Pleasing Her Racy Doms [Racy Nights 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  “It will be okay,” said Thayer after Cherilyn disconnected the call. “We’ll help you keep an eye on things here. Do you have a spare key you can give one of us?”

  “I have several. I’ll give you each one. But what about my mail?”

  “Can you walk to the post office at lunch tomorrow and ask them to forward it to my address?”

  She nodded. “Sure, but there’s going to be gossip if I do.”

  He shrugged. “I don’t mind if you don’t.”

  She couldn’t help but smile at the look on his face. He wasn’t upset by that possibility. He really wanted her with him. He wasn’t just doing this because of the fact that Jay Nichols might be watching the town house. A thought occurred to her. “If Nichols abandoned his car, he has no way to get back to Racy.”

  “A guy who has fake IDs and isn’t above abandoning a rental he had over two weeks late, or who has no qualms about trying to break into a business or jump into a river to get away won’t have any trouble securing another vehicle.”

  Evan was right. This guy would be back. It was simply of question of when.

  “You wouldn’t by any chance be trying to get out of moving in with me, would you, sub?” Cherilyn could tell that Thayer was teasing, but she played along.

  “Well, I don’t know. What about Evan?”

  Thayer pulled her close. “What about him?”

  “You’ll have me all to yourself. Where does that leave him?”

  “He should have asked you first.”

  She laughed. How did they do that? They were able to pull her out of the worst mood within minutes. “Can we invite him for a sleepover?”

  Thayer rolled his eyes. “Sure. That would be great fun. Maybe we can paint each other’s nails and talk about boys.”

  She snuggled against his body. “The only boys I want to talk about are you two.”

  “He’s not going to have you all to himself,” said Evan, giving her a wink. “I’ll camp out on the sofa if I have to.”

  “Then I’m in good hands.” Cherilyn smiled at her men. She felt safe and protected when she was with them. Nothing bad would happen to her now. How could it, with both of them watching over her?

  Chapter Seventeen

  After they got her settled into Thayer’s condo, she asked if they needed to return to the gym.

  “No,” said Thayer, “Dave is taking care of things. Why don’t we go for a walk downtown? It’s a nice day, and we can see the progress on the rebuilding.”

  Cherilyn smiled as she linked her arms in theirs. “That’s a wonderful idea.”

  They drove to Riverfront Drive and parked at the gym, and then they walked toward downtown. The day was breezy but not cold. It felt good to be outdoors and breathe in the fresh clean scents of spring, as well as the fragrance of the first flowers. Riverfront Drive hadn’t been affected by the tornado to any serious extent, and now that the trees had leaves, the street appeared to be lined in green.

  It was only when they turned the corner onto Market Street that the extent of damage to the plants could be seen in stark relief. There was a clear line where the storm had torn off the tops of the trees. Their dead branches stood like monuments to the power of nature against the sky. Some of them had been cleared away, but not all.

  Most of the buildings were now covered in tarps and temporary roofs, but it would be six months minimum before this street came close to resembling what it had once been. It was still hard to believe places like Luke’s Bar, Cathie’s Printing Shop, and Dan’s Bakery were gone. Luke Rodriguez was in the process of renovating an empty space on Riverfront and hoped to reopen his bar next month, but Cathie Snyder and Dan Rutherford hadn’t fared as well. Last Cherilyn had heard, Dan had decided to finally retire and Cathie was trying to run the business out of her home.

  “I almost feel like we’re in the way here,” she said. Even though there were other people on the street, and a few had gathered in small groups to watch the workers, Cherilyn felt uncomfortable. It was as though they’d come out to gawk at a bad accident.

  “I wonder if they truly can restore the buildings?” Evan asked.

  “Maddox said Ellis has assured everyone they can,” said Thayer.

  “The money raised at the benefit should help, no?”

  Evan smiled at her. “That, and the fact that Maddox and Ellis both have pledged to use as much of their own money as needed.”

  “I love it that both of them care about this town so much.”

