Gage graced her with that lopsided grin, his chocolate brown eyes sparkling with something she’d never seen before. There was a fury of passion reflected in his gaze, and she wondered if it had always been there and she’d just missed it.
“It’s my turn to watch.” Gage told her as he moved toward her. “Turn around.”
Zoey did, allowing Gage to sit down before he pulled her onto the couch in front of him. She could feel the evidence of his desire pressed against her lower back when he pulled her toward him. In this position, with her bottom on the edge of the couch, her back against Gage’s chest, they both had a direct view of Kaleb as he knelt between her legs.
Gage pulled her arms up over her head, making her wrap them behind his neck, which thrust her breasts forward.
“Keep your hands there. Don’t move them.” He instructed, and she did. Clasping her hands behind his neck, her elbows pointed toward the ceiling, Zoey felt entirely too exposed to Kaleb’s wandering gaze.
“So fucking pretty.” Kaleb’s voice sounded strained as he grasped her ankles and spread her legs farther apart. He was taking his time, and she was dying more and more with every passing second. Bringing herself to orgasm in front of them had done nothing to sate the ache that had built to overwhelming proportions in the last hour or so. She needed him to touch her.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Kaleb whispered, and it almost seemed as though they were the only two in the room. Had it not been for Gage’s rough hands caressing her breasts, Zoey could’ve gotten lost in Kaleb’s sexy, hooded gaze.
She was grateful that she didn’t have to direct this little play of bodies because her brain was overloaded from the onslaught of sensations.
Ok so not a single one of her fantasies had ever come close to what this felt like.
Two men.
Two intensely hard bodies.
Four hands.
Her brain was doing a quick arithmetic lesson about how many orgasms she might have when the pleasure was doubled. Her initial calculation told her that she might just not survive it. She knew from the past exactly how hot they could make her, but for some reason, each time was like the first time.
“I want to watch Kaleb make you come apart.” Gage whispered in her ear as he pinched her nipples, sending sparks of fire shooting straight to her clit.
Zoey figured that wouldn’t take long, and since she couldn’t find her voice, she stared into Kaleb’s eyes, the hunger, the passion, all of it right there on display.
He didn’t waste another second as he lowered his head between her thighs, his tongue darting out between her slick folds, teasing her with the slightest of touches.
Gage was able to see over Zoey’s shoulder as they both watched Kaleb on his knees before her, using his fingers to separate her folds and delicately stroking her clit with his tongue. A shudder vibrated through her on impact. Watching him was hot and the lewd, carnal words Gage whispered in her ear only made the fire that had ignited in her womb burn hotter.
“Spread your legs wider.” Gage instructed, and Zoey moved them apart, allowing Kaleb better access as he began to feast on her oversensitive pussy, thrusting his tongue in deep, then retreating only to torture her clit. Repeatedly he brought her to the brink only to hold her back.
“God, Zoey,” Gage continued, “it’s so fucking hot. Is this what Kaleb does to you when y’all are alone? Does he eat your pussy until you scream his name? Have you ever paid attention to how intense it is to watch him as he devours you?”
Fuck yes. Kaleb had insisted that she watch him, ordered her to lie there while he tormented her with pleasure, but not even then had it been this good.
“Ride his mouth, Zoey.” Gage demanded, holding her tighter against him, using his teeth to nip at her ear. “That’s it, baby.”
Zoey’s orgasm was taking hold as Kaleb began fiercely licking her clit, suckling it, flicking ruthlessly with his tongue as she pushed against his mouth, increasing the friction.
“Oh, God!” Even being held by Gage, with Kaleb’s arms wrapped around her legs, she felt as though she were going to come apart, the millions of pieces to be scattered in disarray. As her orgasm ripped through her, her arms and legs tingled, and her mind went blank.
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Kaleb watched Zoey as she screamed his name, her body tensing as her release tore through her. It was the sexiest damn thing he’d ever seen. Looking up from his perch between her soft thighs, he could see Gage’s arms around her, caressing her flat stomach, grazing her breasts.
