She grinned. “I would love that.”
He smiled. “Vinessa and I were just talking about this ménage thing,” he said.
“Oh?” She glanced to Vinessa as she went to the sink to wash her hands. “What did you decide?” She cocked her head and Vinessa met her gaze.
“We decided to give it a try, if you’re still up for it,” he said.
She nodded. “I—okay.”
Vinessa joined her at the counter and kissed the back of her neck, glancing at Lucas over Marika’s shoulder. She smiled at the heat flaring in his golden gaze. “Come help us cook, Luc,” Vinessa invited. “You can get the buns ready for the sliders while I make the slaw and Marika finishes off the tea.”
He held her gaze for a moment and then went to wash up. “Small kitchen, but I think it could work.”
“We’ll have to do it at my place next time,” Vinessa said.
Chapter Twelve
They finished dinner and took it into the small dining nook separated from the kitchen by a low wall. They talked about Vinessa’s job and Marika’s day at work before Lucas told them about his day. After the meal was finished, they cleaned up the kitchen and headed to the living room to watch a movie.
“Have you designed anything other than armoires?” Vinessa asked.
“My specialty is bedroom furniture, armoires, and chests,” he admitted, watching Vinessa guardedly.
“Have you designed anything lately?” Vinessa asked.
“I just finished working on something,” he said, and took a step toward the couch where Vinessa was standing next to the coffee table and Marika was joining her.
“Is your family going to be able to produce it?” Marika asked as Vinessa slipped her arms around her waist and pulled Marika back against her.
He shrugged. “I’m going to have to do some of the work to get a few pieces in the showroom,” he admitted, watching Vinessa kiss the back of Marika’s neck.
“You need investors,” Vinessa said as she pushed the thin strap of her dress off her shoulder.
Lucas’s cock swelled as he watched Vinessa’s hands cup Marika’s breasts. His breathing was harsh as he fisted his hands at his sides.
Vinessa drew back and reached onto the coffee table where her bag sat. She opened it and tossed condoms and lube tubes onto the table before removing a textured glove and a small vibrator. She selected a small tube and uncapped it as her gaze captured his. She uncapped it and used the little dropper of the dark blue bottle to deposit a drop of the liquid on her finger.
“This gel is a very edible and sensual lube,” Vinessa said. “A single drop is magic.” She smoothed a drop onto the curve of Marika’s neck and licked at it before sucking.
Lucas groaned tightly as Vinessa’s hand disappeared beneath the skirt of Marika’s dress. He wanted to see what those fingers were doing. As if she’d read his mind, Vinessa lifted the dress and he caught his breath. The lacy panties were pretty, but it was Marika’s waxed pussy that was so appealing.
Vinessa held his gaze as she stroked her fingers over Marika’s plump pussy lips before gliding them over the slit to her clit. Vinessa ground slowly against Marika’s ass, and Marika moaned softly.
“Hold up your dress, Marika darlin’,” Vinessa commanded.
She grasped the folds Vinessa had bunched in her hand, and Vinessa reached for the egg vibrator and held it against Marika’s clit.
“Oh,” Marika gasped. “Mistress.”
“You like that?” Vinessa asked and then nipped the curved of Marika’s neck.
The pleasure on her face coupled with her moan told Lucas his lover more than enjoyed the toy.
“Answer me, Mari,” Vinessa commanded.
“Yes, Mistress!” She moved her hips as Vinessa moved the egg against her.
“Stay still, Marika,” Vinessa ordered.
“It feels so good,” she cried and her hips jerked a second later. She let out a cry.
Vinessa withdrew the vibrator and turned it off before setting it aside. “I think you need a little reminder of who’s in charge. Lean over the table.” Vinessa grabbed a throw pillow from the couch and tossed it to the carpeted floor.
Marika knelt on it and leaned over the coffee table. Vinessa gave Lucas a slow smile. “Take off your shirt and shoes, Lucas,” she said, and then dropped to her knees behind Marika. She rolled the dress up and peeled the lacy panties down, baring Marika’s ass. She dropped her hand on the taut, golden flesh and Marika gasped.
