by Marla Monroe
Lana woke up feeling much better than she had expected to after the nightmare. She stretched and realized that the men were already gone. She was secretly happy and sad. Part of her wanted to wake up between them while the other part of her was glad not to have to deal with the uneasiness it would have caused for her. It had been obvious that they were naked when they had climbed into bed with her.
She sighed. They had acted like perfect gentlemen, though. For some reason, that disappointed her to some extent. She didn’t think she had been ready for them to try anything, but the fact that they hadn’t made her wonder if they really did want her.
Justin’s cock was hard against you, Lana. Does that sound like a man who isn’t interested in you?
She pushed back the covers and started to get up only to remember how sore she was. Looking around, she realized that neither one of the men was there to watch her for a change. She grinned. That meant she could go to the bathroom by herself.
Lana carefully stood up by the side of the bed and tested her injured leg. It gave a definite twinge, but she thought if she was careful, she would be able to hobble to the bathroom on her own.
Thirty minutes later, she was showered and ready to get dressed. She hobbled out of the bathroom to find Justin waiting on her with a scowl on his face.
“What are you doing standing on your bad leg? You should have waited for me.” He scooped her up and carried her back to the bed.
“I made it just fine. I can’t depend on you for everything, Justin. Aren’t you supposed to go back to work today?” She made a face at him when he crossed his arms after sat her on the bed.
“Paul’s working today. I’m staying with you. We can’t trust you to take it easy without one of us watching over you.”
“I don’t need a babysitter.” She frowned at him.
“Sit right there and I’ll find you something to put on.” He ignored her babysitting comment and turned to the dresser where they’d stashed her clothes the night before.
He handed her a pair of shorts and a loose T-shirt. She took them but continued to stare at him.
“What?”
“Where’s my underwear?”
He looked sheepish. “Um, I didn’t remember to get any when I got your clothes. Sorry.”
“You didn’t get me underwear? How am I supposed to dress without it? I can’t go anywhere without a bra.” She couldn’t help the growl that escaped.
“Don’t worry. You’re not going to be going anywhere anytime soon. I’m sure we can get some by then. You don’t have to wear any here with us, sweetheart.”
Now Lana wasn’t so sure it had been a mistake. She narrowed her eyes at him. He had the grace to blush at her scrutiny. Yeah, it looked like he was guilty of something all right. She had a sneaky suspicion that Justin was a handful in and out of bed. That thought brought heat rising in her cheeks.
“Hurry up and dress, sweetheart. I have breakfast ready for you. Do you want some help?”
“I can dress by myself. Out.” She watched him walk back through the door and close the door behind him.
“I’ll be right out here in case you need me. You can’t go down the stairs without me.”
Lana didn’t bother answering him. She hurried to get her shorts and T-shirt on before he decided to come back in. She didn’t think she could help herself if he were to walk in on her without her clothes on.
She noted that she didn’t have shoes or socks. She hobbled over to the door and opened it. Justin smiled and scooped her up in his arms.
“Hold on. We’ll be downstairs before you know it.” He winked at her and carried her slowly down the stairs.
She could feel the strength in his muscles as they flexed beneath her. Her size bothered her, and she was half-afraid he would lose his grip or stumble while carrying her downstairs. When he deposited her safely at the table in the kitchen, she breathed a sigh of relief. She realized he wasn’t even winded when he bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
After breakfast, Justin chatted with her while he cleaned up the kitchen then suggested she relax on the couch for a while with her Kindle. Lana wanted to see about the paperwork in the office, but decided to wait and pursue that after lunch. With any luck, she could coax some information from Justin about him and Paul. She knew next to nothing about them.
Justin settled her on the couch with her feet in his lap. He gently massaged them while they chatted. She liked how relaxed and easy he was to be around. Paul was a bit intimidating and reserved. She wasn’t afraid of either of them, but sometimes she wasn’t sure of how Paul felt about things.
“How long have you and Paul lived here?”
“We were born here. Our mom and dads live here but are out exploring in their camper this summer. Last time we heard from them they were in Colorado.”
“Dads?” she managed to squeak out.
“Yeah. We have two dads. It was great growing up to always have one of them around to help figure something out or for advice.” He grinned at her from across the couch. “Wasn’t so hot though when we were in trouble.”
“I can’t imagine having two. Mine left when I was four. My mom raised me.” She realized that they came about their expectation to live the ménage lifestyle naturally with having grown up in one.
“That’s tough. I can’t imagine life without either one of them.” He had stopped massaging her feet and had one hand on her lower leg with the other along the back of the couch.
Lana just nodded, at a loss as to what to ask next. Justin didn’t seem to have that problem, though.
“How come you’ve never gotten married? You’re a beautiful woman, Lana.”
“I really haven’t dated much. I was busy with school and then with taking care of Mom. There just wasn’t a lot of time for a social life.”
She picked up her Kindle with the intention of reading and putting an end to the questions. She hadn’t figured that he would get personal. She knew it wasn’t fair when she wanted to know so much more about them.
Justin seemed fine with sitting there while she read for a long time. After about an hour, he patted her leg and stood up, repositioning her feet on the couch.
