by Jana Leigh
“Seriously?” Andres laughed when Dallas whistled.
“Yeah, seriously?” Bailey said.
“So, are we gonna take numbers for who gets to leave next? I really don’t want to actually go to the bathroom or get a refill and miss something. I kinda feel like we need to make a plan for this,” Jazz said and lifted her glass.
Drew and Rex came into the room and looked confused. “Who got laid this time, dammit, we're working, and you are all fucking. Andres, get your ass back to work, Dallas, Noah is looking for you. It's our turn to kiss and hug on our woman. You are getting out of too much work,” Rex said as Andres walked by him.
Jazz laughed, “Honey, they are just being mean out here. First it was Calli and now Ginny.”
“Hey, I am the only one who should be grumpy. My men won't touch me with a fucking ten foot pole because they are afraid of scaring the infant,” Bailey said.
“Language!!” Dallas called over his shoulder.
“I gotta tell you I’m liking all of this family feeling thing,” Jazz said slowly and looked at Lily. They had both been alone for a long time. Jazz wasn't someone who trusted easily. Her two men knew it.
They had so many issues with trust when they first met. It could have been because she wasn't sure who they were, and why they were helping. It was from her past, and she had overcome those issues when she found her men. They were loving and patient, even when she still almost started running when talk of committing was brought up. They now just called it, ‘getting together’ instead of ‘getting married’. It amused them both to have to refer to it in a different manner.
The sad part was they both understood it. She had a rough life, watching her father be killed right in front of her, and then finding out more of the truth when they got up here. It was a crazy time. Rex even had a few issues when he found out that Lily was his sister.
“We were catching up,” Jazz said and shrugged.
Lily nodded her head and smiled. If Rex and the other men hadn’t been trained in body language and stress detectors, they may have bought what the girls were saying. They had not seen each other in years. They knew that from the extensive background checks that they did. Not that it mattered. The two women had picked up right where they’d left off. Best friends share everything and these two definitely had shared something important.
Rex sighed and looked at his friends. It looked like they had their work cut out for them. Rex, however, refused to interrogate them. He was not going to treat his future wife with such disrespect.
“Now, Darlin’, you really need to trust us. Whatever you two are hiding, we can help you. We already know the basics. So, out with it,” Rex said reassuringly.
Jazz looked at Lily, who shrugged. “Okay fine. It’s nothing big really. At least, I don’t think so, but we have just begun to dig through the papers.”
“What papers?” Drew said sitting forward.
“Well, we have to give you the whole story so you will understand. I found out some things that I didn’t know before. Stuff about my parents and Lily’s,” Jazz said.
“Such as?” Rex said and leaned back trying to get comfortable.
“Okay, it started when my father lost his job. He couldn’t find another place to work at all. Finally, my mother suggested that she look for one, she used to be a secretary. Apparently, Lily’s mother is the one who set her up with the job. I had no clue that her parents were even involved until she showed me her mother’s diary.”
Lily sat forward and frowned. “I found it a few weeks ago, in the papers in the attic. I was just as surprised when I found a box in the corner. When I saw that the box was marked personal, I wondered why they had left it up in the attic. When I first opened it, I was surprised. On the top was a letter from a lawyer, the one that my father asked to find my birth parents. The lawyer said that my birth father wanted to have a meeting with my parents.”
Jazz grabbed her hand and squeezed it. She knew this was difficult for her. Rex watched with interest. He had the feeling that something big was coming, something that would help them in the mission. They needed to put the Digrossi family out of business. His dumbass father needed to be in jail, right alongside his half-brothers. Rex talked to Andres this morning and he was worried about Rex. Andres wanted him to come back to Colorado and stay with him and his new wife.
