Her Game, Their Rules [The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Lara Valentine

  Was she disloyal for being attracted to Jeremy and Cole? Scott had probably found other women attractive when they were married. It was only natural. She stared at the ring finger of her left hand. She had stopped wearing her ring shortly after Scott died. She was constantly taking it off anyway to change diapers so one day she just never put it back on.

  She wasn’t married anymore. The girls had reminded her to embrace life and not waste a moment. Surely there was nothing wrong with panting after these two men? They were so hunky and sexy, any card-carrying woman would be aroused.

  She simply needed to make sure that they never found out how attractive she thought they were. She sunk farther into the water until it lapped at her chin. Yep, that was what she needed to do. Just play it cool and act like she wasn’t in heat every time she was close to them. Piece of fucking cake.

  Chapter 5

  Jeremy held Sara’s hand as they walked down Green Street past the shops and onto Wright Street. The casual visitor to Champaign-Urbana would never realize that Wright Street was the dividing line between the twin cities, so seamlessly they had grown together. He tugged her hand and led her toward the north quad of the university. Red-brick, ivy-covered buildings flanked the quad on all sides. Both he and Scott were alumni of the University of Illinois. Born and raised in Urbana, Illinois, they often joked they bled orange and blue.

  Sara had been quiet most of the day. Her request to tour the campus had come as a surprise, but Jeremy had been happy to grant it. He chuckled as he remembered some of the hijinks from his college days.

  “I heard that laugh, Jeremy. What are you remembering?”

  Jeremy shook his head firmly. “You’ll never get it out of me, Sara. The past is best left in the past. But I have fond memories of it.”

  Sara’s expression turned serious. “Yes, the past is best left in the past.”

  She turned to him. “Thank you for bringing me here. Part of this trip is to make peace with Scott’s passing. I wanted to see where he went to school. He spoke of it often, unlike you, but somehow he never brought me here to see it when we visited.”

  Jeremy slipped his arms around Sara’s petite frame, breathing in her tantalizing fragrance. She looked up in surprise but gripped his arms.

  “I’m sure he meant to, princess. Scott loved his college years. How else do you want to make peace? I’m all for that.”

  Sara’s lower lip trembled, and her eyes were bright with unshed tears. “I don’t think about him every day. My friends say that means my heart is healing. I thought if I came up here I would think about him all the time. But, I don’t.”

  He tightened his embrace. “Don’t feel guilty, Sara. Scott wouldn’t want that from you. He would want you to move on and live your life. Scott wouldn’t want you to waste the time you have in this life. No one knows how long they have left. We have to live every day to the fullest.”

  Jeremy believed every word he said. When Scott had died, Jeremy had visited the doctor to make sure his own heart was healthy. It was, but he wouldn’t take any day for granted.

  A single tear slid down her satiny cheek, and she gave him a slight smile. “You sound like my friends. I want to live every day. Not just for me, but for Jack, too. He deserves a happy mom. I want to give him everything. I think I’ve held on to the grief inside me for so long, if I give it up, I’ll be so empty, Jeremy. What will take its place?”

  Jeremy brushed at the tear on her cheek. “Love, Sara. Fill it up with lots of love.”

  It was then and there Jeremy vowed that he and Cole would fill her life with love. He, too, would let go of the grief he held for Scott and move on. He wanted to move on with this extraordinary woman. She was strong, brave, and full of love. She was everything to him and Cole.

  He hugged her close, his heart bursting, and looked up at the heavens.

  I love you, brother. But I’ve fallen in love with Sara, too. We always did have the same taste in women. I hope you’re okay with Cole and I loving and caring for her and Jack. I’ll make sure I tell him stories about you. He’ll know about you, bro. We won’t forget you.

  He released his hold and tugged her hand. “There’s only one way to go, Sara. Forward.”

  Sara gave him a smile. “You’re right. Forward.”

  She lifted their entwined fingers. “Will you hold my hand? Forward is kind of scary.”

  He lifted her fingers to his lips and kissed them tenderly. “I’ll hold your hand forever, Sara. Both Cole and I will.”

