Double Dare: April Fools' For Love

by Jodi Redford

  Dangerously close to repeating that performance on Matt’s, she whimpered in response.

  As if he’d read her mind, Matt scooted back. “No, darlin’. On our cocks this time.” He grabbed one of the Trojan packets and ripped it open. She watched in fascination while he sheathed his cock. Once he had the latex situated, he helped her into the steaming water. “I’m guessing you’re new to double penetration?”

  Thank God the humid vapor clouds rising from the surface of the tub offered a perfect excuse for her no doubt scalding red cheeks. “Um, yes.”

  He massaged her nape. “Nothing to be embarrassed about. Graham and I count ourselves the luckiest bastards on Earth that you’re granting us the privilege of being your first DP.”

  That was incredibly sweet. And certainly something she’d never expected a man to say to her. Not in a million years. The surrealistic situation nearly jogging a hysterical giggle from her, she clamped her lips together.

  Graham sloshed to her side. He ripped his own condom packet open with his teeth and seated the rubber with three efficient downstrokes of his fist. “What’s your comfort level? Anal or no?”

  “I don’t think I’m ready for that.” My God, am I really having this conversation?

  “No problem.” Graham brushed aside her hair and kissed her neck. He licked a slow path upward to her ear and sucked on her lobe. She leaned against him weakly, and he gently turned her in his arms until she was facing the wall of the tub. Caressing her shoulders, he coaxed her to kneel on the sunken lounger. Keeping her balance proved a challenge. Particularly when the churning water from the jet funneled between her legs. Squirming, she attempted to maneuver away from the missile of bubbles, but Graham anchored her in place with an encouraging squeeze on her hip. He nuzzled her nape. “Trust me, this is going to help with getting you ready for us.”

  Giving him the benefit of the doubt, she relaxed in his embrace. He rewarded her limp compliance with a scrape of his teeth along her flesh. She moaned at the primal alphaness of the gesture, and he slid his hands to her breasts, massaging them in tandem to the powerful pulsations of the devious jets. Within record time, the combined efforts of Graham and the jettisoning water cocooned her in a wicked haze of sensuality. She moaned and whimpered, rubbing determinedly against the rock-solidness of the erection riding her tailbone. Just when she thought she’d die from the desperation clawing at her, Graham reached between them and nudged his cockhead where she needed him most. Gripping her hips, he inched inside her a fraction, gliding that delicious hardness square across her G spot.

  She grasped the edge of the tub, her vision blurring as the intensity of the sensations ambushing her pushed her closer to the edge. Graham retreated slightly before reversing course, deliberately dragging his cockhead over her sweet spot again. She panted, her knuckles whitening on the ledge. Graham’s hand traced the line of her spine and wrapped tight in her hair the exact moment he pumped his cock hard and deep, burying himself to the hilt. She cried out in ecstasy, both at the fullness of his penetration and the tantalizing sting in her scalp as he pulled her hair. Oh God, who knew that could feel so wicked and incredibly good?

  Graham’s free hand circled her neck, his touch both dominant and gentle. “Almost ready for us, baby.” With that his only warning, he pressed her firmly against the jet, subjecting her to its ceaseless vibrations while he ground into her from behind. Her mind went blank. The only existence in the universe was the dual friction devastating her body with indescribable bliss. Just when she thought he couldn’t possibly fry her brain further, Graham lifted her and Matt slid into place on the lounger. He sucked her nipples before killing the jets and stretching his legs between hers and Grahams. With the buffeting resistance of the water calmed, the intimacy seemed heightened. She was acutely aware of Graham’s steel-hard cock lodged inside her and the graze of Matt’s beard stubble scruffing her breasts. Their ragged breaths proved a perfect accompaniment to hers.

  Matt hooked his arms on the ledge behind him and glanced up at Graham. “You’re gonna have to do most of the heavy lifting here since I’m sorta limited for movement.”

  “I’m used to always carrying your ass when it comes to hard work.”

