Unexpected Pleasures [Pleasure, Montana 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  “What about him?” It was safer to toss the ball back into her court. The problem was the longer they stood there, the easier it would be for Sarah to lose her courage. Fuck it. Mason approached her. “Let’s get you undressed.”

  Keeping their eyes locked, he unzipped her damp shirt, hoping she didn’t swat his hands away. When she didn’t, his cock twitched. He pulled the material over her head and dropped the top on the floor. He’d worry about picking it up later.

  He lowered his gaze to her full breasts. “Jesus, Sarah.” She stiffened and lifted her arms to cover herself, but he stopped her. “Let me look. You’re so beautiful.” His voice nearly cracked but he didn’t care. As long as he didn’t frighten her, he’d be good.

  Once more her face turned a pretty cherry red, contrasting her pale blonde hair and soft hazel eyes. Not clasping her to his chest took most of his willpower, but he needed to test the waters. Lightly, he dragged a finger along the top of her white lace bra and the smooth skin nearly burned him.

  His cock pressed painfully against his zipper, and even though he was wet, he wanted her naked first. The need to taste her consumed him. Consequences be damned. Cupping the sides of her breasts, he leaned close and nibbled on her bottom lip, praying she didn’t bolt. When she moaned and pressed against his palms, his balls drew up tight. He’d never be able to take it slow enough.

  His thumbs brushed over her bra and when her nipples gently protruded, he lost it. He devoured her lips and lowered his arms to her ass. Dragging her closer he begged for entrance, and when she offered herself to him, he dove right in. Their tongues jockeyed for position, and from the way her breaths were coming fast, she was losing control, too. Sarah was so perfect. Never before had he lost all reason.

  He broke the kiss, his pulse racing. “I have to have you.” Please don’t turn me down.

  She responded by digging her hands into his waistband and tugging out his shirt. He debated helping her, but he didn’t want to fuck it up by going too fast.

  Once she freed the material, Sarah took little time undoing the buttons. Even though she sped through the chore, he loved how her lips contorted with a bit of effort.

  She drew open his shirt and her eyes widened. “Holy shit.”

  From her smile, he figured she was pleased. Yes! “You can touch all you want.”

  Her grin came out fast and sincere. With no more pressure than a feather, she ran her fingers down her chest then back up again. “Nice.”

  “I’m glad you like it.” He captured her hand and lowered it to his waistband. “I believe you were in the middle of doing something else.”

  Or had she only opened the top bottom to ease out his shirt? Too late now. She knew what he wanted.

  “How careless of me. I lecture my students on always finishing what they’ve started.” Her deft fingers yanked apart the buttons on his jeans and the release was fantastic.

  “Turnabout is fair play. Besides, I don’t want you to get cold sitting in those wet pants.”

  “Couldn’t have that.” She leaned over, most likely to take off her boots, when he decided he wanted to have the honor. He scooped her up and placed her on the bed.

  She squealed. “The spread will get wet.”

  “Tsk, tsk. I’ll have to remedy that.” As quickly as he could, he pulled off her boots. Fortunately, her socks were still dry. Her pants, however, hadn’t faired as well. “Scoot back to the middle.”

  She lifted her hips and he had no trouble removing her jeans. He was careful, however, to keep her matching white panties on. He didn’t think she was quite ready to be totally naked.

  He whistled. “Boy, are you a sight to see.” She placed her palms over her belly. He leaned over and removed them. “Uh-uh. I love every curve of your luscious body. Hiding is strictly forbidden.”

  “But I’ve gained so much weight.”

  In his opinion, she’d been too thin when they’d first met. “I like the way you look now. Better, in fact, than before.”

  She cocked a brow and relaxed. Hopefully she could hear the truth in his tone. Sarah pushed up on her elbows. “Now it’s my turn.”

  The moment her fingers got anywhere near his cock, he’d be worse than a fifteen-year-old during his first sexual encounter. To think he was a trained military man. If he was still serving, the men would laugh him out of the corps.

