“I love this ass and this pussy. I know you’re too sore right now to take us all at once. But I want to play a little, and help you to relax and forget about anything but us right now. Okay?” He stroked the wet finger over her anus. She nodded her head and then gasped.
Back and forth he glided his finger against her anus but didn’t push up into her. He used his other finger to stroke her cunt and she began to wiggle and push against both digits.
He locked gazes with her from below. She looked so sexy. Her thighs spread wide over the edge of the bed. Billy held one back and Jake held the other. She was panting, her face was flushed, and her pupils nearly dilated from him teasing her like this. His cock grew harder, thicker with anticipation.
“Please, Hal. I need it.”
“Need what, baby, tell me,” he asked as he continued to glide his lubricated finger back and forth over her anus barely applying pressure but enough to stimulate her and make her cunt release tiny spasms of more cream. She was dripping wet.
“You, inside of me. Stop teasing me.”
He stroked his finger and she pressed her ass down trying to make his finger enter her.
“You like it when one of us fucks you in the ass, baby?”
“Yes. Yes, do it. Do it,” she begged.
“Damn, Hal,” Jake whispered. Both he and Billy looked equally aroused as they held her thighs wide, looked over to watch what he was doing, and kissed her thighs and knees.
“You want this?” he asked, and pressed his finger gently over her puckered hole and slightly into it.
“Yes, damn you. Please, Hal. Oh!” she screamed as her pussy exploded.
Hal pulled his fingers from her cunt and ass and squeezed the lube onto her anus. He aligned his cock with her puckered hole and blew warm air against her pussy. She shivered and shook, and growled with need. Slowly, he pushed through the tight rings of her ass, as both Jake and Billy pressed fingers over her cunt.
Michaela screamed again as she wiggled and exploded again.
“Fucking beautiful,” Billy whispered.
“She sure as hell is,” Jake said, leaning back and kissing Michaela. Hal continued to thrust his cock into her ass as Billy played with her pussy. He pressed a finger up into her cunt and Michaela moaned and plead for mercy.
Hal locked gazes with her from above.
“You feel incredible, Michaela. You should see how your tight, sexy ass is pulling my cock in deeper. You want it deeper, baby?”
“Yes. Yes, please, I think I’m coming again. I feel so tight.”
Hal pulled out and then thrust back into her ass as Billy continued to stroke her cunt.
“Oh God. Oh God,” she repeated. Hal thrust one more time as Michaela shook and screamed another release, this time with a guttural cry of pleasure that had Hal shooting his load and gasping for air.
“Holy shit,” Billy said aloud as he pulled his finger from her pussy and leaned down to kiss her lips. They eased her thighs down as Hal slowly pulled from her ass. He kissed her belly, then licked over the belly ring and up to her mouth. She grabbed a hold of his hair and pulled him closer to kiss her deeper.
“I love you,” she told him.
“I love you, too,” he replied.
They lay together on the bed, recuperating from their lovemaking session when Michaela looked at Jake.
“As much as I would love to stay here like this forever, we have some work to do.”
“Work to do?” he asked as Billy and Hal sat up, leaning on their elbows and caressing her thighs.
She smiled. “We need to go to my place. There’s a box of Annette’s things, and maybe something might trigger a memory of the possible password. I didn’t open it. I just stuck it up in the attic.”
“Why didn’t you mention this earlier to Alonso and the Feds?” Jake asked.
She cupped his cheek. “I don’t need a bunch of strangers around, putting pressure on me, making me nervous right now. I need men I trust. The safety and security that the three of you can provide for me as you help me think things through. We’re a team now, remember? I can only get through this with the three of you by my side.”
Jake smiled. “Did I tell you how much I love you?”
“You can tell me every day for the rest of our lives, Jake. It will never grow old.”
Chapter 10
Michaela was feeling frustrated as she sat on the bed in her bedroom, completely baffled. She had texted Alonso several times with various suggestions as passwords. None of them worked. She had her sister’s items scattered around the floor in front of her and on the bed. She was so relieved that Burt and Jerome, as well as Serefina and her mother, came over to clean up the bedroom. No one would ever know that she was attacked in here.
“Hey, do you need to take a break?” Billy asked, leaning inside the doorway. He had left a little while ago, saying he forgot something at their house. Jake and Hal remained downstairs.
She placed the wine ornament back into the small box wondering what that meant. She had been analyzing every item and trying to see if its name or something similar had nine letters. The Feds said a nine-letter-word password. There could be a million possibilities.
“I would love one.”
“Good. Before I come in, I just wanted you to know that I picked something up the other day for you. I don’t know if this will make things worse, or if it’s not the right time, but, well, I’ll just give it to you anyway.”
She looked at him, wondering what he was talking about, when he reached back behind the wall in the hallway and returned holding a huge, four-foot-high, fluffy brown bear with a great big pink bow.
“Oh my God!” she squealed, moving quickly toward the edge of the bed as he set it on the floor.
