Pound (Powertools: The Original Crew Returns Book 4)

by Jayne Rylon

  “James needs this bad.” Dave looked around the room then smiled. “So I guess we’ll have to sacrifice and distract him from his worries. I’m pretty sure he can’t be a bundle of nerves with all of us focused on trying to relax him.”

  “I don’t want this to be about me.” James was tired of everyone looking at him, wondering if he was cracking up or what he would do next. For one night he wanted to be normal again, simply part of the crew, working with them toward a goal. In this case, a sexy one. “Let’s make it a ladies’ night.”

  “I’m always down for that.” Mike cracked his knuckles.

  “Devon’s been taking on so much for the crew.” James was more impressed by her than ever and he was afraid that his own struggles had meant he hadn’t recognized her achievements enough. “Let’s show her how much we appreciate her.”

  “You really have been our MVP lately,” Mike agreed. “Shouldering two new projects, helping Kayla with Bare Natural 2, and wrapping things up at the original resort after the fire. Taking charge of our new office space build-out and teaming up with James to keep us all in line as we start off on this new road. You’re amazing and we’re so lucky you’re a Powertool.”

  “Thank you for saying so.” Devon patted James’s abs, then slung her arms around Mike’s neck before she went on her tiptoes to kiss him sweetly. “But I’m doing this for me, mostly. Let’s admit it. We all got comfortable. Things were the same, and great, for so long. It’s nice to stretch my wings and show you guys who’s really boss.”

  “Well, I’m always in for that.” James perked up. “Go ahead, take charge. What do you want from me? From us?”

  “I mean, I’m not greedy. If it’s good enough for the rest of the ladies, it’s good enough for me. Besides, you know I like watching them enjoy themselves too. Start with them and work my way.” Devon sighed as she looked over Kate, whose hand rested low on her still mostly flat belly, then to Morgan, and finally to her best friend, Kayla.

  The past few months had been rough for the women, who’d had their own share of rocky roads to navigate while Kayla grieved for the loss of her original resort in a forest fire and finally accepted Devon’s help in reimagining it, even better than before. James knew some of those potholes between them had really jarred Devon, knocking her off kilter. Maybe he could repair whatever lingering misalignment remained.

  “I think while we’re busy doing that, you and Kayla should amuse each other.” James took Kayla’s hand from his shoulder and led her to his wife. He pressed it to Devon’s cheek, his hand bracketing hers as he dragged it down Devon’s neck and collarbone then to her breast.

  Both Kayla and Devon sighed.

  “This is a great plan.” Dave nodded so hard his head was in danger of popping off. He loved watching his wife with Devon, and James couldn’t say he minded either. They were so fluid, not exactly gentle but always full of finesse. Watching them was like watching the dirtiest dance he could imagine.

  His cock immediately responded, twitching in his pants.

  Devon shrugged one shoulder, but James read the relief in her gaze when Kayla leaned in and kissed her, her tongue flickering along Devon’s lower lip. She whispered, “They’re right, you know? You are incredible. I’m sorry I was too wrapped up in my own drama to tell you so when you were saving my ass. Let me make it up to you.”

  “There’s nothing to forgive.” Devon was amazing, because she really meant it. She would do anything for those she loved.

  “Oh yeah, there is,” Mike rumbled. “I’m sure of it. Lots to say sorry for. Go ahead. Grovel.”

  Kate snorted, then tapped her husband in his honed gut with the back of her hand. “I’m glad you have someone who will indulge your girl-on-girl fantasies.”

  “Now all we need is a pillow fight and every one of my teenaged dreams would be realized.” Mike never took his eyes off Devon and Kayla, who were inching closer, fully making out.

  Devon paused devouring Kayla only long enough to tease them. “Put some of those boners to good use, boys. My friends are waiting and I’m going to be horny as fuck by the time you get to me. You better not disappoint me and come too soon.”

  “It doesn’t exactly help our stamina when you two are being so sexy.” Joe didn’t try to stop them as he began to strip.

