by Lori King
Removing her hand from his package, she instead began massaging her own breasts through her shirt. Letting her head fall back onto the headrest, she closed her eyes and began stroking herself through her clothing, knowing that anyone who happened to be looking through their Jeep window would be able to see. Teasing her own breasts was turning her on more, so she lifted her shirt high enough to expose her lacy yellow bra.
“Oh my God, did you have to wear that one?” Noah said through gritted teeth as he tried to keep his blazing-hot gaze on the road while sneaking peeks at the sexy demicup bra he had picked out for her.
She grinned back at him, enjoying putting the pressure on him and pulled the lace half cups down far enough to expose her diamond-sharp nipples. Taking one of them between the fingertips of her good hand, she tugged gently, feeling the responding tug in her pussy and arching her back. “Mmm…Noah, this feels so good. I wish it were your hands,” she murmured in what she hoped was a seductive voice.
Judging by the speed of their vehicle, her taunting was working on him, and before she knew it, he was slamming on the brakes in front of their house so hard that she jerked against her seat belt. She blinked, and he was at her car door, unbuckling her belt and jerking her shirt down over her breasts before he scooped her up into his arms and stormed toward the front door. Somehow he managed to get the door unlocked without releasing her, but the moment they were in the house, he had her back pressed against the wall. She did her best to help him get her clothes off while keeping her lips locked to his. His tongue thrust in and out of her mouth, mimicking the motion that she desperately craved from his cock, and she rocked her now-bare pussy against his abs.
“Please!” she gasped.
Noah released the buttons on his jeans and freed his thick, purplish cock. Without another pause, he slammed it home, thrusting deep inside of her and pushing her into the wall. With one hand under her ass and the other hand braced against the wall, he bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth. She screamed when he bit down on it, and she felt her dripping-wet pussy clench down on his cock. Locking her ankles behind his back, she used the wall as leverage and began lifting herself against him, desperate to reach her orgasm. The smell of sex flooded her nostrils, and her vision grayed as her climax approached.
“Yeah, honey, come for me. Come all over my cock.” He groaned against her breasts as she felt her body catch fire in his arms.
The burning in her belly spread out through her limbs, and she would have sworn she saw flames licking her skin as she screamed out her pleasure. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, and she was gasping for air as Noah’s cock began to pulse and empty inside of her. Her cunt spasmed around him, milking him until he was drained and they just rested there numbly. The only sound was their heavy breathing and the ticking of the clock on the living room wall. It felt like a stolen moment of paradise to Sidney, and she giggled.
“What’s so funny?” he said against her skin, swiping his tongue out to lick at her still-tingling nipple.
“Nothing. I’m just glad you take directions well,” she said and then laughed harder when he lifted his head to glare at her.
“What? Hey, are you crying?” He was suddenly in panic mode as he withdrew from her body and lifted her back into his arms. “I’m so sorry, honey. Where do you hurt? Do I need to call the doctor?”
She laughed even harder, but the tears continued to slip from her eyes. “No! I’m not hurt. I’m not even sure why I’m crying. Just an emotional wreck, I suppose.”
He stared down at her as he set her on a barstool next to the kitchen island, but he didn’t look like he believed her.
“I promise you, Noah, I’m fine. I just…love you so much,” she said, breaking off as a sob broke free from her throat.
His arms wrapped around her, pressing her face to the skin of his muscular chest, and he pressed a kiss to the top of her scalp. “Oh, sweet girl, I love you more than anything else in the world. You’re the best thing to ever happen in our lives.”
“Well, you three are the only good thing to ever happen in my life,” she said with a sharp laugh.
They held each other quietly. She was unbothered by the fact that she was naked while he still wore his jeans and boots. It was a moment of solidarity, security, and pure love. She wouldn’t have missed it for the world. After several minutes, though, her body betrayed her, and she shivered against him.
“Are you cold?” he whispered.
She nodded, and he released her. Taking her hand to help her up, he walked her back toward the bedroom. Instead of snuggling her into the bed though, he surprised her by walking her into the bathroom. She smiled as he turned on the tub faucet and rooted through the cabinet under the sink for some of the bubble bath that he had purchased for her. Once the tub was full of soft, white bubbles and steaming-hot water, he stripped off his jeans and boots and stepped in. Before sitting down, he held his hand out to her and helped her carefully step over the side. His concern for her injuries was evident, but he was trying his best not to point them out, and it made her love him even more.
Resting between his legs with her back against his chest in the hot bubble bath, she really did feel like she was in heaven. He seemed content to just enjoy the moment without any words, so she thought back over everything that had happened.
There would be no trial, as Tyce had clearly acted in her defense when he killed Robert. The whole town of Apache Crossing had embraced her into their fold since the shooting. They had enough casseroles in their freezer to eat one a night for a month, but she enjoyed the constant flow of visitors, and she had gotten much closer to Anna, Kara, and Marie.
