Coming Back

by Lauren Dane

  The ache of her absence in his life had gotten heavier—deeper—each passing day until he’d seen her again.

  A sexier, more grown-up version of his best friend. A woman confident in her sexuality. A woman who knew her appeal. Still his kooky, silly Jessi, but more.

  He’d let himself need her and she’d stormed right back into her—rightful—place in his heart.

  The woman arching, licking up the side of Mick’s cock whenever he let himself get near that mouth eased Mick’s concern that he was too dirty for her. That what he and Adam made with her was more than she could accept.

  She opened her eyes, locking her attention on him and whispered, “Please.”

  It tore at him. Needing to please her. Needing to answer her call. But Adam had a plan. That much was totally clear, so Mick managed to wait.

  Just barely.

  The domination stuff was new, though Adam had always possessed a great deal of charisma and people tended to look to him to make decisions.

  But straps rigged underneath his mattress? That air of leadership and take-charge attitude? Unexpected, and he had no complaints. Given the way Jessi writhed against Adam’s mouth, she had none either.

  Her hair, cool and silky, brushed against his thighs and balls. Delicious agony.

  Mick watched her nipples harden and darken as the scent of her rose on the air. He gripped her wrists tighter and she opened her eyes, tipping her head back enough to look up at his face again.

  Her cheek brushed the side of his cock, bliss and pain at the same time.

  “I’m next,” he murmured to her and she licked her lips, nodding.

  Mick continued to alternate between her face and the way Adam’s hair would fall forward to hide what he was doing for a few moments. Each reveal was a sensual punch to the gut.

  Every time she surged against his hold and the straps at her ankles, he got harder.

  She made a sound, a near snarl as Adam held her ass up, serving himself her pussy as the rest of her arched, coming so hard Mick knew exactly what she was going through. The rush of her energy, nearly electric, seemed to explode from her, sucking Mick in, making him want her more than he’d ever wanted anyone or anything the whole of his life.

  Adam, appearing as shaken as Mick was feeling, looked up the line of Jessi’s body, caressing her face and then up to Mick’s.

  She was the bridge between them. Mick knew it better than Adam would admit to himself most likely. But he’d known Jessilyn longer. Had been hers from the moment she’d pulled him from the stand of trees and into her life.

  Adam petted his hands up her ribs and across her belly. “Now, I feel so much better that we’ve taken the edge off.”

  Jessi’s laugh made Mick smile. “My edges are just fine if either of you needs yours to be handled. I should also probably say I have no plans on a cock in each hole.”

  This time, Mick burst out laughing. The stuff she said, Christ it made him so glad he’d finally accepted how much he needed her.

  “Even if I told you to?” Adam asked.

  “I’m totally fine to have you boss me around and be in charge. I’ll even obey you most of the time. But I still have likes and preferences and hard nos. A cock in my ass and one in my pussy is a hard no.”

  Adam nodded, kissing her belly. “Fair enough.”

  “If you two want your cocks that close, just do it. And let me participate or watch.”

  Mick bent to kiss her quickly. “We’ll keep that in mind. But for right now? I told you I was next.”

  Jessi’s pupils swallowed the color in her eyes for a moment as she nodded, solemnly. “I’m all yours.”

  She was.

  How fucking lucky was he?

  Mick looked to Adam, seeking… permission? A blush heated his skin.

  “I had no plans in this direction,” Adam murmured and Mick stared, waiting.

  “Because you’re the debonair dom now, and you figured you and Mick would top me?” Jessi asked.

  Adam’s gaze flicked to Jessi, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “So what exactly did you get up to with your fiancé?”

  “Notice how he ducked the question?” Jessi was taunting Adam deliberately. In a way Mick was fairly sure no one else dared to do.

  “Who’s ducking questions now?” Adam’s voice was a seduction.

  Mick moved from his place behind her head, letting the two of them continue their little back-and-forth. He wanted her and he wanted her right then and he planned to take her. “I’ve waited so long to see you this way.” Trailing his fingertips over her hip bone, he groaned at her sigh of pleasure.

