by Dace Everan
Jared cleared his throat.
Rick nodded. He knew he was losing his cool, but damn it! This was getting frustrating. His brother was supposed to be there for him. He furrowed his brow. Maybe he should go. Who cares if he didn’t get to have it out with Lila? “I just don’t understand why Lila is so against me and Kyla.”
Jared sat back. “I don’t and won’t ever understand the reasoning behind Lila and her thinking when it comes to Kyla. I don’t agree with her. None of us has ever called you Uncle Rick. Ty doesn’t even do it.”
Rick slumped. Should he just leave Kyla alone? Is that what Kyla wanted? He closed his eyes and let out a long breath. The thought made his heart ache in a horrible way. It was not what he wanted. And one thing about him was he never gave up on something he wanted. Kyla was what he wanted.
“Maybe you’re talking to the wrong side, Rick? George was the one who opened his yap to Paula who opened her yap to Kyla.” Jared furrowed his brows. “Maybe you should talk to Paula and see what Lila’s really thinking?”
Rick looked at him. “If this is over fucking whistling at her when she showed up that day I’m fucking moving to the bush and never coming out.”
Jared chuckled. “Pretty sure it’s something a little more? Who knows, maybe Lila crushed on you?” He shrugged. He highly doubted that. His wife liked older men only and she had made that very clear.
Rick snorted. “No. Her eyes were all over you. I think she thought I was a shithead.”
Jared smiled. “Probably… Maybe it’s your lifestyle she doesn’t like? She knows you have people go out to your place.”
Rick nodded. “Yeah, Kyla walked in the other night on Monica and Becca.” He shook his head. “She freaked and ran off. That’s why I was at her work yesterday.”
Jared pursed his lips. “Kyla knows then, that you have people there?”
Rick nodded. “I have nothing to hide. That one’s curious…” He furrowed his brow. “I thought she was seeing that one kid… What was his name?”
Jared shrugged. “She had so many boys showing up here asking for her I lost count. She goes and hangs but nothing more. You know I don’t think she’s even had sex yet.” Lila had not said anything. He was pretty sure those two discussed everything when they weren’t fighting about Rick.
Rick’s jaw dropped. “You’re shitting me!” he bellowed. No way. That was not what she said, but her actions… Had he been too wrapped up in his own pleasure of getting her off that he hadn’t even paid attention to her? “Are you fucking kidding? She said she did.”
Jared raised his brow. It was really none of his business what Kyla did in her spare time. He hoped she was a smart enough young lady to keep herself safe. But in the end she was her own woman.
Lila narrowed her eyes on Rick as she entered the patio area. “I heard from a little bird my daughter was at your place last night.” She kissed Jared on the cheek. Jared pulled her into his lap, hugging her close. She settled in, needing his essence around her to keep her calm.
Rick nodded. “Yeah so?” he replied arrogantly.
Lila glared at him. “Swear to God, Rick. You messing with my daughter—”
Rick shot her an angry look, stopping her from saying any more. “What the hell is your issue with that? She’s fucking twenty-one for crying out loud!” he bellowed.
Jared raised a brow, not sure if he liked his baby brother yelling at his wife. Correction, he did not like his baby brother yelling at his wife.
Lila narrowed her eyes. “Yeah and you have how many women showing up at your house? Don’t you dare think I don’t know about that, you little—” Rick glared and she shut her mouth. She knew that look. It was the same look Jared gave her when she had overstepped her boundaries.
“Your daughter is an adult and she can make decisions for herself.”
Lila scooted to the edge of her husband’s lap. “I swear to God, Richard, you break her heart I will hunt you down and kill you,” she seethed. She stood and glared at her husband. “You think about that, Jared! How would you like someone like Rick messing with your own daughter?” With that she stalked away from them.
Jared looked at Rick. “Kay, I think I know what the issues are.”
Rick snorted. “No shit,” he mumbled. He ran his hands through his hair. He owed her an apology. He had not once thought that his side job would affect her or Kyla in that kind of manner. Maybe if he explained to Lila what it was he did.
Lila glared at him as he entered the kitchen. “Lila… I’m sorry, I never thought of it like that.”
