by Various
Seth’s face was shadowed, the light beyond him, but she saw his eyes flicker and he laughed softly. Again he moved his fingers against her pussy, making her cry out, her fingernails sinking deep into his shoulders. His shoulders lifted in response and he growled. “Fuck this, let me at you.”
Kneeling on the floor beside the sofa, he shifted her bodily; turning her so that she sat upright, then he stroked both legs from thigh to ankle — an action that did nothing to ground her—before pushing both legs apart, and ducking his head between them as he went down on her. His hands worked her thighs, stroking their soft insides, making her tremble, while his mouth worked pure magic. Knotting her fingers together, Lily’s arms shot up, then bent at the elbow and dropped behind her head, her body arching from the sofa , her breasts jutting as his mouth closed over her clit. First he sucked her clit until she about lifted off the seat, then he explored her hot, swollen folds with his tongue until she cried aloud and bit the back of her wrist when she heard herself.
“That is so hot,” Adrian whispered, and she forced herself to look his way. He was sitting forward in his chair, watching avidly. His eyes were bright and what she saw there was something akin to pride. He liked this, he really did.
That pushed her to the edge, and she ran her fingers into Seth’s hair, her clit painfully tender as she blossomed and climaxed. Heat washed over her and her free hand went to her throat, where she seemed to burn. Panting, she rolled her hips, her thighs trembling. When she surfaced, she found that Seth was busy taking off her shoes.
He’s not done with me yet. The realization hit her; Seth was just warming her up.
Smiling wickedly, he stood up. Clasping her hand in his, he drew her to her feet. Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and extracted a condom packet. When she looked at it, then at him, he flickered his eyebrows at her and threw the condom packet onto the sofa so that it was within easy reach. Her groin was still buzzing, the ache at her core up and raring for that condom to be put into action. With his hands firm and decisive on her upper arms, Seth turned her to face Adrian, and then pulled her top up and over her head, undressing her in front of her virtual lover.
“Oh boy,” she murmured, her legs wavering under her. On the TV, a rolling drum and guitar frenzy echoed her racing pulse with uncanny accuracy. Glancing down at where Adrian sat in the armchair, she saw that he was hard inside the jeans we wore, his zipper bulging. She had longed to see his cock; she’d thought about it so often while she made herself come. Was that the way he looked when they were chatting online? Did he stroke his cock while he urged her to pleasure herself? When she met his gaze, she could tell he knew what was in her mind. His gaze lowered to her chest, where Seth was busy undoing her sheer black bra. When he unhooked it and pulled it free, her cheeks flamed, her hands going to cover her bare breasts.
“Uh oh, no hiding, not now.” Adrian shook his finger at her, still smiling.
She moved her fingers away. He was right; there was no going back now.
Her nipples were rock hard, her breasts swollen and uplifted. Exposing them felt outrageously good. Between her thighs, she was damp and sticky from her orgasm. At her back, Seth spooned her hips, moving in time to the rock music, shifting first one way, then the other, taking her with him. His cock was rock hard. She felt it through his jeans and the thin layer of her mini skirt, the only item she still wore. His free hand was at her nape, stoking her hair out of his way. He rested a kiss on her hot skin, his mouth soft, the stubble of his chin brusque and vivid on her sensitized skin. She felt shaky and high all the same time, delirious with pleasure as she absorbed the sheer amount of testosterone in the atmosphere and thought about what was coming. It was heavy in the air, expectancy, the thrill of knowing it was going all the way.
A moment later, Seth unzipped the skirt and peeled it off her. “Crazy lady, you have us both in such a state.”
“You’re doing this,” she murmured, as he shoved the skirt down her hips and let it drop to the floor.
Adrian shook his head, reaching out to stroke her legs when Seth danced her closer, his fingers lingering around the back of her knee. “No, you are, you’re doing it all, and it’s everything you wanted.”
