“Well, that was really something,” Crash said, shifting a little. “Who’d have expected a tire to blow right at that tight hairpin turn on the coast road?”
Sami sighed. “It really was something. Thank you again, AJ. You’re a fantastic driver. I thought for sure we were goners.”
“Me, too, brother. Me, too,” Crash echoed from her other side.
“Thanks. But that makes three of us. I’m not sure my heart has even started beating again. When we hit that guard rail and the back end of the car slid over the edge, I saw my life flash before my eyes. Unfortunately it wasn’t nearly as exciting as I would have liked.”
“My heart sure started beating. I don’t think it’ll ever slow down.” Buffy put a hand over it as if trying to keep it from escaping.
“I can’t say my heart stopped, but man was I scared. I have to admit I was worried for a while that extra baked potato from dinner might just tip the scale and dump us down that huge frigging cliff,” Crash commented. “I wasn’t sure we could get out in time. I might just tough it out and skip my bedtime snack.”
“Okay, if that isn’t a sign from God that the apocalypse was narrowly avoided, I don’t know what is.” AJ laughed.
“No kidding,” Sami said. “I’m just glad the car didn’t go over after all, even when we got out. Is your insurance going to cover the damage?”
“It should. Don’t worry about it. I’ll get by.”
Sami shifted to look at Crash. “How about you, big guy? Are you okay? I can’t get over the reflexes you two have. It couldn’t have been more than a second from the time the tire blew until you wrapped your arms around me from the backseat. How did you do that?”
“Oh, shucks, ma’am. Weren’t nothing.” His voice was joking, but he turned a red face toward the window as he said it.
She slapped lightly at his arm. “The hell it was nothing. It was amazing. You two hardly even know me, but you put yourself at risk for me. That window shattered and peppered you with glass, but you were there to shield me from it. I am going to check every inch of your back as soon as we get to my room to make sure there’s no glass embedded in it. I don’t want any argument, either, mister.”
“Really, it was nothing,” he protested. “I just couldn’t stand the thought of you getting hurt. I meant what I said at dinner. We are quickly falling hopelessly in love with you. But if it will make you feel better, I’ll let you double check. I have no doubt that a change of shirt and I’ll be good as new.”
“We’ll see.” Sami returning her gaze to AJ. “How about you? I saw you favoring your left arm after we got out. With your profession that can’t be a good thing.”
“Oh, it’s just a little strained. No big deal. I’ve done that more times than I can count—which, unlike Crash over there, is higher than the number of fingers on both hands.”
“Despite that, as soon as I am done checking out the gorilla here, I am going to give you a massage and see if we can’t help those muscles some.”
“Oh, gosh. My arm. It’s. Not working. May be. Broken. Possibly. Falling off.” Crash spoke in his best William Shatner imitation, looking as tragic as he could in the dark car.
Laughing, Sami swiveled her head enough to look at him. “Okay, you can have a massage, too.”
He broke into a wide grin, and Sami realized he was just as excited about the idea of her touching him as she was. She had always heard that traumatic, or in this case dramatic, events made you appreciate life more and heightened all of the senses for a while. She hadn’t realized that included the libido. She was suddenly hornier than she could ever remember being before. The car crash had been terrifying, but now it was turning into a great excuse to get her hands on the broad chests and backs of these hunks—for professional reasons, of course. It had been worth every second of fear.
The taxi arrived, and they piled out of the backseat, probably looking like a clown car, Sami thought. As AJ paid the driver, Allie came out and ran up to them. “Are you all okay? Chuck called and told me about the accident. He said nobody was hurt, but I need to hear it from you. Is there anything I can do? Do you want a drink? We’ve never had our guests almost get killed before.”
“We’re just fine, Allie. Really.” Crash looked slightly shocked when Allie grabbed him for a hug then attacked Sami and AJ, who brought up the rear.
