by Calista Fox
“Yes,” she muttered. “Oh, God, yes. Oh, fuck. Vin.”
His intensity only made her hotter. The erotic sensations reached the boiling point and burst forth.
Jewel screamed. Her body quaked. Her clit throbbed in an enticing, exhilarating way.
“Oh, my God.” Her whimpers came on raspy breaths. “You both make me so crazed. I can’t think of anything other than the two of you making me come.”
Both men were highly arousing. Highly addictive.
Vin slowly slid out of her, still erect because he hadn’t caved to his own release. She knew why he’d kept it together when she’d gone over the edge. Knew what he had in mind.
Jewel unraveled from Rogen and slipped into the tub. Stepped off the ledge and submerged herself in the water to help cool her down. Then she slicked her hair back and returned to where Vin stood, waiting for her. He had the other packet in his hand.
Jewel moved between Rogen’s legs and leaned over him. His hands pressed to the outer swells of her breasts and his cock nestled between the full mounds.
Behind her, Vin tore the foil. She glanced over her shoulder as he drizzled lubricant along the cleft of her ass, mostly in and around the small, puckered hole.
Then he shifted slightly so that he could empty the little envelope of lube at the top of the valley of her wet breasts and Rogen’s erection.
“Good thinking, man,” Rogen said with a sinful grin. His hips bucked and his cock glided along her slippery skin. “Oh, yeah.” He let out a harsh breath. “Fuck, yeah.”
At the same time, the head of Vin’s cock nudged her small hole and all the heat and erotic sensations returned in a flash.
Her palms were flattened on the deck, on the outsides of Rogen’s thighs. She held herself steady as Vin eased in.
But a soft cry fell from her lips.
“Okay?” Vin asked, his tone tight.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she assured him. “Oh, God. Yes.”
Rogen’s thumbs whisked back and forth across her nipples as his dick stroked between her breasts. Vin’s hands clasped her waist and he inched in. Taking her breath away.
Naturally, it was an incredibly snug fit. The tequila helped to alleviate some of the sting, making it more of a gentle searing. And the lubricant eliminated the friction so that it was a smooth motion as Vin pulled out and then pressed in again.
Jewel moaned. Vin repeated the action a few times, teasing her until she said, “Fuck me, Vin.”
He slid in farther. Farther than he’d ever done before. It rocked Jewel.
“Jesus. You almost made me come,” she told him.
“You’re so ready for me,” he said. “And I will make you come. Hard.”
His hand moved around to the front of her, and he rubbed her clit as his cock pumped slowly into her.
Once again, Jewel was overwhelmed by the various feelings along her flesh and within her. Above what the two men did to her, her arousal was also wrapped around theirs. Knowing she was giving as much as she received. Turning them on, making them burn.
Rogen’s jaw worked vigorously as he fucked her breasts, his wide shaft slipping along her slick skin, the head poking through the opening at the tops of her mounds, then disappearing between them. It sent a wicked shiver down her spine. Which made her tense up.
“Easy,” Vin reminded her. “Relax, baby. Don’t squeeze me.”
She loved that he was so conscientious about not hurting her when he took her this way. He didn’t lose control. Didn’t push too deep, too hard, too fast. Instead, he kept a controlled, consistent tempo that was sexy and titillating.
His fingers on her clit circled and caressed. This wasn’t the frenetic fucking that had swept her away minutes earlier. Rather, it was a scintillating mounting of pleasure and desire.
Warmth and euphoria flowed through her. Her inner thighs and stomach quivered. Her knees weakened. Her breathing picked up, as did that of her two lovers.
Rogen said, “I could get off just watching you let me fuck you like this.”
“But you want to come inside me, don’t you?” she tempted him.
“You know I do.” So he kept the pace measured, a bit leisurely. Though she could see he was close to his own release by the shimmer in his blue eyes and the setting of his rugged facial features.
Jewel arched her back and lifted her ass higher in the air for Vin.
He let out a low, strangled sound. “You get so into this.”