It was true, but this was also beyond her fantasies. Way beyond. She hadn’t even thought about having two men before. This was overdose, had to be, she was sure of it. Moaning, she tried to turn her face into Seth’s chest, but he tutted mockingly and then he lifted her hair from the back of a neck and kissed her there again. He was making her face up to Adrian, her secret online lover, and that was so arousing—and so true to what she’d wanted, deep down—that instinct took over.
She knew what she wanted.
Bending over, she undid Adrian’s belt and lowered his zipper. His cock poked up through his jockey shorts and when she ran a hand over its outline through the soft cotton, his hands tightened on the arms of his chair, knuckles turning white. There was a warning in his eyes.
Seth squeezed her hips with hands, his erection pressing against her bottom suggestively. “Are you going to go down on him?”
She nodded. It was what she wanted to do, and he knew that, but he was also letting her know that he wasn’t going to be left out. If she went down on Adrian, she was still going to get him. Both of them. Could she handle it? Her heart hammered wildly, her body high on the idea of it, adrenaline rushing in her veins.
Dropping to her knees, she pulled Adrian’s cock free of his jockey shorts. Free of its constraint, it bounced into her hand, eager for her touch. The skin was hot, the shaft hard. She stroked her fingers over its swollen head. It made her shiver inside. Wrapping her hands around its solid shaft, she licked the head and then took it into her mouth, savoring the hot, saltiness of it on her tongue.
Seth had knelt down behind her and his hands were on her hips. She concentrated on Adrian’s cock, denying the self-consciousness that rose when she realized she was so thoroughly on display to Seth.
Then she heard the sound of his zipper, and she forgot to be embarrassed.
A moment later, the sound of a condom packet being opened. When the thick, blunt head of his cock moved up and down the niche of her sex, sliding easily again her wet skin, her bottom lifted, her pussy reaching and clutching, desperately needy for him inside. He eased into her, and she opened readily. With one hand on the base of her spine, he edged deeper inside her, inch by inch. His cock was gloriously hard, and as he filled her with it, it sent sensations spinning through her entire body. His legs enclosed hers as he moved into position, stretching the walls of her sex to accommodate the length and girth of his erection, his crown buried deep inside her.
Lifting her head, she moaned and panted, her hands still wrapped around Adrian’s cock as she rode it up and down. Adrian’s eyes burned with intensity. Reaching in to her face, he lifted a stray hair away from her cheek with one finger.
Seth’s hands moved under her chest, cupping her breasts from behind. She felt totally enclosed by him, and when he drew back and thrust, she squeezed Adrian’s cock and took it back into her mouth, moving in time to the deep, rhythmic thrust of Seth’s cock inside her. Locked between the two of them, she felt part anchor, part chain—wholly strung out and awash with pleasure as she took everything they had to give. And Seth had plenty to give.
He thrust deep, riding her rhythmically. One hand stroked her spine almost tenderly as his cock plunged in and out of her hungry sex. She clutched, and Seth moaned aloud, and she took Adrian’s cock deeper, running it against the roof of her mouth. She heard one of them curse but was lost to the moment, bound into both of them in that moment of extreme mutual pleasure.
Then Adrian lifted her chin, easing her away. “I’m going to come,” he said, his free hand on his cock pumping it quickly. Rebelling, she licked the head, and he spurted against her mouth and chin. His climax triggered an instant reaction, her pussy clamping on the cock inside her.
“So am I.” It was Seth, and he thrust
faster still, the head of his cock rubbing brusquely over her sensitized centre.
Her sex clutched, released, and clutched again, her orgasm closing. “Oh.”
Her eyelids flickered up when Adrian’s hand under her chin forced her to look at him again as she reached her peak, making her live her wildest fantasies.
“Let me see you,” he whispered.
Tossing back her hair, she moaned aloud, almost there.
Seth’s cock jerked. His fingers tightened on her buttocks, making her crazy.
Her hips reached, thrusting up to meet his, her body burning up as her sex went into spasm, her release so intense that she shuffled on her knees and gripped onto Adrian’s thighs with her hands.
