Trusting Chance [Fate Harbor] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Caitlyn O'Leary

  “Well, you’ve basically already raised two children.”

  “I would love to have children,” Josie huffed. Sam raised both his hands.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hit a hot button.” Just then, Chance and the girls came out to the back deck, joining them.

  “And here’s the view I promised you. I figured we’d put Sam to work and have him grill some steaks tonight out here on the deck. Are either of you vegetarian?”

  “No, we’re both meat eaters,” Sarah said.

  “I can help with the grill,” Becca volunteered. “I want to get to know Sam better.” Sam gave a quiet groan, and Josie laughed.

  * * * *

  That night they had a good time over a nice dinner. It went a lot better than Sam had anticipated. He’d expected things to be awkward with Becca, but she was a lot of fun, and they really bonded when he explained he was coaching a basketball team. She even volunteered to come to the next afternoon’s practice and run drills with the boys. Sam didn’t know how much the boys would actually learn from Becca, knowing the hormone levels of fourteen-year-old boys around such a beautiful young woman. When he said as much, he was surprised at how unaware she was of her own appeal. He wondered if it was just a family trait. Josie might not look anything like her sisters, but all three were stunning women, with ample power to turn heads. Sam paid her this compliment aloud, causing Becca to flash him a blinding grin.

  “Josie needs a man in her life to appreciate her. She’s never recognized her own beauty.”

  “Well now she has two men who think she’s stunning. I’ve got to tell you, she’s the best thing that has ever happened to me, Becca,” Sam finished.

  “Well, at least we can agree on that. Aside from Sarah, Josie is the most important thing in my world, and I want what’s best for her. I just don’t want her hurt. This whole relationship just seems like something that is going to leave her open to ridicule, and how do I know that this isn’t some weird experiment for the two of you?” Becca asked, her voice trembling.

  Sam took the young girl into his arms.

  “You’re right, Becca. There are people who are going to be against us. I don’t think it’ll be ridicule, but some will openly disapprove. As for this relationship being just a passing whim for Chance and I? You’re just going to have to get to know us. There’s no other way for you to make that decision. I wish I could wave a magic wand and make this easier for you, but I can’t.” He looked the girl in the eye. “But there is one more bit of advice I can give you, and I really want you to think about it. Okay?” Becca sniffled, and looked up at him and nodded. “Your sister is one of the most levelheaded people I have ever met. I think you should trust her instincts.”

  “Yeah, but she was wrong about Russell.”

  “But she dumped that asshole, and she’s grown a lot since then, hasn’t she?”

  “I thought he dumped her,” Becca said.

  “Honey, your sister kicked him to the curb.” Sam chuckled. “It took her a lot of courage, because in the past she hasn’t been that good at standing up for herself, but she’s getting better. And she’s grown quite a bit since then. So you need to trust that she knows what she’s doing. Just think about that, will you? If you do, I bet you’ll find all the answers you’re looking for.”

  That night Chance had the girls take the Audi back to the apartment, just to ensure their safety.

  * * * *

  “Oh, my God, they’re gorgeous, they’re smart as hell, and so much fun!” Chance enthused later that night. “Josie, how on earth did you manage to raise such great kids, when you were just a kid yourself?” He hugged her, lifting her into the air.

  “They came out of the womb that way.”

  Sam pulled her out of Chance’s arms, and hugged her tight. “That’s just not true, baby. I’ll agree that they came out gorgeous, but at their age, to be so well adjusted, so nice and polite. That’s all you.” Josie blushed, and pushed him away. She walked into the kitchen and picked up her wine glass.

  “I’m just so glad you guys got along. I was really worried when Becca started off being such a brat. How did you know that she was pretending to be Sarah, Chance?” Josie leaned against the kitchen island.

  “I always wanted to be a twin and do exactly that very thing. I figured Becca would be the one to pull that stunt.” Josie raised her glass.

  “And what about you, Sam? You and Becca seemed to be having quite the intense conversation out on the deck. What was that all about?”