Sami smiled at her. “I just need to work a little of my professional mojo on the boys here, and they will be good as new. I would like to help you make breakfast in the morning to thank them for protecting me like they did. You should have seen them, Allie. Superman couldn’t have reacted faster than they did. It was incredible.”
She suddenly became aware that she was running her hands down each of the guys’ arms as she talked and that Allie was giving her a knowing smile. Feeling her face go hot, she took a half step away.
“I can imagine. You must have fast reflexes to play football,” Allie said. “I’d be happy to have the help tomorrow. Now go take care of your guys—and don’t worry, Crash. I’ll have a snack set out for you in the kitchen for when you’re done.” She made shooing gestures toward the staircase.
“Let’s use my room,” Sami called as they reached the top of the stairs. “I’ve got my supplies in there.”
“That’s fine,” Crash said plaintively. “Just hurry. I may never be able to lift a sandwich again. Oh, the inhumanity of it all! Why, cruel fate, would you do something so evil to one so good?”
“For Pete’s sake. Get in there already.” AJ scowled at him and punched his shoulder as Crash went by, but Sami saw it was a very light hit.
She laughed at them both. “Get your shirt off and lie down, you goof.” She was proud of herself for sounding fairly natural, instead of as flustered as she felt. Her palms were sweaty, and her chest felt tight with the anticipation of getting them half-undressed.
He bowed, flourishing his arm in a way that belied his insistence that it was injured. “As you command, my lady.”
As he took off his shirt, Sami wondered at how quickly her anger toward them had melted away during the day. Crash had been flirting with her nonstop since they’d met, and even AJ had gotten into it at times. She needed to decide if Crash’s earlier proposal had been serious. AJ had promised to think about the threesome thing, and Sami had made up her mind on the way back that she was willing to try it, if she ever got the chance. The thought had taken hold of her, and she was practically drooling at the sight of Crash’s bare shoulders, twisting this way and that as he shifted to see if there were any marks on his back.
She stepped closer and put her hands on him, sliding them gently from his waist all the way up the huge expanse of his shoulders. His muscles were hard and massive under the surprisingly smooth skin of his back. From his size she would have expected him to be a hairy monster, but he was as smooth as she was. Seeing the sudden catch in his breathing, she chuckled as she realized he was as nervous of her touch as she had been of his earlier. “Lie down, stud. I don’t want you passing out on me.”
He obediently settled himself on her king bed, and she began a massage, mentally going over what had gotten her angry with them before. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that she had taken their earlier comments out of context. Neither of them had actually offered to pay her to have sex with the other. They had each only tried to get her to look at their friend and be nice. After the conversation at dinner, it all made more sense. How had she gotten so angry when all she really wanted to do was be at the mercy of their carnal desires? It must have been fear of getting involved and being hurt again. That fear seemed ridiculous now. Her old self was begging to be allowed to come out and play now, to show them what kind of a girl she could be with a little encouragement.
After ten minutes, she had them switch places and worked on AJ for a little while, her brain going around in circles. Did they want her? What if they were just playing? They couldn’t really be serious. But if they were and she blew it off, sh
e would lose the best opportunity of her life. If she went for what she wanted tonight and then found out they were just playing—Well, at least she’d never have to wonder what sex with them would have been like. She’d been such a coward since Ron, but playing it safe hadn’t gotten her anything good. Even if it didn’t work out with Crash and AJ, she might get a little of her self-respect back if she actually took a risk.
She stood up. “Change places again.”
“You don’t have to keep going.” Crash was sitting in her chair, watching and smiling. He hadn’t put his shirt back on, and she took that as a good sign. A thrill went through her as she realized what she was about to do. It was a step that could backfire miserably, but if she chickened out now, she would never forgive herself. She might as well lie down and die.
“We’re going to do something different now. Lie down, please.” She pointed to the bed, deciding that Crash would be best to start off with. It was pretty obvious that he, at least, wouldn’t turn down an offer of sex.
