by Tara Rose
“Those publications ensure my position here is solid. And that in turn ensured you grew up in a nice home and had an education.”
“And I appreciate all that. You gave me and Mom all the finer things in life.” Noah leaned on the desk with both palms. “But what have you done with the gifts you were given? Your brilliant mind and your ability to see more than what’s on the film, and into the person’s body, from those gray scale shapes? What justice will Jimmie ever have if his best friend can’t help him find it?”
His father’s eyes lost some of the anger so Noah straightened back up.
“What do you honestly think I can do? Even if I had a reason to pull her chart, I’m telling you there is nothing in there that will help prove what Jimmie said happened.”
“You won’t know unless you look. That’s all I’m asking. Just take a look. You weren’t here then. Maybe the radiologist missed something?”
They stared each other down for a moment or two, and then Noah left before he said something he’d regret for the rest of his life.
* * * *
Ethan and Preston sat in the office that Preston rarely used. It was piled knee-deep in two corners with stacks of journals and boxes. The other two corners sported plants that were dying because he kept forgetting to come up here and water them.
“Can you pull the chart for a teaching reason?” asked Ethan. “Noah is asking his dad the same thing, but I don’t imagine the enigmatic Dr. Nicholas Kirkland will do it.” Ethan and Nicholas respected each other as professionals, but didn’t really care for each other on a personal level.
“He can’t. He has no reason to pull a chart for teaching purposes. He might have one if the films in it had some historical significance, or if another doctor asked him if he knew whether the films in it bore a striking resemblance to something else he or she was researching, or teaching a class on, but even that’s a long shot. Nicholas wasn’t the radiologist who read the original films, so how would he know about them?”
“Okay. That makes sense. But there has to be something we can do to help Jimmie. If you could have seen the look on his face…”
“I can’t even imagine witnessing something like that at fifteen and then having to hold it in all this time.”
“So what can we do to help him?”
A smile graced Preston’s lips as he leaned back in his chair. “Why does it mean so much to you? I haven’t seen you this passionate about anyone in this town since you got here.”
Ethan shifted in his seat. “You’ve heard the rumors.”
“Oh, I’ve heard them. But I consider the sources as less than reliable most of the time. I’d rather hear the truth from you.”
“It’s true that I’m dating Savannah Patterson. And Jimmie and Noah are dating her, too.”
Preston raised his brows. “Is that so?”
“Oh, please. Like you have any room to talk.”
Preston laughed and put up both hands. “I’m not judging. I’m just surprised, that’s all.”
“Why? She’s a beautiful woman and the best nurse in the unit. Everyone loves her.”
“I agree. I’m just surprised you’d share.”
“Yeah, well, it’s not so bad.” He’d never told Preston about his fantasies. As much as Preston would probably understand, there were some things you didn’t tell your chief.
“Let me think about this for a bit. I’ll try to figure out a way we can help Jimmie. Has he considered going to the DA?”
“Noah mentioned that, but Jimmie is afraid of the backlash, and doesn’t feel like anyone would believe him.”
“So, this really isn’t coming from Jimmie. Wanting to pull his mother’s chart or talk to the DA. This is you and Noah wanting this.”
“And Savannah.” Ethan frowned. “I think she’s been in love with him most of her life.”
Preston raised his brows. “And how does she feel about you and Noah?”
Ethan chuckled. “She’s having the time of her life. That’s enough for me right now.” He stood. He couldn’t talk about Savannah’s feelings for him or Noah right now. “Thanks for considering it. I need to go and pick up Jimmie from work. We’re moving the rest of his stuff into my place tonight.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. After his revelation he finally decided living at home wasn’t the healthiest option for him any longer, and my house is too big for one person.”
“That’s what I said about mine. And now I have two people living there with me.”
“Complaining?”
Preston laughed. “Not even close. Before you go, are you four planning on going to Ruthie Patterson’s picnic?”
“Wouldn’t miss it. You want me to carry a beeper that day, just in case?”
“We both will. That way we can alternate if they need us for anything.”
“Will do. See you in the morning.”
* * * *
Savannah sat outside on the wicker sofa on Ethan’s front porch, the night before Aunt Ruthie’s picnic, watching the clouds build. Jimmie sat next to her. Ethan and Noah were both at the hospital because a bad trauma had come in. “I hope it doesn’t storm tomorrow. She’ll be so upset.”
“It’s April. It storms all month.”
She smiled at him. “True. What did you decide to do, Jimmie?”
He shrugged. “I called the DA’s office. I talked to the Assistant DA and he said he’d do some research, but didn’t give me much hope.”
“Wow. Jimmie, that’s great. I’m proud of you for taking that step.”
“Ethan encouraged me. He said he’d come with me to Murfreesboro but I went alone.”
“Maybe it will turn into something?”
He gave her such a defeated look that she nearly started crying again. “I really got the impression he was only pacifying me.”
“He was already part of the DA’s office when your mother passed. You know how it is here. Everyone knows everyone.”
Jimmie nodded. “Exactly.”
“But just wait and see, okay? At least you have some hope.”
