Lawyering Up

by Daniels, Wynter

  His words breathed fresh excitement into her. He was right. She tended to overthink everything. If she was completely honest with herself, this was something she’d been longing to do for years. And who better, who could she trust with this fantasy more than her two dear friends?

  “What do you want to do?” Rudy skimmed a finger over her mouth then followed with his lips.

  The soft kiss woke the molten lust simmering just below the surface. “I want to see your bedroom.” She squared her shoulders, got up and took the belt from Rudy. “Come on, boys. I’m all better now.” She didn’t have to tell them twice.

  Rudy led the way to the master bedroom, which was pure Rudy. The walls were painted a muted mossy green and the windows and king-size four-poster bed were covered in crimson-and-green patterned fabric. For a rough and tough manly guy, he had great decorating taste. He’d helped her pick out the décor for the apartment she rented her senior year at college.

  Glass sliding doors opened into a small screened patio with lush foliage and a hot tub.

  Pete gestured to the yard. “Anybody want to get in? Might relax you, Em.”

  Rudy flipped a switch and lights came on, illuminating the outside in a splash of color. “It’s small, but I don’t mind getting cozy.”

  Both men waited for her answer.

  “Why not?”

  Rudy strode through then lifted the cover off the tub. “Towels are over there.” He motioned to a wicker shelving unit in the corner.

  The guys climbed into the water, naked and hot.

  Knowing that soon they were going to double-team her sent a shiver of excitement up her spine. She sat on the edge of the tub wearing only her black lace bra and panties.

  Pete offered her a hand in. She let him help her climb inside then she slipped under the water to her chin. The heat and bubbles conspired to relax her even more than the alcohol had. “This feels great.”

  Rudy pulled her in front of him so she was sitting with her back to him, between his legs. He wrapped his arm around her to hold her close. “This is nice, huh?” He nuzzled her neck and glided his hand up to cup her breast. Then he rolled her pebbled point between his fingers.

  Inside a heartbeat, her libido roared higher. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and he started rubbing her between her legs. Then Pete was there, kissing her mouth and massaging her other breast.

  God, she’d never experienced so much delight all at once. Swamped in lust, she gave in to her carnal needs and felt another orgasm rising inside her. Her world shrank to the hot tub and the men inside it. She whimpered with helpless abandon.

  She could practically taste her climax when Rudy stopped what he was doing. “Not yet, sweetheart.”

  No! “What? You can’t stop now.”

  But he merely laughed. Pete lifted himself to the ledge then swung his legs over the side and grabbed towels. “Let’s go inside.”

  Aching with longing, she had no choice but to wrap herself in a towel and follow them inside. “Why’d you do that?”

  “Maybe we want to tease you a little more.” Rudy turned the lights low, which went a long way to make her more comfortable in her state of nearly nude. The guys discarded their towels then Rudy sat on the edge of the bed. “Come here.” He patted the mattress.

  Swallowing hard, she closed the distance between them and he took away her towel. “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes.”

  His wicked grin set her on fire. Pete came up behind her and started fiddling with the hooks on the back of her bra. Then he peeled the wet garment off her and hung it over a chair.

  She felt so vulnerable, so exposed. Rudy caught her breast and sucked the erect nipple into his mouth. She nearly came unglued when he scraped his teeth over the sensitive peak.

  Meanwhile, Pete rolled her panties down her legs. She kicked them away as Pete lifted her arms over her head. Taking both her wrists in one of his hands, he fastened them with Rudy’s belt.

  Her breath grew ragged as the men laid her across the bed, bound and horny as hell. God this was hot. She’d never been so turned on. Pete kneeled by her head and held his cock over her lips. How could she feel so helpless and so empowered all at once?

  She licked the head of his shaft and inwardly smiled at his pleasured growl, once so familiar. His cock hardened and grew in her mouth. He slid his erection farther inside. She grazed her teeth gently over the surface, remembering how he used to love that years ago. He rewarded her with a throaty moan.

  Rudy climbed onto the bed and opened her legs wide. “Beautiful.” He ran his hands up her thighs, veering close to her entrance, then retreating.

