Melt (Hidden Pleasures, #3)

by Kitty Hunter

  But deep down she’d liked the pain. It turned into pleasure, made everything hyper-realistic and more.

  “I’m sorry Sir.” The pain in her ass became pleasure as he rubbed and fondled her ass cheeks.

  The hair on his thighs tickled hers as he moved up close. The head of his dick brushed over her clit, and he positioned himself at her greedy channel. “Now, I’m going to fuck you good and hard to remind you who owns this cunt. And you’re going to take it. Every damn inch of my dick ‘til I’m balls deep inside you.”

  The anger in his tone scared her, but not because she thought he’d truly harm her. Something else must be bothering him than the massage. The whole set up was a dominance game, after all.

  And then he shoved his entire cock into her, balls deep in one hard forward lunge, and she couldn’t think about anything. Breathing took all her concentration as her pussy tried to stretch around him.

  He canted back and then in again, the slap of their bodies all she could hear. Each breath left her on a gasp, and she clutched the table with both hands. His fingers burrowed into her hips, balls slapping her clit.

  “That’s right, take my cock. Your greedy little pussy is clutching at me, I fucking love it. This is my pussy. I share it with Gavin and no one else. You understand? You’re ours.” He grabbed her head and yanked her up by the hair, craned her neck until she met his eyes. Impaled by his dick, she couldn’t move, her tummy pressed tight to the table. “Answer me.”

  “Yes Sir.” The harsh lines on his face spoke of a bone deep anger, but his eyes held a well of fear. Something was really wrong, and if fucking her brains out would help, she’d gladly let him. “It’s okay Sir.”

  He growled and shoved her down, pounding into her pussy so hard she saw stars. She bit her tongue and lips to keep from crying out, the fucking hurt, and pain spread from her pussy to her ass in a blinding circle. She couldn’t take much more.

  “Sir. Please. Luis—” Her safe word was right there, about to explode from her lips.

  In a sudden move, he withdrew, dropped to his knees, and licked her from her clit to her sore entrance. He lapped at her in long, smooth strokes, teasing and circling her clit. He slid two fingers, then three into her pussy and licked her. Orgasm coiled in her belly, and she exploded, her legs wobbled and she nearly fell.

  Luis stood, wrapped his arms around her tummy, and laid his chest on her back. His erect cock prodded at her. “I’m sorry Ronnie. I...I lost control for a few minutes.”

  “It’s okay Sir.” They stayed like that way until they regained the ability to breathe normally.

  He straightened and slid his dick into her pussy, slow, easy, her cum making the slide smooth. “Fuck. So tight. Even right after you come.”

  “Mmmm...that feels so good.” She rolled her hips in a slow circle. “A little harder. Please Sir.”

  A strangled groan met her ears and she grinned. He held her still with both hands and started to fuck her with a steady pace.

  “More, please, Sir. I like it when your balls slap my clit.”

  He ground his groin into her, and yanked her hips back to meet his thrusts. “Shit. Your cunt is like a damned fist on my dick.”

  “Yes. Like that. Like that. Oh God...oh my fucking...Sir,” she came again, her cum bathing his cock.

  “I love seeing your cum all over my dick.” He moved faster, fucked her harder, and held her ass tight to his groin as he shot his load into her pussy.

  They stayed joined together, trying to catch their breath. Finally he stepped away, fixed his pants, retrieved a towel, and wet it in a sink in the corner.

  For the first time, he didn’t look her in the eye. He concentrated on bathing between her thighs. “I’m sorry about what I did. I was too rough.”

  “I kinda like rough.” She made her tone light and teasing, but he frowned harder.

  “You should have safe worded. Never be ashamed to say stop if you are in true pain that doesn’t feel good to you Ronnie. I was not a good Dom to you, doing that.” He put the towel down on the table and hugged her in close. Air swooshed past his lips and he spoke in a rush. “I was married to a woman who cheated on me. She got pregnant and had an abortion. I’ll never know whose child it was. And I guess I’m saying this to you because...I’m falling in love with you. And the thought of someone else with their hands on you makes me fucking crazy.”

