by Opal Carew
“What kind of things?”
Aw, damn. “Well, there was some touching. I’m sure you can imagine.”
A grin split his face. “Oh, yeah. I’m imagining it now. Did you kiss?”
She nodded, remembering the soft lips on her mouth. Then moving down her shoulder. Finding her nipple.
“Let’s just say we did lots of things, but I’m not going to give you details.”
“You’re a cruel woman, Stevie.”
She looked at him, watching her with his wicked eyes and she couldn’t help laughing. Which caused her to spill some wine.
But it was such good wine. She took another sip.
“Okay, so tell me. Have you ever been with a man?”
“Wait, before we move onto that question, at least tell me … Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes, of course. But if you’re asking if I ever considered staying with women sexual partners instead of men, the answer is no.”
“If you liked it, then why not?”
She grinned. “Because I like the feel of a big cock inside me, that’s why.” Her words shocked her a little bit. She didn’t usually talk so frankly about sex. “But that doesn’t mean if I was in a threesome with a man and another woman that I wouldn’t interact with the other woman.” Her grin broadened. “Especially since I know how much it would turn the guy on.”
His jaw dropped open. “Really?”
“Well, it would, wouldn’t it? Of course I’d want to do something that would excite my partner that much.”
“Are you sure we can’t ditch Reid and carry on with you and me and some other sexy woman?”
She laughed. “You are such a bad boy.”
He grinned. “And you are a dirty girl.”
Their interchange was stirring something inside her. She felt heat simmer through her that had nothing to do with the bubbling hot water surrounding her.
“So stop stalling,” she said. “Back to my question. Have you ever been with a man?”
He shook his head. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but … no, I haven’t. I have, however, had thoughts of sharing a woman with Reid for a long time now. I just never mentioned it to him.”
“Because you want to be with him?”
He laughed. “No, because he has great taste in women and I wanted in on the bounty.”
Her cheeks heated at his compliment.
“Yeah, I’m sure you attract more than your share of beautiful women,” she said.
He shrugged. “Yeah, okay. I like doing things with Reid and sharing something that intimate with him—watching him fuck a woman … bring her to orgasm…” His blue eyes glittered. “I find that exciting.”
The thought of him watching her while Reid drove his big cock into her had her heart stuttering. Even more, the thought of him touching Reid … of seeing his big masculine hands moving over Reid’s muscular body sent dampness pooling in her core.
Chapter Ten
“So will you interact with Reid while the three of us are together?” Stevie’s voice had deepened to a throaty whisper.
His gaze sharpened on hers. “I hadn’t really thought about it.”
She gazed at him intensely. “So think about it.”
His hot gaze bored through her. “Does the thought turn you on?”
Her breathing was shallow, desire flickering through her, and she nodded.
“Intensely,” she said.
“Then I will seriously think about it.”
The timer went off on the bubbles and they dissipated, leaving her body visible in the clear water. Her nipples were hard and distended, her aureoles pebbled. And she made no move to cover them. In fact, her gaze dropped unashamedly to his cock, which was standing at full mast in the hot water.
* * *
Dylan’s cock twitched at her obvious scrutiny. And the sight of her delightful breasts.
Damn, she was so sexy.
“I know that we’re only supposed to be talking right now…” she said as she leaned toward him.
Then she glided through the water, her breasts swaying in the clear water, until she was in front of him, her knees resting on the bottom. Her warm hands slid over his shoulders.
“But…”
He dragged her into his arms and onto his lap, his mouth covering hers, unable to stand another second without touching her.
Fuck, the sweetness of her lips on his was insanely delightful, and the feel of her soft breasts crushed against his chest drove his already rock-hard cock to a painful state. His tongue glided into her mouth and swirled inside.
Her thighs cradled his hips and his cock pressed hard against her soft belly.
The need in her eyes was palpable. With the two of them still locked in a passionate kiss, she glided her body up and down. Just a little at first … then more … stroking his cock with her body.
Then he felt her slick folds move over him and he nearly choked.
She kept gliding as he tore his lips away. Their gazes locked as she kept moving … stroking … up and down … driving him insane with need.
Then she slid a little higher and he felt his cockhead against her slickness.
He sucked in a breath when he felt his cock sliding inside her.
Her eyes widened, as if it had caught her by surprise, too. But she kept moving down his shaft. Taking him into the incredible warmth of her body. She whimpered a little as she neared his root.
Then he was all the way inside her.
She stared at him, her eyes wide, as if startled by finding herself in this position.
He cupped her face and kissed her. Her tiny mewing sound made his cock pulse with need, in turn making her whimper.
When he ended the kiss, they stared at each other.
“I guess we’re pretty comfortable with each other intimately now,” he murmured.
She bit her lip. “Maybe too comfortable.”
Her intimate muscles squeezed him and he groaned. From the look in her eye, she hadn’t intended it.
“What do you mean by too comfortable?” he asked, waging a losing battle to stay focused on anything other than their joined bodies.