  Mason stepped back. “I’m an equal opportunity guy.” He held out his hands.

  She smiled. “How about taking off your boots?”

  They could be difficult to remove. Standing on one leg, he took off the first one then the other. Making love in socks would be uncool, so he discarded them, too. All he had left was an open shirt, briefs, and jeans.

  “It’s your call.” He grinned and more heat colored her pretty cheeks.

  She moved to the end of the bed, looked up at him with wonder, and then tugged on his jeans. Because they were quite damp, she had to struggle a bit to lower them. When she finally managed to push them to his knees, he stepped back. “Allow me.”

  Seconds later, he stood in his briefs. Decisions, decisions. His briefs or her bra and panties? His cock made the choice. Now dry, he crawled on the bed and straddled her. He thought she’d freak by having him loom over her, but she placed her hands on his shoulders and slightly drew him close.

  In a flash, he dropped to his elbows and devoured her mouth. There was no holding back now. She’d taken her finger out of the dam and nothing would stop him—other than her calling a halt to their activities. From the way she was returning his kiss, that wasn’t likely to happen.

  Oh, shit. His wallet, that happened to contain a condom, sat on the kitchen counter. Leaving now would ruin so much. “Are you on the pill? I’ve been tested and am clean.” He held his breath. He’d respect whatever she told him.

  “I’m good.”

  The heavens were aligning nicely, but there was always the fear that Liam might decide to barge in at any moment. He wanted to spend hours exploring her body, but his hormones were pushing him to move faster.

  He trailed tiny kisses over her chin and down her throat, trying not to rough up her satiny smooth skin. “I love how you smell. You’re windswept with a tang of roses.”

  “You are such a poet.” She smiled, placed her hands on top of his head, and rubbed his hair between her fingers.

  Her moan set him off again. He had to taste her. Not willing to work the clasp on the back of her bra, he lifted the bra over her tits. The sight nearly did him in.

  He shook his head in wonderment, and then pounced. As he drew one nipple into his mouth, she arched her back. That one move was more than he could have hoped for. Being with her was right on so many levels.

  Circling her bud with his tongue, he rubbed the other one to a peak. She was so deliciously sensitive.

  “Harder, Mason.”

  Was Sarah one to appreciate what a little pain could do? Never one to turn down such a plea, he sucked with more intensity, using his teeth to pull the nipple taut. She groaned and his cock turned to steel. He slipped a hand behind her back and freed her breasts.

  “Ahh.” He smiled at her response.

  “I need to taste all of you.”

  Her long inhale told him she’d love being licked and sucked. Mason slid between her legs and lowered her panties. “Holy fuck, angel.” She was waxed or shaven clean. Whatever the method, the effect caused pre-cum to leak out of his cock. The worry lines between her brows cut him deep. “I love it.” He grinned to reassure her. “I’ll show you how much.”

  Chapter Nine

  This was insane. Sure Sarah had known these men for months, and yes, her best friend had vouched for them, but it was one thing to let them protect her and another to give them her heart.

  You lost your heart to them two months ago.

  Mason slipped off her panties and then widened her legs. She should be freaking out at the lack of control, but with Mason it seemed so right. Guilt swamped her though. What about Liam? Wa
sn’t he waiting for them to eat their sundaes together? He had to know what they were doing. Was he mad? Or did he understand?

  When Mason opened her folds and swiped a tongue down the middle, the need for answers disappeared. She clamped down on his head and squeezed. “Yes.”

  It had been close to a year since she’d been with a man, and she prayed she didn’t act too needy or touch him where he didn’t like.

  “Oh, angel. I could drink your sweet honey for hours.”

  That had to be bravado. “I’d like to see you try.”

  He nabbed her clit in response and sparks shot off in every direction. Desire swamped her. Now she realized she was way out of her league. How had she even thought she might want to experience two men? That was plumb crazy. She’d have been a puddle of lustful goo if both Mason and Liam touched her at once.

  Mason swirled a finger around her wet opening and the anticipation of him licking her caused pulses to trip up her spine.