Lucas watched her face flush even more and her eyes fill with lust. The second slap brought a groan from Marika, and he unbuttoned his shirt as he watched the third tap turn Marika’s gaze slumberous. She was slipping into sub-space beneath the sensual assault Vinessa was delivering, and he was getting hotter just watching, knowing Marika was being so well-pleasured.
“Mistress!”
He kicked off his shoes and tossed his shirt onto the couch before his fingers went to the buckle of his belt. He quickly released it as Vinessa reached for the small egg.
“I think you’re enjoying your punishment, too much, Marika,” Vinessa said softly. She pushed the egg between the folds of Marika’s pussy and turned it on low.
“Oh!”
“Come here, Lucas,” Vinessa ordered. “I think Marika wants to show you something.” She reached for a bottle and removed the cap. When he stopped on Marika’s other side, she put a drop of the liquid onto her finger and smoothed it over the swollen tip of his erection. “Marika, taste.”
Marika turned her head and swirled her tongue around the head. She drew him into her mouth and Vinessa pushed a finger into her wet pussy. She moaned around the thick shaft as her head bobbed up and down. She used her hand and mouth to work Lucas’s shaft.
“Oh, fuck,” Lucas groaned. “It feels so damn good.” He slowly fucked her mouth. “Vinessa, I think I like that oil.” God he loved it. Each swipe of her tongue sent fire shooting through his blood.
Marika’s hips worked as she tried to impale herself deeper on Vinessa’s finger. Vinessa was behind her, knees bracketing her as two fingers fucked slowly into Marika while her other hand plucked at her taut nipple.
The sight was so damned hot he thought he was going to shoot his load down Marika’s throat.
“Oh God,” Marika whispered. She threw her head back as she moved in time to Vinessa’s thrusts into her slick cunt. “Oh fuck, Vinessa.”
“Don’t you dare come,” Lucas snapped, and Marika whined.
“I can’t stop it,” she said weakly.
“You better.” He thrust his fingers into her hair and dragged her head back to his cock. “Focus.”
Vinessa withdrew her fingers and got to her feet, to Lucas’s surprise. He didn’t pay much attention to her as she moved out of his line of vision. Marika’s warm mouth stole his full attention. She glided her tongue around the throbbing head before she closed her lips over the head again.
Behind him, Vinessa’s hand glided down his back and landed on his ass. He tensed, but Marika’s fingers cupping his sac and rolling his balls distracted him. The second slap was a sting in time to Marika sucking one of his tight orbs into her mouth.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned tightly.
Marika licked up his shaft and a drizzle of something cool trailed down the crease of his ass, and then Vinessa delivered another stinging slap to one buttock. He grunted as pain mingled with the pleasure of Marika’s mouth. Another slap to his ass had fire ripping through his blood as Marika sucked him deeper. She drew her head back and licked down the shaft as her fingers teased his balls. At the same time, the tip of Vinessa’s finger traced around the rosette of his anus.
Marika took him down her throat as the penetration of Vinessa’s finger followed. He drew in a rough breath. Her finger slipped past the tight ring of muscle, stroked him, and retreated as Marika’s throat contracted to massage his cock.
“Oh shit!” he gasped. Vinessa added more lube and then penetrated him again. At the same ti
me, Marika’s wicked little mouth pulled his features into a tight grimace as another wave of delectation caught him in its grip.
Fingers shuttled in and out of him. He curled his fingers in Marika’s hair as he fucked her mouth with even strokes. “Yes.” His head swam, and his body was a burning flame as he raced down a one-way street. He was going to crash and burn too soon. “No.” He pulled out of Marika’s mouth and Vinessa withdrew her fingers. He urged Marika back onto her back and grabbed a condom. “Vinessa?”
“Go ahead,” she said, grabbing a condom and tearing it open as well.
He rolled his into place, vaguely aware that she was flipping something open behind him. He went to his knees, eager to slide into Marika’s tight grip.
“God, I need you,” he murmured. “Get on the couch on your back.” He pushed the coffee table back and then turned to find her splayed on her back, legs spread, giving him a view of her dripping cunt. He claimed her lips as he slipped inside her in two thrusts.
