Naughty_Whispers

by Jodi Olson

  Suddenly Grant’s lips were on hers. She felt wonderful knowing she was wanted by both of them. Grant’s large hand caressed her cheek and neck, and she heard him whisper, “I need to be inside that beautiful pussy – now - before I go crazy.” He rolled a condom over his hard, thick shaft.

  She wanted him inside her, the wait was killing her. “What about Hudson? I want you both,” she whispered.

  She watched Hudson rolling a condom on his throbbing penis. Grant entered her slowly and rolled so he was on the bottom, then she felt Hudson behind her. She felt the cold from the lube on her anus, and prepared herself for the exquisite pleasure of Hudson’s shaft pushing past the tight muscle. It wasn’t long before both of their cocks were inside her. Back and forth they went, one at a time until their bodies were in beautiful harmony. The bliss was pure and explosive, and she quickly felt the orgasm ripple through her body. Grant and Hudson exploded into her, filling her with their passion. When she closed her eyes, she was lying in both of their arms. Could things get any better than this? It could if everything works out with Greg and his friends. Then I’d be truly happy.

  *****

  Hudson couldn’t stop smiling all day; he was anxious to see Gina tonight. Only one more hour before he was to pick her up, but he still needed to talk to Grant. He picked up the phone and punched in Grant’s number.

  “Hey Grant, how did the meeting go?” Hudson wasn’t concerned about the meeting, only how Grant would react to his relationship with Gina. “Yea, great,” he hardly heard the meeting details. “That’s wonderful – Hey – I - uh- wanted you to know something and I hope you’ll be okay with it.” He paused; there was tension in the silence. “I’m in love with Gina and I plan on telling her tonight. I know she moved in with you, but I’ve wanted her from the first moment I saw her and I plan to ask her to marry me. We’ll figure everything out. I’m just hoping she feels the same way.”

  “We both care for her,” Grant replied, “but in the end, I guess it’s up to Gina.”

  Hudson realized Grant really didn’t say much about what he’d just told him. He knew his friend was in love with Gina as well, but only one of them could legally marry her. Since he’d seen her watching them on those steps so many years ago, he felt it should be him. Even back then, she’d gotten under his skin and there was no way he could let her go now. He’d wasted too many years denying his attraction to her because of his friendship with Greg. The only questions running through his mind now were what if Gina didn’t love him back - and what about Greg? Would he accept their being together? He really hoped so, for Gina’s sake.

  After making a few phone calls, he was able to put his condo on the market. For the first time in his life, he wanted to own a house. If everything worked out according to his plan, he wanted to find one with a very large bedroom.

  *****

  Greg pulled in to a parking space at Naughty Whispers and sat in his car thinking about his sister; he wanted her to come back home. She’d been gone a week counting today and he didn’t want their relationship to end. Gina was his only sister and they’d been through a lot together. He just hoped he wasn’t too late. If she wanted to be with Grant and Hudson, then he would just have to try and stay out of that part of her life and hope his friends wouldn’t end up hurting her.

  He saw Gina standing by a display rack talking with a customer. After the customer left, he got out of the car and walked in the door. The bell rang when he opened the door and he saw Gina look at him.

  “Hey sis; how’s it going?” he said quietly.

  “Hi Greg; everything is just great. I’m very happy.” Her reply was polite, but cautious. “Why are you here anyway?”

  He could see she was uncomfortable with him being there. “Can we talk? I miss you being around the house. It’s been so quiet with you gone.” He looked around the store; they were alone, “I have something to tell you and I’m not sure how to say it.”

  “Just say it. I don’t have all night. Hudson is picking me up soon and I still need to lock up.”

  “First off I want you to know I was so strict with you because I love you and wanted to protect you. I only did what I thought dad would want me to do. I was trying to live up to his expectations. Will you forgive me, sis?”

  “Of course you’re forgiven; I still love you even if you were way too controlling.”

