by Sarina Wilde
At halftime, when Jill bustled to refill his drink, he stopped her with a touch to her wrist. “I’d feel better if you two would quit treating me as though I were a guest.”
She was on her knees next to him in a second and wrapping her arms around him. “I can’t help it. I’m so glad you’re here. I want you to be comfortable.”
Adam bent his head so he could bury his face in her sweet-smelling hair. Kevin sat and put Adam’s feet and calves in his lap, moving his legs very carefully to avoid jostling his injury. “Give it some time, Hell. Relax and let Jill fuss. I went through this two days ago when she brought me home. It’s what she does.”
Jill stuck her tongue out at them and Adam thought it was the most adorable thing…Jeez he was crushing bad on this woman. One glance at Kevin and it was obvious he knew it too.
“It’s all right, dude,” Kevin murmured. “We didn’t invite you for platonic reasons.”
Adam sucked in a deep breath, feeling a stir in his groin, surprising given the amount of painkillers he was on. “Damn, in a normal, drug-free condition, hearing you say so might actually give me a hard-on. As it is, there’s only weak twitching happening there.”
Jill laughed. “The drugs will wear off.”
Her expression grew serious, her gaze roaming over him, and the look on her face made him catch his breath. Please, God, let it be more than gratitude for saving Kevin. She leaned in, her slender hands cupping his face, beard stubble and all, before she kissed him. The slow, lingering movement of her mouth on his was nevertheless as hot as he might have wished. This was no casual thanks-for-being-our-friend kiss. It was definitely the kiss of someone who’d like to get him in the bedroom and naked, not necessarily in that order.
What surprised him most was feeling Kevin’s hands slowly and deeply massaging his feet. When Jill’s kiss ended, Adam met his partner’s gaze. The sexual heat he saw reflected back finished the job Jill’s kiss had started. Christ, he was hard, painkillers and all.
Jill’s fingers stroked his chest and drew his attention back to her.
“I can take care of it for you,” she murmured.
He glanced at Kevin, who grinned at him. “Watching you get a blowjob would beat this football game hands down.”
Jill kissed Adam again, this time letting one hand wander and come to rest on the flat of his stomach outside his shirt, but even that was enough to make him ache. He had hoped, when they made the offer for him to recover at their house, this would be the result. Somehow, even in his imagination, he hadn’t realized how erotic it would be to feel her hands and mouth on him while Kevin massaged his feet and watched.
When she opened his fly, his gaze went from her fingers to Kevin. He wore such an intent look, his gaze glued to what Jill did. Then, as if aware Adam was watching him, Kevin stared at him.
“I want to do more than watch,” Kevin murmured. “I don’t…I haven’t…”
Jill smiled at him. “Help me get his pants off. We’ll need to be careful of his bandage then I’ll show you what to do.”
Adam let out a deep breath, feeling the heavy beat of his heart and the lassitude in every part of his body except his aching, throbbing cock. When Kevin’s bigger hand wrapped around him, Adam moaned, his lips parting as he watched them both.
They caressed him with lips and hands, stroking and suckling while he trembled at their touches. Then Kevin’s mouth surrounded him, taking him inside and working him with his tongue.
Adam brushed his hand over his partner’s dark head, vaguely aware Jill did the same thing to him. As though sensing what he wanted, she leaned down and kissed him again. Their tongues touched, curling together, tasting and stroking. She tugged his shirt up and he did his best to help her remove it. How hot was that? He was naked on their couch while they both made love to him. Her mouth moved to his chest, her tongue flicking across his nipples before her teeth lightly nipped him.
The combined sensation of her suckling and Kevin’s blowjob was almost too much. “Slow down, Kev,” Jill told her husband. “If you’ll let me finish him, you can fuck me at the same time.”
Adam groaned then chuckled as his cock was instantly released. “I don’t think you’ll have to suggest that twice.” With his cock lying hard against his bare stomach, he watched as Kevin and Jill undressed each other, their stripping punctuated by plenty of kissing and touching.