  Her first instinct was to pull her legs together but she resisted the urge. She needed this so badly. She lifted her hips, desperate for him to pay her pussy some attention. Again, he skimmed the inside of her thighs with skilled hands then teased her by grazing his finger over her slit.

  Pete’s cock pulsed in her mouth. She sucked and licked and flicked her tongue around it but she couldn’t keep her concentration from heading south.

  Rudy spread her intimate lips, blew on her most private, very exposed flesh. Ribbons of ecstasy unraveled inside her. He dipped the very tip of his tongue along her furls and her hips automatically vaulted.

  She struggled against the binding at her wrists, reminding herself she was completely, deliciously at their mercy.

  Rudy finally pushed two fingers inside her and she shattered in climax. A sweet, burning flood enveloped her. She moaned and twisted and shook as Rudy wrung every drop of pleasure from her body.

  Pete withdrew his cock from her mouth then cupped her cheek and kissed her full on the lips. He glanced toward Rudy and the two apparently communicated somehow, although Emmy was still reeling from her orgasm and not really paying attention.

  Pete flipped her over and lifted her to her knees so she was on all fours. Then he took her wrists and fastened them to one of the bedposts, forcing her to lean on her elbows.

  “You like it from behind, sweetheart?” Rudy’s voice.

  Oh God, he was going to fuck her. “Please, yes.”

  “You’re enjoying being tied up, aren’t you?”

  “Yes.” She lifted her ass and made sure her knees were wide enough apart.

  “You wanted me to do something else with that belt before, didn’t you?”

  She swallowed but said nothing.

  Pete stroked her hair. “You want to try a little rough play, don’t you, baby?” He dragged his thumb across her entrance, teased a finger inside her only a little, then withdrew.

  “You want to feel that belt snap on your gorgeous ass, don’t you?” Rudy asked. “Or maybe my hand, hmm?”

  She glanced over her shoulder at him. He was grinning. He wanted to spank her as much as she wanted to be spanked. She could see it in his eyes. It felt too wicked to have to voice it so she merely nodded.

  The first slap came swiftly and stung a little. By the fifth, she was writhing as the pain mingled with pleasure.

  “You’ve been a very bad girl tonight, haven’t you?” Rudy cooed.

  “Mm.” She caught her lower lip between her teeth.

  Another swat. The sweet burn made her gasp. He turned up the heat when he slid a finger over her entrance, barely touching her. “I can’t wait to bury my cock in you.” He centered his palm over her pussy, rubbed her mound as she squirmed and moaned. “I think I need to fuck you really hard.”

  “Yes, please.” The anticipation was torturous.

  “Please what?”

  “Please fuck me. Hard.” She wasn’t used to talking so dirty, but there was something freeing about it.

  Rudy tore open a condom packet. Seconds later, the head of his cock pushed inside her. Her muscles twitched in welcome.

  He entered her slowly, inch by exquisite inch. As soon Rudy started thrusting, Pete pushed his cock against her cheek until she took him inside her mouth again.

  She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror ove
r the dresser. Damn but the scene looked hot with Rudy behind her and Pete near her head.

  Rudy gripped her hips and stroked faster, harder. Her intimate muscles stretched to accommodate him. She wondered if she even could as he moved deep inside her. Then he reached around her to massage her pussy. God, had she ever felt anything as wonderful? She teetered on the brink of bliss.

  Pete pulled out of her mouth when she started moaning. He bent to kiss her and she detonated in a mind-blowing orgasm. Every nerve in her body was electrified with ecstasy. He broke the kiss and closed his fist over his hard cock. “You’re even more gorgeous when you come.”

  Her climax went on and on. Rudy tightened his grasp on her and pounded into her as her inner walls clenched relentlessly. His rhythm built to a savage pace as he claimed her with his virility.

  He let out a deep growl, threw his head back and rutted on her. “Yes. Oh, fuck, yes.” He took his pleasure, emptied himself inside her. One last time he jerked into her then hung his head, panting. “Oh, Emmy.”

  She’d never felt more like a woman.

  Pete untied her hands while Rudy disposed of the condom. She rubbed her sore wrists but didn’t regret being bound. Quite the contrary.