He drew out and Vinessa’s hand gripped his hip. “Lucas, you’re so hot, you know that?” she whispered. “I want you as bad as I want Marika.” Before he could reply, the tip of her dildo breached his ass.
“Uh? Vinessa?”
“Push against it, sweetheart,” Vinessa ordered softly and he grimaced.
“I don’t know if I can do this.” He panted, feeling almost ashamed because he wanted her to fuck him.
“You can take that dick,” Marika crooned and lifted to kiss his jaw.
“Just relax your tight ass muscles and let me take you,” Vinessa urged softly. “It’s going to feel so good once I’m inside you.”
He relaxed as she pushed deeper into him. The unused muscles parted, tight tissues burning in protest at the alien assault. Marika’s hands stroked his back as she kissed his neck.
Vinessa fully seated the dildo inside him amid burning pain, and Lucas’s muscles contracted. “Okay?”
“Yeah,” he breathed. The sensation was mildly uncomfortable. He felt full yet oddly more aroused.
Lucas moved, setting up the rhythm that Vinessa followed. The feel of her inside of him was incredible. He had no idea a dildo could evoke such delicious feeling. There was no shame, only pleasure.
He held onto his control, keeping his thrusts easy at first, but the hunger burning through him, in Marika’s eyes, and the way Vinessa took him was an erotic dance that eroded his will to savor this moment.
“Oh yes!” Marika cried as he pounded into her. The sounds of damp flesh slapping against damp flesh mingled with the symphony of rough breaths.
His thick cock impaled Marika again and again. She scraped her nails over his shoulders as she came with a loud cry.
“Oh, God, Marika! Vinessa!” Lucas came with a harsh shout.
Behind him, Vinessa convulsed against his back as her own orgasm washed over her.
* * * *
Long moments later, they sat on the couch. Marika was on one side and Vinessa was on the other. Lucas was still reeling from the pleasure Vinessa had just given him. He’d never experienced anything like it.
“Are you okay, Lucas?” Vinessa asked and straddled him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and he realized, as she pressed against him, she’d gotten rid of the harness and dildo as he’d gotten rid of his condom.
He glided his hands down her back and held her gaze. “Did I enjoy being fucked?”
Marika laughed and kissed his shoulder.
“Did you?” Vinessa asked.
He nodded slowly. “Yeah. We won’t be making it a habit.”
She gave him a husky laugh. “I guess you had something more like this in mind?”
The supple way her body moved against him hardened his cock instantly, and he glanced at Marika as his arousal for Vinessa built. He saw approval in her eyes as she held out a condom. “Look at me, not Marika,” Vinessa ordered as she took the condom. “She knows I want you. Do you?” She ripped the package open.
She kissed him as she rolled it onto his thick length. Lucas moaned into the kiss, taking over as his fingers slid over the back of her neck. He nipped her lip, sucked it, and thrust his tongue back into her mouth.
“I need you,” she whispered.
“Take me,” he ordered.
She lifted just enough to grasp his thick cock and slid slowly down on it. She closed her eyes and moaned softly.
“Look at me,” he ordered. Her eyes snapped open and the blue pools were aglow with arousal and hunger that took his breath away.
“Lucas, you really do feel so good, baby,” she said softly.
He gripped her hips and thrust up into her tight clasp. “Damn, your pussy’s so good.” He growled as she squeezed her inner muscles tight.
She stroked his arms. “Oh, yeah,” she hissed. “Mmm.” She put her hands on the back of the couch and rolled her hips.
He pinched her nipples as his lips skimmed along her throat. “Vinessa,” he said her name softly.
Her lips claimed his as she picked up the pace.
“Fuck, yeah!” Lucas groaned and held her hips tight, and he thrust up, meeting her strokes with hungry fervor.
“Oh!” Vinessa threw her head back as she came.
Lucas thrust into her again and cried out as his seed pumped into the condom. Vinessa collapsed against him, panting hard, and Marika kissed Vinessa’s shoulder and then Lucas’s.
