The universe better not screw this up.
* * * *
“Are you ready for dessert?” Leah asked.
They had worked their way through a fresh green salad and Justin’s famous chicken parmesan. Now they were relaxing in front of the fireplace, drinking wine. Linc had been hoping he could disappear into his own room soon.
Being around Leah was almost painful. Justin took every opportunity to touch her, brushing her arm, playing with her fingers, even kissing her knuckles when she’d complimented the food.
Linc wanted to touch her creamy, smooth skin. He wanted to kiss her full lips and pull her close to his body, letting the warmth of her scent surround him.
He wasn’t going to do it. Instead, he sat very quietly, gripping first his fork, and now his wine glass, so his fingers wouldn’t accidentally stray anywhere near her.
“I’m still pretty full. Actually, I need to make a few phone calls. Business.”
Linc stood up, trying to make his exit. He hated the pang in his chest when Leah dropped her eyes, looking everywhere but at him. He was a complete and total asshole.
Justin stood, too, helping Leah to her feet. “Business calls on a Tuesday night? Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow. Besides, you’re never too full for tiramisu. It’s your favorite.”
Justin was giving him a look and Linc finally capitulated. The fact was, he really didn’t want to be away from Leah, no matter how much it hurt.
Leah’s eyes went wide. “I have something in my purse for the dessert. I’ll just be a minute.”
She dashed toward the foyer, making them both chuckle. She was seriously cute.
Justin was pulling the pan out of the refrigerator when she rejoined them, holding her handbag. She held it up triumphantly.
“I brought birthday candles. You know, so you can make a wish.”
Linc knew what he’d wish for. But it wasn’t his wish. It was Justin’s.
Justin grinned, his eyes soft as he gazed at her. “I know just what I’m going to wish for.”
His expression made Leah blush. Linc loved the way the pink color suffused her cheeks. It made her even more beautiful, if such a thing was possible. She seemed flustered as she shoved her hand in her purse and pulled out the candles. Several items flew out on the kitchen island along with them. Leah froze, her expression turning from embarrassment to horror. Finally, Linc saw the instrument of her mortification.
A strip of condoms. Lubricated with a reservoir tip.
Linc felt sorry for her and tried to break the tension with a joke. “It appears you already knew Justin’s wish. Smart girl.”
* * * *
Leah pressed her hands over her hot face, wishing the earth would open up and swallow her. Justin and Linc looked amused, but this wasn’t anything to laugh about. She wanted to hide and never see them again, but in a town the size of Plenty it wasn’t going to happen.
“I–I can explain. At least, I think I can. You see, my cousin Jason came over and well, I–I told him I was coming here, and he said how fast city men were, and well, oh hell.”
She broke off, realizing she had probably made things even worse. She’d basically insulted them, calling them man whores.
Way to go.
She pressed her lips together and tried to think of something, anything, to say at a moment such as this. She sighed.
“It was all Jason’s idea.”
The men looked perfectly serious and then doubled over in laughter. Even Linc, who was normally reserved, had a red face from laughing. Finally, he took a deep breath and tried to look calm, but his lips were twitching.
“Honey, it sounds like Jason was being cautious. This wouldn’t happen to be Deputy Jason, would it?”
She nodded. “He’s my cousin. Since my parents died, he’s been very protective of me.” Now wasn’t the time to talk about her brother, Gabe, and the family dynamics with Jason and his sisters.
Justin shook his head. “Remind me not to get stopped for speeding. I’ll never keep a straight face.” He grabbed her hand. “It’s okay, sweetheart. Linc and I have a good sense of humor, and your cousin was only doing what he thought was right. He doesn’t know us very well, so we can see why he might be cautious about you getting involved with us.”
It was a relief they understood. She twisted the candle box between her nervous fingers. Being this close to them was exhausting. She had to hold back her natural instinct to move even closer, run her hands over their bodies, and smell their yummy scent. “Are we getting involved?”
