FeelingtheBuzz

by Shelley Munro

  “Stay. We won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. I promise.” His assurances seemed to soothe her apprehension. Wooing both Sebastian and Jen might take a little juggling, but he was up to the challenge. Even if it had taken him ages to work it out. “Can I kiss you?”

  “Not something I’d ever thought I’d hear my boss say.”

  “I’m not your boss now.” The slot of lover was up for grabs.

  She gave a breathless laugh. “It’s going to take me time to remember.”

  “Let me give you something to help you,” he murmured and claimed her lips before she had a chance to reply. Her scent and taste filled his senses, the bite of her fingers on his biceps letting him know this wasn’t merely a pleasant dream. Giving in to temptation he let his hands wander, swallowing her gasp when he cupped one breast. It was full and soft, her nipple hardening rapidly at his touch. He slid the fabric back and forth across the taut peak, taking his time while he deepened the kiss. The journey into arousal wasn’t as fast as it had been with Seb. Instead it was different. Slow. Tender. He lifted his mouth and trailed it across her jaw. He nuzzled her neck, took in the way she leaned to give him better access and contentment settled on him.

  “I want to taste you. Will you let me?” Asking permission seemed the thing to do, because he didn’t want to take anything for granted at this early stage.

  She hesitated, and he wished he could see her better in the dark.

  “Jen?”

  “Yes?”

  “Will you let me take off your nightie?”

  “Yes.”

  He didn’t give her an opportunity to change her mind. He fumbled for the hem of her nightie and drew it up toward her head. She helped him, shifting her body weight. His fingers walked along the band of her panties. Her skin was smooth, making him wonder if she were that soft everywhere.

  “Can I take your panties off too?”

  “Depends. What do you want to do to me?” she whispered, her breath warm against his neck.

  Simple. “Everything. I’ll settle for touching and tasting.”

  He half expected an argument, but Jen wriggled out of her panties and settled back against him. Yeah, she was yielding and fragrant everywhere.

  His mouth wandered down her neck again. He licked her collarbone and nibbled a little, smiling at her eep of shock. He took his time, enjoying her sighs and the way she gradually relaxed, enjoying the low-level buzz of pleasure sliding through his own body. He licked across the curve of one breast and worried the nipple with his tongue.

  “Wayne,” she whispered and she clutched him to her breast, drawing him closer and giving a low cry of pleasure when he sucked strongly. Beside them Sebastian stirred but didn’t wake. Jen froze again, as if she’d suddenly realized it wasn’t just the two of them.

  “Steady,” he soothed. Time to give her something else to think about. He traveled down her body, touching and licking his way down her torso. He slipped lower in the bed, parted her legs and inserted himself into the space he’d created. His tongue lapped along the crease from hip to upper thigh, the scent of her arousal washing over him.

  “Wayne, I don’t think—”

  “Don’t think,” he whispered and settled in to feast. Her flavor exploded on his tongue, tart and fragrant. He took his time exploring, learning what she liked most. It was easy to tell because her fingers had slipped into his hair, and they tightened every time he licked closer to her clit. Flickers of his tongue drew throaty moans from her and direct stimulation made her tremble. Unable to resist, he pushed one finger inside her, the moist heat making him wish it was his cock instead. Shortly, he promised himself. When she was comfortable with them, with this situation.

  Yeah, soon.

  Jen gasped when he curved his finger. Ah, reading his stepsister’s magazines hadn’t been a waste of time. He circled her swollen clit with his tongue and continued his internal stimulation, listening for each catch of Jen’s breath. Another lick. A moan escaped her, and then she was flying, her pussy clenching his finger with each hard spasm.

  Wayne let her ride out the climax before moving up the bed again. He kissed her tenderly and drew her into his arms. “Can you sleep now?”

  “I think so. What about you?” She sounded dazed, which filled him with smugness.

  “Don’t worry about me. Go to sleep.”

  Gradually she relaxed in his arms, and he let his thoughts drift, more content than he’d been for a long time. Not even his hard-on and tight balls put a dent in his satisfaction.

  Sebastian wasn’t sure how it had happened but waking up in bed with both Jen and Wayne started his day with a bang.

