Small Woman, Big Trouble [Wet and Willing 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Berengaria Brown

  “Together,” he said, looking Harry in the eye over Deb’s head.

  Harry nodded, and they both pulled out of her, until just the head of his cock was inside her. Damn she was hot. His dick really didn’t want to pull out. It wanted to stay inside her forever.

  Then he drove in again. Oh yeah, now that was good. Harry’s hands settled on Kai’s shoulders, and Kai could feel every little tremble and quiver in both Deb and Harry. That was sensory overload to the max. So much information flooding into his body through their skin, as well as from his eyes, ears, and nose. The smell of their sweat, a slightly medicinal smell from Deb where the nurses had checked her, and the foamy steam from the hot tub. Hell, it was good. Too good. Another couple strokes and it’d be all over for him unless he could get a better grip on himself.

  Deb was pushing herself back onto his cock, wiggling her hips and driving him insane with lust. He knew it was acting just the same on Harry because Harry’s eyes were closed and his teeth gritted. Kai nuzzled Deb’s neck under her damp, bright-purple hair. He inhaled another scent, a cocunutty one, likely from her shampoo. Damn she smelled nice. She always did. She was a woman full of surprises. Such a tiny little thing, but with boundless energy, a great sense of humor, and so smart he had to stay sharp just to keep up with her mentally. But right now he had her where he wanted her. Held tight in his arms.

  Deb slammed back on him just as he was as deep as he could get inside her. She groaned, then shook, gripping his dick so hard he began to wonder if he’d ever be able to move it again. She must have done the same thing to Harry because he hissed, and then Deb went limp between them, her orgasm clenching and releasing Kai’s dick in wave after wave of pleasure. His cock blasted his seed into the condom right then. Any hope of control was long gone. Through the thin wall of membrane separating his cock from Harry’s he felt the heat of Harry’s climax.

  Kai pressed kisses to Deb’s neck and patted Harry on the shoulder.

  All three of them were panting and moaning, but Kai finally managed a few more strokes into Deb as his cock erupted again and again. Hell, he hadn’t come this hard in years. Then Harry’s fingers were in his hair and Harry was kissing first him, then Deb, then him again. They remained together, hugging and kissing for a little while longer, then Kai stepped away and out of the tub to clean up. As soon as he returned, Harry lifted Deb and placed her in Kai’s arms, then climbed out of the hot tub in his turn.

  They sat together, leaning against the side of the tub, for a long time, until finally Deb disentangled herself from the two men, saying, “Wow. Just wow. I never imagined it could be that good. Thank you, both of you.”

  Kai just squeezed her, but Harry said, “We will do it again. Something that amazing has to be repeated to be believed.”

  Chapter Three

  Harry lay in Kai’s huge bed, his body pressed up hard against Deborah and his upper arm resting on the back of Kai’s neck. Deborah was deeply asleep. Not surprising really. It’d been a hell of a day for her. Yet she’d dealt with it in a matter-of-fact way that truly impressed him. He’d heard all about how she’d caught that asshole Chris—the man who’d planted the electronic bugs at the Aquatic Center—stealing her clients and paperwork at their job. She’d stood up to him, too, just the way she’d stood up to the would-be rapist today. She may look like a little thing, but her heart and spirit were bigger than all of Texas.

  Harry was a geek through and through. He lived for gadgets, all kinds of gadgets. One of his earliest memories was of pulling the vacuum cleaner apart to find out where the noise came from. Until he’d started work at the Aquatic Center he’d mostly hung out with geeks, too, so he’d been involved in several ménages before—geeks being notorious for their willingness to try pretty much anything—but they’d been strictly for fun. Already he’d discovered he cared about Kai and Deborah. It was more than liking them and enjoying the sex, and much more than just having fun. It was way deeper than that. These feelings were very new for him.