Rex, of course, said no. He wasn’t going to leave Jazz. Andres was turning out to be a true brother. He had his friends who were his family, but it was nothing like having the real thing. The relationship was different. His friends were the family that he chose. He would never give them up or trade them for a second. He trusted them with his life and would do anything for them, but Andres was blood. He would never know what he truly did; it wasn’t the type of relationship he wanted or needed from his half-brother. He just needed to know that he had family. He thought it was the type of relationship he was watching between the girls—they were chosen family.
“Then I found my mother’s diary, and things began to make a little more sense. My birth father was a rich man; he denied paternity because I was a female. I guess he thought that girls didn’t matter that much. Apparently, he came to the house once and saw a woman he wanted. So in exchange for letting my parents keep me, they had to introduce him to this woman. It was Jazz’s mom. I thought they had only been introduced, since her mom was married and that was it. Then as I read on, I realized that this man had manipulated Jazz’s father’s boss into firing him. Then, when they were desperate, he swooped in and gave her mother a job.” Lily paused and looked around the room. All the men were listening intently, but none of them understood the ramifications yet.
“He tried time and time again to seduce Jazz’s mother, but she never gave in. In fact, she was going to quit her job, because she found out that this man was into illegal shit,” Lily continued. “I let Jazz read the diary. We have been digging through the papers once we realized what my mom’s diary was saying.”
Jazz sat quietly and looked at Rex and Drew with tears in her eyes. “Her mom wrote about the day that Digrossi killed my dad. They were there, my father had reached his breaking point with his harassment. He was going to call the police and give them everything they had gathered. Digrossi must have heard about it. He came to the house, my father and he fought. Lily’s dad tried to help, but Digrossi brought his buddies. They held him back while my mom and Lily’s mom grabbed us to protect us. Digrossi shot my dad and then threatened both of our families. Lily’s parents wanted to leave town and hide. They tried to get my mom to come with them. She sunk into such a depression that she refused to leave the house she lived in with my dad. After a few years, her parents couldn't stand the stress anymore and moved up here. They bought the house in Lily’s mother’s birth name, and all the records are hidden in layers of paperwork. We are now finding documents they had to help protect themselves if Digrossi ever found them.”
The room fell silent as everyone processed what the girls told them. Rex was running through things in his mind when he got to the part where Lily was Digrossi’s daughter. If she were his daughter, that meant she was related to him and Andres. They had a sister.
Rex looked up and saw that Drew had reached the same conclusion and was waiting for him to respond. The other guys did the same until the air in the room became oppressive.
“Digrossi is your birth father?” Rex asked quietly.
Lily sobbed and buried her face in Jazz’s neck. “Yes, but I am nothing like him. I don’t want to meet him and don’t give a shit if we are related. I would never support him in his dealings.”
Rex nodded, looked at Trent and Bear who knew where this was going. They nodded and watched as Rex struggled to stand, then went, and joined the girls on the couch.
“Lily, look at me,” he said and waited for the woman to stop crying. Jazz ran her hand over her friend’s head, and that seemed to soothe her. Finally, Lily turned and Rex could not believe the likeness with Andres. How had he not seen it?
Probably the drugs, but still.
“Lily, listen to me. I completely understand what you are saying, and none of us think you would want to hurt us. That is not what I need to talk to you about though. Digrossi is the scum of the earth. He had affairs with many women; his two sons with his wife are as nasty and mean as he is. A few years ago, I had to go undercover for the FBI to try to infiltrate Digrossi’s operation. While there, I found the youngest son, Andres, was nothing like his brothers. He went to college and became a lawyer, not to bail his dad out, more like to help put him away.” Rex’s heart was beating wildly as he sat next to a woman he hoped would be happy to have family again.
Jazz watched curiously with her hand still soothing Lily, who was trembling. “Andres is in protective custody after turning evidence against his brothers and father. He is in Colorado where he met his new wife. They are happy. I went undercover to make sure Digrossi paid for his crimes. I was out for vengeance. It was easy for them to accept me because my mother was Digrossi’s long time secretary—and lover. Digrossi didn’t know or care that I was his bastard son, too.”