“You said that … uh … Reid just wanted us to talk.”
Then it dawned on him. “You feel like you’re cheating on him?”
She bit her lip and nodded, looking troubled.
He didn’t want to point out to her that she was the one insisting that she didn’t want a relationship with Reid. That she would only continue what they did have if he agreed to a non-exclusive relationship.
Yet she was treating this as if they were exclusive and she was being with Dylan with Reid’s permission, rather than her being a free agent.
But she didn’t pull away. With his cock still fully immersed inside her, she rested her head against his shoulder.
And he liked the feel of it there.
He stroked her hair.
“I don’t think Reid would have any problem with us having sex right now,” he said.
With one arm still snugly around her, he slid his hand between them and found her clit, then stroked it. She quivered in his arms. He teased it more aggressively and her trembling increased.
A moment later, she convulsed against his body, squeezing his cock tightly with her intimate muscles. He pivoted his hips, driving his cock deeper into her. Pulsing rapidly inside her.
She began to moan, her face glowing. Her features blossomed in shimmering joy as an orgasm claimed her.
He pumped deeper and his groin tightened, then heat flooded through him, erupting into her. She clutched his shoulders tightly as her moan transformed to a deep, reedy song of ecstasy. He kept rocking his hips, his finger still gliding over her clit, keeping her in a state of bliss.
Finally, she sucked in a breath and collapsed against him.
“God, that was incredible.” She sucked in a breath, her eyes shimmering with pleasure. “But…”
He leaned back, holding her against him.
“I don’t want to hear any buts.
”
“No, I don’t mean … There are no buts about how great it was. I just … I don’t feel right about doing this without Reid here.”
He kissed the top of her head.
“I got that. But I promise you. It’ll be fine.”
* * *
She’s left for work.
Reid read the text from Dylan and pushed his phone into his pocket, then finished his coffee. He’d been waiting at the café on the corner near the apartment building. He paid his bill and stepped from the restaurant to the sunny street outside.
Ten minutes later, the elevator doors opened on the penthouse. One of the many things he shared with his partner and friend, Dylan.
And soon Stevie would be another.
Dylan was sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee. Sunlight streamed across the glossy, dark cherry hardwood floors.
“So how did it go last night?” Reid asked as he sat down across from Dylan.
Dylan smiled at him. A smile that was so full of satisfaction that he wondered if he actually wanted to know the answer.
“It went amazingly well.”
“So you two are pretty comfortable with each other now?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Okay, so you seem a little more pleased with yourself than I would expect from a man who’d spent time in a hot tub with a beautiful naked woman and didn’t get any.”
“Yeah, about that…”
“You two fucked?” Reid’s stomach tensed but he knew he was being an idiot.
He’d agreed to share her with Dylan. But the thought of the two of them being that intimate with each other … without him there … unnerved him. Fuck, he knew he was falling for the woman.
Hell, he’d already fallen. Hard.
“I didn’t make a move on her,” Dylan said. “I promise. It just … happened. We talked about family and her driving a cab. She got defensive about it and suggested we change topics … and we wound up talking about her being with another woman. And we were naked in the hot tub.”
“What the fuck? Really?”
The thought of Stevie with another woman … the other woman’s hands gliding over Stevie’s naked body … pleasuring her … Stevie running her hands over the other woman’s breasts … licking her nipples … Stevie whimpering in pleasure as the other woman buried her mouth in her pussy …
“Fuck!” Reid’s cock ached as it strained against his pants.
Dylan nodded, his eyes twinkling. “Oh, yeah. It was hot. Then she asked if I’d ever been with a guy. Man, you should have been here. She got this hot, hungry look in her eyes.”
“Are you saying that Stevie was turned on by the idea of two men having sex with each other?”
“Are you kidding? I think if I’d hinted that you and I would be willing to just touch each other, let alone more, she’d have come on the spot.”
“So you’re saying she jumped you?”
Dylan held up his hands, palms toward Reid. “Before this conversation goes any further, I need you to understand that Stevie was very turned on, but she was really worried about doing anything with me while you weren’t there.”
“Really?” The thought made Reid smile.
Dylan nodded. “So am I right to assume that you want more than just a short-term fling with this woman? Are you hoping for something long term?”
He nodded. “I am.”
Dylan grinned. “That’s good news then, because it was as if she was worried about cheating on you.”
Reid laughed. That was the best news he’d heard in a long time, and given how well things had been going lately, that was saying a lot.
And they were only going to get better. He could hardly wait for their threesome.
“So, I have to ask,” Reid said. “If the idea of watching two men together turns her on so much … would you be willing?”
Dylan’s eyes widened. “You’re really asking what I think you’re asking?”
Reid held up his hands. “Hey, if I’ve gone too far, I’m sorry. I just thought…”
“Yeah, I’d be willing,” Dylan said decisively.
Now it was Reid’s turn to be surprised. “I thought you’d want some time to think about it.”
