12 Months of Temptation: MFM Menage Romance

by Bailey James

  Becks seems to close her eyes briefly. I wonder what she’s thinking.

  We catch up with Hunter and Cooper in the pub. Later Cooper catches me alone. "Beck’s has got it bad for both of you, hasn’t she?"

  “You reckon?”

  “Oh yes, she has had her eyes on both of you all evening, I don’t think she’s ready to admit it yet, but I reckon she could handle you both. I think she is exactly what you need, Landen, just don’t mess it up,” says Cooper.

  It’s then that I realise Logan and I have plans for her this evening, but I really need to speak to her about it, just to make sure she is okay with this. I feel really nervous about doing so. I don’t want the answer to be no, but I need to ask.

  I go and find her and pull her into a private corner of the pub. I just have to get it out before I lose my nerve.

  "Becks, I hope Logan didn't say anything that worries you, or that you feel pressured. I really like what we have, but you know by now that Logan wants in on this too. But I don't want you to feel any pressure to do anything that you don't want, yeah?"

  She turns the question on me, shit.

  "Landen, what do you really want? Be honest with me."

  I look down frowning because I don’t want to mess this up, but I need to be honest about it too. "I’d like Logan to join us, Becks. But that’s up to you, completely up to you, you’re in control, it can just be one session to see how you feel,” I ask trying not to sound so desperate for what I want.

  She smiles at me and pulls me close for a kiss. Close to my lips she simply says, "Tick."

  It takes me a minute to understand what she means. Then I catch on and kiss her passionately, to the point where all the work colleagues are cheering and chanting. Becks comes up flushed from me and the public attention. I pull her into a tight hug. I can’t believe it, she said yes. I look over my shoulder while I’m hugging her and give Logan a look. His face breaks out into the widest grin I’ve ever seen.

  At the end of the evening, everyone begins to leave, and I turn to Becks, with the question that will make or break this evening. "Becks, will you come home with us tonight?”

  Thankfully she nods, and we all jump into a taxi, all a bit merry from alcohol. Which will probably help.

  "So, Becks, you do realise this is a first don't you?" says Logan.

  "A first for what?" she says.

  "Number one rule, don't bring girls back to the house," says Logan looking at me.

  "I thought the number one rule is fuck and go?" she says confused.

  "Logan! You have really gotten me in the shit haven't you." I say looking at Logan annoyed. This woman knows more than either of us realise.

  Logan laughs. “That's another number one rule, yes."

  "So, when did these rules start? And how many number one rules are there?" she says leaning on my shoulder as I rub her leg.

  "They started after we broke up with Carrie. There are a few," Logan says, his eyes pinned to my hand which is rubbing Beck’s leg, getting higher and higher, pulling her skirt up with it.

  She suddenly sits up, pulling her skirt and my hand down a bit.

  "Okay, so, should I get out here? I don't want to be breaking any more rules."

  "Becks, you have already broken most of them,” says Logan, as I nod along.

  We pull into our large driveway, and our large house appears. She looks up at the house but doesn’t really react one way or the other.

  "Logan and I built this, Becks," I say.

  "Really? It's amazing. have you always lived together?" We nod.

  "Always will,” says Logan quietly. I hope she didn’t hear that.

  We walk into the house, and Logan gestures for Becks to sit at the table, and goes to the fridge to grab a beer. He hands me one and then Becks, then rummages in the fridge for food.

  “Shall I stick a pizza in? I'm starving.” Becks and I nod.

  “Do you want a guided tour?” I say trying to get her to relax as much as possible. She doesn’t seem to be worried, but I want to make sure. I’m sure it’s a big deal taking two men.

  She nods and stands, I guide her to the large sitting room with a large tv on the wall, and the walls have a large sofa running around them.

  "Wow, cool room," she says.

  "It is, isn’t it. Do you really like it?” I ask looking at her.

  The fact she likes this room makes me want her all the more, at that moment she’s probably wondering what the fuck she said. I push her up against the wall kissing her passionately, running my hands up and down her body. Logan walks in with pizza and then again with beer. "Here, put her down and let her eat," says Logan.

