by Eve R. Hart
“Yep. See you tomorrow night, man,” I said with a soft nod.
Then he was gone and I was left standing in my front doorway scratching my head.
Did that really just happen?
I shook my head, I didn’t have time to get into it with my brain right then, I had to get to the bar.
As the night went on, I couldn’t help but obsess over the whole thing. I’d never really thought of Ellie in any other way than friendly. Mostly because she was Diesel’s and therefore, completely untouchable. But suddenly she wasn’t and I couldn’t stop thinking about her a little differently. Just a little. Not so much that I wanted to, ya know, keep her. One night…one night would be good.
I mean I couldn’t deny that she was adorable, and those green eyes could knock any man dead. This was going to be interesting, to say the least.
Ellie
So, it was Valentine’s Day. I knew Diesel had planned something, though, I had no ideas as to what it could have been. The past few days had been really intriguing and eye-opening. I was finding out things about myself that I had no clue were even there.
Like, I apparently thought two guys touching each other was hot. I would have never even guessed that I’d be into it simply because I had never actually even entertained the idea of such things. It wasn’t like I was opposed to it, it was more that my inexperienced little brain didn’t even turn in that direction. But now that I’d seen it, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
It didn’t help that Diesel filled me in on something he had, well, kept hidden all this time. Maybe not hidden, just failed to mention.
Was it weird that the thought of my husband putting his mouth on another man turned me on?
It should have been, right?
Or maybe that was just my too straight-laced, sheltered upbringing telling me so.
But, wow, the sex we had while we watched it play out was just insane. I think he enjoyed it as much as I did—no, I was sure of it.
At first, it seemed like he could have cared less about watching those videos, but he was doing his best to be enthusiastic about it for me. Then we started talking about it, and out came his confession. The moment he told me it was like he had finally broken through something. I don’t think he purposely kept it from me, but at the same time, I could tell he was a bit tentative and nervous about telling me. Like I would somehow love him less or look at him differently. Of course I couldn’t love that man any less, no matter what he had to tell me…well, within reason. But I couldn’t imagine that any of those things that would make me turn on him were things he would ever do.
So, the point was, I think we both got something out of it that night.
“Hey, Pixie,” Diesel said as he walked in the front door.
Fate was already at Tank’s mom’s house. She loved taking the little princess whenever she could. I didn’t mind at all and I figured it would take a little heat off of poor Tank. She was always nagging him about more kids. Though, now that he had Nadya, his mom seemed a little more relaxed about the whole thing.
I was standing in the kitchen making dinner. I had decided that my man needed a nice steak for this special day. So I made the thick slabs medium rare, cooking them slowly in the oven on low heat. Then I made extra cheesy mashed potatoes and green beans. No garlic, no onions, and nothing that could get caught in the teeth and ruin this night. I had thought about this long and hard.
And thanks to Diesel coming home on his lunch break, I was making it all with something in my butt. Every time I moved, I felt it. But strangely, as the day went on, it almost started to feel normal. I wasn’t opposed to it, just hesitant at first. But I should have known to trust Diesel because he hadn’t done anything to me that I hadn’t liked so far.
He came home, kissed me like a man starved, then we ate. He gave no hints to what was to come and I was practically bouncing on the edge of my seat and almost too anxious to even touch the perfect meal I had cooked.
After dinner, he told me to go shower while he cleaned up the dishes. Freaking perfect that man was. So, without a word of protest, I scooted off to do what I was told. And of course, he joined me when he was done.
His fingers roamed my body, finally settling where I wanted them the most. He didn’t even need to toy with me to get me worked up, the moment he stepped into that shower in all his naked glory, I was soaked.
My hips worked against his hand as his fingers slipped inside of me. I knew it wouldn’t take long but I tried my best to hold back. I didn’t want it to end, I never did. His other hand slid down my back and before I realized what he was doing, I could feel the plug being wiggled ever so slightly. Before I had a chance to enjoy the new sensation, his fingers curled inside of me and my world crashed over the edge. I came hard, screaming out his name so loud it bounced off the tiled walls and pierced my ears. It had barely registered that he had slipped the plug from my butt as my orgasm overtook me.
“So, fucking sexy,” he growled as he sucked my juices off of his fingers then kissed me with a heated passion.
I moved to stroke him but he batted my hand away. With a pouty lip and fake sad eyes, I looked up at him.
“Not gonna work, Pixie. I have plans. Tonight is about you,” he said as he shut off the water then reached out to grab my towel.
I could get behind that. I mean, at some point I needed to be able to touch him and more than that, I needed to have him inside of me. But I could wait, even if I didn’t want to.
“Get dressed, baby,” he said as he pulled out a clean pair of jeans and yanked them up his legs. “We’re goin’ somewhere.”
I cocked my head in confusion. Where could we possibly be going?
It wasn’t like Moon Hill had a lot of options of places to go, especially at this time of day. I knew the bar was closed, so it wasn’t there. The only other place I could think that was open was the Community Center, and that wasn’t really all that romantic. Tonight of all nights especially, they were holding a singles bingo, and I knew for a fact Ethel was going. I imagined the place would be filled with people more interested in finding someone to spend the night with rather than playing bingo. And since we already had each other…well, I was super confused.