He took his place, and Sami mentally squared her shoulders, telling herself there was nothing to be afraid of. Then she climbed on the bed, straddling Crash’s waist and settling her weight on his six-pack. Unable to stop herself, she ground her pelvis into him for a second. Immediately her juices flooded to her pussy, followed by a wave of heat as he involuntarily reacted to the feeling. The air around her seemed to change, and she felt like raising her head to shout in triumph, “I’m back!”
The confidence Ron had stolen from her was suddenly in her grasp again. She knew it was probably just the leftover adrenaline from the accident, but she felt as if she had just come back to life. She lifted her shirt up and over her head and threw it to AJ, who was standing next to the desk, staring at her. “Is it hot in here or is it just you two?”
Ignoring his shocked expression, she rubbed her hands over Crash’s solid chest, feeling every inch of it once more, relishing the feel of so much muscle under her fingers. Massaging these two was a lot of work, but it was definitely worth it. She gave AJ her most seductive smile, even though he was still staring, his eyes wide. “Toss me that bottle of baby oil on the counter there, please.”
She caught the deftly tossed bottle and with a practiced finger popped the top and dribbled a fair amount onto her hands. Pushing, pulling, and kneading Crash’s skin, she felt herself starting to slip into a mindset she hadn’t experienced in a very long time. She knew she was naturally submissive, but that was exactly what had gotten her into trouble with Ron. He had taken advantage of that aspect of her personality, bullying her into accepting his shady dealings for a while. She’d been terrified to allow herself to feel that way with anyone since then, afraid that she would be too easily influenced.
Crash and AJ would never hurt her the way Ron had. It wasn’t clear to her how she knew that, but she would have bet her life on it. She became conscious of a strong desire to please them, to be submissive the way Allie was submissive to Karl. Images went through her mind of herself kneeling before them, pleasing them sexually, being available to them. Her heart sped up, and her breathing constricted, and she closed her eyes with the intensity of it. It seemed impossible to stop what she was doing, although she needed to include AJ somehow, show him that even if he was hesitant, it could work between them all if he gave it a chance.
He still stood, although he seemed to be twitching, as if making up his mind whether he should make a run for the door. She had to keep him there, do something to interest him. Not sure if her voice would even work, Sami caught his eye and gave him an impish grin. “Could you help me please, AJ? My hands are all oily, and I don’t want to ruin my good bra. Be a love and take it off for me, won’t you?”
AJ hesitated, but then came over to the bed. Instead of getting to work, though, he seemed to be considering something. She gave him a quizzical look.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked, his voice deeper than normal.
It was no time to second-guess herself. She knew if she stopped to consider all of the aspects of what she was doing, all of her self-doubts would come flooding back in. She forced those thoughts out of her mind and nodded.
He looked into her eyes a moment longer before he began fumbling with the straps, trying to release the clasp. Crash made a motion as if he wanted to help, opening his eyes wide to see what was going on. His movements slid her sideways, forcing her to squeeze her thighs against his sides to keep from falling.
“Stop moving or he won’t be able to get it off.” Sami slapped playfully at his shoulder. “Don’t you want him to get it off?”
He jerked again, making a strangled noise, but then he seemed to get the idea and calmed down.
Feeling the strap finally come free, Sami shrugged, and the bra slid forward. She looked over to AJ and cooed, “Well, don’t leave me hanging, baby.”
She almost felt sorry for the big guy as he stammered, blushing harder than she had ever seen a guy blush. AJ tried to avert his eyes, but, not being able to see what he was doing, his hand brushed her right breast. He snapped it back, but the brief touch ignited a flame in her she had held in check for far too long. Abandoning the ploy, she tossed the garment to the side and grabbed his arm, ignoring the oil on her hands. Before he could resist, she had pulled him forward until their lips met in a crushing kiss.