He needed to be inside of her, wanted to feel her wrapped around his dick, milking him as only she could do. But this was about Zoey. About her pleasure.
Pulling himself to standing once again, Kaleb nodded at Gage who unwrapped Zoey’s arms from his neck before maneuvering out from underneath her and switching places with Kaleb. Once on the couch, Kaleb pulled her onto his lap, his cock nudging against her bottom.
He was tempted to slide his rock hard cock into the warm, recesses of her pussy and forget about everything else because just holding her against him was enough to have him ready to explode.
Instead of losing himself in the heaven of her body, he latched onto her neck, suckling the sweet skin, trying to hold back so that he didn’t mark her, yet not caring at the moment whether he did or not.
When Gage approached, kneeling on the floor in front of them, Kaleb’s eyes were glued to Zoey’s beautiful breasts on full display. Gage had apparently zeroed in on them as well because he gently latched onto one nipple, circling his tongue slowly.
Zoey’s arms came up, and she wrapped them around his neck, just like she had Gage, pulling him closer against her back as he continued to lick the soft spot behind her ear. With her new position, her breasts had been thrust out to Gage, and the man was smart enough not to let the moment pass him by.
“Watch, baby.” Kaleb instructed. Hell, he was watching, knowing that Gage was getting a taste of the sweetest woman Kaleb had ever known, and the man should consider himself lucky to have had the chance. If it weren’t for the fact that sharing Zoey with him only satisfied her that much more, Gage Matthews would be shit out of luck.
And, just as he suspected, Zoey was enjoying herself if her dick teasing moans were anything to go by.
“Please.” She begged, and Kaleb moved his hands around to cup her breasts, lifting them to Gage’s eager mouth as she watched.
“Please, what?” Kaleb wanted to know what she needed.
“I need more.”
Kaleb knew the feeling and watching Gage as he sucked one hardened point into his mouth had Kaleb needing more too.
He needed to feel Zoey’s mouth on his cock.
“Turn around, baby.” Kaleb told her as he released her arms from his neck. Maybe he was being selfish, but he couldn’t stand not feeling her soft fingers or her hot mouth on him any longer.
When she slid off of the couch onto her hands and knees, Kaleb was able to see in her eyes and the hunger he glimpsed there had his dick pulsing. “Put your mouth on me.” He demanded, watching as a spark of interest lit her navy blue eyes.
He could sense her eagerness, but she managed to hold back as she gently cupped his balls before grazing her little pink tongue over the engorged head. She teased him for long minutes, likely paying him back for what he had done to her earlier. Only he knew that she wasn’t going to be able to focus for much longer because Gage was moving behind her, his head disappearing between her legs.
The moment she sucked him fully into her wicked hot mouth, Gage must’ve made his move because the vibration of her moans lit him up from inside, his cock throbbing and threatening to explode.
With a firm grip on the base of his cock, Kaleb held himself tightly, trying to force back the release that threatened just from watching her writhe against Gage’s mouth and continue to suck furiously on his cock.
Latching one hand in her hair, Kaleb positioned himself so he could thrust into her mouth, holding her sti
ll and watching as the wide crest disappeared inside the warmth of her mouth while her tongue thrashed along the sensitive underside.
There’d been a number of women that Gage and Kaleb had shared over the years, but never had one of them been like this. Yes, this was all about the woman’s pleasure, but there had always been a driving need, an end point that both of them were working toward. With Zoey, no matter how badly he wanted to come, Kaleb knew he had to wait. He was bound and determined to be inside of her when he did.
Suddenly Zoey pulled away from him, a torturous moan ripping through the room and looking down the length of her back, Kaleb could see the top of Gage’s head.
“Oh!” Zoey moaned, her eyes closed. “Yes. Oh, God, yes. Don’t stop!”
Kaleb knew exactly what Gage was doing – he was preparing Zoey for what would come next. Leaning forward, Kaleb swept his tongue over her lips; her head thrown back as she pushed back against Gage’s invading tongue, Kaleb barely managed to focus.