“I have thought about it. Many times. I mean, I’m totally into women, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been curious about being with a guy. But I didn’t want to mention it because I didn’t want to do anything that would make things awkward between us. Now that this opportunity has presented itself…” Dylan shrugged.
Reid smiled broadly. “Well, I’m good with it, too. I think the three of us will be amazing together.”
* * *
Reid sat in the living room waiting for Stevie to return after her shift. She’d texted him that she’d be up in a few minutes.
The elevator whooshed open and Stevie stepped into the entrance.
“Good evening,” Reid said, keeping his voice cool and indifferent.
She gazed at him uncertainly as she took off her sneakers.
“Hi.” She plunked her bag inside the closet, then stepped into the living room.
He stood up as she approached and she stopped, watching him uneasily.
“I’d like to talk to you about what happened last night,” he said.
She nodded, her gaze dropping to the floor. Fuck, it looked like she felt incredibly guilty.
“Dylan’s in the other room, so let’s go to the bedroom where it’s more private,” Reid said.
He led the way, with Stevie close behind him. Once she stepped inside, he closed the door.
Then he turned to her.
His eyebrow quirked up. “Anything you want to tell me?”
She bit her lip, her eyes filled with anguish. He almost felt guilty putting her through this.
Almost.
But he loved that she was so unnerved by having had sex with Dylan without Reid being there. Because it showed that she really cared about Reid and their relationship.
“I … uh…” she said slowly, her gaze dropping from him to her hands. “I had sex with Dylan last night.”
He said nothing and she lifted her gaze, searching his face for a reaction, but he gave her none.
After a long pause, he drew in a deep breath.
“You had sex with Dylan,” he finally echoed, a stern expression on his face.
Stevie nodded, looking repentant.
He could barely keep the grin from spreading across his face. When Dylan had told him what had happened … at first he’d felt jealous, possessive. But after hearing that she hadn’t wanted to cheat on Reid … Fuck, he’d been delighted.
Because that meant she really did see what they had as a relationship, even if that logical brain of hers refused to acknowledge the fact.
“Do you feel bad about doing it?” he demanded.
She stared at the floor. “Of course. I know we agreed to it, but it felt like cheating somehow. I’m really sorry.”
“Well, that’s not enough. You need to be punished.”
Her gaze shot to his and her eyes widened as she saw the burning desire in his eyes.
“Are you angry?” she asked.
He raised an eyebrow. “What do you think?”
He knew that would feed into her frenzy of uncertainty and keep her off kilter.
She bit her lip again.
When she didn’t answer, he grabbed her hand and tugged her with him to the bed.
“As I said, you need to be punished.”
He pressed her over the bed until her torso rested on the surface and her ass was in the air.
“Drop your pants,” he commanded.
Staying put, she unfastened her jeans and pushed them to her hips. He grasped them and pulled them down her legs and lifted each ankle to pull the pants free. Then he stood up and slid the hem of her flannel shirt up her back, exposing her round ass, still covered by skimpy lace undies.
He tugged on the lace garment and slowly rolled it over her rounded buttocks, then down h
er legs. When he tossed it aside, he stood up, his gaze locked on her naked derriere.
“Open your legs. I want to see you.”
She obeyed, widening her stance until he could see her pussy lips, the delicate petals between them glistening with moisture. Unable to help himself, he ran his fingers over her slickness.
“Aw, fuck,” he said, then took his damp fingers into his mouth and sucked, tasting her musky feminine essence.
He cupped her round ass in his hands and squeezed, then gave a small, sharp slap across one cheek.
“Tell me why I’m punishing you.”
“Because I had sex with Dylan.”
“Because you fucked my best friend. Say it.”
“Yes, sir. Because I fucked your best friend.”
He slapped her ass again, harder this time. Her cheek glowed a lovely rosy pink.
“Did you enjoy it? Did you like feeling his cock inside you?”
“Yes, sir.”
He spanked her again, the sharp sound ringing through the room.
“Did he enjoy it, too?”
She hesitated for a second. “Yes, sir.”
“Stay exactly as you are. Don’t move a muscle. I’ll be back in a minute.”
Chapter Eleven
Stevie stood perfectly still, barely breathing, as she waited for Reid to return. She couldn’t tell how mad he was. He insisted on punishing her, but there was no anger in his touch. On the contrary, the way he touched her—with calm authority—was intensely arousing.
She heard the bedroom door open and waited for Reid to speak again.
But she sensed he wasn’t alone.
“You’ve apologized to me,” Reid said. “Now you need to apologize to Dylan.”
Oh, God, Dylan was standing behind her. Seeing everything on display. She wanted to close her legs and stand up. To cover herself.
But Reid had told her not to move.
And, in fact, knowing that both men were staring at her most private parts … was making her wetter.
“I’m sorry, Dylan, for … putting you in a difficult position.”
“Very good,” Reid said, and she could hear the smile in his voice. “Now go ahead and punish her, Dylan.”
She jumped at the feel of a big, masculine hand stroking over her ass. The fingertips gliding over her skin, then the large palm cupping her.