  Shock hit her in the gut. Love? They barely knew each other. Yet she’d just had sex with him, loud sex, in a spa room. Why else would she do that, unless she loved the man?

  “I’m sorry. I can’t imagine a woman doing something like that. I’m falling in love with you too.” She had to look away from the joy in his expression. If they were being honest about their feelings, she had to admit how she felt about Gavin as well. “But...I don’t want to not see Gavin anymore. I...I have feelings for him too. And it’s all very confusing and weird, ‘cause you’re only supposed to love one person, right?”

  He kissed her then, a kiss so sweet and full of emotion, she didn’t want it to end. “I don’t think so. I think you love who you love. And Gavin’s my best friend. I can’t imagine my life without him in it.”

  The hard planes of his chest were a siren song to her fingers, and she traced a circle around his nipple. “So...am I still in trouble?”

  “Oh. You bet your sweet ass.” He bit her ear and licked the sting away. “I’m going to spank you. And then Gavin and I are going to have fun fucking your mouth, your ass, your pussy...in fact, I think I’m going to get some toys out. Don’t think I didn’t see that vibrator on your bed the first time I fucked you.”

  Excitement ramped her blood pressure up and her nipples hardened. “Oh boy.”

  He got her robe down and helped her into it. As she did the belt up, he buttoned his shirt. “Go take a shower, and by the time you’re out Gavin will be here to pick you up.”

  “Okay.” A deep blush set her face on fire. He was leaving her here alone with all these people who probably heard them fucking.

  “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I know the owner of this place. You’re in a special section of the spa reserved for our kind of games.” He slid his hand into her robe and palmed her breast. Their mouths connected, and he sucked on her tongue. “I have to go back to the club for awhile, but I’ll be home in time for dinner.”

  “Oh.” Relieved, she slid the flip-flops she’d been given for her manicure back on. “You live with Gavin?”

  “Yep. Have since my divorce. I only moved out because my wife insisted on us having our own place. I should have known when she didn’t want to be with Gavin as well it would never work out. I thought she’d change her mind.” He opened the door and waited for her.

  She fussed with his hair until it was sexily mussed up and kissed his cheek. “I think your ex is insane.”

  A dimple appeared in his cheek and he smacked her butt. “I do too. Go shower.”

  She set off down the hall, marveling at her good fortune. Two sexy, gorgeous men who wanted her. Luis said he was falling in love with her. Her ass and pussy were sore in the most delicious, tight, warm, swollen way.

  She hoped Gavin returned her feelings for him as well.

  Chapter Two

  Ronnie perched on a bar stool at the granite countertop bar, watching him chop vegetables for shish kabobs. Gavin kept his attention on the task before him. She surreptitiously snuck peeks around the room when she thought he wouldn’t notice. Tension thrummed through her. Normally he’d go over and reassure her, but today his own nerves had him too on edge to do it.

  The early evening light cast deep auburn highlights in her red hair, and the freckles on her cheeks and the bridge of her nose stood out on her pale skin. She was beautiful. His hands ached, and his dick throbbed. Luis had been to see her at the spa. Normally he wouldn’t get jealous about it, but today he definitely was.

  He’d been stuck in the office again all day, and he wanted a blow job so bad he didn’t want to wait for Luis. But then

he caught her tracing the veins in the stone counter with her fingertip and his hard on softened.

  He’d lost more than one woman because of his money. Everything about her told him she was different, but he didn’t want to be wrong.

  “So...Luis said you guys live together. This place is a lot cleaner than I’ve ever seen two bachelors manage.” She coiled her hair around her fist and let it fall free.

  “Well, I’m cleaner than he is, for sure. His bathroom gets pretty gnarly.” Peppers and onions slid onto a wooden skewer as she laughed at his comment. He took a deep breath. “We both grew up without much, so I think we’re better about taking care of our stuff. It takes a lot of focus to run a business, and it spills over into everyday life. Worked hard to get where we are, not gonna fuck it up by living in a pig sty.”

