by Sarina Wilde
Liam smiled, reaching around so he could take Chas’ twitching cock in his fist and begin to pump it again. As they thrust against each other, the only sounds in the room were the creak of leather and their labored breathing.
Knowing it would get him off quickly, Liam squeezed and stroked the head of Chas’ prick just behind where it flared above his shaft.
“Damn, Liam. You trying to make me come?”
“Yes.” Liam laughed.
“Keep doing exactly that, bitch.”
Liam thrust hard, nearly knocking Chas off his feet. “You’re calling me bitch? Aren’t you the one with a dick up your ass?”
Chas laughed. “Yeah, and it feels great. You should try it more often.”
“Maybe I will.” With that, Chas swelled in his hand and cried out as his cum shot in short bursts onto the rough, wooden floor. The feel of Chas’ seed all over his hand was all it took for Liam. With his other hand braced on Chas’ hip, he pumped hard and fast, his whole body tightening as he came.
The two men leaned side by side against the wall, breath panting and chests heaving.
“Damn, that was good.”
Liam glanced sideways at Chas. “Yeah. I needed that. Just the thing to take off the tension Julie always creates. Thanks, baby.”
She’d seen them turn away from the house and walk to the barn. She grinned, having some idea why they were headed that way. Was that wrong? To not be jealous? But she wasn’t. It felt like a normal rhythm of life. She had things to do right now, like getting dinner ready. She also needed a little bit of time to herself. With Wyatt gone, she felt a bit lost. He’d kept her busy all week, but she’d enjoyed his company. Having the house to themselves for a few days might be a good thing, though.
She knew Liam was stressed over what was going on with Wyatt. Chas was worried about the complaint filed against him at the hospital. She sighed. Life had a way of throwing roadblocks up, and that worried her. Things were going smoothly for her—for a change—and she found herself waiting for some cataclysmic event to occur.
Her life seemed marked by such occurrences.
She’d finished setting the table, laid the food out and had just put the salmon steaks on the table when Chas and Liam came in. Greer arched a brow at them, and they both grinned a little sheepishly.
“Have fun?” she inquired wickedly.
Liam grinned. “Practicing, just practicing.”
Greer’s nipples tightened, and a spear of lust stabbed her pussy, reminding her she still had the plug in her ass.
“So am I,” she murmured.
Chas looked from one to the other. “Something I should know?”
“I gave Greer something earlier to help her…loosen up a bit.”
Chas laughed. “I insist on being the one to remove it later. After all, I am the doctor.”
It seemed by mutual agreement, they avoided the topic of Julie, avoided the topic of Chas and his trouble as well. Instead, their discussion over dinner focused on how Greer’s attempts at sculpting were going—good—and whether Liam had gotten her to agree to pose for him—not yet.
As she rose to clear the table, both men stopped her. “We’ll do it.”
“But this is what you hired me to do,” she protested.
“You live with us. We can help.” Chas patted her ass. “Why don’t you get a tray to take upstairs—some fruit, cheese, crackers, wine—then get comfortable, but leave that butt plug in until I get a chance to remove it.”
“Yes sir.”
Liam and Chas teased and slapped at each other with towels as they worked to clear away the remains of dinner and get the dishes done. As soon as Greer had what she needed on a tray, she lifted it and climbed the back stairs to the second floor. The table near the loveseat at the foot of the bed looked like a good place to set it. She stripped off her clothes, and used the connecting door into Chas’ room. She’d already moved most of her clothing to his closet, just as Chas had moved his into Liam’s room.
As she stared at the contents of her lingerie drawer, she sighed. It looked like she was still in high school—boy shorts, and not even the lacy kind—there wasn’t a frou-frou piece in sight. A trip to the mall for something sexy was definitely on tap. She finally settled on a pair of pink boy shorts and a matching camisole. Pink had worked well before. As she pulled it on over her head, her mouth quirked. Well the cami at least had a little bit of lace.
“Do we get to take that off you now?” Chas asked from the doorway.
Greer spun and laughed when she saw him leaned against the jamb leering at her.
“With your teeth.”