Justin plucked the birthday candles from her hand. “Yes. Let’s get these lit so I can make my wish.”
He stuck a couple of candles in the dessert and Linc lit them. Justin leaned down to blow them out, closing his eyes. “My wish better come true.” He easily blew both of them out with one breath. His grin was gleeful. “I get my wish.”
Leah laughed at his boyish expression. “What did you wish for?”
She gasped as he pulled her close to his body. “I wished for this.”
His hands ran down her back and his lips gently caressed hers. She could barely breathe, lost in the sensations of actually being this close to Justin. His citrus scent teased her nostrils and a few strands of his shaggy bangs brushed the oversensitized skin of her face. Her hands clutched his shoulders, digging into the muscles and feeling the heat radiate from his body.
His tongue was playing sensuous games in her mouth and his fingers were tangling in her hair, angling her head exactly where he wanted it. He tasted of spices and wine and something she’d never tasted before but was instantly addictive. Her body was responding, her nipples tingling and her pussy getting damp.
She was breathing heavy when he finally lifted his head, his expression stamped with arousal. It was a heady feeling to know he was as affected as she. She looked over at Linc, who was watching them with an inscrutable expression. One flicker of a glance at his crotch told her he wasn’t unaffected. He was aroused watching her kiss Justin, even if he wasn’t attracted to her himself.
Linc was close enough she could reach her hand out and touch him, but at the moment he seemed a million miles away. Justin turned her toward Linc as if to indicate she should kiss him, too. Linc never moved, his body stiff, frozen in place.
She looked back at Justin and he gave her a smile of encouragement. She looked back at Linc. He still hadn’t moved, hadn’t changed his expression. There was no passion or tenderness to be found, only a man turned to stone. Her body instantly went from hot and aroused to cold and bleak. He didn’t want her and it made her heart squeeze in her chest painfully. She couldn’t stand the way he was looking at her. She turned back to Justin and pressed herself against his body, trying to feel warm again. She pulled his head down for another kiss, determined Linc’s indifference wouldn’t ruin her night with Justin.
She could feel her heart breaking as Linc finally moved, leaving them alone. Justin turned and started to pull away to follow him, but she held on to his arm.
“Let him go. He doesn’t want me. It’s okay.”
Justin shook his head, his color high. “Yes, he does. He wants you as much as I do.”
Leah blinked back the tears that were starting to sting the back of her eyes. “I don’t want there to be any lies between us. I know the truth. I heard Linc saying he wasn’t attracted to me when you were in the bookstore yesterday. If you want me, it’s enough.”
It was more than she ever thought she would have.
Justin’s jaw tightened as he looked where his friend had exited the room. “I do want you. Dammit, Leah, he does, too. He’s just scared of something. I don’t know what it is, but I’ll be damned if I let him hurt you.”
She caressed Justin’s jaw, turning his face back to her. “He didn’t hurt me.”
He closed his eyes in frustration. “He did hurt you. I can see it, hell, I could feel it.”
She leaned close to him, placing her head on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of
his chest and hearing the steady thump of his heartbeat.
“Okay, he hurt me. I doubt he meant to. Linc doesn’t seem cruel. He’s a nice man who isn’t into me. That’s all.”
Justin stroked her hair. “He is into you. Leah, we’re both crazy about you. I see the way he looks at you. Fuck, I know how I look at you. I’ve been taking it slow for a long time to let you get used to us. I can’t wait anymore. I want you, baby. I want to take you upstairs and make love to you. Will you let me do that? Will you let us?”
Leah pulled back and looked into his beautiful blue eyes, dark with passion. She’d been playing it safe her entire life. Something rare and precious was in her grasp. She was going to hold on to it as long as it would last.
“Linc doesn’t want me, but if you do? Yes, let’s go upstairs.”
