Hidden Agenda: A Reverse Harem Romance (The Code Book 2)

by Bethany Jadin

  Gunner breaks their kiss and looks down, watching our hands working on his cock. “Fuck, yes,” he says with a groan before returning his attention to her breasts.

  She leans against me, arching her back, and I suck and nibble on her neck while and Gunner dips his head. Emma shivers and moans as he sucks one nipple and then the other into his mouth. “Oh, God,” she breathes, gyrating her ass against me.

  Having Emma writhing against me topless while Gunner pleasures her, his thick erection in my hand while we stroke him together — my cock is throbbing, and things are about to get rather unmanageable out here pretty quickly. No matter how hard Zoey’s sleeping, continuing in the kitchen is too much of a gamble. I don’t want the chance of anything casting a shadow on Emma’s experience with us.

  I trace across her neck with my tongue, nibbling on her ear. “Bedroom?”

  Emma’s eyes are closed, but she breaths, “Yes, please.”

  13

  Jax

  I’ve sent Gunner ahead of us to Emma’s room, and I’m sure the big guy is eagerly making himself comfortable on her bed.

  I refill the glass of whiskey and offer it to Emma. “Are you ready?”

  “I don’t know. Yes. Maybe?” She takes a small sip and places the glass back on the counter. She seems a little self-conscious now, putting an arm over her bare breasts. “I’ve never done anything like this.”

  I take her hand. “It’s okay. Are you enjoying yourself?”

  Emma nods, a deliciously bashful smile playing across her face. Naughty girl. “Yes, I am.”

  I slowly pull her arm down from her chest to expose her beautiful body to me once more. She doesn’t resist, but there’s a mix of both curiosity and hesitation in her eyes. I run my hands up her stomach, cupping her breasts, leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips, then dipping my head to brush my lips against each of her gorgeous tits, swirling my tongue across her nipples one at a time. She shivers and moans, her hands running through my hair.

  I could stay here with her like this for ages, just savoring every inch of her. But Gunner is waiting. And that’s a whole different type of pleasure, one I can’t wait to watch her experience.

  “Come on. Let yourself enjoy this.” I pull her hand in mine, and we leave the whiskey behind, making our way toward her room.

  As we enter, Gunner is already spread eagle on the mattress, his impressive erection standing tall and his fingers interlaced behind his head. He’s in his element. This is Gunner at his best, completely free and uninhabited.

  “Ready for a little strip tease?” I ask him.

  “Hell yes.” Gunner’s smile is wide as he takes his shaft in hand and strokes. Emma hovers beside me bashfully, her arms across her chest — but that excited look in her eyes — that’s all I need. I step on the toes of my socks, tugging out of them, then pull my shirt over my head. My stomach tightens once again as a delighted smile turns Emma’s lips up. She cautiously touches my ink, running a finger along the lines and curves.

  “I’ve wanted to see your tattoos for so long,” Emma confesses. She traces the ink from my wrist up my bicep to my shoulder and across my chest. “I didn’t know you had so much. Ohhh... it’s… it’s the oil painting.”

  My chest seizes. I’ve drawn and sketched and painted that abstract over and over for half my life, but no one has ever made the connection. This woman… she’s too clever. She has this way of seeing different pieces of me and connecting them all together in a way no one else has.

  I run my fingers through her thick hair and draw her in for a kiss with my hand on the back of her head. Emma’s fingers trail down my chest and work at my jeans, releasing the pressure keeping my erection caged.

  She pushes my jeans down my hips and then kneels to carefully tug down my briefs. When my cock springs free, her eyes go wide. Yes, a tattoo there, too. She licks her lips, her hands frozen on my legs, and it takes all the restraint I have to not pull her head closer and brush the tip of my cock against those soft lips of hers. But on the bed, Gunner is about to explode, so instead I step back and kick free of my pants and briefs. Emma’s next, and we work in unison to remove her pants.

  As I pull her panties off, I can’t help but send a finger between her slick folds. My cock jumps as her warmth envelopes my finger. Oh, fuck me. Gunner’s going to have to wait just a little bit longer, because I can’t resist getting a taste of that pussy.