“Yes,” she said. “And I’m about to come.” She gazed at him over her shoulder once more. His entire body was rigid. “You’re almost there, too.”
“Impossible not to be,” he told her as his cock thrust tenderly into her, but with a hint of urgency now. His fingers at her clit dipped inside her.
“Yes,” she said again. “Finger my pussy while you’re fucking my ass. I love how you feel. So damn hard.”
His hips bucked. Jewel saw the change in him and it spurred her own anticipation of an electrifying climax.
The heel of Vin’s hand rubbed the knot of nerves between her legs as his fingers and cock stroked her inner walls.
“Oh, yes.” She moaned. “You both feel so damn good.” Rogen’s erection along the swells of her breasts and the pads of his thumbs teasing her nipples tighter were just as alluring as everything Vin did to her. She pressed a hand to Vin’s at the apex of her legs, forcing him to rub harder, the way Rogen had that night at her house.
He thrust a bit faster and deeper into her. Causing louder, wilder moans of pleasure to leap from her throat.
And then everything inside her crashed head-on and tore through her.
“Oh, God!” she wailed. “Vin!”
Sensation after sensation raged.
“Oh, fuck!” She couldn’t help but clench him tight as she came. Couldn’t hold back the elated cries.
“Jesus, Jewel,” Vin growled. “Holy hell.”
Mere seconds later his body jerked, then shuddered.
“Yeah, baby,” he said. “That’s it. Make me come. Oh, hell, yes.”
His cock surged inside her, prolonging her orgasm, keeping her falling.…
“Vin.” She vibrated from the inside out. “Oh, God!”
It was all so fantastic. So dynamic!
“Goddamn,” Rogen said with hunger in his tone. He released her breasts, freeing his cock. “You’re about to make me come.”
Vin withdrew from her. Gripped her at the waist again and lifted her up on the ledge of the tub. Rogen took over, pulling her to him so that she straddled his lap.
She was still lost in ecstasy when he thrust into her.
She called out, the intense feelings raging through her once again.
Still behind her, Vin’s hands moved to her hips and he pushed her down against Rogen’s pelvis as he pumped into her with fervor.
“Yes,” she insisted, staring into Rogen’s eyes. “Fuck me.”
She was blinded by desire, the erratic pulsing inside her, the fierce need.
Rogen was hard and hot, deep in her pussy. Plunging and stroking feverishly. This wasn’t his usual gentle lovemaking. This was him half out of his mind for her. And knowing—knowing—this was exactly what she needed from him.
Right. At. This. Very. Moment.
“So unbelievable,” she told him. She had no other words.
Jewel’s hands were splayed over his chest. His hands were on her breasts. Vin’s hands were on her ass now, grinding her against Rogen so that he was buried within her and she felt him swelling and throbbing.
Then Vin circled her anus with a fingertip. Pressed in.
Another searing orgasm flashed through her and she tried to bite back a scream, but it ripped from her lips.
“Yes,” Rogen nearly howled. “Oh, fuck!” And then he lost it, too.
His hot cum filled her. Her body shook and her breath was scarce. The erotic sensations hummed in her veins, straight to her core.
“Oh, God.” Jewel collapsed against Rogen. He held
her tight. Vin lightly stroked her back.
She couldn’t help but grin. Just as Vin had brought out her adventurous side, she’d brought out his tender one. And Rogen’s wicked nature.
As she’d contended earlier, as a whole they were perfect together.
FIFTEEN
Vin didn’t know exactly what the hell was happening with this no-holds-barred threesome, but he’d just come like a force of nature inside Jewel and gotten hard again when Rogen had set her off.
Definitely not a sane situation. But none of them seemed capable of or inclined to extract themselves from it.
Vin stood and snatched a towel to tidy himself. Then he returned to where Jewel was just now slowly sitting up, still straddling Rogen’s lap. She held a hand to Vin and said, “Help me.”
He pulled her to her feet. Wrapped an arm around her waist. She slumped against him.
Rogen hauled himself up and went for a towel.
“Wow,” she said in a raspy voice. “I’m not sure I have any bones left in my body. Every bit of me liquefied. I feel limp and … God. So fucking good.”