  James joined in the flurry of disrobing, flinging his clothes who knew where as he bared himself to the crew and took them in while he was at it. Damn, he was going to have to start exercising if he wasn’t working a job site every day. No way was he going to be the only one of them to slack when the rest were covered in thick muscle and contoured bodies. The women were equally as stunning, each of them unique and beautiful in their own ways. None was as compact or almost boyish as Devon. Kate and Morgan fell somewhere in between her and Kayla, who was the tallest and statuesque.

  Kate raised her hand somewhat shyly. “Can I be first?”

  “Yeah?” Mike whipped his head to her and grinned. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to be up for this. I know last time you were pregnant…”

  “Maybe at some point I’ll be overwhelmed again, but for now I think these hormones are having the opposite effect. I swear I could come just from looking at you guys.” She raked her gaze over her husband, Joe, Dave, and Neil. When she got to James it was clear she was hungry for a lot more than his meatloaf.

  “Go.” Devon smacked James’s ass, then returned to Kayla, who apparently made one hell of an appetizer. James looked over his shoulder at the women, who were stripping each other as they ground together, before crossing to Kate.

  “I have a feeling I’m the one who’s going to lose it quickly this time.” She blushed. “Don’t laugh too hard if I do, okay?”

  “That’s not the reaction I’m likely to have to you exploding around us.” Mike kissed her temple then guided her to the floor. Most of it was covered with the world’s largest mattress they’d rigged up by sewing a few together then covering the bed in a frankensteined futon cover or five. The entirely thing was mounded with pillows and cushions.

  It was great for movie nights, and party nights too.

  By the time Kate was on her back, the five men surrounded her, sinking to their knees. Mike walked her soft pajama pants down her shapely legs before getting rid of the matching top. Her nipples were already rock hard so James didn’t hesitate. He leaned in and covered one with his lips, Neil mirroring him on Kate’s opposite side. Together they licked and suckled, knowing how sensitive she was ordinarily and how that went double right then.

  He didn’t have to worry he wasn’t useful then because she plunged her fingers into his hair and trapped his face tight to her breast, moaning and arching her back to feed him more of herself.

  Mike ran his hands down her belly lovingly as he directed Dave between her legs. “I think you’d better do the honors for me. If we’re going to make it through all four of our ladies, I want to last. Besides, you heard the lady, she’s horny as hell and you’ve got the biggest dick.”

  Kate nibbled on her lower lip and spread her legs to accommodate Dave’s bulk.

  “Honestly, I need to.” Dave kissed Kate, smooshing James and Neil tighter to her with his chest before glancing over at the spot where Kayla and Devon had sunk to the mattress nearby and were stretching out, rocking as they fit themselves together from head to toe. “My balls ache watching them. I have to fuck.”

  9

  Kate nodded and reached for his hip, pulling him tight to her core.

  Meanwhile, Mike slid behind James and took over where Dave had left off, slipping his tongue into Kate’s mouth. If his rock-hard cock rode the furrow of James’s ass as they both attended to her, neither of them minded the bonus.

  James must have groaned because Neil looked up and winked, encouraging him to take as much pleasure as he could from the crew. Every place they touched was a promise that he belonged and that they would take care of him. That he had a purpose, even if he wasn’t sure about where to go next.

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bsp; Joe fit in beside Neil, his arm going around Neil’s waist, anchoring them together as he craned his neck for a taste of Kate. He dragged the tip of his tongue around her mound, accustoming her to his touch before he settled his lips around her clit and began to suck lightly.

  Kate moaned into Mike’s mouth. Her hips lifted off the floor. Dave took the opportunity to feed her a finger and then a second, making sure she was ready for his impressive cock. He murmured, “Damn, she’s soaked.”

  When she began to tremble beneath them, James realized she hadn’t been exaggerating about how much she craved them. She was on the edge. Simply being at the center of the crew, she was already primed and ready to come apart for them. He ran his hands from her shoulder down her arm, hoping to soothe her, but it seemed his touches and those of the rest of the men only inflamed her further.

