Any Given Sunday

by Mari Carr

  “We’re cutting off your senses today, sometimes one or two at a time. For now, it’s just your sight. Later, I have a ball gag I’ll put in your mouth. Chad has his iPod and at some point, we’re plunging you into a world of just music. Today is going to be all about heightening certain senses while taking others away. And we’re broadening your sexual experiences along the way.”

  As Sean spoke the last, she felt Chad’s hand on her ass, holding her still. Cold lubrication landed on her anus and she jumped in surprise.

  “Shhh,” Sean smoothed. He continued to whisper wonderful, wicked words while Chad slowly worked the cool gel into her ass.

  “We’re both taking you today,” Sean added.

  She fought to remain quiet, knowing her silence was expected. The smartass inside was tempted to inform Sean they’d already both taken her, but when he explained just how broad her horizons were about to become, she fell mute.

  “I’m going to fuck your ass, while Chad claims that sweet cunt of yours. Then we’re switching places. You’re ours, Lauren. Today, we’re proving to you exactly what that means.”

  Chad added another finger to the first that was slowly fucking her ass and she quivered. Sean had finger-fucked her there lots of times, but she’d always stopped him from doing more. Today, it seemed she wasn’t being offered the option of refusing.

  Not that she would. She was already on the verge of an orgasm and the only stimulation they were providing were the two fingers in her ass and Sean’s naughty words wreaking havoc on her libido.

  “God, yes,” she hissed. Chad gripped her hip tighter, her acquiescence clearly pleasing him.

  “She’s ready,” Chad said, and Lauren braced herself, wondering what exactly she was ready for.

  Sean moved down the bed, his thighs brushing against hers as he knelt by her hip. He gripped her ass, pulling her cheeks apart.

  “What—” she started.

  “Shh. We bought a butt plug for you. You’ll wear it during breakfast. It’ll stretch you for our cocks.”

  She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out as Chad slowly pushed the toy inside her. It was considerably bigger than Chad’s fingers and she forced air into her lungs as the pressure built.

  “Breathe out now, Lauren,” Sean told her. She released the breath she was holding, the action relaxing her muscles enough that Chad could slide another inch inside.

  “It’s too big,” she said when he pressed harder.

  Sean reached under her and roughly pinched her nipple. The pleasure-pain of the unexpected touch sent sparks to her pussy and she pushed her ass up. The action had the desired effect as the rest of the toy slipped inside. She was filled to the hilt and the initial pain of the possession gave way to a pressure that had her pussy muscles clenching hungrily.

  “Fuck me,” she begged, aware she didn’t care who took her so long as someone did.

  Chad chuckled. “Told you she’d love it.”

  Sean ran a comforting hand along her bare back and she knew she wasn’t going to like his next words.

  “After breakfast.”

  “Dammit, Sean—” she protested, ready to insist.

  He cut her off. “I can always put the ball gag in now, Lauren.”

  She nearly bit her tongue off in her attempt not to give him the dressing-down he deserved.

  “Good girl,” Chad murmured. “I think that restraint calls for a reward.”

  Chad pushed two hard fingers into her pussy, curling them to rub the membrane between his fingers and the toy. She started to shove against his hand, anxious for more of the delicious stimulation, but Sean gripped her waist, stilling her movements.

  “Take what he gives you, Lauren. No more.”

  She wanted to scream that she wanted more, but again she managed—just barely—to hold in the complaint.

  “Please,” she whispered.

  She felt a slight movement behind her on the bed, prayed it signaled one of her men was about to take her. She missed her vision, though she could appreciate their reasons for blindfolding her. Without being able to see what was coming, she could only wait, anticipate, the feeling ratcheting her arousal even higher.

  Suddenly, she felt something different. Another hand?

  “I want to play too.” Sean’s finger entered her pussy along with Chad’s two, the added girth sending a rush of warmth through her.

  “God, yes.”

  They began to move in unison, both of them fucking her together. Their pressing fingers shifted, plunging deeper, taking her faster. She fought to keep from bucking like a bronco beneath them. Over and over they thrust inside her, until she cried out with her orgasm, the pleasure of being doubly filled driving her over a cliff into absolute rapture. How would it feel when it was their cocks instead of a toy and their fingers? The idea sent an aftershock of her climax rumbling through her.

