by Marla Monroe
“Have a good night, Shay,” Gage said.
“Thanks. You, too,” she said.
They sat there waiting for something, so she nodded and unlocked her room and walked inside. It was only after her door closed that she heard them back out of the parking spot and pull out of the lot. What was it with them that they felt they had to see her to her hotel room each night? It was weird, but if she were honest, nice.
Shay pulled off her shoes then peeled off her jeans and top. She sighed as she finished undressing and stepped into the shower. Slowly she washed away the night and let the hot water soothe her aching muscles. She was tempted to run some water in the tub after her shower and soak her feet, but honestly, she really just wanted to go to bed. Her feet would live.
She dried off and slid beneath the covers, falling into a deep sleep almost before her head hit the pillow.
* * * *
Shay knew it was a dream because there was no way she’d ever be with two men at one time, but hell, what a dream it was. Gage was between her legs with his head buried there, kissing and licking her pussy to the point she was sure she was going to explode. His mouth was doing naughty things to her inner core that had her squirming as much as she could with his hand holding her belly still.
His other hand held her pussy lips open as his tongue fucked her then slid up to circle her clit with just the tip. She moaned with need as he released her belly to shove two fingers deep inside her cunt. God but that felt good. She needed more though. She bucked as he pumped her with them and lapped at her juices.
Maverick was sucking and nipping at her breasts. He had one nipple in his hot, wet mouth and the other one between his fingers, pinching it while he sucked hard on the other one. Shay wanted to scream as they both drove her higher and higher with need.
She needed to come. They were pushing her closer and closer to that place of ultimate ecstasy she so rarely made it to. If they left her hanging she’d kill them.
“Please,” she cried out.
“We’ve got you, Shay,” Maverick said, releasing her nipple.
He nipped it then sucked hard on it once more as Gage drew her clit between his teeth and stroked it with his tongue as he fucked her hard with his fingers. Fire burned through her as her orgasm exploded, leaving her exhausted but sated.
“We’re not through, woman. Roll over,” Maverick said.
“What?” she asked in a dazed voice.
“Up on all fours. Gage is going to fuck you while you suck my dick,” Maverick said.
It was then that she noticed they’d shed their clothes at some point. Wouldn’t she have noticed if they’d been naked before? They were amazing to look at. Hard bodies and impressive cocks. She quickly got up on all fours, eager to experience their bodies any way she could.
When Gage slowly began to feed his thick dick into her sopping-wet cunt, she moaned at how full she felt. He pulled out and pushed deeper with each thrust until she swore she felt him in her throat.
Then Maverick was there with his hard cock at her mouth. Shay opened wide and licked around the rim of the mushroom head. It jerked at her touch and a drop of pre-cum beaded at the slit. She licked at it and tasted the salty taste of him. He fisted his hand in her hair but didn’t force her head down on him. He just waited for her to make the move. She sucked his cockhead into her mouth and ran her tongue all around him before sucking more of him into her mouth.
“Fuck, just like that, babe,” he said in a raspy voice. “Suck my dick.”
She hummed and took more of him deep in her throat before she gagged and had to come back up. She repeated it, swallowing around him so that he dug his fingers into her scalp before letting go and growling his approval.
Shay sucked and licked on Maverick over and over, alternating between sucking just the head and sucking all the way down his shaft. She licked just the rim then just the slit then licked him like a lollypop so that he was digging his fingers into her scalp because he couldn’t help himself. Still he didn’t force her down on his cock even once.
“I’m going to come, Shay. If you don’t want my cum in your mouth you better pull back,” he said in a gritty voice.
She sucked him harder, gently rolling his balls in her hand as he groaned and cupped her cheek in his hand. Then he was coming, and it took all her concentration to swallow as fast as he shot his load down her throat. She still didn’t manage to capture it all, and some leaked from her mouth.
When she pulled off him, she had to lick her lips to gather it all from her mouth. Maverick wiped a drop from the corner and fed it to her. His eyes were heavy and his face was so much more relaxed than she’d seen it before.
“Thanks, baby girl. That was a-fucking-mazing,” he said.
“My turn,” Gage said.
He’d held off while she’d been deep throating Maverick and was now pumping his cock deep inside of her so that she scooted up on the bed with each thrust. Maverick positioned himself between her and the headboard so that she wasn’t hitting her head on it.
“You’re so fucking tight, Shay. You’re squeezing my dick like a fucking vice,” Gage said.
He squeezed her ass cheeks as he fucked her, mounding her ass cheeks then grabbing handfuls as he held her in place while he tunneled in and out of her pussy. Then he reached around and played with her clit so that she gasped as another orgasm began building inside of her.
“Need you to come, Shay girl. Come for me,” Gage said.
“Oh, God,” she said.
“That’s it. Tighten that pussy for me.”
Gage fucked her harder until she was sure she’d feel his cock in her throat as he pounded her cunt with his dick and stroked her clit with his fingers. Without warning, her orgasm hit her and she screamed soundlessly and dropped her head to Maverick’s lap as she struggled to keep her legs up.
