by Layle Black
Selene could do nothing but ride the first wave and then the next, her thighs tightening against his shoulders. She felt every teasing lick and sucking pull of his mouth as he tongued her aching clit. She arched her hips up higher as she tried to encourage his tongue to slip lower to plunge inside her. He granted her wish and swirled his clever tongue in and around the slick opening of her pussy. Her only leverage was the crumpled bed sheets beneath her, which she clutched frantically, a scream rolling from her throat.
“Remy…please!” Pleasure cut through her like a knife, leaving her gasping in its wake. He’d been so right, she thought frantically as her hands reached down to slip into the thickness of his hair, he made her scream. Finally Remy relented but only to move slowly up her body, trailing kisses as he moved. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp when his mouth reached the sensitive peaks of her breasts, his tongue worrying the tight sensitive nipples. The suctioning heat of his mouth sent electrified charges down nerve endings like shock waves directly to the aching emptiness between her legs. The need to have him inside her was a living breathing need that threatened to eat her alive.
“Remy, I want you…now…hurry.” Remy slid higher to nuzzle and kiss her throat before taking her mouth in a deep searching kiss. His tongue skated along her lips before licking into her mouth in such a suggestive way she felt the thrill all the way to her toes.
Remy reluctantly released her lips to pull away from her so he could stand up. Ignoring the protestations in his leg he got to his feet and tore off his shirt. Buttons flew everywhere but he paid them no heed as he began frantically working at the fly of his jeans. His hands shook and he gave a low curse when it took him longer than he wanted to finally get them undone. He’d just released his aching cock from the uncomfortable tightness of his pants when a sudden thought occurred to him. He needed a condom. He cursed roundly and looked down at Selene who lay supine upon the bed.
“Baby, I must run to my room and grab some condoms.” For a moment she looked dazed and then understanding dawned with a soft smile. Injured leg or not he was going to move with the speed of light. He practically ran from the room and as soon as he turned the corner he ran smack into Jac. He would have yelled aloud if not for Selene being so close by. Jac smiled, shaking his head while taking in Remy’s mode of undress.
“Looks like I missed out on quite a bit.” Remy dismissed Jac’s knowing smirk and concentrated on his eyes. He’d learned a long time ago that’s where his friend showed his emotions. If there was a problem with what was happening in that bedroom than that’s where he would find it. Clear blue eyes stared back at him with an intensity that could be born from desire, even unmitigated lust but no jealousy. Jac grabbed Remy’s hand and stuffed a handful of condoms in it.
“You’d better get back in there or she’ll think of something better to do and come looking for me.” Remy smiled in return but a question shown in his eye. Before he could speak Jac beat him to the punch.
“Get back in there, Remy. There will be time for Selene and I later…that is if you don’t hurry up. Our lady is in there waiting.” Jac nudged him toward the door and then turned away to walk back down the hallway toward the stairs. Remy paused for only a moment before returning to the room and Selene.
She lay on the bed where he had left her, her body stretched out along the bed and her legs parted. He made quick work of his pants and shoes before he reached the bed. He tossed the condoms on the bed and reached for her. She rose up to meet him and just like that they were right where they left off. He slipped his hand between her thighs, his fingers seeking the silky wetness of her pussy. He smiled in pleasure when he found her more than ready to receive him. Remy knew from exploring her lusciously slick channel that she was a tight fit with only just two of his fingers and his cock was considerably wider in girth than that. With shaking fingers he tore a condom open with his teeth and sheathed himself in latex.
“We’re going to take this very slowly, mon bebe.”
Selene looked at the impressive size of Remy’s cock and whole heartedly agreed with him. It had been a while since her last lover and even he had not been as impressive as Remy. A little hesitation dampened her desire somewhat as she watched him draw closer. She watched as he palmed his shaft at the thick base and directed the wet plum flushed head to the entrance of her pussy. The initial penetration was indeed a tight fit but he took the time to tease her clit with the slick head of his cock, running it up and down the length of her slit. With each tantalizing pass his cock would slip inside, each time moving deeper and deeper until finally he was seated to the hilt.