  She collapsed facedown on the bed, panting. As her wits returned, she realized they’d removed the blindfold, both men flanking her on the bed, caressing her, kissing her, making her feel like the most precious treasure on earth.

  “How about breakfast?” Sean asked.

  “I have a feeling I’ll need it,” Lauren joked. “Gotta keep my strength up.”

  * * * * *

  Chad pushed Lauren onto the bed. They’d had a leisurely breakfast, talking and laughing like it was any other Sunday morning, despite the fact they were all nude and Lauren had a butt plug in her ass. After breakfast they went to the living room, where some hot and heavy petting ensued. He wasn’t sure how they’d restrained from having sex at least twenty times in the past three hours, but it seemed as if they all knew how special this time was going to be and none of them wanted to rush it.

  Finally, Sean had broken. He’d simply looked at them both and said, “Upstairs.”

  Chad covered Lauren’s body with his, kissing her in the way he’d dreamed of for years. She was everything he’d ever wanted and more. What was surprising was how natural it felt to share these experiences with Sean. Chad tried to imagine doing the same things without his best friend, but he couldn’t. While he loved Lauren, he knew those feelings were made a hundred times stronger because he shared them with Sean.

  He wasn’t sure what to make of that idea, but when Lauren wrapped her legs around his waist and ground her pussy against his groin, every thought in his mind fled.

  Sean walked around the bed, climbing onto the opposite side. Chad broke off the embrace, tapping Lauren’s thigh to indicate she should scoot into the middle. Claiming his own side, he propped his head on his hand and watched Lauren and Sean kiss. The two of them were beautiful together, years of practice giving them an inside track to what the other liked. That thought didn’t bother him as much as he’d thought it would. He was bringing the element of mystery to these encounters and it was increasing the excitement for all of them.

  Running his hand along her soft skin, Chad reached between her legs and pressed on the butt plug. Lauren broke away from Sean’s kiss with a gasp.

  “Ready?” he murmured, as he gripped the edge of the plug and began to pull it out. Lauren groaned—not in pain, but with need—as he pulled the toy out completely.

  Sean captured her lips once more, giving her a deep, wet kiss. Chad licked his lips as he watched his friend—and realized it was Sean’s kiss he was hungry for at that moment, not Lauren’s.

  Fuck. He pushed the thought aside.

  Sean rolled to his back, pulling Lauren on top of him. His actions went through Chad like a lightning bolt. He was giving Chad her ass, her virginity.

  Lauren rose above Sean and guided his cock to her body. Both of them groaned as she sank down on him, taking him completely inside. They’d played for hours, all of them primed and ready to erupt. Sean thrust shallowly a few times before stilling Lauren’s motions. Gripping her knees, Sean pulled them higher against his sides, ensuring her ass was open, Chad’s for the taking.

  “Chad,” Sean said.

  He didn’
t need to be asked twice, though as he reached out for the lubrication on the nightstand he noticed his hands were trembling slightly. So much was riding on this act.

  They wanted it, and they wanted her to want it. And more than just once. He and Sean had talked about how they planned to take Lauren, yesterday when they met up at the sex shop. It was the first time the two of them had mentioned the previous Sunday’s occurrences though he knew both of them had thought of nothing else since.

  He moved to the bottom of the bed and ran his hand along her skin, wondering if he’d ever felt anything so soft. She was shaking slightly. He gave Sean a concerned look and realized Sean had already noticed. He was holding her tighter, whispering soothing, tender words. As Sean assured Lauren this was going to be amazing, Chad took comfort in the words as well.

  He placed the tube of lubrication to her hole and squeezed a generous amount. Slowly he worked it into her tight opening, first with one finger, then two, then three. She was panting, squirming with need by the time he pulled his hand away. Placing his cock at her entrance, he glanced down and watched as Sean nodded, giving him an encouraging smile.

  He began to press forward, savoring the sounds of Lauren’s mews for more and Sean’s groaned, “Yes.”

