A Fare to Remember

by Opal Carew

She felt his hand move between their bodies then the hot head nudge against her thighs. She opened enough to let him glide between them. He eased forward, his rigid shaft stroking over her intimate flesh … which was already slick with need.

  He moved forward and back a few times, then he adjusted his cock to push against her opening. She pivoted her hips to give him a better angle of entry. She exhaled a soft moan as he slid inside her, his big cock filling her.

  She trembled in Dylan’s arms as she watched Reid’s sleeping face. She felt like she was cheating on Reid, right here in front of him, even though she knew she wasn’t. Reid was totally okay with Dylan fucking her. In fact, it turned him on. But she still didn’t feel right about doing it when he wasn’t present, and not being conscious …

  Dylan glided deeper.

  “I should wake up Reid,” she said.

  “Don’t worry. Your moans will wake him when you start to come,” Dylan said.

  “But…”

  His kiss behind her ear, his breath stirring small tendrils of her hair, took her breath away.

  “He’ll love waking up to see you coming.”

  He glided in deeper and she sucked in a breath, her eyelids falling closed as his cock drove her need higher. This was so wildly erotic.

  “Are you sure?” she whispered.

  “He’s sure.”

  Her eyelids popped open to see Reid looking at her.

  “Reid, I—”

  But Dylan’s cock surged into her again and she lost coherent thought.

  “It’s okay, Stevie. Dylan was right. I’d love to wake up to see you coming.”

  His gaze drifted over her face. She was sure her cheeks were flushed and her hair was a mess around her face.

  Reid grinned. “But since you’re not there yet, I’ll help.”

  He pulled the covers away and cupped her breasts. He caressed them gently. Dylan had paused, his cock immersed inside her. Reid stroked her nipples, then he captured one in his mouth and suckled. She arched toward him, which tilted her hips, causing the angle of the hard shaft inside her to change. Shivers danced through her, sparking delight in every cell.

  “Start fucking her again, Dylan.”

  Dylan’s thick cock glided along her passage, exiting her. Then he surged forward in a slow, smooth stroke. Reid suckled her other nipple, which was hard and distended. He teased it with his tongue and she curled her fingers through the dark waves of his hair, holding him tight to her bosom.

  Dylan slid back and glided deep again. Another deep suck, then Reid escaped her hands and slid lower, his lips trailing kisses down her stomach.

  Dylan thrust just as Reid stroked her folds. He drew them apart, then—

  “Ohhhh…” Pleasure surged through her at the feel of Reid’s tongue teasing her clit, amplified by Dylan’s cock caressing her insides with his now steady thrusts.

  She cupped Reid’s head as he licked her and suckled. Teasing and cajoling her bud while Dylan thrust deep and hard.

  “Ohhh,” she whimpered. “I’m so close.”

  “Fuck, so am I, sweetheart.”

  Dylan surged deep and she pulled Reid tighter to her as he suckled on her clit.

  Then an orgasm exploded inside her and she moaned.

  Still both men pleasured her. Dylan’s big cock moving inside her. Reid’s mouth moving on her.

  “Ohhh, Dylan. Reid.” Her insides quivered in bliss. “You’re making me come.”

  The pleasure surged higher, propelling her to pure ecstasy. She hovered in the delightful state, then as she slowly drifted back to earth, Dylan moaned and his cock erupted inside her. She moaned in ecstasy once again.

  Reid licked her clit, then kissed up her belly. He drew her into his arms and held her close as Dylan lay panting behind her.

  “Fuck, that was hot,” Reid said with a smile.

  “What about you?” Stevie asked.

  Dylan shifted behind her, his cock pulling free.

  “You relax,” he said. “I’m happy to do the heavy lifting this morning.”

  With that he crawled over her and pushed Reid onto his back. Dylan crouched on the other side of him and grasped Reid’s tall, throbbing cock in his hand. Dylan leaned down and wrapped his lips around Reid’s cockhead.

  Heat surged through her as the big, bulbous tip disappeared into Dylan’s mouth. As she watched Dylan glide up and down, taking the cock deep into his throat, her insides quivered with desperate desire. She crawled down the bed and leaned in close to watch Dylan.