She heard Gage’s shout as he too came. She could feel him shooting his load deep inside of her. By the time she came around from her orgasm, Gage had pulled out and was snuggling next to her with Maverick on the other side of her.
She burrowed in between them and thought what a nice dream. It was too bad it was just a dream because she would never be with two men at one time. That was just crazy. Wasn’t it?
Chapter Four
“What do you think?” the realtor asked.
“Looks good. I’ll take it,” Shay said.
“Perfect. You can fill out the paperwork right here. I need first and last month’s rent up front,” she said.
Shay counted out the money then sat on the stool at the bar and filled out the forms asking for what felt like her life history, which she watered down. She handed it over to the realtor and accepted the keys to her new home.
“Here are a few addressed envelopes to get you started for sending in your rent money. You can always drop it by the office if you don’t want to mail it in. It’s due on the first of every month.”
“Thanks. I’ll probably drop it by the office. Do you have a drop slot since I’ll be getting off work in the early morning?” Shay asked.
“We do. That will be perfect.”
Shay stood and walked the realtor to the door. The woman said good-bye and left her to look around her new home once more. It wasn’t much, but it was furnished and was clean. It was a one-bedroom duplex with an elderly man living next door to her. She hoped her bike didn’t bother him when she came in at all hours of the morning. Hopefully he was hard of hearing.
She unpacked her backpack which didn’t add much to the place. She’d get a few things as time went by. Maybe she’d stay there in Cozy for a while. Maybe it was time to look at settling down. She scoffed. Her settle down? Rambling was in her blood.
If I settle down, someone will eventually let me down and I’ll end up hurt again. I’m better off moving around so no one has a chance to hurt me.
But Shay knew she couldn’t keep moving forever. Cozy seemed like a nice little town. She’d see how it went and think about it as she settled in
. She really was getting tired of moving. Maybe if she kept to herself she could stay awhile. If she didn’t make any friends, then they wouldn’t let her down.
Like Maverick and Gage? I can’t seem to shake them. They’re right there, and I’ve only been at work two nights.
Well, she didn’t have to be friends with them. She would ignore them except for where work went. She didn’t have to acknowledge them in any other way.
She wasn’t sure that was going to work when she dreamed about them at night. She’d had erotic dreams about them three nights in a row now. Each had been hotter than the last. She’d woken with her hands between her legs and her pussy soaked. She’d had to take a shower both mornings to clean herself up.
No, she needed to stay way away from those two men. They were dangerous for her. She could easily see herself getting mixed up with them, and that would be a disaster waiting to happen. Two men. She wouldn’t be able to choose between them, and they’d fight over her. That would break up a good friendship, and she’d hate herself for doing it. No, it was better to steer clear of them entirely. If only they’d steer clear of her section at the bar.
Shay locked up and rode to the grocery store to pick up what she’d need for a few days. She stuffed it in into her saddlebags and her backpack then rode back home to put it all away inside her cabinets and fridge. She fixed herself a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk before settling down to read on her e-reader. It was the one luxury she’d afforded herself. She loved to read.
By the time she’d finished the book, it was late. She didn’t work again until Wednesday night, but she tried to stay up to keep her time straight. She pulled up another book and noted that it was a ménage. She started to pass it over then let curiosity get the best of her and clicked on it. What could it hurt to see what it was all about?
By the third chapter she was hooked. The two men were determined to win the hand of their chosen woman and were pulling out all the stops to do so. Maybe if there were two men who were like the heroes in the story she’d be tempted, she thought.
Maybe.
She wanted to read more, but knew she needed to get to bed. She’d read more tomorrow. It was nearly three a.m. She needed to get some sleep. She had no doubt she’d dream about the two heroes in the book. She looked forward to it.
Oddly enough, the two book heroes morphed into Gage and Maverick. Go figure.
* * * *
Wednesday and Thursday nights went by in a blur. Nothing special went on. The tips were fair, but they weren’t very busy. She hoped the weekend would make up for the shortfall. She really needed to be able to pay her rent and buy groceries. Shay dressed carefully Friday night, wearing tight jeans with a black tank with a low-cut rounded neckline. It wasn’t indecent in the least, but did offer a view that most men would appreciate. She hated to have to show off her cleavage, but she needed those tips. At least she could count on the bouncer to keep anyone off her that got too handsy. So far she hadn’t had a problem that she couldn’t handle herself.
When she arrived at four the bar was already hopping. It boded well for her. She wasn’t sure why they were already busy on a Friday at four p.m. Had work gotten off early for everyone?
“What’s up?” she asked one of the other waitresses.
“Crafts fair outside of town this weekend. Brings in a lot of people,” she said.
“Cool. Means we’ll be super busy then,” Shay said.
“Right. Hold on to your hat, girlfriend. We’re going to have a rough ride this weekend,” the other woman said.
Shay saw it as a chance at excellent tips. She’d deal with the rest just fine.
Over the next few hours she worked steady at filling drink orders and dodging hands. The men were flirty, but weren’t drunk enough to be dangerous. She stuffed her tips in her apron and smiled until she thought her face was going to break. By nine her body was aching from all the standing and walking she’d been doing. She swore she’d made a thousand trips between the bar and the tables already that evening.