“Come here.” He said as he pulled her forward, lacking any of the gentleness he knew he should’ve been showing her. Pulling her onto his lap, she straddled his hips as he easily slid his cock into her pussy. With a sharp intake of breath, Kaleb allowed her body to acclimate to him while Gage prepared himself.
Kaleb had to situate himself farther into the couch so she could lay flat against him, allowing Gage access to her ass.
“We’re going to fuck you, baby. At the same time.” This wasn’t the first time, but Kaleb wanted to warn her, even though he didn’t think she needed it.
“Yes. Kaleb. Fuck me.” Zoey moaned, beginning to move on his cock and making his dick throb, his balls tighten.
“Fuck her, Gage. Now.” Kaleb groaned, beginning to thrust slowly into her, trying to keep her from moving, but barely able to restrain the need to pound into her pussy and come with a ferocity he had become accustomed to where Zoey was concerned.
“Fuck me!” Zoey screamed when Gage pressed into her, obviously unable to be gentle either. For a second, Kaleb was scared they would hurt her, but then Zoey bit his chest, grinding against them both and he realized she needed this as much as they did.
With the pain from her sharp little teeth echoing through him, Kaleb held her hips, thrusting as much as he could with both of them almost on top of him while Gage began ramming into her ass, fucking her furiously. His rhythm allowed Kaleb to remain almost motionless as Zoey moved on his cock, her muscles tightening while the feel of Gage’s cock tunneling in her ass had him gritting his teeth.
“Come for me, baby.” Kaleb demanded, pulling Zoey’s head back by latching onto her hair. He stared deep into her eyes. “Now.”
When she screamed her release, Kaleb captured the sound with his mouth, holding her to him as his dick pulsed inside of her, his release tearing through him, leaving him breathless and overwhelmed with all that he was feeling for this one tiny woman.
Chapter Twenty Three
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“Dinner?” Zoey asked Kaleb when she answered the phone the following morning.
After last night’s sexcapade, Zoey had escaped to her house after saying goodbye to Gage. He was leaving town – off on the road as usual – but this time he would be gone for about three months. She hated to see him go, but she fully understood. She hadn’t even had a chance to talk to Kaleb like she planned because she was too exhausted after all the fun they’d had.
This morning, she’d barely managed to climb out of bed when V was banging on her door. It wasn’t very often that V made it to her house before Zoey managed to crawl out of bed, so she knew she’d overslept. Kaleb tended to do that to her. The thought made her smile.
“Yes, dinner.” Kaleb confirmed in her ear. She was standing on the front porch of Anderson’s mother’s house – now thoroughly cleaned out and almost cleaned up.
“Tonight?”
“Yes, honey. What part do you not understand?” Kaleb laughed.
The part where she was supposed to go to dinner with the investors of the resort, that’s the part she didn’t understand. It would’ve been nice if Kaleb hadn’t sprung it on her at the last minute.
“What time?” Knowing she was going to cave, Zoey checked her watch as Kaleb gave her the time. Shit. She didn’t have much time.
“Ok. Should I just meet you there?”
“No. I’ll pick you up at seven. Be ready.”
She would try, but she wasn’t making any promises. It was already five o'clock, and she and V had been immersed in getting the house cleaned completely so they wouldn’t have to come back. Another ten minutes and they would be done, but she wasn’t so sure that would leave her enough time to get ready.
“V!” Zoey screamed when she walked in the door.
To her surprise, Vanessa came running out of the kitchen, wielding a scrub brush like a mad woman.
“What the hell’s the matter?” V asked, her eyes darting back and forth through the room.
Zoey glanced around before looking at Vanessa again. “Sorry. Nothing’s wrong. Except I have to hurry up.”
“Oh yeah?Hot date tonight?” V teased before turning back to the kitchen, Zoey following close behind.
“Sort of, although I’d really like to sit this one out.”
“Is this ‘partner’ related?”