  Thayer gave her a sideways glance full of embarrassment. “Keep this under wraps, okay? My parents have done the same thing. It’s just that they don’t want anyone to know. They contacted Ellis within hours of the tornado striking, as soon as they heard that it had destroyed most of downtown.”

  Cherilyn stared at him for a long time, wondering if it was only his parents who had contributed, or if he had as well and simply wasn’t going to brag about it. She’d always felt proud to be from Racy, but when she heard stories like this it made her want to cry. This was a special town because of the people who lived in it. People like Maddox, Ellis, and the two men she was with right now.

  “I’m hungry,” said Evan, glancing toward the corner of Market and Riverfront, where Nan’s Place was.

  “Oh no,” said Cherilyn. “Two days in a row is most definitely my limit for that kind of food.”

  “Then how about Italian? Let’s go to Gino’s.” Gino’s Ristoranti was the closest thing Racy had to a fine restaurant. And Gino was a gym member, so he always made sure he had several dishes on the menu that gave his customers options like lower carb or vegan.

  “Sounds good to me,” said Thayer.

  * * * *

  Cherilyn was so disorganized Monday morning that she was almost late for work. She’d loved sleeping the night before with both Evan and Thayer, but the men had left for the gym at five in the morning, and it had taken her twice as long to get ready for work simply because she wasn’t in her own space. She knew it was temporary, but she was stressed over the whole ordeal.

  The warehouse wasn’t quite ready when she arrived, and she and her coworkers spent most of the morning rearranging furniture and making phone calls to try and resolve dozens of issues that had to be taken care of before any real work could be done. She never had a chance to go out for lunch, let alone go to the post office, so when Thayer called in the afternoon to ask her how things were going, she told him she’d have to check her mail on the way back to his place.

  He told her that he or Evan would take care of it, and Cherilyn nearly started to cry. She was way too emotional about everything today. Everyone was. People who usually didn’t get upset were barking and snapping at others. It didn’t help that as the workday drew to a close, the computers still weren’t working right.

  Cherilyn and Olivia Kelly, one of the other administrative assistants who worked for the city, went in search of Gina Santori around three in the afternoon because the city’s e-mail program had crashed yet again. Gina Santori, sister to Vito, who was the current owner of Gino’s Ristoranti, was head of IT for the city.

  They found her in a makeshift storeroom, sitting on a box with her head in her hands, and she was crying. Cherilyn closed the door and she and Olivia pulled over boxes to sit with Gina. Gina was always such a tough cookie that Cherilyn immediately thought something had happened with a family member.

  “No.” Gina wiped her eyes, clearly embarrassed she’d been caught crying. “No. I’m just so damn frustrated. I’ve been on the phone constantly with my contacts at Notus since the damn tornado hit. All of this was supposed to be ready today.”

  Notus was the power company that owned and operated the wind turbines that supplied most of the power to Racy among other places.

  “And it isn’t even that. We have the necessary power. The problem is the lines from the street. That dumbass Bernie Crumb and the rest of the idiot squad who masquerade as city government employees wouldn’t listen to me. I told them what we’d need b
rought in from the street to make sure everyone had their e-mail and Internet connections working as needed. And now of course that it isn’t, somehow that’s my fault.”

  “What can we do?” asked Olivia. “Want me to have Harrison and his buddies rough them up for you, hon?”

  Cherilyn and Gina laughed. Olivia’s brother Harrison was a sergeant on the Racy police force.

  “You think it would work?” asked Gina. “Either that or Vito and I can get our family from Chicago to come here and talk to them.” Gina’s family in Chicago had long been rumored to be connected to the Mafia.

  “I think what we all need is a girls’ night out,” said Olivia.

  Gina stared from one to the other, a look of gratitude on her pretty face. “I’d like that, you two. Really I would.” She gave Cherilyn a sly grin. “That is, if your two main squeezes will let you out. Vito told me how cozy you three were at his place last night.”

  Olivia’s green eyes grew wide. “What? Which two guys? Who are they? You didn’t say a word to me all day.”