“Need a quick break,” she told one of the other waitresses. “Can you cover for me?”
“Sure.”
Shay ran to the bathroom then to the back where the kitchen was. She sat on one of the chairs at a card table and huffed out a loud sigh.
“It’s really kicking out there tonight,” Jeff, the cook, pointed out.
“Yeah. My feet can attest to that,” she said.
“Want something to eat?” he asked.
“Naw, I’m good. Thanks. Just needed to get off my feet a few minutes,” she said.
“I’m sure. Do yourself a favor and get better shoes. Those look like they’ve seen better days,” he said, nodding at her old Reeboks.
“You’re probably right. Soon as I get some money saved up, I will.” She sighed and stood. “I better get back out there.”
Shay made her way back into the crowd and nodded at the waitress watching her tables that she was back and began taking drink orders once more. When she made it to the back of the room it was to find Gage and Maverick sitting at their usual table. She smiled and nodded at them.
“What can I get you?”
“Usual,” Gage said.
“Bud on tap,” she acknowledged.
They both nodded. She dropped napkins on the table in front of them then turned and shoved her way between people back to the bar to place their order. She didn’t even stop to ask for more orders like she normally would do. She wasn’t sure why. Once she had their two beers, Shay threaded her way back to their table and set the drinks in front of them. Maverick handed her the money and told her to keep the change. Again she noticed the scarring over his hands. It was massive.
She quickly adjusted her gaze to his face and smiled. “Thanks.”
She didn’t want him to think she was staring at his hands.
What happened to him?
Staring at his face she noticed that there were tiny scars on his face, as well. She pocketed the money and turned to go, but Gage stopped her.
“You working tomorrow night, as well?” he asked.
“Yeah. It’s all hands on deck on Saturday nights,” she said with a laugh.
“Wait on us to follow you home tonight,” Gage said.
“That’s not necessary,” Shay said. “I’m fine.”
“Humor us, okay?” Maverick asked.
“Yeah, sure. But I’m a big girl. I can ride home by myself.”
She sighed and turned around to head back into the crowd. She was almost positive she heard one of them growl as she slipped away. Growl? Really?
Shay spent the rest of the night dodging hands and filling drink orders. A fight broke out in another waitress’ area, but it spread into her side. She and the other waitresses huddled behind the bar until the bouncers got it under control, then they hurried to clean up the mess and refill drink orders again.
All in all, it had been a great night for tips. Yeah, she was going to have some bruises from the pinching, but they weren’t bad. At least she hadn’t gotten beer dumped on her like Lacy had. The poor girl had smelled like beer the rest of the night. Shay shook her head. That would have been horrible.
She helped the others clean up the bar. After cashing out she walked out with the others and climbed on her bike. She’d just pulled around the back of the bar when Maverick and Gage pulled up next to her.
“Told you to wait on us,” Gage said.
“I told you that I didn’t need you to see me home,”
“Doesn’t matter. We want to make sure you get there safely,” Maverick said.
“Listen, I really appreciate it, guys, but this is really getting to be like stalkerish. I don’t need you following me around,” she said.
“Tough. We’re going to make sure you get there without a problem. Your bike could break down or you could run out of gas. Have you filled it all the way up or only put in a couple of dollars’ worth?” Maverick asked.
Shay huffed out a breath and s
ighed. She wasn’t going to win with them. Instead she shook her head and took off. They could follow her or not. It didn’t matter. She doubted they realized that she’d gotten a new place to live.
When she pulled in outside the little duplex, they were right behind her. She climbed off the bike, and to her surprise Maverick and Gage got out of the truck. They stood just behind her when she walked up to the door of her side of the duplex.
“This your new place?” Gage asked.
“Yeah. Just moved in the other day,” she said.
“Who lives next to you?” Maverick asked.
“Some old guy. Haven’t seen him yet,” Shay said.
“What kind of locks do you have on the door?” Gage asked.
“What is this? The Inquisition?” Shay asked
“You need good locks. Unlock the door and let me see,” Gage said, shifting his weight.
Shay had noticed he limped some when he walked but didn’t pay it any attention but noticed now that he favored his left leg. She sighed and realized she wasn’t going to get rid of them until they saw her locks. She unlocked the door and swung it wide so they could look at the locks.
“Need a deadbolt. This is too flimsy,” Gage said, pointing to the lock. “You also need a chain slide lock on the inside. We’ll get them and put them in for you tomorrow afternoon before you go to work.”
“No. You aren’t. If I need another lock I’ll call a locksmith and have it put in. You aren’t going to put locks in at my place. Now go home. I’m tired. I need to get to bed. Thanks for seeing me home, but you need to go now,” she said.
Gage looked like he was going to say something else, but Maverick patted him on the chest and took a step backward.
“See you tomorrow, Shay,” he said.
He turned and walked toward the truck. Gage nodded and did the same with a slight limp. She watched as they climbed into the truck and backed out of her drive before driving off. Then she closed her door and locked it. Maybe she did need another lock on the door. She’d see about it Monday when she’d have time to deal with it. She didn’t need them to take over her life. What was it with them?