Sami hadn’t been sure how he would react, but after a moment he relaxed, giving in to the desire he’d refused to admit to earlier. She softened her lips and allowed his tongue to slip in, groaning as her body seemed to ignite in a burning passion. Their tongues dueled for a minute as she rocked her pelvis back and forth on Crash’s hard abdomen, desperate to be in contact with both of them at once.
They jumped apart when Crash’s voice broke the silence. “You’re killing me here, Buffy. If you aren’t serious about this, I need to leave now, while I still can.”
Sami straightened herself but kept her death grip on AJ as insurance. “If either of you try to leave before I’ve had my way with you both, I will make the linebackers you’ve faced in the past look like little fuzzy ducks. You wanted a threesome, Crash, and tonight you’re going to get your wish, even if it kills us all.”
She put her right hand on Crash’s chest to steady herself and keep him in place as she looked up into AJ’s face. “Where were we?”
There was a dark, smoldering lust in his eyes, and Sami knew she had crossed the line of no return. She was glad. Now that the decision had been made, she was determined to make the most of the opportunity. “Kiss me again, AJ.”
His face descended toward hers, and she closed her eyes as their lips collided. Her skin was on fire, and her breathing caught in her throat when she felt AJ’s hand cup her right breast. Almost immediately he pulled it away, and she felt his uncertainty. Breaking their kiss, she grabbed his wrist and tried to put all of her feelings into her eyes. “Don’t stop.”
They stared at each other for a moment, then he returned his hand to where it had been. He began massaging her breast, pinching and pulling her nipple, his mouth growing more demanding on hers, his body pressing closer, doubling the heat that was already coursing through her body. She squirmed against Crash, knowing that the hot moisture from her pussy must be obvious to him. He moved his hips as she slid down against him, grinding his swollen erection against her groin. She knew it was time to get him more involved in the action.
Pushing AJ away slightly, she leaned down and met Crash’s eyes. He looked uncertain, as if wondering whether she was going to kiss him or order him to leave. But there was a hope in his eyes, and she hesitated only a second before bringing her lips to his.
His arms went around her, and he pulled her in so that her full weight rested on him. Another wave of heat flooded through her at the feel of their skin meeting, as if she was fusing herself into him. It was a glorious sensation, and she wanted to laugh with delight as his tongue slid into her mouth and his hand reached down to caress her ass through her jeans.
She had
to break the kiss after only a moment, knowing that AJ probably felt uncomfortable. When she pulled her face away from Crash, she smiled into his eyes for a moment before turning back to AJ. He looked like a wild animal assessing the situation, deciding whether to pounce or run for cover. She crawled off Crash and stood facing them, feeling her confidence waver. But it was now or never. Steeling herself, she unzipped her jeans and dropped the remainder of her clothing to the floor in a single move.
She looked from one to the other, forcing herself not to turn and run. There was no way to know how they would react. Maybe they would think she was being too aggressive or that she wasn’t attractive enough for them. There was an awkward half second of silence. Sami’s nerve was on the point of breaking before Crash sat up, a huge grin spreading across his face.
“My turn.” With yet another example of his incredible reflexes, he jumped up and stripped out of his pants at least as quickly as she had. He and AJ stared at each other for a moment while Sami held her breath. Then AJ gave a slight nod and undressed as well, although a little more slowly. She knew they had seen each other naked hundreds of times in their locker rooms and showers, but it was undoubtedly different when they were both standing in front of a naked woman.
There was silence for a minute as they stared at her and she stared back in fascination at the incredible physiques of the men. Their dicks were long and thick and obviously hard. Her men, she reminded herself. She reached out, running her hand from AJ’s chest over his pecs and down his solid abs to the prize she had been fantasizing about for days. Wrapping her fingers around him, she groaned and stretched out her other hand to claim Crash’s dick as well. He leaned in then for another kiss, taking her face in his hands and whispering, “I think I love you, Buffy,” before his mouth met hers.
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