When he didn’t say anything further, I took a deep breath, calmed my nerves, and pulled out the sexiest thing I had that was decent enough to wear out of the house. I even put on the new lingerie set I had bought for this specific night. Since his back was to me, he didn’t even notice. I could only hope that it would make his jaw drop when I did present myself to him in it.
Then we were out the door. He kissed me before opening the passenger side door for me. After he made sure I was tucked in safely and buckled up, he shut the door and jogged around to the other side.
We drove through town and as we wove our way further into the neighborhood, I became even more confused. By the way that he was flipping his lip ring back and forth, he was a little nervous about whatever we were heading to.
The car rolled to a stop right in front of Chris’ house and I became so lost as to what was going on that my head felt dizzy. He cut the engine and then sat there for a moment. I waited, knowing he was trying to figure out what he wanted to say.
“I love you,” he started. “So, after the other night, I got an idea. I…I don’t know if it would really be something you would want and now that I think about it, I probably should have talked about it before we came here.”
“Caleb,” I said using his real name in an attempt to calm him. “It’s alright. Just tell me what…what is this all about.”
“Well, since you seemed really excited about what we watched the other night, and after the conversation we had. And then the way you looked at me after I told you…well, I got this idea in my head. I talked to Chris and since I trust him almost as much as I trust you, I thought maybe…”
“What?” My head whipped to look at the house then back to him. I felt like I had an idea of what was going on but my brain was refusing to beli
eve it could be true. I grabbed his hand and made sure he met my eyes before I spoke again. “I think you know better than to doubt anything you want to bring to the table. I trust you and so far, I have had no complaints with anything you’ve done or suggested. Does this have something to do with Chris?”
“Yes,” he said sounding more confident. “I thought that we could invite him in tonight. How do you feel about that?”
Ahh, there was my strong, domineering man.
“Like, you want to have one of those threeways like in the video?” I mean, I was dense sometimes, but this time I was pretty sure that was what he was suggesting.
“Yes, baby.” He chuckled. “I thought that if you would like to, then we could fuck and have Chris join in on that.”
“Will…will I get to see him touch you?” I said and by the heated look in his eyes, I could tell that he hoped that would happen.
“Yes, whatever you want tonight. You run this show.”
“So, why are we still sitting here, then?” I giggled.
Okay, wait. This should have all been too much, right? My brain should have sparked and fried, ceasing to work anymore. Only it didn’t, and I found myself way too excited about what was to come. He was doing this for me, not that I knew he wouldn’t enjoy it, too. Maybe it was more for both of us, and that was the way it should be.
When Diesel told me he’d been with Chris, I actually found that I wasn’t all that shocked. I mean, once I knew that Diesel had been with guys, that was. Once it really had a chance to sink in. I’d been around Chris enough to know that he was bi, and for real, who could say no to Diesel if he was wanting to…well, fuck you. I knew I couldn’t.
As I got out of the car and walked to the front door, I thought about the two of them together. Jealousy didn’t find its place anywhere in my mind or heart. I knew Chris, I loved him as a good friend. I may have even found him mildly attractive, but not overly in a way that I would think about him when I was alone.
The door opened and Chris met my gaze with heated eyes and a concerned brow. I smiled to set him at ease and he stepped back with a greeting and let us in.
Once the door was closed, my nerves suddenly felt shot. How was this going to go? Diesel pretty much said I was in charge, but would I be able to climb out of my shy shell long enough to tell them what I really wanted to see?
It was all suddenly too much.
“Breathe, baby,” Diesel whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “This is a safe place. Don’t feel the need to hide.”
Then we were walking into the living room. A place I’d been many times before. Only this time was very different from when I’d been here with Reagan.
The place was perfect. Clean, like always. There were those lights that looked like candles pretty much everywhere casting a magical glow on the whole room.
How the heck did one even start something like this?
“Ellie,” Diesel said catching my attention. “Breathe. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I…” I had nothing. Well, I really had a million things, but I couldn’t grab onto one thought long enough to voice it.
“How about a drink?” Chris said cutting in and I breathed out a sigh of relief. One drink would be good. I could pump and dump and be all good for Fate tomorrow.
“Yes, whatever you make is fine,” I said knowing Chris would make the perfect thing, like always.
He moved over to the bar he had set up in the corner of the room and Diesel pulled me down to the couch while we waited.
All three of us drank and talked like it was any normal day. I loved the way it felt so comfortable. It was just what I needed. I could tell that Diesel and Chris had something beyond surface level and I think that helped to ease the shakiness I had.
“Kiss,” I said, slightly dazed from the one drink that I’d had.
The conversation went quiet and I could feel their eyes on me.
“Kiss,” I repeated more strongly.
And then Chris was moving off of the couch across from us and settling beside Diesel.
Diesel looked at me for a beat before turning his attention to Chris. I felt my body lean forward like I wanted to watch as closely as possible. I didn’t want to miss a thing.
