by HELEN HARDT
“Dale!” she cried.
“Mmm. Good, darlin’?”
“The best.” He released her thighs and nipped the inside of one. “I’m gonna take you there tonight.”
“Mmm. I know.” She inhaled, her beautiful breasts bobbing lightly against her chest. “I know.”
“First, I want you to come again, though,” he said, and then tongued her clit. “I want you to come. Then I want you to let Travis fuck your tight pussy again. Would you like that?”
“Mmm. Anything for you, Dale.”
“It’s all for you, darlin’. Only if it’s what you want.”
“It’s…it’s what I want.”
“Then come,” he rasped, his tone commanding, “come for me, Jill.”
Dale thrust two fingers into her wet channel and sucked her clit hard. She shattered, her walls clenching around him as he massaged her G-spot, and fresh cream drizzled over his hand.
When her spasms slowed, he removed his fingers and pulled her into the warm water. He sat down on the bench, the water coming midway up his chest, and pulled Jill onto his lap.
“I want you to slide your clit up and down my hard cock, darlin’, while Trav fucks you. Would you like that?”
“God, yes,” she said.
Travis, condom already in place, moved behind Jill.
She didn’t know it yet, but this was the last time she’d fuck another man. One last gift to her, to be sandwiched between two men, the object of both their desires. A jolt of jealousy speared into him and shattered his resolve for a moment. But he inhaled, gripped Jill’s slippery body, and willed to give her this satisfaction one last time.
She sighed, soft and feathery against his neck, when Travis entered her.
“You have the tightest little pussy,” Travis said, his face twisted into a grimace.
“Yeah, she sure does,” Dale agreed. “Enjoy it.” For the last time.
Jill slithered up and down Dale’s shaft as Travis fucked her from behind. Dale was so hard he thought he’d explode if he didn’t get to come soon. She was so beautiful. Her auburn ringlets, moist from the exertion and the steam from the tub, framed her pretty round face. Tiny beads of water dripped from the strands. A delectable strawberry hue flushed her cheeks, and her lips—those soft, sweet lips—were as red as a ruby.
Dale cupped her silky pink cheeks and drew her mouth to his for a kiss. A searing kiss that thundered through him. Jill’s mouth was sweet as cherry wine. He thrust his tongue inside, sweeping it in the satiny warmth, branding her. It was a possessive kiss. A kiss that said, you’re mine. Another man may be fucking you, but you’re mine. Now and forever.
Jill’s delicate sighs echoed with a soft vibration into Dale’s mouth. Her clit sliding up and down his cock was sweet torture.
Behind her, Travis grunted, his face flushed. “Dale,” he gasped. “I can’t hold off any longer. I have to come.”
A ribbon of possessive lust knifed through Dale at his friend’s words. This was Travis. His buddy. He loved him like a brother. Loved him enough to let him pleasure his woman. But it was over now.
Dale ripped his mouth away from Jill’s and inhaled a much needed breath. “No.”
“No?” Travis groaned as he pounded into Jill’s pussy. “What do you mean?”
“I mean no. You don’t come inside her.”
“It’s okay, bud. You know I’m wearing a raincoat.”
“It’s not okay. I don’t want you to come inside her. Pull out and finish yourself off.”
Travis’s gaze met his, and Dale knew his friend understood. Travis withdrew, pulled off the condom, tossed it on the edge of the tub, and squeezed his eyes shut as he gripped his cock. Thick streams of cream spurted into his other hand. When he was finished, he wiped his hands on a towel sitting on the edge of the tub and then plunked down onto the lounge seat with a heavy sigh and a splash. He closed his eyes.
Jill’s face was buried in Dale’s neck, her moist body clamped to his. She hadn’t watched Travis get off, which intrigued Dale.
“Darlin’?”
“Hmm?” Her voice hummed against Dale’s earlobe.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes, Dale.”
“You know what I’m talkin’ about, don’t you?”
“Yeah.”
The soft flutter of her lips against his neck as she smiled warmed him.
