“You bet!” said Sam, jumping onto the love seat and picking up the remote. It wasn’t long before he was engrossed in a kid’s show on Family Channel.
“Serena,” said Liam. “Can you give me a hand?”
Serena went over to the closet, where Liam had a small duffel bag open on the island in the center. She couldn’t believe he had an island in the frigging closet! When she entered the closet, he pushed the door closed behind her and kissed her forcefully, leaving her gasping for air. He planted a string of wet kisses down her neck, eliciting soft sighs. She was tingling all over again and her pussy was growing wet with need. “I can’t wait to have you in that shower,” he growled as he nibbled her earlobe. He lifted her onto the island and pulled her legs around his waist. His leaned over to kiss her again and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her crotch. Serena’s tongue explored his mouth deeply while she wiggled against him, trying to massage her clit through their clothes.
“This would actually be a good place to do you, too,” he said. “The height is just perfect. And if you’re serious about the bedposts, I’ve got a huge selection of ties in here.”
“I see that,” she said with a moan.
“Mom?” Sam called. “Where’d you go?”
Serena groaned softly. She’d heard that kids could put a damper on your sex life, but hadn’t had to worry about it before. She gently pushed Liam away and slid off the island. She went back out to the main bedroom. Lance appeared a moment later, carrying his own duffel bag.
“Liam’s not done yet?” he asked.
“He, um, got distracted,” Serena said.
“I see,” Lance said. He took Serena’s hand and pulled her closer to him. Her back was to the TV, meaning Sam was facing away from them. Lance put one arm around her and with the other, undid the button and zipper of her jeans. Serena sucked in a breath as he slid his hand into her panties, inserting a finger into her pussy. “I think I know what distracted him,” he whispered against her ear.
Serena clutched at his shoulders for support as his finger stroked her with a steady, firm rhythm. He was kissing her neck now, too. God, she loved that! He withdrew his finger and lifted it to her lips. She sucked it, swirling her tongue around and cleaning her juice off of him, their eyes locked together. She could feel him hard against her hip, and she marvelled that they could still be so easily aroused. Finally, he pulled his finger from her mouth and did her jeans up again. Then he kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth gently.
“You guys can stop kissing now!” Sam said.
Serena and Lance jumped apart and Serena shot a questioning glance at Lance. Had Sam seen anything? Lance shook his head and Serena breathed a bit easier. Liam emerged from the bathroom carrying his duffel bag.
“Are we ready to go?” he asked.
“You bet!” said Sam.
Dinner was at a local steakhouse and was more casual than the one they’d had the previous night. They had fun, laughing and joking and getting to know one another. It was late when they finally arrived back at Serena’s apartment, and Sam had fallen asleep. Liam carefully picked him up and carried him in his arms. As Serena watched, she found another lump forming in her throat. Sam needed a father, a male figure he could bond with, who could talk about cars with him, or carry him up to bed when he fell asleep. Was it possible he could now have two? Serena swallowed the lump and blinked back the tears that were threatening. It was too early to think like that. If she got her hopes up, she would hurt even more.
After Liam had placed Sam in his bed, they shut the door and went into Serena’s room. The men took turns putting their toiletries in the bathroom and their clothes in the dresser drawers Serena cleared for them. When they had finished, the three of them stood looking at each other.
“Are you staying the night?” Serena asked hesitantly.
“Do you want us to?” asked Liam.
She bit her lip and nodded. Lance came to her and kissed her. “Then we’ll stay,” he said. Their kisses grew more insistent, and she felt Liam’s hands moving up her back and then around to cup her breasts. She moaned softly, trying to keep quiet.
“Lock the door,” she whispered.