  "Sorry, I can’t help it,” I say looking at her intensely.

  "I know the feeling,” says Logan adjusting himself. Becks giggles, obviously catching Logan’s cock. Mmmh, tonight is going to be interesting. She sits between us, and we eat some pizza. But my mind is focused entirely on her and her body, and at what time it’s appropriate for fucking.

  "Logan, Becks thinks this is a cool room," I say to Logan knowing he’d get it. Logan looks at her in surprise.

  “Do you?" he asks her.

  "Yes, why are you both looking so shocked about that?" She laughs licking her fingers, and Logan and I both stare at her intensely. Fuck, this woman makes me so fucking hard.

  “It's an amazing space for hanging out," she continues.

  "So, you don't think it's too manly?" says Logan.

  "No, not at all, it welcomes everyone, but would make a really cool space for watching sports and drinking beer too, I like it. Why are you so shocked by my opinion?” she asks, she must have read our faces. “Don't you like it? Were you going to change it."

  "No way," says Logan. "We love this room, it’s just some other people’s opinions."

  “Carrie’s,” I say hating to bring that name into the house.

  She nods. "She hurt you two badly, didn't she? I sense you’re not quite over it yet."

  "Oh, we’re well over her, Becks, but she did hurt us. She seriously broke our trust and tried to break us," I say, wanting her to understand we would never go back to Carrie. But her deception still haunts us at times.

  "Now, the best bit of the tour is the bedrooms, come on," I say wanting to change the mood back to fun. I pull her up, and Logan follows. We take her up a grand staircase, into a large hallway. We show her our individual bedrooms across the hall from each other and identical in size.

  Then we show her the spare room across the hall. She walks into the large bedroom with the huge bed.

  "Now, this is the best room, it's beautiful,” she says turning to look at us both. I can’t help smiling. She walks off into the bathroom. I hear her gasp at the size of it, it’s another massive room in itself, a large sunken bathtub sits in the middle of the room, it could fit about six people in. It looks over a large window full of fields and woods. I can tell she loves it even though she hasn’t said anything. I walk up close to her and kiss her neck.

  "The view from this tub is amazing in the morning, you have to see it," I say, guiding her into the idea of staying.

  “This is beautiful, guys, really beautiful. Why hasn't one of you got this room?" she asks.

  "Because it's the best one, and we would fight over it," says Logan.

  "But it's more of a shame that no one gets it, isn't it?" she says.

  "Oh, it will get used eventually,” says Logan. “I hope,” he says under his breath.

  "Do you like it, Becks?" I say looking at Logan then Becks.

  "It's amazing, I love it, but most of all, I want to run and jump on that bed."

  "Do it," says Logan.

  "Let’s do it together," I say.

  We all stand across the room from the bed, Becks is in the middle, and we all take a run and jump into the middle of the bed. Laughing and giggling, I pin her down about to kiss her and tell her how much I want her. When she squirms, and throws me off then hits me with a pillow. So, I grab a pillow and hit h
er back, Logan joins in, then we are all laughing, and we eventually pin her either side.

  "I was going to be all romantic, and you start a pillow fight," I say smiling.

  "Pillow fights are more fun,” she says squirming away from me and hitting me.

  “Right,” I say grabbing another pillow arming myself, Becks looks over at Logan, and he’s done the same.

  She begins hitting us both making me chuckle.

  "You do realise it's two against one," I say.

  "Bring it on." She laughs. We both chase her around the bedroom and start to grab her and pull at her clothes.

  “How about naked pillow fighting? Now that sounds more fun,” says Logan.

  She laughs and squirms away. “Yes, but you have to catch me first.”

  She manages to get a hit in on both of us before we try to catch her. Then she surprises us both by jumping over the ottoman and then stands on the bed. Logan and I have the same idea as we both begin stripping our tops off, and she does the same. We watch her, to see what she’ll do next, and we all seem to stand there transfixed on each other, and I begin to lose focus. I smirk when no one moves, she is watching us as much as we're watching her. The sexual tension just hit the roof. Logan is right, the sexual tension is electric, and I can almost touch it. Logan’s hands head towards his trousers, and he slowly undoes his belt. Becks is watching anticipating if he’ll take them off, her mouth is open slightly, and I can tell she’s enjoying the show. Logan slowly drops his trousers and his boxers tent. I follow, enjoying her attention and focus.