Vin grinned. Then scooped her into his arms. Jewel pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Aw. Now there’s the gallant.”
“Don’t tell anyone,” he gruffly said.
“Your secret is safe with me.” Her arms tightened around his neck. Her lips grazed his jaw. “You can be very sweet when you want to be.”
“Only with you.”
Rogen sauntered past them. Vin carried her into the condo.
Rogen poured another shot and threw it back. Then went to the main bedroom. Vin followed. They entered the bathroom and Rogen cranked on the rain showerhead. Vin stepped into the glass-enclosed area and carefully set Jewel on her feet.
He and Rogen lathered her up, and she smiled deliriously as their hands skated over her naked body.
“I’ve officially discovered heaven,” she murmured.
Vin chuckled. “I think it was Enrique and tequila that turned you on.”
She snickered at him. “You both know exactly what turns me on.”
She kissed Vin. Then Rogen.
They rinsed and toweled dry. Vin helped her into the bedroom, because she was apparently still limp and languid. She fell into the big bed, moved into the middle of the mattress, and slipped under the covers.
She asked, “You’re both joining me, right?”
Vin slid a glance toward Rogen. Crooked a brow. “You can keep your hands off my dick?”
Rogen smirked. “It’ll take some willpower, I’m sure.”
Vin laughed. He climbed in next to Jewel. Rogen took the other side. She snuggled close to Vin and rested her head on his shoulder. Rogen spooned her from behind.
“Ahhh,” she said on a sigh. “Bliss.”
Vin’s fingers lightly stroked her cheek. Her hair was still damp and the loose curls spilled over his skin, teasing his senses with the floral scent and the wispy strands. Her hand pressed against his abs. Her other arm was twined with his at Vin’s side.
He breathed her in. Absorbed her nearness, her soft curves, her warm breaths.
The entire discussion on the plane over what had happened between them ten years ago still weighed heavy on his mind, mostly because Vin wasn’t a man full of regrets. He made decisions. Saw them through. Took full accountability for the outcome.
Yet what had transpired between him and Jewel long ago—and Rogen, inadvertently—left Vin with much remorse.
And some burning questions. Such as, if he’d not been so quick tempered, would things with her had turned out differently?
He couldn’t say for sure, particularly because Rogen was currently wrapped around her backside. Even if Vin and Jewel had made it all work with college and beyond … what if Rogen had strolled back into their lives? What if Vin and Jewel had married and Rogen had suddenly shown up on their doorstep?
Would they have ended up in this exact same situation?
Because Jewel really couldn’t choose?
Because he and Rogen really couldn’t let her go?
Vin closed his eyes. Tried not to obsess over it all for now.
What was the point, anyway? None of them were at the right juncture to resolve the past. Maybe someday. After this trip. After Jewel and Rogen got their property.
Maybe then they could all sit down and figure this out.
Maybe.
* * *
Vin was just shifting from that state of deep sleep to grogginess when he heard Jewel moan.
Low. Throaty. Sexy.
Seconds later her fingers coiled around the base of his erect cock. She pumped slowly as her soft, enthralling whimpers teased his ears and his senses.
Rogen was making love to her.
Vin’s eyelids drifted open. Jewel was still lying mostly on him and her body rocked gently against his.
She released him for brief seconds, licked her palm, and then slid her slick hand over the head of his cock. Rubbing enticingly.
Vin’s hand covered hers and he increased the pressure. Made her slip quickly along his shaft. Up and down. More blood rushed to his dick. She continued to moan. The sound spiked his adrenaline, thickened his cock.
Her warm lips skimmed over his pecs. Her tongue flicked his nipple. Then she suckled the bud, gently nipped.
Vin let out a low growl.
“You’re going to pay for that.”
“Let’s hope so,” she said in a sultry voice.
His grip on her hand tightened. “If you’re going to jerk me off while Rogen’s inside you, at least be more accommodating and less sassy.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” She wriggled her hand free of his and licked her palm again. She rubbed it over his tip. Glided slowly down his shaft. “If you had another packet of lube, I could do some very, very naughty things to you.…”
“You like being naughty.”
