His cell buzzed and he withdrew it from his pocket, his gaze still on the door. He already knew who was calling—Mario.
“She’s here at my place,” Kirby said.
“She still on for Brad’s get-together?” questioned Mario, worry in his voice.
Kirby nodded as he replied, “She is. She’s in my shower as we speak.”
“You lucky fucking dog,” Maria teased.
Kirby laughed. “My cock is so hard it’s about to burst out of my pants.”
“I could handle that for you,” offered Mario.
Waggling his brows, Kirby leaned back on the bed, the shower still running, his cell still to his ear. “Oh yeah? How exactly would you handle it for me?”
“Guess.”
Kirby’s body heated more with desire. He’d gone too long between releases and couldn’t take it anymore. He’d just been too busy with work to bother heading out to find a piece of ass, and he and Mario hadn’t met up in nearly two weeks.
Too much time to be without one another.
A sly grin slipped over Kirby’s face as he undid his belt and then his pants. He put his free hand down the front of his pants and freed his cock, listening to assure the shower was indeed still running. He stroked his cock and closed his eyes. “You’d order me onto my knees to suck you first. It’s how you are.”
Mario laughed. “Hey, you’ve never complained about my dominance before.”
“And I’m not now,” Kirby said.
“After you sucked me I’d slink down you and tease your balls first. I know you like that.”
And Kirby did like it. He pictured Mario there, doing just that. But in his fantasy he added Dedra because she was so close and so very naked in his bathroom. “Mm, in this version, let’s add Dedra.”
“All right,” answered Mario. “I’d make her lick your balls.”
“You’d order her to do that to me?”
“Hell yeah, and she’d obey.”
She would. Kirby didn’t doubt that for a minute. Mario was that dominant and had that much of a way about him. “Then what would you have her do to me? After you make her lick my balls?” He stroked his hard shaft, wanting release to come sooner rather than later.
“I’d have her put that pretty mouth of hers around the tip of your dick and then I’d have her deep-throat you.”
“Fuck yeah,” Kirby said, picturing it in his mind clearly.
“And while she’s doing that to you, I’d caress her back while I stroke my cock, memorizing every curve on her.”
“Yeah,” Kirby panted, pumping his cock, imagining the entire scene. His eyes were closed tight and his hand was wrapped firmly around the base of his dick when something hot, warm and wet eased over the head of his shaft.
Gasping, Kirby opened his eyes to find Dedra there, dripping wet, a towel barely around her, her mouth over his cock, her green gaze looking up the length of him. He gripped the cell phone tighter, his jaw going slack and a small, strangled cry coming from the back of his throat.
“Kirby?” Mario asked.
Kirby held the phone and was about to hit the end button, but Dedra pulled her mouth off his cock, looking so wanton and wicked that he wasn’t sure he was staring at his best friend.
“No,” Dedra said. “Don’t hang up.”
“Fuck,” Mario said. “Is that her?”
“Yes,” Kirby managed. “She’s…”
Dedra flashed a sexy smile. “She’s doing what you were talking about. She’s sucking me off.”
“Sweet Lord,” Mario stated loudly.
Kirby hit the speaker phone button and laid the phone on the bed. He stared down at his longtime friend, amazed she was doing what she was doing. “Dedra?”
She put her lips back over his cock and began to suck him, her long, wet hair falling onto his stomach. He moaned and arched up, pushing deeper into her mouth. “Yeah. Just like that.”
“That’s right,” Mario said boldly. “You suck him good and hard.”
Dedra did and Kirby nearly came then and there. His body tensed and he grabbed the cover on his bed, holding it tight, doing his best to focus on not coming. He wanted to last, but Dedra’s mouth felt too fucking good.
*
Dedra licked the length of Kirby’s cock and her eyelids fluttered at the salty taste of him. She’d overheard him on the phone with whoever was there. Heard him talking about her sucking his cock and being ordered around by another. She assumed it was a man, knowing Kirby’s preferences, and the idea had made her so hot and horny that she’d acted without really thinking. She’d walked right out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel, and she’d shocked herself by going down on Kirby while he jacked off.
