“Alright, that’s quite enough. You came here with me, remember?” Lennon said, tugging gently at her arm in a playful voice. She dropped her hold on me and stepped back, but I didn’t miss the look of want that passed from Lennie to me.
“Aww, my poor baby, don’t you want to share me again?” she asked Len in a patronizing tone. Fortunately, no one else was in earshot but I felt disappointed, even though I thought she was joking.
An odd pang of jealousy shot through me, and I felt an instant sense of loss when she’d called Lennon her baby. Even though I’d drawn the line on his exploration, I felt depressed that I wouldn’t allow myself to give him what he wanted.
“It’s okay, Coral. I know I’ve got stiff competition for your affections. Everyone finds Rick attractive, especially me,” he replied in a jovial tone. A shock of pleasure and anxiety shot through me and our eyes met again at his secret confession. His gaze intensified until I broke the silent connection when I heard Coral talking again.
“Hmm, interesting,” she remarked before snaking her arms around Lennon’s waist and staring up at him.
“Sweetheart, if I didn’t know you better, I’d say you were hitting on ol’ Rick here.”
“I could say the same about you. What would you say to that?” Coral asked.
“I’d say you’re a meddler, Coral Wilkinson. Always looking for what’s not there.”
“Oh, it’s there all right. Does that bother me? Not in the least. Two hot guys, hard for each other as well as me? I’d say that was a delicious fantasy.”
“I’m not biting, Coral. You’re seeing something that isn’t there.”
“I am? Could have fooled me. You’re both practically panting for each other here.”
“Cut this shit out, Corrie. You’re not gonna get a rise out of me,” Lennon insisted, in a tone that was far less playful than before.
“Maybe not. But I know a man that can,” she answered looking at me then checking out Lennon’s groin. Fuck she’s not joking. Glancing at Lennon’s groin, I saw his erection stretch all the way to his side jeans pocket on the right.
“Coral has a habit of saying inappropriate things in company.”
“Only saying what I see.”
“Nonsense,” Lennon muttered as he pulled her head toward his mouth and kissed her forehead. Looking over the top of her head directly at me I saw disappointment flash through his eyes, but I could see by the possessive way he held her he was really into her; hell I was into her and I’d only spent one evening with her.
“So, this is where you’re all hiding,” Lily drawled when she found us outside one of the dressing room doors. "And you must be Coral. I finally get to meet you in person,” Lily said taking her hand. “May I borrow Coral for a few minutes? I want her input with designs for some t-shirts we want to have made to sell at the event,” Lily asked as she grabbed Coral’s hand. When Lily began leading her away from us Coral glanced back over her shoulder.
“You two can figure out where you’re taking me to lunch. I’m starving.”
Both Len and I watched the women until they walked around a corner and out of view then Len looked back at me.
“How’ve you been?” he asked in a concerned tone.
“Great. Doing well… busy, you know? You?”
“Not so great,” he said shoving his hands in his pockets.
“No?”
“No. Corrie won’t stop going on about you. It would appear you’ve had quite an effect on her.”
I chuckled, feeling awkward again, “She’ll get over me,” I replied jovially.
“Not so sure about that. She’s determined to make it happen again,” he replied.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, and she needs to keep her thoughts to herself. You don’t think she’d tell Lily, do you?”
“I wish we’d never done it,” Len admitted.
His words suddenly seemed like a rejection. Which was crazy considering I had been the one to spurn his advances. Len stood about a couple of feet from me—within my personal space, but far enough apart not to feel completely intimate.
I nodded slowly. I had been worried this would be the outcome of our actions when he realized it benefited no one to get involved the way we had.
“It was a little out of left field and being friends n’all, it was a moment of insanity…” I admitted as my voice trailed off.
The look on Len’s face was gravely serious as he met my gaze and held it for longer than I would have expected.