She grunted at him and brought out the makings for a salad. She wasn’t having this conversation with him.
“She knows what I do.”
Lila’s head popped up. “What?”
Rick settled in a chair on the opposite side of the island of her. “She showed up at my place the other night… I had some clients there. She walked in, saw them, saw me...” He shrugged.
Lila groaned. “See! That’s what I’m talking about. God and she didn’t say shit.” She growled, slamming the cucumber down. “Before you took her on that stupid trip she used to tell me everything! Now she doesn’t tell me anything!”
Rick chewed his lower lip. “Lila… How did you react when she mentioned me?” he asked.
Lila’s eyes darted to his. Her shoulders slumped. “Badly,” she admitted.
Rick released a breath. “You know this isn’t about fucking her right.”
Lila looked at him. Heart breaking, she shrugged. Of course she knew this was more than Rick trying to get in Kyla’s pants. Rick would go to the ends of the world for Kyla. Everyone knew that. Even she couldn’t deny that. But she didn’t want her daughter to have to be competing or comparing herself to all the other women in Rick’s life.
“If that was the case, I would have done it on the welding trip. I didn’t. I respected your wishes regarding her.”
Lila calmed, leaning against the counter.
“Kyla knows what I do with those others. I do not keep secrets from anyone I sleep with.”
Lila cringed at the thought. He would be sleeping with her little girl then going to others later that night. “I don’t want you dragging her through that,” she whispered.
Rick nodded. “I can understand that…” He furrowed his brow. “She’s curious, Lila. I won’t hide anything from her.”
Lila looked at him. “I didn’t raise her to believe relationships were an open thing.”
Rick nodded. “They aren’t, Lila. When Kyla and I become a couple it will be only her and I… Unless she requests another. I have interest in only one woman and that woman is Kyla.”
“I’m not saying…” She frowned, scrunching up her face. She didn’t know what she was saying. Her daughter knew better. Knew one day she would find that special someone and share her life with him. Rick only wanted Kyla and that was it. She slumped. “I don’t want you to hurt her,” she admitted.
Rick looked at her. “I don’t either… She took the first step, Lila. She showed up at my place. I held back because I know you do not approve… I won’t hold back now that she shows interest.”
Lila slumped. She was going to lose her daughter to this man. This man who had spent the last four friggen years helping all he could with her. Making sure she was okay, saving her from big bad assholes trying to rape her. Oh fuck. She rounded the island and hugged him, tears springing to her eyes.
Rick returned the hug. “Scared me, too, Lila… I won’t ever let anyone ever hurt her,” he promised.
“You had better not,” she replied, sniffling.
Chapter Nine
Kyla stared at her steering wheel. There were two cars in his driveway. She should leave. He was probably busy. She put it in reverse and started to back out.
Rick sprinted out to her car, his heart thumping. He had seen her start to back out and rudely excused himself. There was no way he was ever going to make her feel like she was not welcome at his home. “Hey where you going?�
�� he asked.
Kyla shrugged her shoulders. “You’re busy,” she murmured.
“You can come in if you like. I’m nearly done.” Kyla looked at him then his house. Rick smiled. “Come on maybe you can tell me how to really cook. I know you know how. Need to talk to you anyway.”
Kyla nodded. She wanted to talk to him, too. After spending the afternoon with her mom, it had gotten her thinking. Thinking about how her mom had jumped into a relationship with Jared. And the two of them had taken the risk to give it their all. Kyla decided she, too, could do it. Well, not so much jump but make the steps toward one.
Rick poured her a cup of coffee, sliding the cream and sugar at her. “Paul and Mark, this is Kyla. Kyla, Paul and Mark. Kyla was the one I was telling you two about.”
Paul smiled and nodded. “Very pretty pet, Rick,” he praised.
Kyla raised a brow. Did he just call her a pet? What the fuck.
Mark chuckled. “You’ll bring her out to the party?” he asked.
Rick shrugged. “I would have to discuss that with her.”
Kyla perked up. “Party, you… I’m in.”
Rick smiled. “You might want to know what kind of party?” he asked.