  He leaned closer and whispered in Jen’s ear. “You awake?”

  “Leave her to sleep,” Wayne said. “Let’s talk in the kitchen.”

  Sebastian’s gut bucked at the tone of Wayne’s voice. If he’d changed his mind… “It’s almost time for the alarm clock to go off anyway.”

  A few minutes later, Sebastian padded into the kitchen and started the coffee. “What’s up?” he asked when Wayne joined him.

  Instead of grabbing a seat as he normally did, Wayne kept walking until he reached Sebastian. Gripping Sebastian’s shoulders, Wayne drew him close enough for a kiss. Their lips met and stayed in contact until Sebastian desperately needed air. He drew back, his lips still tingling from the contact.

  “Good morning,” Wayne said.

  “Morning. I thought—never mind. What did you want to talk about?”

  “It’s going to take a while for us to work out the logistics of both being with Jen. I don’t think she’s ready for both of us at the same time yet. We have lots of time. I suggest that whenever the opportunity arises for either of us, we make a move on Jen. Make love to her. Kiss her. Between us we need to woo her around to the idea of both of us.”

  Sebastian nodded, seeing the sense in Wayne’s suggestion. “Do we give each other the opportunity to be alone with Jen?”

  “Yeah, I think so. I’m going to be away all weekend. Grandma’s ninetieth birthday,” Wayne said.

  An entire weekend with Jen. Sounded like a plan to him.

  When Jen woke the house was silent. She stretched and climbed out of Wayne’s big bed. A flush heated her cheeks when she recalled the previous night, the pleasure Wayne had given her without expecting anything in return. Not the norm for most men.

  She took the time to remake the bed before leaving the room. A quick shower later, and she walked into the kitchen. Only the lingering scent of toast and the warm coffee pot told of the men’s earlier presence.

  On the counter, she found a brief note. If she needed help to move more stuff to let them know and they’d help her out after they finished work at six.

  “Fine,” she muttered. “But how am I meant to get into town without a car?”

  In the end she rang Gaby for a lift to her house.

  “So are you with Sebastian and Wayne now?” Gaby asked when Jen climbed into the passenger seat.

  Jen shrugged. “Early days.”

  “I’ll bring you those toys later tonight. Will you be at your house or with Wayne and Sebastian?”

  “Here,” Jen said. “There’s a lot to do before settlement date.”

  “You should definitely have a garage sale.”

  “Most sales take place at the weekend. There isn’t time to organize one.”

  “The nights are longer with daylight saving. Have a sale tomorrow night. Your house is in the center of town and there’s a lot of traffic going past. Ask Ivy at the cafe to put up a sign and pass the word around. I’ll tell everyone I see, and you should manage to get a decent crowd.”

  “It would save packing everything,” Jen mused.

  “Done deal then. I’m sure I can round up some help for tonight.”

  Jen gave a decisive nod. “Good idea.”

  During the next few days Jen scrubbed and cleaned and packed and scrubbed some more. Her helpers arrived at all hours of the day and
early evening to give her a hand, the garage sale going even better than she’d imagined. Money for textbooks—sorted.

  On Friday morning, she packed the last of her possessions in her car and locked the door on twenty-five years of memories.

  Time for a new life.

  No one was home when she pulled up into the driveway of her new home. A flicker of disappointment darted through her, pushed aside rapidly by a snort of disgust at herself.

  There was no need to rush any more than they had already.

  About an hour later a car pulled into the driveway. A clatter of boots on the floor, followed by the noiseless steps of a man with a jaunty whistle approached the kitchen.

  “Hey, Jen.” Wayne snagged her in a gentle but determined manner and drew her close. His lips covered hers before she could even say hello. His brown eyes glowed with mischief when he lifted his head. “Fancy a quickie?”

  “Jeez, if that’s your best pick-up line it’s no wonder you’re still single,” Sebastian said, appearing behind them.

  “Ah, but I’m not single anymore,” Wayne said smoothly. “I have both of you to contend with.”

  “You need two of us to keep you honest,” Jen said.

  “Hah! She knows you well,” Sebastian said.