  Huh. Likely I’m growing up at last as Mom would say. Then he grinned. His mom had thrown her hands up in horror when he’d quit his job at a dotcom company to work at the Aquatic Center. He’d even teased her by saying he got to ride the waterslide for free whenever he wanted to. The truth was, the dotcom industry had already been slowing, and the Aquatic Center was growing bigger and better every day. Plus it was such a happy place to work. People went there to have fun, and he was into fun in a big way. Not to mention Osborne and Jordan, the partners who owned the Aquatic Center, had settled into a ménage arrangement with Kendra, their PA.

  So him with Kai and Deborah. Oh yeah, he’d give it a try and see if it worked. The sex had been damn good in the spa, and he was looking forward to more of that in future. Maybe in the morning before they went back to look for the would-be rapist.

  * * * *

  Deborah woke very gradually to a feeling of warmth and comfort. Kai. Kai’s holding me. I love it when he does that.

  Then her brain reminded her that there was a hot, hard body, and a large cock, pressing into her ass as well. Oh yeah. Harry. Harry and Kai. My very first ménage. Hmm. I see no reason why we can’t do that again. But in the bed this time.

  Deliberately Deborah stretched, letting her legs and arms rub along various male body parts. One section of her brain was checking for stiffness and aches, and the other was noting how warm and reassuring the men’s presence was.

  Kai mumbled something incoherent, and his arm tightened around her waist, holding her hard against himself. Harry’s body, behind her, moved away from her briefly, then his mouth began pressing hot, wet kisses up her spine.

  “Wow. No one’s ever done that before. I like it,” she said, trying to look over her shoulder at Harry.

  “Good. I aim to please.”

  “Oh, you’re pleasing all right.”

  “It’s Sunday. A man has a right to sleep in until noon on a Sunday,” groaned Kai.

  “That’s okay. You can sleep. I’m sure Deborah and I’ll find something to do to entertain ourselves for the next hour or so.”

  “I sincerely hope you can do something faster than that. I was hoping to be out looking for the scooter-rider’s hideout early this morning before he had a chance to demolish it or cover his tracks,” said Deborah.

  “Always so energetic. You’re ruining my sleep-in.”

  “Poor baby,” soothed Harry. Then he leaned over Deborah and began tugging on Kai’s cock. “It looks like your dick’s awake even if you aren’t,” Harry added.

  Deborah laughed then insinuated herself deeper between them, rubbing her butt and breasts over whichever parts of male anatomy she could reach.

  Kai stopped pretending to be drowsy and started gathering lube and condoms from the nightstand drawer. “If I have to be awake, I’ll be in the middle this time.”

  Deborah only had a moment to wonder whether she’d end up on the top or the bottom of the pile, before Kai tipped her onto her back and climbed over her body. He kneeled across her hips, rolling a condom down his shaft. A shaft that looked more than ready for action as the head already had a drop of pre-cum in its little slit. She almost felt disappointed she couldn’t lick that tasty morsel as she watched him cover himself. Next time. Next time I’m going to suck him. Suck them both.

  Then Kai was gripping her hips and thrusting deep inside her in one long shove.

  “Mmm. Feels so good.”

  “Feels mighty fine from up here, too,” said Kai, then gasped. Deborah grinned. Harry was behind Kai, and she could guess what his fingers were doing.

  “I’ve been told people with long fingers are able to touch a man’s prostate gland,” Deborah said as innocently as she could. But oh, it was hard not to grin at the shocked look on Kai’s face when she spoke.

  “Interesting you should mention that,” said Harry.

  As he spoke, Kai gave a jerk, a shudder, and a heartfelt, “Shit!” Kai’s hands gripped Deborah’s shoulders, and he held very st
ill. Finally he shivered and said in a hoarse voice, “You two do realize the game was nearly over right then and there?”

  Deborah couldn’t prevent a giggle sneaking out. “He found the right spot, huh?”

  “Dammit, I’d like to roll you over and spank your pretty little ass.”

  “Promises, promises.”

  “Hold that thought for another day. Right now I wanna join this party,” said Harry.

  Deborah concentrated on absorbing as much of the atmosphere as she could. Kai’s skin was very responsive, and she could feel his every reaction to Harry thrusting deep inside him. Finally Harry was pressed hard against Kai, and he settled his hands on either side of Deborah’s shoulders so his body was over both of them. Now it was Harry’s voice that was hoarse. “Let’s get this show on the road,” he said.