This was so different compared to what they’d shared in the hotel room. Was it really only a week ago? That had been about haste and horniness. This was about loving. They were beautiful together, their bodies fitting and meshing until they seemed nearly one, but this time, instead of feeling as though he were only an observer, Adam saw himself as part of that unit.
While Kevin shifted the coffee table out of the way, Jill knelt next to Adam again, licking along his shaft until she could wrap her lips around his cock. Kevin moved behind her, kissing from her back to her buttocks, and Adam realized how hot a blowjob could get. After several minutes licking and sucking, Kevin positioned himself behind Jill and slowly pushed into her pussy. Their lovemaking was lazy and relaxed, the football game now just background noise to the sighs and soft slapping of Kevin’s belly against Jill’s ass.
Adam tangled one hand in Jill’s blonde hair, and Kevin caught hold of his other, twining their fingers together and simply hanging on. Emotion overwhelmed him. Adam supposed he could blame it on the drugs, but deep inside he knew better. This was what he’d hoped for, longed for and feared he would never find.
As his body tensed and his cum spilled inside Jill’s mouth, he wondered how anything so amazing could possibly last. She turned her cheek, resting her face at his hip while Kevin teased her with his cock until she gasped and came. Adam stroked her hair, reveling in the wash of expressions on her face. Soft mewls of pleasure mixed with Kevin’s harsher breathing followed by a hoarse bark of pleasure as he came deep inside her.
She stroked his cheek, his hair, and his eyes drooped. Love and satisfaction were potent sleep aids.
* * * * *
Kevin returned to work the following day. Being there without Hell was strange. It was even stranger to have people stopping by to ask him how his partner fared. Did they need anything? Almost as if they were a couple, except the concrete help offers came from what Kevin had always referred to as the tit parade. If they only knew. Not a couple—a trio that included one hell of a woman more than able to take care of them both. Kevin smiled at how okay he was with that. There were kinks to work out, but they’d get there.
He turned his mind back to the Grady Shelby case. There were a lot of loose ends still to be tied together. Until Hell returned, that would fall on his shoulders. There would also be the internal investigation into the shootings at Shelby’s farm. That wouldn’t wait for Hell’s recovery. The officers assigned were already making arrangements to talk to Adam and Kevin separately.
It might be part of the procedure, but it still made him nervous, partly because he kept analyzing his own actions and wondering how he’d missed Shelby’s movement from the barn to the house. It nagged at him.
As he meticulously connected all the details of the three cases together, he still couldn’t dismiss the one thing that haunted him. His failure to see Shelby move could have resulted in the deaths of everyone—him, Hell and Addy.
He knew he should talk to Hell about it, but he couldn’t. And honestly, when he got home at night, seeing Jill and his partner finding their own relationship distracted him, making him forget about it. Jill blushed, something Kevin hadn’t seen in years, and she brought out a softer side of Hell that Kevin had only glimpsed on very rare occasions.
The night before Adam was scheduled to return to work, Kevin woke up, hearing someone moving around in the kitchen. Since Jill was sound asleep beside him, he had to assume it was Hell. Kevin padded along the hallway to make sure nothing was wrong. He stopped in the doorway, seeing Adam balancing on one crutch, his boxers hanging low on his lean hips. As he watched
the muscles play in his back while he retrieved the tea from the fridge and poured a glass, Kevin’s cock swelled.
His mind went back to the night at the hotel, Adam pumping his big dick in Kevin’s ass. He wanted to feel it again. The two of them. Hardly aware of what he did, Kevin stalked forward, his own cock swinging heavily with growing arousal inside the sleep pants he’d pulled on before leaving his bedroom.
Adam turned as if sensing him behind him.
“How do you do that?” Kevin whispered.
“Do what?”
“How do you know I’m there?”
Adam’s gaze slid over Kevin’s front, lingering on the erection pushing out the silky pants. He licked his lips, and Kevin’s cock throbbed.
“I smell you. Your scent was one of the first things I noticed, one of the first things that turned me on.” He used the crutch to step closer. “Do you have any idea how much I want to fuck you?”