  “Oh. That’s pretty awesome. Knowing what you want to do that way. I’m still pretty lost.”

  The bottles in the door of the fridge clinked and clacked together. The marinade he wanted had been on the right hand side, but it was gone. He rooted around and finally found it buried behind some of Luis’s protein shakes. “Well, you graduated what, six months ago? Have you applied to grad school?”

  “No. I’ve been kinda...drifting.” The scrape of her stool on the floor sounded. “And then I met you two, and my thoughts have been occupied with...other...stuff.”

  He chuckled. So cute and sweet, embarrassed to talk about sex with him, but swore like a sailor and loved getting fucked by two men at once. “What kind of stuff?”

  Blood rushed into her cheeks. “You know....”

  “No, I really don’t.” She made a strangled sound, and he laughed again, but decided to let her off the hook. He coated the meat and veggies with sauce and lifted the loaded platter. “C’mon. I’m going outside to grill.”

  “’Kay.” She slid the patio door shut behind them and hovered at his side while he lit the burners. “So, um...Luis said he moved back in with you after his divorce. Is this your house?”

  “Yes.” He glanced at her from beneath his brows and she bit her lip.

  “I thought you said you were a landscaper.”

  “I am. I own the company.” He didn’t add that it was the largest in the state. “I started out mowing lawns as a kid and busted my ass, grew my client base up. I landed a big contract by taking a loss on it, and that business started to recommend me to others.”

  “I feel kinda like you lied to me.” She retreated to a deck chair and sat on the very edge of it. “First Luis didn’t tell me he owned the club, and now I find out you left out a lot of information about what you do for a living.”

  “I have a hard time trusting people with—”

  The click-clack of her nails on his glass topped table pounded out a quick rhythm. “Women. Not people.”

  The tongs dug into his palm. “Fine. Yes. Women.”

  “You do know how much trust I’ve had to put in you and Luis, right? I let you guys...I can’t believe how stupid I am. We’ve been talking a lot, getting to know each other better. And I’ve been totally open with you. And this is how you repay me? By lying?” She surged to her feet and glared at him.

  The patio door slid open and Luis stood silhouetted in the light from the kitchen. “What’s the matter?”

  “I’m tired of being lied to by you two. A lie of omission is still a lie.” She crossed her arms over her chest and ducked her head. “I want to go home.”

  His heart sped up and he gulped. Shit. She had to be feeling like she’d been fed a huge line of bullshit by them both. Like they’d been chatting her up to use her for sex, letting her fall for them so they could push her limits. BDSM play was all about trust. What if he’d totally broken it?

  “I’m sorry Ronnie. I should have told you sooner.” Cooking meat and vegetables released delicious scents, but instead of whetting his appetite, they annoyed him. “I should have said something to you a long time ago. I was scared.” Saying the words aloud eased a tension in him he didn’t know he’d carried.

  “Fuck you Gavin. You ask for a lot from me, make a lot of assumptions, and expect me to give over complete control to you. Do you understand how that makes me feel?” She pointed at her chest. “Like a goddamn idiot. Like some...whore you don’t really care about.”

  “No, sweetheart—” Shit.

  “Ronnie, we’d never hurt you on purpose. Not like this.” Luis approached her, his hands loose at his sides and shoulders slumped. About as dejected as Gavin had ever seen him. “We’ve both been burned pretty bad in the past. And things have been like a dream for us, with you. The longer you keep a secret, the harder it can be to tell it.”

  He had to touch her, but instead he clenched his fists and stayed still. “I’ve never been happier. I know that you’re new to this lifestyle, but Luis and I have been looking for a long time. We realized as teenagers we were different than most of our friends. That first time we shared you, I think I knew then you were the woman for us. It was selfish of me not to tell you the whole truth about my job. I was scared and I didn’t want to screw things up.”

  The hazel of her eyes shone with unshed tears, but the firm set of her lips told him she was still pissed. “I get it. But you ever do something like this to me again, and we’re over. Things have moved past mind-blowing sex for us. I won’t tolerate you lying to me. Do you agree that there’s more here? Something deeper?”