“I know. And I’m ready.” She lifted her head and her flushed face had never looked more beautiful.
He stood and helped her up. Without any prompting, she turned her back to him and braced her arms on the edge of the tub. So beautiful. Tiny droplets of moisture meandered down the swell of her round cheeks. So trusting, to give herself to him like this, and in front of his friend. At that moment, he loved her with an intensity he hadn’t known existed.
“Jill.” His own voice had deepened.
“Yes?”
“This is something I only want to share with you.”
She nodded and wiggled her bottom against his erection.
Did she understand what he meant? He wasn’t sure. His original plan had been to initiate her ass while Travis fucked her pussy. To let her be filled in the ultimate way. Previously, when he and Travis had pleasured women in this manner, Dale had always taken the pussy. Now, as he readied to make love to his woman in a new and exciting way, he yearned for oneness with her, and only her. Travis could watch, but the act was for Dale and Jill alone. He cleared his throat.
She twisted her neck around and met his gaze with her emerald eyes. “What is it?”
“I know you’re a virgin here.”
She nodded.
“What I mean is…I am too. I’ve never had anal sex. This is something I’ve saved for someone special. And I want that someone special to be you.”
“Oh, Dale. Thank you.”
Her smile dazzled him, and he bent to press a chaste kiss to her lips. He pushed the head of his cock into the soft valley between her butt cheeks and slid it up and down. Her little moans excited him.
He looked over his shoulder. Travis was gone. Dale smiled. His friend had decided to give them some privacy. He was the ultimate good guy.
Dale let his dick rest against the soft flesh of Jill’s cheek as he reached for a tube of lubricant he had set next to the tub earlier. He squeezed a generous amount into his palm and smeared it over her anus. He worked one finger in, and then another, relishing the firmness of her muscles. Damn, this was going to feel good. With his free hand, he reached around the front of her and teased her clit. When he’d added a third finger, and a gush of nectar from her pussy coated his other hand, the time had come to make her his.
* * *
Jill undulated against Dale’s invading fingers. The invasive pain morphed into pleasure, and she found herself both desiring and fearing his cock. But the warmth from his confession—that he’d never shared this with another—gave her courage. Though she’d given up her vaginal virginity long ago, she could give this virginity to the man she loved. The man she hoped to spend the rest of her life with.
Hope speared through her. She’d know soon enough whether she’d be turning down that new job.
He pressed moist kisses to her dripping neck. “Darlin’.”
“Yes?”
“I think you’re ready.”
She nodded. As ready as she could ever be. Ready for her man to take her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow.”
She nodded again, and the rip of a condom packet zinged in her ears. Cool lubricant coated her, and a few seconds later, the head of his cock nudged her anus. He pushed in, stretching her, and she winced at the sharpness.
“Easy, darlin’,” he rasped against her neck. “I don’t want to hurt you. You tell me if I need to stop.”
No. She’d give him this gift. She wanted it as much as he did. And after what he’d given her tonight—the joy of being pleasured by two hot men—she wanted to give him something equally precious. Within a few seconds, s
he adjusted. “Go ahead, Dale. I want this.”
“Ah, Jill.” He inched in a little farther.
Not so bad this time. When his fingers found her clit, she relaxed and backed into him, taking him deeper.
“Darlin’, that’s nice,” he said, his voice deep and husky.
She backed into him again, taking more of his enormous cock, and found that the fullness completed her in a primal yet soul-wrenching, way.
“That’s it, take all of me.”
Dale thrust into her ass, and when his balls slapped against her pussy, she knew he was part of her. And that he would be forever.
“Darlin’, I want you so much,” he said. “Tell me when you’re ready.”
So sweet to think of her, when he no doubt wanted to pound into her with a vengeance. They’d been going at it for hours, and he hadn’t come yet. She wiggled against him, the intrusion of his cock in her tight tunnel a shocking, surprising pleasure. No longer uncomfortable, she found the fullness exciting. Was it pleasure because it felt good? Or was it pleasure because it was Dale inside her? In a place he’d never been with another woman, and she’d never been with another man?
