by Rhian Cahill
She needed to cool down. Opening the fridge, she fanned herself with the cool air but only succeeded in stimulating her sensitized nerves further. Her nipples hardened beneath her top and, with a shudder, Sunnie reached for a Coke and brought the cold can to her face. Goose bumps skipped over her skin as the wet metal made contact with her heated flesh. A shiver raced down her spine. She closed her eyes and attempted to gain control of her senses. The microwave beeped, the front door slammed, and Sunnie knew she was out of time.
Sunnie couldn’t let them see her like this. Couldn’t let them think she was freaked out by the shift in their relationship. Rand and Z would never follow through if they thought she wasn’t 100% on board. Thinking fast, she opened the dishwasher and began unloading the clean dishes. Her fingers trembled as she lifted plates from the rack. Gripping the ceramic tighter only seemed to exaggerate the tremors. The room filled with the sound of rattling dishes and Sunnie didn’t hear Z approach until his hand slid over hers where she clutched the crockery so hard her knuckles were white.
“Relax, Sunshine.” His breath fanned over the side of her neck and jaw as he leaned in. “We’re not doing anything you don’t want to.”
Rand stepped up beside them and slipped the plates from her grasp. He put them in the cupboard and turned back to her, placing his knuckle under her chin he raised her face until her gaze met his. “If this isn’t what you want, Sunnie, say so.”
She licked her lips and swallowed past the lump in her throat. “It’s not that I don’t want to…”
The air around them stilled, as though the room held its breath waiting for her to finish.
“Then why are you shaking?” Z moved closer, his front brushing her back as his arm wrapped around her waist, comforting her.
Rand cupped her face in both hands. “Be honest, Sunshine. If this is going to work there can’t be any secrets.”
Sunnie knew that, but was reluctant to voice her fears. If she said them aloud, wouldn’t that make them real? Jesus, they’re already real. With a sigh she leaned back against Z’s chest. “What if this fucks everything up?”
“We won’t let it,” Rand said.
“You can’t know that.”
“Yes. I can.” His thumbs made sweeping motions back and forth across her cheeks. “I’ll fight tooth and nail for this. For us. If it’s what you want.”
Rand bent forward and brushed his lips over hers. Her eyelids drifted closed as she savored his touch. But the soft caress of warm flesh didn’t last long enough. All too soon, Rand pulled away.
“No.” The word left her lips as a breathless plea.
“No, this isn’t what you want, or no don’t stop?” Z whispered in her ear. His hot breath bathed the sensitive skin on her neck and sent tingles skittering over her jaw.
Rand nibbled on her chin, his open lips pressing on her as his teeth lightly grazed. Z tongued her earlobe before he drew it into his mouth and sucked hard. A puff of air escaped her as she shuddered against them. Rand moved back toward her mouth in a trail of gentle kisses designed to seduce her into following wherever he might lead. It was too much. Not enough.
“More.”
Z tugged her ear and sank his teeth into the tender flesh. The sharp sting made her gasp, but a sigh followed when he soothed the pain with a soft lap of his tongue. A moan broke in her throat and when she opened her lips to set it free Rand thrust his tongue into her mouth with greed. He took without restraint. Bold strokes touching and teasing until she had no option but to join in. With a strong demand of her own, Sunnie kissed him back. All the while Z continued to torment her ear and neck.
Sunnie angled her head to seal her mouth to Rand’s completely and to give Z more room to move. He didn’t disappoint. While she and Rand kissed each other with frenzied need, Z turned his attention to the corded muscle between her neck and shoulder. Treating the area to the same biting and licking he’d lavished on her ear, he sent hot darts of lust careening through her bloodstream to pool in her breasts and pussy. She felt heavy—full—on the verge of bursting and, tearing her mouth from Rand’s, she cried out in pleasure.
“Are you sure, Sunnie?” Rand nipped at her lips, moved over her cheek.
Yes. God yes.
“Sunnie?” Z sank his teeth into the rounded edge of her shoulder.
She gasped.
“Answer him.”
“Y-yes.”