  "You sure you can handle two of us, Becks?" says Logan.

  "Probably not, but I’ll give it a try for research purposes," she says smirking, focusing on me taking my trousers off.

  Then suddenly, Logan and I move and pull her legs out from under her, she didn’t even see it coming. Now she’s flat on her back, on the bed, with us both staring down at her.

  She laughs nervously.

  I lean in close and kiss her. I feel Logan unbutton her trousers and begin to peel them off. She lifts her bum into the air to help him, and then Logan's hands are on her, touching her.

  Now, I don’t know how Becks will react to two of us, so we go slow and gentle. I guess it could be overwhelming. So, I pull away and move to the side, so Logan can concentrate on her. He leans over her. She looks nervous, it seems like she wants to look at me. Logan grabs her cheeks with both hands, leans in and places his lips on her. She squirms under him, and I see him smile on her lips. He knows she’s enjoying it and is trying to relax her. She pulls away to look at me. Logan still has her cheeks but has let her turn her head to face me. I’m watching her every movement, and I smile at her to ease her worry. She turns back to Logan.

  “I want you, Becks,” he whispers. Looking into her eyes.

  “I want you too, both of you.”

  Logan smiles, he leans over her with one arm while the other hand begins to explore her body. Every movement he makes he’s watching her, waiting for a reaction. His hands ghost over her lips, and down her neck. He places her breast in his hand. Becks is fully focused on Logan, and he’s looking at her with such intensity, I know how he feels. His hand skims over her stomach, and he leans in to kiss her again. Becks lies still as if she’s trying her hardest not to move, like she’s giving him permission to explore every inch of her, but I can feel the frustration rolling off of her. Logan constantly runs his hands down her thighs, and I can’t take my eyes off her. I stroke myself beside them. She finally squirms trying to get Logan where she wants him. But he pulls away and smirks. He knows what he’s doing. He strokes her thighs again getting closer and closer. Becks looks over at me again looking every bit as frustrated as I am at the moment. She looks like she’s trying to work me out. I guess, maybe she’s worried I’ll be angry or jealous, but I continue to enjoy the show Logan’s putting on, as his hand strokes her thighs. I only wish it was my hand. I stroke my cock harder with frustration. Becks lets out a whimper of need. Logan is still watching her, and he turns his head to me. He says nothing, but I know he’s about to move on. As he looks back at Becks, he places two fingers inside her pussy, making her groan.

  “You going to let me take you, Becks? You going to let me do dirty things to you?” Logan says.

  “Yes, I want your cock,” she says, surprising us both. I think those words ripped Logan’s self-control from him, he pulls his boxer shorts off immediately, takes a quick glance over at me, and I nod.

  Becks automatically, opens her legs wider for Logan to come between them, he rubs the tip of his cock on her. He’s looking at Becks again, as he comes down low and kisses her, then slowly pushes inside her. Staying close to her lips and staring at her. I don’t think I have ever been this intense, intimate, almost loving and romantic with her. I suddenly get a pang of jealousy and regret of not doing that. He slides his cock into her and stops, then kisses her again. She bucks up against him, wanting him to move.

  “Okay, okay, you just feel so good, Becks,” he says leaning on his elbows. He begins to thrust, and she quickly looks at me as if to check that I’m still okay. Logan begins thrusting hard, and she closes her eyes at the pleasure. Logan leans down and takes her breasts into his mouth. Becks runs her hands through his hair, but she’s still worried about me, I can tell.

  I give her eye contact and smile.

  “Touch me, Landen, please,” she pleads.

  “You sure?”

  “Yes,” she says closing her eyes at the pleasure Logan’s creating.