“Breathe, Selene…breathe with me.” His words were a husky whisper in her ear as he slowly began to move. She felt impossibly full to bursting, pain and pleasure mingling together with the building pressure gaining strength with each thrust of his cock. She needed him faster, deeper. Completion was a gossamer thread just out of her reach and she raised her hips to meet each relentless thrust. Selene felt the deep friction as if it were all over her body.
Remy fought for control but was fast losing it with the enthusiastic undulations of her hips. He raised himself up on his arms so he could get the leverage that would allow him to rock his hips in tandem with hers. Selene’s moans and cries were shredding his need to prolong the pleasure but the tightening slick fist of her pussy was destroying any attempts to drag the pleasure out. Soon his hips were pounding into her, his balls slapping against her buttocks. Their combined heavy gasps punctuated each quickened meeting of flesh against flesh.
“Come for me, Selene…come with me.” Selene wrapped her legs around his hips and rode out the orgasm that rushed through her like a wave of pure heat. Her hands grabbed onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh as she screamed out her release.
Remy felt the first tugs of Selene’s orgasm around his cock like long sucking kisses that pushed him right over the edge. From their combined cries and the bed pounding against the wall he knew Jac could hear everything. At the back of his mind he hoped his friend had come back upstairs to watch them fuck. The very idea sent him careening into a mind numbing release and all he could do was ride through it. Remy finally collapsed against her, his breath coming in billows. He slid over to lie next to her and pulled her close with his arms wrapped around her. The sun had long set and the room was now dark with only the bathroom and hallway lights to illuminate their nakedness on the bed.
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Jac released his cock a few moments after the last orgasm was wrung from him. Sweat glistened across his naked chest and poured down the tight muscles of his abdomen, his shirt hung open affording some cool air across his heated skin. His nipples hardened with the chill from the air-conditioner, adding to their sensitivity initially brought on by the soul-rocking arousal that left him in his current state. For a moment he listened for Remy and Selene, half hoping, half dreading. They’d finally stopped…for the moment. He’d been riding an erotic roller coaster ride from the moment he came home from work. When he’d entered in the house he had not immediately seen Remy or Selene so he’d gone upstairs looking for them. The first thing he heard was Selene moaning and his body had immediately gone into overdrive.
When he came to the open doorway of her room, he was immediately struck by a scene ripped from the pages of his own private fantasies. There she was lying across the bed like a sex goddess in all her naked glory. Remy was kneeling between her thighs feasting on what Jac had only barely tasted the night before. His own tongue slid across his lips, imaging he could taste every honeyed drop. Jac would have given anything to be in the bed with her while Remy pleasured her. In his mind’s eye he could see himself kissing her, catching every moan and gasp into his own mouth while pleasure wracked her body. Each sigh of pleasure spilling from her lips sent another spike of arousal shooting down the length of his cock.
For a moment he’d stood frozen in the doorway watching them, everything in him wanting…aching to go to her, to them. Common sense told hi
m it was too soon but didn’t stop him from needing to be a part of the pleasure being shared on that bed. He’d snapped out of the sensual trance when he heard Remy mention about needing a condom. On swift feet he got to Remy’s room to grab a few packs from his bedside table and was back down the hallway just as quickly. Remy had just rounded the corner out of the room when Jac met him there.
After a quick exchange he handed him off the condoms and headed back down the hallway before he changed his mind. He’d gone down the stairs to the living room to collapse on one of the couches . The images of Selene and Remy together played through his mind over and over, each time more suggestively erotic than the last. Then the screams of pleasure started, echoing down the stairs and driving him insane. Then the thumping of the bed frame against the wall that pretty much announced to anyone listening that fucking was indeed going on and it was damn good. By then Jac was wound up tighter than a bow string. His fortitude lasted about as long as it took him to have his pants undone and his straining cock in his hand.