  “Hell, look at the time,” Wayne said. “I have to leave in an hour. Come and have a shower with me.” He stretched out his hand and smiled at her. “We can have a little nookie.”

  “I do need a shower.” Jen hesitated and glanced at Sebastian in clear doubt. Navigating the waters with one man was bad enough, but two added extra pressure. She’d never really thought about that aspect before and didn’t know how Gaby managed her two men so adroitly. As she watched, longing crept into Sebastian’s face. She started to say no but a quick glance at Wayne changed her mind. Right now she had to choose one of them.

  What was the worst that could happen?

  She’d have to move out and find new digs. Yeah, like that would be a barrel of fun. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. “I—”

  “Go and shower with Wayne,” Sebastian said, retrieving a can of beer from the fridge. “He’s going to be away for most of the weekend.”

  “Yeah, Sebastian will have you all to himself until Sunday evening,” Wayne said, putting on a pitiful look.

  A laugh exploded from Jen, her unease dissipating. She took his hand and allowed him to tug her down the passage and into the bathroom.

  “Let me undress you. I want to see everything I couldn’t see last night.”

  Rock music with a punchy beat burst to life in the kitchen, distracting her for an instant.

  “Don’t be shy.” Wayne tugged at the scrunchie holding her hair back in a ponytail. Her curls sprang loose and he ran his fingers through the long strands, taking care not to yank her hair. “I can’t wait to see you riding my cock, your hair loose and your breasts bouncing up and down.”

  A tremor sped down her body at the vision he’d pushed into her mind. Wild, uninhibited sex. That wasn’t her. Yet last night…

  “In the interests of speed why don’t we undress ourselves?” Jen whipped her sleeveless shirt over her head and reached behind to unfasten her bra. Her shorts slid over her hips and down her legs with a slight shimmy leaving her dressed only in pale pink panties. A good, lacy pair. Oh yeah. Seemed she was right with the program.

  Wayne ripped his gaze off her and started to disrobe. Clothes flew in all directions and seconds later he was naked, his cock at full erection.

  Jen switched the water on, grabbed a towel and placed it on the tiled floor. With urgent hands, she angled Wayne’s back under the water and dropped to her knees, using the towel as a pad. “How about I give you something to think about during the weekend?” And grinning up at him, she took his cock into her mouth.

  Sebastian listened to the water go on and tried not to think about what the two were doing in there. A burning sensation in his chest hinted at the green-eye monster trying to claw its way out. He tamped it down in the knowledge that any sort of jealousy would tear them apart before they even started if he let it. Today he’d actually looked forward to coming home. Hell, make that all week. Even though they’d been dog-tired from racing to finish a kitchen and bathroom installation, and he’d been too exhausted to do more than fall into bed at the end of the day, he’d had Wayne at his side. Without even discussing it they’d fallen into sharing a bed, which made Sebastian happy.

  There was no reason why he couldn’t watch his two favorite people.

  Before he’d even finished the thought he found himself halfway down the passage.

  He knocked on the door. “Can I watch?”

  “Yeah.” Wayne’s voice emerged low and gritty. Strained.

  Not difficult to see why. Jen was on her knees, her mouth full of Wayne’s cock. Sebastian stepped nearer while admiring Jen’s naked form. She bore healthy curves, and he liked that.

  He came to a stop by Jen and placed a hand on her shoulder to let her know he was there. When he glanced down at Wayne’s cock all he could see was Jen’s hair.

  “Want to see?” he asked Wayne. For him, part of the turn-on with oral sex was the visual.

  Wayne nodded. “Please.”

  Sebastian gathered Jen’s hair, enjoying the damp softness of the strands running through his fingers. He held the curls away, his gaze caught by the sight of Jen’s lips curled around Wayne’s cock. “That’s so hot.” He continued to watch the length of Wayne’s cock appear from then disappear back into Jen’s mouth. The faint sounds she made as she licked and sucked on Wayne pushed at his arousal. He could practically feel the tugs and licks on his own cock. But more than that, the visual gave him ideas.

  “Jen, I’m going to come.”