  Put it in.

  While a finger would be small compared to his cock, she yearned for some friction.

  “Do you like when I do this?” he asked.

  Why was he tormenting her? From all her moans and grunts, he had to know. He just wanted her hear her beg. If she thought it would do some good, she might.

  “I guess.”

  The growl he gave forced her to swallow her smile.

  He slipped two fingers into her hole and she nearly shot off the bed. “Is this more to your liking?”

  Damn. She bucked her hips. “It’s getting better.” Surely, he could see through her lie.

  He laughed and curled the two fingers, hitting her G-spot on the first try. The man was a master and she was such a novice. “Oh, God.” That outburst had been unplanned.

  “So you’re not immune.” He leaned over and licked her clit so many times, she had to grit her teeth not to come.

  She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he’d turned her on more than any other man alive. She wasn’t going to last much longer. “May I suck on your cock?”

  “No.”

  What? “That’s not fair.”

  “What’s fair is me lasting long enough to impale you like you deserve. Given how nothing I do really affects you, I’ll have to fuck your pussy for a long time. It might take hours for you to reach your climax.”

  It would take minutes, if not seconds, and he knew that. The man was insufferable. When he nabbed her clit between his teeth and gently tugged, she yelled his name.

  Mason looked up and smiled. “Maybe I misjudged you.”

  “Fuck you.” She then grinned.

  “I thought for our first time, I’d do the honors.”

  “Then hurry.”

  The man laughed. Jerk. Mason crawled up her body, licked his way around her belly button, and captured one of her breasts with his large palm. His rough tongue sent shivers and heat through her veins, igniting her body.

  Quicker than she believed possible, Mason sat on the bed and discarded his briefs. Her eyes probably bugged out.

  She nodded to his huge erection. “I’m not so sure about that fitting.”

  “Don’t worry, angel. I’ll get you nice and ready. By the time I fuck your tight cunt, it’ll slide right in.”

  She laughed at his dirty words, which, she suspected, were meant to ease the tension. Giving him all of the control wasn’t right. Since he was sitting next to her, she drew her legs under her and sat on her heels.

  Without asking if she could lick him this time, she cupped his balls, drew his cock to her mouth, and drove down on him. His girth stretched her mouth wide. Oh, my. Too bad the tip of his dick banged into the back of her throat before she’d even taken in half his length.

  Mason clamped a hand on her shoulder and held on tight. “Jesus, Sarah.”

  She loosened her lips a little. From the amount of pre-cum oozing out the top, she feared he might explode without her. If she’d come this far, she was damn well going to make sure she had the best sex in her life. And that meant he’d have to wait for her.

  So lost in thought, she stroked his long shaft a bit too hard and his hand came down on top of hers.

  “That’s enough, angel. I can’t wait any longer.”

  Halleluiah!

  He tapped her hip. “How about getting on your elbows and knees.”

  Instantly, the image of his big cock penetrating her ass came to mind. She squeezed her ass cheeks. “I’ve never had a cock back there.”

  He leaned over and kissed her while he stroked one cheek. “We’ll leave that pleasure until later.”

  Quicker than she could say Mason’s name, she flipped over, waiting to share the intimate moment with this fantastic man. He’d always been tender and caring, but she got the sense there was a part of him that he’d held back.

  Mason nudged open her legs and her honey dripped down her leg. How embarrassing was that?

  He made a big deal out of sniffing the air. “I think I’ll fit just fine.”

  When he leaned over and cupped her breasts, need prickled over her body. His fingers were long and strong, and he knew the perfect amount of tension to put on the tips. Every time he rotated or squeezed her sensitive nipples, bolts of electricity shot straight to her pussy, lighting her up from the inside out—and his cock hadn’t even breached her entrance.

  She prayed for the strength to last.

  “You ready, angel?”

  “Yes.”

  As he nibbled his way from one shoulder blade to the other, he pressed his cock against her opening.

  “Don’t tighten up on me, or I’ll lose it.”

