Gage gazed at her, and she couldn’t see any duplicity in his clear, green gaze. By this point she was pretty much a sure thing and lying to her wouldn’t have made it any easier for him to get her naked and on his bed. She was already practically there. Her heart lurched as she smiled back at the truth she saw in his eyes. He thought she was beautiful, and that was enough.
Duke stroked her ass, and she did her best not to dwell on what he thought of the generous size of it. He wanted her, too, or he wouldn’t be here right now and he wouldn’t have looked at her the way he did earlier. She slammed the door on her negative self-talk and realized they’d both stilled again. Emma looked back and found Duke watching her and saw that Gage was doing the same.
“Welcome back, Em. Where you been?” Duke asked as he slid his hands over her shoulders soothingly and began stroking her neck where tension had formed again.
“Duke, how do you know precisely where I’m tense? That feels so good.” She could feel the tightness loosening under his grasp.
“Because of the way you hold your shoulders and sometimes tilt your head to stretch your neck muscles. Sitting behind a monitor for long hours does the same thing to mine. Gage’s too. It’s a job hazard, sort of. You worry too much, Em. We think you’re beautiful because you are. Accept it.”
Gage nodded from where he knelt in front of her and then leaned forward to kiss her hip. His trailing fingertips pulled a whimper and shudder from her as he traced them from her ribs down to the top of her curl-covered mound. One gasp piled on top of another as he slid a finger over her slit and then gently parted her. Involuntarily she went on tiptoe and tilted her head back against Duke’s shoulder, crying out softly as she felt Gage’s warm breath at her cunt. Gage slowly stroked her clit with the tip of his tongue, and she stopped breathing entirely. He did it again, and she went higher on her tiptoes as echoing waves rippled with certainty through her pussy.
One more. Just one more!
Frozen, she stood vibrating with tension as his warm breath wafted over her pussy and he dragged his tongue from her inner lips up to her clit in another leisurely stroke. The tip of his tongue flicked at the bundle of nerve endings, and her orgasm broke over her in waves. She cried out as he licked at her clit repeatedly as each pulse of her orgasm swept through her pussy.
Nearly desperate for one of them to make love to her, she grasped both their shoulders and whispered, “Please.” She wanted them both so much, and it didn’t matter which one took her first.
Gage rose, and they helped her to the big bed. She climbed over the dark-red sheets until she was in the center of the bed. Her pussy trembled with an aftershock as she watched them strip their remaining garments off. Although they both worked in the field of computer technology, it was obvious they spent plenty of time outdoors, judging by their tanned, fit physiques. They were both tall, around six foot two or three, and very lean and muscular. Duke’s biceps were large, and she wondered if he was a rock climber.
Her mind went blank as she stared at the hard-ons that both of them now stroked. Their cocks were both standing at attention, looked rock hard, and well up to the task at hand. Gage’s cock was thick and heavily veined with a dark-purple head while Duke’s was smoother but darkly colored from root to tip. Their chests were covered in curls that matched their hair color and extended in thinning trails down to the base of their cocks. Because his hair was nearly black, Duke’s happy trail was more noticeable as it extended down his abdomen to the dark nest his cock jutted from.
Desire and intent were clear in their eyes, and she watched as Gage came to her side and lay down next to her as Duke tore open the box of condoms. She was pleased to note that it was a fresh box and was glad she hadn’t had to share the condoms with some other woman they’d had up there recently. Gage stroked her inner thigh then slowly trailed his fingers up to her drenched pussy.
Duke climbed onto the bed and kissed her. “I’m going to fuck you first, Em. Then Gage is going to fuck you. Then you’ll be ours.”
His quietly spoken, vulgar words combined with the desire in his eyes shot an arrow of lust through her body, and her pussy gushed for him.
Gage murmured, “Oh, baby. You like that idea, don’t you?”
She rubbed against Gage’s fingers and whispered, “Yes. Yes, I do. I want you so much I ache.”