For every cry of pleasure Jac heard coming from upstairs he kept time with each stroke of his cock, echoing back with his own groans of sexual bliss. Selene moaned and screamed for more, his fist tightened and stroked from base to tip. Remy yelled his own pleasure and Jac quickened his pace to bring himself to the edge. So it went on for the next hour, working himself to the edge of release and then easing back only to drive himself to the edge again. He watched his thumb slip back and forth over the weeping tip of his cock, imaging it was Selene’s tongue teasing him until pre-cum pearled at the head. Only when he heard them cry out in unison did he let himself come. The orgasm had been so powerful his back bowed off the couch, thick lashes of ejaculation splashing his chest and stomach. Now he was practically melted into the couch waiting for his heart to stop racing, his body shaking in the aftermath.
For the second time in the same week he was wishing Remy kept liquor in the house. Although Jac drank socially when he was away from the home, he never brought alcohol in the house. With a disgusted sigh he stood up from the couch and headed for the shower. He doubted he was going to see either one of them tonight. Hell, if he was in that bedroom Selene wouldn’t leave that bed except for the necessities of life. Once he reached his spacious room he stripped down, leaving a trail of clothes behind him as he headed to the bathroom. He made quick work of the shower and dressed in sweat pants. His stomach growled in protest so he thought getting some food in him would be the next order of business. He went into the kitchen and busied himself making a quick sandwich.
“Got an extra one of those for me?” Jac turned to see Remy leaning against the refrigerator. His friend had all the obvious signs of having had a truly fabulous fuck. Finger raked hair…check. Hastily thrown on clothes, in this case jeans half way buttoned and no shirt…check. A total grin of complete shit eating proportions…check…check…check.
“What are you doing down here? I didn’t expect to see either one of you till morning.” Jac pulled a few extra of slices of bread from the bag and began to build three massive sandwiches. Remy moved to stand by the counter where Jac was working, a smile on his lips.
“My stomach got the best of me and I was dying for a drink of water.”
Jac shook his head while he cut the sandwiches. “That good, huh?”
Remy nodded his head as he walked back over to the refrigerator to reach in for a couple of bottles of water. When he turned back to face Jac, a searching look was in his eyes. “Yeah…that good. Look…Jac….”
Jac didn’t give him time to finish what he was about to say. “Remy, you don’t have to go into some explanation about how things ‘just happened.’ I am well aware of how things go in close proximity of Selene. If it hadn’t been for the shit that went down at Felicity’s house I would have been in her bed and in her before the night was out.”
Remy grinned, raising his bottle water in a mock salute. “Touché, mon frère.” Remy grabbed the two sandwiches and headed toward the door.
“Remy.” Remy turned back to Jac, taking pause when he saw the look of seriousness in his friend’s eyes.
“Gaston swung by the station today and he seemed pretty pissed. He said he saw you and Selene at Felicity’s.” Remy cursed roundly.
“I am sorry about that. I should have called and warned you that he’d come by the house today. I am pretty sure he saw Selene and I…in the clinch as it were. You know he’s not happy about it but…I am not giving Selene up. No way in hell.” Jac nodded, leaning back against the counter with his arms akimbo.
“I am with you on that, Remy. I feel to the depth of my soul that she’s ours but Gaston…well…as I said…he’s not happy.”
“Selene is no longer his concern.” With that Remy turned to leave but turned at the last moment.
“Jac, just so you know I am leaving that bedroom door open.” Jac shook his head in denial but just the thought of crawling into bed with her tented the front of his sweats.
“I am not sure if she’s ready for that…” Remy was the one who interrupted this time.
“You should trust her, Jac. You may be surprised by what you find. I was.” Jac watched Remy head back upstairs to his lover leaving Jac to contemplate what he said. He wanted more than anything to follow him but the what if’s were daunting. Then again, Jac had never walked away from anything in his life. He wasn’t going to start now. Life was risk and Selene was so worth it.