“I’m going to grab something to drink. Do you want a Diet Coke?”
“That would be wonderful, thanks.” She smiled up at him and he returned the smile before walking to the kitchen.
A few seconds later, he returned with a glass of iced tea for himself and a Diet Coke for her.
“Why do you have these here? Neither one of you seems to drink them.”
“For you, sweetheart. We want to have what you like here for when you’re around.”
“Oh.” She wasn’t sure what to say to that.
Justin set his glass on a coaster on the end table and crouched down in front of the couch. He took her drink and located another coaster for it next to his. He took her hands in his and stared into her eyes.
“Lana. You know we are attracted to you. We want to know everything about you we can. Don’t close up on us, hon.” He leaned in and took her lips in a soft kiss.
Lana couldn’t help but respond to him. Her mouth opened and his tongue dove inside to tease and tangle with hers. She slipped her hands into his hair and gave herself over to him with a whimper as he took her higher and higher with just the kiss. Then he was pulling away just enough to run his mouth all along her jaw to nip and suck on her earlobe. It sent shivers down her spine and goose bumps along her arms. She could feel her pussy weeping her juice as Justin continued his roving down her neck.
He licked at her neck then sucked on it, no doubt leaving a mark there before moving over to her shoulder. He nuzzled aside the neck of the V-neck T-shirt she was wearing and bit lightly against her shoulder. Pulling back, he looked deep into her eyes.
“Let me give you pleasure, Lana. I want to show you how much you mean to me. To us. I’ll be careful with you. Please, sweetheart. Let me taste your sweet honey.”
“Oh, God, Justin.
What are you doing to me? I can’t breathe.”
“Shh. Just relax and let me make you feel good. I’ll take real good care of you, Lana.” He moved down her body and slipped his hands beneath her shirt to lightly rasp over her nipples. They were already hard from his kisses, but with the extra stimulation, they began to ache in need for a heavier touch. Justin lifted the cotton material and folded it at her neck. He just stared at her breasts for several seconds before moaning and lowering his mouth to lick at one torrid peak. The sensation of his tongue rasping over the tip sent jolts of electricity through her body.
“God, they’re perfect, Lana.” He palmed them with his large hands then sucked a nipple deep into his mouth.
Lana bowed her back as he sucked more and more of her breast into his mouth. He seemed on a mission to take all he could into the hot, wet cavern before finally backing off to nip at the nipple once more. Then he moved to the other breast and repeated the process while pulling and rolling the abandoned one between his fingers.
It was too much. Lana felt things begin to simmer deep inside of her. If he kept doing what he was doing, she was going to come from him playing with her breasts alone. That shouldn’t happen, should it? He would think she was immature if that happened. She fought it with all her strength, but when he lightly bit and pulled on her nipple, electricity arced across her body, sending her pussy into spasms.
“Ahhh!” She screamed out her climax even as tears spilled down her face with embarrassment.
Justin growled around her nipple before releasing it and sitting back. When he saw her tears he cupped her face with both hands.
“Shh, what’s wrong, sweetheart? Did I hurt you? God, baby. What’s wrong?”
“I–I couldn’t stop it. I’m sorry.” She turned her face from him, sure that she would see disgust in his face.
“Oh, honey. Don’t apologize for that. It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. You’re so responsive, hon. I love it.” He kissed her cheeks and thumbed away the tears there.
“You’re not disappointed with me?”
“Hell, no. That was wonderful, but I’m not through with you yet.” He kissed her again then grinned and began kissing his way down her chest and abdomen, making sure to skirt the tiny cuts there, to the waistband of her shorts.
Lana moaned as his mouth caressed her pelvis. When he began pulling down her shorts, she panicked. Her shorts were wet from her arousal. What would he think of her? He growled when she grabbed his hands to stop him.
“Move your hands, sweetheart. I’ve got to taste your sweet honey. I can smell you and it’s driving me crazy.”
She lifted them and sighed when he pulled her shorts from her body. Justin moved one leg out and over his shoulder so that he could access her wet center. His warm breath across he pussy lips made her jerk with anticipation of more. Surely he would drive her insane if he touched her there. She was already panting with expectation as his mouth hovered mere inches from her most intimate of places.
The second his mouth kissed her there, Lana felt as if every nerve ending in her body quivered at one time. She cried out in frustration when he didn’t immediately consume her.
Chapter Twelve
“Easy, Lana. I’ll take care of you. I’ll make you feel so good. Shh, hon.”
He breathed in her scent. It went straight to his head as he held her still with one hand above her mons since her abdomen had cuts across it. Leaning in once again, he licked her sweet slit up to her clit then circled the little bud that had protruded from its hood. Her soft whimpers and quick jerks let him know that she was already on her way to the bliss he wanted to give her.
He spread her pussy lips and lapped at the cream-slicked folds before stabbing delicately into her cunt. The more he plunged into her tight sheath, the more he wanted to bury his cock there. She was hot and wet and tight. He entered her with one finger, and her inner muscles grabbed at him as if wanting to keep him there. He added a second finger and marveled at how snug she was. His cock twitched at the promise of all of her wet, feminine heat surrounding it soon.