Chapter Four
Justin vacillated between being furious with Linc and ecstatic at Leah’s positive reaction to his declaration of desire. Part of him wanted to go pound some sense into Linc’s head and kick his ass. The other part wanted to sweep Leah off her feet and carry her upstairs to his bedroom. The latter part won.
He couldn’t force Linc to make love to Leah, but he wasn’t going to pass up his opportunity. Linc had feelings for Leah, and watching Justin make love to her without joining in was going to be impossible. Justin was sure Linc would join them in the bedroom eventually.
In the meantime, he was going to show her all the pleasure he could bring her. As he carried her up the stairs, she felt perfect in his arms. Her slight weight was no burden, and he nuzzled her neck, breathing in her sweet scent. She even giggled when he nipped at the soft skin, kicking her feet in delight. He set her gently down on the bed and started pulling off her suede boots.
“Wait!” She held up her hand, her cheeks pink. “Um, aren’t we going to kiss or something first?”
He tossed first one boot, then the other, over his shoulder. “We are definitely going to kiss and ‘or something’ first. I just thought we should be comfortable when we do. Aren’t you warm in that sweater?”
He slid his hands under the soft cashmere knit to the silky, warm flesh underneath. He felt her tremble under his hands and his cock responded, pressing insistently against his zipper.
She licked her lips. “A little. Aren’t you warm, too?”
He grinned. His shy girl had a bold streak. He was happy to indulge it. “I am warm, now that you mention it. Must be the company heating my blood.” He stripped off his shirt and tossed it aside while she giggled. It was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.
He loved the way her soft brown eyes opened a little wider and the pupils dilated as she let her gaze roam over his bare chest. Both he and Linc worked out five days a week and he was proud of being in good shape. He wanted this woman to find pleasure in looking at him. He stood and popped the button on his blue jeans. She seemed to hold her breath as he lowered his zipper slowly before kicking them away. His black boxers were tented with his erection, but it felt good to be free of the pants’ restriction.
She was looking him up and down, making his cock swell and the blood pump through his veins. He needed to dial it down. He wanted to take this first time slow.
He was shocked when she reached out and ran her hands up his thighs and cupped his hard dick through the thin material. He groaned at the feel of her fingers caressing him. He grabbed her wrists.
“Easy, honey. I want to take this slow, and I’m so excited, if you keep that up, this will be over before it starts.”
His sweet, shy woman was a surprise in the bedroom. She dropped to her knees and looked up at him with an expression he was sure Eve used in the Garden of Eden.
“I can help you with that, if you like.”
She was looking up at him through her impossibly long lashes and giving him a shy smile. His cock was clamoring for attention, and she leaned forward and rubbed her cheek against him, sending flashes of lightning up his cock and straight to his balls.
He jumped back, trying to keep control. “Holy shit. Fuck.”
He stepped closer again, his hand curving behind her neck. He wasn’t capable of saying no at this moment to her generous offer. “Are you sure, honey? You don’t have to do this.”
She smiled and tugged at his boxers. “I want to. I don’t think I’m very good at it, but I really want you in my mouth. Is that okay?”
Okay? Fuck, yeah.
“It’s always okay, honey. You can have me in your mouth anytime you want. I’m sure you’re fine at this. There’s no right or wrong way, just don’t bite down. That would hurt.”
He helped her pull his boxers all the way down and his cock sprang free. She immediately gave it a lick from balls to tip, and a moan was ripped from his throat at the rush of pleasure. Her tongue was warm and wet, and he wasn’t going to last long.
She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and started lapping at the head, already dripping his pre-cum. He wound his fingers into her thick, silky hair.
“Suck me.”
* * * *
Leah swirled her tongue around the head of Justin’s cock, the taste of him exploding on her tongue. She hummed in pleasure before engulfing as much of him as she could. He was so large she could only go about halfway down the thick shaft before he bumped the back of her throat. She flicked her tongue on the sensitive underside and began an up-and-down motion she hoped would send him over the edge. She wanted to make him feel amazing.