Kyla shrugged. What did it matter? She had attended all sorts of parties. Surely two middle-aged men didn’t throw keggers or anything like that.
Rick smirked. “I’ll call you later, Mark,” he replied. He was pretty sure he should explain to Kyla the adult content of the party.
Mark smiled. “Yes, well enough of that. Do you have time to show us that move?” He glanced at Kyla.
Kyla sipped on her coffee. Rick chuckled. “Want to be a model, sugar?” he asked.
Kyla smiled. “Sure as long as it doesn’t require taking my clothes off. That was a tad bit embarrassing last time,” she replied airily.
Rick frowned. She had undressed in front of people before?
Mark chuckled. “Nope, Paul and I have a lady friend that we want to include in our lives and Rick was just offering some pointers.” He looked at Paul. “You go ahead. You know how shy I am.”
Paul laughed. “Bullshit you just don’t want to get a hard-on with Ricky,” he teased.
Kyla raised a sceptical brow. What had she just agreed to? Rick had asked for her to model right? Nothing more than modeling.
Rick led the group down to the basement. Kyla whistled. She didn’t even know this place had a basement. She looked at the large bed.
“Are you two boys introducing your new girl to any equipment right off or are you two going to turn into gentlemen and ease her in?” Rick asked.
Mark cleared his throat. “Ease,” he replied.
Rick removed Kyla’s hoodie. He knew she would have a T-shirt on underneath. And there it was. A pretty skintight teal tank. Perfect. “Geez, sugar, I know it’s winter but come on. Show the pretties.”
Kyla raised a brow at him. “Yes, sir,” she replied sarcastically. Mark smirked. Kyla ignored him. “Kay, what am I doing?” she asked, looking around. Rick had bent her over the horse thing but the stuff in here looked rather intimidating. She was a big girl. She could do this model shit. She did the lingerie stint last year for that place in the mall.
“Up on the bed, kneel please,” Rick ordered.
Kyla did as he said, waiting for further instruction. “Paul, up in front of her,” he ordered.
Kyla looked up at the guy. Tall, blond, not fit like Rick but more like a big teddy bear. He had nice eyes, deep green. She assessed the situation. Okay this wasn’t awkward. She looked to Rick for safety.
Rick crawled up behind her. “You’re okay, hon?” Kyla nodded, glancing back at him. He smiled. “Good, you’re doing great. We’re just going to show Mark and Paul some poses they can do with their third. Can you please straddle, Mark?”
Kyla looked at Mark then back at Rick. “Pardon?” she squeaked. Whoa! This was not what she had expected.
Rick chuckled. “Remember last night?”
Kyla blushed, clearing her throat. “Okay.” She placed her hand on Mark and he turned red in the face. She backed away, looking at him curiously. Was he seriously more nervous than her?
Rick chuckled. “She doesn’t bite.”
Kyla snorted. “How do you know?” She pulled herself up till she straddled the big guy. Mark looked lost.
Rick smiled. “How would you hold your lady friend, Mark?” he asked.
Mark smirked, flipping Kyla around, and hugged her ass to his groin.
Kyla stiffened. “Okay I’m not comfortable with this,” she squealed.
Rick nodded. “Mark, you know my rules.” He started to pull Kyla toward him.
Mark released her. “Sorry, Kyla, I react with movement, not answering words,” he stammered.
Kyla shook her head. “Kay, back on the other way again?” she asked Rick. She was a little shaken but she wouldn’t stop. This was a part of what Rick did and if she was going to give a relationship a go with him, she needed to know and understand this part of his life. Rick nodded. “If you still want to… You have every right to walk away.”
Kyla shook her head, looking at Mark. “You do that again and I’m out of here.” Mark nodded. Kyla crawled on and looked over their situation. She grabbed his hands and placed one on her hip, the other on her back. She wiggled and got comfy. Her jean-clad pussy flush to his groin. She looked at Rick. “Like this?”
He nodded, pride in his eyes. “Good girl. Could you lift up so your pretty little ass is out.” Kyla pressed herself against Mark and jutted her ass out.
Paul whistled. “Pretty,” he mumbled.