  And then the two men were moving together, pulling away from her, leaving her feeling almost bereft, before Kai pushed back inside her, Harry right behind him.

  When Deborah concentrated, she was certain she could feel Harry through Kai. The more she rested into Kai, the more she felt all three of them were one unit, one body, sliding in then pulling out, only to thrust in again.

  It was just as hot as having the two of them inside her had been, though in a very different way. She pulled her knees wider apart, wiggled her feet, then stretched her legs up and over Harry as well as Kai. She was not a tall person, in fact, she was rather short, so her legs didn’t go around his body. She couldn’t dig her heels into his spine, or anything sexy like that, but she was satisfied to have her skin on Harry’s skin, to wrap Kai inside the sandwich of their bodies.

  As if her movements had signified that the foreplay was over and it was time to get down to the business of fucking, both men began to pound much deeper and faster, the steady thrusts driving into her—and presumably into Kai as well.

  The bed was very big and solid, so it didn’t move, but Deborah’s entire body throbbed along with the pounding pace. Her cream flooded from her because it was such an erotic scenario, Harry driving into Kai, Kai driving into her, and she hanging on to both of them and loving the male forcefulness of it all.

  Kai’s hands were still digging into her shoulders, and she knew she’d have bruises there tomorrow, but right now she didn’t care. She kept her legs wrapped around both men and snuggled her face deep into Kai’s neck. Her arms were bent backward so she could hold onto Harry’s wrists. The three of them were as tightly linked together as it was possible to be, and the throbbing pace of the men’s movements was cranking desire in Deborah so high she knew she was only seconds away from a massive orgasm.

  Deborah licked the little bit of Kai’s neck she could reach and huffed warm air on the damp patch. He tasted slightly salty from exertion but totally delicious as always. She gripped Harry’s wrists tightly, and then she clenched her inner muscles with all her strength. Kai groaned, and she guessed he’d copied her, for the very next moment Harry groaned, too. And then the climax was bursting over her, roaring through her body, straining her tendons, shaking her limbs, making her cunt pulse and release over and over again. Deborah’s last coherent thought was to be grateful for the excellent soundproofing in the penthouse apartment as a scream ripped from her throat with no conscious input from her brain. Kai slammed into her once, twice, three times, and then she felt a burst of heat inside her and knew he’d come. Harry was already lying over Kai’s back, so she could only guess he’d already climaxed.

  Harry grabbed her hard against Kai and flipped them all onto their sides. Their bodies were so tangled Deborah was no longer sure if all her parts were intact, but she felt so limp and satiated she didn’t care.

  * * * *

  It wasn’t exactly “first thing in the morning” as Deborah had wanted, but it was still morning—just—when they turned down Hillside View Road traveling in Kai’s black SUV instead of in Harry’s battered, white truck. Harry had insisted on going back to the Aquatic Center to collect a number of gadgets. He had no idea what he might be looking for out in the countryside, but he felt happier with a bunch of potentially useful stuff in the car with him.

  Then they’d stopped at the farmer’s market to pick up breakfast. As well as coming away with freshly baked bagels, they’d added a hand of bananas, a box of strawberries, a bag of apples, and the biggest grapes Harry had ever seen to their luggage. Still they’d burned up a hell of a lot of calories last night and this morning, so he guessed the food wouldn’t last them all that long.

  Yet despite the excellent sex, his cock was trying to climb out of his pants. Kai and Deborah were just so hot he wanted them both again. Determinedly he ordered his dick to shut up and thought about the man on the scooter. A noisy gas scooter, not the best escape vehicle since it was far from silent and could easily be outrun by a car, or even by a fleet-footed would-be victim apparently. Which made him think the attack hadn’t been planned very well, if it was planned at all. Harry knew Deborah was convinced it was just an opportunistic attack, but the counselor at the Women’s Clinic had indicated these things were almost always deliberate. He was damned if he knew what he thought. But what he knew was that he’d do his utmost to protect Deborah.