She hadn’t done this very often, but one look at his tortured expression let her know he was enjoying it. She wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and placed the other on his hard, muscled thighs. She could feel the quiver underneath her palm and knew he was close. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were closed in ecstasy.
She paused for a moment, thinking she had seen movement out of the corner of her eye. Justin’s strong hands caressed her hair.
“Are you okay, honey?”
She nodded and took him slightly deeper, relaxing her jaw a little more. She must be imagining things. It was probably just a bird outside the window casting a shadow.
His breath came out in a hiss and his fingers tightened on the back of her head.
“Pull off, honey. I’m going to come in a minute.”
She tightened her hand around him and sped up her efforts. He groaned and threw back his head, biting off a filthy word.
She let her other hand trail to his balls, her nails scraping softly against the crinkly skin. He froze, his hand on the back of her head. His cock seemed to swell inside her mouth and then he was shooting his hot seed into the back of her throat. She swallowed down the salty, musky liquid and then sat back on her heels. Justin’s fingers loosened and his breathing was ragged. He finally looked down at her with a scowl.
“I told you to pull off. You got a mouthful.”
She giggled. “Technically, I already had a mouthful. More than a mouthful.”
He finally gave her a lopsided grin. “I guess you did. Are you okay? Do you need a glass of water or something?”
She pressed a kiss to the tip of his cock. “I’m fine.” She rubbed his thighs with her hands. “In fact, I’ve never been better.” She felt wonderful, her usual shyness not a factor at the moment. She could see the desire in Justin’s eyes. She hoped he could see the same thing reflected in hers.
He reached down and pulled her to her feet, kissing her long and hard on the mouth.
“I can see you’re the naughty kind. I might have to turn you over my knee if you continue to disobey me.”
She felt a gush of honey from her pussy at his threat. The thought of being bent over his lap and his hand punishing her ass was an erotic one. He laughed.
“I can see the thought arouses you. Your eyes are sparkling, your breath sped up, and your skin is flushed. If you want a spanking, I’m your man. I love to spank a disobedient woman. Linc does, too.”
She didn’t want to think about Linc right now. It was too painful. Instead, she de
cided to tease Justin. She ran a fingernail around a flat male nipple, watching it tighten in reaction. She was surprised to see his nipples were sensitive.
“I wasn’t disobedient. Even if I was, I don’t have to do what you say. It’s a free country. I’ll do whatever I want to.”
He chuckled at her bravado. “It is a free country. Everywhere but in the bedroom, honey. When it comes to sex, Linc and I are in charge. We rule the roost, so to speak. You’ll do as you’re told, and like it.”
She did like it. Her nipples were poking holes in her sweater she was so turned on. She was shocked she liked his caveman tactics, but had read enough to know it wasn’t uncommon for someone to enjoy giving up control in the bedroom. She wasn’t going to give in easily, though.
“I’m not sure how I feel about this. Are you saying I’m some sort of sex slave?”
She was smiling so he would know she wasn’t upset. He tilted her chin up so she was looking him in the eye. “A slave to the pleasure. In a few minutes you’re going to want to come so badly you’ll promise me anything and everything. I can keep you on the edge of release until you understand who holds the reins when it comes to sex.”
She hadn’t had much luck with orgasms. “I doubt what you say is true. I’m not that easy, Justin.”
His eyebrow quirked up. “Is that a challenge?”
She shrugged her shoulders. “If you want it to be. I don’t have orgasms easily, just so you know. I doubt there’ll be any begging from me.”
Justin grinned. “I’m sorry to hear you’ve had trouble in the past. If anything, it’s going to make my job easier, though. I can’t wait to give you pleasure like you’ve never experienced before.” He tugged at her sweater. “Let’s get you out of these clothes and on that bed. The challenge starts now.”
Justin stripped her quickly and efficiently. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of him without a stitch of clothes. She tried to cross her arms over her small breasts but he wasn’t having any of it. He brushed her arms back to her sides.
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