  Snorting, Matt angled his hips upward when Graham eased her in place on the tip of his waiting cock. Taking pity on Matt’s hands-free situation, she gripped his shaft and helped guide it between her labia, hoping he wouldn’t be put out with how she had to basically cram him against Graham—who already took up his fair share of real estate in her pussy.

  Judging from Matt’s groan, he was perfectly fine with her technique. “Jesus. You are so fucking tight.”

  “Hm, I wonder why?”

  He offered her a smirk. “Probably something to do with being stuffed to overload with two monster cocks.”

  She cocked an eyebrow. “Someone sounds full of themselves.”

  “No, only one full of me is you.”

  She groaned. “I’m not encouraging your massive ego anymore.”

  “Know what else is massive?” He waggled his brows.

  A chuckle fell from Graham, earning her sigh. She slipped her free arm behind her head and feathered her fingers through his hair. “Don’t you start up too.”

  “Start up what?” He smoothed his hand down her stomach. “This?” Holding her steady, he pulled her into his thrust, wedging both his and Matt’s cocks deeper inside her.

  She shuddered at the overwhelming fullness. Graham continued rocking into her, his pumping strokes grinding her clit against the base of Matt’s cock. The steady friction relit the powder keg on her looming orgasm. Gasping, she splayed her hands on Matt’s shoulders, her fingers and toes curling with the rushing tide of sensation. There was no escape from it. Brilliant pinpricks of light flashing behind her closed eyelids, she submitted to the nerve-frying ecstasy.

  Through the endless quakes she heard the steady escalation of Matt and Graham’s ragged breaths and groans. Graham was the first to find his own release, and he marked it with a sucking bite along her neck. Opening her eyes, she saw the shivery bliss playing out across Matt’s face. Jaw slackening, he let his head fall back on the edge of the hot tub as he pulsed and throbbed inside her.

  Afterwards both men tucked her in their arms. Amazing as the sex had been, being snuggled between them, the soothing drum of their heartbeats beneath her fingertips, felt even more intimate. And that’s when she knew she was in a whole heap of trouble.

  Because she had a bad feeling one amazing afternoon with Matt and Graham wouldn’t be nearly enough to satisfy her.

  CHAPTER SIX

  His body limp as an overcooked noodle, Graham pushed to his feet. “What do you say we take this party inside before we all turn into sunbaked prunes?”

  Dani gave him a weak smile. “I don’t know if I can move.”

  “Wait right there.” He hopped over the side of the tub and trekked to the lounger for the towel. Once he’d dried off, he returned for Dani. With Matt’s help, he lifted her from the water and carried her to the house. Unmindful of her concerns about dripping all over their kitchen floor, he crossed to the living room and planted her on the couch.

  She immediately began to shiver as the central air took its toll. He leaned down and offered her a quick smooch. “I’ll grab one of my shirts for you to wear.”

  “T-thank you.” She turned an equally grateful smile on Matt when he began gently chaffing her goose pimpled skin with the spare towel.

  Leaving her in his roommate’s capable hands, Graham trekked to his bedroom. He located a Florida Gators T shirt in the top drawer of his dresser and briefly considered pairing it with one of his boxers. Damn, she’d look extra scrumptious in the outfit. And it’d probably be warmer than wearing nothing underneath.

  Then again, he was hoping she’d be up for them warming her up again in other, sexier ways.

  He’d never been this insatiable for a woman before. But should he be surprised? Eighteen months of pent up desire w
as bound to unleash the beast in him. He wanted to spend the rest of the day learning everything he could about her. And not just the sexy things. Though he certainly wasn’t against that part in the tiniest bit, as his stiffening cock was all too happy to point out.

  The boxers staying put in the drawer, he retraced his steps to the living room and sat next to Dani. Rather than hand the shirt over, he gestured for her to raise her arms so he could tug the top over her head. Hell, he’d damn well grab onto any excuse to touch her.