  Sebastian noticed the faint tremors in Wayne, the grimaces as he tried to keep orgasm at bay. Without thinking too hard, Sebastian knelt awkwardly beside Jen, continuing to hold her hair away from her face with one hand. With his other hand he traced his fingers over Wayne’s thigh. “You okay with me touching you?”

  “Won’t last long,” Wayne said through gritted teeth.

  “Isn’t that the idea? You’re on a schedule here.” Sebastian tugged on one of Wayne’s balls. He tugged firmly then rubbed the smooth skin of Wayne’s perineum.

  “Holy shit,” Wayne muttered, a hard jolt going through him when Sebastian repeated the move.

  Beside him Jen made a garbled sound that could have meant anything. Another tremor struck Wayne, and he let out a pained moan. Sebastian watched Jen’s throat work in a series of swallows before she pulled away. A droplet of cum glistened on the corner of her mouth. Sebastian leaned closer and licked it off.

  Wayne groaned, and both Sebastian and Jen glanced up at him.

  “What?” Jen asked.

  “That was damn hot. Having both of you at my feet.”

  Sebastian snorted at Wayne’s smug tone.

  “Don’t you worry, Wayne Garrett,” Jen said. “You’ll have your turn down on your knees.”

  Sebastian met Wayne’s gaze, heat firing along every single nerve ending in his body. “Would you let me suck you off?”

  “In a heartbeat,” Wayne said. “Having you touch me like that…you should both experience how that feels. Damn, I wish I didn’t have to go away this weekend. I just want time alone with both of you to try everything.”

  “Everything?” Sebastian asked cautiously. Although he wanted to touch Wayne and kiss him, he didn’t know if he was ready for—no! Hell, he’d done anal with a couple of his girlfriends in the past. One of them had loved it and told him exactly what to do, so it wasn’t as if he didn’t know what the hell he was doing. “You done anal before?”

  “No,” said Jen.

  “Yes,” said Wayne at the same time.

  “Does it hurt?” Jen asked.

  “No idea,” Wayne said, and he ducked under the water, pumping a handful of shower gel into his hand at the same time.

  “I don’t know either,” Seba
stian said.

  They all stared at each other with Wayne’s chuckle breaking the silence between them.

  “Sounds as if we have some interesting times in store for us,” Wayne said, winking at Sebastian.

  Sebastian helped Jen to her feet and shunted her under the water with Wayne. He watched Wayne reach out and embrace Jen with one hand. His fingers curled around one of her breasts, his fingers dark against her pale skin. He searched for jealousy within and found nothing this time.

  “You want a sandwich or something to eat before you go?”

  “Do we still have ham?” Wayne turned his gaze on him. It was hot and heady being the recipient of his look and the low level of arousal in Sebastian kicked a notch higher. Unable to resist, he leaned in and snatched a kiss from Wayne. Hard. Quick. Different.

  When Sebastian pulled back he could see the reaction in Wayne, the swift flare of need, and it warmed him. “Later,” he mouthed, and with a wink at Jen he went to make a couple of sandwiches.

  Lucky he’d followed his impulse to go to the bathroom and watch. Anticipation simmered through him, part of him impatient for the weeks to come. Still, he had this weekend and nothing but free time to explore all sorts of things with Jen.

  Good times.

  Chapter Seven

  Wayne left after kissing them both. Jen didn’t feel dirty or sluttish or even selfish for taking two men off the market. Instead she felt lucky. Happy.

  She cuddled into Sebastian’s side and waved as Wayne drove off.

  “What would you like to do? Fancy a couple of drinks at The Thirsty Cricket? I saw Liam earlier today, and he said they were heading to the pub for dinner. There’s a live band tonight.”

  “Sounds good. I might even corner Gaby and ask nosy questions. She’ll know if it hurts.”

  “I suppose I could ask Liam,” Sebastian said, but his tone was doubtful.

  Jen pictured the possible scenarios and the way that conversation could go. “Maybe you should let me do the asking.”

  “Yeah, but it’s probably different for guys.”

  “Go shower,” Jen said. “We might as well have dinner there too.” She turned away, then said over her shoulder, “You might even be able to persuade me to wear my vibrator. I don’t mind you having the control.” A grin formed at his groan, and she made sure she twitched her butt until she’d disappeared from his sight.