When Lance went to do that, Liam took over kissing her. His fingers nimbly opened the buttons on her shirt, and it wasn’t long before she was standing naked in front of him. He stopped to take his clothes off, too. Lance had already stripped and was lying in the bed. He opened his arms and invited her to join him. She slid in next to him and they continued kissing, his hands exploring her tits. Liam slipped in behind her again and his hand slid between her legs. She spread them to give him easier access and he slid his finger up her slit until it came to her engorged clit. He began rubbing it firmly. Serena pulled away from Lance, crying out softly.
“Oh, God!” she moaned.
“Shhh,” said Liam. “You’re going to need to be quiet or we’ll wake Sam.”
“But it feels so good!” she gasped as Lance sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
“You just need practice,” Liam said.
He moved down the bed and lay between her legs. He pushed them apart and gazed at her wet pussy. Serena watched him, aroused at being displayed like this to him, especially since he seemed to like what he saw. He pressed forward and slid a finger into her hole. She gasped, but as quietly as possible.
“More,” she whispered. “Put more fingers in me.”
Liam quickly added two more. “Is that good?”
“Yes! Fuck me with them!”
He followed her directions, thrusting quickly in and out, each stroke passing across her G-spot. He moved his other hand up, and using her pussy juices to lube his finger, he slid it into her tight asshole. Serena bit her lip and grunted, the pleasurable sensations overwhelming her now. Liam was fingering her pussy and her ass. Lance was squeezing and licking her breasts. She gasped and panted, feeling that weight settling in her belly that signalled impending orgasm. When Liam placed his tongue against her clit, it drove her over the edge. He managed to keep his lips locked around the tender bud while her hips bucked wildly. She grabbed a pillow and jammed it over her mouth, letting loose a monumental scream into the soft material. It worked quite nicely to muffle the sound.
Lance lifted his lips from her rosy nipples and pulled the pillow away. He kissed her gently. Liam lifted his lips from her clit, slipped his fingers out of her cunt and ass and kissed her as well. Then he stood, put on a robe and went into the bathroom to wash his hands.
Serena cuddled up against Lance, who pulled the sheets up over them.
“Good thinking with the pillow,” he said.
“I just couldn’t keep quiet,” she said. “Nobody’s ever made me come before. Only my little battery-operated friend.”
“Sam’s father?” Lance asked.
“Nope. Didn’t have a clue,” Serena replied.
Liam returned to the bed and Serena turned over to snuggle him. “You’re not shy about telling us what you want,” he said. “Did you do that with him?”
“He couldn’t follow instructions.” She yawned. “But you two are very good at it.”
“We try,” Lance said.
They lay quietly together, eventually drifting off to sleep.
Chapter 10
When Serena woke in the morning, she felt more refreshed than she had in a long time. She stretched out in bed and rolled over to look at the clock. It read ten thirty. Holy shit! Serena thought as she jumped up out of bed. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept this late. She was about to race into the bathroom when she glanced down at herself and froze. She was naked. She never slept naked.
Then, with a rush of heat, the memory of the previous day and night flooded back. Well, that explains the ache in my delicate areas, Serena thought as she put on her robe. Not that she was complaining. Far from it. But she wondered where the men had gone.
She opened the bedroom door and heard low male voices from the kitchen with Sam’s
higher one occasionally carrying over them. When she entered, she saw Sam and the twins busy cooking. Sam was making toast and Lance was making bacon and eggs. Liam was actually hand-squeezing orange juice.
God, I’m emotional lately, she thought as she choked up again. “Good morning.”
“Morning, Mom!” called Sam. “We were going to bring you breakfast in bed.”
“That’s a lovely idea, sweetie, but I’m up now, so we can eat together out here.”
Liam and Lance each came over and gave her a long, lingering kiss.
“Ewwwww!”
The adults laughed.
“Did you sleep well?” Lance asked.
“Very well,” she replied. “I don’t remember the last time I slept in like that. Thank you.” They kissed again, earning another noise of disgust from Sam.
“Go sit down,” Liam said. “We’ll bring the food out in a minute.”