“Didn’t feel insane,” Lennie mumbled and took a step toward me, grabbing my bicep. He gave it a squeeze with a smile that would have melted the hardest of hearts. “It felt like the most natural thing I’d done in years.”
When he touched me my heart-rate accelerated from that one small contact. The potential power behind his grip hinted at how firmly he could handle me.
“Don’t—” I stated quickly. That one word was tinted with anger, but it was said in frustration at my dilemma.
Instead of dropping his hand and stepping back, he stepped so close our upper bodies touched. Len reached past me, pulled down the handle of the door behind me and edged me back by nudging my chest with his until we were both inside the room.
When he kicked the door closed behind him he was still holding my upper arm, and my heart-rate had accelerated in anticipation from how decisive his move had been.
“Tell me in all honesty you don’t want me to kiss you and I won’t,” he said, his voice laced with frustration as his eyes watched for my reaction.
“Fuck, Len, this isn’t helping either of us,” I replied, unable to give the answer I needed to give.
Grabbing my other arm, Len turned me to my left and slammed me against the nearest wall before pinning me there with his body.
Both of us were slightly breathless with the anticipation of his dangerous proposition because we both knew we were already in a situation that had already grown between us.
“Like I said, Lennie—”
“Shh,” he whispered, his hot breath fanning across my face as his forehead rested on mine. Of all the women that had pulled that move I’d never felt as desired as I had when Len did it.
The look that passed between us said he was waiting for my reply but in that position with his delicious hard body pressing mine to the wall I was never going to say no. I could feel his cock rubbing against mine.
“Hmm,” The involuntary sound escaped my mouth and was rewarded with Len’s slow and delectably sexy smile as his eyes lost the worry he’d held in them to be replaced by a burning desire.
“You can be a pain in the ass sometimes,” Len muttered with another grin.
“You got that right, but I’ve never had any complaints giving anyone one,” I joked trying to smooth the waters a little.
He rewarded me with a sexy smirk. “For the record, I think it would be fucking hot. I can’t think of much else since I had you in my mouth.”
My cock almost burst with need in response to his admission. “No doubt, and I’d be lying if I said it hadn’t crossed my mind a time or two, but this is all kinds of wrong for us.”
My sentence died on my lips as his hands left my arms and one hand landed on the wall near my head. The look in his eyes was anything but playful as the fingers of his other hand gripped my hair and tugged my head up slightly until my mouth lightly brushed his.
A shudder passed through the both of us simultaneously and Len pressed his mouth to mine harder. His wet tongue penetrated my lips and swept around mine, each exploring the taste of the other as we became locked in a deep and frantic kiss.
My hands reached for his ass and I pulled him closer, our cocks gliding past each other as we both rocked from side to side. His hand moved from the wall to grip my neck and the possessive way he held me sent a thrill of arousal I felt deep in my core. As sudden as the kiss came, Len pulled away.
Stepping back to a safe distance, he smirked, cleared his throat, and touched his lips with his
fingertips. His smirk spread to a smile when he looked at me.
“Don’t shut me out, Rick. I’ve tasted you and I want more. I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks anymore. That night we had? All that did was make me more positive I’d be missing something incredible if I settled for Corrie alone.”
“Lennie that puts me right back in the same position I had with Jody. What happens when the time comes for Coral to wise up and want to walk away? If we did this, who would you choose? I’m not naïve to think it would be me because you have a long-time history with your girl and I’ve seen how you are together. I don’t want to be the one to come between what you’ve got there.”
“I believe things work themselves out in time, and who knows what any of us will feel? Hell, I may lose Coral to you eventually. Have you seen the way she looks at you? You blew her mind when we did her together. She can’t stop talking about it. If I’m willing to take this chance…” his voice trailed off, and he shrugged.
Shoving his hands in his jacket pockets he then pulled them wide as he opened his arms, my eyes immediately grazed over his gorgeous hard form, barely hidden by the tight t-shirt he wore.