Kevin sucked in a deep breath. “I was thinking about that too.”
Adam smiled, his dark gaze once more heading south. “Mmm. Then I like what thinking about that does to you.”
Kevin eyed the crutch. “Can we…can you?”
Adam raised his brows. “I think I can, but what about you? I thought there was no touching without Jill.”
Kevin met Adam’s gaze. “It’s different now. We’re all in this together whether it’s you and me or all three of us. Does it bother you that I still make love to Jill in our room without you?”
Adam shook his head.
“Just as it doesn’t bother me to know you and Jill are together without me.” When Adam started, Kevin chuckled. “I see the way she blushes around you. It’s all right, dude. I know you haven’t been hands-off. She told me about the two of you at the hotel.”
Adam held his gaze. “I care about her. I have right from the start.”
Kevin wrapped his arms around Hell’s waist, being careful of his bandaged leg as he brought their hips together. “It’s okay. Right now, though, what I would really like is to have you fuck me.”
“Hell yes.”
They ended up in Hell’s room after Kevin retrieved a bottle of lube and a condom. Setting it aside for the time being, Adam took him in his arms so they could kiss. Adam was rougher, hungrier than Jill when he kissed, and Kevin reveled in it, hoping that same roughness would translate into their lovemaking.
“Kneel on the bed,” Adam ordered. Kevin did, half expecting him to dive right in, so he was surprised when Adam kissed his lower back. As his tongue traced down the center of his butt cheeks, Adam used his hands to spread Kevin apart. “I like that you’re bare back here,” he whispered right before Kevin felt the tip of his tongue tease his opening.
He gasped, an aroused shiver going through him. He’d nearly come the first time Jill had rimmed him, but Adam brought it to a whole new level. He drew Kevin’s cock back so he could stroke him while he licked from his asshole to his nuts.
“Oh, Hell, that’s fantastic.”
“I’m going to get my fingers in to relax you. Damn, Kevin, you have the sexiest ass.”
Kevin laughed. “Guess I never really thought about it that way, but man, I’m so looking forward to feeling your cock there.”
“I’ll start with this.” Lube squirted then Adam’s finger slipped past the tight outer ring of his ass and Kevin forced himself to relax and let him in. Adam worked his finger back and forth, hitting a spot that nearly made Kevin crawl out of his skin. He gasped, pushing back against Adam’s hand, and his partner added another finger.
As if he were a blind man, Kevin fumbled for his cock and began stroking in rhythm with Hell’s thrusting fingers.
“Slow down, baby,” Adam growled. “No coming before I get inside you.”
Kevin put both hands back on the bed, his breathing exploded in short gasps. “Then do it. Fuck me.”
He heard the condom packet tear and a moment later, Adam’s fingers slipped out to be replaced by the broader, blunter probe of his cock. Kevin groaned as Adam pushed forward. The burn was almost more than he thought he could stand. Out of reflex, his hole tightened.
Adam smacked his ass hard. “Push back as if you’re trying to push me out. It’ll open you.”
Kevin panted as he tried to do what Adam told him to. There was an instant of pain and then he was filled. Adam’s cock slowly pumped in and out, his hands holding and rubbing Kevin’s hips.
“You okay?” Adam asked.
“Yeah. You?”
He heard a chuckle. “Never better. Damn, you are so tight, I just want to come and come.”
Adam’s slow strokes were driving Kevin wild. He looked down to see his dick was stiff. Damn, he was going to come without even touching it. As his partner’s strokes increased in speed, Kevin’s reaction was swift, his cock letting loose a stream of cum.
“That’s it, baby.” Adam groaned, thrust two more times in quick succession then slumped over Kevin’s back as he orgasmed. Adam’s lips caressed the back of his neck before moving next to his ear. “I love you, bro.”
Kevin nodded. “Right there with you.”
A slight noise made Kevin turn. Jill stood in the doorway, her hair mussed and a sleepy smile on her face.
“That was beautiful,” she whispered.
Kevin extended his hand, palm up, and she joined them, kissing Adam with slow deliberation.
