by Violet Paige
“I don’t even know what those would be. Where do I start? Do I need rules?”
Jack came up behind her. She knew she was sandwiched between the two men. She was immediately hot and aroused.
Jack reached under her skirt, drawing a finger between her legs that landed in the center of her heat. She hissed.
“Spread your legs,” Sawyer commanded.
“But—”
“I said spread your legs.”
She did as he said and Jack suddenly had deep access to her pussy. He shoved his finger inside her just as Sawyer’s mouth crushed hers with a blinding kiss. Oh shit, the world was upside down. One man was finger fucking her while the other laid a kiss deep on her lips.
She moaned, tilting her hips.
“That’s it,” Jack coaxed.
Sawyer began to strip the shirt from her. Jack pushed her skirt all the way up to her hips, but she didn’t protest. She didn’t care that they had only made it two steps inside the foyer. It was already everything she wanted.
“Down the hall?” Sawyer motioned to Jack.
Before she could answer Sawyer scooped her into her arms and carried her to a room. It must be the suite he mentioned. The one that would be hers.
He laid her on the bed as both men began to strip their clothes. She stared in awe as they got undressed. First their shirts fell to the floor, exposing lean and chiseled chests. When Sawyer’s pants hit the hardwood floors next, her jaw fell open. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his cock was enormous.
Jack shoved his pants and boxer briefs in a heap at his ankles. She moaned at the sight of his bulging cock.
It was the first time she had seen them. They had always given her the attention, but it was clear now they wanted something in return.
Sawyer climbed on the bed, fisting his cock. He pushed Lily backward, brushing his cock over her nipples.
“What do you say we christen your new room, baby?” he asked.
She nodded. “Yes. God, yes,” she whimpered. She was charged with erotic promise. They were going to touch her, kiss her, fuck her. She didn’t know anything could be like this. The heat of their skin. The look in their eyes.
And it was all for her. Everything they did was for her.
“Fuck, you look like an angel,” Jack groaned.
She didn’t know what was going to happen next, or how to take things to the next level, but she knew she was the student. They would teach her, coach her, show her how to let out her inner hellcat. Sawyer pressed his cock to her lips, and she had her answer.
“I’m going to fuck these gorgeous lips of yours,” he instructed. “Do you want my cock in your mouth, baby?”
She nodded, opening her mouth for him. His dick slid into her mouth, silky and hard. He pushed deep in her throat. She loved the feel of him. How powerful and masterful he was sliding over her tongue. His massive cock tasted like clean soap, she couldn’t but suck against it, wanting to taste every, last drop of him.
As he began to pump in and out she groaned when she felt Jack at her other end. His fingers traced her swollen heat. He dipped a finger in her entrance.
“She looks good when you fuck her like that,” he said to Sawyer. “How does she feel?”
Sawyer closed his eyes. His abs were cut and toned. With every thrust into her mouth the angles on his torso became sharper. She wanted to hear his words. To know that he loved what she was doing to him. Her heart fluttered, waiting.
“She feels perfect,” Sawyer groaned, shoving his cock deeper. “She’s driving me insane.”
She wanted to respond, but she suddenly felt the head of Jack’s cock slip inside her panties. He rubbed it over her clit. She wanted it. She wanted to be filled at both ends. She jutted her hips forward.
“You want my cock, don’t you?” he teased.
She nodded, sucking hard on Sawyer.
“These have to go.” Jack stood back to tug the panties over her thighs. “Damn, you are fucking hot as hell. Every inch of you.”
He walked forward, pressing his cock to her pussy.
Sawyer growled, “I want you to fuck her with the plug.” He leaned down twisting her nipples.
Oh yes. Yes, she wanted the plug. The coldness of the metal sliding into her. The way Jack owned her with it. She loved it. She had missed it.
It was exquisite torture—the sensations of sucking Sawyer’s dick, knowing the plug was going to the forbidden zone, and anticipating the feel of Jack’s cock inside her. She could come without them laying another finger on her.
“Spread your legs,” Jack’s deep voice made her shutter, but she widened her knees, answering his commands.
“Spread them more so you can be fucked properly.”
She whimpered as she let her legs fall open like Jack wanted.
“Damn, your pussy is a beautiful as this ass.”
Sawyer pumped into her mouth. His orgasm was building. She knew it. She reached up to touch the rippled lines of his torso.
When she wasn’t looking, Jack pushed the plug in that tight ring of muscle. Oh God. It was delicious how it sliced inside her ass. She arched off the bed trying to get her bearings. Trying to adjust to the amount of pressure, but then he began to move it in and out.
“She fucking loves it.” Sawyer didn’t take his eyes off her.
She wanted to scream yes. She did. It was so forbidden. So dirty. So much raw pleasure. But she couldn’t say anything with his glorious cock in her mouth.
Jack rubbed his cock between her slit, covering his head with her juices. She knew she was beyond any level of wetness she had experienced before. Her body was firing in all directions. “Fuck, sweetheart I have to come. Shit.”
He fucked her harder with the butt plug. Pushing it farther and pumping it with force. The mangled moans of pleasure were masked when all three of them screamed in unison.