“For me?” she asked as Jake and Hal entered the bedroom next. The tears streamed down her cheeks. She hugged Billy and then she hugged the bear. He had truly listened to her. They all did when she explained about having nothing as a child. Not a doll, a stuffed bear, nothing.
She hugged the bear, cringing that her shoulder ached, but she was suddenly filled with such magical joy it shocked her. She stared at the bear, remembering as a child how she wished she had one to cuddle with at night. Especially when her and Annette cuddled as their parents fought. She closed her eyes, the emotion overwhelming as she held her hand over her chest.
“Aw, baby. If it’s too much, I’ll take it away,” Billy said, reaching for it and moving it toward the wall.
“Don’t you dare, Billy McCurran. I love it. I’ll keep it forever.” She reached for his hand and he pulled her into his arms. He kissed her deeply and then Jake and Hal kissed her next.
Jake looked at the bed and cleared off some of the items. “This is a lot to look at,” he said as she lay on the bed, facing the wall she had finished painting and all the items from her sister’s box. The big bear sat right next to it and she stared at it all.
Billy took off his shoes and got onto the bed with her. She snuggled next to him as she stared at it all.
“None of these things from the box make me remember anything from our childhood. I don’t understand why she placed my name on the security box and I don’t know the password. There isn’t even a picture in her belongings of the two of us. Not a letter, a note, a diary, nothing that would indicate Annette even had a sister or a family ever.” She was frustrated.
“It will come to you. Just relax, take a little break,” Hal suggested as he and Jake took seats on the edge of the bed.
Michaela stared at the items, at the bear, her first bear ever, and then the scene. Her heart hammered inside of her chest. It was like a lightbulb went off inside of her head. “Oh God. I’m so stupid.” She sat up. “Ouch.”
“Easy, Michaela. What’s wrong?” Jake asked, placing his hand on her knee.
“I think I got it.”
“Really?” Hal asked her.
She pointed to the bear. “Thank you, Billy. Thank you for reminding me about the wishful tho
ughts of children. Things were so bad in my house. You know we had nothing, no toys, and I explained that Annette cried all the time. We were only children. How did we cope with all the dysfunction, the yelling, the screaming, the hateful words, and the horror of it all?” She stood up, pulled the wine ornament out of the box, and then turned to look at the paining and then back at her three men who watched her with uncertainty but full attention.
“We dreamed of going away, to another place, to a perfect life, together. Away from the pain, the fear, and the negativity. We dreamed of Tuscany.” She held the wine ornament up so they could see it.
“I don’t understand,” Hal said.
“You think Tuscany is the password?” Jake asked.
“It only has seven letters,” Billy added.
She shook her head.
“What stood out most to you even though this painting isn’t finished?” she asked them.
“The sun,” Jake stated and stood up. He smiled at Michaela.
“The Tuscan sun,” she said, and he hugged her close.
“That has nine letters. That must be it,” Hal said.
She squeezed Jake tight and closed her eyes, feeling the tears again.
“Maybe my sister really was trying to protect me that day, like I had always protected her growing up?”
“Let’s call Alonso and see if that password works.” Jake pulled out his phone and handed it to Michaela. Her voice sounded shaky as she spoke to him.
“Alonso, try Tuscan sun. Oh, and I want to know what was in that security box. I need to know.” She closed the phone and turned in Jake’s arms to look at the unfinished painting.
“I’m going to finish that painting, Jake. Before I do anything else to this house, I’m finishing it. For Annette.”
Epilogue
A week later Michaela was upstairs in her bedroom finishing the painting. As she added a few last strokes, completing her project with an uplifted heart and a new perspective on life, she sighed. Sitting down on the bed, paintbrush in hand, she absorbed the scene. The beautiful, bright Tuscan sun light cascaded over a lovely home, situated on a vineyard in the distance. It looked so inviting and perfect, just as Annette and she had talked about it being. The home, the family, and the two of them safe and happy. In the corner heading toward the house with two dogs they never had the opportunity to have, two young girls held hands, their excitement evident even though their backs were toward the viewer. Her and Annette. Children making their wish a reality.
She felt the tear roll down her cheek as she recalled what she learned only days before from the items in the security box.
Her sister wrote her a letter. Michaela pulled it from her pocket, having read it multiple times already, and bringing tears to her eyes, yet a joy and closure to her heart.
To the best sister a girl could ask for,
If you’re reading this letter, then I’m probably dead. Know that I’m in a happier place than I’ve ever been before.
I know you probably hate me. There was a time, a long time, that I hated myself. I ran away, unable to handle any of it anymore. But you stayed. You were always so much stronger than me, braver, and more determined to have a future. I gave up, gave in, and took the wrong paths. But when you contacted me the other day, trying to make plans to get back together, something changed inside of me, Michaela. I felt something. It was deep, way inside my heart, a heart I thought was hollow and black.
You called again, left another message. Insistent and stubborn as always, and something changed in me. I remembered those horrible nights, crying, complaining, shivering in fear as the sounds of the yelling, the banging, and things breaking scared me. And I remembered you holding me in your arms telling me that everything was going to be all right. So many times throughout these years after I left, I longed for you to hold me and make things right. But I chose to run and hide, instead of fighting. I’m dying, Michaela. I’m going to die because of the bad choices I made. But I want to make things right.