  “Dave, hurry.” Her plea was garbled around Mike’s kisses, but they understood what she wanted.

  Joe put his hands on her mound and spread her for his friend, who notched the fat head of his cock at her opening. James understood full well what that moment of anticipation was like, knowing that Dave’s advance might sting a bit but that his gentle strokes and the pleasure he’d impart with his fucking would take away any initial discomfort quickly.

  Kate’s ribs stopped moving beneath James’s fingers, and he warned her, “Keep breathing.”

  She nodded a bit then did as Dave slid into her. He had to do it in stages, working into her bit by bit, but by the time Kate held all of him inside her, she was quivering and moaning. Joe only amplified the effects when he resumed wriggling his tongue over her clit.

  Dave began to move, pumping into her with slow, languid glides that filled her completely without being too rough. And before he’d had a chance to really get going, Kate stiffened. “I’m—”

  “We know,” Mike promised her with a kiss on her forehead. He stared into his wife’s eyes as she unraveled around his crewmate and in the arms of his best friends. Her orgasm struck fast and hard, rippling through her whole body. James was a little jealous of her release and the intensity of it, which seemed to drain her.

  When she went limp between them, they backed off, placing lingering kisses on her flushed skin before turning as one for their next very willing target.

  Morgan wiggled her fingers from where she reclined, watching what they’d done to her best friend as well as the show Devon and Kayla were putting on as Devon used the muscles she’d honed on the crew to pin Kayla, who was taller than her but not stronger, to the mattress. Kayla held her own, though, grinding against the thigh Devon planted between her legs, nudging Devon’s mound with her other leg.

  “Damn, how are you so flexible?” Devon groaned and scissored Kayla back. “Maybe I need to start taking Pilates classes at the spa when it’s done. Or practicing yoga with Holden and Sabra like you do.”

  James reached down and stroked his own cock as he thought of what new talents his wife might develop if she followed through on that threat. She was so beautiful while in charge and simultaneously pleasing herself with her friend. He could have watched the two women for the rest of his life and never gotten bored.

  Neil stroked his flank and murmured, “I wonder if this is how she feels when she watches me fuck you.”

  James shuddered. “If you keep talking like that I’m not going to make it to find out.”

  Neil chuckled, then raked his teeth over James’s neck. “I love you too. Now, help me rock Morgan’s world as much as we just did Kate’s.”

  Kate sighed from behind them, her toes flexing as she stretched then curled into a ball, hugging a pillow as she watched the rest of them keep playing. Mike gave her one last tender kiss before she shooed him away. “Go have fun. Come back when you’re ready to snuggle.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” He smiled, then turned, stalking toward the place where Joe had settled on top of his wife and was rubbing along her length, getting her ready for their invasion.

  The men swarmed her, repeating the process, each of them taking some part of her and doing their damnedest to saturate her with pleasure.

  As they ravished Morgan, the moans from Devon and Kayla changed pitch and intensity. James flicked his gaze in their direction in time to see that Devon had swung around and now had her face buried between Kayla’s legs. Kayla was reciprocating, making Devon whimper as they went down on each other.

  Fuck, that was hot. He rubbed himself against Morgan once or twice before pulling his hips back again. He didn’t want to shoot before he was buried inside Devon, locked together in some combination with her and Neil.

  “You guys aren’t going to be able to resist that for long.” Morgan smiled, then beckoned to them. “Someone fuck me so you can join them before they get each other off five or ten times.”

  As she said it, it seemed that Devon tried to prove her right. The women cried out and clung to each other, shuddering in each other’s arms. They loved doing this and seeing how long they could go in a chain of ecstasy that made every one of the guys envious of their ability to orgasm so often.

  “Me. It’s got to be me.” Mike grimaced as he stroked his cock. “Shit. Sorry, first watching Kate and now that…”

  “It’s a lot.” Joe smiled at his friend. “Go ahead. Make my wife come. And hurry up.”

  He slapped Mike’s ass and the foreman, for once, did as he was told.