Breakfast was simple but delicious, especially since Serena hadn’t had to prepare any of it. When they were done, the boys even did the dishes while Serena relaxed on the couch. It didn’t take them too long, and then Sam settled down with his video game while Liam and Lance sat on either side of Serena.
Lance leaned in to nuzzle her neck and she giggled softly. “What do you want to do today?” he asked.
“Well, I have a lot of work to catch up on,” she said. “I didn’t get much done yesterday.”
“Why’s that?” Liam whispered as he ran his tongue around her ear.
Serena shivered, unable to speak for a moment. “Stop!” she gasped finally. “I’ll never get anything done! Besides, don’t you two have a store to run?”
“James is opening this morning,” Lance told her. “Would you like us to take Sam to the store with us?”
“Really?” she said. “Won’t he be in the way?”
“Nope,” said Liam. “And if we start training him now, he’ll be ready to work there in a couple years.”
“I’m pretty sure you can’t hire a ten year old to work in a store,” she said.
“Five years, then,” said Liam.
“If you’re sure you’re okay with him there, then that would be great.”
“It’s settled then. Hey, Sam,” Lance said. “Want to come hang out at the store with us today so your mom can get some work done?”
“Yes!”
“Awesome,” said Liam. “We have to go get some stuff from your mom’s room and show her how we want the Facebook page to look.”
“You keep playing your game, and we’ll let you know when we’re ready,” Lance said. He stood and held his hand out to Serena, who took it, and they made their way to the bedroom.
Once the door closed, Liam locked it and Serena found herself sandwiched between them again, one kissing each side of her neck. She moaned as their mouths and tongues worked on her, her pussy dampening and her nipples becoming painfully erect. They had her robe off in no time, and each one bent to take one of her breasts in his mouth. She bit her lip, trying to keep quiet, but not having much luck. They pushed her down on the bed and pulled her legs open. Lance slid his fingers into her and began stroking her cunt while his brother bent his face between her legs and began licking rapid circles around her clit, the pace relentless. In no time, the orgasm exploded out of her. Thankfully, one of them had handed her a pillow and she screamed into it as the ripples of pleasure racked her body. They withdrew from between her legs and each one kissed her deeply.
“A little something to remember us by,” Liam murmured in her ear.
“Like I could forget,” she moaned.
Then men grabbed their wallets, keys, and cell phones, kissed her again, and headed out for the day. After they left, Serena fixed herself another coffee and brought it into her room. She repeated yesterday morning’s ritual. She picked up the article she’d been about to read yesterday when the guys had come to the door. It showed Lance, Liam, and a woman she didn’t recognize dressed up and holding one of those giant cardboard cheques she often saw at charity functions. She looked at the caption.
Liam Dalton (left), along with his brother, Lance, and fiancée, Jenna Clark, present a cheque for $10,000 to the Hedon Falls United Way campaign.
Fiancée? Liam had never mentioned having a fiancée. You barely know the man, she thought. He could have had a dozen fiancées by now. Serena studied the woman. She was tall, the top of her head level with Liam’s nose. Her hair was swept up into a beautiful updo, and large, flashy jewels hung from her earlobes and dangled at her throat. Serena could even see the engagement ring on the hand she was holding the cheque with, and that jewel wasn’t tiny either. The picture was black and white, but her hair looked light. Serena checked the date. Four years ago, she thought. That’s a long time.
Dismissing it, Serena rummaged through the last few articles. They were all similar, telling of the Dalton brothers’ generosity. Some of them had pictures with Jenna in them. Near the bottom of the pile, an article made her heart tighten in her chest. The headline read Liam and Jenna Dalton Married Today. A picture of Liam in a tux and Jenna in a fluffy designer wedding gown accompanied the article. Apparently, Jenna was the daughter of the mayor, and so their wedding was big news. Serena scanned the article for a date. Dec. 7, 2011.