  The feeling was one he’d never expected to experience, the moment the most important of his life. Slowly, he entered Lauren’s ass and felt, for the first time, like he’d come home. He could feel Sean’s cock through the membrane between them. Felt his friend as Sean began to thrust.

  Chad remained still for a moment and closed his eyes against the incredible sensations racking his body. Sean moved again and Chad tried to restrain the shudder fighting its way through him. He leaned over Lauren, resting against her back as he sought more of the closeness, more of her warmth.

  When he opened his eyes, his gaze was captured by Sean’s.

  He recognized the look. He’d seen it before.

  As he watched, Sean raised his hand from Lauren’s neck and cupped Chad’s cheek. The caress was shocking, but not unwanted. Before Chad could consider his actions, he bent forward, placing a kiss on Lauren’s bare shoulder before moving even lower.

  Sean met him halfway, his lips covering Chad’s, Sean’s strong hand holding him in place for the kiss.

  The touch of Sean’s tongue against his closed lips jarred him to his senses and he moved away quickly, staggered by the implications of what had just happened. His gaze flew to Lauren’s and he realized she’d watched the kiss. She’d seen it.

  His heart began to race with fear, confusion, trapped lust. “Lauren,” he whispered miserably.

  She smiled, the most understanding, loving smile he’d ever seen. “Make love to me, Chad,” she said softly. “Make love to us.”

  Her words released the demon in his soul and he began to move. His first reaction had been to pull out, to get out—out of this room and this house, but as he moved, Sean did too. The pressure of their combined fucking was his undoing and he couldn’t make himself give up the pleasure. He pushed in again and again until he and Sean were moving in tandem, taking Lauren as if their lives, their futures depended on it.

  His climax hit him like an eighteen-wheeler and he felt as if he wouldn’t survive the impact. Sean and Lauren followed, the three of them clinging to each other in the aftermath. As they slowly disentangled, Chad fell to the side, Lauren quickly claiming her spot in the middle.

  Once again, Chad lay quietly listening as Sean and Lauren slept. This was becoming a habit, his lovers sleeping as he lay awake—freaking out. He was anxious to break it.

  Hell, it had already broken. Everything was broken.

  Rising quietly, Chad escaped the room. At the doorway, he turned to take one last look at his lovers. He knew there couldn’t be any more Sundays for him.

  * * * * *

  Sean followed Lauren into the living room. They’d awoken a few minutes earlier to find Chad missing from the bed. While he wasn’t surprised by Chad’s escape, he could see Lauren was upset by it. As they walked into the room, Chad looked at them, weariness written on his face. Had he been down here alone these past few hours, stressing out, worrying about that kiss as they slept?

  “We missed you,” Lauren said, bending down to kiss Chad. He turned his head at the last minute, her lips brushing his cheek instead, and Sean felt a twinge of anger at noticing Lauren’s obvious distress.

  “I wasn’t tired,” Chad lied. Sean could see the dark circles under his friend’s eyes that proved the deceit in his words.

  Lauren moved to the couch, grasping her knees to her chest in a position that was nothing less than self-protective. Again he was angry at Chad. The kiss had freaked Chad out, but that wasn’t Lauren’s fault. It was his. He’d been a dumbass and followed Justin’s advice. He’d led with his stupid impulsiveness rather than his brain, honestly thinking he could trick Chad into accepting his advances. Shit. Even just thinking about it now left him feeling like the world’s biggest fool. You can’t trick a heterosexual man into bisexuality. Jesus.

  “So,” Lauren said hesitantly. “What’s next?”

  Chad seemed to pale at her question. “Next?”

  “Fuck,” Sean muttered. He wasn’t about to sit in the room and skirt around the problem that was slapping them all in the face. “Say it, Chad. Just say what you’re thinking.”

  “I can’t do this anymore.”

  Chad’s words hit Sean harder than a brick, though he’d been expecting them ever since that kiss.

  It was Lauren who replied first. “Why?”

  “God, Lauren,” Chad said, the words sounding like they were costing him a pound in pain for every syllable. “Can’t you just let this go?”

