by Susan Hayes
“Come on, baby. We’re not done with you yet,” Rory said, a sexy smile tugging at his lips.
He leaned down and scooped her into his arms, carrying her out of the kitchen as she looked around wild eyed.
“But dessert!” She gestured back to the kitchen and then again to the table as he carried her right past it and over to the couch in the living room.
“I told you, we’ll get to that part of dessert later.” Rory settled his big body onto the couch and settled her crosswise in his lap so that her back was against the armrest and her feet rested on the cushions. It didn’t take long for Evan to join them, flicking the fireplace switch with one elbow on his way in. He claimed the spot beside Rory, and Jess had to pull her feet in as he sat down.
Her eyes widened and she realized he hadn’t come empty-handed, but Rory had his arm wrapped around her waist and she knew there was no point in struggling. Not that she really wanted to. Evan had brought in a washcloth and a towel he’d clearly snagged out of the kitchen, along with the whipped cream canister and the bottle of chocolate sauce she’d used to make the hot chocolate.
“Now I’m going to have dessert,” Evan told her and her body hummed with anticipation. He gathered her feet up and lifted them into his lap, and Jess felt Rory’s arm tighten around her as Evan began slowly washing her feet. The cloth was warm and wet and Evan took his time, especially with her toes.
“This polish matches the roses we bought you.” He stroked a fingertip over one polished toenail and then along the top of her foot to her ankle. “I think it’s my favorite color for you.”
“I like it, too,” Jess whispered, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Rory gently brushed back her hair from her neck and started nibbling his way from her shoulder up to her ear. “Don’t be nervous, baby. If this gets to be too much, just say so.”
“This is all just a bit surreal.”
Evan kept up his ministrations as he glanced over at her and winked. “What, you’ve never had two guys cuddle up on the couch with you before?”
She laughed. “Whatever is going on here, it’s definitely more than just us cuddling.”
“That’s up to you, sweetheart.” Evan finished washing one foot and dried it just as carefully before moving onto her other one. “I know what Rory and I want, but you’re the one calling the shots.”
Warmth blossomed deep in Jess’s heart and spread outward, lightening her spirit and easing away the last of her worries. “I thought you said Rory was the bossy one?”
“I am.” Rory growled into her neck and then nipped at her earlobe. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to force you to do something you don’t want to do.”
Jess leaned back and closed her eyes, reveling in the luxury of having two men’s complete attention. “I trust you,” she told them and was rewarded with a low, approving growl from Rory.
“Good.”
She felt Rory’s hand move to cup her breast and her nipple instantly tightened to a diamond-hard nub. Callused fingers stroked and teased at her areola, sending tingles and flashes of pleasure through her body and making her clit throb. Evan finished washing her foot and she sighed softly as he began to massage the arch even as he was drying the last of the moisture off her skin. Evan worked the tight muscles of her feet firmly, lifting her foot higher as he worked his knuckles into the arch. Jess groaned in appreciation and then gasped as Evan’s tongue swirled over the top of her big toe. Her eyes flew open and she found herself staring into Evan’s bright blue gaze as he slowly lifted her foot higher and sucked her toe into his mouth completely.
“Do you like that, baby?” Rory murmured by her ear. Jess tried to speak but all that came out of her mouth was a low, breathy moan.
“I think she likes that, Ev. Better do it again to be sure.”
Evan ran the tip of his tongue around her toes again and this time Rory timed his caress of her nipple to coincide with the subtle bob of Evan’s head. The resulting flood of pleasure nearly sent Jess rocketing to an orgasm then and there, and she cried out in shock and amazement.
Evan brushed a kiss to her toes before lifting his head and setting her foot down so she could feel the hard ridge of his cock straining beneath the fly of his trousers. “Fuck me, that is so sexy. Sweetheart if you are going to go off like that just from us touching you fully clothed, then I cannot wait to see what happens when we get you naked.”