  She pulled her hair free of the tee’s collar and gave him a sheepish look. “I probably shouldn’t admit this, but it’s kind of nice having you two take care of me.”

  “We like doing it.” He stroked her cheek, the softness of her skin a fascination he’d never find a cure for. Not that he wanted one.

  Everything inside him warned not to move too fast with her. Shit, look how long it took them to break past her walls. But it also wasn’t in his nature to hold back when it came to going after his future. And the one he visualized and dreamed of making a permanent reality involved the woman sitting here next to him. His hands shaking slightly, he twined his fingers with hers. “We’d like to keep doing it. Past today.”

  She blinked at him. “What exactly are you saying?”

  Matt cleared his throat. “This isn’t a one night stand to us.” He chuckled. “Or to get technical, it’s not a one afternoon stand.”

  Graham rubbed his thumb along the outside of her hand. He didn’t fail to notice her trembling. He prayed her reaction wasn’t because she was frightened of them backing her into a corner she didn’t want to be in. “The reason we’ve flirted with you all these months is because we saw something truly special in you. Something that we wanted to make a part of our lives.”

  Her throat worked with a hard swallow. “Y-you did?”

  “Yeah,” Matt replied, his usual humor replaced with a solemn intensity. “We’re crazy about you, darlin’. Have been since the first day we walked across the street to introduce ourselves.”

  A tear rolled down her cheek and she whisked it away. “Why didn’t you say anything before? And those other women—”

  “You’re the only woman we want.” Graham adopted a self-deprecating grin. “And as far as not telling you before now...honey, you would have run the other way if we’d said anything sooner. In fact, I’m still not certain you won’t do that.”

  She remained quiet for a long moment. Just when the heavy ache of uncertainty threatened to crush him under its suffocating weight, she squeezed his hand. “I won’t. I’ll admit I’m terrified and extremely out of my element here. But I...want to make this work.”

  He and Matt exchanged goofy grins of pure joy over the top of her head. As if they’d synchronized it, they let out exuberant whoops of happiness and smothered her in kisses. Laughing and giggling, she tangled her fingers in their hair, her shining eyes reflecting their giddy euphoria.

  His heart overflowed with all of the scary, wonderful emotions finally free to bust loose. He’d never been in a serious, committed relationship, and certainly not one that involved three people. But it felt right. Like the missing part of him had finally locked in place.

  One glance at Matt’s dazed expression confirmed that his best friend was experiencing a similar life changing epiphany.

  Dani suddenly sat up between them and caressed their cocks, immediately lassoing their attention and scrambling every other thought in Graham’s head. He closed his eyes on a groan—until the wet warmth of her mouth enclosed his shaft. No way in hell he was passing up on that delectable sight. Holding back the curtain of her hair with his hand, he watched her tongue sweep over his engorged crown. She glanced up at him with a devilish sparkle in her eyes and slowly swallowed him down her throat. He shuddered. “Goddamn. I could get used to you doing that every morning and night.”

  She released him with a succulent popping sound that vibrated through his flesh. “So I guess this means we’ll have to take turns sleeping over.”

  He fingered her soft strands. “Are you okay with that? Maybe when you’re comfortable with the idea we can talk about something more permanent, like moving in together.”

  Thoughtfulness gripped her features again. “This is so far removed from the traditional role model I wanted to be for Erin.”

  Aw shit. He started to open his mouth, but she stopped him with a finger pressed against his lips.

  “My sister is a pretty smart cookie.” She grunted. “Sometimes to my everlasting aggravation. But it doesn’t change the fact that sometimes she does give me the kick in the pants that I need—just please don’t tell her I told you that. I’d like to keep up the illusion that occasionally I know better than her. Regardless, she figured out that you guys are exactly what I need in my life. I think she saw it even before I did.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “She’s never going to let me live this down.”

  He chuckled. “But look at all the trouble—not to mention rubber duckies—she went through to bring us together.”

