She stood. “Sleep tight.”
“You’re moving back in, right?”
“I’ll stay for as long as you need me.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek. If she allowed herself any closer contact, she might not be able to stop.
The men were in the office when she entered the living room. Someone had placed her two suitcases outside her bedroom door. She’d unpack first, then see about enticing the men to some rumpus-room antics. Being in this house brought out all her urges again. Maybe if they saw her naked, servicing herself, they might want to participate. It was a free world. She could do what she wanted, or so she tried to convince herself.
Yes, she was mad at them, but holding a grudge wasn’t good for anyone. They had to do what they did. The company was failing. Cutting off the research made sense, but dammit, they could have handled her better. If they’d taken the time to explain the situation in more detail, she might have understood and not reacted so badly. They all needed to work on their communication skills.
In truth, she’d run out on them before she gave them a chance to explain. She was guilty of ruining this relationship as much as they were. This pattern had to stop. Starting today, she’d be the old Jillian, loving, sexy, and irresistible. She also wouldn’t jump to conclusions without exploring their reasons further.
She unpacked and put on a red silk thong, a pair of short shorts, and a rather see-through white cotton crop top. No bra was required for what she had in mind. Traipsing out in her spiked pumps, she headed straight to the rumpus room, which conveniently sat next to the office. Her moans would surely draw the men in. Hopefully, she could get Frank and Rod to join in her fun. Despite the less-than-warm welcome, she believed she could bring them to their knees. Literally.
Chapter 16
As quietly as possible, Jillian closed the rumpus room door behind her. She didn’t want to spoil the surprise before she had time to set her plan into action. The far wall looked fuller than before, as if they’d gotten in a new shipment of goodies. Her eyes widened at the possibilities. Yes, she loved the nipplettes and the clit stimulators, but this wasn’t about her. What would turn the men on more?
Hmm. Choices, choices.
She grabbed what looked like a two-pronged dildo, called a Rabbit. Interesting. After reading the package directions, her face heated up at its promise to please, and her pussy sent out a gush of moisture at the thought of having sex again—even if it was with a plastic robotic device. According to the package, the Rabbit’s ears were designed to tickle her clit, while the spring-loaded cock pumped up and down. She wasn’t sure what the round pearls would do, but she was game to find out. The five vibration levels had to be a good thing, right?
After ripping open the package and setting the dildo aside, she ran her gaze along the shelves. Her nipples wanted equal treatment, and the nipple clamps looked like they’d get the job done.
She lifted her top above her breasts. She could have sworn they were larger already from the pregnancy and a lot more tender. Unscrewing the threads on the metal device, she placed a nipple under the cool plate and tightened the screw. “Oh, my God.” This gave her such relief.
She attached the second clamp in the same manner. Since the two clamps were connected with a long chain, she guessed the men could pull and tug to give an exquisite reprieve.
She was ready. The massage table sat in the corner. She pulled it to the middle of the room and positioned the long end to face the door. She wanted Frank and Rod to get a full view when they came rushing in. Too bad Joe was indisposed. She so wished there was something she could do to give him some satisfaction.
She hopped on the table and tested the strength of the nipple clamps by tugging on them. The sweet, erotic pain caused her to moan. Not yet. My God, she acted like she hadn’t had sex in years. Lust bombarded her. She needed the men to help her through this time of need.
Strategically placing her shorts so that they rested on one ankle, she lowered her panties a few inches and inserted the Rabbit into her very wet opening. Even with the vibrator turned off, the sensation sent her reeling. She wanted to tug on the chain and plunge the plastic cock up and down.
Impatient, she flipped the switch and the dildo took on a life all its own. As if possessed, it plunged and spun. The Rabbit beat against her clit, driving her close to climax in seconds. She had to hold on. The pearl balls spun, shocking her walls. My God, this was divine. Why hadn’t she used one of these wonderful devices before?
With her thumb, she upped the power. Her other hand on the chain, she pulled and twisted, enjoying every tug. She lost track of time, of life in general, as the urges washed over her, bringing her closer and closer to a climax.
“Yes, yes, yes. Oh, God.”
A large hand stilled hers. She opened her eyes. Rod and Frank stood over her. Frank pulled her hand off the dildo and shut it off. Why? Their haunted faces brought her down fast.
“What’s wrong?”
“You’re asking that?” Rod’s lips were pressed so tightly, his lips had turned white. “What the hell are you doing?”
She dropped her hand from the chain. She sat up and planted a hand on her hip, not even trying to cover her nakedness. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
“You shouldn’t be here.”
“You invited me.” Now they were really pissing her off.