  As Dylan moved up, exposing Reid’s shaft, she leaned in and wrapped her lips around it. When Dylan glided back down, she slipped away, then nuzzled Dylan’s neck as he held Reid deep inside him. She dragged her teeth over his raspy jaw, then nipped the tender skin under his chin.

  He glided up again. She lifted Reid’s sacs and licked one, loving his moan of appreciation. Then she took it into her mouth and cradled it gently against her tongue as Dylan continued to bob up and down. She suckled Reid’s soft flesh as Dylan sucked his cock like a big, meaty Popsicle.

  Reid groaned.

  Dylan smiled at her as he slid off the top of Reid’s cock, then wrapped his lips around the side of the shaft like it was an ear of corn. She returned his smile and wrapped her lips around the other side. Together they glided up and down the enormous shaft.

  After several times, with Reid’s breathing turning to pants, Dylan’s lips met hers at the top and they kissed, then they both covered Reid’s tip, half of the big cockhead in each of their mouths. Dylan wrapped his hand around Reid’s shaft and pumped up and down. They both licked and suckled the tip. Then they took turns, her taking the cockhead fully inside her mouth and sucking, then Dylan. He stroked the thick shaft with his hand while she cradled Reid’s balls in hers, caressing gently.

  “Oh, fuck, you two. I’m going to come any minute.”

  Dylan, who had the tip in his mouth, opened, exposing Reid’s cockhead, his lower lip still resting on the hot flesh. Stevie moved close, pressing her upper lip to Dylan’s, her lower lip anchored under the ridge of Reid’s cockhead. Dylan still pumped and Reid groaned. Hot liquid erupted from Reid’s cock, shooting against their joined lips. She glided her tongue over the tip, bumping against Dylan’s doing the same thing.

  When the stream stopped, she closed over his cock and sucked lovingly. Dylan cupped her head and dragged her into a kiss. His tongue swept inside her mouth and stole away some of the salty semen for himself. Then their tongues tangled in a deep, passionate kiss.

  When their lips parted, they smiled, then moved up the bed. Dylan dropped back on the bed while Stevie glided close to Reid’s body, then nuzzled his neck. He captured her lips, kissing her passionately, his tongue filling her with deep thrusts. Then he stroked her cheeks and gazed at her with his serious cobalt-blue eyes.

  “Don’t ever worry about starting without me, baby.”

  * * *

  Stevie took the hand Reid offered to help her from the limousine. Raphael had sent the car to drive them to his country house. She stepped onto the interlock driveway and Dylan followed her from the car.

  As the chauffeur gathered their luggage from the trunk, she walked up the steps with Reid and Dylan. The place was stunning. A tall, central A-frame in stained cedar with windows from the ground to the roof and two wings extending from each side. The glass of the windows reflected the trees surrounding the building, which was situated in a clearing in the woods off a small, private lake.

  The door opened and a butler welcomed them into the large, bright foyer.

  “Ah, there you are.” Raphael and his girlfriend, Francesca, appeared with smiling faces. “How good to see you,” he said as he shook Reid’s hand, then Dylan’s. “And you, my dear, Stefani. I’m so glad you could accompany Reid and Dylan. It’s a delight to see you again.” He lifted her hand and kissed it.

  “Thank you, Raphael.”

  Francesca shook each of their hands. “I’m glad you’re here. Henry will show you to
your room.” She gestured to the butler.

  “A moment,” Raphael said. He glanced into Stevie’s eyes and she felt stripped bare, as if he’d read all her secrets. Then he glanced to Dylan and then to Reid.

  He turned to the butler. “Henry, put them in the large suite in the east wing.” He smiled. “There are two large bedrooms and a living room, so you can discuss business if you’re so inclined.”

  “Thank you. That’s quite considerate,” Reid responded.

  “Of course. Take your time settling in,” Raphael said. “You can join us on the terrace for cocktails whenever you’re ready.” He smiled. “There’s no rush.”