  “Yeah.” She wrapped her arms around their necks. “Definitely worth a million ‘Told ya sos’ from Erin.”

  He and Matt took advantage of Dani being snuggled up to them by stroking the insides of her thighs. A breathy sigh escaping her, she spread her legs slightly wider. Not about to rescind that open invitation, Graham parted the slick folds of her labia, using her own silky lubrication to paint lazy figure-eights over her clit. Matt tugged the T-shirt from her and ducked his head to suck on the pebbled nubs of her nipples. She wiggled restlessly, a sure sign that she was more than ready for them to turn up the heat.

  Scooting to his knees in front of her, Graham plowed his tongue through her wetness, greedily lapping up her sweet honey. He could spend a lifetime gorging on her. And he planned to do precisely that. Waking up every morning with Dani, and falling asleep every night with her in his and Matt’s arms—it was a dream come true. One he’d never take for granted.

  Delicately tonguing her clit, he swooped lower and rimmed her slit before gliding his tongue inside her pussy, eating her from the inside out. She clenched around his tongue, on the verge of coming. He’d never known a woman so multi orgasmic. Another incredible gift. He ghosted his thumb across her clit, basking in the responding ripple in her drenched flesh. So fucking close. Two concise circles centered on the aching bundle of nerves and she broke apart, the fierce aftershocks making him desperate to feel the cinching of her pussy muscles around his cock.

  He slipped his tongue from her and quickly located condoms in the middle drawer of the coffee table. After tossing one to Matt they both suited up and Graham sat on the couch. He situated Dani so she straddled him, and she sank onto his shaft. Claiming her mouth with a hungry groan, he lifted her slightly, enabling Matt to ease inside her from behind. The slick, noisy sounds of their union filled the room. It was a dirty, raunchy, tender, and sweet celebration of this unconventional yet wholly perfect relationship they’d forged. They came together, sweaty and sticky, and collapsed on the couch in a tangle of limbs.

  Gasping for breath, Dani slid her gaze toward the far window and chuckled. “For once you guys closed the blinds. Good thing, because I hear you’ve got a Peeping Thomasina neighbor.”

  They brushed the damp hair away from her grinning face and joined in her laughter as they hugged her between them. Graham nuzzled her hair, his head and heart woozy from the powerful emotions she brought out in him. “What are we going to do with you, Peeping Thomasina?”

  “Just love me every second of your lives.”

  Matt slipped her hand in his and lifted it to kiss her knuckles. “Only if you promise to do the same for us.”

  Her sigh contented, she cuddled in their arms. “Deal.”

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  At the ripe age of seven, Jodi Redford penned her first epic, complete with stick-figure illustrations. Sadly, her drawing skills haven’t improved much, but her love of fantasy worlds never went away. These days she writes
about fairies, ghosts and other supernatural creatures, only with considerably more heat.

  She has won numerous contests, including The Golden Pen and Launching a Star.

  When not writing or working the day job, she enjoys gardening and way too many reality-television shows.

  Currently residing in Michigan with her husband and overgrown lapdog, she is a member of RWA national and Greater Detroit Romance Writers of America.

  She loves to hear from readers. You can email her at jodiredford@jodiredford.com and visit her online at www.jodiredford.com.

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  Other books by Jodi Redford

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  Hurricanes and Handcuffs

  Kinky Claus

  Perfect Chemistry

  Kissin’ Hell

  Naughty Girls Do

  Taking Liberty

  Light My Fire

  Vanessa Unveiled

  The Naughty List

  Checking It Twice

  Cat Scratch Fever

  Breaking Bad

  That Old Black Magic

  That Voodoo You Do

  The Seven Year Witch

  Maximum Witch

  Getting Familiar With Your Demon

  Thieves of Aurion

  Lover Enslaved

  Lover Enraptured

  Coming Soon:

  Dylan (Sons of Dusty Walker)

  Bad Boys Do It Better

  Triple Knockout

  Best April Fools joke ever—falling in love.

  Biting Serendipity

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