Lily gasped, pulled her hand back, and looked at her friend. She was trying to understand what he was trying to say, but it just wasn’t registering. “Lily,” Rex said softly and laid a hand on her leg. “Andres is my half-brother and yours. You will love him. Do you understand what I am saying? I am your half-brother, too.”
Lily started crying and flung her arms around Rex. He closed his eyes and smiled at another member of their family who was in danger. She didn't know it yet, but if Digrossi found out about her and knew that she had papers from his criminal enterprise in her possession, she had just painted a huge red target on her back. Rex looked at Bear and Trent, they said she was their future, he knew they would protect her with their lives.
Jazz was crying also. She wrapped her hands around her waist and quietly let the tears fall. It took him a moment before he realized that she was crying for a completely different reason. He looked at Drew and frowned.
His friend struggled and got up also, and pulled Jazz alongside him into the bathroom.
“Hey, we are not doing the bathroom thing again,” Jazz protested when Drew pulled her behind him down the hallway. Drew asked for her help a few minutes ago when they were done, wrapping up the computer search for the night. The guys all agreed that they needed to spend time with the girls for the night.
Christmas Eve was in just a few days, and they all had ordered their presents. Everyone was hiding them all around the property. However, Rex wasn’t so sure they could hide what they got her for much longer.
She was a gear head. She loved older classic cars, and they were sure she would love the rusted out old Corvette they bought and restored for her. It was a 1983, and they painted it red with flames along the bottom.
“We aren’t going to the bathroom,” Drew leered at her from in front of her.
“Whatever,” Jazz said giggling and running behind him. She loved it when they got impatient. He pulled her into the spare room that was behind the stairs; no one would hear them here. Rex sat in the chair with his legs crossed. When they opened the door, he shot up and was on her like white on rice.
“Undress now,” Rex ordered, and clothes began to fly everywhere, all of them impatient enough to follow orders. Jazz ended up flat on her back in the middle of the bed, right where she liked to be.
“Okay, but if they realize we are gone, we will never hear the end of this,” Jazz teased.
Drew reached up, trailed his finger down her neck to her breast and circled the areola. Her nipple stood at attention as he teased her. Rex leaned in, licked her other straining nipple, and she had to fight the urge to grab the back of their heads and put them where she wanted them. The moisture was flowing between her legs and she rubbed her thighs together.
Rex let his hand drift down her stomach and then to her mound. He cupped it gently, playing with the soft and neatly trimmed hair that was there. Finally, both of them latched on to her nipples at the same time and she threw her head back and moaned. The dual sensations were enough to drive her wild, but add to that the difference in their mouths and she was wiggling with pent—up need.
"I'm gonna have my evening snack," Rex murmured against her now peaked nipple and kissed his way down her stomach. She felt his hot breath on her mound and wanted to beg him to hurry.
Drew palmed the breast that Rex just left and continued to suck and nip at her, making her writhe under him. "I love your breasts, they're perfect, just like you. Darlin', I need you to touch me," he whispered. She moved her free hand between them, trailed her hand down his taunt stomach, and finally grasped his thick, hard cock. It was weepy with pre-cum already. She smoothed the thick liquid around the tip of his head and then tugged him up. She almost screamed when Rex swiped her pussy lips the first time. She had been so focused on the job at hand, that she forgot where Rex was.
Rex had settled her thighs over his shoulders and used his fingers to hold her open for him. Spearing her with his tongue and then licking up to her clit in a fast and relentless rhythm that was driving her mad. Jazz clutched Drew's cock a little firmer and began to stroke him in the same rhythm that Rex set.
Drew moved to lay on the pillows, his hard, straining cock tantalizing her by bobbing right in front of her face. She couldn't resist leaning forward and giving it a quick swipe with her tongue to get the taste of him. Drew groaned and then moved quicker while Rex helped position her on her hands and knees, protecting her head with pillows stacked up, so she could lean on them.