  Gina finished giving her brother a hug when she spotted Hudson with his arms crossed and leaning against the door. She didn’t know how long he had been standing there, but she was glad he was. “Hudson is here to take me home. If you’d like to come over for dinner tomorrow you’re more than welcome to. I’m sure Hudson and Grant would love to see their friend.”

  “Sounds great, sis; see you then.” He kissed her on the cheek and left, pausing to give Hudson a pat on the shoulder on the way out.

  Hudson walked to Gina and put his arms around her pulling her close. “Is everything okay, Gina?”

  “Yes, it couldn’t be better. Let’s go home.”

  “Looks like things went well with Greg. I’m glad. When we get to Grant’s, we need to talk.”

  Seven

  Grant sat outside thinking about his earlier phone conversation with Hudson. He wondered what Gina would say about them both being in love with her. Could she love them both as well, or would she want nothing to do with one them after tonight? Could they even still be friends with her brother after this?

  He wasn’t sure when it had happened, but maybe he’d always loved her. That could be the reason why, for years, he’d stayed away from her house. Anytime he met up with Greg he made sure it was somewhere else so he wouldn’t have to see her. Then, when she went away to college, it became easier. That is, until she came back three months ago. Now he wanted her more than ever.

  Hudson said nothing would change for them, except Gina would be married to one of them on paper. Other than that they would go on sharing her just like they did now.

  Maybe he could sell his condo and they could get a nice house for them all to share. One thing for certain, tonight would be a big night for all three of them. He just hoped Gina would feel the same way.

  Grant heard the front door open and yelled out he was in the back. Gina came outside and sat down in the chair closest to him. Hudson stood next to her.

  “How was your day, Gina? Any new toys come in?” His mouth curved into an unconscious smile. That was a dumb thing to say, but I couldn’t just blurt out I love her either.

  “Nothing new came in today. I am tired though; it was so busy, I didn’t even have a chance to take a break once.” She sighed and kicked off her shoes.

  “Put your foot up here,” Grant pointed to his leg, “I’ve been told I give a great foot massage.” He slowly stroked the top of her, and then moved to her sole, making slow, sensuous circular motions. His thumbs kneaded the bottom of her foot, literally pushing out the stresses of the day. He heard her moan. “Does it feel good, Gina?”

  “Yes, it feels wonderful.”

  Hudson tapped Grant on the shoulder. “Massage boy - we need to talk and if this continues where I think it will, nothing is going to be said.” Grant heeded Hudson’s voice and stopped massaging her leg. Hudson was right; they needed to find out how Gina felt about them before going any further.

  “Hudson and I had a talk today. I know this was just supposed to be temporary, you moving in with me, but we also think you should know that both of us are in love with you and we really want you to stay here with us.

  “Grant is right.” Hudson took Gina’s hand. “Now that you’ve made up with Greg and everything is okay you should know that I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember. From the time you were fifteen you drove me crazy with your sassiness. I want you to marry me, Gina. I can see us all living together in a house, maybe away from the city; wherever you want to go.”

  Gina was stunned. She’d been in love with them for so long. She didn’t want to move back in with Greg. All she wanted was to be with
them for as long as they wanted her. She turned to look at Grant, “Would you feel left out if I was married to Hudson? I do want to be committed to both of you. I love each of you with all my heart.”

  “Don’t worry,” Grant said, “You’ll be committed to us, baby. But legally it can only be to one of us and since Hudson was the first to meet you, we agreed it should be him. We’ll have a special, private ceremony of our own.”

  Gina stood and held out her hands to Hudson. “Yes, Hudson, I will marry you, as long as the three of us will always be together and never apart.”

  Hudson brought her hands to his mouth and kissed them tenderly, “That will never change; we’ll cherish and love you - always.”

  END

  If you enjoyed NAUGHTY WHISPERS, be sure to check out these other hot erotica romance titles by author Jodi Olson.

  Raining on Sunday

  Amelia lost her husband and was now in danger of losing her dream house. The constant rain drenched her, washing away her tears…and hope. Could the answer to her problems lay in becoming the sex slave to the two handsome builders of her dream home? Mike and Kevin could only hope her answer would be “yes.”