He stalked toward her like a sleek jungle cat going after its prey. “That can be arranged.”
Liam stepped behind him, hands circling Chas’ bare stomach. “Shower with me, then we’re going to have dessert.” His eyes traveled slowly over Greer’s body. “Mmm, cotton candy. My favorite.”
Greer giggled. As she started toward them, Liam pulled Chas back and herded him toward the bathroom. He glanced back over his shoulder.
“You can join us if you like.”
Chapter Eleven
Greer did like. While Liam adjusted the spray in the large multiple-headed shower stall, Chas unbuckled his jeans and slowly lowered the zipper, watching her the whole time. Greer’s heart beat heavily as he ran his hands over his tight stomach and inside his pants before pushing them down his thighs. Her nipples tightened under the thin covering of her camisole, and Chas smiled.
“So sexy, seeing your nipples harden while you watch me. You like what I’m doing?”
She nodded. As he kicked his pants away, he palmed his erection and rubbed it against his belly. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip. Liam turned from the water, and seeing what was going on, slid in behind Chas and started running his hands over his body, pinching his nipple with one hand while the other angled across his stomach and across the head of his cock.
Liam looked at Greer and smiled before he told Chas, “Take her clothes off. Use your mouth and your hands.” He pinned her with his sharp gaze. “Don’t help him. Just stand there.”
It was all Greer could do to keep from touching Chas. He started with the straps on her cami, taking them down one by one with his teeth, sliding them off her shoulders until they sagged along her arms. His head bent to the front of the stretchy material, teeth once more latching on so he could tug it off one small breast then the other. As he bared her nipples, he paused to suck them into his mouth, laving the pebbled peaks with his tongue.
Greer’s head fell back and she moaned. From beneath half-closed eyes, she watched Liam’s intent expression, his hands going to his jeans and stripping them off. When his cock sprang free, Greer licked her lips.
Chas was at her navel, tongue dipping in as his hands pulled her shirt over her hips until it dropped to the ground. He was kneeling in front of her by now, and Liam had come to her side, while Chas licked her pussy through the material of her panties, Liam turned her face to his, bending to kiss her deeply.
Chas slid her panties free. His fingers tunneled along her dripping pussy, and Liam twitched, then groaned. Greer’s gaze fell on the most beautiful sight. Chas was busy fingering her while he licked along the length of Liam’s cock.
“Fuck. Me.” Liam grabbed his hair and pulled him away. “Get in the shower. I’m going to wash both of you, then you’re going to take out her plug, my man, and lick her ass.”
Greer throbbed with anticipation and tamped down the slight nervousness she felt. It had taken Liam a couple of tries to get the plug in since it was bigger than what they’d tried before. She hoped it would come out a lot easier than it went in.
Greer had secretly wondered why they had a shower almost as big as a room. Now she knew—it was to play. Chas took her in his arms beneath the steady spray of warm water, kissing her as it ran over their heads and their cheeks, and while he did, Liam seemed to be everywhere with his soapy hands, sliding into places that made them both g
roan.
“Bend over, baby,” he whispered in her ear. “Spread your legs for him so he can take the plug out of your pretty ass.”
Greer turned her back to Chas, braced her hands on the shower wall and bent at the waist, spreading her feet apart as water washed over her.
“Oh God,” he groaned as he moved in behind her. From the corner of her eye, she watched Liam grab a bottle of lube she’d noticed when she’d cleaned this room. Her breath hitched. Would Chas take out the plug just so he could replace it with his cock? It certainly looked that way.
Liam spread her ass cheeks. From her bent-over position she watched Chas kneel behind her, then she gasped as she felt his tongue teasing her sensitive backside. His fingers began to twist and manipulate it, the water running down the crack of her ass making the job somewhat easier. As Chas worked the plug out of her, she felt it hit the resistance of her sphincter muscle.
“Push out,” Liam reminded her.
As soon as she did, the plug popped free, but Chas’ fingers filled the void. Greer gasped and moaned, her mouth going slack with desire as he probed and teased.
“Please,” she pleaded.