Once they were in place, she grinned and looked up at Drew, who was looking like he was in a little pain.
"Oh, poor baby, does he need some attention?" she muttered, leaned in a little, and licked his head again.
"Mr. Happy has been waiting for this all night, he was crying earlier," Drew said jokingly and then grabbed his cock by the base and waved it at her.
"Must we always call him that, it's fucking creepy, man," Rex said lifting his head from where he had still been licking her pussy from behind.
"Mr. Happy is a perfectly fine name for his cock, maybe we should call yours Mr. Grumpy," she giggled and rested her head on his thigh while trying to catch her breath.
Rex growled at her and then said, “Well, Mr. Grumpy is going to need for you to get a move on.”
He nodded and she giggled a little more, but then the laughter quickly turned into a moan as she felt Drew tweak both of her nipples as she rose and Rex used two fingers to spear her pussy hard and fast. She was so wet. His fingers just slid in with no resistance, and she began to feel her wetness gather again.
"Yeah, sweetheart, cream for me," Rex said and continued to pump his fingers in and out of her while she tried to concentrate on Drew, who was holding his cock in front of her lips. They did this to her all the time, and it drove her crazy. How was anyone supposed to concentrate when they did this to her? Jazz grinned and then reached out and grasped his cock, pumping a few times and then fondling his balls with her other hand.
Drew moaned and said, “Man, she has the best hands ever. You have to help me, or I am going to blow sky high before we even get started.”
Rex chuckled and said, "Give me a minute, and she won't be teasing anymore." Rex pulled his fingers out of her and then lined up his cock with her pussy. "You ready, baby? You're gonna be stuffed with our cocks," Rex said, grasped her hips, and she groaned around Drew's cock.
Drew wrapped a hand in her hair and she lowered her mouth slowly down his shaft until it hit the back of her throat. Shit, she could only ever get him halfway into her mouth because he was so fucking huge. Jazz grasped the base of his cock with one hand and began working it with her hand in time with her mouth.
Rex pushed slowly inside her tight pussy, and he panted. "Holy shit, I love your pussy, every single time we make love to you, it's like the first."
"Damn, I was so fucking hard when everyone was sneaking around having sex, I could barel
y contain myself."
She wanted to smile as they talked about her. They still had no idea what those words did to her. She and the guys had slipped into each other's lives as if they had always belonged there. Jazz realized this right at the beginning. When they were together, there was nothing they couldn’t do. They proved it, they never let her down, even when she was sure something was impossible they came up with. They were what she needed to make her life whole.
When Rex was finally seated in her to the hilt, she took a deep breath around Drew's cock and then swallowed. Drew moaned again and the hand on her hair tightened. Rex pulled back and she was naturally pulled back with him, allowing Drew's cock to slide out to the tip. Then Rex pushed back quickly, Drew's cock slid down her throat again, stopping where her hand had been stroking.
Jazz closed her eyes and turned her body over to them. Rex directed the symphony of movements while Drew encouraged both of them and talked about what he was seeing and feeling.
"That is so sexy, watching Rex pumping in and out of you. I can see your juices running down your thighs, I can't wait to get a taste of that, baby. Oh man, and your mouth, every time you hit that spot, I feel like I'm going to shoot my load right then."
Moving faster, Drew had to stop talking because the feelings were becoming intense. They could all feel the passion building, getting ready to flow over them. It was a glorious feeling to be between these two men. She thought about what they had talked about before, and her pussy began to quiver at the thought of both of them fucking her at the same time. Rex shifted a little and with each of his strokes, he hit her clit and she knew it wasn't going to be long before she exploded. Drew cried out that he was getting ready.
Rex reached around her easily, held her up, and then said loudly, "Come." And all three of them released the tension as they felt their release flow through them. Jazz swallowed every last drop before collapsing in a quivering mess on top of Drew with Rex sandwiching her, lying on her back.