  “Yes.” Fear and hope slammed around in his chest like ping pong balls.

  Luis sat down in the chair she’d vacated and eased her down onto his lap. She held herself stiff and half away from him. “I’m going to squish you.”

  “No you’re not. Be quiet and sit where I want you, like a good girl.” Luis bent his head to her neck and kissed the white skin, one dark eye fixed on Gavin.

  “Stop it Luis. I’m still pissed and I don’t want to play.”

  He swallowed hard and moved across the patio to them. Luis hugged her around the waist and tugged until she relaxed back into his chest.

  “Staying angry won’t solve anything.” Luis spoke directly into her ear and she frowned, considering. Finally her posture softened until she sank into him, boneless and yielding to him.

  Gavin sank to his knees in front of his best friend and their lover. The large, cushioned patio chair held them both easily. She met his eyes and tears filled her lower lids again.

  “I’m sorry Ronnie.” He took her hand and kissed the back of it. “Let me make it up to you.”

  “How?” She arched her neck as Luis licked his way up to her ear. “You’re distracting me. This isn’t fair, Luis.”

  “Holding onto your anger won’t help anything. Let go. Let us fix it.”

  “Promise me you won’t lie again.” Her lower lip trembled.

  “I promise. I will never lie again.”

  He had to appreciate Luis’s way with persuading her. Ronnie was turning into a pile of mush and he wasn’t even dominating her. Just touching her. He’d have never been able to get her to go all gooey like that for him with how mad she was right now.

  Luis met his gaze over her shoulder, and slid his hands under her shirt. He cupped her breasts with both hands.

  Gavin’s dick hardened and pulsed behind his zipper. She regarded him with apprehension and lust, still not sure about him.

  “Baby, you can trust me. I screwed up. I know I did.” He slid his hands up her knees to her thighs, under the short denim skirt she wore. “Let me eat this gorgeous pussy while Luis holds you. No dominance games. Just my mouth on you. Let me show you how I feel about you.”

  “Why?” She arched her back and squirmed her hips.

  “Because you won’t believe anything I say right now. Because I’m half in love with you already, and I’ll do anything to prove it.” He skimmed his thumbs across her pussy lips, fought the restricting fabric of the skirt for more room.

  “I don’t want to be in charge. When you dominate me, it’s better for me.”

  “Okay honey. Whatever you want.” He scraped his nails across her flesh. She whimpered and turned her face to Luis. They kissed, tongues tangling, his hands kneading her tits.

  He kissed her knee and she spread her legs wider. Luis broke away from her and tugged her shirt off over her head. Gavin worked her skirt up over her hips, and the other man slid her bra down her arms, freeing her huge, gorgeous breasts. Saliva flooded his mouth, and he ached to taste her.

  Keeping his eyes on hers the whole time, he spread her thighs and put her knees over the arms of the chair. The wet folds of her cunt glistened in the low light of early evening.

  Luis bit her earlobe. “You don’t want to be in charge. You want us to take the lead, yes?”

  “Yes Sir.” She shifted and moaned.

  Gavin slid one finger into her pussy and circled her clit. “Why?”

  “Because, that’s when I feel like you really want me. You take care of me...give me what I didn’t know I needed, Sir.”

  He leaned over and licked her dripping slit, sucked her clit into his mouth and released her. “I love the taste of your cream, Ronnie. I’m going to eat your pussy until you cum, because I love making love to you with my mouth.”

  Luis pinched her nipples and captured her groan with his lips. Gavin grabbed her ass with both hands and buried his face in her cunt. He tongue fucked her, delved lower to lick at the dark star of her ass, and flicked her clit. The slick juices of her pussy coated his lips, and he plunged two fingers into her pussy and one into her ass.

  She thrust against his face. “Fuck, oh fuck...please let me come.”

  He loved that, the way her tits heaved and bounced under Luis’s grip, the hard points of her nipples peach and pointing straight out. Ripples moved through her pussy, and he licked the swollen lips and teased her clit. It was all so pink and wet as fuck from him eating her.

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