Saving Treasure (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Rose Leigh Woods

  She kissed James’s languid smile before turning and nipping at Chad’s proud smirk as they came down from their highs.

  She had barely cuddled into James’s side, with Chad spooned behind her, when her eyes closed once the necessities had been seen to by her guys. She couldn’t leave now. It might be selfish of her, but she couldn’t leave this depth of love.

  Hands soothed her skin, and she fell asleep.

  Chapter 18

  James left with his company for a site in Georgia, where they won a contract. He seemed more reluctant to go after she’d tried to leave and had gotten caught. He made her promise not to even think about leaving while he was gone. And she couldn’t break that promise. He hadn’t threatened her. He had pleaded with her for her word to still be home when he got back in three weeks.

  Chad kept watching her, even as they still slept in the bed in James’s room. Well, their room now. She knew she had really broken his trust.

  Regret was something hard to fix.

  She did some chores around the house during her unplanned break. Mindy assured Treasure that the workload would pick back up after just a little while.

  She was clearing the yard that had been filled with soggy fallen leaves with the changing of the seasons, making a heap in the backyard, when she recognized a truck slowly making its way down the road.

  She noticed again when the truck passed by the house again.

  The truck seemed to be leisurely driving circuits around the area. It gave her an eerie feeling that she tried to shake, but she couldn’t quite manage to. When she finally completed as much as she could without feeling guilty, she went inside, stripping off her muddy, wet clothes just inside the door.

  Her mind drifted to fantasies of what she wanted to do with Chad once he got home from the hospital as a way to distract herself.

  She loved Chad, but the atmosphere had remained tense since she had tried to run away. The only question remaining was how to fix the situation. She and Chad had made love since that night, but it had been initiated by him, and it had almost seemed like a punishment. She did revel in his roughness at times, but she missed the times he was gentle and loving. She missed his playful attitude.

  She picked up her muddy clothes and walked back to the laundry room, starting a load of wash after carefully transferring the clean load to the dryer

  After a refreshing shower, she walked into James’s room and looked around. She missed him, and she missed the atmosphere of the house when it was fun and flirty. She stepped over to his dresser and grabbed a T-shirt and pulled it over her head. She buried her nose into the collar and took a deep drag of his smell. There was barely a smoky smell from both grilling out and the cigarettes he snuck when he was out of town on a job, but it definitely smelled like him, deep and musky and dark. A tingle shot through her body toward her core as she took in more of the smell. The sleeves went past her elbows and the hem covered her thighs, brushing along the tops of her knees.

  A glance at the clock told her that she had a couple of hours before Chad would be off for the day.

  She dashed downstairs and nabbed a laundry basket, emptied the dryer, and then filled it with the load from the washer before, finally, going back up the stairs to the TV area. She turned on the TV and began folding the freshly cleaned clothing. Once she finished that load, she put the clothes away where they belonged and kicked back while waiting for the dryer to buzz again.

  When she finished was finished for the day, she stretched out on the sectional to watch the movie that had started playing.

  * * * *

  Chad bounded up the stairs and felt a flood of relief when he found her lying back on the sectional, watching a zombie movie. He nearly laughed as she used a pillow to hide her face, peeking around the side as if she could hide and watch the gory movie at the same time.

  She met his eyes and smiled. He grinned back before excusing himself to shower and change. He was always scared that she would be gone when he got home.

  When he stepped back in the room, she patted the seat next to her and moved her legs out of his way. He sat next to her, and before he could grab her legs to pull them back in his lap, she shifted to sit, straddling his lap. She framed his face with her fingers and leaned down, barely brushing her lips over his.

  “I’m not leaving,” she whispered before deepening the kiss.

  Had his anxiety been that obvious?

  He slid his arms around her and anchored her closer to him, basking in her reassurance. His hands slid from her back down to her thighs and then back up along her skin, under the shirt.

  “Promise me,” he whispered, needing her word of integrity. He needed the vocalized promise. His hands stopped at the top of her thighs, not moving until he heard what he needed from her.

  “I promise, Chad,” she whispered sweetly into his ear.

  “Fuck,” he cursed when his fingers discovered that she was bare under the shirt. Her daring always left his dick harder than steel pipe.

  He ground his aching length into her before snatching the shirt over her head. Another curse left his lips when he took in the sight of her tight nipples. He caught one of the rings in his teeth and gently tugged. He moaned around the metal as he felt liquid dampening his clothes that separated his arousal from hers. He released the bud and looked up at her, awed.

  She spread kisses along his shirtless chest and nipped at his shoulder. Her lips ran along the shell of his ear.

  She whispered, “Make love to me, please,” into his ear.

  She grasped his hand and placed it over her left breast, right above her racing heart, and looked directly in his eyes.

  He stood up and tenderly scooped her up from the couch. She looped her arms around his neck, kissing and nuzzling his cheek.

  He laid her in the middle of the big bed where they had been sharing and loving her.