Duke smiled and sheathed his cock quickly. “Has it been a while, Emma?”
He already knew the answer to that question, but she smiled at him and bit her lower lip as she nodded slowly. “A long, long time.”
“I can’t wait to slide into your tight little cunt.”
Her clit throbbed at the stimulation Gage continued to provide, and she spread her legs to give him easier access as Duke took his time moving into position. He loomed over her and kissed her lips and then knelt with his ass on his heels between her parted thighs.
Duke smiled with pleasure as he gazed at her spread open like that and said, “This is the prettiest little pussy I’ve ever seen. Is she nice and wet, Gage?”
Continuing to stroke her with a fingertip, Gage said, “I’m about to come just from touching her slick, little cunt. I can’t wait for my turn.”
Emma’s pussy walls clenched in anticipation as she watched Gage and Duke stroke their hard cocks. Duke moved closer to her and rubbed the head of his cock against her clit and opening, teasing her with it. Gage played with her nipples and gave her a soft, slow kiss as Duke gently grasped her spread upper thighs and pressed the thick head of his cock to her cunt. Duke groaned as he applied more pressure when her body resisted him at first.
“Fuck, but you’re tight.”
Her pussy rippled and grew hotter and wetter at his guttural words, and the head of his cock slipped in on his next thrust.
“Oh yes, Duke,” she moaned.
His cock filled her almost to the point of pain at first, and she appreciated the time he gave her to adjust, carefully watching her before thrusting again at her nod. He felt huge inside her as he slowly claimed more and more ground with each pass.
Gage watched and then came near and whispered, “Your pussy is so pretty taking his cock, angel. You’ve got nearly all of him. Is he filling up your little cunt?”
She would’ve thought she’d be inhibited by dirty talk, but the exact opposite was true. It revved her up like she would never have believed possible. “He’s filling my pussy so tight, Gage. Duke, your cock is so huge.”
Duke groaned and chuckled as she felt his balls press against her ass. “Take it all, baby, every inch.”
“Oh, yes,” she moaned as he looked down at her.
His gray eyes smoldered as he stilled and then pulled out and thrust his entire length inside her. Pleasure coursed through her veins as he did it again, almost pulling out his full length then ramming it home again. Each time he did so, the heat and tension in her body increased. Her juices dripped down into the cleft of her ass, and she was more drenched for him with each slick pass of his shaft.
He stopped for a moment and lifted her left thigh so that her ankle rested on his shoulder, and he fingered her clit with each stroke as he resumed thrusting. His touch on her clit sent the tension inside her spiraling.
Gage leaned down and nibbled at her tight peaks, biting down gently every so often, spiking her arousal in great waves until she couldn’t contain it any longer.
Duke grasped her thigh firmly and thrust with great strength and speed as he gritted out, “Come for me, sweetheart.”
The old-fashioned endearment did it for her, and her body exploded with a massive, tumultuous wave of pleasure as she arched her back and ground against his cock, no longer in control of her movements, allowing him to control her.
She panted voicelessly as she undulated with each wave and finally found her voice on the last pulse as she lurched into Gage’s gentle arms. She pressed her forehead against Gage’s chest and cried out as one last pulse hit her, and Duke shook mightily against her and groaned loudly as he ca
me.
Emma placed her hand over Duke’s on her thigh and caught her breath, reveling in the moment. It might have been a while for her, but this experience totally made up for the dry spell. She flopped her head back and looked up at Duke and Gage. Duke looked utterly sated.
Gage looked a little overcome by the experience, too, even though he hadn’t climaxed yet, as he wiped her sweat-soaked hair away from her face. He whispered, “That was intense to watch.”
Duke stroked her thigh lovingly and said, “That was amazing, Em. You okay?” As he caught his breath, Duke pulled his softening cock from her and disposed of the condom.
“Yes, Duke. That was…beautiful.” Blushing, she put her fingertips to her lips and said, “I have a dirty mouth.”