  She didn’t believe him. From the way he handled his job, he had a lot of control, but she nodded anyway. Sarah shut her eyes, wanting to forget the abduction, Mr. Dunwoody’s empty stare, and that horrible Harrison Kaplan. Before she could list any more horrors, his thick dick penetrated her and her breath hitched. He was huge!

  “Easy now. Just breathe.”

  As she inhaled, he lifted both breasts in one hand and slid his palm down her belly. When he wiggled her clit, her body imploded, and she pressed her hips back for more contact. His cock slid in partway, stretching her wide, but the sensation caught her on fire. She dropped her head and sucked in large mouthfuls of air.

  “Yes, yes, yes.”

  She would have thought her pronouncement would have made him plow in. Instead, he took his time, easing in and out in a steady rhythm. She wanted to take in all of him, to experience having a real man inside her, but he must have feared he’d hurt her.

  She rocked slowly back and forth, waiting until the head of his cock hit her back wall. He grunted, covered only one breast, and drove into her. Her eyes popped open. Oh, good Lord.

  He slid the hand playing with her clit to her arm and rubbed. “Easy, angel.”

  Easy? There was nothing easy about having him inside her. Because she was so turned on, her lubricants slickened her walls. Both of his hands clasped her waist and he pulled out and plowed right back in.

  “You are so fucking tight, angel. I can’t get enough of you.”

  Those words set her astounding climax in motion. The friction from his cock burst her pussy into flames, and there was nothing she could do to stop the powerful lust from consuming her.

  “I’m coming!”

  He dropped his head onto her shoulder and returned one hand to her cunt. When he rubbed his thumb over her clit, stars burst behind her lids. Time stood still. Her world spun as she let him take over her mind and body. Her slick juices trickled down her thigh as he pressed and pistoned into her.

  “Angel!” His hot cum shot hard into her, heating her body to the max. His cock pulsed and throbbed to the beat of his heart.

  Her own orgasm had swamped her so hard, no thoughts other than how amazing Mason Sax was entered her brain. How long he remained inside her, she couldn’t say.

  She vaguely remembered him withdrawing and telling her to rest. Then he dragged a warm cloth between
her legs. So relaxed, she might have fallen asleep had the bedroom door not opened.

  Every sense shot to high alert. With monumental effort, she lifted onto her elbows. Liam stood there with a shit-eating grin on his face, waving the Cool Whip and chocolate sauce.

  “Dessert, anyone?”

  * * * *

  Liam knew it was probably relationship suicide to have barged in on Sarah, but no man could have withstood the torture of picturing her naked beneath Mason. Her moans and groans had tested his resolve, but Mason must have had his reasons for taking her first. “Taking one for the team” just took on new meaning.

  So here he was waving the Cool Whip and chocolate sauce feeling like a complete idiot.

  “Sorry, honey.”

  Mase looked over at her. “It’s just Liam.”

  Just Liam. What the fuck did that mean? Was he the resident eunuch or something? “I wanted to see what was taking you two so long.” He doubted either would believe he didn’t know.

  It pained him to see her covering her perfect breasts with her arm and her gloriously naked pussy with her hand. His cock throbbed something fierce. Holy shit, but she was gorgeous.

  Mason grinned. “I think you’ve figured it out. How about giving us a minute. We’ll be right out.”

  “Sure.” He closed the door and plastered his back against the wall. By the healthy glow on Sarah’s face, she’d been well loved. That part was good. As he walked back to the kitchen, he wondered if Sarah would be amenable to loving them both. He and Mason had a tacit agreement that they shared, but what if the woman of their dreams didn’t want to?

  His gut soured at the thought. “I’ll have to convince her.”

  Chapter Ten

  To Sarah’s delight, when she and Mason returned to the kitchen after making love, Liam had gone all out and set up the sundae fixings. She was thrilled he didn’t seem the least bit upset that she’d made love with Mason. Did he not care? Were the rumors of them sharing untrue? Asking him was totally out of her comfort zone though, so she pretended as if nothing had happened.