasm of pleasure weakened her legs and soaked her pussy from the inside out. Norm made an “Mmm” sound as he sucked in her juices.
“Rinsing.” Will kept one arm locked around her and used his other hand to wield the shower wand. It didn’t take long to rinse the conditioner from her hair.
“Come here sweetheart.” Norm eased her into his arms, and then turned her around. When she opened her eyes, she saw Will’s smug smile—and the bar of soap that Norm was holding out for her.
“Perfect.” She wasn’t the sort of woman to be content to receive without giving. It didn’t take her long to lather up and then use her hands to give William Kendall a very thorough cleansing. She loved the way his body felt beneath her hands, and loved the way he reacted to her touch. His smaller male nipples tightened, and, of course, his cock hardened. But it was the inarticulate sounds emerging from his throat that pleased her the most.
She turned her attention to his man parts. Will and Norm were both hung. Until these two men, she had never considered the penis to be particularly attractive. Yet these two cocks turned her on.
“Mmm.” She lavished attention on Will’s stiffened shaft, letting her thumb rub over the purple head. She scooped that tiny drop of pre-cum from the tiny hole and added it into the soap mixture as she continued to play with him. The soap made this particularly velvety-feeling flesh even more so.
“Here.” Norm held the shower wand down beside her. “Rinse him off, sweetheart, and then bend over and take him to heaven, just like you did for me.”
Because tasting Will as she’d tasted Norm was the one thing she wanted most to do right then, she took the shower wand in hand.
It only took a moment to remove the soap. She handed Norm back the wand, and then stroked Will’s cock with a somewhat firmer grip.
“Do you want me to do that, slicker? Do you want me to suck your cock?”
“Yeah, sugar plum. Suck me off.”
“Well, if you insist.” Jacqui bent over and licked the newest glistening jewel to emerge from his cock, and then she sucked him into her mouth.
She wiggled her ass against Norm’s erection, managing to work it between her ass cheeks slightly. For one moment she wondered what it would be like to take him there, in her ass. And then she focused on Will.
His cock tasted different than his cousin’s, but there was a potently masculine scent and flavor to him that made her heart beat faster and her nipples tingle. She loved the sensation of having his cock in her mouth, as she had Norm’s, and that did surprise her some.
It wasn’t like this at all that one other time I did it. No, that had been almost repugnant.
Maybe like everything else it’s not just the action, but the other person involved. That had to be it, because she’d never craved to give fellatio before these two men had become her lovers.
Norm moved his hips, and his cock was no longer pressed between the cheeks of her ass. Instead, it had found a much better place to snuggle—between the lips of her pussy resting against the opening to her body.
“You’re hot and wet, sweetheart. Perfect.”
He thrust his hips and she felt his cock moving, coating itself in the juices that were leaking from her slit. Then he thrust, and they both groaned as he slid into her to the hilt.
“You’ve got us both in you now, baby.” Will’s voice sounded as if it had come from between his clenched teeth. “Let’s see if we can all three of us come at the same time.”
Jacqui knew it was unlikely she’d come again. She’d already had three orgasms, and that was a miracle in and of itself. She’d only ever had one orgasm at a time, and usually that helped along by her own hand.
But she was more than willing to help the men close the numbers gap.
Jacqui met Norm thrust for thrust as she continued to tongue Will’s shaft and suck on his cock. Her arousal grew, and she gave herself over to the pure pleasure of having two cocks all to herself. She cupped Will’s balls, gently squeezing them in sync to the way she sucked on his cock, and knew from the heat and the hardness of them that he was close.
She flexed her inner muscles, caressing Norm’s cock with her pussy muscles. Inside she was grinning because she was in control. She might not come, but she would push both of these men over the precipice.
A small tickle was all the warning she got. Then Norm had a lubed finger on her anus. He rubbed it back and forth a couple times, and then pushed.
As he breeched her sphincter, her arousal tore away from her, soaring, soaring, until ecstasy broke and rapture poured down on her, a sudden tidal surge all but carrying her away into oblivion.
* * * *
Will loved Jacqui’s prickly persona and the way she could so easily be baited. He loved teasing her, sparring with her, and watching the way she came back with witty or even searing remarks.
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