Jess managed a crooked smile as she struggled to catch her breath. “Honestly? Me either,” she confessed. Both men groaned and Rory gently caught her chin, turning her head so he could kiss her deeply.
While she was distracted, Evan picked up her foot again, and she squealed in surprise as something cold and sticky was suddenly drizzled over her toes.
Rory broke their kiss to glare at Evan. “Damn it, a little warning next time!”
“Sorry.” Evan didn’t look the slightest bit sorry as he added another squirt of chocolate sauce to the top of Jess’s foot and then leaned his head down to lick it off with slow, careful swipes of his tongue.
“You’re going to get chocolate on your shirt,” Jess observed.
Evan ignored her and Rory just chuckled. “If he does, would you be all right with him taking it off?”
Jess swallowed and then nodded. “Yes.”
“You hear that, Ev?”
Evan deliberately ran his finger through a swirl of chocolate and then drew a line down the pocket of his shirt with the sticky syrup. “Oops. Guess you were right, sweetheart.”
“That’s cheating!” she protested and was about to say more when Rory cut her off with a kiss that melted her brain and turned her insides to mush.
Rory’s tongue swept into Jess’s mouth and twined with hers. His kiss was almost brutally intense, pushing her body to react in kind. Flames of passion flared deep inside her and she twisted her upper body around so she could face him, allowing her to deepen the kiss as she reached up and slid her hands into the dark mane of Rory’s hair. As she tugged it he groaned and she felt a shudder run through him. She tugged at his hair again, harder this time and his cock twitched against her hip in response.
“You’re playing with fire, doing that to him.” Evan’s voice sounded like it was a long way off and Jess cracked one eye open to peek at him.
Evan had stripped off his shirt and was watching Jess and Rory, a look of pure lust gleaming in his eyes as he slowly stroked his fingers over Jess’s foot. As Evan met her gaze he lifted her foot to his mouth again and started devouring the chocolate sauce still stuck to her skin. Jess moaned into Rory’s open mouth and her world spun out of kilter yet again as a hand slid under her top to play with her breasts. Her mind was so hazy it took her a moment to figure out it was Rory touching her, teasing her nipples with strong, rough fingers.
Jess wondered what it would be like to have both of them making love to her at once, two handsome men working together to give her so much pleasure that she’d lose track of who was doing what to her body. The thought added yet another layer of arousal to what she was already experiencing, as she lay with her body cradled in the laps of her two men. Jess froze as she realized that was how she felt about them, Rory and Evan were her men. How the hell did that happen so quickly?
They both sensed her tension and stopped what they were doing to look at her, and Jess felt her heart twist as she felt herself the focus of so much tender concern.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Evan asked as he settled her feet into his lap and wrapped his warm hands around her ankles.
“Do you want us to stop?” Rory stroked her cheek, his dark eyes staring into hers.
“No.” Jess hesitated for a moment and then just let the truth burble out of her mouth. “No, I don’t want you to stop. I just realized something, that’s all. You and Evan, you’re mine. At least I think of you that way. I know that sounds strange, but I do.”
She blushed so deeply it felt like her cheeks had been scalded and even the tips of ears were ting
ling.
“We are,” Rory said simply, his voice low and husky.
Evan nodded his agreement. “We’ve been yours since we pulled you out of the water, sweetheart. And you belong to us.” His fingers tightened around Jess’s ankles just as Rory’s free arm reached around her stomach to pull her tighter into his lap.
“Ours,” Rory growled.
Evan snickered. “Dude, try using words with more than one syllable. She’s going to think you’ve gone caveman on her.”
Jess laughed and leaned back into Rory’s arms, enjoying the moment. “If he starts grunting and dragging me back to his cave, you have to promise to help me, Evan. Otherwise, I think it’s sort of cute.”
“I am not cute!” Rory grumbled, sounding almost petulant. “Ev’s the cute, delicate one. Please don’t mix us up, baby.”
“I think you’re both cute.” Jess moved her foot slightly, running her toes along the length of Evan’s erection. “Cute, sexy, wonderful…do you want me to go on or are you appeased for now?”