  “We haven’t had time.”

  “Never mind that. Spill it. Right now.”

  * * * *

  Cherilyn wasn’t sure how to broach the subject of going out on Friday night with Gina and Olivia. She wasn’t even sure where they’d go because Luke’s Bar wasn’t ready to reopen yet, and the only other bar in Racy was a rough place where all three women had agreed they wouldn’t be comfortable.

  They made dinner together in Thayer’s condo and were eating it when Evan asked her how the first day in the warehouse had gone. “Terrible.” She launched into an explanation of what a mess everything had been, and how she and Olivia had found Gina crying in a storeroom in the afternoon. When she told them how Gina had said Bernie and others had blocked her efforts to have everything ready, Thayer and Evan both shook their heads.

  “Doesn’t surprise me a bit,” said Thayer. “Typical response from him and his cronies.”

  “She called them ‘The Idiot Squad.’”

  The guys laughed. “Perfect,” said Evan. “I always thought Gina was a smart-mouth girl, but it sounds like she can hold her own.”

  “That’s right. You two were in the same grade with her, right?”

  Evan nodded.

  Cherilyn took a deep breath and spoke. “She said something about a girls’ night out. I’m not sure what the protocol is, but would you two mind if I went out with her and Olivia on Friday?”

  Thayer gave her a sexy grin and Cherilyn’s panties grew wet. “Protocol?”

  “You know what I mean.”

  “There’s no protocol, love,” said Evan. “Only rules.”

  “Okay then. We didn’t discuss the rule for me going out with my friends.”

  Thayer reached over and ruffled her hair. “You’re so damn cute. Of course you can go out with your friends. And thank you for asking us first. We do expect that. But when you get back here, we will also expect your full and undivided attention.”

  “Yes, Sir. I shall be more than happy to give you both that.”

  That night, Evan and Thayer surprised Cherilyn while she was in the shower. She’d taken one that morning, but the muscles in her upper back were still tight even though she’d worked out before coming back to Thayer’s condo for dinner, and now she was standing under the water mainly to let the spray hit her trigger points.

  The door opened and a naked Thayer and Evan stepped inside. Thayer squeezed shower gel into his palms and told her to face the wall. She was already so damn aroused simply because they both were in there with her, but when Thayer started to massage the exact spots that were tight in her back, she moaned and leaned against the wall, ready to give the two anything they wanted. Within minutes she finally felt the muscles relax.

  Evan knelt in front of her and teased her pussy lips with his fingertips, brushing her clit every few seconds. She squirmed, and Thayer told her to stand still or else. She did her best to obey him. His hands moved down her back, massaging all her worries and cares into oblivion. When he reached her ass, he massaged her cheeks, and then he spread them and gently fingered her ass crack. As he did so, Evan’s stroking on her clit became more pronounced, and soon she was moaning and whimpering as they teased both openings.

  As her climax built, Thayer slipped one finger into her anus and Evan slid two fingers into her pussy. He sucked her clit hard, and she exploded in a blinding orgasm that left her dizzy and trembling. They held her until the contractions stopped, and then Thayer told her to lean against the wall and bend over. She did as he asked, resting her hands on the built-in seat underneath them.

  Evan played with her breasts while Thayer paddled her with the bath brush. The plastic stung a lot, but Cherilyn welcomed it. He didn’t give her as many swats as she’d had during their play in the last few days because her ass cheeks were still bruised. Because of that, his paddling hurt more than it normally would have, but it also aroused her. By the time he ordered her to sit down, her pussy was wet all over again.

  Thayer knelt in front of her and kissed her, and then looked into her eyes with so much intensity she wished she could reach his thoughts. “I’m glad you’re here, Cherilyn. Thank you.”

  “Thank you, Sir.” She didn’t know what else to say. When he stood, both men teased her lips with their cocks, and she didn’t hesitate to take them inside. They fucked her mouth gently, one at a time. They didn’t come this time, though. Instead they told her to stand up again and bend over the seat once more.