She felt free. Like this was how it was supposed to be between them.
She sucked harder on him, more turned on than she’d ever been in her life.
“I can’t hear you sucking him,” the deep male voice from the phone said. “Make him moan.”
She increased her pace and added her hands. Kirby made pained noises, even though she knew he was in anything but. He pumped upwards into her mouth and she took his cock deep into her throat.
Kirby’s hands made their way into her hair, guiding her head. She moved with him, doing what he seemed to like. He cried out and his ball sac tightened a second before his seed erupted into her mouth. She swallowed him down, still sucking, still moving her head up and down.
He shook and the noises he made caused her to smile.
“Sounds like you’re good at that,” the voice on the phone said.
“She is,” Kirby responded, his voice shaky.
“Tonight I’ll test her.”
Dedra’s pussy moistened at the idea.
“She’s turned on, isn’t she?” the man asked.
Kirby caressed her cheek lovingly. “Yes. She looks hot as hell.”
“Is she wet?”
Kirby arched a brow in question and then surprised her by sitting up and reaching between her legs. She opened for him and he thrust his finger into her heated core. His lips danced close to hers. “Hot, tight and wet as can be.”
“Finger her,” the man ordered. “Let me hear her moan.”
Kirby’s lips met hers and his tongue darted into her mouth as his finger moved in and out of her. He added another finger and her knees nearly went out from under her. He chuckled into her mouth and eased her onto the bed next to him, his gaze questioning as if he was seeking her approval.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He fingered her harder and faster, his thumb tweaking her clit just right, making her cry out in pleasure. He pushed the towel away from her, revealing her naked, wet body to him. She gasped and he smiled down at her. “You should see her,” he said towards the phone. “She’s better than we imagined.”
“I’ll know…soon enough,” the man said, sounding winded as if he might be masturbating along with the sound of her and Kirby.
Kirby’s mouth crashed onto hers and she had a half a second to register what was about to happen when she felt his hard cock probing at her wet entrance. “I want in you.”
“You want fucked, don’t you, Dedra?” the man asked of her.
“Yes.”
“And you want Kirby to be the one fucking you, don’t you?” he demanded.
She panted as she nodded. “Y-yes.”
“Do it,” he said as Kirby drove home.
She cried out as her body tried to adjust to his size. He pumped in and out of her several times as her body eased its death grip on his cock, allowing for more pleasure to build. She’d dreamed of this moment. Dreamed of when Kirby would take her and claim her, his shaft buried in her. Reality was so much better than the fantasy.
He drove deeper into her, bringing moans of passion from her. She held onto his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his waist. She pushed at his shirt, wanting to feel him skin to skin. It took some work, but she managed to get his shirt up and over his head before tossing it aside. He still had on
his pants and shoes but she didn’t care. She had Kirby inside her.
Where he belonged.
Her nipples scraped his chest and she countered his thrusts, moving her hips, doing her best to add to the overwhelming mounting satisfaction. His pace increased and she cried out, her legs gripping him nearly as tightly as her pussy was.
“That’s it,” the man on the phone said. “Fuck her harder. Make her come.”
Pleasure danced so close to completion that Dedra nearly wept in frustration. She went for Kirby’s mouth and kissed him as he fucked her. He slowed his rhythm and she nearly slapped his upper chest to get him to increase the speed, but her body picked then to respond.
“Come,” the man on the phone directed.
She obeyed.
Her toes began to tingle first and then the feeling moved up her legs, settling between her inner thighs, bringing with it an orgasm like she’d never experienced before in her life. Her pussy clung to Kirby’s cock. He tossed his head back and slammed into her, releasing his seed. His lips returned to hers and he kissed her with so much passion that she knew he didn’t regret what they’d just done.
Deep down, her soul smiled.