  I drop to my knees, and she jerks a little in surprise as I slide a hand around her ass and dive straight to kissing her thighs, moving quickly upward to the most sensitive area. I slip a finger inside her just as my tongue finds her clit.

  She moans, and her hips sway as I explore her wetness with my fingers and tongue. I lose myself there, kissing and sucking as Emma’s moans increase and the muscles in her ass tense. I glance up, and she’s got her head thrown back, her hands rubbing across her stomach and breasts. I look sideways, and I see Gunner sitting up, watching with his mouth parted, stroking himself, vibrating with anticipation. It’s time to move forward.

  I kiss Emma’s clit one more time and reluctantly stand up.

  “Get your sweet asses over here,” Gunner says, nearly panting.

  Emma’s eyes are glazed over with lust as she crawls across the bed to Gunner. He opens his arm to her, embracing her against his side as he lays back against the sheets. Emma’s gaze moves down his body, her palm sliding in time with her eyes, down his abs to the base of his cock. She wraps her hand around his thick erection then looks up at me, a suggestive question in her eyes. She wants to take me up on my offer.

  “You want me to go down on him?”

  She licks her lips and nods. “Hell yes.”

  Well then. I raise my eyebrows and give her a wicked smile. I like this take-charge side of her.

  Gunner’s head has tipped back on the pillow at her touch, and she’s watching me come closer. Emma has him in a firm grip. I lay across the bed and ease down, the side of my chest resting against one of Gunner’s big thighs.

  Emma leans up, watching, and I keep my eyes fixed on her as I take him in.

  Gunner’s groan is immediate and loud. His thighs and abdomen tense as I push his cockhead between my lips and suck it into my mouth. I run my tongue over his tip, my wet lips sliding down his shaft, and Gunner flexes his ass, raising his erection further into my mouth. I adjust Emma’s hand on the big man’s massive cock, making sure she gets enough of it in her grip that it doesn’t choke me.

  I run my lips all the way down to where Emma’s fingers wrap around his shaft, watching her face the whole time, her eyes wider than the full moon. That expression, God. It has me going.

  Emma adjusts herself so she can move her other hand to between her legs as she watches, her fingers sliding across that delicious pussy of hers. “Don’t stop,” she whispers, playing with her clit, her mouth parted, her breathing tense.

  Goddamn.

  Steadying myself, I move my lips up and down his erection, creating a vacuum with every upward thrust and swirling my tongue around his shaft as I run back down to Emma’s fingers. Gunner’s hips are rising and falling with my ministrations, his cock pulsing in my mouth as he lets out a groan.

  Emma tears her gaze away from the sight of me sucking Gunner’s cock as he wraps an arm around her bare back and rolls her onto his chest, pulling her into a kiss. I keep my eyes on them as Gunner runs his hand down her back, grabbing a nice handful of ass.

  I’m so goddamn hard, I’m aching to reach for my cock, but I want more of her, first. I reach for her leg, instead, pulling it over Gunner’s thigh so I can run my hand up to her sex. I get a high-pitched moan from her as I make contact with her clit. I run my mouth back up and down Gunner’s shaft as I push one finger and then another into Emma’s hot, tight pussy.

  Gunner groans grow longer, and I know he’s been worked up for so long that he’s getting close. Not yet big guy.

  Letting Gunner’s cockhead ease from my lips, I reposition, moving from his sha
ft to Emma’s pussy.

  The moment my lips touch her, she lets out a long, low moan as Gunner kisses her. I find her clit with my tongue and go to town, licking and sucking on her pussy like it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. It might be, because I could stay here all night with my face buried between her legs, if my cock could handle being swollen rock hard that long. She writhes against Gunner, rocking her hips, pressing her clit into my mouth in rhythm with the swirls of my tongue, and it’s driving me wild.

  Gunner breaks from their kiss, panting now, and taps me on the shoulder. I lift my head to make eye contact with him.

  “I can’t take it anymore,” he says. He looks at me with a near-tortured expression and then at Emma, searching her face for permission.

  She tosses her hair to the side and glances at me over her shoulder. That look. Oh hell, yeah. This little smile plays across Emma’s lips — a deliciously naughty smile that makes me want to spank that pretty ass of hers.

