Missing Linc

by Kori Roberts

  invitation to participate — even if only from a distance. He held Linc”s gaze as he thrust into

  Tomi”s mouth, his expression hot and feverish.

  With one hand still on the steering wheel, Linc slid his other hand between his legs,

  massaging his aching erection through his pants as he drove aimlessly. He”d lost track of

  where he was a long time ago, knowing without a doubt that he was nowhere near his

  intended destination. He tried to focus on his surroundings, but the sights and sounds

  coming from the backseat affected his ability to think about anything other than what would

  happen next.

  For some unknown reason, limos brought out the freak in people. This wasn”t the first

  time Linc witnessed a couple getting busy in the backseat, and he”d received and turned

  down more than his fair share of offers to join in on the fun. But this time — with this

  couple — he was certain that, if asked, he wouldn”t have the strength to say no.

  Movement in his rearview mirror drew his attention to the backseat once again.

  “Jesús.” Linc didn”t think he”d ever seen anything sexier than what he saw now. They”d

  switched places, and Tomi now leaned against the back of the seat with her dress bunched

  around her waist. Mitch pushed her legs back, holding them open with his large hands. He

  kneeled on the floor of the limo in front of her with his face buried in her pussy. Tomi”s fingers gripped the back of the seat behind her head, and her face contorted in pleasure as

  her cries of ecstasy echoed in the air.

  “Oh, yes.” Her hips gyrated, as if she were trying to force more of herself into his

  mouth. Mitch groaned in response, and his efforts increased.

  “God, baby…gonna make me come.”

  “Uh-huh.” Mitch”s voice sounded husky, his words slightly muffled. “Wanna taste

  you.”

  Tomi”s sudden cries filled the limo, and her body bucked wildly against the seat.

  As he watched, Linc had a death grip on his cock, knowing that if he let go, he”d come

  in his pants.

  Mitch raised his upper body off the seat until he was eye level with Tomi. Leaning

  forward, he kissed her, whispering words against her lips that he spoke too quietly for Linc

  to understand.

  In one easy movement, Mitch lifted Tomi off the seat and onto his lap. With his hands

  wrapped around her waist, Mitch positioned her so that she straddled his legs with her back

  against his chest. When their eyes met in the rearview mirror, Tomi looked at Linc with the

  same hunger he”d seen in Mitch”s expression. And Linc was certain that it matched the one

  burning in his own gaze.

  Linc didn”t give himself time to think about the consequences as he unzipped his pants,

  reached inside, and pulled his cock free. As he stroked up and down his shaft, he stared at

  Tomi”s pussy. Smooth and hairless, it was wet with her arousal; the cream that coated the lips

  was visible, even in the darkened interior of the limo.

  Mitch lowered Tomi onto his waiting dick, and the sound of three distinct moans rang

  out as he pushed inside her. Once he was fully seated, Mitch began fucking Tomi hard and

  deep, his big dick stretching her wide. Each time he thrust, Linc reciprocated the move, his cock, hot and leaking, fucking into his hand as he imagined it was Tomi”s warm, wet heat

  instead.

  “Oh…fuck me, baby.” Tomi”s eyes closed, and her head fell back against Mitch”s

  shoulder as she rode him.

  Mitch kept one hand wrapped around her waist and used the other hand to pull the top

  of her dress down, exposing her perfect breasts for Linc to view. Mitch massaged each breast,

  pausing to play with her nipples, rubbing and rolling the darkened berries between his

  thumb and forefinger.

  Their voices became a constant chorus of moans and groans, begging and pleading,

  their bodies came together frantically, the movements filled with urgency and desperation.

  “Goddamn…you feel good.” Mitch pounded into Tomi; her body vibrated from the

  force of his thrusts.

  “Yes.” Linc saw Tomi”s body begin to shake. “Gonna come again.”

  “Ride me, baby.” Mitch encouraged her. The hand around her waist moved between

  her legs and played with her clit. “Come on my cock.”

  Tomi began to wail even before Mitch finished speaking, her body trembling

  uncontrollably on top of him, fluids squirting from her as she came. Mitch was right behind

  her, shouting her name while slamming inside her.

  The sight of Mitch”s cock sliding in and out of Tomi”s pussy, covered in a mixture of his

  cum and her cream, was more than Linc could take. He shot so hard, his ears rang and vision

  blurred. It was through sheer willpower that he managed to stay on the road; his hands were

  shaking, and he barely maintained control of the steering wheel.

  The sounds of their combined breathing floated through the limo, and it took several

  minutes before Linc could finally think clearly. The clock on the dashboard confirmed that

  less than an hour had passed since he”d picked them up from the airport, but it felt like an

  eternity. He looked down at his cum-covered hand and grimaced. Linc leaned over, opened the

  glove compartment, and removed a small box of Kleenex. He pulled several out of the box

  and cleaned his hand as much as possible while he continued to drive. Glancing in the back

  of the limo, he saw Mitch and Tomi pulling tissue from the built-in dispenser as they tried to

  do the same thing.

  “Sorry, we made a mess back here,” Mitch called out as he helped Tomi adjust her

  dress.