  EXCERPT

  Mike drove his truck as close to the front door as he could without pulling it up on the curb. He fumbled with the keys as he ran to unlock the door. Once he had the door open, Kevin carried Amelia inside and placed her on the sofa. He lifted her foot, placing it gently on a pillow on top of the footstool, and went to the kitchen for some ice.

  Mike removed her shoes, letting his long lean fingers slowly massage her ankle and feet. He was trying to assess her injuries, but the softness of her skin was distracting him.

  Amelia felt the shivers up her body as he caressed her ankle, working his way up her leg. His touch felt fantastic and she moaned from both the pleasure and pain of it. She always enjoyed a massage; and she had a feeling Mike would be great at giving full body massages as well. I wonder what else he could do with those fingers.

  Kevin returned with the ice pack, which was cold, and his fantasies, which were hot and in overdrive. He wasn’t bothered by the fact that Mike was giving her a foot rub, what was troubling was Amelia’s contented reaction to the intimacy of the effort. Damn him! Mike was already making his moves before Kevin even got the chance. I guess I have to wait my turn or beat Mike at his own game. Hell I’d be happy to share her if it that was the only way to be with her. Amelia jumped as Kevin placed the dishtowel with the ice gingerly on her ankle.

  “Sorry about that gorgeous, but it will help keep the swelling down.” Kevin let his fingers graze her arm, trying to get her attention away from Mike.

  “I never knew something could hurt so much,” she whined, sucking in her breath as the throbbing pain overtook her.

  Mike assessed the situation. “First, the good news. Your ankle’s not broken. You did twist it badly and it’s going to take a few days before your back on your feet. So we need to talk about your job.” Mike put an emphasis on the last word. “From what we’ve seen so far, you working as a carpenter isn’t going to work. The injury you’ve suffered is going to keep you off your feet for a few days. I would like to offer you our hospitality while you recover. Kevin and I feel since you injured yourself at our job site we should take care of you. When you’re up an about we’d like you to consider being our maid and general housekeeper. As you can see when you look around the room Kevin’s a bit of a slob.”

  “Hey, I might suck at cleaning but at least I can cook, unlike you,” Kevin laughed.

  Without missing a beat, Mike continued, “There is one other way you could work off the money you owe us.”

  Amelia relaxed a bit as the ice started to numb the pain. She silently studied the two handsome men before her. “I’m not the best of housekeepers, so what’s the other option you’ve been considering?”

  Mike paused for a moment, and looked at Kevin, and then back at Amelia. “We’d like you to consider being our sex slave for one week. The earning potential should give you enough to finish paying off the house, if that’s really what you want to do.”

  Amelia’s shock was evident. She remained silent for several seconds before she dared to speak. “Are you two crazy? Sex slave?” She looked at both Mike and Kevin, and realized they were serious. The suggestion made her panties wet. Surely they’re kidding, but I sure hope not. She smiled seductively as she made eye contact with Mike and then Kevin. I hope they don’t expect an immediate answer on this one. If I were smart, regardless of the pain in my ankle, I’d just walk out the door. But I can’t because I owe them money and I have to pay off the debt if I want the house. Damn, what a mess.

  “How long do I have to think about this?” Amelia nibbled on her lower lip, contemplating their answer. Hell, her ex-husband, on their wedding night, had told her she had no clue how to make a man happy in bed. His comments echoed in her head.

  “You can have the rest of tonight to consider our offer. We’d like an answer first thing tomorrow,” Mike smiled.

  Leaving her to think about their offer, Mike and Kevin walked to the kitchen to start dinner. From time to time Amelia made eye contact with one of them seeing only anticipation in their eyes. Hell what will it be, I know they want an answer but I don’t know what to do. I’m an okay housekeeper but that’s no fun. Sex slave, now that’s a profession I haven’t tried. I just don’t want to be humiliated when all is said and done. Hell what if my ex-husband was right, what if I don’t know what a man wants? I need to get out of here. She tried to stand, but the pain that shot from her ankle up her leg was excruciating. She sat back down with a plop. I can’t even walk out of here, what am I going to do?