Chapter 14
Selene awoke to a gentle caress moving down the length of her spine to the base of her back and over the rounded slope of her bottom. She smiled into her pillow as she stretched her body like a feline being stroked to wakefulness. The events of the night before left her feeling deliciously sore in the most interesting places. Keeping her eyes closed she luxuriated in the sensation elicited by those knowing fingers. Remy was a gentle and giving lover which made her reinitiation back into the realm of sex after such a long dry spell all the more enjoyable. The tenderness between her thighs made her shiver with the memories of the night before. With a sigh Selene rolled over onto her back and let those fingers do what they would. The sleeping embers of spent passion sparked to life and the desire for a repeat performance quickly on the way to becoming urgent.
“I think our girl is awake, Jac.” Jac! Selene’s eyes shot open to see it was Jac lying next to her and it was his hand sliding along her body in such a proprietary way. Remy was sitting on the very edge on the other side of her sipping calmly on a cup of steaming chicory coffee.
“That she is. Good morning, baby girl. Have a good night?” Selene could see the glint of humor in Jac’s eyes that communicated he’d known exactly what kind of night she had. For a moment the urge to grab the sheet and yank it over her nakedness was almost irresistible but the look in Jac’s blue eyes stopped her. He looked at her in a calm and watchful way, the intensity behind his gaze held her riveted. Jac was afraid in the most basic sense of the word. Something told her that if she pulled away from him now he would feel the rejection deeply. She turned to look at Remy and saw the same watchful gaze. A question was being presented to her and both men awaited her answer.
Selene could not deny that she was deeply attracted to both men and the idea of having sex with them was something born of fantasy. She’d read erotic romances involving ménage and although she found the idea titillating, she’d never sought it out. Now the opportunity was literally sitting on either side of her. She knew all she would have to say was no and nothing would happen and Jac would leave. The thought of him leaving left her feeling bereft and the same could be said for Remy. Both men had qualities that drew her more than any men she had dated before, but this was more than just sex. Something deep and instinctive resonated within her with these two men and somehow she felt to deny them would be something she regretted for the rest of her life. Logic would have her get up from the bed and put on some clothes but she simply didn’t want to. She wanted them and whatever that meant she would have to deal with la
ter.
“Anything you want, Selene. Just say the word.” Jac spoke softly, his hand ceased tracing her skin but he sat poised, waiting for her next word. She looked first to Remy and then to Jac. For once in her life she stopped thinking about consequences and the “what-if” scenarios. Her decision made, she reached for his hand and brought it to her breast, an open and honest invitation. A slow smile broke across his face that was like a sunrise, bright and hopeful.
“You have complete control of this, Selene. You know we would never hurt you. Not for the world.” Selene did know that, she realized with certainty. These men had watched out for her since she was a child and had always made her feel safe, protected even when they irritated the hell out of her. She smiled up at Jac, her own hand reaching out to run along the broad expanse of his chest.
“I want you, Jac,” she whispered, “Let me show you how much.” Selene sat up and reached for Jac’s shirt to slowly tug it over his head. She pulled at his sweat pants and he immediately stood to slide them off. With a little mischievous smile she pulled him back down on the bed and Jac readily followed her lead.
Selene took a moment to appreciate the physical beauty of his body in all its sloping angles and flat planes. His broad chest was taut and completely hairless, save for a dark trail that bisected the lower half of his muscled abdomen leading to a dark thatch. His cock rose up proud and thick from base to tip, which already glistened wetly. Despite the tenderness between her thighs, her pussy tightened with an empty ache. In the darkness of the club she’d only been able to touch him through his clothing and not nearly enough. Now she could see the finely tuned body in all its golden glory laid out before her like a feast for the senses. Selene had never been into power play games during sex but now she was beginning to see the appeal. She looked over to see Remy had stood and was making his way to the door. He smiled, raising his coffee mug in a tongue in cheek toast.