*
Mario clung to the phone, seed spilling over his cock and his hand as he took in large breaths. Dammit. Hearing Kirby fuck Dedra had made him so hot and bothered he’d not been able to control himself. He’d taken matters into his own hands and had come harder than he had in weeks. The hot little vixen was a minx. No denying it.
She’d gone down on Kirby and then let him fuck her. She wanted him. Mario knew she did by the tone of her messages to him. Kirby liked to play them for Mario to hear and to get his opinion. The sheer desire in that woman’s voice was thick enough to cut with a knife. Kirby had never believed Mario when he told him as much.
Now Kirby knew Mario was right, and now Kirby had a mission to do.
Get Dedra to the party and get her to accept a threesome. Then, get her to accept him and Kirby for good.
Mario snorted. Sounded so easy, but he doubted it would be. From what he knew of Dedra, she tended to run when the going got tough. And the going was about to get very fucking tough.
Mario shut off his cell and set it aside as he stood and went to the sink to wash his hands. He stared at his reflection and debated shaving. He decided against it, wanting to tease Dedra’s pussy with his stubble if given the chance.
Just thinking of her made his cock harden again. He gritted his teeth. If he didn’t get to fuck her soon he’d never make it. He was sure of it.
Chapter Four
Dedra couldn’t believe what she was doing. She’d come home for two weeks to visit her best friend and found herself first in bed with him, and now at a party given by some locals. Brad Lofton wasn’t a guy who ever invited her to anything he’d hosted in the past, but Kirby, her best friend since she was seven, swore it would be fun. It all felt very high school-ish again but she had to admit that added to the allure. It was nice being home and not having to think about work or real responsibilities.
Brad hung with Mario who was just about the hottest guy in Hazard County—outside of Kirby that was. He also didn’t know she existed. She’d spent enough years looking longingly at him, wishing she was one of the big-busted girls who seemed to hold his attention. Sadly, she’d never been very gifted in the boob area. Going off to college and then putting nearly four more years between coming home didn’t change that any. At twenty-six she was still less than ample in the chest department.
Brad’s house was large. He and his family had somehow managed to make a killing, but she wasn’t sure how since as far as she knew they were farmers. Brad had built his own place on the family land. She could still remember hearing about the parties he’d throw back when they were all in school. His parents hadn’t much minded having a bunch of partying teens around. This was the first of Brad’s infamous parties she’d ever been invited to and she was well into her twenties now. The Lofton gatherings were legendary in Hazard County. Much drinking, much partying and much fun to be had.
She had to admit, so far she’d had a great time. Kirby eased up alongside her, his arm snaking around her waist. She smiled up at him, his blond hair flopping into his blue eyes. “I’m glad you surprised me.”
“I’m glad too.”
“You work too much,” he said, his fingers lacing with hers. He tugged her close and bent his head, his lips finding hers. The act was so simple yet it made her smile and glow.
“I know,” she said. She did work too much, but it was hard to get ahead and she wanted to succeed. She had enough guilt about how busy she’d been at college. She didn’t come from money like Kirby did. She’d had to pull together enough to head off to school and bust her butt while there, waiting tables after classes to make it all happen. Kirby had gone off to a fancy college for brainiacs and she’d attended a state school that was closer to her price range. Then she’d landed a job right out of school that took her up north. She’d taken off and not looked back. Times like this when they could be together were few and far between. He’d changed so much. For the better even.
He’d grown into his tall frame, looking less boyish and more manly. And there was a certain suaveness in him now that he’d lacked before. He seemed sure of himself.
She liked it. And she especially liked how skilled he was in the bedroom. Who knew her nerd was hiding moves like the ones he had? She was wet just thinking about how good he felt inside her.
“My turn to surprise you,” he said, tugging on her hand, leading her to the side of the room.
“You have a surprise for me? Really?”
“Yep. Follow me,” he said, ushering her down a long, darkened hall to a back bedroom. He closed the door behind them and she had to strain to see, the lights were dimmed so low.