  She opens her eyes, holds out her hand for me to take. She pulls me in close and grabs my head attacking my lips with hers. She runs her hands down my body, as Logan is thrusting inside her. I grab her breasts with my hands, and she pushes up into my hands for more. I pull off her and take her breasts into my mouth.

  “Harder, give it to me,” she whispers at Logan.

  “Yeah, can you take it?” he says.

  She nods, as he begins to up the speed. I pull back as Logan gives it to her. But then he stops and flips her over onto all fours. He strokes down her back and slaps her arse as he inserts himself back inside her. “Landen, cock,” she says.

  Another surprise, I’m not expecting, especially not on our first threesome together, but this woman does nothing but surprises the both of us. I go to her mouth and slide it into her. She sucks me deep and hard, and I groan at the feel of it. This is hot, and I know Logan and Becks are enjoying it too.

  Logan begins hammering her hard again, and she cums with my cock in her mouth. Logan comes shortly after. He pulls out. I pull out of her mouth and sit down. She frowns at me.

  “Landen, give it to me,” she says.

  I look at her. “Its okay, you recover.” I didn’t want to overwhelm her on the first time, but Becks has other ideas, and she jumps in my lap straddling me and pushes my cock inside her. She takes my cheeks.

  “I want you, give it to me, baby,” she says. I can’t refuse.

  I kiss her hard, and she begins to grind on my cock. I’m groaning, and I’m not far away from shooting my load.

  She begins to ride me faster and harder until I’m groaning louder and louder. Then I shout her name and cum. She continues riding me as she’s seconds away herself. As she cums with a groan, I kiss her. We both surround her as she comes down. I hold her on my lap, and Logan is kissing and stroking her back.

  “Thank you, Becks,” says Logan in her ear. “That was so good.”

  We move into the middle of the bed and get in either side of her, we all fall asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. I only hope she’s there when we wake up.

  I wake before anyone else and lay there relived she is still asleep next to us, but also caught up in my own thoughts. I run through last night, processing everything. Why did she have to be so agreeable, and friendly and sexy and hot as fuck? I enjoyed watching as Logan stroked her body. It felt like old times, before Carrie. But even better.

  Becks kept checking me to see if I’m okay, I
wanted to give her space. I know handling two men at once is intense, and Carrie often hated it when we touched together, so I sat back and enjoyed the show. Fuck did it turn me on though, as Logan stroked her into a needy squirmy mess. Yet, she kept checking on me, she looked worried like she was checking to see if this is all okay. Of course, it is. She pulled me to her, and I fell for her all the more at that moment. She wanted me involved too, Logan thrusting into her, yet she still needed my contact. That about sealed the deal, there is no way I can pull back from her now, no way in hell can I maintain my distance and from the look on Logan's face, I don’t think he’d let me now, anyway. He’s just as invested in her as I am. In fact, I think he might have it worse, which surprises me too. How has she managed it, to slip in so easily making us break all the rules we have set up to stop being hurt again? Slipped under the net and continues to pull us in further. Fuck, I need to go slow with her, fuck, I need to keep her at a distance. Make sure my heart is safe. That my heart can take it. But fuck, did she make it hard to do that. The more I have her, the more I want her. Now she is involving Logan as well, fuck.

  Becks Winter

  I feel my body become excited, and I nearly groan out loud at the pleasurable feeling washing over me. I thought, I best just check where I am, and what is happening. I then remember the fantastic sex I had last night. The way they had both made me feel. The way Landen held back until I invited him in, then refused to finish himself off. I must have fell asleep in a sex daze. I had every intention of going home. My body returns to the current pleasure I’m receiving, and I feel a body in front of me and one behind. It’s the one behind that’s making me groan. There’s a rock-hard cock rubbing itself against me and thrusting. I haven’t opened my eyes yet, and I am trying to work out if it’s Landen or Logan. He thrusts again, and I thrust myself back seeing what he will do. He growls gently and rubs himself against me. I shift my leg, so he has better access and the next thrust I push back, so he enters me. I hear him gasp then groan. As he slowly glides into me. I felt I should double check who I’m fucking. I open my eyes and look behind me. Logan’s grinning as he begins thrusting into me.