  “You were right, baby. I don’t think she’s as opposed to the whole threesome thing as she was before. I think she’s just worried about you getting hurt. God, those girls love you so much, and since I’m in that same camp, how can I be upset with her?”

  “So what did you talk about?”

  “She’s worried about what others will say about us. And, she doesn’t trust the intentions of two men she really doesn’t know toward a big sister who has always been there for her. She’s as protective of you, as you are of her, Josie. Bit of a chip off of your block, I’d say. I just told her she’ll have to get to know us, and trust your instincts.” Josie put her glass down to stand on her toes, and gave him a long kiss.

  “You’re very smart, my love.” Sam stroked his hands down her body and gripped her ass.

  “So what kind of reward did I earn?” She felt Chance move up behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders, his lips nuzzling at her neck.

  “Don’t forget, I charmed the girls, and loaned them my car,” he reminded her.

  “I haven’t forgotten anything that either of you have done, or can do. I also noticed my little sisters admiring you a little too much.”

  “Hey.” Sam stepped back immediately. “That’s just creepy!”

  “Hey, that’s just normal,” she mimicked in his tone. “If they hadn’t noticed you, I would have been more worried. Now get back here, or better yet, let’s take this to the bedroom.”

  “You know, we haven’t done it in the kitchen,” Chance suggested in a devilish purr against her neck. Josie melted back against his chest, rubbing against his erection.

  “You know there’s something else we haven’t done,” she replied, in a very soft voice. “And I really think that the bedroom is going to be the right place to do it.” Chance’s clenched his hands on her shoulders. Sam’s eyes glittered, as he moved forward, grasping her waist.

  “Are you sure, baby?”

  “I need you both.” She looked over her shoulder at Chance. “Please?” she asked.

  “Oh, Zee, you don’t have to ask. We just don’t want to rush you.” He moved her hair back, and kissed her lips, pressing himself even closer. She gasped as Sam suddenly picked her up, and carried her out of the kitchen, with Chance close behind. When they got to the bedroom, Chance turned on the lights, and Sam lowered her softly onto the bed.

  “Do you know how much I love you, baby? Every day I discover something new, and I fall a little more.” Josie trembled, looking up at this man who had captured her heart.

  “Oh, Sam.” She reached up, a slight tremor in her hand and a sheen of tears in her eyes. “You take my breath away.”

  “What about me, Zee?” Chance knelt on the bed, caressing her cheek. A tear slipped down her face. “Hey, wait a moment. Don’t cry.” Chance bent down and licked up the tear. “Honey, this is us loving you.”

  “That’s just it. That’s why I need it so much, why I need you both so much.” She sniffed.

  “Well, sweetheart, we need you, too. But I’ve got to tell you, I really need you naked.” Josie let out a surprised laugh, as Chance followed up his statement by grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head. “Oh, yeah, the red corset. I love the red corset!”

  “You are a goofball.”

  “I’m a horny goofball.”

  Sam reached over and divested her of her jeans and panties, while Chance pulled off his clothes, throwing them on the floor. Sam’s hands smoothed the inside
of her legs, causing her to shudder in reaction. When he pushed her knees outward, Josie felt Chance’s hands tracing the tops of her plump breasts where they spilled out over the top of her corset. His fingers sank down underneath the cups to tease her nipples, rubbing back and forth, as Sam’s palms smoothed up her thighs, ever closer to her weeping sex.

  “I can smell you, Josie. I think you like having us touching you.” Josie kept her eyes closed, wanting to savor the moments that were coming. She knew Chance was going to draw out her breasts to suckle them, then Sam was going to spread the lips of her pussy, and just anticipating these attentions made her juices flow.

  “God, baby, you’re getting so wet, and I haven’t even touched you. What are you thinking?” She was lost in her thoughts. “I asked you a question,” he demanded. Another pulse of liquid.

  “Chance sucking my nipples. You parting my pussy and looking at me. It’s so hot.”