  Playing House

  What would a woman do to get her inheritance, especially if it required she have a husband? Could she rope the nearest cowboy; and if she caught him…what would she do with him? Kathryn gets more than she bargained for when she starts…PLAYING HOUSE.

  EXCERPT

  Kathryn absently stirred her drink and mulled over her dilemma. She was due to inherit a large sum of money from her father but there were problems, some of her own making, but problems nonetheless. Her father left her a substantial inheritance in his will, but only if she was married by the age of thirty. Her thirtieth birthday was the day after tomorrow, and she was still single. That complicated things because six months earlier Kathryn told her mother she was married, happily married to a hot cowboy. She’d lied to her mother, telling her she hadn’t told her about the marriage before now because she and her new husband had been so busy since the wedding they just hadn’t had time…too much work.

  Now her mother was expecting them, Kathryn and her non-existent husband, for a short visit. Kathryn had felt the lie was worth the reward. Once her mother saw how happily married she was there would be no problem in getting her inheritance. The problem was Kathryn was due at her mom’s tomorrow…and she had no ‘hot cowboy husband’.

  The bartender stopped to see if Kathryn wanted another drink. He flirted with her but she wasn’t paying any attention. She wanted a cowboy, not a bartender.

  Kathryn smiled as she looked at Mark. “I think I’ll change my drink to Get Laid. That sounds like a good one to try, don’t you think?”

  Mark had a mouthful of beer and spit it all over the bar. They were both laughing.

  “Hey, you OK over there, mister?” she asked him.

  “Yea, I’m fine, just never heard of that drink. Guess cowboys only drink whiskey or beer. I’m curious what’s in a Get Laid, if you don’t mind me asking?”

  “Well, 1 oz of vodka, ¾ oz of raspberry schnapps, fill the glass to about an inch from the top with pineapple juice, add a splash of cranberry juice and you have a Get Laid. They’re really good. You get used to them after you’ve had a couple.”

  Mark grimaced, the drink didn’t sound good to him, too sweet, too fruity. He nodded to Kathryn. “Think I’ll stay with beer Ma’am. Get Laid doesn’t sound like a drink for a cowboy.”r />
  “So you’re a cowboy? I love cowboys! In fact I’m supposed to be married to one right now.” Kathryn took another sip of her drink. She needed to stop drinking or she would say more than she intended to this stranger.

  “What do you mean by you’re supposed to be married? Where’s your husband?” Several thoughts ran through Mark’s head as he waited for her answer. She didn’t look married, hell she wasn’t even wearing a ring.

  “Well cowboy it’s a long story,” she said. She took her drink, stood up from the stool, and walked over to Mark. Kathryn got close to him and crinkled up her nose. ”Did anyone ever tell you that you smell like cow shit? You make my eyes water.”

  “Believe me lady, I know what I smell like; unfortunately; it goes with the job. It’s money and it pays my bills so I can’t complain.”

  “How much money can there be in cleaning up cow shit? I can’t believe there would be much money in that. Would you like to do a job for me instead? It would keep you from stinking that’s for sure, and you’d make a lot of money in a short period of time, cowboy!”

  Mark silently wondered what her “job” might be. He didn’t need her money; he had enough money, so why was he even considering her offer? With another look at her he knew why, and it had nothing to do with money.

  “Doing what? Hell, I don’t even know your name. Mind sharing that with me?” Mark yawned, the long day was catching up, he was getting sleepy but he didn’t want to leave just yet. He bet her story was a good one and he wanted to hear it.

  “I’ll pay you to be my husband for a few days while I go see my mother and get my inheritance money.”

  Laughing, Mark pushed his hat back on his head and placed his beer on the bar. “You have to be kidding, right?”