Sunnie felt both their mouths curve into smiles, her skin so sensitized the slightest movement sent waves of desire rolling through her. With each stuttering breath her need grew. Tangling her fingers in Rand’s shirt, she pulled him closer, the hot press of his chest on her taut nipples drawing another cry from her.
“Easy, Sunshine,” Z murmured against her skin. “We’ve got all the time in the world.”
Z’s arm tightened around her waist, his fingers digging into her hip as he pulled her backward. Rand let her go, but Sunnie wasn’t about to give him up. She curled her fingers deeper into his shirt and dragged him with them.
“Let him go for a second, Sunnie.” Z reached over and tried to pry her fingers loose. He chuckled. “Demanding much?”
Rand laughed as well. “She’s always been a stubborn mule when it comes to what she wants. I guess she wants me.”
“She can have you, but first I want to get some of her clothes off.”
Sunnie let go of Rand’s top and grabbed her own. She spun out of Z’s hold and yanked the flimsy shirt up her body and over her head, but before she could untangle her arms they caught her between them. Rand snatched the cloth from her grip and proceeded to wrap it around her outstretched forearms. He bound them snugly, not tight enough to cause pain but firm enough to hold her in place.
“What the hell?” She wiggled in an attempt to pull free.
“Uh-uh, no you don’t.” Rand gave one final tug. “Okay?”
Something stopped her from protesting. The makeshift shackles didn’t hurt and Sunnie knew they would free her the second she asked. Plus the swirling warmth low in her belly told her she wasn’t opposed to being restrained. Being tied up was new but, as her nipples hardened and her bikini bottoms grew damp, she had to admit it turned her on. Besides, she wanted to see what they had in mind.
“Okay.”
“Jesus.” Z’s curse coincided with his hand covering her breast. “Look at you. Look at the way these babies are on display with your arms like that.”
Sunnie glanced down and the movement brought her arms lower.
“No.” Rand gripped her wrists in one hand and pulled them back. “Don’t move.”
Her head was pinned between her arms. It was difficult to tilt her head but she managed to lower her chin and look at what they were doing. Every muscle in her body tightened at what she saw. Z squeezed her right nipple beneath her swim top as Rand flicked at the left with his fingertip. Sunnie moaned. They repeated their actions and a shudder ripped through her. Heavy with arousal, her breasts ached, burned with the need for more.
“Touch me.” She arched her spine, thrust her pulsing flesh into their hands.
“We are.” Z pinched the taut peak before rubbing the slippery material of her bikini back and forth across the ultrasensitive tip.
“No.” Sunnie’s knees shook. “Me. Touch me.”
Rand’s hand slid down her outstretched arms until he reached her neck and the bow holding her top up. His nimble fingers dispensed with the knot and the fabric loosened. She cried in frustration when instead of dropping free the material remained between their skin and hers.
“Take it off,” she cried.
Z chuckled as he let go of her breast and slid his hand around her ribs to her back. One tug and the remaining strap fell free. Rand curled his fingers, crumpling the thin cloth triangle in his fist. He pulled away and flung the barely there covering over his shoulder. Sunnie didn’t have time to moan or gasp as their hands cupped her weighty mounds once more because in the next heartbeat they bent forward and each sucked a nipple
into their mouth.
Sunnie’s thoughts shattered. Her hips bucked and her pussy clenched as moisture slicked her folds. Rand grazed the puckered flesh with his teeth, flicked at it with his tongue. Z opened his mouth wide and sucked in more of her breast, his tongue lapping at the hard peak. Their touches were different and the contrast drove her mad. It was too much and not enough all at once. She couldn’t stop her arms from lowering, the need to hold them to her too great, but the tangled shirt restricted her movements and she couldn’t get her hands near them. With a frustrated growl she tugged on the binding, but her efforts were useless; it wouldn’t budge.
“Untie me,” she pleaded.
In unison they stopped, let go of her breasts and raised their heads to look at her.
“No,” Sunnie cried.
Cupping her face, Rand leaned in to brush his lips over hers. “Shh, just relax, Sunshine. Let us do all the work.”
“But I want to touch you too.”