  “I love looking at your glistening pink cunt. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Ever tasted.” Instantly, her lovers began a concert of ministrations. Her breasts were lifted and Chance was sucking and pinching and biting her nipples, as Sam had her spread like a buffet and was lapping at her slit. Her pleasure rocketed in seconds, as Josie wailed, exploding in orgasm.

  Slowly they soothed her, softening their touches, whispering words of praise. As she came back to herself, Josie touched them both, as they both crawled up beside her to cradle her close. “Please, come inside me, now. I need you both now.”

  “We need you too, baby.”

  Chance rolled onto his back, taking Josie with him. “Lay on top of me, Zee. I need to kiss you.” Her body melted on top of his, and she took his mouth in a lazy kiss that started with a smile, then started to smolder as Chance grabbed the back of her head, and ground his mouth to hers. When he was done she was panting and on fire. “Straddle me,” he demanded. Josie immediately complied, her dripping pussy coming into contact with his rock-hard cock. His hands gripped her hips, and slowly guided her onto his condom-covered erection. She could feel every ridge as he filled her. For a moment, she doubted her decision to take both of them at once. She felt so full already with Chance deep inside her this way.

  From behind her, she squirmed as Sam sensuously moved her hair over her shoulder, and then she couldn’t imagine being without him. She looked down at Chance. “Lean forward, honey,” he directed. Ever so softly, she felt Sam’s hand guiding her down toward Chance. Chance’s hands stroked her back, down to the globes of her ass, gently parting them. Sam’s fingers delicately smeared warm lubrication against her rear opening, and then she felt those same fingers parting the muscles there.

  “You’re so beautiful, baby.” And Josie felt beautiful. She felt loved. How could she not? Right now she was right where she wanted to be, between the men she loved.

  “Please, Sam, hurry. I need you.”

  “No, baby, no hurrying tonight. Let me get you ready. Relax just a little bit more.” Sam continued to play with her, smoothly gliding in and out, and then Chance reached up and touched her clitoris, and Josie cried out, pushing backward. “Good girl,” Sam praised.

  Then his fingers were gone, and she felt that same sensation she had only felt once before. Chance continued to lightly circle her engorged clit, as Sam pressed in with his penis.

  “Oh, God,” she whimpered. It burned, but at the same time her jangling nerve endings seemed to connect to the amazing sensations that Chance was conjuring in her clit.

  “Give it a minute, Josie,” Sam insisted. Josie stopped moving and Sam pressed further, and then he pushed the head past her tight muscles, and she immediately sighed in relief. As Sam continued to push in, Chance pulled out, but he continued to play with the nub of nerves at the apex of her sex, causing her to mewl in pleasure.

  Finally, Sam was all the way in, and Josie let out a cry.

  “Baby, are you okay?” Sam asked in a frantic voice.

  “It’s so good,” Josie panted.

  Sam pulled out, and Chance pushed in.

  “God, Zee, you’re killing me, you’re squeezing my cock so good.” Josie saw the look of pained pleasure on Chance’s face, sure it mirrored her own. She felt Sam move one of his hands from her hip up to her breast, and grip her breast with just the right amount of pressure. She was now being touched everywhere exactly right.

  “Are you ready, baby?” Sam blew out the question as he slowly pulled out again.

  “What do you mean?” Josie gulped.

  “I mean, are you ready to fuck?” She looked down at Chance who lifted his eyebrow in question.

  “I want it all, boys.” Before she even finished the sentence, Chance rocked upward, and a rhythm began that Josie couldn’t believe. She couldn’t breathe, she was literally stuffed with her men and she loved every moment of it, as they pushed and pulled, faster and faster.

  She trembled and cried out and climaxed. They coaxed her higher, and she said, “I can’t.” They laughed.

  She sizzled and screamed out and climaxed again and they coaxed her even higher, and again she said, “It’s too much!” But this time they came with her, and she slumped forward to the happy sounds of their pleasure and praise.

  She wasn’t really all that surprised to wake up in the bathtub.

  “There she is.”

  “Hello, love.” Sam slid the loofah over her breasts.

  “I thought I was getting better at staying awake. But after that, I’m surprised I didn’t sleep until morning.” She rested her head against Sam’s chest.