  Rudy returned from the bathroom holding a piece of black cloth. “Still trust us?”

  “Isn’t it obvious that I do?” She sat in the middle of the bed and motioned to the fabric in his hand. “What’s that for?”

  There was that mischievous glint in his eyes again. “It’s for you.” He climbed onto the bed behind her and fastened the cloth around her eyes as a blindfold.

  A pleasant ache started low in her belly. “You’re full of surprises.”

  “You have no idea,” he said.

  The bed creaked as both men got off. She turned her head to try to follow their sound. Feet shuffled on the carpet. Then one of them picked her up and set her down on the other man’s lap.

  “That’s good,” Pete said.

  Okay, she was on Pete’s lap, facing him, his stubbly chin grazing her cheek. She set her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Rudy lifted her from her waist and Pete pushed his erection into her entrance. One of them held her hips and the other tugged on her nipples. She was helpless, at their disposal and it felt wonderful.

  She tightened around Pete’s shaft and delighted in his pleasured groan, knowing she was bringing him closer to his orgasm. He dug his fingers into her sides and directed her movement as he thrust up and into her.

  Rudy’s breath fanned over the back of her neck. He bit her earlobe and pinched her painfully erect nipples. Lush, delicious sensations overloaded all her circuits. She’d landed in nirvana.

  She rolled her hips, putting his strokes exactly where she needed them. Someone—had to be Rudy—took her wrists from Pete’s shoulders and held them in his strong hand. She could no longer hang on to anything or direct her own movements.

  All decisions about what, how and where were taken from her. She didn’t need to think or direct, only feel. Leaning back against Rudy’s strong chest, she relinquished all control. She was a princess and a prisoner, freer than she’d ever been in her bondage.

  Pete quivered against her and she could feel him holding back, hanging onto his control by a thread, filling her with his lust. In her mind she saw his expression—his clenched jaw, the corded muscles on his neck, his reddened, sweat-slick skin.

  Her body sang with joy. She never knew that completely letting go could be so fulfilling. With her sight extinguished, all other senses sharpened. Pete’s ragged breaths, Rudy’s hungry growls, the earthy male smell of the guys. Someone started rubbing her pussy, overwhelming her with blessed delirium.

  So many hands touched her, more than she could keep up with. She’d thought she was spent, but another orgasm was within her reach. The buildup pushed her higher, closer to her peak. A deluge of rhapsody, more than she’d ever thought possible, overtook her as she exploded in wave after wonderful wave of bliss.

  Pete’s climax took hold at the same time and he made those primal, primitive sounds she remembered so well. He rocked in unison with her, their bodies convulsing in pleasure.

  Lord, she’d never had so many orgasms. Every ounce of energy floated from her body. She leaned back against Rudy’s hot, slick torso, completely drained, more sated than she’d ever dreamed possible.

  After Rudy removed her blindfold, the three of them settled in the bed together as if that was the most natural thing to do. With Pete on her left and Rudy on her right, Emmy wondered where they went from here. Despite what they both said about the tryst not destroying their friendship, she wondered if they’d all feel differently when the euphoric afterglow and the alcohol-induced haze faded.

  Chapter Five

  The pungent aroma of coffee coaxed Emmy awake. Her whole body was sore, but in a good way, as if she’d had the best workout of her life. Which she had. She slid her hand over the mattress, searching for hard, male bodies, but she was alone in the bed.

  She sat up just as Pete entered the room wearing only a towel cinched around his waist. His body was still wet from the shower, glistening and smelling of soap.

  “Hey, sleepy. Have any good dreams? I sure did.” He sat on the edge of the bed and gave her that adorable crooked smile.

  “I don’t think we were dreaming. Last night was…” She reached for an appropriate adjective, but none seemed fitting. What was the superlative of the best, most amazing time ever?

  “Yeah, it was.” He threaded his fingers through her hair and reeled her in for a kiss. He tasted minty and inviting.

  “Don’t start without me.” Rudy came in carrying a tray loaded down with all sorts of goodies—pancakes, eggs, bacon, cheese grits and English muffins. “Let me go get the coffee. After breakfast maybe we can get back into the hot tub, hmm?” He set his burden on a table near the bed.