Warmth exploded through her veins. Her blood boiled beneath her flesh. At that moment, she’d never wanted a man more. “I’m ready, Dale.”
He pulled out and thrust in, and shivers rippled through her pussy. A soft sigh left her throat.
“Okay?” he asked.
“Mmm. Better than okay. Take me, cowboy. Take me to where neither of us has ever been. I want to go. With you.”
“My sweet Jill.” He plunged into her again.
Waves of joy sparked between her legs and threaded outward to every cell in her body. She met him thrust for thrust, taking all he gave her and relishing the carnal baseness of it. So good. Dale’s fingers worked her clit as he penetrated her, and moisture drizzled down her inner thighs. Swirls of steam surrounded them, and beads of sweat trickled down her cheeks and neck.
Dale’s other hand found a breast and cupped it, squeezed it, plucked at her hard nipple. The sensation—the amazing sensation—rainbowed over her flesh, through her blood, all the way to her heart.
And she exploded into the most earth-shattering climax she’d ever known.
Icy-hot spasms shook the walls of her pussy and ribboned through the rest of her body, culminating in sweet chills that rippled across her tingling skin. So intense was this joining, that for one glorious moment, their bodies and hearts seemed fused as one.
“That’s right, darlin’,” Dale’s voice cut through the fog of her desire as her climax slowed, “come for me. Only for me.”
Only for me. He gripped her hips and thrust one last time into her, his slick body covering hers as he released. His cock pulsed into her tightness, and she backed into him again, wanting to give him everything she had. Everything she was.
Vibrant images and half-formed thoughts jumbled inside her head, a mass of feelings she couldn’t quite string together in any coherent way. But three words forced their way to the top of the heap.
I love you.
How she longed to utter them. And to hear Dale say them back. Maybe sometime soon.
Dale was still buried deep within her. “Ah, Jill.” He panted against her neck. “This meant so much to me.”
“Me too.” Truer words had never left her lips. Tears stung the corners of her eyes.
He slid out of her, and she turned to face his deep, dark eyes. So gorgeous. His handsome face was shiny with perspiration, threads of nearly black hair stuck to his cheeks. Droplets trickled along the chiseled angles of his cheeks, nose, and chin. His night beard had surfaced and caught drips of moisture. He’d never looked better.
She pressed her body against his in a fierce hug. She slid her slick breasts against his dampened chest hair, and her nipples pebbled. She’d never get enough of this man. Oh, to be alone with the one she loved…
Alone? She jerked away. Where had Travis gone? “Dale?”
“Hmm?”
“Where’s Travis?”
Dale pulled her back into his embrace and chuckled against her cheek. “He must’ve gone inside. Probably wanted to give us a little privacy. And I don’t know about you, but I appreciated it.”
She smiled against his beefy shoulder. “Me too.”
Dale lifted her, easing his hands under her slick bottom, and set her on the edge of the hot tub. He quickly disposed of the condom. “You thirsty, darlin’?”
She was. Ravenously so. “After that? You bet.”
He reached for the lemonade and handed it to her. She took a long drink straight from the pitcher. The crisp citrus flavor flowed down her throat like nectar from the gods. After a couple more swills, she handed the pitcher back to Dale. “Here, you must be thirsty too.” She grinned. “Have I ever told you how much I love your homemade honey-lemonade?”
His lazy grin lit up his handsome face. “A few times.” He downed several swallows of the beverage. Still holding the pitcher, he helped her to her feet. “You want to go inside?”
Inside? Travis would be there. And though she liked the other man, she kind of wanted to be alone with Dale for the rest of the night. But they couldn’t be rude to his guest. “Sure. Let’s go on in.”
Dale wrapped her wet body in a fluffy towel and led her across the redwood deck to the sliding glass doors. The house was dark.
Dale flipped the light switch in the kitchen. “Trav?” he called out.