Liam had gotten married a year and a half earlier. Serena felt like someone had hit her chest. It was hard to breathe and her stomach was tightening unpleasantly. She stood and went to the open window where she took several deep breaths, trying to calm down. There had to be a reasonable explanation for this. If Liam was still married, he wouldn’t have placed these articles in the file. But he didn’t know you would be the one reading them. He hadn’t made any attempt to retrieve the file or discourage her from reading it, though. She had been to his house and there was definitely no woman living there. She managed to calm down a little more, and finally, got back to work.
* * * *
Liam watched Sam as he moved from tank to tank, carefully dipping the testing strips in each one. He was currently at one of the guppy tanks. He dipped the strip, lifted it out and looked at it, then consulted the chart Lance had given him.
“Chlorine—good. General hardness—good. Nitrates—good. The pH level—seven point eight,” he said.
Liam leaned over to look at the strip. “I think the pH is actually closer to seven point five. Hold it in the light more. See?”
Sam nodded and carefully marked the levels on his sheet. Then he took out a new strip and moved on to the next tank. Liam was amazed at how quickly the boy learned. He had been eager to learn everything there was to know about running the store. After some discussion, he and Lance decided to put him in charge of testing the chemical levels in the tanks. It was simple enough that an eight-year-old could do it, but also important enough that Sam felt like he was contributing in a meaningful way.
“I’m going to go and restock some of the fish food, kiddo,” Liam said to him. “You just keep going the way you’re going and it’ll be just fine. Come see me if you have any questions or when you finish up.”
“Okay, thanks, Liam,” Sam said with a smile.
Liam watched him for another minute before moving on. He went through the store and into the back room to grab one of the new boxes of stock they had received. Lance was counting the items from the shipment and checking them against the manifest.
“How’s Sam doing?” he asked Liam.
“Great. He needed help with the first couple, but now he’s got the gist of it and he’s doing fine.”
“Awesome,” Lance said. “What a great kid.”
“I know,” Liam said. “After the whole Jenna debacle, I was worried we wouldn’t have anyone to pass the store to. But I think Sam would be perfect.”
“Slow down, bro,” Lance said. “This relationship with Serena is still so new. Let’s not put the cart before the horse, especially until the divorce is finalized.”
“Call me crazy,” Liam said. “But I think I love her already. I can’t stop th
inking about her. I want to be with her every second I can, and take care of her, and—”
“I know, Liam. It’s not crazy because I know exactly how you feel. But we don’t want to rush her or put any pressure on her. The only other relationship she’s had was with Sam’s father and look how that turned out for her.”
“The guy was a dick, I know,” Liam said. “I was just thinking out loud.”
“Well, knock it off and get back out there. That stuff isn’t going to carry itself to the shelf.”
Liam laughed, picked up the box, and walked back into the main store. He set the box down by the fish food shelf and began placing the containers and packets in their correct locations. He was about half done when he heard raised voices from the front of the store. He looked up to see a tall blonde arguing with James.
“Fuck,” he said under his breath. It was Jenna, his soon-to-be ex-wife. What the fuck does she want now?
“I want to see my husband!” she yelled. “You can’t keep me from him!”
Thank God there aren’t many customers in here, Liam thought as he strode toward the counter, rage simmering within him.
“Jenna!” he called angrily.
She whirled to face him. “Liam!” she cried. She stumbled toward him and threw her arms around him. Her breath stank of alcohol, and her hair looked like it hadn’t been brushed this morning. “Darling, I’ve tried calling, but you never answer.”
“That’s because I don’t want to see you anymore,” he said through gritted teeth. He placed his hands firmly on her upper arms and pushed her away, but she wouldn’t let go of him.
“How can you say that? I’m your wife, dammit!” Her voice was growing louder.
“Lower your voice, Jenna.”
“I’ll speak as loudly as I want.”
“Please just leave, Jenna,” Liam pleaded quietly. “I’ll call you a cab.”
“Liam, don’t do this! I love you!”
“Then maybe you shouldn’t have been so busy with your alcoholic friends, fucking around on me!”
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