  Wow. Were they going to extend their date? Had she died and gone to heaven?

  Pete got up and headed to the tray. He swiped a slice of bacon and ate it in one bite. “Man, I think I’m going to like this arrangement. Apparently Rudy likes to cook.” He sniffed the food.

  Arrangement?

  Did that mean they were going to do what they’d done last night again? She pulled the sheet around her and set her feet on the floor. Where had she left her clothes?

  Rudy returned with a pot of coffee and three mugs. “Pete, grab the newspaper, would you? I left it on the kitchen counter.”

  Emmy scratched her head. “What’s going on here?”

  Rudy questioned her with his eyes.

  “Is this what you do after a…you know, a threesome?” She accepted a cup of coffee from him.

  He laughed as he set the coffee and cups on the table. “We’re not your average threesome, sweetheart. We’re friends. I thought we could spend the day together. Unless you have other plans.”

  He slipped off his gym shorts and set them on the dresser. Then he came toward her, all naked male beauty. He sat on the bed and stroked a calloused thumb over her cheek, igniting erotic memories of the night before. “We can read the paper, have a leisurely breakfast, maybe a dip in the hot tub. Then…whatever feels good.” The way he lifted an eyebrow assured her whatever feels good meant more of what they’d done last night.

  A wave of arousal spread through her along with a shot of renewed confidence. Apparently she wasn’t the only one who had a great time. She shifted closer to him on the bed and kissed him.

  He laid her down on the mattress, cupped her breast and slid his granite-hard thigh over her legs. “Maybe we’ll switch the order around and play first, huh? I don’t mind reheated food.”

  But before she could answer, Pete shouted a curse from another room, then a giant boom seemed to shake the walls.

  Rudy climbed off her and they both raced out of the room and down the hallway. They found Pete on the kitchen floor holding his leg.

  “I slipped.” He managed a strained chuckle but his furrowed brow gave away
that he’d hurt himself.

  Rudy slapped his forehead. “God, I’m so sorry. I spilled coffee on the floor and I was going to come back to wipe it up but…” He stole a glance at Emmy. “I got a little sidetracked.”

  She kneeled on the tile floor and looked at Pete’s leg. It was swelling up before their eyes. “I need an icepack,” she told Rudy.

  He jumped into action, handing her a zippered bag of ice covered in a dishtowel in less than a minute.

  She held the pack in place. Pete winced as he tried to wiggle his foot. “I think we need to go to the ER, guys.”

  Pete shook his head. “Nah. I’m sure it’ll be better in a minute.”

  But as the time ticked past, his ankle grew to twice its normal size.

  “Hospital it is.” Rudy dressed in a hurry then brought Pete a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.

  This was not how Emmy had envisioned the day, but after they’d scarfed down a few bites of the delicious breakfast Rudy had prepared, they helped Pete hobble to Rudy’s car and they all headed to the hospital.

  * * * * *

  The wait in the emergency room seemed endless. When they left with Pete on crutches, the sun was starting to set. Rudy helped him into the front seat of his Jeep. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am, buddy.”

  Pete waved away the apology. “Quit saying that. And I don’t want your first-born child. It’s only sprained, not that big a deal. Doctor said a week off work and then I should be able to go back on desk duty for the next month. But I’m a badass so maybe I’ll be healed in half that time.”

  They all laughed as Rudy drove out of the parking lot.

  An idea popped into Emmy’s head. “My boss keeps telling me if I don’t use my vacation days by the end of the year I’ll lose them. How about I take the week off to play nurse for you?”

  Pete shook his head but then he glanced over his shoulder at her. “Would you wear one of those sexy nurse outfits?”

  “Hell, I’d take the week off for that too. We can have a stay-cation and reintroduce ourselves. Well, more than we did last night. It’ll be like a reunion. With benefits.” Rudy turned into a drugstore. “I’m going to fill Pete’s prescription for painkillers. Why don’t you check out that lingerie place, Em?” He tipped his chin at a small storefront a few doors down in the shopping plaza.