Ever since Zoey informed V of the deal she made with the Walker’s, which they had officially signed on at lunch, her friend had been ecstatic. In fact, she began celebrating by dancing around the living room singing “No more toilets for me!” making Zoey laugh.
Nope, no more toilets. Well, maybe until the resort was built, but that was only because Zoey refused to leave her clients without a backup plan. She fully intended to let them all know next week that she would no longer be in business after the first of next year. That at least gave them a little time to find another cleaning service.
“Yes, its partner related. We’re meeting the investors from Dallas for dinner at some upscale steakhouse in downtown Austin.”
“Wow. Fancy.” V sang. “What’re you going to wear?”
Hell if she knew. What was she supposed to wear? Figuring since this was an upscale restaurant, she might have to dig through her closet for a little while before she knew exactly.
“Are you about done?” Zoey asked, ignoring V’s last question and grabbing the last of her supplies and tossing them in her bucket.
“I am now!” V exclaimed, dropping her scrub brush in the sink and turning off the water. “Come on. Let’s go find you something to wear.”
Fifteen minutes later, Zoey was scrambling in the shower, washing her hair, scrubbing her body, shaving her legs, all of the important things, and nothing more. As soon as she was finished, she pulled her hair up in a towel, grabbed another and secured it around her chest and then went to find V. Thankfully her friend was doing the hard part, digging through her closet.
“I found the exact outfit.”
Ok. Not bad, Zoey thought as she looked over the outfit lying on the bed. A short gray and black mini skirt, black lightweight sweater and knee high black boots. Why was it that V always picked black for her to wear? Whatever reason, it looked good, and it solved her biggest dilemma.
Now off to do her makeup and hair.
Zoey was pretty sure she never would’ve made it without V’s help, but standing in front of the full length mirror, admiring their handy work, Zoey was pretty impressed. V had blown out her hair and straightened it, which made it look longer than normal, hanging halfway down her back.
Minimal makeup was all she could muster because Zoey wasn’t big on makeup. But after a little eyeliner and mascara, a touch of blush and a shiny clear gloss on her lips, she actually looked good, if she did say so herself. Now if only Kaleb would hurry up before her stomach twisted in more knots, she might just make it through the evening.
As if on cue, there was a loud knock on her front door, and Zoey made her way back to the living room to see Kaleb standing before her. Hones
t to God, she had to put one hand on the wall, the other over her heart because the man standing before her actually stole her breath.
He was magnificent.
Gone were the sexy blue jeans, replaced with a pair of expensive black slacks, black shoes and a crisp white shirt. No tie, but he didn’t need one. The man looked like he had just stepped out of GQ magazine.
“What?” He asked, sounding a little insecure.
“I’ve never seen you dressed up. Well, except for prom, but that didn’t count.” She admitted, still staring at him in awe.
“Good or bad?”
“The only thing better is when you’re naked.” Zoey grinned and then moved closer. “And you smell fantastic.”
Too good actually. Zoey wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep her hands to herself.
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Kaleb was having a hard time keeping his hands off of Zoey. The woman was beautiful when she didn’t dress up, but when she did, she was spectacular. It was rare to see her in anything except blue jeans and a t-shirt, sometimes shorts. On occasion, she would wear a dress, but nothing like the outfit she had on now. Those fuck me boots had his dick stirring in his slacks.
It was a damn good thing they couldn’t back out of this dinner because standing in front of her now if given the chance, Kaleb would be undressing her.
With his teeth.
“You’re beautiful.” He finally whispered as they stood staring at one another. She’d damn near given him a heart attack when she stopped short just inside the room as soon as she saw him. Dressing up was not his forte, and though he might own the clothes, he opted not to wear them if he didn’t have to. Not knowing what her reaction was going to be, he admittedly had been a little insecure.
“Let’s do this.” Zoey told him. “So that way we can hurry back and get naked.”
Kaleb growled and then pulled her against him. He couldn’t resist kissing her and inhaling the soft, subtle hint of perfume. Something spicy that made him even harder than before. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman.” He said as he stepped back from her.
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