Rick nodded. Pretty indeed, encased snugly in her jeans. He crept up behind her. “You don’t mind if Mark here gets a little close to your pretty tits do you?”
Kyla furrowed her brows. She shook her head. “Go ahead,” she whispered. She could feel Rick’s entire body flush to hers.
Rick moved his hands. “Remember how I told you about the nipple play that will be whoever is in front.” He thrust his hips into her ass and her whole body lifted. Mark grunted. Her ample breasts were now in front of his face. Rick chuckled, hands creeping up, cupping her breasts, hefting them up even higher. “Are you in any discomfort, Kyla?”
Kyla shook her head. “I have this odd sensation in between my legs,” she replied breathlessly, trying to joke, but it came out all wrong. Breathless and sensual.
Rick chuckled. “I’ll take care of that later. Focus, please.”
Kyla giggled and nodded. Yes, focus on the handsome stud pressed to her backside. She didn’t mind the feel of one in front of her either.
“In this position Paul or you, Mark, can take your lady from behind while the other takes her from the front. You’re both rather hung. Please, please ease in gentle. Have you started preparation?”
Kyla looked at him. Preparation? What the hell was that. She shook her head. “No should I?” Rick smiled. Paul and Mark chuckled.
“Yes, she’s on the large now. It’s close to my size. We figure if she can take me she can take Paul,” Mark shared.
Rick nodded. “Good, you don’t want her to feel ripped apart. You remember your first time,” he reminded both.
Kyla raised her brows. Were they talking anal sex? Her ass cheeks squeezed at the thought. Would Rick do that to her? Would she like it? The more she thought about it the more she decided no. Not a good idea at all.
“You can both move at the same time. Remember this is about her, not you two… It takes her a lot longer than you.”
Mark nodded. “How would we do oral?”
Rick nodded. “Good question. In this position she may fall back. Kyla, love, lean back against me,” he ordered. Kyla relaxed against him. He smiled. “Fun thing about three, so many hands at your disposal. You have to remember she’s going to be assaulted with so much stimulation, she’s not thinking she’s feeling.” He grabbed Mark’s hand and slipped it down between Kyla’s legs. “Relax, sugar. You’re safe,” he whispered
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br /> Kyla nodded, a squeak escaping her.
Mark looked nervously at Paul.
Rick smiled. “If you’re not comfortable, Mark…” He had not ever used a live model with the boys. He was sure both men were out of their element here.
Mark shook his head. “Nope good.” He coughed.
Kyla chuckled. It was deep and dripped over Rick. He loved that chuckle, sounded like she was trouble. He nipped her neck. “Be good,” he ordered as she smiled up at him. He loved that she was comfortable enough with him and herself to play demonstration model for Paul and Mark. “If you’re too lost in your own pleasure, Mark.” He moved Mark’s hand and placed his own hand over Kyla’s pussy, his left hand on her breast still playing with her nipple. “Allow Paul to do the work.”
Mark smirked, nodding. “Got it,” he replied.
Rick glanced at Paul. “Got it?” Paul nodded. “If she’s not ready for that, take turns, boys. She’s not going anywhere.” He backed away, pulling Kyla from Mark.
Mark hopped off the bed and rearranged himself.
Kyla stepped away from Rick.
“What if when we’re both in she decides no way?” Mark asked.
Rick smiled and nodded. “Out the puss, then the ass and slow, maybe anal play first. Let her feel both of you in her ass before you both attempt together. It can be an overwhelming feeling for her. I’ve had women tell me they feel overstuffed, full…painful.” He leaned casually against the post of the bed as if they were having a simple discussion on bedding. “We are not looking to cause pain, boys. This is for her pleasure. She needs to be completely comfortable and I mean it. You need to know her well enough to know her reactions to everything.” He emphasized his words.
Mark nodded and draped an arm over Paul. Paul grasped his forearm. “We love her, Rick,” both replied in unison.
Kyla stared at the couple. She had heard her mother and Jared say they loved each other. Heck they told each other every day. She hoped one day she, too, could have that kind of love. She circled the swing and looked over the riggings. She pulled herself up in it and settled back grinning. This was damn comfy.