  I sit up as Gunner rolls and props himself on his side, turning Emma so her back is to his chest. I take my place next to them, stretching out on the other side of Emma. She’s facing me, and it’s my turn to claim that beautiful mouth. Gunner pulls her hips back, flattening his body against hers until there’s no space between them. I take the kiss deeper, exploring her lips and tongue with my own, and she responds eagerly, wrapping an arm around my back. Gunner’s at her neck, trailing kisses to her shoulder.

  Scooting my ass, I move closer until her breasts are against my chest. One hand between our bodies, I slide down her stomach, past her belly button, reaching for the heat between her legs. I stroke her clit, and Emma opens her eyes, fixing on mine as I rub her pussy.

  I drink in every wave of pleasure running over her face, and it’s the most gorgeous thing in the world, seeing her on fire like this. She’s so fiercely alive in this moment, and I want to remember every detail.

  Gunner reaches around her and pulls at my side, drawing my erection against Emma’s hip. He’s ready.

  I part Emma’s legs, pulling her knee onto my hip, and reach down to Gunner’s thick shaft. I rub his cock against her clit as I lean in to kiss her. Soon, her hand joins mine, and together we position his cockhead at her entrance.

  Gunner turns her chin to him and leans up, kissing her passionately. “Ready?” he asks when his lips leave hers.

  She gives him the most salacious smile I’ve ever seen. “God, yes.”

  Never taking my eyes off her face, I watch her lips part with a sharp gasp as Gunner thrusts his hips and penetrates her. I run a finger down her neck and over her breasts, following the forming flush of color on her skin as Gunner’s enters her.

  He pauses for a second, practicing a restraint he seldom uses elsewhere in life, and I dip my head to her breasts, kissing and sucking on her nipples while Gunner strokes a hand across her shoulder and nuzzles her neck. After a minute, the tension in her body releases a little, and she rolls her hips. She twists, looking back at Gunner, and he kisses her. “More,” she says when he lifts his lips from hers.

  Gunner doesn’t hesitate to fulfill her wishes, pushing that big cock into her deeper. She lets out a rush of air in a low moan and grabs my shoulder, her eyes locking onto me as Gunner rocks his hips and slides his thick cock into her another few inches. Her fingers dig into my skin, and her eyes are open wide. I kiss her softly as Gunner groans with pleasure and thrusts again, all the way in this time.

  “Oh my God,” she breathes, her eyelids fluttering shut as the euphoria of being so completely filled takes hold.

  There’s desire in her voice that threatens to break me right there. I’ve never been jealous before, not once, not in all the times Gunner and I have had a woman between us, but with Emma... every part of me is aching to know the pleasure of being inside her, to feel her tightness clenched around my shaft, to be the one to put that look of ecstasy on her face, to hold her tight and move as one with her until she climaxes with me buried deep inside her.

  But watching her take Gunner’s big cock, her nipples hardened into stiff points as he works his hips, driving into her slowly — it’s the next best thing to experiencing it myself. Tonight’s not about me, anyway — this is about her pleasure. And I want this experience to be pure fucking ecstasy for her.

  “Harder,” she moans, reaching a hand behind her to grab Gunner’s ass.

  God, just the sound of her pleading makes my cock ache. For a moment my mind wanders, and I picture her in a different setting, one I’ve rarely shared and never with someone who has the hold over me that she does. But the thought is so tempting. Her beautiful body bound, her voice crying out, begging for more…

  The mattress compresses as Gunner extends his legs, getting leverage. He pulls out and thrusts in hard, and Emma whimpers in pleasure.

  I move my lips to her ear, whispering, “You like his big cock inside you?”

  “Yes.” Her response comes out as a gasp as he drives into her again, her eyelids heavy with pleasure as she looks at me. “I love it.”

  I kiss those trembling lips. “I want to watch you come while he fucks your pretty pussy.”

  Returning my hand to between Emma’s legs, I use my fingers to pick up where my tongue left off. Emma’s response is immediate. She tenses against my body and leans her head back on Gunner’s shoulder. I trace my tongue up her exposed neck, biting and sucking her warm skin. God, the things I want to do to this woman.

  Gunner’s lips are on her shoulder, covering her in kisses as he thrusts. “You feel so fucking good,” he whispers.