* * * * *
Adam waited for Kevin a little warily the next morning. They were scheduled to meet with the internal affairs people first thing, so the last thing he needed was to see his partner guilting about what they’d done last night. When Kevin entered the kitchen and smiled at him, Adam released the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.
“Where’s Jill?” his partner asked.
“She went out for a run. I poured you some coffee in a go cup. We should probably get going.”
They were silent driving in to work. Adam glanced at Kevin a couple times, saw the tension reflected in the tightness of his mouth and the narrowing of his eyes. He wanted to be able to reassure him, but the truth was, Adam was just as nervous. Finally, unable to stand the silence any longer, Adam asked what nagged at him.
“We okay? About last night? About what,” he had to clear his throat, “what I said?”
Kevin glanced at him, the tension still apparent. “And what we did? Yeah.”
And that had to be enough, because, after all, Adam reminded himself, this wasn’t the time to go all girly, needing to talk everything to death.
Adam used a cane, but he was impatient with the need to move so slowly and with the unwarranted attention it drew. To his horror, he discovered the cane was a chick-magnet multiplier. As they bent over his desk, touching his arm and even stroking his hair, he glanced up and caught the smirk on Kevin’s face. Well, at least his torture seemed to be providing his partner some amusement. Still, he couldn’t help thinking how much he wished it was Kevin and Jill.
“Guys?” Sarge called from the doorway. “They’re ready for you in the conference room.”
Kevin stood, grabbed Adam’s cane and waded through the crowd. “‘Scuse us, ladies. Hell and I got a date.”
It made everyone laugh. Only Adam saw the reassurance there in Kevin’s eyes that everything was cool.
“Thanks, man.” Adam took the cane and levered to his feet.
Sarge waited for them, leading the way along the hallway to the conference room at the end. Adam took a deep breath as Sarge opened the door for them to pass. Kevin sat next to him, and Adam noticed the way his knuckles had whitened as he gripped the armrests on his chair. Jesus, the guy acted as if he were awaiting execution.
Chapter Thirteen
In all his years as a police officer, Kevin couldn’t remember feeling as anxious as he did at this moment, not even when he’d looked and seen the bore of Adam’s pistol pointed straight at him.
“Gentlemen,” the lead investigator began. He was a stocky man with steel-gray, close-cropped ha
ir. His dark suit and tie only added to his natural intimidation factor. “We’re here to discuss the results of our investigation in the wake of the Grady Shelby shooting. In hindsight, you should never have gone in without additional backup, but since you had the permission of your immediate supervisor and followed his instructions to use your vests and exercise due caution, we find no fault there with your actions.”
He looked at Sarge with slightly narrowed eyes as if to say there might be some discussion still to be had with him. Kevin nearly opened his mouth to speak in his boss’s defense, but Adam bumped his ankle with the tip of his cane, catching his eye and giving a slight shake of his head.
“In our investigation, our primary concern was in how the suspect managed to shift locations without the knowledge of either officer on the scene, thereby putting both of you once more in the line of fire.”
Kevin’s heart pounded. This was it. Though he’d gone over it again and again, he could remember taking his eyes off that barn for only a second or two at most. Yet that must have been it and he’d take the blame.
“The only logical time frame was in those minutes following Detective Heller’s movement to pull Detective Ramsey to safety around the side of the house. According to interviews with you both, Ramsey was unconscious for approximately two minutes and Heller was engaged in assessing injuries to both Ramsey and himself. It’s our conclusion that Shelby had to have moved during this time. Why he then chose to wait as long as he did before approaching, we can only speculate. However, we find you acted in accordance with proper procedure based on the knowledge available to you at the time. Officer Heller’s subsequent shooting of Shelby is also ruled as justified defense of himself and his partner.”
Kevin blew out the breath he’d been holding, hearing Hell do the same. They were cleared. Their weapons were being returned to them. As everyone rose, Kevin automatically offered a hand to Adam. With a quirk of his wide mouth, his partner took it, allowing himself to be pulled to his feet.