  Mike settled between Morgan’s thighs and fit himself to her. When he tried to introduce himself gradually, she hooked a leg around his waist, then screwed her hips upward until she had captured him fully within her.

  “It gets me too, you know. Seeing you guys with one of us, helping us live our best life.” She glanced over at Kayla and Devon, who rolled, taking turns on top of one another as they brought each other up again.

  “Good,” Joe told her before kissing the shit out of her. “Because I want you to feel it. This overwhelming desire and the need to let go, to trust the rest of us to catch you. Because we will.”

  “I know,” she whispered before closing her eyes and surrendering to the caresses of ten hands gliding across her skin, Mike’s cock deep within her, and the glancing contact from the rest of their hard-ons as they licked, nipped, and caressed her.

  James kissed a path down her soft stomach, loving how different it was from the other crewmembers’ forms. He rubbed his cheek against her before drawing a long line from Mike’s torso, down the base of his cock and then across Morgan’s pussy. As Mike fucked, James sucked, flicked, and nuzzled the junction of their bodies.

  Both of them seemed to approve. Morgan’s cries escalated and the muscles in her quads gathered as she neared her peak.

  “Fuck, she’s so tight. She’s going to come.” None of the other guys needed Mike’s heads-up. Morgan’s body communicated everything they needed to know, encouraging them to increase the intensity of their attention on her. “Neil, I need you to get in here. I won’t be able to resist after fucking her.”

  “Don’t stop!” Morgan reached for Mike, but he withdrew. Neil was there in an instant, his cock replacing Mike’s as the foreman tapped out.

  And though Neil cursed at the ceiling, his eyes clenched shut, he didn’t go over the edge when Morgan fell, her pussy attempting to wring him dry.

  Mike wiped sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. “That was close.”

  Morgan whipped her head back and forth as she came all over Neil and in the embrace of the rest of the crew. When they’d eased her down gently, they turned to Kayla and Devon like a pack of ravenous wolves.

  “Kayla’s next? You’re sure?” Mike asked the women.

  “I’m too turned on to wait.” Devon fished around behind her, her hand landing on James’s knee.

  “Me too. We can share. There are enough cocks for us both. Come on. Someone fuck us.” Kayla didn’t have to ask twice. Dave angled onto his side behind her and rocked, his cock seeking entrance before she’d hardly finished her request. Kayla seemed fine with that
, eager to get back to licking Devon’s pussy. The two women rested on their sides, so Dave and James helped, holding their top knees up to make more room for them all.

  Devon tugged on James and he went where she directed, aligning so that he was plastered to her back, his cock tucked between her legs and his face inches from the place where she was still thrilling Kayla. Dave’s cock began to sink inside the other woman’s pussy. He loved watching it spread the other woman from so close up. It reminded him of the weekend he and James had spent in her cabin with Dave, snowed in, at the beginning of their relationship.

  Neil reached between James’s legs from behind and steered James’s cock to their wife while his own hands were too occupied by holding her knee and bracing himself to do it himself. “Go on, James. Give her what she’s asking for.”

  “And you?” James asked, licking his lips. He’d be happy to suck Neil as he fucked their wife. He was plenty capable of doing two things at once.

  “Not tonight.” Neil rubbed his thumb over James’s mouth and smiled. “I want to be inside you. For us all to be united. For you to know that your place is here, with us. And none of this other shit freaking you out changes that. Understand?”

  James nodded even as he looked past Devon and Kayla and Dave to Mike, who was doing the same. He and Joe knelt, Mike near James’s head and Joe behind Dave. Their fists pumped their cocks in time to the bobbing of Devon and Kayla’s heads.

  Kate and Morgan edged closer, running their hands over their husband’s backs and asses and whatever else they could reach. They urged them on, telling them how sexy they were and how they’d earned their releases. Morgan egged Joe on. “I’ve got some lube right here. Maybe you should fuck Dave so that he explodes. You know how turned on he gets when he watches Kayla and Devon together.”

  “Yes. Yes.” Kayla wasn’t capable of more than chanting against Devon’s slick flesh.