  “No. God no.” Lauren rose, knelt in front of Chad. “Do you think this is wrong, Chad? I mean, I know you’ve never been very happy with Lily’s relationship with Justin and K. Is it the threesome that’s bothering you?”

  Chad shook his head. “It’s not the ménage. I know I wasn’t thrilled about Lily’s relationship at first. I mean, she’s my sister. You know how that is. No guy would ever be good enough and suddenly she’s sleeping with two of them. Now, though…” Chad’s words drifted away but Sean wanted to hear them, wanted to know where Chad stood. Though he’d embraced sex with Lauren, Sean could see his friend back-pedaling quickly.

  “Now?” Sean prompted.

  Chad rubbed his eyes wearily. “Now I just don’t know. I can’t— This isn’t the same thing. Fuck, it’s not even close to being the same thing Lily shares with Justin and K.”

  Sean’s chest ached as he listened to his friend’s words and he knew what was different. Knew why Chad would continue to fight this threesome.

  “Tell us how it’s different,” Lauren said, her words proving she knew exactly what was going on. Sean also knew she wouldn’t relent, wouldn’t let Chad escape without saying the words.

  Unfortunately, Chad’s face closed down and Sean knew she’d never get that confession. “I just want to be normal. Live a normal life.”

  Lauren laughed sadly. “Normal is just a perception, Chad. And those are open to personal opinions. You know that.”

  He nodded. “There’s more at stake here. You know that.”

  Though his friend whispered the words to Lauren, Sean heard them. Heard them and understood them.

  Lauren nodded, and then she looked over at Sean for some support, some answer.

  Sean frowned, uncomfortable with her intense scrutiny. He hardened his features, erased every emotion from his face. If Chad didn’t want this, he wouldn’t force it on him. He needed to find a way to fix what he’d ruined, but the answer wouldn’t come to him. In the end, he simply shrugged and looked away.

  Lauren turned from him, but not before he saw the pain in her face. “So we chalk this up as a failed experiment without ever saying what went wrong? We just forget it all? Forget what we want and go back to the way things were?”

  Chad leaned forward, grasping her hands
in his. “I think we have to, Lauren.”

  Lauren shook her head, fury dripping from her words. “No, we don’t.”

  Chad stood up angrily. “Yes, we do. I never asked to be included in your relationship because regardless of what I might have wanted, I knew it wouldn’t work. Think about it. Both of you take off the fucking rose-colored glasses and think about why this won’t work.”

  Sean knew why. He knew Lauren did too. He also knew he loved the two people in this room more than he’d ever loved anyone. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t give Chad and Lauren, wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for them.

  Really? There’s nothing you won’t do, Sean?

  No, he thought. There was one thing he couldn’t do. No matter how hard he tried.

  He couldn’t stop loving Chad.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lauren absentmindedly buttered her bagel on Saturday morning as her mind whirled over the previous week. Her head was pounding from lack of sleep. She was tired of living in a silent, empty house. Since Sunday, Sean had managed to work eighteen hours a day, every day, coming home in the wee hours of the morning, dropping onto the couch in exhaustion and disappearing again as soon as he rose. When Chad wasn’t in classes, he was hunkered down in the basement, working like a demon to finish an apartment she suspected he never planned to live in. She’d found a newspaper lying on a chair in the office with available apartments around Baltimore circled.

  Sean stumbled in and poured a cup of coffee. “Mornin’,” he grumbled.

  She turned, offered him a faint smile. She’d risen early so she could catch both of her men. She’d hit her limit of patience. The silent routines ended today.

  “I’m making a nice dinner for all of us tonight.”

  Sean took a drink of coffee and she could see the wheels in his brain searching for an excuse. “I have to work the bar tonight at the pub.”

  “No,” she said. “You don’t. I called Tris. Told him I’d planned something special. He said he’d cover you. You’re officially off duty at three.” Tris had been happy to give Sean the time off. It was clear Sean’s brother was worried about him. Tris had subtly tried to find out what was happening, but Lauren brushed Sean’s sudden sullenness off as a misunderstanding she intended to clear up over dinner.