  * * * *

  His tongue circled her clit over and over, sending her into orbit. She grabbed his long hair and tugged his mouth closer, grinding her pussy onto his face.

  “Lick me! Oh God, lick me!”

  Steve licked her clit with the flat of his tongue while Stan sucked her turgid nipple into his hot mouth. His teeth scraped the sensitive flesh while his fingers plucked at the other nipple. She wiggled restlessly under their ministrations, moaning and groaning her pleasure.

  “I need your cock. Please, somebody fuck me!”

  Steve lifted his head from her drenched cunt. “We’re going to fuck you, baby. My big cock in your swollen pussy and Stan’s dick in your virgin ass. You’re going to love it, baby. You haven’t been fucked until you’ve been fucked by me and Stan. Now you’re going to come for us.”

  Steve shoved two fingers inside her and lapped at her clit. Her body exploded with pleasure as she called their names.

  Stan let go of her nipples and practically lifted her on top of Steve. He smacked her ass several times, sending her climbing toward another orgasm.

  “Ride him, baby. I want to see you work for your next orgasm.”

  “I wouldn’t mind having two men, but not these guys.” Tori frowned. “They kind of seemed like assholes.”

  Sara laughed. “What I don’t get is why all the men assume the woman is an ass virgin. I mean if these guys have all this experience, and the women are ass virgins, just who are these men fucking to get this experience? Is there one woman out there that teaches men what to do?”

  She was attending the book club over Skype. Cole had even made her a cosmo and bought her a box of Godiva chocolates to enjoy during the meeting.

  Lisa laughed at Sara’s question. “You have a very good point there. Perhaps there’s some secret ass-fucking class all men in a ménage need to take and pass before they can unleash their impressive cocks on unsuspecting ass virgins everywhere?”

  The women fell into peals of laughter.

  “Stop!” Brianne begged. “It’s hard to laugh with this baby pressing on my ribs and bladder.”

  Brianne was eight months pregnant, and her husband, Nate, and son, Kade, were over the moon. Kade couldn’t wait to have a brother or sister.

  Brianne smiled at Sara through the webcam. “You seem very lighthearted today, Sar. We haven’t seen you this happy and relaxed in a very long time. It’s good to see you like this.”

  The other women nodded and agreed.

  Noelle grinned. “What’s your secret? Is Mahomet, Illinois, that fun and exciting? Should we all be booking tours?”

  Sara laughed. “I don’t know if I would call it exciting, but it is relaxing. The guys are just really wonderful, helping me with Jack. It’s been…well, a move forward.”

  Lisa leaned into the camera to get a closer look at Sara’s face. “Forward, huh? The way you said that word means something, girl. Time to spill the beans. What’s going on there?”

  Sara set her drink down and leaned into the camera, too. This was serious business, not their usual banter.

  “You guys were right. I am healing. I’m moving forward and embracing life. I’m alive, and I want to feel that way. Jeremy and Cole have been so supportive. I’m making peace with Scott’s memory, and I’m ready to make some new ones.”

  It felt wonderful to say it aloud. She felt happy and strong and so alive. It was as if she could feel the blood coursing through her veins and her heart beating in her chest.

>   Tori spoke first, her voice thick with emotion. “That’s great, honey. I’m so happy for you. You can’t bring Scott back. You can only make the best life for you and Jack. This is a good day.”

  Brianne, Lisa, and Noelle cheered, “Go, Sara!”

  Sara felt her face grow warm. If they only knew the “moving forward” thoughts she’d been having about Jeremy and Cole. Her fantasies had only grown stronger and more vivid, incorporating some of the things she had read in the book club over the years.

  “Thanks for the support. It means a lot to me, you know. I don’t think I could have made it through the last fifteen months without you. You’re like sisters to me.”

  Lisa sniffed a little. “Don’t fucking make me cry, Sara. I hate crying in front of others.”

  “Princess, Jeremy called. He wants us to meet him in Champaign for dinner.”

  Cole’s voice pulled Sara from her X-rated thoughts only to plunge her into another set of X-rated thoughts. He popped his head into Jeremy’s office quickly before disappearing just as quickly.