  She moans with every breath as Gunner and I work together to coax her to the edge. Her leg trembles against my hip, then her palm wraps around my cock, and I almost explode right there.

  I kiss her as she strokes me, the softness of her lips and the heat of her hand working on my cock sending me spinning.

  Emma holds onto my shoulder with her other hand as though she’s at a precipice. I match the rhythm of my fingers on her clit to Gunner’s methodical love making. Emma’s breathing speeds up, stops, then she cries out, her body shakes, and her eyes go shut, her head thrown back.

  “Goddamn,” Gunner groans, and I know she’s clenched down on his cock as the orgasm rocks through her body.

  I want to be there, in her with him. Both of us inside her sweet warmth, filling her completely, our cocks working together to bring her to a level of bliss she’s never experienced. But if she’s never been with two men at once, I know she isn’t ready for the things I have in mind — not the things I want to do to her with Gunner, or the other things that flood my thoughts at night. But hell, just the thought of being deep inside her with Gunner’s big cock pounding her, too — my shaft is twitching, and my balls are tightening.

  “I’m so fucking hard from watching you come,” I tell her.

  “Your turn,” she whispers, her grip on my cock tightening. “Come for me.”

  I kiss those beautiful lips, and she responds passionately then turns her head to Gunner. She kisses him as she strokes me, then she pulls away, and my mouth meets Gunners, his lips firm and strong in comparison to hers. She runs a finger across my cheek and then Gunner’s as she watches, sliding her finger to our lips, touching softly as Gunner’s tongue slides along my lips. I open my mouth, taking him in like I did his cock.

  Gunner speeds up his thrusts as we kiss, and Emma is practically panting. I return my fingers to the wetness between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit. She cries out as she comes again, her body shaking between us.

  That. Right there. I want that every night. I’m already addicted to the sound of her coming.

  Her body is moving with us now, pushing her ass against Gunner, urging him to go deeper, rocking her hips to rub her clit hard against my hand.

  Gunner breaks from me, dipping to Emma, and she locks onto him. He growls into their kiss, and I know he’s almost there.

  Emma strokes me rapidly as Gunner ravishes those beautiful lips, and I pull back, watching
their intertwined bodies as my climax hits me. The intense euphoria takes the breath from me, my stomach clenching as I come, her sensual touch teasing out every last drop.

  Sliding a hand under her thigh, Gunner lifts her leg and arches his back, really pounding into her as he nears his own climax.

  With Emma’s pussy bared to me now, I can’t resist the opportunity. I move down the bed and dip my face to between her legs, my eyes trained on her face as I suck on her clit. Emma throws an arm against the bed, and her body twists as her lips form an O.

  Her clit pulses under my tongue, but I don’t let up, determined to prolong that explosion of pleasure as long as possible. I reach my hands up to her nipples and roll the delicate buds between my fingers. Emma lets out a long, raspy, “Fuucck,” and her fingers are in my hair, her ass bucking into Gunner.

  That does him in. The big guy lets out a deep moan, two hard, deep thrusts, then his hips slow, and he jerks, letting out a stuttered breath. A moment later, he opens his eyes and gently kisses Emma’s shoulder before flopping back on the bed.

  Heat lays heavy in the air as we lay together, our breathing slowly returning to normal as we come back to earth from our highs. Our hands roam softly across Emma’s body, rubbing her gently, slowly, exploring every inch of her skin.

  She breathes a contented sigh and lays a hand on each of us, staring up at the ceiling with a smile. “Wow. That was, um… nice.”

  “Hell yeah, it was.” Gunner lifts his head and lays a big, sweet sloppy kiss on her cheek, then flops back down on the pillow behind Emma. He throws an arm over her, and she moves her hand from my shoulder down to intertwine with Gunner’s fingers at my hip.

  “Love you guys,” he murmurs, his voice already heavy with sleep.

  He’s always a sentimental teddy bear after a good climax. “Love you, too, big guy.”

  Emma’s eyes are on me, studying me curiously. I hope she understands. The way I care for Gunner is different than romantic love. It’s nothing like how I feel when I look her, and the way my heart races when I kiss those soft lips of hers. Gunner’s my rock. She’s my light.