“You want him to fuck you back there?”
“Yes…yes.”
Over her shoulder she watched Liam pull Chas to his feet, squirt lube into his palm and rub it along Chas’ twitching cock. A moment later, Chas moved in behind her, guiding the blunt head of his dick to her ass.
“Relax, baby,” Liam soothed, rubbing his hands along her back. Chas pushed in. Stretched and relaxed from the plug, there was just slight resistance before he popped past the strong ring of muscles at her opening and filled her. “God,” Liam growled. “That’s it. Fuck her, Chas. Come in her ass.”
Chas’ hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place while he pounded against her butt cheeks. Greer knew had it not been for Liam patiently stretching her, this would have been painful, but as it was she felt only pleasure.
“Oh man,” she gasped. “I’m coming.”
She couldn’t believe it. She was having an orgasm from getting fucked in the ass. It was different than her other climaxes, but equally intense. Chas’ hands trembled, and he cried out, just as she felt his cock jerking inside her.
Chas pulled out, sliding sideways down the wall of the shower until he was sitting on the floor. Liam helped her to a bench seat built into the back. Greer gazed at the smile on his face and laughed. “Does the fact I no longer have a virgin ass make you that happy?”
“Oh yeah. Let’s get cleaned up. We’ll have some snacks and recover and then I want us both inside you if you’re up to it?”
She glanced at the two men, at the hopeful expressions on their faces, and knew she couldn’t say no. Besides, she didn’t want to. She wanted them both fucking her. It would cement them as a threesome.
Liam was nervous. Was it the discussion of marriage he and Chas had shared earlier? Things hadn’t gone well with Julie, but this was different. Watching Chas and Greer had been such a turn-on. Now, as they sprawled on the massive king-size bed while some smoky Norah Jones played in the background, his heart tightened. Chas had just popped a piece of cheese in Greer’s mouth and followed it with a kiss.
She had the pink camisole and panties on again, but those wouldn’t last long. Chas and he had both donned boxers as well. Those wouldn’t last long either.
“Here, Liam.” Greer held out a slice of apple. Leaning over, he took it from her fingers and into his mouth.
“Mm. Kiss me.”
She crawled over to him. With a grin, he pulled her across his lap and took her mouth, his tongue invading and tasting. When he glanced over at Chas, he saw his long-fingered surgeon’s hand absently rubbing his covered cock. Liam deepened the kiss, sliding his hand over her camisole so he could gently squeeze her breast. His thumb brushed her nipple, teasing it until it poked against the fabric, a hard little knot begging for attention. Liam looked over at Chas.
“Take her panties off. The only food I’m truly hungry for right now is the honey between her thighs.”
As Chas eased the pink scrap of material from her, Liam dipped his head once again to kiss her. Chas eased next to them, joining in the kiss until they were alternating brushes of lips and exploring tongues. Liam eased back again, loving the way they looked together, loving how they felt brushing against him. Someone’s hand, he wasn’t sure whose, was freeing him from the front of his shorts.
Once the stroking began, he realized it was Greer. A glance told him she had both of them tight in her hands.
“Lie facing each other,” she murmured. “I want to suck you both.”
He locked gazes with Chas, who smiled at him. Once they were stretched out, Liam began kissing him, his passion only ratcheting up when he felt Greer’s hands push their dicks together. When her tongue began working both of their glistening heads in unison, he moaned at the exact same time Chas did.
“Sweet Jesus,” Chas muttered. “Where did you learn that?”
She grinned from beneath her tousled hair. “It just seemed like a good idea. Do you like it?”
“Hell, yes,” Liam growled. “Back to work there, woman. Get us good and wet for you. I can’t wait for us to get inside you.”
Seconds became minutes became an eternity as her hands and lips and tongue worked them until they panted.
“Slow down,” Chas begged. “I don’t want to come until we can both be inside you.”
Greer sat back. “Show me what you want to do.”
Liam pulled her between them. He didn’t need another invitation. This was something he’d been dreaming about since he and Chas had first discussed having her be a part of them. He looked into her trusting gaze and swallowed.