  “I’m surprised I didn’t pass out,” Chance said from behind her, as he dropped a kiss on her shoulder. “Jesus, Zee, you about killed me.” She giggled, and then winced.

  “We put Epsom salts in the bath, baby,” Sam whispered against her neck.

  “Thanks,” she whispered back into his ear. She felt Chance’s hands caress up and down her back, and leaned back against him. She luxuriated at being surrounded by her lovers. Josie yawned.

  “The water is cooling. Let’s get you tucked into bed,” Sam said.

  “I think I can be talked into that,” Josie said, as she yawned again. Later, as they all were drifting off to sleep, she realized that she really was home.

  Chapter 21

  The next day she took the girls to meet Betty and Butch for breakfast. They were enthralled to hear stories of Josie as a little girl. Josie hadn’t realized they had pictures of her, but they did. They brought out an old photo album that held many pictures of both Josie and Chance. They also had pictures of Sam and Chance growing up together, and Josie was enchanted. It was evident that they were the best of friends.

  Then Betty, Josie, and the girls met up with Kara and Karen at a day spa for a manicure and pedicure. Afterward, Josie dropped Becca off at the high school gym so she could attend the basketball practice. Then Betty took Sarah and Josie to some of her favorite shops near the harbor.

  After dropping Betty back at her house, they picked Becca up and headed back to the house.

  “Oh, my God, Sam is a great coach,” Becca enthused.

  “Why do you say that?” Josie asked.

  “Even with the boys who are less coordinated or athletic, he is so patient. He just keeps working with them, encouraging them until he has them playing up to their best potential. I mean there were some serious ball hogs, too, but he never lost his cool. He’d just take them aside, and then they’d start passing the ball. Seriously, Josie, he is inspiring. He had really great drills and plays, adjusted to the boys’ levels of ability. I wish I’d had him for a coach.” That was very high praise coming from Becca, considering how many coaches she had disliked over the years.

  “I think somebody has a crush,” Sarah teased. Becca reached over the backseat and hit her sister in the arm.

  “What, are we still ten years old?” Josie asked.

  “Yes,” they both answered simultaneously. Josie laughed.

  By the time they got to the house, Chance almost
had dinner cooked. It was potato-crusted halibut and green beans.

  “Hi, ladies! Sam phoned to say he had to drive one of the boys home, so he’s running late. How was your day?”

  “It was great!” Sarah answered. “How about yours? What did you do? I mean, what do you do for a living?”

  “Josie told us you were loaded,” Becca said.

  “I don’t think I put it quite like that,” Josie said as she deposited the green beans on the dining room table. “Anyway, would you please excuse Becca, Chance? She spent the afternoon with fourteen-year-old boys, and I think she reverted back to the same age.”

  “Jeez, she’s right, Chance. That was totally inappropriate, I’m sorry. And Josie didn’t say you were loaded, she said something about how you had done well in business and had left corporate America to settle down here…” Becca blushed. Chance put his arm around the flustered young woman.

  “Easy there. You had it right the first time. I’m loaded. I was the Chief Financial Officer of a company that went public. I cashed my stock and my stock options in at the trade and made a ton of money. I took the income, paid the taxes, and left the corporate arena, because I was working eighteen-hour days, had an ulcer, and was smoking two packs of cigarettes a day. I was twenty-six years old and my doctor said I had the heart and the fitness level of a fifty-year-old.” He chuckled at the three sets of surprised eyes that settled on him.

  “Chance, you never told me that!” Josie accused.

  “No reason to,” he countered. “That’s not me anymore.”

  “That’s not true. I’ve seen you get pretty worked up on those calls for your charitable foundations, sometimes.” Josie glanced over at her sisters. “He consults for a couple of charities.” When she mentioned American Humanity Connections among the listed charities, Sarah’s eyes got wide.

  “You do work with AHC? I volunteer for them when I have time. I love what they’ve done to computerize all the pantries and shelters, so that people in need can get referrals for services, instead of just floating from place to place, hoping the next spot has a meal or a bed.”