  “Still such a hedonist when it comes to touch.” Mick bent to kiss her there, licking a trail where his fingertips had been.

  Jessi got to her elbows to watch him. “I’m a hedonist when it comes to you two.”

  “Get your fingers nice and juicy from your pussy,” Adam said, the command wrapped in a hoarse caress.

  He hadn’t relinquished control. Not totally.

  Mick began to turn, feeling territorial, but she caught him up when she spread herself open for them both, circling her clit and that fucking dirty-gorgeous ring with her fingertips.

  Adam pressed himself to Mick’s back. He licked up Mick’s neck before biting his ear hard enough to bring a grunt from Mick’s lips and a jut of his hips.

  “Not trying to stand in your way,” Adam murmured.

  “Better not be.” He’d tolerate lots of things, but he’d not let anything get between him and Jessi ever again.

  Adam drew blunt nails down the wall of Mick’s chest and it was Jessi who gasped in delight.

  “It won’t be easy to share. But we can work it through. I expect Jessi will be generous with herself so we get enough.” Adam snaked a hand down Mick’s belly to his cock. He jerked Mick slow and loose as his stubble tickled the skin at Mick’s shoulder. “But I don’t share control.”

  Jessi licked her lips before she bit her bottom one. “You boys are so sexy.” Her voice had gone dreamy. “What if I want to be on top sometimes?”

  Her tone was partly teasing.

  “Harder, yeah, fuck.” Mick leaned his head back into Adam as they both watched Jessi finger herself.

  “Me? Or him?” Jessi tipped her chin toward Adam.

  “He meant me.” Adam gripped Mick’s cock a little tighter. “You don’t want to be on top, angel. You need to be worshipped. Adored. Cherished. I need to do the adoring.”

  He let go, stepping away from Mick as he stripped his shirt off and climbed on the bed with Jessi. “Get your nipples wet for me.”

  Mick watched, transfixed as Jessi obeyed. Her breathing had changed and her skin bore a pretty flush.

  “Mick needs to do the adoring too. Sweet Jessi, you have two bossy men to handle now.”

  Mick got between her legs, sliding his palms all over her. His once more.

  They’d both top Jessi, but when it came to the relationship between Mick and Adam? Did Mick want to bottom?

  “You think you can handle us both?” Mick asked Adam.

  Adam’s expression changed to that of utter certainty. Cocksure, arrogant, and hot as fuck.

  “Yes, babe. Bet on it.” Adam bent to lick over Jessi’s nipples. Mick caught the flash of his teeth as he tugged hard enough to make Jessi arch into his bite.

  “What will you do to him?” Jessi asked, her attention on Mick, though she’d asked Adam.

  Adam looked him over, a look on his face that told Mick maybe yeah, he might like to bottom. To whoever Adam had allowed himself to finally be.

  “I’ve known you both a long time, but I’ll need to learn you all over again. Have to keep you both satisfied. I expect you’ll keep me very busy.” Adam tugged her nipples hard enough to send a gasp of pain from her lips.

  Mick’s skin flashed hot as Adam bent to lick her nipples again. This time the only sounds she made were full of pleasure.

  But she hadn’t taken her eyes from Mick. He knew she p
aid attention. Always had. Jessi had a way of making him feel known. No one else in the world came close.

  He got to his knees, nudging the head of his cock to slide through the furls of her cunt. He’d meant to do it quickly, a tease, but the heated honey that slicked his way dug in deep.

  “Please tell me you have condoms,” Mick muttered, looking to Adam.

  Adam tossed him a foil packet. This was for her. He’d protect her until he knew it was safe to be naked inside her.

  Fisting himself a few times, he slicked his cock with her lube before suiting up.

  Through this, she’d continued to watch and wait. Adam had traded places with Mick, settling in at Jessi’s back, leaning her against him so she could continue to wait for Mick’s next move.

  Mick flicked the ring and she gulped.

  “You like that?”

  He tugged it, along with her clit and got even harder as her breath came out on a sigh of longing.