Jimmie glanced toward the southwest sky where lightning flashed. “Shit. Aunt Ruthie is going to be so upset.”
“Maybe it will stay south of us.”
He put his arm around her and pulled her close. Savannah inhaled the smell of the night air, the flowering bushes, and Jimmie’s scent. She wished with all her heart there was something concrete she could do.
“I want to see one of those shrinks. In Murfreesboro. The names Noah’s father gave him.”
“I think that’s a good idea. Want me to go with you?”
He smiled down at her. “You would, wouldn’t you?”
“Of course I would. I’d do anything for you, Jimmie.”
He gave her such a molten look of lust that her pussy grew wet. “Anything?” he whispered.
She freed herself from his embrace and straddled him. “Yes. Anything.” He grasped her face with both hands and kissed her, tongue and all. She moaned loudly in the back of her throat as his lips and tongue worked their magic over her mouth. He’d always been a good kisser, but was getting better all the time. Must be all that practice he now regularly had.
Images rose up in her mind, bringing along with them an urge to giggle. Having sex with three men was a lot of fun and Savannah loved it, but a quickie right here on Ethan’s front porch with only Jimmie would be fun, too.
She broke the kiss and pulled off her tank top, and then unhooked her bra and tossed it onto the cushion next to Jimmie before he had time to react. He glanced around. “Ah…”
“Who’s going to see us?” She grasped her breasts and held them up, closer to his face. “He has no neighbors close enough, and no one is out walking tonight.” They hadn’t turned on his outside lights and there were no street lights. Unless someone walked or drove past the house, they wouldn’t be seen. His closest neighbors were four homes to the left, five to the right, and a few behind him. That was it so far.
Jimmie took her breasts in his hands and kneaded them, groaning softly. “You’re so beautiful, Savannah. And so sexy. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Jimmie. Make love to me. Right here and now.”
He gazed into her eyes. “What about Ethan and Noah?”
She kissed his neck. “What about them? They’re stuck at work and you know they won’t mind.” They’d talked about that shortly after Jimmie had moved in. Whether Savannah could have sex with only one or two of them if the third wasn’t around. All had agreed that was only right and fair. There was only condition they’d all decided on. They’d tell the others afterward so there would be no secrets.
“I don’t mean that.”
The tone of his voice stopped her in the process of licking his neck. “What do you mean?”
“I mean do you love them, too?” He asked so quietly she almost didn’t hear the question. Did she love Noah and Ethan? She had no clue. She’d known Jimmie all her life. What she felt for him was different than what she felt for Ethan and Noah. Was it truly love, then? The happily-ever-after kind she knew he felt for her? Was she capable of feeling that way about a man? Or three, even?
How did someone do that? Love more than one man?
“I need to know.”
“I’m fond of them. I like them. A lot. I love making love to all three of you. But I don’t feel the same way toward them as I do toward you, Jimmie. I haven’t known them as long.”
“You’ve known Noah since he was sixteen.”
“Okay. True. But all we did was exchange small talk up until a few months ago.”
“Do you think you’ll fall in love with him and Ethan one day?”
“I honestly don’t know.”
“But can you? I mean is that a possibility?”
Jimmie was so much more intense with emotional stuff than either Noah or Ethan were. But that was who he was, and Savannah knew this was important to him. He deserved an answer, so she searched her heart. “Yes. Yes it is possible that I will.”
The muscles in his face relaxed, and he kissed her gently. “Thank you for being honest. I’d have expected nothing less.”
“Are you all right with that?”
“Yes. As long as you love me, too, I can handle the rest.”
She smiled, and an odd thrill coursed through her body. “You really are a special person, Jimmie James. I hope you know that.”
“You make me feel that way, Savannah.”
“Now will you make love to me? Out here in the warm April night air?”
“Yes.”
Savannah moaned loudly as Jimmie took one nipple then the other into his warm mouth. He sucked and licked her with expert precision, bringing her so close to an orgasm that she felt dizzy. When he stood her on her feet, he pulled down her shorts and panties and then lifted each foot, kissing her instep as she stepped out of her clothes.
He laid her down on the cushions and spread her legs, and then he dove between them to lick her clit and finger-fuck her. Savannah cried out as the climax crested, and then she whimpered as she rode the waves racing through her body. Jimmie didn’t even take off his jeans. He merely unzipped them, took out his cock, and then bent her legs at the knees and turned her toward the edge of the sofa.
He plunged his dick into her, and she cried out again as delicious desire raced through her. After a moment he withdrew, pulled off his jeans and underwear, and sat on the sofa. “Climb on top of me. Please.” His voice was rough and commanding, and she loved to hear that tone in it.
She straddled him and then lowered her pussy over his cock, moaning the entire time. He grasped her hips and ground her against him, pushing up into her completely. It felt so fucking good she could barely stand it. Each thrust massaged her clit, and she knew she was going to come again. When the noise of an approaching car reached her ears, she didn’t give a shit. Let them look.
Jimmie only stopped moving when headlight beams swept over them. Savannah glanced toward the driveway and watched Noah’s SUV pull in. She caught sight of two people in the front seat.
Noah and Ethan were home.