Duke chuckled as he stroked her abdomen and gazed at her with bedroom eyes. “Hardly. But we’ll remember that you like that. Ready for Gage? I think he’s about to burst.”
Emma reached for Gage as he finished rolling on a condom. “I’m very ready for him.” And that was the honest truth because she wanted his cock inside her now as much as she’d wanted Duke’s earlier.
Gage took her wrists and gently held them above her head and kissed her until her head spun. She relaxed her thighs and tilted her hips when she felt the broad head of his cock at her opening. He was very thick, and she moaned happily as he slowly inched every bit of his big cock inside her. He went slow and deep, working with short thrusts until she thought she had him all. He pulled out and plunged in even deeper, and she cried out at how much more of him there was to take and wanted to beg for still more. She wrapped her legs around his waist and smiled as she noticed Duke watching her pussy as Gage pulled out again and slid back in.
“Damn, that is something to see. I’ve seen plenty of porn, but I’d rather watch the two of you fuck all day long. He fills your pretty little pussy up perfectly. Does he feel huge, Em?”
“Yes and so hard too. I love it! You fuck me so good,” she murmured as Gage stared into her eyes. She knew instinctively by the intensity of his green gaze that he was holding back, trying to be gentle with her. She appreciated that because she knew she’d feel this the next day.
“Angel, you’re so soft and hot. I wish I could stay inside your tight cunt all night.” He released her hands and wrapped his arms around her torso so her back was arched and she felt trapped, held utterly captive beneath him. He could do whatever he wanted to her.
She placed her hands on his cheeks and whispered, “Fuck me, Gage. You feel so good inside me. Fuck me good.”
She kissed him, and he thrust against her in a grinding motion that applied pressure to her clit with every movement. She gasped around his kiss as the tension swelled inside her to the bursting point. He didn’t change up his strokes as he watched her eyes, and she knew she could trust him to get her there.
She arched and thrust against him as he continued the slow grinding motion until the tension sprang inside her and she came again with a hoarse cry of ecstasy. Stars lit up behind her eyelids, and she thrust hard against him as her pussy rhythmically clenched around his rock-hard shaft. His breathing grew harsh and his thrusts grew more forceful until he groaned long and deep with his own release and finally relaxed over her.
He pulled her with him so that she was on top and not crushed by his weight and then lay there panting from his release. She could still feel his cock pulsing inside her and wondered what it would be like to be able to watch as her body took his in. Maybe Duke or Gage had a mirror they could use next time. And there was definitely going to be a next time.
Chapter Six
A week later, in early September…
Duke smiled sympathetically at Emma as she stared up at him with big, terrified, green eyes. Duke knew that if she had any idea how Gage felt about this particular adventure it probably would change her outlook for the better. But the “I will kill you and hide your body where no one can find it” look in Gage’s eyes told him he’d be unwise to share that insight with her.
Duke’s instructor, Gus Baker, grinned and gave him the thumbs-up, letting him know that it was time, which Duke verified with his gauge. They were nearly thirteen thousand feet above ground level. Gus knew exactly how Gage felt, which was why he grinned. Gus’s philosophy was to face your fears, and this was one Gage needed to face, too. Hell, he put it on his bucket list, so he has no one but himself to blame.
Frigid air blew through the open door of the twin-engine airplane, and he patted Emma’s hand when she held on to his forearm. Duke was certified to solo skydive, and Emma was tandem jumping with his instructor today. Gage was also tandem-jumping with another instructor, like it or not.
Over the noise of the aircraft, Duke said to Emma, “You know you’re safe with Gus, right?”
Emma never blinked as she stared at him with round, frightened eyes and nodded. “Uh-huh!”
“You okay, Em? You’re not going to pass out on me, are you?” He had to speak loudly over the wind.