Crying aloud, her hips ground against Seth’s as her core spasmed again and again, spinning her out of control until the peak hit and then burst through her in dizzy waves of release.
Chapter Nine
Lily awoke into struggling winter sunlight. It spilled into the bedroom through badly drawn curtains. She blinked into it, shielded her eyes, and realized that she was being watched. Adrian was lying alongside her, propped up on one elbow. He smiled down at her as she woke and then stroked his hand over her shoulder, as if he’d been waiting to do that for some time. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”
“Good morning, AW.”
His eyes lit when she called him AW, and he bent to rest a gentle kiss on her shoulder. “You have the most beautiful shoulders.”
She couldn’t have quelled the smile that hit her at that moment, not if her life had depended on it. He had stubble on his chin and the light glinted off the golden hairs dotted here and there. His hair looked so much lighter with the bit of sun behind him, and she noticed how unusual his eyes were, hazel, truly green flecked with brown, like freckles. “Beautiful shoulders, huh?”
“Beautiful everything.” He stroked her hair back from her face before returning his hand to her arm.
She chuckled and stirred beneath the duvet. Her legs were tangled with his, and when she moved, his hand stilled on her shoulder and he squeezed her. She rested a hand against his chest, where he was warm and inviting. Desire blossomed inside her, warm and vibrant and needy. The urge to snuggle closer stole over her. Where is Seth?
Glancing back over her shoulder, she saw there was a space on the bed, where Seth had been throughout the night.
“He’s gone to make breakfast.” Adrian commented.
Blinking again, she took in her surroundings. “The winter light seems so different out here.”
“The trees are bare, and we’re used to the city. There aren’t any other buildings nearby.”
She nodded. “It’s a real retreat.” The room was similarly decorated to her own, but larger. “Whose room is this?” When she turned to look at him again, he ran one finger down from her forehead to the tip of her nose and then touched her briefly on the lips.
“You don’t remember?” There was a teasing tone to his voice.
“I was being distracted by two rather demanding men when we made it in here.”
“It’s my room. Seth thought the double bed would help with the leg, give me a bit more room to stretch out.”
“Oh, yes. Is it okay?” She drew away from him, aware that she could be rather close to his knee with hers, but he grabbed her when she moved and held onto her, urging her not to pull away.
“It’s fine. It only hurts when I put my weight on it. Besides, after last night, I don’t feel any pain any more.” His eyes flickered, and he looked at her with a meaningful stare.
Her body heated up even faster as she thought about what she’d done, how she’d been with them both. “Oh, really.”
“You were incredible.”
“Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?” Even though the look in his eyes warmed her right through, she still needed to be sure on that point.
He grinned. “A good thing, oh yes.”
Relief ran over her, fast merging with the desire she felt. All the words they had exchanged flitted through her memory, alongside her hopes and fears about meeting him. “We did end up in bed together. I’m so glad.” Her fingers found their way to his chest. “You did the most amazing things to me when were chatting online. It was like you knew all the right things to say."
”Luck.”
She shook her head. ”You made me feel so alive. I’ll never forget that.”
“I’ll never forget it either…or this.” He leaned in and kissed her, his mouth brushing over hers so tantalizingly, so inquisitively, that her hand instinctively stole around his neck, drawing him closer and opening them both up to it. He responded by tangling his fingers in her hair, locking her to the moment. It made her melt into him, her hands learning him, her body arching to brush against his while it lasted and lasted.
“Longed to do that,” he murmured hoarsely when they drew apart, and she realized they hadn’t kissed properly before.
He inhaled deeply and stretched happily, like a man reprieved. Stunned, Lily eyed him, admiring him. He was fit—not muscular like Seth was, but lean and wiry like a long distance runner—and there was a welcome tinge of amusement glinting in his expression since the night before. He was so much more relaxed than he had been.
That meant it was a good thing, right? Doubts assailed her. This experience was like nothing that had ever happened to her before, in so many ways. Last night’s action had been out of the blue, and whilst it had felt right at the time she wasn’t so sure now and felt horribly insecure about it. “I didn’t think it would happen the way it did, I must confess.”