  She nodded, her hips churning as she ground herself against his fingers.

  “What will you do to me?” Jessi asked Mick, a smirk on her delicious mouth.

  “I’m going to fuck you hard enough to watch your tits bounce. And then, well, who knows?” Mick looked from that beautiful pussy up to Adam for a brief moment.

  “Feel free to unstrap her if you please.” Adam’s voice seemed to vibrate through Mick’s balls. “The trunk at the foot of the bed has all manner of delights inside.”

  Jessi continued to watch Mick as he knelt between her thighs. His hands spread at her hips to hold her in place.

  She frowned and he tried not to laugh. “What’s that face for?”

  “You moved your hands. But I like the way you look holding me. I like the way your ink looks. So I’m probably going to be all right momentarily.”

  Mick leaned over her body to kiss her long and slow before he broke away to find Adam’s face just in front of him.

  Before Mick could worry about how to respond without scaring anyone away, Adam’s hand caught the back of Mick’s neck to haul him the final inch to meet in a kiss that took over Mick’s brain.

  Adam’s lips were nearly as relentless as the edge of his teeth and the flick of his tongue. Mick gave over to it, let himself fall under Adam’s spell, let Adam set the pace.

  Between them, Jessi wrapped her fist around the base of Mick’s cock, slowly jacking him. The other hand traced over his balls before sliding back over his asshole and up to his sac once more.

  He groaned and Adam swallowed the sound. Mick pressed closer.

  Jessi squirmed and both men broke apart slowly moving away a little so as not to smother her.

  “Sorry about that,” Mick said, craning his neck to get a better look at her nestled there between them.

  “I would like very much to have two things,” she told them both.

  Adam looked to Mick, grinning, before answering Jessi. “What man here could refuse you anything, angel?”

  “You still have pants on. I’ve tried to remain patient here, Adam, but really now.” Her long-suffering sigh brought a laugh from Mick’s belly.

  “She has a point, Adam.” Mick gripped the base of his cock as he shifted back a little. Brushing himself over her clit and the ring lazily, he gave her a smile as her gaze blurred a little more with each stroke of her clit with the head.

  “If you both insist.” Adam leaned out to kiss Mick again and then Jessi before he moved to the floor to shuck the pants. He wore no underwear so his cock sprang free immediately.

  “Oh. Yes, that was worth insisting over.” Jessi stared at Adam, her nails scoring over Mick’s balls.

  Adam was as beautiful naked as he was clothed. Long and lean, he’d run track in high school and college. Powerful legs said he still worked out. The flat belly too. Though his metabolism was one that made him one of the genetically gifted who seemed to be able to eat anything and never be concerned.

  His cock bent in a way she’d remembered very well. Mick’s grunt echoed her gasp of delight when Adam fisted himself a few times, preening for them.

  “Satisfied?” Adam asked them.

  “I was. Now I want more.” Jessi blinked at them both. She wanted everything. It was all she’d be willing to settle for.

  “Does this relate to your second demand?” Adam moved to the bed so she grabbed his cock with her other hand. He was thick and so very hard.

  He raised a brow her way and she laughed, so full of joy it made her drunk. “I think this is the most perfect example of embarrassment of riches ever.”

  Only with them could this be so hot and dirty and sexy, and yet sweet and comforting all at the same time.

  “My second request was that someone put a cock in me and very soon.” She smiled prettily between them. “I know it might seem greedy of me since I’ve already come once.”

  Mick scooted back, playing his cock through her pussy, driving her into near incoherence. Her breath seemed to slow to that same rhythm as she and Adam watched Mick.

  “His stomach is rather delightful,” she whispered.

  She felt Adam laugh at her back. “I completely agree.”

  “I would look at the three of us doing sex stuff in a mirror all day long.” They were each so incredibly handsome but in totally different ways. Mick with his broad shoulders and muscles. Acres of tattoo ink spooled over his skin. Both nipples were pierced by a silver bar.

