“Fuck yeah,” Randy said, slipping onto the bed. He had a condom on, ready to go as Sean helped her up on the bed. It was hard to do, because she was so damned close to coming, she could barely think properly. Her legs and arms were shaking.
Jaime straddled Randy, sliding down on his cock, and humming as she did.
“Oh, yeah, I know what it feels like having his cock inside of you.”
She opened her eyes and looked at Sean, who knelt beside them on the bed. She kept her gaze on his as she rose up then lowered down on Randy’s cock. She did that a couple more times, watching as Sean stroked his own shaft as he watched them. Then, he moved closer to Randy’s mouth and held it out.
“Want a taste?”
“I think that deserves another ‘fuck yeah,’” Randy said as he eagerly opened his mouth to take Sean in. Again, she was transfixed by the sight. Sean rested his fists on his waist as he jettisoned in and out of Randy’s mouth. She continued to move, her orgasm shimmering so close.
“You can come when you want to, love,” Sean said. It was all she needed. Her release tore through her, pulling a scream from her as she convulsed.
“Ah, yeah,” Sean said, and he thrust into Randy’s mouth one last time. He held still. He pulled his cock out then lay down beside Randy. He leaned forward and stroked her clit. She thought she was done, but as Randy moved his cock in and out of her, and Sean stroked her, she felt the delicious pressure build again.
“Shit,” Randy said. “Fuck, yeah, that’s it. Stroke her. I want to feel her come again. All those fucking muscles on my cock. Yeah, that’s it,” he said, as another orgasm jolted her.
“Fuck,” Randy said, as he grabbed hold of her hips and started to thrust up harder and harder, then with one last shout, he thrust into her and gave over to his orgasm.
She collapsed on him just moments later as Sean lay down next to them. Sean slipped his fingers through her hair; rose up to kiss her, then leaned down to kiss Randy.
“Now, we can sleep,” Sean said.
“You both definitely made sure of that,” she mumbled.
Randy chuckled as he stroked her ass with a sweet caress, soothing the tender skin. With Sean’s arm over her and Randy, she laid her head on Randy’s chest and fell asleep.
CHAPTER SIX
Sean splashed water on his face to wake himself up. He awoke from a dream he couldn’t remember, but he knew it had to do with Emma. She had been in some kind of danger, and he remembered running through hallways searching for her. She had been screaming for him. His pulse still hammered in his throat, and it was made worse by the fact that he couldn’t get hold of her.
Where was she?
After the panic had dissolved, he knew he wouldn’t get back to sleep. So, he’d slipped out of bed and went back to his own room to clean up.
As he dried off his face, he realized there was a reason people had been worried about him. He’d never had an issue with his weight, but he had dropped at least ten pounds. It showed in his face. Damn, he had to get this crap cleared up and get on with his life. Too many times he had put it on hold; but now, he wanted a future. He wasn’t sure where the three of them were going. Thinking about it would lead to hoping and, at the moment, Sean just didn’t have the energy to do that. Not with what was hanging over his head at the moment. Before he took on two more people in his life, he needed to protect the one who meant more than anyone else at the moment.
He went to his closet as the memories of his first days with Emma washed over him.
“Get in the car,” he said, as he glanced from side to side, making sure no one had followed them. Of course, the young woman ignored him and disagreed with him.
“I don’t understand why I need to go with you. I was doing fine on my own.”
He heard the irritation in her voice, but there was something else.
“You were doing so well that you were kidnapped.” Still, she didn’t move. “Let me put it this way, sweetheart. Get in the car, or I put you in the car.”
She studied him for a long moment, then she did as he ordered. Once they were both situated in the car, he started it up.
“It would save a lot of time, if you would just do as I say,” Sean said.
She narrowed her eyes, but he ignored her as he pulled out into traffic. He needed to contact Lassiter and find out just what the hell was going on. Then he needed to find out just who the hell this tiny bundle of energy was to him. There had to be a reason he had been requested for the job.
“Do you even know where you are going?”
He didn’t respond. He focused on driving them through the insanity of Bangkok traffic. One wrong move and they would be dead.
“Sean?” she demanded.
“What?”
“Do you know where you are going?”
“The airport. Then we are getting out of here.”
She said nothing as he flew through another red light. He didn’t know how much time they had before they would go unnoticed.
“Why would I go to the airport with you?”
“I have a feeling the guys who kidnapped you were not doing it to get to know you. I have a private plane I chartered, and we are getting the fuck out of Bangkok.”
She opened her mouth to complain again, he was sure, but he stopped her.
“Listen, I am going to get us to safety. Then, from there you can decide if you want to tag along or not. But, I can guarantee you, those men weren’t going to continue to play nice, if they had been. Soon, you probably would have been sold off.”
“Oh, I doubt that.”
“Why would you say that?”
“My mind is worth more on the open market than my body.”
Sean shook his head as he stepped into a pair of loose fitting pants. The woman was a handful, but then, she had been worth it. He would put up with all the trouble that had exploded in his life just for her. None it had been her fault and Sean didn’t believe in killing the messenger.