  He’d snatched up a variety of pieces of equipment which would hopefully help them to track down the man if he was still in the area. And that was a mighty big if. Likely the man was the other side of town by now, if not the other side of the state. But then, a scooter sort of indicated he lived locally and was out for a ride when he saw Deborah and decided to approach her.

  Ugh! Thinking was a waste of time. They’d find out soon enough.

  Harry tried to scan to the right as well as the left as they drove down Hillside View. There was no traffic. Actually, they hadn’t passed another vehicle since they’d left the main road a couple miles back. Deborah was watching out the right window and him out the left. Kai drove really slowly, basically at walking pace, but there was nothing to see. No houses, no barns, no animals, nothing. Miles of nothing. Just longish grass, a few shrubby bushes, and the occasional tree.

  “I wonder if the same person owns all this land. That would explain why it’s all empty and the new houses are being built on the Water Authority reservation,” said Deborah.

  “Likely it’s a corporation. That huge, decrepit industrial estate back on the road we turned off says to me that whatever they were selling or manufacturing didn’t do too well. That could be why this land hasn’t been developed at all,” said Kai.

  “Both those ideas make sense,” said Harry, slitting his eyes and keeping his gaze ahead, looking for anything, anything at all that would indicate someone lived here.

  About three miles along Hillside View Road, Harry suddenly realized they were now higher up than before, and had a reasonable outlook back to the main road. The incline was so slight he’d never even noticed it, but glancing through the rear window, the picture was clear. They had a good view of the long road for miles in both directions. The attacker, if he was back here, would have seen Deborah waiting all alone. But where had he been? There were still no houses anywhere around.

  About half a mile later the road just stopped. There was no track continuing any farther, no house or driveway to a dwelling, nothing.

  “That’s just so weird. Why build a road here when there’s nowhere for it to go and no one to use it?” asked Deborah.

  “Beats me,” said Harry.

  “I reckon it goes back to the idea of a corporation owning it and their plans for development being on hold. The global financial crisis put a lot of people’s plans on hold,” said Kai.

  Kai stopped the SUV and turned the engine off. “I’m going to have a look around. Deborah, stay in the car and hit the horn if you see anyone approaching,” said Kai.

  Harry was torn. He wanted to look around, but he didn’t want to leave Deborah alone.

  She must have seen his dilemma because she crawled into the driver’s seat and smiled. “I’ll lock the doors. I’ll be fine.�
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  He rummaged in the trunk for a moment, gathering a camera and a pair of binoculars then shoving a couple of Ziploc bags into his pocket in case he found anything, though he had no idea what he might find. Nothing most likely!

  Harry turned and looked back several times, but Deborah’s bright-purple head was clearly visible behind the steering wheel, so he followed Kai onto the grass, scanning right and left for a track, or any sign someone had been here recently.

  Harry and Kai hiked around in a huge semicircle following the end of the road. Harry wasn’t too sure what he was looking for, but he figured he’d know if he saw anything. And there was nothing to see. He even considered shimmying up a tree, but what for? There was nothing anywhere. Finally he stood still and let his gaze run back and forth across the land, toward the horizon, then the middle distance, then closer.

  “There!”

  “Where? What?”

  “The land is pretty flat, right? I mean it rose very gradually from back at the road junction to here, but it’s not hilly. It’s, well, flat,” he said unable to express what he was thinking.

  But Kai nodded. “I understand. So what?”

  “Look over there. It’s like a mound. It’s grass and shrubs, but definitely a pimple on the landscape. It feels wrong.”

  “Hey, yes. Nicely spotted.” Kai started off toward the bump, and Harry followed him, running his gaze up and over everything again, but this was the only place that didn’t feel right.

  Even close up it was tricky to see where the bump began and ended. Whoever had made it had blended it in perfectly with the grass and shrubby bushes around. But it wasn’t grass or bushes. It was a low, timber structure—less than three feet high—plastered over with camouflage webbing and real live turf. That was it. The turf was too perfect. It was broken up by the webbing and the wood and paint, but the live grasses were untidy and multicolored while the turf was monochromatic and neat.