  Leaning back against Adam, Jessi reached to Mick, touched him. He was there. Real.

  She pushed the regret away that he hadn’t been for too long.

  When she twisted the bars gently he made that sound again—part groan, part grunt of command to give more. It made her dizzy just being with them.

  Mick’s hardened expression wisped into amused affection. “Mick, I love your tiger. Which isn’t a euphemism for your penis. Though I really like that too.”

  Mick thrust into her body in one hard movement and she arched, pleasure tinged with pain zinging through her. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, drive herself to meet each thrust, but she couldn’t.

  Her legs still immobile, he pulled her to his body, fucking her onto him. There was slack enough in the ankle straps to bend her knees a little, which got him deeper. Deep enough that he grunted each time he got in fully.

  “So tight, Jess.” He nearly panted as he slowed his pace, but kept deep with his strokes.

  “It’s been a while.”

  She should have been coy probably. Allowed for some mystery that she was a hot property or something. But they made her so addled she forgot everything.

  Adam slowly drew the tips of his fingers up her inner arms and brushed them back down again. Over and over as she watched Mick take her. Own her like he should have done years before.

  Claim her because she’d never belonged to anyone else but these two.

  Mick’s cock was so thick, so big it filled her to the point where it nearly hurt. But not quite. That delicious knife-edge he kept her on as he fucked into her body meant all she could do was let herself feel.

  How could she have gone through the last years without this? How could she have ever believed it was possible to be happy without it?

  “I can’t believe I didn’t do this for four years,” he muttered.

  Jessi tightened around him as hard as she could, underlining that. He grunted, one corner of his mouth lifting in acknowledgment of her point.

  Adam began to add his nails to the strokes up and down her arm. Lightly scoring the sensitive skin but nothing more. It made her sleepy, heavy lidded even as pleasure began to edge toward climax.

  Mick drew close too. His expression had gone from affectionate to furious focus on his goal.

  “You first,” Mick managed to say.

  “Want some help?” Adam asked and Jessi wasn’t sure which one of them he was asking.

  Mick answered, though. “Can you reach her?”

  “Baby, never underestimate the lengths I’ll go to touch our sweet Jessi.” Adam scoo
ted forward a little, wrapping his arms around her so he could slide one hand to her clit and the other found her left nipple, tugging and circling in time with Mick’s thrusts.

  She wasn’t sure when she ended and either of them began as her world became pinpoint focused on the three of them, right then, right there, and when she came, trying to arch, being held in place by one man at her front and the other at her back, the pleasure was unrelenting as it swamped her.

  Mick snarled a curse, speeding his thrusts until his fingertips dug into her thighs hard enough to bruise and came, burying himself with a groan as they struggled to breathe.

  Adam, one arm holding Jessi to him, reached out to grasp the back of Mick’s neck to haul him into a kiss once Mick had come back from disposing of the condom. It had been meant to reassure, but within seconds, it lit every cell in Adam’s body.

  Mick gave over so fucking beautifully it spurred Adam on, wanting more. Mick was bigger, shoulders broader, outweighed him by at least twenty-five pounds and yet when Adam shifted to get Mick to his back on the bed—and away from crushing Jessi, who was still strapped at the ankles—he rolled immediately, looking up at Adam with a smirk.

  Adam dragged his nails down Mick’s sides, over all that tight, colorful skin. “Jessi, unstrap your ankles and come here.” He spoke without looking away from Mick.

  A few moments later and Jessi hopped from the bed and nuzzled into his side. He turned to kiss the top of her head. “In the top drawer of the nightstand there are condoms and lube.”

  He turned to watch her move, noting Mick doing the same. She had no discernable problems with her nudity, a fact that made him very pleased indeed because he most certainly liked her naked. Especially in his bedroom. In his space.

  She brought the tube and a packet back to him. “I wish I could paint. Because this sight would make a masterpiece,” she murmured as she looked back and forth between Adam and Mick.

  Adam caressed a line up her back as they both watched Mick. He blushed a little at their attention. “Someone better be touching me soon.”