  Brianne arched an eyebrow. “Yeah, princess. Jeremy wants to go to dinner.”

  Sara decided a good offense was the best defense. “You just wish you were a princess,” she mocked.

  Noelle rolled her eyes. “Remember Brianne’s husband, Nate? He worships the ground she walks on, remember? Treats her like a goddess, so I think she’s not jealous. I, on the other hand, am completely jealous. He was yummy. He’s taken, huh?”

  Sara nodded vigorously. She needed the reminder herself. “Very, very taken. Like totally taken. Both of them.”

  Noelle heaved a big sigh. “Too bad. That would be a ménage I wouldn’t mind trying.”

  Sara could only bite her lip and silently agree.

  * * * *

  Sara tossed and turned. The day with Jeremy was so amazing and then the book club meeting. It had all been so emotional and yet freeing, too.

  She had felt so close to Jeremy today. Holding his hand, surrounded by his scent, she had been overwhelmed with feelings. Yes, some of those feelings were sad ones. Saying good-bye to Scott was painful, but moving forward was exhilarating. She felt alive in a way she hadn’t for so long, and all because of these two men.

  She didn’t want to be sad anymore. She wanted to live and be happy. She wanted to do exactly what Jeremy said—fill the now-empty space with love. There was only one problem. She wanted to move forward with them.

  Sara turned over and punched her pillow. Jeremy and Cole were obviously very much in love. She had a snowball’s chance in hell of being with them. But she could still fantasize, couldn’t she? Lord knew they had starred in her dreams—both day and night—since coming here. They weren’t just sexy and handsome, although they had those qualities by the bucketful. They were good men, too. They were so wonderful with Jack it almost brought tears to her eyes. They worked hard and would be good examples of fine men for her son. It was too bad she and Jack wouldn’t be around them past the end of the summer.

  Sara threw the covers back. She might as well go downstairs and make a cup of herbal tea. She wasn’t going to get much sleep at this rate. She pushed open her bedroom door and stepped into the hallway. She couldn’t stop her gaze from going straight to Jeremy and Cole’s bedroom door. This night, it was partially open and a dim light emanated from it.

  Her eyes widened and her face grew warm as she realized that there was noise coming from their room. Noise very much like the last time. Despite her mind yelling at her to stop, her feet walked toward their door. The sounds from the bedroom were obvious. Jeremy and Cole were making love. Her nipples peaked and rubbed against her tank top. Her pussy started dripping honey at the thought of their hard male bodies pressed against each other. Her mind altered the picture slightly and it was she sandwiched in between all that manly muscle.

  She stopped in front of their door, closing her eyes and willing herself to retreat. This was none of her business. But the devil on her shoulder kept egging her on, telling her it was only a peek. They would never know. She opened her eyes slowly to a sight that took her breath away.

  Jeremy and Cole were beautifully naked. Both looked like they had been sculpted from marble—wide chests, flat, defined abs, and muscled arms and legs. Her eyes drifted down to their cocks, and Sara couldn’t stop from licking her lips at the thought of sucking them, feeling them slide past her lips and into her mouth. They were both large with Cole slightly beefier in girth while Jeremy was slightly longer. Either one would more than fill her drenched pussy, she was sure.

  Cole was lying on his back with Jeremy leaning over him licking his nipples. Every time Jeremy nipped at them, Cole would moan and dig his fingers into Jeremy’s biceps. It was the most erotic thing Sara had ever seen.

  She must have made a noise because suddenly both men froze and turned toward her. She was poised to flee when they both smiled. She had expected anger and indignation at her invasion of their privacy, not acceptance.

  Jeremy held out his hand to her. “Come, princess. Come join us.”

  His voice was husky with passion.

  Cole beckoned to her. “We’ve been waiting for you, princess. Come join us. We want you so much.”

  She wanted them, too. More than she had ever wanted any man in her life. She moved toward the bed and their outstretched arms.