“Look, have lunch with us at the pizza place down the end of the block, we’ll talk then?” I glanced at my watch. It was almost 1pm. Before I could reply Coral flung open the door, “There you are,” she said like she’d found what she’d been looking for.
Len glanced at her then looked back at me as he stood in silence. The quiet pause stretched out between all of us until I spoke.
“This is a fucking bad idea, Lennie,” I said, once I’d seen Coral again. My body was screaming for him… for her, for them both together, but my head was clear, and I figured if I went down that road again with them one of us would get badly hurt. It was then I realized it wasn’t just sex I was considering, it was more than that.
Before Len could respond, Alfie called my name, and I turned to face the couple who had arrived at the door. I avoided eye contact with Lennie and changed the subject when I called out to Lily.
Len and Coral left shortly afterward leaving me to concentrate on what I’d gone there for, but as I was about to leave, he sent me a text from the restaurant reminding me they were waiting. A short mental tussle went on in my head, but my heart won out when I finally decided to go there and meet them.
Chapter Thirteen
Second Sitting
Lunch turned out to be less awkward than I could have wished for with Lennie talking about subjects of interest to us both; even Coral was into most of what we spoke about and I loved the three-way conversation between us.
Sitting opposite Coral for over two hours gave me plenty of opportunity to study her and learn more about her personality and it was easy to see why Lennie had fallen in love with the girl. She was an ordinary girl with no airs or graces, but she was stunningly beautiful in a natural way, as well as being funny and intelligent.
Coral’s gorgeous face was one of those that drew the eye of every passing man and made all who interacted with her smile. More than once she leaned over and grabbed my hand when she found something funny, profound, or emotional. A few times she left it lingering there.
When that had happened, I glanced at Len and noted him watching her body language intently. If I wasn’t mistaken he didn’t appear too comfortable with her paying more attention to me than him.
A couple of times Len’s hand inadvertently brushed my knee when he was pulling at his own pants under the table and then he’d look at me in a way that told me it was an accident but at the same time he wasn’t sorry.
I knew my resolve had turned to dust when they shared a dessert and I felt the agony between my legs. They fed each other broken meringue, ice-cream, raspberry sauce, and assorted berries, in a painfully slow tease. Every “Mm,” “ah,” and ecstatic “oh” pulled at my cock.
Between them they had me throwing caution to the wind as I headed back to Len’s place with Coral tucked neatly under my arm. That wasn’t my idea, it was Coral that put herself there. By the time Lennie threw his keys on the kitchen countertop she had her hands inside the front of my jeans. “Whoa there, darlin,” I said, chuckling as I pulled them free of my junk.
Coral didn’t take no for an answer and made a dive for my belt, but it was Lennie who scooped her up by the waist and set her aside then wrapped his arms tightly around her again, pinning hers to her side.
I watched as Lennon took control, backing her up against the counter then tilting his hips to gain friction against her as he lowered his head for a kiss. Coral made another mewling noise of pleasure as she lifted one leg in her effort to raise it high on his.
Freeing her from his grasp, Len reached down to her hips and lifted her onto the kitchen counter and hitched the short skirt she wore over her ass to display her tiny pink lace thong.
For a few minutes it was as if they’d forgotten I was even there. Shrugging out of my jacket, I threw it over the back of a sofa and wandered around the counter top then helped myself to a beer. I cleared my throat, “Found the beer, where’s the popcorn at?” I said, when I became pissed at being ignored. Len gestured to the cupboard above where I stood, and I turned to check if he was being facetious. Opening the cupboard there were stacks of microwave popcorn in multiple flavors.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I said and started to laugh. Len pulled his head back from Coral who immediately dragged it back by the neck of his t-shirt and tried to reengage him again.
“Easy, baby,” he said gruffly and lifted her off the counter top and stood her back on her feet. Without looking up at him she walked slowly to the sofa, sliding one shoe off and then the other. Grabbing her top at the hem with her arms crossed she pulled it over her head and discarded it before unzipping the short skirt and letting that drop to the floor.