“So much.”
Her body jolted against his. Rogen now hammered into her. Jewel’s breath caught. Her hand pumped Vin’s cock. Her whimpers fell faster, were more erratic.
“Come with us,” she murmured to Vin. “Now.”
Her fingers became a vise grip around his cock.
“Someday I might be able to resist you.”
“Not today,” she insisted. And stroked his shaft with just the right speed, just the right pressure.
Rogen pumped into her with the same tempo. Her breaths were choppy. Her lids closed. She let go.
Jewel’s erotic cries filled the suite. Followed by Rogen’s release. And Vin’s.
He stared up at the ceiling as he wondered if he’d ever, ever get over this woman.
Jewel tongued his nipple again. Then playfully murmured, “Vin, honey. You made a mess.”
He snorted. “So next time, make sure it’s your mouth or your pussy I’m in when I come.”
* * *
Jewel tried to contain a vibrant smile as she, Rogen, and Vin settled in their seats before the Gulfstream took off for Vegas. They’d cleaned themselves up. Dressed. Devoured breakfast. All politely and professionally—with an electric undercurrent so that the two men stole heated glances at her. And Jewel flamed with excitement.
Now she tried to keep an even tone as she explained her next transaction. She told them, “We’re meeting Daichi Yakimoto at the Bellagio for a private gaming event. He wants the yacht we just secured. In exchange, he’ll give us the two Renoirs my Paris buyer needs to complete his collection.”
Rogen whistled under his breath. “Renoirs?”
“Yes,” she said. “Serious stuff.”
They discussed the upcoming exchange as they traveled from Cabo to Vegas. Once they landed, more SUVs took them to the Bellagio. They each showered and changed for the evening ahead of them, Jewel dressing in an ankle-length slim gown of liquid gold satin with a slit up the back and a provocative dip to her tailbone. She’d pinned her plump curls up, leaving a few strands at her temples and shoulders.
She met Vin and Rogen in the livi
ng room of their suite. Both men looked sigh worthy in tuxedos.
She fought the lust, though, and focused on business. She told Rogen, “This could be a very costly endeavor. Let me pay. Play along. It’s all about appeasing Mr. Yakimoto in order to get what we want.”
Rogen said, “I thought we’d considered a fifty-fifty partnership.”
She smiled at him. “We can always settle up later. I trust you. You trust me.” She stared deep into his cerulean eyes. “Right?”
“Right.”
Jewel’s heart fluttered. He always left her exhilarated.
She kissed him. Then her gaze slid to Vin, who appeared edgy because she’d shared something special with Rogen. His raw intensity lit her up.
He didn’t know it, of course. And there was no way to explain it to him at present. So she simply stepped toward him and said, “You don’t have to make any contributions. I know where your loyalty stands. But thank you for being here, just to answer any legalities that might arise.”
He speared her with an intent look. “You think that’s why I’m here?”
She gave him a kiss, too. “You came for me. And to help Rogen. I appreciate that.”
Jewel collected her small clutch and they left the suite. Took the elevator to the floor where Daichi Yakimoto was hosting his private affair. Two men serving as security stood outside the double doors. One used an iPad to verify she, Vin, and Rogen were on the exclusive guest list. Then allowed them to proceed.
Inside, Jewel was informed there was a five-thousand-dollar-per-person buy-in. She handed over her credit card. They each received a chip for the buy-in amount. As they wound their way around roulette and blackjack tables that were all fully occupied, Yakimoto approached with purposeful strides. She’d spoken with him numerous times via Skype and recognized him immediately.
“Miss Catalano. A pleasure to finally meet you in person.”
She bowed, as did he.
“Thank you for the invitation to this evening’s festivities,” she said. “I’d like to introduce Rogen Angelini, my business associate, and Vin D’Angelo, our legal consultant.”
More bows. Then Yakimoto directed them through the crowd and toward a door along the far wall. “I understand from my people that the yacht is now in transit.”