“We should shower,” Vinessa said when she could speak again.
“Then crawl into bed,” Marika suggested with a wicked grin.
Vinessa kissed her. “Oh, I know what you want, naughty girl, and I’ll give it to you.”
“So will I,” Lucas said as he stood with Vinessa in his arms.
She hugged him and sank to the floor and pulled Marika to her feet before leading them to Marika’s bedroom.
Chapter Thirteen
Lucas woke with a soft sigh hours later with Marika snuggled against his side, just the way it used to be. But it was different. He could feel Vinessa in bed with them, even though they weren’t touching.
There was no turmoil inside him at the decision he’d made, though. There were only echoes of it as his mind settled. Sex with Vinessa had been so natural, and cooking with her had been fun. He and Marika didn’t have enough fun in their lives lately. Hell, they hadn’t had enough humor in their lives in months. Vinessa seemed steady, warm, and fun. She would be a complement to his cautious temperament.
A smile played on his lips as he stroked Marika’s back. He’d never been fucked before, and had never wanted to be until tonight. However, he could see letting it happen again, but that would be his thing with Vinessa. Only when it was the two of them would he submit to her, and only once or twice a month.
It had felt so good letting someone else take control for a little while.
Vinessa kissed Marika and climbed out of bed. He removed Marika’s hand from his chest and followed Vinessa. This place was too small for three, and so was the bed, but there would be no sense in making plans until they’d been together a while.
He knocked on the bathroom door and stepped in after a murmured “come in.” Vinessa was clad in the black slip she’d pulled on after their shower, washing her hands. He walked over and leaned against the vanity.
“Be honest with me,” he said. “I need the truth.”
“About what?” She dried her hands on a hand towel.
“Were you and Marika seeing each other the last time you did a scene with her?”
Vinessa shook her head. “No.” She hung the towel back on its bar. “We didn’t start seeing each other until after you two broke up.”
He brushed her hair back off her forehead. “I’m not that trusting, Vinessa, but when I make up my mind to give myself to someone, I go all in,” he said. “Please don’t make me regret letting you in and putting my trust in you.”
“I could say the same, Lucas,” she answered softly.
“I have to go,” he said. “The bed’s too small for all th
ree of us.”
“It is, but mine isn’t,” she said. “So, we’ll meet at my place.”
He smiled. “When the three of us go out, don’t get all flashy with your money,” he said. “I like to pay.”
Vinessa smiled. “Is that a hard limit?”
“Yeah.” He nodded. “When we’re in public, let me be the top, okay?”
Vinessa chuckled softly and captured his hand. “I won’t top you in public.”
He shook his head. “We’ll work it out.”
She smiled in agreement. “What about your family? How will they react to this? Or do you want to keep it a secret?”
“My mother won’t take it well, but I don’t see any reason to shove it in her face right now. Six or seven months down the line, if we’re strong, then I’ll break the news to them.”
She nodded, and he pulled her into his arms for a hug. Vinessa hugged him back.
“I’m going to fall in love with you too fast,” he murmured. “I can feel it.”
“You won’t be alone.” She kissed him softly.
* * * *
Everything was going so smoothly, Vinessa thought. Almost two whole weeks and the three of them were getting along fine. Donovan Trim came to the store to talk about renegotiating a new deal with her, but she decided not to do business with him. It was going to be too big a headache.
She packed up to go home, excited to be spending the weekend with her lovers. The knock on her office door didn’t halt her easing of her laptop into its protective case. “Come in,” she called.
“Hey,” Danica said after stepping inside. “You’re leaving early.”
“Yeah, Marika and Lucas are coming over.”
“Well, I’ll be brief,” she said. “I had a meeting with Kyle Wingate. He owns a gay sex club, and he’s bought some of our toys online. He wants to know if we’ll supply him. He keeps things stocked for clients.”
“What’s he want?” she asked.
“He says the Big Daddy’s pretty big, the Sensory Sinsation is hot with the transgender male clients, the Baby Love anal beads, your infamous cock rings, and your Suck-It-To-Me fleshlight.”
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