No response.
“Maybe he had to leave,” Jill said.
“Hmm. That’s not like him to just up and disappear.”
Jill walked around the kitchen and turned on another light. A folded piece of paper addressed to Dale and her sat on the counter. She picked it up and ran her wrinkled fingers along the crease. “Dale? I think he left us a note.”
Dale came up behind her. “Go ahead and read it, darlin’.”
“I wouldn’t feel right. He’s your friend.”
“I think you’re as close to him as I am now.” He smiled and chucked her under the chin.
“Still—” She handed the paper to Dale.
“Okay.” He unfolded the note and glanced over it.
Jill’s skin chilled a little. She wasn’t sure why. “What is it?”
He grinned. “Nothing. Here”—he handed her the letter—“you can read it.”
Jill took the crisp white paper.
Dale and Jill,
Thank you for tonight. I’ve never experienced anything quite so intense, and I won’t forget it. You two have something really special together. Don’t let it get away. Hope to see you both again soon. I’ll call you when I’m back in town, Dale. And Jill, it was a true pleasure to make love to you, one I know Dale won’t grant me again. Don’t ask me how I know. He’ll tell you when he’s ready.
Fondly, Travis
Jill’s pulse raced like a hummingbird’s wings. Her skin heated. “Dale?”
“Hmm?”
“Is that true? You won’t let him make love to me again?”
He cupped her cheek. “Oh yeah, darlin’. That is so fuckin’ true.”
“Why?” Jill’s heart thudded. “I thought you and Travis liked to give a woman the pleasure of two men.”
“Yes, I can’t deny that. But it’s past tense for me now.”
“Oh?”
He smiled. “God, I hope you feel the same way.”
“Well sure. I enjoyed tonight, but if you don’t want to do it again, I’m okay with that.”
“Good.” He fingered her moist curls. “You’re so beautiful.”
Emotion tugged at her tummy. “Thank you.”
“I wanted to give you tonight. It was for you. An experience you deserved to have. And it was your only chance to have it.”
“It was?”
“Sure as hell was, if I have anything to say about it.” His bronze eyes burned into hers. “Do I, Jill?”
Desire swept through her, laced with a touch of confusion. What
exactly was he saying? “Do you what?”
“Have anything to say about it.”
“If you have something to say, Dale, I sure wish you’d just say it.”
“Okay.” He cleared his throat and seared her with his smoldering eyes. “I won’t share you again. I want you to be mine and only mine.”
She launched herself into his arms. Happiness—pure, unadulterated joy—surged through her. “I’m yours,” she said. “I’m yours, Dale. I didn’t need tonight.”
“You mean you didn’t enjoy it?”
“Oh, I enjoyed it. It was a pure physical pleasure. But with you, Dale, I get more. We came together tonight on a level that was way more than physical.”
“Ah, God.” He rained kisses across her cheeks before clamping his mouth to hers.
The kiss spoke of passion. Of possession.
Of love.
When he released her, he cupped her face and gazed into her eyes. “I love you. Do you know that?”
She nodded, and a lone tear trickled down her cheek. “I love you too, Dale. I have for a while now.”
He brushed the tear away. “Don’t cry, darlin’.” Then a grin split his face from ear to ear. “Damn, woman, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I’m an idiot.” He laughed. “It took ol’ Trav.”
“I suppose he knew what he was doing.”
“Hell, he might have had an inkling, but he also wanted to get in your pants. And I can’t say as I blame him. I’m thinkin’ the same thing right about now.”
“Yeah?” Her body responded with chilled skin, a heated pussy. Moisture dribbled between her legs. Mere words from Dale could turn her on. “After the night we just had, you’re ready for more?”
“With you? Always.” He seared her lips with his.
Her hands crept over his muscled chest. She fingered his hard nipples and then rested her hand over his heart. It beat in synchrony with her own.
When he broke the kiss, he wrenched the towel from her body and slid his fingers into her slick folds. “Mmm. So wet for me. Already so wet.”