“If you get your hands on me now it’ll be over before it begins. I’ve waited too long for this moment to have it last only a second,” Z said.
“Ditto.” Rand’s eyes blazed. “In fact I’d like to tie you to my bed. Spread-eagle.”
“Oh.” The image of herself bound to Rand’s bed and at their mercy filled her mind. Her pussy throbbed and she squeezed her legs together.
“You like that idea?” Z asked as he ran his fingertips down her stomach.
She drew in a breath, held it. He watched her closely, never taking his gaze off hers as he toyed with her belly button. Sunnie vibrated with nervous anticipation as she waited—wished—for his hand to go lower. Of their own accord, her hips jerked forward, hinting at what she wanted—needed. Her vision blurred, her chest ached, and Z continued to tease her with his touch.
“Breathe, Sunshine.” Rand tapped a finger on the end of her nose. “You’re going to pass out if you don’t.”
Sunnie tried to speak but her lungs had seized, refused to push air in or out. Panic sliced through her. If she collapsed they’d stop. They couldn’t stop. She had to draw a breath. Now. Without warning a warm hand cupped her sex. The unexpected touch jolted her body like a live wire. Her chest exploded, the trapped air bursting out on a harsh cry. Arms wrapped around her from behind. When Rand had moved she didn’t know, but he held her up, kept her from crumpling to the floor while Z used his hand on her most sensitive spot.
“Fuck. She’s burning hot.” Z pressed his fingers deeper into her pussy, pushing the soaked material of her bikini between her folds. “She’s strung tighter than a bow.”
Rand nipped at the side of her neck. “When was the last time you came, Sunnie?”
She couldn’t answer, couldn’t think about anything but the pleasure Z’s actions were giving her. Moaning, she ground her pelvis down on Z’s probing hand.
“When, Sunnie?” Rand’s teeth tugged on her earlobe.
“Can’t. Don’t,” she panted.
Z leaned over and sucked a nipple into his mouth as his finger circled her clit through her swimmers. Muscles clenched, unclenched, and spasms rolled through her pelvis to center in her womb. She was so close. In two seconds she’d be out of her mind and not remember her own name, never mind when she last got off.
“Want me to tell you when, Sunnie?” Rand’s big hand cupped the breast Z wasn’t devouring, his fingers brushing over the taut peak.
She moaned. A needy sound that had as much to do with what Rand was saying as what they were doing. Z’s mouth found hers, his tongue licking along the seam until she parted her lips and let him in. He pulled back and spoke against her mouth.
“Don’t you want to know?” He tugged on her bottom lip with his teeth and Sunnie whimpered as he tweaked the nipple still wet from his mouth.
“I think we should just tell her, Rand.” The fingers Z had buried between her legs moved lower; one finger pressed barely inside her through her pants and a shudder shook her.
“Mmm…” Rand murmured against her nape. “I think you’re right, Z.”
They moved closer, their hard bodies surrounding her in heat. Rand’s thick cock snuggled into the crack of her ass while Z’s pressed into her hip. Her pussy convulsed in grasping rolls of desperate need. Sensation intensified as they quickened their actions. Sunnie panted, her breathing ragged as she held on by a thin thread.
“The last time you came was…” Rand bit her neck and pinched her nipple hard.
Z thrust his finger deeper and pressed his thumb on her clit. “Now.”
God help her, she did. With a raw cry she came apart in their arms. Every bit of her blazed to life, the pleasure so powerful her body lurched and her mind went blank. For long seconds she couldn’t breathe—couldn’t feel—and then her senses returned tenfold. Her flesh throbbed and pulsed. It was overwhelming. Even the brush of Rand’s breath on her neck was too much to take. She squirmed, the slightest touch painful to her inflamed nerve endings.
“Easy now.” Rand loosened his hold. “We’ve got you.”
Z pulled his hand from her pussy and smoothed his palm over her hip. “Just breathe, Sunshine. We’ll hold you, just breathe.”
Her chest heaved with every gasp she dragged in. Pins and needles attacked her hands and feet, and her head spun. She opened her eyes and found Z studying her intently.