  * * *

  An uneasiness prickled along Stevie’s spine as she glanced around the large, elegant room filled with people in suits and evening dresses, partaking in the abundant supply of champagne and hors d’oeuvres waiters carried on trays around the room.

  Reid and Dylan had gone off with Raphael to discuss business and Stevie was chatting with Francesca and a couple of her friends.

  As they talked, Stevie spotted a man entering the room and her gaze locked on his face.

  Oh, God. It’s Sean.

  This was the second time she’d been in the same place as her ex-fiancé in as many weeks. It made sense that he would travel in the same circle as Reid and Dylan—in fact, he was obviously here at the invitation of Raphael—but why was he in New York? Was he after the same contract as Reid and Dylan?

  She noticed that Sean was looking her way. She did not want to talk to him, so she glanced around for an escape.

  “Stefani, my dear.” Francesca leaned in close. “Come. There’s someone I want you to meet.”

  “Yes, of course, Francesca,” Stevie said, “but first I need to go fix my lipstick.”

  “Nonsense. You look perfect.”

  “I’m sorry. I really must go.” She saw that Sean was heading toward them through the crowd. “I’ll be back. I promise.”

  She hurried away, wishing she could head toward the suite, but Sean was between her and that escape route.

  She seemed to lose him and she grabbed a glass of white wine from a passing waiter’s tray and sipped it. She sighed, wondering how she could stay out of Sean’s sight. Maybe on the patio …

  “There you are, Stefani,” Francesca said from behind her. “I told you I have someone for you to meet.”

  Stevie turned around … then stopped cold.

  “Hello, Stefani.” Sean’s gaze locked on her.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Stevie could tell Sean was worried she would fly off into the crowd again. And she would if she thought she could get away with it.

  “I thought this would be a delightful surprise for you,” Francesca said with a big smile. “Sean here tells me you two are old friends and you haven’t seen each other for several years. In fact, you just missed him at the party in the city that Reid brought you to.”

  “I saw you,” Sean said, “but as I was coming over to talk to you, you disappeared. Francesca told me you had to leave suddenly. When I explained we knew each other in Chicago, she graciously invited me here for the weekend so we could reconnect.”

  “That is very kind of you, Francesca.”

  Francesca beamed, clearly totally lacking the ability to read people, in contrast to Raphael’s exceptional ability to do so. If Raphael were here, Stevie was certain he would have sensed her total panic and desire to flee.

  “Now, Sean, I insist you ask Stefani to dance. Raphael is keeping her date, Reid, busy and poor Stefani should be having fun.” Francesca smiled. “It’ll give you a chance to talk undisturbed so you can get reacquainted.”

  “It would be my pleasure.” Sean offered his hand.

  Stevie took only a split second to realize there was no polite way out, so she rested her hand in his and allowed him to lead her onto the dance floor. His arm swept around her back and he guided her around the floor.

  It was strange being in his arms again. Feeling the same traitorous attraction she had five years ago. But it wouldn’t sway her.

  “You’re dating Reid Jacobs? Is it serious?”

  “That’s none of your business,” she answered tightly.

  He watched her as he spun her around the floor. He was a good dancer. It was one of the things she’d loved about him. As well as his great taste in music and clothes, and how he’d always been able to make her laugh. He had excelled at Princeton, finishing top of his class. Since then he’d taken the reins of one of the major companies in his father’s empire and even just a few years out of college, had shown great promise.

  He was everything her parents should have wanted for her … and had wanted. For all intents and purposes, they had been a perfect match.

  Yet, their parents had put an end to their five-month engagement, snuffing it out like a discarded cigarette.

  And Sean hadn’t even fought back. He’d simply conceded to their wishes.

  “Look, Stef, I know I hurt you, and I apologize for that from the bottom of my heart. I was a total idiot. I know that now and I wish I had done things differently.”

  She wished she had more distance between them. Being so close to the man who’d torn out her heart and tossed it away, then thought a few words of apology would fix it, had her chest so tight she could hardly breathe.

  “That’s easy to say now that Mitzi and Todd have divorced,” she grated. “If they were still together, you wouldn’t be saying that.”