  Chapter 6

  Cole held his breath as Sara moved slowly toward them. He held very still, not making any sudden movement that might break the spell. He and Jeremy had been fantasizing about this moment for so long, and it was finally here. There was a part of him that was sure he was only dreaming.

  But dreams didn’t have a scent. Sara’s soft, floral fragrance surrounded him, and the smell of her arousal made his already-hard cock throb with need. She wanted them. Her body couldn’t lie. He could see the outline of her pebbled nipples through the thin cotton of her white tank top. She was definitely aroused.

  He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips. “We’ve been waiting for you, princess.”

  Jeremy held her other hand. “We want you, Sara. Do you want us? We’ve been dreaming about this for a very long time.”

  Sara’s expression was one of passion, but her teeth were worrying her bottom lip. Something was holding her back. Cole pulled himself up and brushed a soft kiss over those lush lips and almost groaned at her sweet taste.

  “What’s wrong, princess? Don’t you want us, too?”

  Say yes.

  Sara nodded. “Yes, but…you want me, too? I guess I don’t understand. You want each other, so I assumed…”

  Sara’s voice trailed off, but Cole immediately understood what she was too shy to ask.

  “We like women, too, Sara. Both of us dated women from time to time before we fell in love with each other.”

  Jeremy pulled her into his arms. “I can assure you we are very attracted to you. We want you, Sara. We don’t go around sleeping with a bunch of different women either. You mean a great deal to us.”

  Sara exhaled slowly in what seemed to be relief. She smiled at both of them. “You mean a great deal to me, too. Yes, I want you. Yes, I want to be with you.”

  Cole tugged her down onto the bed so she was sprawled next to him. “Then come here, you gorgeous woman, and let us show you how much we want you.”

  He pulled her into his arms and let his hands glide over her satiny skin. His cock was ready to blow, thanks to Jeremy’s foreplay, but he needed to cool down and give her some love and attention.

  She was biting her lower lip again. “Um, I don’t want to interrupt. You can go back to what you were doing. It was really hot watching it.”

  Cole hid his chuckle. Their little princess got off on watching him and Jeremy together. She really was perfect for them. He shouldn’t be surprised, though. He had taken a peek at her e-reader, and it was filled with smut. The really good kind.

  Jeremy grinned at Cole. “We want you to join in, honey. But we’re glad that you like watching. How
about giving each of us a kiss to start out with? Cole first.”

  Cole looked down into her green eyes, dark with passion. He lowered his head and captured her lips with his own. He ran his tongue along the seam of her mouth, and she immediately opened, welcoming his invasion. Their tongues played tag, rubbing and chasing, until both of them were groaning and breathless. Cole reluctantly lifted his head and rubbed their noses together in an Eskimo kiss.

  “Jeremy’s turn, honey.”

  * * * *

  Jeremy took immediate control of the kiss. He tasted slightly minty from brushing his teeth and warm from the after-dinner scotch he enjoyed. His tongue swirled in her mouth, staking its claim and making her shake with need. Cole’s hand lifted her long hair and he began to nibble along the nape of her neck, sending tingles to her already-wet pussy.

  She was sandwiched between their two hard bodies, just as in her fantasies. Their fingers created magic on her touch-starved body. Her skin was on fire everywhere their hands touched and stroked. She pulled her mouth from Jeremy’s, dragging in a breath. She was ready for them, and they had barely touched her.

  Jeremy placed open-mouth kisses on the sensitive skin of her inner arm. Need jolted to her cunt and clit. She never knew her arms were an erogenous zone. Cole distracted her by plucking her pointed nipples through her tank top. She ground her ass against his hard cock in response. He groaned his approval. They were making her crazy. She needed them to fuck her now.

  “I need you. Please fuck me!” Her voice sounded breathless and needy. It had been so long. Too damn long.

  Jeremy stroked her hair back from her face. “Easy, princess. We’ve got all night. Jack sleeps like a rock, and Cole and I have been dreaming up ways to give you pleasure for a long time now. We’ve just got started.”

  The tidal wave that had been building inside her for weeks was overwhelming. She shook her head. “No, please don’t make me wait. I need one of you inside me now. God, I need to feel something so badly.”