Sawyer tightened as he emptied his cock inside her. He looked in her eyes as he filled her throat with his come. She looked down just as Jack pushed the plug deep inside her and fisted his orgasm over her hard nipples.
“Shit,” he moaned with anguish.
With the sensations all around her, she lost all control. She squeezed against the device in her ass.
“Oh Jack. Oh Sawyer.”
The orgasm strangled her, tearing through her with a rip current so strong she hurled herself forward. Sawyer, pulled her against his chest while Jack pushed her knees wide and sank his tongue in her heat.
“I can’t.” She shook her head.
Sawyer kissed her neck. “Fucking feel how good it is. Open your legs, damn it.”
“Oh God,” she screamed. Her legs fell to the side as Jack lapped at her until the orgasm spilled like a waterfall, cascading down her legs—to her toes.
She shook violently as the tears started to fall. They rolled down her cheeks.
“Hey, baby. What’s wrong?” Sawyer curled her into his chest.
Jack climbed on to the bed with them.
“Lily, are you ok?”
She nodded and started to giggle.
“She’s laughing. That must be a good sign.”
She peeked up from the strength of Sawyer’s chest. “I think my body exploded in every way possible and that included tears.”
Both men sighed with relief.
She looked at them. “Can we do that again?”
Sawyer brushed the hair from her face. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “I know it’s going to take time, but I want you both at the same time. I have to have it. I know I do.”
“Hey, hey. We can slow it down.” Sawyer cupped her cheek. “We’re not going anywhere.”
Jack’s hand slid along her backside. “How about a hot bath? You’ve been a good girl tonight. You deserve some pampering.”
“I have?”
They nodded. “You have no idea, baby.”
She smiled. Suddenly the world felt right side up.
Seventeen
Jack
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nbsp; It had been a long time since he and Sawyer had shared a woman. It couldn’t just be any woman. It had to be the woman. The one who could handle them both. He stared into the tub as it filled with water for Lily. There was no hesitation now—she was that woman. The one they had taken their time to find.
Sawyer had gone to the kitchen to get her something to eat while he turned on the hot water and added bubbles.
She walked into the oversized bathroom, holding a sheet to her chest.
She tiptoed toward him. His hand immediately wrapped around her waist, dragging her body to his.
She gasped. “How is this supposed to work?”
“What do you mean, sweetheart?”
“When I’m with you, I want to be with you. I want you.” She blushed. She was damn adorable.
“But you feel bad about Sawyer?” he questioned.
She nodded. “And the other way around. I don’t know what to do. What are the rules? Do you let me go? Should I step away? Because I don’t know if I can.”
Jack laughed. “We share. That’s the rule.”
“I don’t want to screw this up. And that’s all I can think about it. I’m going to ruin us, just when I’ve found it.”
“You won’t.” He lowered his lips to hers, inhaling her. His tongue flirted with hers. She rose on her toes as he pulled the sheet away from her body, leaving her naked. “See, there are certain things Sawyer does. Certain things I do. You can have them all.” He breathed in her ear as his hand dipped between her legs.
“You’ll never be left unsatisfied. Never. We can give you everything.”
He looked up as Sawyer entered. He stood in the doorway with a plate of fruit, cheese, and crackers.
He couldn’t get over how eager she was. How she was so wet and ready for them. It took everything in him to move his fingers away.
“Why don’t you climb in? The water’s ready for you.”
She looked over her shoulder as Sawyer strolled toward them with the food.
“It’s ok. I overheard the last bit of what you said.” He gave her his hand and helped her in the tub. “What Jack said is true. You have both of us. And sometimes I’ll be out of town. Sometimes Jack will. Neither of us expects you to live like a nun while one of us is gone. This is the beauty of what we have now. The beauty of you. You are ours now, Lily. Both of ours.”
She sank into the water until the bubbles came to her perfect tits. They watched her breasts bob on the surface.
“Relax. Eat something. We’ll be on the other side of the door if you need us.”
“Wait,” Lily called to them.
They turned.
“Thank you. For tonight.”
Jack grinned. “We’re just getting started, sweetheart.” He winked and they walked out of the room.
Eighteen
Lily
She took a bite of the cheese. She could tell it was expensive from the way it melted in her mouth. She leaned into the cushion on the back of the tub, soaking in the luxury around her. The bathroom was freaking gorgeous. There was a crystal chandelier hanging from the center of the room.
It was like she was living in some kind of erotic fairy tale. How was any of this possible? This morning she was working on spreadsheets and now she was spreading her legs as wide as she could for two men.
Two men.
She closed her eyes. Her body was sore. But it was the good kind of sore. She knew she had been touched in beautiful ways. They worshipped her. They pampered her. They gave her something she’d never had.
The night shouldn’t have to end, but she didn’t know if she could keep her eyes open. It was late. And those orgasms were enough to zap the last bits of energy from her. She nibbled on a cracker and then tried one of the grapes.
How was this going to work?