“You forgot handsome,” Evan teased her.
“You’re right, I did. But I’m not hearing a whole lot of compliments coming back this way, so I think I’m keeping that one to myself for now.” Jess couldn’t believe the things coming out of her mouth. She’d never been like this with any of her boyfriends, not even Brad, and they’d lived together for a time. There was something about these two men that made her feel sexy and a little wild, and she wanted to feel like this more often.
“Have we been skimping on the compliments, Rory?” Evan asked with a grin.
“Maybe. But my mother always taught me it was rude to talk with my mouth full, so I suspect that’s been the problem.” Rory nuzzled her ear. “You’re gorgeous, and tasty, and sweet, and possibly the best cook I’ve ever met. Just don’t tell my mom I said so.”
“You’re also, sexy, sweet, and have the prettiest feet, sweetheart.”
“That’s better,” Jess beamed and blushed and felt her heart swell with happiness.
“Now, I think that maybe you two should let me up so we can have those hot chocolates. If we’re really going to try this, then I have a few questions.”
“Ev, you make the hot chocolate. I’m not ready to let her up just yet.”
Evan shook his head at Rory. “Not a chance. I’m very comfy right here myself.”
“I think I can give you both some incentive to let me up.” Jess took a quick breath and blurted out her idea before she could think twice about it. “You let me up, and we can all go down to the hot tub to drink and talk. Deal?”
Both of them went completely still, and she had to laugh when she saw the look of hopeful lust on both their faces.
“You have a hot tub?” Evan found his voice first. “Where? And why aren’t we already in it?”
“It’s outside, under the gazebo. You’re telling me you guys have been driving past that headland all this time and didn’t realize there was a hot tub in there? It’s huge! How did you miss it?”
“When we’re on the water, we’re not looking at the shore, baby. I’ve seen the gazebo, but I never realized there was a tub out there.” Rory dipped his head to whisper in her ear. “Evan and I didn’t bring swimsuits.”
Jess’s pussy clenched and her stomach did a complete roll at the thought of getting into the water with these two naked. “Then I guess I better not put one on either, just to be fair.”
The next thing Jess knew, she was on her feet and being half carried back to the kitchen by a laughing Evan, with Rory only a few steps behind. “So make that hot chocolate already! We’ll pack up some of these desserts to nibble on. What are you waiting for?”
Chapter 9
Jess went first, carrying a small tray of pastries and trying not to think about what she was about to do. Not that it was easy to pretend everything was normal when she was wearing her bathrobe, rubber boots, and nothing else at all. The guys were walking behind her, and they were laughing with every step they took. They’d started the moment she’d slipped her bare feet into her boots and they hadn’t stopped yet.
“I had no idea that rain boots were sexy, did you, Rory?”
“I don’t think they are, unless they have little pink ducks on the side. Then I think they are smoking hot.”
“My hiking boots sank to the bottom of the ocean yesterday, and I didn’t pack slippers! And I thought the ducks were cute.” Jess tossed a glance back over her shoulder and stuck her tongue out at the two men following her. “The way it rains out here, I’m amazed you haven’t all gone permanently pruned.”
Evan had insisted on carrying the tray with their drinks, and Rory had an armload of towels so they could dry off before making the walk back to the house. All three of them stopped as Jess stepped into the shelter of the gazebo and set down the tray on one of the narrow benches that lined the wall. She flipped on the power and smiled as the soft glow of a hundred or more fairy lights lit up the area without making it too bright to see the ocean outside.
“Very nice,” Evan set down his tray and turned his attention to the cover on the hot tub. “Give me a hand here, Rory. Cute as that outfit is on our girl, I’m betting she’s getting pretty chilly.”
He dropped his load in a pile on the bench and went to help Evan lift the cover, leaving Jess staring out at the darkness as she absently refolded the towels, stacking them neatly. When she was done she fished a scrunchie out of the pocket of her robe and twisted her hair up into a knot so it wouldn’t get wet. Behind her she could hear the two men lift the cover and set it on end so that it provided a sort of shelf where they could rest their drinks and the desserts she’d brought down.