  “That’s not true,” he responded a little too loudly, his eyes flaring. Several couples on the floor glanced over at them. His mouth compressed and he took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, Stef. I really want to talk to you about this. Can we go somewhere quieter? Maybe to the terrace?”

  She pursed her lips, but nodded. Now that they’d started the conversation, they might as well finish it. She followed him through the room to the French doors leading outside, then into the night air. She breathed in the sweet scent of lilacs.

  The spring evening was a little cool and her bare shoulders pebbled in goose bumps. He led her to a quiet spot against the elegant stone railing overlooking the lake. Moonlight glittered on the water’s surface as she gazed over it.

  “You’re cold,” he observed and took off his jacket.

  He wrapped it around her shoulders and the warmth of his body settled around her. Along with his scent. Warm and musky. Reminding her of sultry nights in his arms. That summer they’d spent together after college had been magical. A fairy-tale romance where everything was perfect.

  Her parents and his had been thrilled with the match. When they’d gotten engaged, both families were behind them. Her parents loved him. His parents loved her. Everything had progressed like a dream until the engagement party when the two sets of parents met.

  “It’s a beautiful spot.” Sean moved close to her side and leaned against the railing. “It reminds me of Jeremy’s lake house where we met.” He laughed, a soft chuckle. “The first time I saw you, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I wangled an introduction from Jeremy then talked your ear off all afternoon.”

  He smiled as he gazed at her.

  God, she’d memorized every detail of his warm hazel eyes. The dark brown ring around the pupils. The underlying glow of amber. The green flecks that darkened when he looked at her. Just like now.

  Those eyes had haunted her dreams for far too long.

  “But you didn’t seem to mind.” His devastating smile curled her toes. “Then that evening … do you remember what happened?”

  “No,” she said curtly, turning her gaze to the lake.

  “I think you do.” His soft, raspy voice reminded her of intimate, passion-filled moments spent in his arms. “We went out for a walk to get away from the noise and the people. Just you and I holding hands and walking along the beach. I remember the beautiful sunset over the water.” His eyes glittered as he watched her. “But it didn’t come close to rivaling your beauty.”

  “Sean…” She wanted him
to stop. The memories were too painful.

  “Then the rain came down. A sudden downpour and we ran for cover. We found that little wooden shed and waited there for the rain to stop.”

  She remembered the drumming of the rain on the roof. The flood of water turning the sand to mud. The two of them huddling in the cramped structure.

  But she hadn’t minded. The thrill of meeting this new, exciting man … of the possibilities that lay ahead … had filled her with delight.

  She knew she should stop his reminiscing, but his retelling of this, her most cherished memory, mesmerized her. She’d tried so hard to forget it, but it had burned through her on those lonely nights after he’d abandoned her, along with thoughts of what might have been.

  “Then do you remember what happened?” he asked, his husky murmur sending shivers through her.

  She shook her head, unable to utter the lie out loud.

  “We kissed for the first time.”

  His words shimmered through her, triggering a mélange of emotions. Her heart stuttered.

  He stroked her hair from her face, the effect of his gentle touch threatening to topple her barriers.

  Dear God, she’d missed him.

  As if sensing her weakness, he leaned in closer and she knew he intended to kiss her. She steeled herself to the memories of how she’d longed for him after things had fallen apart, and focused on the pain he’d caused her.

  She turned from the railing and took a step away, putting a little distance between them.

  “Sean, you said you wanted to talk to me. If it’s just to reminisce, then we’re done here,” she said bluntly.

  “No, I wanted to say that I was an idiot to let Mitzi and Todd influence our relationship in any way.”

  “I’m not going to argue with that,” she said flatly.

  There was no reason she should make this easy on him. Especially after the devastating pain he’d caused her. The man she’d loved … who had told her he loved her and asked her to marry him … had walked away without a backward glance. Shattering her whole world.

  “It was unfair of them to ask what they did,” he continued.

  “They didn’t ask. They ordered.” Anger sizzled through her at the memory. “And you just … obeyed. Like a puppet.”