She was under contract to work at Kincaid-Rivers for the entire year. That was the stipulation her uncle set. The uneasiness of her secret crept into the depths of her belly. It twisted there. There was so much more she needed to tell them. She should have said something from the beginning.
Jack and Sawyer didn’t know she had contrived her own deal. She wanted out of the family business.
She was tired of the reins Uncle Gino had on her. He was supposed to be a father figure. Someone she could count on after her parents died in the car crash, but he was the farthest from it. He had thrown her into his bargain with Sawyer as if she was collateral. To him, she was.
Lily knew he had always resented her for becoming his responsibility. Her father’s brother didn’t have much of a heart. That much was clear.
But maybe he had given her a gift. He had given her two men who wanted to take care of her. Two men who would protect her. Keep her safe. Two men who would possess her in the most intimate and profound way.
“Knock knock.” Jack poked his head in the door. “Ready to get out?”
She nodded. “I think so.”
Sawyer walked in with him, carrying a large fluffy towel. Jack helped her from the tub, while Sawyer wrapped it around her. The men took turns drying her. They made sure every drop of water was dabbed off her body.
She knew it would take time to get used to how they treated her. How they made her body theirs.
Sawyer scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed. It was turned down and the lights were off. Her heart fluttered.
Jack walked around to the other side and climbed in as Sawyer placed her in the middle and aligned his naked body against hers. He kissed the back of her neck while Jack planted a kiss on her lips.
“Good night, sweet goddess.” Jack smiled.
“We’re going to sleep?” she asked. “Like this?”
Sawyer pressed his erection against her bottom. Damn, he was hard. She wanted to wiggle into him. She was suddenly less sleepy.
Jack rolled on his side dragging her arm over his chest. He threaded his fingers through hers.
“Good night. You need your rest.”
Sawyer traced a line down her spine, pushing his finger to the edge of her backside. She didn’t realize she was so sore there.
He whispered, “Soon, baby. I’ll have this soon.”
Her nipples hardened into Jack’s back.
“Damn it, Sawyer. I’m trying to sleep here. But fuck her nipples are hard as rocks.”
Lily whimpered. “Please.”
“Please what?” Sawyer’s lips were on her back.
“One more time?” she begged.
“She needs to rest, man.”
Sawyer was possessive and already turned on. “Want to watch this time?”
Lily’s eyes flashed to Jack. “Will you? I want to know how that works.”
“You want me to watch?” he asked.
She nodded. “I won’t take my eyes off you.”
“Fuck,” he growled.
Sawyer’s hand cupped between her legs. He pushed one finger inside her as she arched into him. The movements were already part of a rhythm she loved.
Lily held Jack’s gaze. She never looked away from the pools of green. It was all she could see—glitter green as Sawyer pumped his fingers inside her.
And then he breached that forbidden zone. His thumb pushed inside her ass as she crumbled into her orgasm.
“I can’t.” Jack shook his head. “I need my cock in your mouth, love.”
She nodded eagerly. Jack mounted her, shoving his hard dick to her lips. She licked the drop of dew before he pushed inside her.
“Oh, fuck.” He leaned back.
Lily fumbled next to her for Sawyer’s cock. Her hands clasped it, and began sheathing it up and down.
“Oh shit, that feels good, baby.”
She was coming down from her orgasm, but her body felt alive as she took the two of them to the crest of theirs at the same time.
Jack thrust to the back of her throat and she pumped Sawyer feeling his body tighten.
“Shit. Fuck. Shit. I’m going to come,” he groaned.
“Fucking kryp
tonite.”
And just like that they both exploded. Jack down her throat and Sawyer was like a geyser taking off over her hand. The warm goo oozed between her fingers.
“Your mouth is so fucking hot like this.” Jack smiled down at her as he carefully pulled his cock from her mouth.
She wiped her lips.
“Now can you sleep, you little siren?” he teased.
She nodded. Full sleep had finally hit her.
Sawyer strolled to the bathroom to clean himself and returned with a towel for Lily. He wiped her down before climbing back in bed.
“Shit, baby. You might be more than we bargained for.”
They were warm and strong. Protective. There hard bodies would keep her safe tonight. She fell asleep sandwiched between the two most amazing men she’d ever met in her life.
Nineteen
Sawyer
The kitchen was quiet. The coffeepot made a bubbling sound as the water filtered through the grounds. Sawyer cracked an egg in a bowl and began to whisk, adding milk, salt, and pepper.
Last night was fucking astonishing.
He thought they’d have to work slower with Lily. But she wanted everything all at once. The things she could do with her body. The sounds she made. She was like a gift from heaven planted at their feet.
He poured the omelet mixture into a hot pan. Saturdays were usually work days. But this weekend was different. He and Jack would have to catch up with report reviews during the week. This weekend was all about Lily.
He was determined this was going to be her perfect weekend.
Jack staggered into the kitchen. “Coffee ready yet? We need to get going.”
“Get going? What in the hell are you talking about?”
Jack stared at his friend. “Arnie’s wedding. At the vineyard. It’s tonight.”
“Fuck,” Sawyer groaned. “I forgot about that. How do we keep getting pulled into this shit? I’m tired of being a groomsman.”