Sebastian cleared his throat. “Shit, I wasn’t thinking. Of course you wouldn’t.”
Instead of commenting further, she ran her finger back and forth. Some of the tension left Sebastian until she pushed her finger into him. He froze again.
“Don’t tense up. I just want to make you feel good.”
“You haven’t got anything up your ass.”
“Jeez, it’s just a fingertip. You probably figure you’re gonna fuck my ass at some stage. Makes sense since there are two of you. You and Wayne have kissed. You intend to do more. Right?”
“Maybe.”
“Then don’t be such a baby.” She pushed her finger deeper and slid it back out. When he didn’t protest she repeated the move, massaging inside him. He thrust into her again, his cock harder and larger than before. His strokes became erratic, his breaths noisy. She could feel his racing pulse and gloried in the knowledge she was doing that to him. She held his pleasure in her hands, and being with Sebastian, with Wayne, it felt so right. Perfect. She moved her finger around, searching. His body twitched without warning. He groaned. Ah, there. She’d found the right spot.
“Jen.” He shuddered when she moved her finger back and forth. His hips jerked, and he did two rapid strokes before freezing in place. He stayed right where he was until Jen removed her finger and stirred.
“Too heavy.”
“Sorry.” Another groan slipped from him as he lifted off her and dealt with the condom. “Damn, the bloody thing broke.”
“You’d better make a note of the batch number for Gaby. She’ll want to know.”
“The condom broke,” Sebastian repeated.
Jen yawned. “No problem. I’m on the Pill.”
“Oh. Good,” he said finally. “Come and have a shower with me.” He waggled his ass and looked over his shoulder to wink at her. “We have one of those waterproof duck things.”
“Another of Gaby’s vibrators?”
“Yeah. You interested?”
“You and Wayne are full of surprises,” she said, taking his hand. Somehow it didn’t seem to matter that they were naked.
“Stick around, Jen. You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Chapter Eight
It was silly to be nervous about going to school. Sebastian had kept her mind off her first day by keeping her busy for all of Saturday. Now it was Sunday and school loomed like UFOs on the Sloan horizon.
Sebastian buzzed a kiss across her cheek. “What’s up?”
“I’m apprehensive about school tomorrow. All the kids are so much younger.”
“You’ll be fine.” Sebastian handed her a cup of coffee. “All you need to do is keep your head down and hand in your assignments. You don’t need to worry about boy-girl stuff because—newsflash—you’re taken.”
“You make it sound easy.” She remembered her school days, even if she had left early to look after her mother. “All the cliques. Navigating them is hard. Scary.”
“Don’t forget the kids in your class are new to this too.”
“But they know each other.”
“Honestly, Jen. You get on well with everyone. You won’t have any problems.”
Easy for him to say. “It’s closer to lunch time than breakfast. Should I make a bacon and egg pie?”
“Wayne has a sweet tooth. Why don’t we make some cookies too?”
“Anything to keep my mind off tomorrow.”
It was fun working with Sebastian in the kitchen. Between snatched kisses and lingering touches, they managed to make the pie and two batches of chocolate chip cookies. They ate outside on the deck and talked about her school courses and Sebastian’s and Wayne’s plans for their business. And they discussed Wayne.
“Do you think Wayne is serious about both of us?” Sebastian asked.
“I think so, but anything could happen.” Jen hesitated before deciding to go with honesty. “Things might not go as smoothly once people in the town learn we’re not sharing a house for convenience. You and I don’t have any close family left, but Wayne does even if they don’t actually live in the town.”
Some of the happiness seeped out of Sebastian, and she wished she’d kept her doubts to herself.
“Do you think Wayne’s family will put pressure on him?”
“Sebastian, once I finish school, I’m going to leave Sloan and go to university. It’s what I’ve always wanted.” She needed to keep things real.
“Yeah, I know. I admire you for going after what you want. Would you like to go for a walk?” Sebastian asked in a rapid change of subject.
“Sure.” Jen stood and took his outstretched hand.