“You okay?” he asked.
She gave a slight nod, the only feat she was capable of. Her mouth and throat were too dry to talk but she doubted her brain could manage the command yet anyway. Z cupped her jaw and tilted her head back until she rested against Rand’s shoulder. They held her up, but their grip remained light—gentle. With his gaze on hers, Z leaned forward and brushed his lips on her temple. The gesture so soft, so caring, she sighed.
They continued to cradle her as she gradually regained her sanity. She’d never come so hard in her life. Never lost touch with herself long enough to let go that completely. Fatigue gripped her with a vengeance and her eyelids fluttered as she struggled to stay awake. Before she could manage a word, she slipped into an exhausted sleep.
Z stared in awed silence at the sleeping form cradled within Rand’s arms. Sunnie’s breathing was even and a slight smile curled upon her lips. Her skin, damp with a fine sheen of sweat, was flushed pink from head to toe and her nipples stood at attention, topping those generous mounds she called the girls. The air around them was saturated with the scent of her cream and when he glanced down he saw the damp patch on her bikini pants.
“Wow.”
“Yeah.” Z looked at Rand over Sunnie’s head.
“That didn’t quite go to plan.”
“Didn’t know there was one.” Z reached down and repositioned his hard-on before his board shorts strangled the thing.
“You mentioned having one earlier.” Rand shuffled his feet and got a better grip on the sleeping Sunnie. “We should lay her down.”
“Want me to take her?” he asked.
“No. I’ve got her. Just help me pick her up and I’ll carry her to the couch.”
Z grabbed Sunnie’s hips and supported some of her weight while Rand maneuvered himself so he could slip an arm under her knees. In one smooth motion, his friend scooped her up against his chest.
“The plan?” Rand asked.
“Right, give me a minute to make that call.” He reached over and unwound Sunnie’s shirt.
“You gonna tell me?”
“I’m checking to see if my brother’s beach house is empty. If it is we’ll drive up the coast for the rest of the weekend.”
“Good idea. It’s secluded so there’s no chance of someone dropping by unexpectedly and interrupting.” Rand turned to take Sunnie to the other room.
Z tossed Sunnie’s top through the laundry door and headed for his bedroom where he’d left his phone this morning. “While she’s out we should throw some clothes together and some food. That way we won’t have to stop on the way or go out once we’re there.”
“Okay. You want to pac
k the food or Sunnie’s clothes?” Rand asked as he paused in the hallway.
“I’ll grab her stuff, you grab the supplies, but let me check with Gabe first.”
He found his phone and scrolled through his contacts until he found Gabriel’s name. Hitting Call, Z brought the device to his ear and waited from his brother to pick up.
“Yo, little dude!”
Z’s back teeth ground together. He was only one inch shorter than his brother, but Gabriel took every opportunity to remind him of the fact. “G-man.”
His brother chuckled. “Get ya every time, man.”
In spite of himself, Z smiled. Gabe was the eternal stirrer and he loved nothing more than getting a rise out of his little brother. With a shake of his head, Z got down to business. “Is the beach house empty this weekend?”
“Why? You got some hot babe on the hook you want to shack up with for a few days?”
“Yeah, actually. So can I use the house?”
“Sure, but the hot water is on the fritz so you might be taking cold showers.”
Z laughed. “We might need those cold showers if this morning is anything to go by.”
“Got a live one, have ya? Anyone I know?” Gabe asked.
Z thought about telling his brother but decided against it. The idea of the rest of the world knowing about the step the three of them were taking didn’t sit well in his gut. It wasn’t that he gave a shit about what anyone might think; more that he wanted to keep their new relationship to himself for a while. “Nah, no one you’d know.”
“Fine, keep your secrets. The key is in the usual place.”
“Thanks, Gabe.”
“No worries, but I’m expecting a full rundown next week sometime.”
“We’ll see.” Z hung up before his brother could protest any further.
“We’re going?”
Z turned to find Rand in the doorway. “Yep. Let’s get ready. With any luck we can sneak Sunnie into the car and be on our way before she’s awake enough to notice.”