  Linc shrugged. “Don”t worry about it. Leather cleans easily.” A smile spread across his

  face. “Besides, the privilege of witnessing the two of you together in the back of my limo

  more than made up for anything you leave in it.”

  Tomi met his eyes in the mirror and smiled. Running her fingers through her hair, she

  said, “I guess you see this kind of thing all the time, huh?”

  “Occasionally,” he admitted. “But I”ve never seen anything as incredible as the two of

  you.” It was true. The chemistry between them was amazing.

  “We haven”t done anything like this is a long time,” she confessed. “I guess the

  atmosphere” — she gave him a sultry look — “and the audience brought our wild sides to the

  surface.”

  Afterward, they settled into a comfortable silence. Mitch and Tomi cuddled together in

  the backseat, sharing whispered words and gentle kisses, and Linc drove on autopilot, his

  thoughts still focused on the events of the past hour. What he”d done was completely out of

  the realm of professionalism, yet Linc didn”t feel an ounce of guilt about it. Tomi and Mitch

  had a certain magnetism that he found irresistible. Linc hadn”t been this attracted to one

  person — let alone two people — since…well…in a very long time.

  Before he knew it, Linc was pulling into the circular drive of the hotel. He parked the

  limo and turned off the ignition before turning around to look at his passengers. “Well, we made it to the hotel, and we”re all still in one piece.” Although Linc had no

  idea how he”d done it. With all the activity in the limo, his attention span was nonexistent.

  Sheer luck got them to their destination without him running over anyone in the process.

  Linc got out
of the limo and walked around to their door. He waited for them to climb

  out of the limo before he moved to the trunk and began unloading their luggage. He handed

  each piece to the hotel attendant, who loaded it onto a baggage cart. Once Linc removed the

  last piece from the trunk, he turned to Mitch and Tomi, who stood off to the side.

  “It was nice to meet both of you.” Linc smiled, ignoring the inexplicable

  disappointment he felt knowing that he wouldn”t see these two people again. “Welcome

  again to San Juan. I hope you have a great wedding and an even better honeymoon.”

  Smiling broadly, Mitch reached out to shake his hand. “Thanks, man. That was a hell of

  a ride and the best way to start a vacation.” When Linc pulled his hand away, there was a

  fifty-dollar bill in his palm.

  “I can”t take this.” Linc held the money out to him. Mitch tried to protest, but he

  insisted. “Trust me.” He chuckled. “The pleasure was as much mine as it was yours.”

  “Well, there has to be a way for us to thank you for making our trip enjoyable thus

  far,” Tomi spoke up. She glanced at Mitch, who nodded.

  “Tomi”s right,” Mitch said. “Since you won”t take our money, why don”t you join us for

  dinner tonight? Maybe you can show us some nice places to get a good Puerto Rican meal.”

  Linc thought about all the reasons why he didn”t need to mix business with pleasure

  any more than he already had with these two. But when he looked into their faces, it was

  impossible for him to say no to either of them.

  “I”d love to.” The smile Tomi gave him erased any doubts he had and made his decision

  to say yes worth it. He glanced at his watch. It was almost seven o”clock in the evening. “Does eight thirty

  work for you?” At their nods, he smiled. “Cool. I”ll meet you back here at that time. I know a

  good place not too far from here that I think you”ll like.”

  “That sounds good,” Mitch told him. “We”ll see you then.” Linc watched Mitch lead

  Tomi into the hotel by the hand before he returned to the limo.

  As he drove away, a huge grin spread across Linc”s face. He made a mental note to

  thank Miguel for not coming in to work for the day. Hell, maybe he”d even give him a raise.

  Chapter Two

  “This is beautiful.” Tomi stood on the balcony of their hotel suite, watching the sun set

  over the ocean and enjoying the warm evening breeze.

  Mitch”s strong arms slid around her waist, and he pulled her tightly against him. “It”s

  nowhere near as beautiful as you,” he whispered in her ear.

  Her eyes fluttered closed as Mitch”s lips moved along the column of her neck. Leaning

  back, she offered him a kiss, moaning softly when his mouth covered hers. Immediately, her

  lips opened, her tongue automatically sought his, and she poured everything she felt for him

  into her kiss before their lips parted.

  As they continued to watch the sunset in silence, Tomi”s thoughts shifted to their limo

  ride. She”d forgotten how much it turned her on to have sex in front of another person. In

  fact, she still felt turned on. Linc was an extremely handsome man, his skin a beautiful shade

  of butterscotch, and he had the most amazing gray eyes she”d ever seen. Even in his uniform,

  it was obvious he was in great shape. Tomi found herself wondering what he looked like

  underneath all those clothes. The thought of Linc naked had Tomi feeling grateful that Mitch couldn”t see her face.

  If he could, he”d see the sudden guilt — and desire — she was certain shone plainly in her

  eyes.

  She was here to marry this wonderful man. They”d gone through so much — their

  relationship had seen far more than its fair share of happiness and heartache during the three

  years they”d been together.