Together they ambled from the deck, taking a path leading down to the Sloan River. The track ran through a stand of native trees, and the leaf litter crunched beneath their sandals. It was cool under the trees, a fresh green scent tickling her nose. A respite from the summer sun.
Maybe moving in with Wayne and Sebastian wasn’t such a good idea. If she were wise she’d tell them she’d move out. She thought about that and rejected the idea immediately, because the last two days spent with Sebastian had been so much fun. The sex was incredible, and the little time she’d spent fooling around with Wayne rated as special too. They’d been friends of sort ever since she’d worked for them—well, acquaintances—and since her leaving party their familiarity had changed for the better. No, she didn’t want to walk away. But she’d walk away the minute she finished at school…
“Want to have a swim?”
Jen’s gaze fastened on Sebastian. “Skinny dipping? What if someone decides to walk down the river path?” Despite her protest, even she caught the note of intrigue hovering in her voice.
“We’ll hear them coming,” Sebastian said. “Besides, all we need to do is keep under the water. They won’t suspect a thing.”
“You don’t think the piles of clothes on the riverbank might give them a clue?” Yet the idea of a swim appealed to her. “I suppose we could hide until they walk past.”
Sebastian chuckled, his hand tightening on hers. She was becoming addicted to his rare smiles and laughs and couldn’t help grinning back at him. In this mood he was irresistible.
“Yes! We could do that. I—” His cell phone started to ring. He glanced at the screen. “It’s Wayne.” He flipped open his phone. “We’re down by the river. Yep. We’re going to have a swim. You coming down? Okay. See you in ten.” He ended the call and shoved the cell phone back in his pocket. “He’s arrived home early and is coming to swim with us.”
“You know you can’t do anything too kinky out here in the open, right?”
Sebastian waggled his brows. “The bits under the water won’t show. Last one in the water is a rotten egg.” Sebastian was half naked before he realized she wasn’t moving. “What’s wrong?”
“I like watching you.”
“You’d better hurry up before I pick you up and dump you in the water, clothes and all.”
She backed up two steps. “You wouldn’t!”
“Try me.” He kicked off his sandals and peeled off his shorts and underwear. Naked, he prowled closer.
“Bully.”
“Or I might just jump you instead.” His eyes gleamed as he took another step toward her.
“I can hear someone coming.”
“It’s probably Wayne.”
“Not unless he’s wearing a bright pink T-shirt.”
Sebastian glanced in the direction she indicated, let out a ripe curse and scuttled toward the river. He kicked a stone, swore again and practically fell into the water. Jen saw a flash of white bottom, and a giggle burst from her.
“Is it cold?”
“I stubbed my toe,” Sebastian said.
Still grinning, Jen started to collect Sebastian’s clothes together.
“Jen, what are you doing here?” Richard Morgan, one of the Fancy Free board members, and his wife Hinekiri came to a halt in front of her.
An arm slid around her shoulders, and she jumped, letting
out a small eek of alarm.
“Steady.”
Some of the adrenaline settled when she recognized the low voice, whispering in her ear.
“We’re about to go skinny dipping,” Wayne said smoothly.
Jen wasn’t sure where to look.
“Those sorts of shenanigans can get a girl in trouble,” Hinekiri said.
“And you would be talking from experience,” Richard said in a gruff voice.
Hinekiri’s unusual violet eyes twinkled with mischief. “Of course. Come, Richard. Let’s leave the youngsters to their naughtiness.” She waggled her fingers in a gesture of goodbye. “Have fun. And tell Sebastian he needs to find a fast flowing piece of water if he expects to hide his nakedness.”
“Hinekiri!” Richard said gruffly, although his eyes glittered with amusement.
“I can’t help it if I have good eyesight.”
“But you don’t have to look. See you later,” Richard said, hustling his wife down the river path.
Jen grinned after the retreating couple. Gaby said the board meetings at Fancy Free were a lot of fun, and Jen could well believe it. The board members were elderly, but they weren’t slow of mind.