Chris reached up and cupped Diesel’s jaw with one hand, his thumb rubbing back and forth over D’s scruff. Then they were making out. Hardcore. And I was so wet and turned on that I began to squirm.
There was enough space between their lips that I could see Diesel’s tongue dart out, claiming Chris’ mouth just like he did mine.
That was so hot.
Then Diesel’s mouth broke away and he turned to me. Next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine. I could taste him and a hint of something else which I guessed was Chris. I was soaked, I needed more.
I let my brain shut off. I didn’t worry about insecurities or anything other than what I needed and wanted right then. My mouth opened, and the words just tumbled out.
“Touch me,” I whimpered as Diesel broke away. “Both of you.”
Then all craziness broke loose. I was on Diesel’s lap and he was attacking my mouth while Chris massaged my breasts and kissed the back of my neck. Holy crap. Two men touching me at once. I felt like I could come right then and no one was even near my southern parts.
“Oh…ffffuuu…” I moaned as Diesel’s hand slipped around to grab my ass as Chris’ hand slid down my stomach.
“Upstairs,” Diesel said as he kissed up my neck.
“Yeah,” Chris replied and then my legs went around Diesel as he lifted me up and carried me.
He didn’t stop until we were in what I assumed was Chris’ bedroom. He laid me out on the bed and kissed me like he owned me.
“I need…” I panted. “I need to see you both.” I managed to form the words that went along with my thoughts.
Diesel stepped back and Chris moved beside him.
I sat up and looked at both of them.
“Strip him,” I commanded to Chris like it was such a natural thing.
Chris moved and with nimble fingers, removed Diesel’s shirt with ease. Then he popped the buttons of Diesel’s pants and lowered himself to the ground as he pulled them down. On his knees, Chris looked up to meet Diesel's heated eyes. With slow movements, he pulled down Diesel’s boxer briefs, his hard dick sprung forward, begging for release. Diesel kicked off his pants and boxer briefs as Chris bit his lip and waited for further instruction.
“Lick him,” I said as my eyes locked on Chris.
He didn’t hesitate to run his long tongue along the underside of Diesel’s thick shaft then circled the head for good measure. A moan escaped my lips as I watched.
“You like that, baby?” Diesel asked and I could feel his eyes on me but I couldn’t look away from what was going on.
I couldn’t believe what I was watching. It was so erotic and hot. And I loved every second of it.
“Take him in. Suck him,” I said like the queen that Diesel always made me feel like I was.
That was when I broke free, I didn’t worry about what anyone might think. Diesel was doing this, in a way, for me. And Chris trusted us enough to help us out. I wasn’t going to take this for granted.
Chris moaned and it shook me from my trance. Diesel gripped the short hairs on top of Chris’ head as he started to thrust himself in and out of his mouth.
“Yeah, take me in deep,” Diesel said as he shifted his focus down to Chris. “Fuck, Chris, I missed your mouth.”
I felt my whole body heat. Not because I was jealous, but because I was turned on. I didn’t mind that my husband had said that. In fact, I found that I loved it.
Then Diesel was fucking his mouth and Chris was moaning and taking him as deep as he could. My fingers drifted down my body and I wanted so badly to touch myself.
“Baby?” Diesel said and I snapped my attention to his eyes.
I smiled up at him, letting him know that I was okay. Then I moved my focus back to the actio
n. After a few more thrusts, Diesel pulled himself free and stepped back. A look passed between the two of them and then in the blink of an eye, they were both on me.
Clothes went flying until I was left laying there in nothing but my new sexy lingerie.
“Fuck,” Diesel said as his eyes raked over me with hunger.
“Christ,” Chris said in a shocked mumble like he couldn’t believe he was seeing me like that. And by the burning look he held in his eyes as he roamed over every part of me, I could tell he found me sexy. A look that was so heated it felt as if it left a searing trail on my skin.
“You want his mouth on you, Pixie?” Diesel asked and I nodded my head frantically. I wanted both of their mouths on me.
Chris started at my hip, his lips soft against my skin. His kisses were feather light, making my skin prickle. Diesel was on my other side. His lips were unforgiving against my skin. He kissed me like he owned me. He touched me like he wanted me to feel it for days after.
Chris circled his tongue over the fabric above my nipple. The wet lace molded to my hardened nipple. Diesel bit my shoulder and a moan ripped from my lungs as my back arched.
Diesel’s fingers slid inside my panties and delved into my slick core, forceful and hard. Then I felt Chris’ fingers lightly brushing over my clit. I couldn’t stop my body from writhing. It was almost too much but at the same time, I wanted more.
My hand slammed down on Chris’ head as my fingers gripped his short hair. His eyes raised to meet mine and a slight devilish grin overtook his lips. Wow. He was really sexy right then. I’d never truly thought of him in that way before. But with that look in his eyes that made me feel like I was something he wanted to devour, I couldn’t help but see him differently.
My skin was on fire. My pussy was throbbing. They continued to toy with me and I knew I was close. I tried my best to hold back, to fight the raging explosion that was around the corner.
“He wants to watch you come, El,” Diesel’s dark voice rang out. “You wouldn’t want to deny him of that, would you?”