Chapter Twelve
“Should we stop?” asked Jimmie.
Savannah grinned, and then she kissed him, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He groaned and resumed fucking her, more urgently now. She heard the men walk out onto the porch, and she caught the sound of at least one of them moaning before strong hands pulled her hair, forcing her head back.
Ethan gazed down at her with fire in his eyes. “You should have waited for us. Now you’re stuck out here, and all three of us are going to fuck you silly at the same time. And I don’t care who sees it happen.”
She shivered as he unzipped his jeans and took out his dick. With Jimmie still fucking her, Ethan grasped her head and told her to suck him dry. She took his cock into her mouth, and made satisfied noises in the back of her throat as both men fucked her mercilessly. He tasted salty and musky, and she loved the combination of velvety softness plus his thick veins grazing the inside of her mouth.
She relaxed her throat muscles because he pushed it in far tonight, and that was fine with her. He was in control, and he was taking what he wanted from her. Shivers ran up and down her spine. She’d never down anything this raw, and certainly not in public. Another climax overtook her before she could even process the sensations.
Ethan pulled out, and then Noah took his place, fucking her mouth roughly. She was used to Noah now. He was always more urgent and rougher than either Jimmie or Ethan, but she loved that about him. The way he was always ready for her and wanted her so badly made her feel alive and sexy.
She was dimly aware that Ethan had gone into the house when Jimmie asked if they could switch places. She climbed off him and then Noah stood her up. He lay down on the sofa and she straddled him, sheathing his dick with her swollen pussy. Jimmie pulled the chair over and took a seat, and then he pushed his dick into her mouth.
She heard Ethan come outside again. “Perfect,” he said. “Just perfect. Stay that way.”
“She is perfect,” said Noah. “Fucking beautiful and fucking perfect. Oh, God you feel so damn good, baby.” He brushed his hands up and down her back, sending shivers down her spine once again.
Behind her, she heard Ethan put on a condom, and then a warm, wet finger slid into her ass. Her moans grew louder when she realized what he intended to do. She was so excited now she couldn’t stand it. Noah stopped thrusting until Ethan slid his dick inside her ass, and Jimmie withdrew for a moment to ask her if she was okay.
“Yes. Perfection. Don’t stop. Please. I want this.”
Jimmie put his dick back into her mouth, and then Ethan and Noah each started thrusting. There was a considerable amount of awkwardness until they got the rhythm down, but once they timed it right, Savannah could only whimper as wave after delicious wave coursed through her. She’d never felt anything so quintessentially pure.
This was where she was meant to be. Right here, right now, with these three men.
“God this is incredible,” said Noah.
“Yes, it is,” said Ethan.
Jimmie pulled out of her mouth. “That is so fucking hot to watch.”
They all laughed because Jimmie rarely swore.
“Can we each take a turn? I mean, you know. In each place?”
“Of course,” said Ethan. He withdrew and took off his condom, and then tossed an unopened one at Jimmie. “Use more lube first, too. We don’t want to hurt her.”
Savannah blinked back tears at his words. That was another thing she loved about all three men. As rough as they sometimes were in their need for her, they were also careful to make sure she wasn’t hurt, and that she was having a good time.
Jimmie stood and moved behind her, and Ethan took his place on the chair. He grasped her head in both hands and kissed her, hard and rough. Noah moaned and then began to thrust again while Jimmie filled her asshole with more lube, put on a condom, and slid his cock into her ass.
Jimmie groaned loudly and then let out a shout she was sure they’d hear downtown. The three thrust in and out of her slowly, and then quickly, and then slowing down again. She simply tried to keep breathing and not pass out from the desire racing through her.
Ethan and Jimmie both withdrew, helped her stand, and then Noah kissed her deeply. “My turn to fuck your ass, beautiful.”
Ethan lay down on the sofa and Savannah climbed on, sheathing his dick. Her pussy was sore, but she didn’t care. She wanted this and wasn’t even close to being ready to stop. He kissed her, and when he released the kiss she licked his neck and his chest, circling her tongue around his nipples which forced loud moans from him.
Jimmie grasped her head, turned it toward him, and shoved his cock into her mouth. Behind her, Noah filled her asshole with more lube, put on a condom, and then plunged his dick into her ass.
“Oh, sweet Jesus…this is un-fucking believable.”
She had one more orgasm that was weak, but still amazing. By the end of it, all she could do was lie there and enjoy being fucked by the three sexiest, most charming, most delicious men on the planet. She never wanted this to end.
“Oh, Savannah…” Jimmie convulsed inside her mouth. “Oh, here I come!”
She swallowed every tasty drop of his salty cum, and then Noah cried out behind her and his thrusting grew jerky and even more forceful. Ethan groaned loudly, and grasped her tighter around the hips as he pushed up into her with quick movements.
Jimmie pulled out and held her head, leaning his forehead against hers and breathing heavily. It took a few moments for Noah and Ethan to withdraw, and then they helped her stand and took turns holding her and stroking her hair and back.
“We all need a shower,” she said.
The men groaned.
“You’re going to fuck us to death,” said Noah.