“Did you miss me?” Wayne ripped his gaze off the faint mark on Jen’s neck and focused on her mouth instead. His grandmother’s birthday party had come at a bad time. He’d thought about Sebastian and Jen the entire weekend, about what they might be doing. Together. He held his arms out in silent invitation, hoping like hell he wasn’t making a giant mistake. Being away from Sloan had given him too much damn time to think.
But Jen didn’t hesitate. She threw herself at him, and he wrapped his arms around her, some of his angst fading away. Their lips met and instantly, Wayne felt better with the intimate contact. He kissed her lazily, keeping things casual rather than frightening her with the intensity of feelings coursing through him. Her obvious enjoyment pushed away the remnants of his anxiety. They were still okay. He’d let his imagination run away with him.
“Hey! Are you two coming in or not?”
Wayne’s arms tensed before he eased up on the embrace. No jealousy. This was his best friend. Sebastian would rather rip off his right arm than hurt him. But you haven’t wanted the same girl before. And he hadn’t kissed and touched his best friend intimately before either.
“Did you have a good time at the party?” Jen kicked off her sandals and started to undress.
“Sure.” If he didn’t think too hard about all the “When are you going to settle down?” questions. Shoving aside the fruitless thoughts in his head, he stripped off his clothes.
He followed Jen down to the water, taking the time to admire her curvy form. She headed straight to Sebastian, leaping at him and creating a huge splash. Sebastian laughed, the sound light and carefree. Something in Wayne knotted, pulling so tight he struggled to draw breath. They were comfortable together. At ease.
Wayne entered the water, some of his earlier relief fading as he waded closer to the couple.
“Wayne,” Sebastian said. “How is your grandmother? Did she have a good time?”
Wayne dredged up strength he hadn’t known he’d possessed. A smile curved his stiff lips. “We managed to surprise her.”
“We missed you.” Sebastian released Jen and grabbed Wayne. “I want a kiss too.”
Wayne’s mouth dropped open in surprise, and Sebastian took advantage. His tongue slid inside, and he curled a hand around Wayne’s head drawing him closer, taking the kiss into lover territory. A soft body pressed into him from behind, surrounding him in warmth and strength. A hard cock dug into his hip bone while stiff nipples stabbed his back.
“I need you around to help keep Sebastian in line,” Jen whispered.
The tension drained from him. Stupid. He’d let his mind get the better of him. All the well-meaning questions from his family had propelled him into jealousy.
“We’ve been experimenting with Gaby’s sex toys,” Jen said.
The wall he’d managed to re-erect in his mind started to tear apart.
“We decided we’re going to practice everything we’ve learned on you,” Sebastian said. “I hope you’re not too tired after the drive back from Taupo.”
“Should I be worried?”
“Only if you’re frightened of too much pleasure.” Jen’s hand slipped between him and Sebastian and closed around Wayne’s shaft. “We can start now.” She nuzzled his neck. “Give you a taste of what we mean.”
“Let me jerk him off,” Sebastian said. “You can take care of the other stuff.”
“What other stuff?”
Sebastian’s calloused hand replaced Jen’s softer one.
“What other stuff?” Wayne repeated.
“Nothing bad,” Sebastian whispered, seconds before he claimed Wayne’s mouth and put a halt to further conversation.
The cool river water didn’t put a dent in the heat that rocketed through him. A hard mouth kissed him while Sebastian never let up on the hand action. Confident strokes propelled him toward climax, aided by the fact he hadn’t had sex in any shape or form since he’d left home. His eyes drifted closed and every sense intensified. The rush of the water over the stones added a musical accompaniment as did the song of a nearby thrush. The sun shone down on their naked shoulders, a direct contrast to the temperature of the water. Every inch of his skin seemed alive, sensitive to the touch of Sebastian and Jen’s hands. While Sebastian kissed him and continued with the excellent hand action, Jen stroked his balls, tugged them and ran her fingers all over his ass. He started when she ran a finger from his balls up to his asshole.