  Through it all, they”d managed to not only survive but grow stronger, their love for

  each other becoming even deeper, leaving no doubt in Tomi”s mind that she”d found her soul

  mate. With mere days to go before they were scheduled to say “I do”, it seemed wrong

  somehow that she”d be distracted by thoughts of any man other than Mitch, let alone

  someone she”d only met a little more than an hour ago.

  Still, she couldn”t deny the way she felt. There was no way to pretend she didn”t notice

  the way her body responded to Linc when his heated gaze moved over her in the limo. It was

  impossible to forget the look in his eyes, burning with need and passion, touching and

  caressing her as sensuously, as seductively, as if he were using his own hands while

  promising that the real thing would be even better than the fantasy.

  Her eyes slid closed as a shiver of pleasure raced down her spine, forcing her to bite her

  bottom lip to stifle the moan attempting to escape.

  “You”re trembling.” Mitch”s strong arms tightened around her. “Are you cold?”

  “No.” She turned in his arms. “I”m fine.” Tomi was far from cold. And that was the

  problem. “So…that was some limo ride, huh?” Her words were spoken quietly, almost

  hesitantly, as she stared into his handsome face. Tomi needed to see whether their earlier

  activities had affected her fiancé as much as they did her. She wanted to make sure that he

  had no regrets about what they”d done, knowing that she”d rather die before she did

  anything that would cause him any more pain than he”d already endured. “Oh, yeah, that was one ride I won”t forget anytime in the near future.” Mitch

  chuckled before he paused, and his expression suddenly turned serious as his blue-eyed gaze

  searched hers. “Are you okay with what happened?”

  “Yes.” Tomi nodded. “I am.” She was more than okay with it, but she had to know that

  he felt the same way. “Lincoln seems nice.”

  Mitch continued to study her; the look on his face told her that he shared her concerns.

  Tomi smiled at him, wanting to ease his worries — and her own. As long as he was okay, she

  was fine.

  Several long moments passed before Mitch”s face relaxed, and Tomi felt her fears begin

  to evaporate. “So, you think he”s nice?” His voice sounded playful once again, and the smile

  returned to his eyes when he looked down at her.

  “Yes, I do.” She continued, “He”s really gorgeous too.”

  “He”s okay.” His words were nonchalant, but the smile tugging at the corners of his

  mouth gave him away.

  Tomi leaned her head against his chest to hide her own smile. “Just okay, huh?”

  “Yeah, he”s not bad, if you like the strong, sexy, Latino-stud type.”

  Tomi leaned back and looked up at him again. “Oh, and you don”t?” His dismissive tone

  didn”t fool her at all. She knew him as well as she knew herself. They had so many things in

  common; their wants, needs, and desires were so similar, they often mirrored each other.

  Whenever she saw him, it felt as if she were looking at a male version of herself.

  Like her, Mitch didn”t discriminate between genders. He loved both women and men,

  and so did she. Their tastes in members of the male sex were the same as well.

  “Don”t get me wrong, he”s definitely my type.” Mitch laughed. “I was simply making an

  observation.”

  “Uh-huh, that”s what I thought.” Tomi”s laughter joined his. From his words, it was

  apparent that Mitch liked Linc as much as she did. It would bother man
y people to hear their future spouse admit to an attraction to

  another person. Fortunately, Tomi wasn”t one of those people. Mitch”s comments didn”t

  bother her at all. Instead, they thrilled her and reminded her once again why he was the

  perfect match for her.

  They had a relationship that was far from orthodox. It was uninhibited and filled with

  adventure. Those things that most people frowned upon — even condemned — when it came

  to sex were the same things they found exciting and arousing. Having multiple partners was

  something that many would view as an exception in a relationship, but for them, it had been

  the norm during the years they”d been together.

  Until recently.

  Tomi”s joy left her in a sudden rush as thoughts of the last time Mitch and she shared

  pleasure with another person raced through her mind and left her ready to scream and sob at

  the same time.

  The bitter betrayal of that experience had changed them. The months they”d spent

  recovering left them hardened, feeling wary and unwilling to risk ruining their relationship

  after spending so much time repairing it.

  Since then, their sex life consisted of just the two of them. Tomi never imagined they”d

  even consider including another person in their relationship again.

  Until Linc.

  With effort, Tomi pushed her negative thoughts to the side, refusing to allow them to

  disrupt her happiness.

  “I”m glad you invited Linc to dinner,” she said to Mitch. “I know we just met him, but I

  like him. There”s something about him that feels right…” She paused and looked away,

  unable to find the right words to describe the immediate attraction she”d felt, the

  instantaneous connection she made whenever she met someone special. It was the kind of

  reaction that was hard for her to explain — and even harder for others to understand, unless

  they”d experienced it before.

  Mitch”s hand caressed her cheek, and Tomi met his eyes again, taking comfort in the

  look on his face that told her an explanation wasn”t necessary. He understood what she

  meant; he”d experienced what she felt. It”d been that way between them when they first met.

  “I know.” Those two words confirmed her thoughts. Mitch leaned down and kissed her

  on the lips. “I think it”ll be nice getting to know someone new, like we used to.”