She laughed. “We’re going to make out at Brad’s place? Kinky. I like it.”
“Oh, we are, but we’re not going to do it alone,” Kirby added, motioning with his head to the other side of the room.
As a tall, muscular man stepped into focus, she gasped.
Mario Moreno, local sports hero and hometown boy, was there, his shirt off, and his jeans barely up. The fly to them was open and from what she could tell, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. The temperature in the room rose quickly to the point that beads of sweat trickled down the back of her neck. How the hell had the man managed to get even sexier?
Life was not fair.
Not fair at all.
Kirby laughed and put his hands on her hips, inching up her sundress a bit. She stilled. He tugged her dress higher, exposing her thighs to Mario.
Mario’s chocolate gaze snapped to them and then her. “Hi, Dedra.”
She nearly fainted. Mario knew her name? How? The guy barely made eye contact with her all through school.
Kirby snickered and kissed at her neck. “She’s shy.”
“I see.” Mario came around the bed and walked right to her. He boldly touched her chin and she couldn’t breathe with him this close. He held her chin roughly and then bent his head, his lips feathering over hers ever so lightly. He released his hold on her. “Hello, Dedra.”
“Hi,” she managed with a breathy sigh.
Kirby swatted her ass cheek, making her yelp. He then jerked her against him and she could feel his erection through his pants. Back when they were teens sShe’d had him in her mouth before, though she’d never taken him into her pussy. She’d wanted to but neither had been totally ready for that before they’d headed off to school. So much had changed with him.
She looked between the men in the room with her, noticing the way they shared knowing looks and the way something else buzzed between them. As far as she’d known, Mario had never paid any attention to Kirby through school unless he was being mean to him or letting his group of friends calls Kirby names. But it was clear by the way they looked at one another that much had changed between them.
They couldn’t have been more o
pposite if they tried. Kirby with his blond hair, blue eyes and fair skin. Mario with his chocolate gaze, black hair and caramel skin.
Kirby stepped around her and faced her fully. He touched her cheek, his smile warm and loving as always. “Dedra, my surprise for you tonight is us.”
“Us?” she echoed.
He grinned wider. “Yes. The two of us, with you.”
Mario was who Kirby had been on the phone with back at the house? He was who overheard her sucking Kirby’s cock before Kirby made her come so hard her toes still tingled from it?
The expression on Mario’s face said it all.
He was the one.
Stunned, she took the smallest of steps backwards, her gaze darting from her best friend to Mario, who looked like walking sex. Her brow furrowed. “Why me? The two of you could have anyone you want.”
“We want you,” Mario said, his voice deep and commanding.
She shook her head. “You don’t.”
Kirby laughed. “Yes. We do, Dedra. We’ve been planning this for some time, just waiting for you to come home.”
She pointed to Mario. “He doesn’t even know I exist.”
“Oh, he more than knows. He’s had a crush on you for years.” Kirby stroked her cheek and then ran his hand down her neck to the top of her sundress. “And he’s wants you like I want you.”
“Kirby?”
“Say no and it’s over,” Mario said sternly.
She knew if she said she wanted to leave, they’d let her without question. The thing was she didn’t want to go. The idea of them wanting her excited her beyond belief. She wasn’t a virgin anymore. She’d given that away to some guy she met at college. He’d been on the lacrosse team and seemed like a good first choice. He’d done the deed but she’d been left unfulfilled. He’d not made her come. Then she’d had a one-night stand with an executive she’d met while away on business. He was good in bed but he hadn’t made her come either. Kirby had been the only man to ever make her come.
“You in or you out?” asked Mario.
Her lips trembled as she spoke, “I’m in.”
He flashed a winning smile and moved closer to her. Mario snaked an arm around her waist, smelling of beer. He kissed her and she kissed him back. Kirby touched her ass, his hand running over her dress a moment before it slipped under it. Her body went into sensation overload and she simply allowed them to touch her all over as she tipped her head back, moaning softly.
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