“Steady,” she whispered in his ear. “We just want to make you feel good.”
Hell. They were sure shooting holes in his jealousy. He couldn’t think, couldn’t put his stray thoughts together when they were touching him like this. The firm tugging on his balls made him realize how quickly they’d propelled him toward climax. He was only a hairsbreadth away from tumbling into white-hot pleasure. Then Jen rubbed his pucker, pushing insistently. Sebastian pulled on his cock. Wayne felt the intrusion of Jen’s finger, foreign but not painful. Excitement burst through him. He moaned against Sebastian’s lips and came, his entire body twitching, caught in a violent maelstrom, his mind blank of everything except the sexual satisfaction.
When he came back to himself, he realized that Jen and Sebastian were the only things holding him afloat. He struggled to find his footing, his body strangely lethargic after his orgasm.
“Think what we could have done if we’d—”
“Had lube!” Sebastian finished Jen’s sentence.
“You two are entirely too pleased with yourselves.”
Sebastian grinned. “If you want to mutter about payback I’m up for that. Anytime.”
“I’m happy to sign up for payback too,” Jen chirped.
Wayne sent them both a disgruntled glare. “Don’t think the pair of you can gang up on me.”
“Why not?” Jen asked.
“It’s working so far,” Sebastian added.
Wayne burst into action without warning. He dunked Sebastian under the water and turned to Jen. “Your turn.”
She let out a girly screech and splashed him with water before ducking under the surface and disappearing from sight.
Half an hour later, exhausted from their play, they waded out of the river and took possession of a sunny spot on a grassy bank.
“I’m feeling incredibly horny,” Jen said. “I wish we’d thought to bring condoms with us.”
Her words surprised a laugh from him. “Is this our shy office assistant talking?”
“You forget. I’m a student now.”
“We can fix your problem without condoms, Jen.” Sebastian arched his brows. “Want to have some fun?”
“Which end do you want?”
Sebastian shook his head. “Both. Why don’t we work in tandem? That way we can kiss each other at the same time.”
“What do you want me to do?�
�� Jen asked. “And isn’t this a little too public for anything like that? It’s bad enough that I’m sitting here butt-naked.”
“We’ll hear anyone coming. I promise,” Wayne said.
“Yeah, as long as you don’t make too much noise,” Sebastian said. “Top end first.”
Wayne followed Sebastian’s directives. His friend seemed a changed man from the one he’d left on Friday night. He’d lost his brittle edge, looking more like a content jungle cat.
“Kiss me?” Sebastian stared at him with open yearning.
It was the same way he looked at Jen, a wealth of need in his pale blue eyes. Pretty eyes, Wayne realized. Long dark lashes surrounded eyes that were currently stormy with passion. Wayne curled a hand around the back of Sebastian’s neck. “Jen, lie flat on your back and part your legs enough to feel the breeze on your pussy. Watch me kiss Sebastian.” Wayne settled into the kiss straightaway with no seductive preliminaries. Instantly a spear of lust struck him, and he felt the tension in his groin as blood lengthened his shaft.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of watching the two of you together,” Jen whispered. “I didn’t realize it would be such a turn on to watch. We should take a movie of us together. I think I’d like that.”
Wayne pulled back, and Sebastian groaned a protest. “Do you like people watching you?”
“Me?” Sebastian asked.
“Question works for both of you.”
“I’ve never thought about it,” Sebastian said.
Jen’s brow puckered. “Giles wanted to film us together, and I wouldn’t let him.”
A growl emerged from Sebastian, and the same protest rumbled in Wayne’s chest. Hell no!
“He would have put it on the web,” Wayne said, certainty twisting his gut. “You sure he didn’t tape you?”
Sebastian frowned. “I wouldn’t put it past him to do something sneaky.”
Jen’s smile died. “I’m sure he didn’t film us. Besides, his pasty white butt would be in the movie too.”
Wayne glanced at Sebastian, and his friend gave a curt nod in return. They’d check it out the next time they saw Giles.
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