She wanted to know if he was upset about Seth’s involvement.
“Sometimes you just have to go with the flow.” He pursed his lips, then shifted and shook his head, rolling his eyes. “You were so bloody hot.”
Pleasure burned in her, and she wriggled against him. “No I wasn’t!”
“You were. I wanted you, always wanted you, but when I came round and I saw you leaning over me, wow. And then my bloody leg gave out. Just as well Seth was there to pick up the slack and show you a good time. I couldn’t have made you that happy on my own.”
Lily was amazed. Did he really think that? “Men!”
“Men what?”
“Always thinking of the physical practicalities.”
“Yeah. We have to keep our end up, keep the ladies happy.” He was smiling and he toyed with her hair while she snuggled against his shoulder on the pillow. “I have to say I feel a hell of a lot less guilty about you being stuck here now, because you enjoyed yourself so much last night.”
Was that why? Guilt?
“Please don’t feel guilty. This situation wasn’t anything you did on purpose, but you’re right, last night was special.” She sighed loudly. “Thing is, Seth forced us to break the ice. It was hard to get it out in the open. How difficult would it have been for just the two of us?”
“We’ll never know.”
She glanced back at him, unsure. “You really didn’t feel bad about Seth getting involved? I did think he was you when I kissed him, back in London.”
He studied her intently before he replied. What did that mean? Guilt stole into her heart again, making it ache. She didn’t plan it, not any of it. It just happened that way, and he had encouraged it, after all. If anyone pushed it along, it was him. But maybe he was reacting to what she’d said, and regretted that now? Either way, she didn’t want him to feel slighted in any way. She liked him, a lot. A heck of a lot.
“Lily, stop fretting. I wouldn’t change last night for the world. To be able to see you like that and learn how you like to be touched, and then what you did, the way you went down on me…you blew my head off, lady.”
She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, unsure how to respond. The truth of it was she had got carried away on the moment, on the dynamic between the three of them. Adrian had pressed all the right buttons, and Seth had played into it without reserve. Unleashed, her libido had rolled with every delicious m
oment.
“I kept thinking you’d do a runner when you met me,” Adrian continued. “In fact it’s kind of fortuitous for me that you can’t actually leave,” he teased.
“AW, you’re even more devious than I thought you were.”
He winked. “Yeah, well, it obviously takes two men to handle a woman like you.”
She prodded him in the chest with one finger. “Not at all. That was a surprise, if I had just met you, we’d have been fine, I’m sure we would.”
“You think so?” Curiosity mixed with the humor in his eyes. He obviously didn’t believe her, but he seemed quite chilled with the Seth angle.
“I think so.” Their eyes locked, and something unfurled inside her, that thing she hadn’t dared think about too much when she’d gone to meet him. She could grow to care for this man, deeply. On the surface he was so level-headed, and yet that hidden streak revealed itself when she was already throwing caution to the wind. How could he make her feel safe and yet out of control at the very same time?
“You pushed me on last night, you can’t deny that.”
“I’m not trying to deny it. It was the best thing in the world, especially after all that…waiting, the perpetual hard-ons you gave me.”
That comment made her smile, it also made her damp. Her clit ticked restlessly, and she knew she was getting wet. The urge to climb onto him and join them together was rising, but she also wanted to hear everything he had to say, now that the barriers were down.
He lifted her hand from his chest, and kissed her palm. “Thank you, for everything you did.” He pointed at his knee and his head. “That too.”
She shook her head, feeling as if she owed him so much more. The night before he’d unlocked her somehow, unlocked something that she couldn’t have managed on her own, something that made her feel so much more sexually aware and confident.
“You saved my life,” he added, growing serious.
“Don’t be daft.”
“You did. I’d found my diary on my desk, and when I realized it was you, I dropped it. I bent to pick it up just as that goon took a shot at me.”