“Let us take care of you, Greer. If anything we do makes you uncomfortable, tell us.”
“I trust you.”
He looked from Chas’ serious face to hers. “I know you do, baby.”
He bent his head, kissing her shoulder and traveling lower. As if they had choreographed their ideas, Chas mirrored his actions on her other side, taking more time with the scarred skin of her shoulder. Liam stole a glance at her expression and saw just how deeply she was touched by Chas’ care of her.
“That’s it. Just know how much you mean to us.”
She met his eyes. “I do.”
Liam eased her thighs apart, sliding lower so he could trail kisses along her belly to the crease between her hip and thigh. As his tongue traced the sensitive skin there, she trembled. Chas was treating her other side, his fingers already sliding upward into the dewy softness nestled inside her curls.
Pausing for just a moment, Liam watched the avid, almost reverent expression on Chas’ face as he parted her puffy, pink lips and slid his middle finger deep inside her. When she moaned, Chas slipped in an additional finger, stroking rhythmically against her G-spot. Her juices flowed like a fountain and Liam could resist no longer. Lowering his face, he kissed over to her mound. Using his fingers to uncover what he sought, he sighed with pleasure as the swollen flange of her clit poked at him.
“Suckle her,” Chas purred, “while I finger-fuck her, suckle her.”
Greer moved sinuously beneath them, her slender hips pumping delicately against their mouths and hands. Liam lifted his face and kissed Chas, sharing some of the sweetness on which he’d feasted.
“Raise your legs, baby,” Liam murmured to her. He wanted to get her ready, prepare her for the two of them. When she’d done as he asked her, he ducked below Chas’ fingers, licking the trail of honey flowing over the tight pucker of her anus.
As soon as his tongue touched her there, she moaned. He added his spit to her own juices before bringing up a finger to tease her. As he circled the tightly shut opening, Chas murmured to her to relax. In an instant, Liam was in first with one finger, then a second, pumping in a counter rhythm to Chas.
Greer sobbed with passion, drawing her thighs even tighter against her belly, exposing herself full
y to their ministrations.
“Taste her, Chas.” Liam’s voice sounded guttural, even to his own ears. Desire tightened his whole body as Chas joined him, licking and tonguing her pussy and ass until Greer was coming, one orgasm starting as another one ended.
“Please,” she panted. “Let me rest.”
Liam leaned back. “Ah, but now you’re ready for us.”
He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and began coating his cock in it. Chas rolled onto his back and pulled Greer on top of him.
“Come on, sweetheart. Climb on top and fuck me. Liam can join in whenever we’re ready. Sound okay?”
Greer trembled. Liam laid a hand on her back. “We don’t have to do this if you’re unsure about it.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “I want this, I do. It’s just a little fear of the unknown.”
“I’ll be so careful, baby, I promise you.”
She nodded, reaching to guide Chas’ engorged shaft inside her. Liam stroked his cock as he watched the two of them slowly come together and apart. As Greer relaxed into their shared rhythm, Liam moved in behind her, scooting in close so he could wrap his arms around her and slowly kiss his way down her back.
When he reached the beautiful heart shape of her derriere, he cupped her cheeks with his broad palms and spread them while he moved into position to fuck her. Chas reached around to hold him steady as Liam pushed forward. The head of his cock bumped against her slick hole.
“Relax,” he urged. “Push back.” As he slipped inside the tight ring of muscles, he groaned. God, not only could he feel her tight walls, he could also feel the roundness of Chas’ shaft through the thin wall separating them. Liam pushed a little farther in, and as he did, Chas withdrew slightly. Greer’s entire body quivered between the two of them.
“Okay, baby?”
“Yes. Oh, Liam. It feels amazing!”
He pushed farther in, feeling the moment when he and Chas passed each other, the ridges at the base of their heads creating additional sensation for all three of them. Slowly, carefully, they established a rhythm that made its own music in the sound of flesh meeting flesh, the creak of the bed rocking beneath them, and their gasps and pants and moans. They were the symphony of their coming together, and Liam gave himself over completely to a melody that made his heart sing.