In this box—I knew you would figure out the password. You were always so smart and beautiful—you’ll find my last dying wish. Although I may have done some stupid things to get this money, it was still well earned. And you may not realize it but Solomon really isn’t that bad of a person, he’s just misguided. Perhaps if he had a sister like you growing up, he wouldn’t be where he is now. Either way, it doesn’t matter. But telling you how much I love you, and how grateful I was for having you as my sister was important to me.
So, I leave you, my only family, the only person worthy of all I have left in the world, this package of money. Don’t worry, my attorney’s number along with a copy of the will is in the box, too. No one but you can get this. I want you to take that trip, Michaela. I want you to go and see the Tuscan sun. I want you to think of me, of us there together at peace, and filled with happiness. I love you always. There are no regrets, no more pain, and no more sadness now. Just fond memories of that Tuscan sun that helped us to survive.
All my love. Oh, and have a glass of wine for me.
Your little sister,
Annette
Michaela wiped away the tear and looked at the painting. She would do as her sister asked, and she would take that trip. Heck, with the quarter of a million dollars her sister left her, she could take a lot of trips.
“Hey, you finished it?” Jake asked as he entered her bedroom. She wiped her eyes and folded up the letter they were used to seeing her with, and stood up.
“It’s finished,” she whispered.
Billy and Hal entered next.
“Oh wow, Michaela, it’s gorgeous. You are so talented,” Billy told her.
She smiled. “I’m glad it’s complete. I feel just about fully relieved and free again.”
“Just about? Why not completely? The bad guys have all been locked up. Carlucci gave up Dipero’s location while trying to minimize the charges against him thanks to those thumb drives. The Feds have their work cut out for them weeding through all the documented corruption and so does Alonso. There was a nice list of important names on those thumb drives, but none of that has anything to do wit us. Nothing else is connected to you, so there’s no more danger, and your sister left you that letter and all that money,” Jake said.
She looked at her men.
“Well, you three need to commit to a date so we can take that trip to Italy. No more excuses of fear of flying and not fitting in. I need you,” she whispered, knowing that whenever she said that to her men, they immediately succumbed to her desires.
Hal pointed his finger at her, and then curled it indicating for her to come closer to him as he stood by the bed.
She walked over and he grabbed her by the waist, twisted her around, and placed her over his thighs.
“Hal!” she squealed.
The feel of his large hand caressing over her ass through her cotton shorts aroused her.
“Someone has been taking advantage of her men. I think you need a little reminder about who’s in charge.”
“Hal, don’t you—”
Smack.
She jerked as his hand came down on her ass for the first time ever. For weeks they’d teased her, threatened her with spankings when she was naughty or stubborn, and now here she was over his knees and completely aroused by the sensations it caused.
“Not so mouthy now, is she?” Billy asked as Hal lifted her back up and into his arms on his lap.
“I don’t deserve a spanking.” She pouted.
“I thought differently. Now, this is the deal. We are going to go with you to Tuscany, but when we return, we want a commitment from you, too,” Hal stated. She looked at him oddly, and then at Jake and Billy who stood there looking so sexy and handsome. She loved them so very much.
“What commitment are you referring to?”
Hal caressed her thigh with his hand as she remained sitting across his lap.
“The one where you ask us to move in with you, so we can spend more time together.”
She felt the tears fill her eyes. Her place was much bigger than theirs and it was closer to the beach and boardwalk. After all the work she’d done on it, she didn’t want to sell it or leave here.
“Really? You would give up your house to move in here with me?” she asked.
“We’d still hold on to the house to use as rental income,” Billy said.
“Yeah, that’s all we need to do, start letting people think that our woman is taking care of us financially. Not happening,” Jake stated with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
She chuckled. “No one knows anything about the money but you three. Well, I don’t need to wait until after Tuscany. Move in with me now. Stay here with me so that we can begin every day together and end every night together.”
“Now that’s one hell of an offering. Yes,” Hal said and then kissed her.
“Yes,” Jake stated and then leaned down and kissed her next.
“Yes, only on one condition,” Billy said.
“One condition? What?” she asked, wondering what he could possibly ask for.
“You put that huge-ass teddy bear on the floor, and move it out of my spot in the bed.”
She chuckled as she looked over Hal’s shoulder and saw the bear sitting right in the middle of the bed.
“I don’t know, I kind of like him there. Can’t he join us?” she teased, and Hal tipped her body over pretending to drop her and she squealed. Billy lifted her up and into his arms. She straddled his waist.
“There’s only one bear allowed in your bed, baby, and that’s me.”
Billy kissed her deeply and then lowered her to the bed where Jake and Hal quickly divested her of her clothing. The bear was tossed onto the floor, and soon she was surrounded by her gloriously sexy, naked men who once again set her heart on fire, with a love she hoped would last forever.
THE END
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