  She looked up at him, studying his face before cupping his cheek and moving to kiss him softly. Her fingers stroked along his body, and he could feel her breathing his scent into her. She slid her arms up his body and anchored herself to him. His arms went around her waist, and he moved her to settle on top of him. He savored the intimacy they had in that moment. He lay back on the bed, savoring the feel of her on top of him. They just held on to each other as time seemed to pause just for them, creeping by without a care or a worry. Their hearts beat steadily, as if they were creating a new rhythm.

  Treasure broke the silence. “I promise not to try to leave you again. I love you, and I love James,” she whispered, placing a kiss above his heart.

  “I love you, too,” he simply whispered back. He grinned at her for “borrowing” the shirt he had taken off of her earlier. “I miss James, too, when he’s gone. I want you to get comfortable in the middle of this big ol’ bed, and I’ll be right back. Don’t move. I want you to pose for me. We’re going to drive him crazy for the fun of it. ’K?” He knew she loved it when he allowed his mischievous streak to show. She giggled, and his mood lightened even further.

  She shifted around, deciding to get onto her knees on the bed and sit back onto her heels a bit. She grinned as Chad came back into the room with his cell and James’s shirt. He tossed the shirt to her, instructing her to put it back on.

  “All right, I want you to pull the hem of the shirt up just a bit, about midthigh. That’s perfect,” he instructed. He snapped a picture as soon as she had it just where he wanted it.

  “That’s beautiful,” he murmured as he began to press the screen, concentrating on what he was doing. She started to move closer to him when he raised a brow. “Stay right where you were, just as you were. I will let you see in a minute. You were so fucking sexy with your grin and just that bit of leg showing. I am sending this to James,” he stated before he finally moved to the bed, next to her.

  He held up his phone and let her see the picture.

  “Gah! My hair is a wreck. It’s so tangled,” she gasped out, her hands going directly to the curly mass that swir
led down her neck, shoulders, and back.

  His hand grabbed hers in a strong yet still-gentle grip. “Don’t move a single strand. I love your hair like that, and I know James does, too. It looks like I’ve already fucked you good, and that is sexiest look on you yet. If we could, we’d keep you looking just like that all the time and never let you out of this room. The only thing that would make you look sexier would be this,” he said in a commanding tone before leaning down and capturing her lips with his. He bit and licked and sucked at her lips, making them swell and redden while becoming sensitized for him. Anyone who looked at her face would know that she had been kissed within an inch of her life.

  “Now, that is the sexiest sight either of us has ever seen,” Chad murmured, his eyes darkening as he grabbed his phone again and backed away, snapping a picture of her dazed face. Chad tugged the shirt off her thighs. She was pliant, accepting the way he shifted her body for his gratification.

  He instructed her to pull the shirt up to show her belly as he prepared to snap another picture. He continued snapping picture after picture until she was naked and grinning at him again.

  He instructed her to sit one way, then another. He had her lie in different poses and moved her hands along her body.

  He didn’t show her those pictures yet, but he promised he would later.

  When he decided they were through, he pulled his pajama pants and boxers off and crawled over her, caging her body with his own. He leaned down and kissed her again, claiming her lips. She kissed him back, her hands snaking down his body and holding him close to her.

  She ground into him, encouraging him to make love to her.

  He bit into her bottom lip before reaching over her a bit to grab a condom. She licked his lips, pulling it from his grasp and opening it. She looked up at him before moving and rolling it over him.

  He watched her intently. His eyes connected with hers when she finished before he claimed her lips and her body in an aggressive attack, filled with a fierce love for her.

  Their rhythm was slow and loving in the beginning even if it wasn’t gentle.

  They both gasped out their completion, Chad leaning back and looking down at her with fulfilled lust and love. He grasped his phone again with a big grin and snapped a picture of her well-loved expression.

  She giggled and pulled him down next to her, gesturing at his phone. “I want to see my pictures, please,” she murmured, nuzzling his neck.

  He pulled her head down to his shoulder and held his phone in front of them, engaging his album. He spoke to her, describing what he loved best about each and every shot, going through picture by picture of her.

  * * * *

  There were a few pictures she hadn’t realized he had snapped of her. One was while she was sleeping on the sectional, curled into James’s side, during a movie they had watched together. James was looking down at her tenderly as he held her close to him. She touched the picture tenderly. There was another of her standing in front of the stove. She was leaning over it and looking into a pot with a spoon held in her hand. She was also surrounded by cookies. That picture was taken not long after she had just decided to try to stay and find a job and fit in the lives of these two men.

  When they reached the pictures they just sent to James, she giggled as she saw herself stripping for Chad. She jumped when the phone began a song from the late nineties. Chad laughed at her startled reaction and answered the phone. She thought for a moment, trying to remember the name of the song as she caught some of the chorus talking about not letting the days go by. It was a soulful song. It took her awhile before she finally identified it as The Flys’ “Got You (Where I Want You).” She got so caught up in her thoughts that she jumped and squealed when Chad playfully bit her nipple to get her attention. He licked the offended bud and smirked at her, rather smugly proud of himself.

  He was sniggering when he handed her his cell.

  “Do you know how hot and sexy that was, baby?” James’s low timbre husked through the phone. She squeaked inarticulately, feeling scorching liquid slipping from her pussy at his description of his reaction to seeing her sexed up in his shirt.