He made his way down the hall as quietly as possible. He stopped at the doorway to the guest room and looked in. Randy and Jaime lay in bed, their bodies entwined. It was so hard to force himself to walk away. He wanted to slip beneath the sheets and snuggle up to the two of them. But, he also knew he had unfinished business before he could commit to anything.
He turned away from the temptation they presented and walked to his home office. He’d set the office up when he realized he needed something with higher security than he could get from the average Wi-Fi. Of course, Emma had done all the work securing the lines. The woman was too smart for her own good. But, like most people like her, she couldn’t see the forest for the trees. And those trees tended to fall on her before she noticed what was going on.
After turning on his desk light, he decided to check on a few things and try to call Emma again. They hadn’t talked in days, and while she had a habit of disappearing from time to time, she always caught up with him a few days later. She knew he would worry.
He settled down in the chair behind the desk and started up his computer. He rolled his shoulders and realized that he was sore in places he didn’t know he could be sore in. He had always had a really active sex life, but maybe he had been slowing down in the last year. It made sense with what had been going on, but still, he was starting to feel old. Of course, he had never had a threesome before, and both Jaime and Randy had been the two lovers who had challenged him on every level.
He rested his head against the back of the chair and closed his eyes. Sean didn’t know what would happen after this was over, but he knew that he was never going to be the same. There, in the office alone, he could admit that he wanted more, but what? How did he ask the two of them to stay around when his life was such a fucking mess?
Opening his eyes, he leaned forward and keyed in his password. As he waited for everything to load, he realized it had probably been well over thirty-six hours since Jaime and Randy actually slept. He sighed. No wonder they had passed out. It had been h
ard to force himself to leave the bed, but with both of them sleeping, now was the best time to do some research.
He checked his email and found nothing. Not even one of Lassiter’s strange emails from fake names. It was really starting to worry him. Lassiter was one sneaky bastard, but the last few months, he had kept in contact, in his own way. The fact that he was universally absent from everything was really, really bad. He checked a few more emails and realized one of this old buddies from MI-6 had emailed him. He scanned the email and realized things were finally moving forward. It looked like the beginning of the end of the nightmare that had started six months earlier, but he didn’t want to get his hopes up.
With that on his mind, he picked up his phone and dialed Emma. Nothing. It just rang and then went to voice mail.
“Emma, this is Sean. The only person who calls you. Things seem to be shifting and we need to discuss strategy.”
He hung up and sat back in the chair. His nerves were stretched to the limit, but he couldn’t show it. Not to Jaime and not to Randy. Hell, he couldn’t really let anyone know what was going on. If Lassiter had been picked up, there was a good chance Sean’s moves could definitely tip off his captors. That would put his life in jeopardy.
Shutting down his computer, he decided to grab a shower before he made it back to bed. Maybe it would clear his head and give him a direction for what to do next.
Perhaps, he could possibly figure out what the hell to do about Jaime and Randy.
* * *
Royce Lassiter made his way down the street in the seedier side of Paris. It was one of those areas most tour guides would tell you to avoid, but he felt pleasantly at home. He’d grown up in an even tougher part of London, so it wasn’t as if he didn’t know what to expect. There was a good chance he was going to get mugged, but he would welcome that. Being hunted wasn’t something he wanted to ever experience again.
Fuck, he was tired. His head pounded due to his lack of sleep, his back was killing him, and dammit, he smelled as if he had been sleeping in a pile of rubbish that was three days old. Every time he caught his scent he wanted to vomit. He was too old for this shit. This was a game for a younger man. He knew because he had been that younger man at one time. In the years he worked for MI-6, he did things most people would call…questionable. He had lived a life that most people would only dream of, and after a successful career with the government, he had started his own corporation that had made him richer than he had ever dreamed of being.
And it was all in jeopardy.
If this situation wasn’t because of Sean, he would have just bailed, but he owed his old friend. Royce knew that part of this was his fault. He had taken chances in the last few years and some of that had to do with making money, and other times it was all ego. But now, he would set it all right, fix things. He needed to make things up to Sean, plus, he had to make sure his daughter was safe and sound.
He came upon a little deli that was getting ready to close. He needed to eat and get a message to Sean. Things had gone to shit in the last thirty-six-hours. Hell, even the connections he could always count on weren’t coming through.
As Royce approached the door, he heard something behind him. Knowing he was stuck, he turned to face the threat. He never saw a face. No sound was made, but he felt the burn of the bullet as it passed through his shoulder. He lost his footing and fell back. He hit the sidewalk hard, first with his ass, then his back and finally his head.
He blinked as his vision wavered.
“Come on,” someone said, as two men grabbed him. He couldn’t really place the accent, but he was sure it was Eastern European. “There is someone very interested in meeting you, Mr. Lassiter.”
Before he could ask who it was, he felt something hit the back of his head and then nothing at all.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Randy jerked awake, thinking he heard something. He lay there quietly, wrapped around Jaime as she snoozed. He listened for a long moment, and realized he heard water running. When he looked on the other side of Jaime, he saw Sean was gone.