“Damn, it’s too fucking hot in here,” she commented before lying the full length of the sofa with her arms extended above her, posing like some porn star waiting for her next job.
I leaned forward, placing my elbows on the counter, and quietly sipped my beer as I enjoyed the view. Len wandered around to the fridge, opened the door and pulled out a beer, distracting my attention from Coral to him. When he closed the door, he adjusted his junk in his jeans drawing my eyes to his delicious sizable bulge. Riveted to the spot I watched as his hand slid over the material and using his finger and thumb he traced down both sides outlining it for me.
When I looked back to Coral, she had her eyes closed, and I repositioned myself back on the counter. I concentrated on the rise and fall of her breasts. Two firm hands reached for my hips and I felt Len settle behind me, his erection pressed against my ass cheeks. My eyes had been half closed, but they sprang open in Coral’s direction, and I was pleased to see hers were still closed.
Len quickly licked my neck, and I almost buckled my knees when his hand simultaneously slid down my front and he unzipped my jeans. Pushing back as I straightened, Len’s hand slipped away, and I moved around the counter and headed over to Coral, leaving Len behind. I gripped both sides of her thong, gently pulled it down her legs and removed it. Coral’s eyes had sprung open when she felt me near and watched me intently.
Kneeling at the side of the sofa I lifted one leg and lay it over my shoulder then gently parted her pussy lips. I’d decided if they were determined to do this, then I would give them both what they wanted, but I’d do it my way and if they didn’t like it by fuck, I’d make them own it because I’d tried to do the right thing by them until that point.
I lifted her ass, and she repositioned herself for better access, then I sunk my tongue into her entrance. She was already soaked, and I took pleasure in watching the shudder which accompanied the small squeal of delight that escaped her mouth. Len walked toward us, and when I heard a small chink of metal, I knew he had opened his belt. The thought of him doing that excited me.
Coral writhed underneath my mouth, her skin making a noise against the soft leather of the sofa beneath her.
“Fuck, you’re amazing with your tongue,” she said in a shaky voice and gripped my hair harder.
When she began gyrating her pussy in time with the suction, I knew she was getting close and a quick glance up confirmed what I thought. Her neck and face were flushed red—she was almost ready to blow. My eyes searched for Len’s reaction but were drawn to the movement of his hand and my mouth watered when I saw him stroking himself vigorously.
A sense of urgency grew inside me and I slid two fingers into her entrance, my mouth clamped tight on her clit as I sucked and finger fucked her over the edge. Instantly, Coral clamped my head between her legs as her ass bucked off the sofa so high only her shoulders, head, and one foot grounded her.
Len chuckled when I made her ride through her orgasm as she fought to separate herself from me. It was only when she collapsed back to the sofa that I released my hold.
“Jesus, that was insane,” she said as she rolled on her side and sat up. “I need to pee, move out of my way,” she advised me and took off down the hall to the bathroom. Len still had his t-shirt on, but the bottom half of his clothing was missing as he slowly strolled around the sofa and sat in front of me.
“It would appear you’re pretty talented with that mouth of yours,” he said as he smiled sensually and tugged his sizable cock right in front of me.
“You want some?” I asked and watched Len’s face light up, but the conflict came at the same time when his eyes glanced down the hall toward where Coral was. Taking charge, I shoved him back and wrapped my hand around his dick and before he could object I had stuffed half his length into my mouth.
A loud hiss was followed by a sexy groan as he shuffled himself into a more comfortable position. “Fuck me,” he exclaimed as I circled his head with my tongue. A few strokes later I had all his length in my mouth. I held it there for a few seconds then released and my own cock leaked pre-cum when I heard the grunt and moan that followed. Len’s long arms stretched over the back of the sofa as he lay in a leisurely pose until I began to move faster.
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