Tyce’s shoulder had healed magnificently, and he was back to working and singing at the bar. He wanted her to join his band as soon as she was released, and she couldn’t wait to be on stage with him. Tonight, she promised herself, she would be going back to the bar tonight, one way or another.
Noah’s tattoo snagged her attention, and she stroked her finger over it. “What does it mean? You all three have it, so it must have some symbolic meaning.”
He looked surprised as she twisted to meet his eyes. “Nothing specific that I know of, it was just a design we picked together. We wanted something with three distinctly separate lines that wove together into one cohesive piece. It symbolizes the three of us brothers. We’ve separated at times, but always found our way back together. Now it symbolizes the unity we have with our future wife. Separate individuals who, when put together, create something beautiful. We got them right before we opened the bar. Kind of an artistic take on a fresh start. Do you like it?”
“Honestly, it turns me on. What about this one?” She scraped her fingernail over the military tattoo on his rib cage, and he twitched.
“That’s the Marine Corps emblem, the eagle, globe, and anchor. It’s traditional for Marines, but only after they’ve left the service. I got it the day I got out. Good-bye to the old me, and hello to the new me. Xavier and Tyce decided that one tat was enough for them, but I wanted more.” He shrugged as though it was no big deal, and she pressed a soft kiss to his jaw.
“I’ve always wondered what I would look like with a tattoo.” He snickered against her ear, and she frowned. “What? You don’t think I could get one?”
“Oh, no, don’t put words into my mouth, honey. I just can’t imagine you wanting to mar that beautiful body. Why take the risk of damaging perfection?” he said, brushing his lips against her neck.
She couldn’t stop herself from giggling and rolling her eyes. “That’s ridiculous.”
“It might be ridiculous to you, but it’s an absolute truth to me. I love every square inch of your beautiful body. I was scared that I was going to lose you to him.”
The quiet words said so much that emotion cracked his voice. Sidney blinked back tears as she pressed a kiss to his lips and rested her head in the crook of his neck. “I love you, too, Noah.”
Moving to straddle his lean hips, she pressed
her naked breasts against his chest, and kissed him more passionately. His responding groan encouraged her, and she reached between them to stroke his thickening cock.
“Oh shit, honey, that feels good. Are you sure? I mean, are you up for it again?” he asked with worry in his eyes.
“Shh. I’m sure. I want you again. Will you let me?” she hadn’t ever taken control with any of her men, so a little ripple of anxiety ran down her spine.
Noah’s eyes lit up with excitement, though, and he grinned, “Gladly!”
She sunk down on his cock, letting him fill and stretch her. It was delicious to be surrounded by the warm water, Noah’s hard arms, and all of the love in his eyes. As she rocked on him, he ran his hands over her body, tweaking her nipples and murmuring sweet words to her. It was perfect, and her body responded quickly, edging closer to release. The slow, gentle movements picked up pace, until she was slamming her pussy down on his throbbing length, and begging for an orgasm.
“I love you, Sidney!” he cried out, just as they both came in a glorious climax. Her body collapsed against his chest, exhausted and satisfied, and she knew there was a smile on her face.
They stayed that way for a while, unwilling to move or break the silence, until the sound of the bathroom door opening made them both jump. Glancing up in surprise, she saw Tyce and Xavier in the doorway, grinning.
“So, Doc Woolsey stopped into the bar for a drink. He says you have some news for us?” Tyce said as his eyes roamed over her partially immersed form.
“I’ve been released to all activities, so long as I take it easy,” she said casually, her cheek pressed against Noah’s shoulder, and his softened cock still partially submerged in her body, like she hadn’t a care in the world.
“Good. Get out of the tub, baby.” Xavier demanded, and she giggled.
“What’s in it for me? I’m pretty comfy here,” she responded saucily, winking up at Noah, who just shook his head at her disobedience.
“A spanking if you don’t get your cute little ass out of that bathtub in the next ten seconds.” Xavier’s eyes blazed with need, and his jaw was set in determination. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine, and she slowly stood up, letting the water run off of her.
“That’s not much of an incentive to do what you ask. In fact, I think it’s more of an incentive to disobey,” she said as Tyce reached out with a towel and lifted her out of the tub.
“I think I’ll have to spank you just to curb your bratty attitude.”
“Good, I was hoping you might say that,” she said with a saucy wink as Tyce carried her past Xavier into the bedroom. Before she could say anything more, they had stripped the towel away from her body, leaving her naked to their touch. All she could do was moan as the three of them began administering the best kind of medicine she had ever found. They loved her with their bodies and souls. They loved her.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Lori King is an everyday woman, born and raised right smack in the middle of the country in the ever-conservative state of Kansas. She juggles three sons, three dogs, a full-time job, a husband, and way too many extracurricular activities to mention. Writing is a way of stepping outside of the real world and embracing something new and different for her. A hopeless romantic, she spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories, always looking for the Happily Ever After.
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