Almost on cue, the voice of her self-doubt started whispering in the back her mind. What are you doing out here? When you take off that robe there is no way they are going to want you. Don’t you think you should at least turn out the lights? Jess squeezed her eyes shut and wrapped her arms around herself, holding tight as the barrage of negativity continued inside her head. She was almost ready to bolt for the house when a pair of strong arms encircled her and drew her back against a warm, bare chest. A faint whiff of citrus tickled her nose and she knew who held her. Evan.
“You’ve gone quiet, sweetheart. Everything all right?”
“Just thinking too much.”
“I know the solution to that.” He brushed a kiss to her cheek and slid a chilled hand inside her robe to palm her breast. “Let us distract you.”
“You’re sure?” Jess hated sounding so uncertain, but she knew she needed to hear them say it again.
“We’ve never been more sure of anything in our lives,” Rory spoke as he moved, coming around to face her as he stepped in close enough they were touching chest to chest.
“My sexy bookends.” She smiled up at him, loving the way it felt when they both held her like this. When they were like this, it was impossible to have doubts.
“I like the sound of that,” Evan nuzzled her hair and removed his hand from inside her robe, letting it fall to the knotted belt at her waist. “Do you want us to promise not to peek so you can get in without feeling embarrassed? I know you’re feeling shy, and that’s all right.”
Jess wrapped one arm around Rory’s waist and reached down to squeeze Evan’s hand at the same time. “Thank you for understanding.”
Rory just looked at her, puzzled. “Baby, you’re beautiful. Why don’t you want us to see you?”
“Soon, okay? But not just yet,” Jess promised. “You two are drop-dead gorgeous, it’s going to take me a little while to get used to the idea that you want to be with me.”
“One day you’re going to give me the name of the guy who convinced you that you’re not beautiful, and I’m going to go and kick his ass,” Evan muttered darkly.
“No, we’re going to go and kick his ass. And then thank him for being stupid enough to let you go so we could get our chance.” Rory leaned down and kissed her gently and then stepped back again, making a show of turning
out toward the water, his eyes firmly locked on the moon as it played peek-a-boo with the clouds.
“You two are too good to be true, thank you.”
Evan kissed her cheek and then stepped over beside Rory, leaving her privacy to undress and get into the hot tub.
The moment Jess undid her robe the chill of the night air bit into her skin and she almost scampered over to the tub, dropping her robe in a hasty tangle and kicking off her boots as she stepped up and into the water.
“Hot!” she yelped as the temperature of the water reminded her that she’d let her bare legs go nearly numb with cold. It was a painful few seconds as she waited for her body to adjust, but finally she was up to her neck in the water, watching the steam rise from the surface as she settled back into one of the seats with a contented sigh. Instead of telling them it was all right to turn around, Jess took the time to truly look at the two men who had made such an impact on her life. Both of them were tall, but Evan stood just an inch or two higher than Rory, while Rory was broader across the chest and shoulders, bulkier whereas Evan was sculpted, his body a little leaner. Jess knew Evan had to be feeling the cold as he stood there shirtless, but he showed no sign of it. Feeling a little guilty for having kept them both waiting, she crossed her arms over her chest and called out to them.
“You can turn around now.”
Both of them turned and she was greeted to two nearly identical expressions of eager desire as they both moved toward her at the same time. Evan had the advantage of already being shirtless, and Jess realized he’d already managed to toe off his shoes while they’d been waiting for her to get into the water. As a result, Evan was well ahead of Rory and he didn’t hesitate to shed his pants and boxer briefs, giving Jess an eyeful of glorious and very aroused male flesh as he hopped into the water and hauled her into his lap. Evan was sex personified, and he was all hers.
“You snooze, you lose,” he mocked Rory and then lifted a dripping hand out of the water to point to the control panel. “Last one in has to stop and turn on the jets.”