“Uh-uh!” she hollered as she shook her head negatively. She was pale, but Emma’s skin color tended to be that way. Her eyes were slightly dilated as she licked her lips and hummed to herself as she looked toward the open doorway. She looked back at him as though she wanted to say something else but seemed hesitant.
She had pulled her hair into two neat ponytails behind her ears to keep it out of her face during the jump, and he gently tugged at the ends as he said, “What’s got you looking so scared, Em? You know we’ve got you, right? Gus won’t let anything happen to you.”
“Uh-huh!” She looked around self-consciously at the other occupants of the small plane.
“Can you tell me?” he asked, pointing to his ear as he leaned down close to her. Gus approached, looking ready to hook Emma’s harness up to his. Duke held up a hand, and Gus nodded and stopped to talk to one of the other instructors.
She glanced at the others again, who were all lining up near the open door, waiting their turn, then turned to him and said, “What if I pee?”
“Huh?”
“What if I freak out and wet my pants?”
Duke schooled the smile on his face, not wanting her to think he was laughing at her. He recalled being pissing scared the first time he jumped out of an airplane. “Do you have to pee?”
“No.”
“Then I doubt you will. But if you do, we will say we encountered a duck up there and he peed on you.”
In the height of her adrenaline rush, she seemed to mull that over for a moment and nodded her head. “Okay.”
“Is there anything else that has you worried?”
“Besides jumping out of a perfectly good airplane?” She adjusted her goggles and smiled sheepishly and said, “Thank you for not laughing at me.”
Duke grinned and wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her reassuringly. They’d made love for the first time the weekend before. Unfortunately, his and Gage’s work schedule had taken them out of town on a surveillance and investigation job with Ace and Kemp that had wound up lasting most of the week. The frustrating thing about it was that the job had been mostly sitting around, watching and waiting, which left him with a lot of time on his hands. The same was true of Gage, who had been even more quiet than normal.
The only good thing about the time away from Emma and Divine was that it gave them ample opportunity to talk about the intricacies of a ménage relationship. They’d known from the outset that last Sunday night wasn’t a one-night stand, and Duke had made it clear to her afterward because he knew Emma was prone to worrying.
She’d been disappointed about their trip out of town but had understood completely and reminded them that her hours could be just as strange and brutal at times. If they were willing to deal with that, then so was she.
They’d made it up to her as much as they were able by calling her several times in the evening during the week. Her sexy, velvety-toned voice on the phone had a torturous effect on both him and Gage as they’d taken turns talking to her. T
hey talked about all sorts of things, but her soothing voice kept him semierect the whole time. One night, when they’d talked about the ménage, he’d needed relief in a hot shower afterward and wondered if she’d felt the same way.
Perhaps she’d opted to play with the unusual sex toy they’d watched her purchase while they’d been doing surveillance work at Discretion. Thoughts like that had only served to fuel his own fantasies of catching her in the act and providing her with the real thing.
While away, he’d also set up the little adventure they were now on, crossing off the second item on the to-do list since she didn’t consider making love to both of them separately in one night to be a true ménage. That was okay by him. They’d get to it eventually, judging by the twinkle in her eye.
When it was nearly time for them to jump, Emma asked, “Gus, how many times you have done this?”
Gus had hooked up to her harness and made sure she was secured properly, and then they’d scooted closer to the doorway as skydivers began exiting the plane. “Doc, I’ve made six thousand jumps in the last ten years.”
Duke grinned because he could tell she was doing the math in her head when her fingers twitched slightly. “That’s a lot.” The notion seemed to settle her a little. “Duke, how about you?”
“One hundred and thirty-three jumps in the last five years. Gus took me on my first tandem jump.”
Emma smiled and seemed much more at ease. She reached out a hand to Gage and said, “And you and I are the newbies, huh?”
Duke laughed when Gage rolled his eyes and grinned back at her. “That’s right, angel. You and I are the newbies.”
Emma snorted, beckoned him close, and said something in his ear that caused him to laugh and nod.
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