As gently as he could, he slipped away from Jaime and off the bed to go find Sean. Randy knew Sean would have issues, and Jaime and Randy had talked about them. Arriving as a couple—as they had been for over a year now—certainly would make Sean think he was the outsider. Both he and Jaime knew they had a lot of work with Sean to get him to understand their position. They wanted him in their lives, and they needed him to understand that. But, as Jaime had pointed out, if they said that to begin with, Sean would disagree because…well, that’s the way Sean was. At least now he was, partially due to his involvement with both Randy and Jaime. They had a lot to make up for.
He knew without looking, Sean wasn’t in the guest bathroom. Of course he wasn’t. He had probably retreated to his own room wanting some space between them. Sean would always be moving away from them until they made him understand. Randy could be patient to a point. Sneaking away after making love…that he would not allow.
Moving down the hall as quietly as possible, Randy crept into Sean’s room. He’d left the door to the room open, along with the bathroom door. Light spilled into his bedroom, along with a fair amount of steam. Randy knew from past experience Sean was trying to think something through. The man always did his best thinking in the shower.
He padded quietly to the doorway and watched from there. It had been a long time since he’d had time to watch Sean like this. He was a creature of habit, a man who loved water, and damn, he looked good with it sliding down his body. Randy’s cock hardened as he watched Sean soap up a massive sponge then slide it over his flesh. Sean was definitely aroused and, dammit, Randy loved watching him move that soapy sponge over his cock. Soapy water dripped from the tip of Sean’s dick. Fuck, even with the few pounds he’d lost, Sean was a man who would tempt just about any man or woman in the vicinity. Knowing just how talented he was in bed made it even harder to ignore him.
Sean must have sensed him there. He glanced over his shoulder.
“Hey.”
“What are you doing in here all by yourself?” Randy asked.
“I didn’t want to wake you two.”
That might have been true, but Randy knew there was something else there too. He was trying to keep himself separate, but Randy wasn’t going to allow that. Without waiting for an invitation, Randy opened the door to the shower and stepped in.
Sean’s gaze moved down Randy’s body. Just that one little look had Randy’s cock jerking.
“I see you still live up to your name,” Sean said as his mouth curved.
Fuck. All the man had to do was give him a look and say a few words, and he was ready to suck him off. It had been that way from the first. Both of them had forgotten how much they wanted—needed—each other. It’s why they screwed up their relationship before.
Moving closer, he pressed against Sean, gyrating his hips so his cock caressed Sean’s ass. He was wet and so fucking sexy; Randy didn’t know how he could ever have walked away from him. Add in the sweetness he hid from other people and he was too much to resist.
“Hmm,” Sean said as he dropped the sponge and leaned against the wall. The water hit Randy, making both of their bodies even slicker. Randy reached around to wrap his hand around Sean’s cock. Randy stroked him a few times before the door opened behind them. They both turned around to find Jaime standing there wearing her favorite red kimono.
“So, a girl gets a little rest and boys run away to play?”
Randy chuckled. “I thought you needed rest.”
She shook her head and undid her robe, letting it fall to the floor. She stepped in the shower.
“By all means, continue,” she said with a smile.
Randy looked at Sean, who met his gaze. He released Sean’s cock and turned him around. Backing Sean up against the wall, Randy ignored the water and kissed him. He put everything he had been feeling in the last few moments into the kiss. Sean responded immediately, his tongue thrusting into
Randy’s mouth as he reached around to grab his ass. Sean pressed them closer, their cocks sliding against each other.
“Oh, my,” Jaime said, her voice a bit breathless.
Sean tore his mouth away from Randy’s and looked at her. “This doesn’t bother you that we were in here by ourselves?”
She shrugged as her gaze moved down their bodies, then back up to meet Randy’s. She looked at Sean again.
“No. No more than it would if Randy had found me bent over the bathroom counter as you fucked me. Share and share alike.”
Sean hesitated, then he groaned and turned back to Randy. This time, Sean unleashed the hunger he had been feeling, and it hit Randy like a hurricane. Randy tilted his head to one side to allow Sean deeper access to his mouth.
When Sean finally pulled back, they were both breathing heavily. They turned together to look at Jaime. She had her hand between her thighs stroking her pussy.
“Now, who gave you permission for that, Jaime?” Randy asked.
“Get that hand off our pussy,” Sean said.
She hesitated, then relinquished to their command.
Randy looked at Sean and he nodded, giving Randy the lead this time. Fuck, playing opposite of Sean with Jaime was beyond anything he could have dreamed of. Jaime turned him on, but the other level was enjoying her sensual torture with another man.
Jaime was frowning at them as she tried to close her legs, but Randy shook his head.
“Nope. Keep those legs wide. Sean and I like looking at our pussy. And put your hands on the bench beside you.”
She did as he ordered. Water was sluicing down her body, dripping from her nipples. Sean moved foreword to lick the water from one of her nipples.
“I always thought you were a voyeur,” Randy said. “Now I have confirmation.”
Sean straightened and waited for Randy to make the next command. They hadn’t really spoken of how to handle the situation with two Doms in the mix. It was as if they could tell what the other was thinking.
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