  Thayer stepped out of the shower for a moment, and when he returned they each put on a condom. Then they took turns fucking her pussy from behind. The one not fucking her pussy massaged her breasts. She loved it when both of them touched her like this, and couldn’t imagine sex with just one man any more. This was so intense and emotional for her. She needed both of them with her at the same time. She craved their bodies and their combined touch.

  By the time another climax had begun to build, the water had turned cool. Thayer turned it off and they stepped out of the shower. She thought they were going to his bed but instead Evan told her to lean against the bathroom counter. She did, and was treated to watching in the mirror while the men took turns again fucking her pussy from behind. The sight brought on her orgasm faster than she would have believed possible, but they still weren’t done.

  “Don’t move,” said Thayer, leaving the room.

  “What’s he getting?”

  Evan grinned and gave each ass cheek a good hard smack with Thayer’s hairbrush. “You’ll find out. Ask me again and I’ll paddle your ass red with this hairbrush.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She was tempted to ask again, but she soon found out what Thayer had left the room to retrieve when he walked back into the bathroom carrying her vibrator.

  “Oh my God. What did you do? Go through my stuff?”

  Evan smacked her ass cheeks with the hairbrush again, two times on each side. “Oh my God is right. And no, we did not go through your stuff. Thayer was rearranging his drawer space to give you more, and he spotted it by accident. We still can’t believe you brought it with you. Did you really think you’d need it?”

  “I…it was in my nightstand drawer. I emptied the whole thing into a suitcase and just didn’t think about it.”

  “Sure you didn’t.” Thayer’s grin was huge as he nodded. Evan gave her several more smacks with the hairbrush, and now it seriously hurt. She pushed away from the counter, but the guys were faster.

  Thayer turned her around and lifted her onto the counter, facing them. “Spread your legs. And if you move, we’ll tie you up and paddle you with my brush until you call a safeword. Understood?”

  He meant it. She could see it in his eyes. The idea of being forced to submit to a paddling with that damn hairbrush made her shiver with delight. She was very tempted to disobey him. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl. Now put your palms on the countertop to brace yourself and do not try to get away from us again.”

 
It just about killed her to stay still as Thayer turned on her vibrator and placed it against her clit. She cried out and shook her head back and forth. Her arms and legs shook. He watched her face carefully, and Evan alternated between sucking her nipples and stroking the insides of her thighs, which only added to her exquisite torture.

  The orgasm was more intense than anything she’d ever felt because it didn’t stop. Thayer wouldn’t let it. At one point he switched places with Evan, and that’s the only time she got a break for a few seconds because Evan brushed the vibrator over her pussy lips and anus before he placed it on her clit again.

  She was shaking all over and sweating. Incomprehensible words tumbled out of her mouth. Finally, Evan turned it off, and picked her up in his arms. She relaxed into them like a rag doll. Her entire groin felt like it was still gently vibrating. When they carried to the bed and laid her on her back, there was no need to tell her to be still. She wasn’t going to try and move away from them. She wanted this to go on forever.

  They took turns fucking her gently inside her sore and swollen pussy, and all she did was stare into their eyes and whisper how perfect they each were. She was theirs, body and soul, and she knew without a doubt that she had fallen hopelessly, helplessly head-over-heels in love with both men. By the time they each came, she was spent and limp. They held her in their arms and stroked her hair and back, and she drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter Eighteen

  The next two weeks passed by in a blur of incredible sex, staring at Evan and Thayer while she did her workouts, and the crazy chaos of working in the warehouse. She’d gone out with Gina and Olivia, and had ended up spilling the beans about Thayer and Evan. They’d gone to a bar in Lafayette where no one knew them, so Cherilyn had felt safe talking to them about the men.

  Both told her how lucky she was, and the three laughed and screamed as Cherilyn recounted all the details of their play and fucking sessions. Gina wanted to know if either man had cousins hidden away that needed a sub to share, and Olivia asked if she’d consider loaning them to her for just one night.