“You could injure yourself.”
“Someone spike your Kool-Aid?” Sure, they were worried about Joe, but Rod made no sense.
Frank stepped forward. “You’ll hurt the baby.”
“Baby?”
Rod moved in closer and ran a hand up her thigh. Her thoughts blanked. His touch sent fire through her whole body.
“Your dad told us you were pregnant.”
“I am pregnant, but I can’t believe he told you.” Yes, she could. Some things never changed. She held her breath, wondering if they’d share in her excitement or toss her out.
“We’re worried about you, that’s all.” Rod pulled up her shorts, but they hit interference with her panties.
“I can have sex until I’m big and fat, you know, if that’s what’s bothering you.”
Rod and Frank looked at each other and grinned. “You can?”
“Yes. Is that why you didn’t kiss me when I came in?”
Frank nodded. “If I had given you even one kiss, my hands would have taken over and then my hard cock would have demanded admittance into your sweet snatch. I’ve dreamed of being with you for weeks. I know I’d never be able to stop, even if you’d told me to.”
Both had bulging erections, and she wanted them worse than anything. “Here’s my condition.”
Rod licked his lips. “Name it. It’s yours.”
“I don’t want to fuck any of you again.” Their jaws dropped. “What I do want is to make love to you, like a family. I’m not saying I don’t like it hard and fast, but I want to see the love in your eyes. If I want toys, we’ll use toys. If I want all three of you at once, then all three it will be. Deal?”
“We will show you more tenderness than you can imagine. As for love, you already have our hearts, but we’ll try to give you more.”
She’d been about to ask Frank to reopen the lab, to show his love, but she realized it was impractical. The company needed to ditch all research. She pulled out the Rabbit and, in its place, dipped a finger into her sopping opening and smiled. In seconds, both Frank and Rod were naked.
“Wait.” She held up a hand. “I feel bad for Joe. You said he liked to watch, right?”
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“How about we wheel him in here. It’ll almost be like having all three of us again.”
The men shared glances. “Sweetheart, that would be pure torture for Joe.”
“Oh, I don’t know.” She tugged on the nipple chain, sending pleasure right down to her hungry pussy. “I think I can pleasure him without messing with the incision.”
“You are one evil woman, but we lo
ve you for it.”
* * * *
Three months later
Joe’s head rested on her stomach. “I can feel something.”
Jillian sucked in a breath. “I feel it, too. The baby kicked.”
“Joe Jr. is a going to be a bruiser, I can tell.”
Rod added a hand on her stomach, his gaze off to the side. “Yeah, yeah. There’s a kick. Rod Jr. will be a world champion diver. I know it.”
She glanced at Frank, who was leaning against the door. He’d spent last night with his ear on her belly, excited at each movement. She laughed and pushed them off. “I think we need some sleep or the baby will keep me up all night. And you’ve learned how cranky I can be when I don’t get my beauty rest.”
Even though Joe claimed he was good as new, she insisted he take the outside position on the bed. She didn’t want to kick him in his sleep and chance hurting him. Frank and Rod wrapped an arm around her waist, and she never felt more loved in her life.
Joe turned off the light. “You know what we never got around to doing?”
She figured he was talking to her. “What?”
“Getting married.”
She nearly burst. “You’re serious? There are three of you. I can’t pick.”
Joe laughed. “I did some research about our situation. All three of us want to marry you, but we know that’s illegal. Most groups have elected to have you officially marry the eldest, and that would be me. All of us will be bound, and we each will consider you our wife. How does that sound?”
Frank pushed off from the wall. “I’m up for it if you are.”
“Me, too, sweetheart.”
She patted her stomach. “I think Ann will appreciate coming into this world as a legitimate member of society.”
“Ann?”
“I know it’ll be a girl. Ann’s my middle name and has very special meaning.” She would have winked at Rod, but in the dark, he wouldn’t have seen it.
Her announcement about her baby being a girl started a whole new argument among the men. She lay down, closed her eyes, and smiled. Life was really good.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Unlike most other authors, I started writing late in life. Writing stories in high school and college was not for me. Only after I graduated did I fall in love with romance novels. For the next twenty years, I read voraciously. It got to a point where my book-buying habits cost as much as my groceries. At that point, my husband suggested I write a book. Hey, it looked easy, right? All the stories started in the same spot (hero and heroine at odds) and ended the same way (happily ever after). Only it was anything but easy. Eleven years and fifteen completed romantic suspenses later, I finally published. I never would have gotten that far had it not been for two local chapters whose generous members shared their amazing wealth of knowledge.
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