He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her several times before curving them and locating her hot spot. She jerked and moaned with each stroke over the spongy tissue. He leaned in and licked her once again in an effort to gain more of her juices.
“Justin! I can’t take it. It’s too much.”
“Yes you can, sweetheart. Let go and feel how good it can be.”
She groaned when he thrust his fingers back inside of her pussy and stroked her G-spot over and over until she was undulating in an effort to capture more of the intoxicating sensation he was giving her. He knew she was close by the way her breathing had increased. He sucked in her clit and nibbled at it until she screamed his name as her leg hooked around his neck and held him against her pulsing folds.
Justin lapped up her cream until she slowly relaxed then collapsed back against the couch. He extracted himself from her leggy embrace and returned to the top of the couch to take her mouth in another kiss, sharing her essence with her.
“That was beautiful, Lana. You’re so passionate. I love hearing my name on your lips.”
“I’ve never…Oh, God. It was wonderful.” Her eyes flew open and panic filled them. “What about Paul? Won’t he be angry?”
“No, baby. He’ll just be jealous that he wasn’t here to at least watch. We want to share you between us. Sometimes together and sometimes separately. You have nothing to worry about.”
She smiled shyly at him before reaching up with one hand and caressing his cheek. It was a soft touch that only made him harder because it was freely given. He took her hand and kissed the palm before standing up and retrieving her discarded shorts.
“I’ll run and get you another pair. These would be uncomfortable as wet as they are.” He chuckled at her quick blush.
When he returned it was to find her standing on one leg by the couch waiting on him. He quickly pulled her shorts up and settled her back on the couch with her Kindle. After kissing her forehead, he left her there to start lunch. He wasn’t a good cook like Paul, but he was able to manage a few things. He decided on sandwiches for lunch since they would be essentially foolproof. Plus, he didn’t want to waste any time he had with her in the kitchen.
Justin had to adjust his cock in order to stand at the bar making the sandwiches so it wouldn’t poke out against the unforgiving wood. He knew it was too soon after Lana’s attack, but he couldn’t wait for when they could take her between them. She was so responsive and beautiful in her passion. He couldn’t wait to tell Paul about it. As soon as he got her settled in the office, he planned to call his brother and share the experience.
He had already decided to let her work in the office some as long as she swore she wouldn’t stand on her leg any. It would help her keep her mind off of what had happened and make her feel useful at the same time. He could see the struggle in her expressive face on how to handle working for them while they courted her at the same time. She fancied herself planning to keep them at arm’s length. That was part of the reason he had pleasured her earlier, to get that notion out of her head. The other reason was pure selfishness. He had to taste her.
When he finished the sandwiches and had the chips out for her to choose from, Justin returned to the living room and carried her to the table. They talked about mundane things like the extreme heat and lack of rain. He told her a little more about growing up in Riverbend. She seemed fascinated by his stories about him and Paul.
After cleaning up, Justin carried her to the office off of the living room and helped her start on the paperwork. She caught on quickly and soon he was able to slip out while she worked. He called Paul from the kitchen. His brother answered on the second ring.
“Hey, is she doing okay?”
“She’s fine, bro. Everything working out okay at the site?”
“No problem so far. Looks like we’re going to be right on time. Just wish this heat would let up some.�
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Justin could imagine how hard it was working out in it. He was usually there right along with Paul.
“Keep hydrated. Don’t need you passing out with heat stroke. Did you get both coolers full of water?”
“I got them. We’re all doing fine. What’s going on there?”
“Lana’s working in the office. I figure it will help keep her mind off of the attack.”
“Good idea. I hate for her to work when she should be resting, though.”
“I’ll make sure she takes a nap before you get home. What time do you plan to make it?”
Paul hesitated for a brief second. “It’s probably going to be a little late. I want to finish up with the trench digger today so we can return it to the rental place tonight. No use wasting a day’s rent on it for nothing.”
“I agree. I’ll plan for a late dinner. What about seven?”
“Sounds good. I should be there by six and be able to get showered in time.” Paul’s voice grew quieter. “How is she responding to you?”
“Much better than before. I got her to relax enough that I could taste her sweet pussy and make her come.”
“Fuck! I wish I had been there for that. How does she taste?” Paul’s voice had gone deeper.
“Like liquid gold. She’s so fucking responsive, Paul. You’re going to love the sounds she makes when she’s all riled up. I nearly came in my jeans just hearing her scream out my name.”
“I can’t wait to get home now. I’m going to eat her up for dessert.”
Justin grinned. “I’ll make sure she’s ready for you. I better go and check on her. I’ll see you tonight.”
He pushed off before shoving the phone back on his belt in the holder. Then he headed back to the office to check on his little Lana.
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Lana didn’t bother to look up when Justin walked back in after having disappeared earlier. She was too busy sorting papers into piles. She was almost finished with that part and planned to conquer filing them the next day. First she had to determine their filing system–or lack of one. The opened drawers and half-shoved-in papers didn’t give her much hope on that front.