  “As soon as I get back, I’m gonna strip you bare. Then, I’m gonna fuck you hard. You’re gonna feel so good around my hard cock. Later, your ass’ll be mine in the shower. If Chad’s there, he’ll be in your sweet cunt.” His voice was rough and low. It was seductive and suggestive. “Give the phone to Chad, darlin’.”

  Whatever James was telling Chad apparently really turned him on and roused his lust again.

  She found herself on her back and her legs spread again. Chad was talking to James, describing what he was seeing and what he was doing. He finally placed the phone on speaker and settled it onto her pelvis. It was warm, and she could feel James’s voice as he spoke. Chad began to lick her lower lips, describing her tangy essence with every dirty word in his vocabulary, and he had an expansive one.

  James’s voice got rougher and rougher, almost as if he was approaching an orgasm before a strangled cry vibrated through the phone, pushing her over the edge.

  Chad looked satisfied and tense all at the same time.

  Treasure moved to her hands and knees and stalked over him, bringing herself eye level with an impressive erection while handing him the phone. She smirked at him before leaning down and licking the head, thoroughly bathing it with her tongue.

  Chad shouted a string of curses into the phone, unable to put together a coherent sentence. She wanted to drive him further out of his mind and tried to take in as much of his length as she could. She licked, sucked, and pumped the shaft before toying with his tightening balls. She could hear James saying something indistinguishable for her at that moment through the phone as she brought Chad to a growling finish.

  She swallowed and licked him clean, pleased with herself.

  Chad handed her the phone as he flopped back onto a pillow. She held it to her ear as she studied his happy, carefree expression.

  “My sweet, bad baby. That was fan-fucking-tastic. I can’t wait to get home and have your sweet pussy up close and in person. You made my balls ache when you screamed as you came. You made me explode. I’m still hot for you, though. The sound of you sucking and swallowing Chad made me want you all over again. Your ass is mine when I get home.” She blushed at his description of his orgasm. It was sexy, hot, and naughty. She loved it.

  “I can’t wait until you get home then. I’ll be waiting, and I’ll be wearing your shirt.” She giggled as he groaned. They hung up, and Treasure laid her head on Chad’s shoulder.

  She smiled down at him and stroked a fingertip over his chin and down his chest, just absorbing the feel of him.

  When she and James finally wished each other a good night and good sleep and Chad had said his good-byes as well, Chad pulled her down to him and snuggled her close. He murmured something about a nap, but that was the last thing she remembered until they woke up just after midnight.

  Chapter 19

  Treasure jerked awake as Chad jumped up from the bed, startled. He yanked on his bottoms and ran down the stairs at top speed, grabbing something in his hand along the way. He held up his hand to signal her to stay as she started to follow.

  She sat at the foot of the stairs, staying hidden and wondering what had woken him in the middle of the night. She finally stood and started toward the door, intent on seeing what was happening. Just as she neared the door cautiously, Chad stepped back inside, looking thoughtful.

  “I heard a truck pull up and hang in the driveway. I then heard a door open and close,” he muttered, obviously disturbed.

  “Who do you think it was?” she asked. She had a guess, but she hoped she was wrong.

  Chad shrugged a shoulder, not answering. He scooped her into his arms and started back for the stairs after making sure the doors and windows were all locked and secured.

  They were both on high alert, and Chad was obviously not taking any unnecessary chances.

  She
placed one palm against his racing heart and her other against her own.

  She reached up and kissed him gently. “Let’s go back to bed and go back to sleep. Even if someone was there, they aren’t now, and there is nothing we can do about that,” she said softly, stifling a yawn.

  They cuddled close together, Chad’s breath stirring her hair, encouraging her to calm down and allow sleep to overtake her once again. She started mumbling that it was probably nothing, trying to do the same for him. Once the comfortable darkness took her to her dreamland, she stayed there until movement woke her again.

  Chad shifted around, and it was obvious he was getting agitated and frustrated with the alarm. It was saying it was time to get up. Treasure giggled as he began to curse the small machine, swearing that he was happy he was off the next day.

  She stretched and got up to get ready for work.

  Chad was pulling on his scrubs for work when she called him for a quick breakfast. His face was smooth from shaving, and she couldn’t resist pulling him closer for a kiss. They were amiable as they finished getting ready to go to work, Chad making plans for once they got home.

  She was happy to be going back to the cheery bakery. A day off was always nice, but she really enjoyed her job. She had a lot of fun there while getting to talk with customers.

  It helped make this place feel more like what she imagined a home would.

  Treasure looked out of the window and noticed a beaten-up truck that looked familiar parked across the street. The woman who’d just left the bakery got into a dusty white car and left almost without Treasure’s notice. Her focus was on trying to see the driver of that truck. She could see a figure in the driver’s seat, but she couldn’t make out if that person was male or female, tall or short, or any other distinguishing detail except that whoever it was wore a baseball cap. She approached the vehicle without even thinking or noticing that she had walked out of the store. As soon as her foot edged off of the sidewalk, the engine fired up and the truck left. She stood in the road and watched the truck drive away.