Brooke, Leah - Crescendo [The Leah Brooke Collection] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Leah Brooke

  Mortified, Julianna tried to struggle out of Steve’s grasp, but he tightened his hold and bent to take her mouth with his again, muffling her cries as he bent her legs to her chest and held them there.

  Wrapping his arms under her left his hand free, and he used it to roll her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

  No matter how hard she pushed against his arm, she couldn’t lower her legs and knew that Nick could see everything. She heard him move, felt his hot hands on the backs of her thighs, moaning into Steve’s mouth while Nick’s thumbs moved to her center and parted her folds.

  “Her clit is swollen and red, and she’s drenched. It appears she likes having the attention of both of us at the same time. Hold on to her.”

  Julianna fought Steve’s hold, scared to death of the riot of sensations racing through her. She’d never in her life felt like such a sexual being and fought for composure, but it appeared neither one of them would allow it.

  Steve pinched her nipple a little harder and swallowed her cry when the pain, which seemed too much to bear, turned into an erotic pleasure she couldn’t deny.

  She squirmed against it, adding to the pressure, shocked when Nick’s finger traced over her clit. Screaming into Steve’s mouth, she stiffened, unable to believe the too-sharp pleasure.

  The fact that she couldn’t see Nick at all increased her sense of vulnerability, which sent her arousal soaring. She could feel his gaze on her slit as he slid his finger from her clit to press inside her, moving his finger around and pressing against the inner walls of her pussy. The remarkable pressure had her tightening her hands on Steve and crying out into his mouth.

  “Very soft. Very tight.” Nick pressed hard against a spot that was so sensitive it shocked her and rubbed against it.

  She went limp under his exploration, unable to fight the unbelievable wave of pleasure.

  “Very responsive.”

  Steve lifted his head at Nick’s words, staring down at her and watching her face, his eyes darkening at her involuntary cry when Nick touched his tongue to her clit. Holding her in place despite her struggles, he smiled.

  “I knew you’d be this fucking hot. Nick, I think we’ve found the perfect woman for both of us. Our little Julianna doesn’t seem able to resist anything we do to her. Makes a man want to test her limits, doesn’t it?”

  Nick’s voice sounded strained, and the fact that she couldn’t see his face disconcerted her.

  “Let’s test her a little right now. If she’s going to take both of us, she’s got to like anal, and you and I both like fucking ass. She’s wet enough for me to use her juices to lubricate her ass for my finger.”

  He stood then and bent over her, his face almost on level with Steve’s as they both stared down at her.

  “But I need to watch her face.”

  Staring down at her, he rubbed at the spot inside her pussy again while flicking a thumb over her clit.

  “Has your ass ever been taken before, Julianna?”

  Julianna couldn’t prevent the moans from escaping, finding it hard to believe that this was really happening. It was better than a scene from any of her fantasies. As much as she wanted to fight them, she couldn’t resist the allure of experiencing even more with them. Already on the verge of coming, she didn’t have the willpower to deny them anything.

  “N-no. I tried, but—I’m scared.”

  Nick smiled tenderly, despite the look of determination on his face. “There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

  He withdrew from her pussy, his thumb pressing down on her clit, and slid his finger to her puckered opening. “In this position, you’ll take it more easily.”

  He pressed her legs a little closer to her chest, his jaw clenching as he pressed, and, with one smooth thrust, slid his finger deep into her ass.

  Julianna cried out at the most intimate and erotic thing she’d ever experienced and tried to look away, embarrassed not only that she allowed it, but that she loved it.

  With a hand in her hair, Steve stopped her. “No, honey. Don’t turn away from us.” He rolled her nipple again, this time a little harder than before.

  She couldn’t stop clenching on the finger inside her ass, whimpering at the too-full feeling. She couldn’t believe the way it felt to have something inside her most vulnerable opening.

  When Nick moved his finger, pressing against her anal walls the same way he had with her pussy, it hit her, really hit her just how vulnerable she was. He could do anything he wanted with her ass, any way he wanted, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

  His thumb began to move over her clit with deliberate precision, as though knowing the exact moment the wave of vulnerability hit her, and he knew the strokes on her clit would keep her from objecting.

  “That’s my girl. You’re so tight here. So beautiful. That’s it. Clamp down on me, darling. We’ll get you stretched out nicely for cock. You’re going to love having a cock up this tight ass, aren’t you, darling?”

  Julianna writhed on Steve’s lap, crying out again and again, hardly able to believe the amount of pleasure they seemed to give her with so little effort. Just having Nick’s finger inside her was almost more than she could take, awakening nerve endings that had been asleep until now.

  Awakening a desire that had lain dormant until now.

  She would gladly give that part of herself to him, knowing that he would give her even more pleasure. She yearned to turn herself over to him, to let him have his way with her and do anything and everything he wanted.

  Her slit burned, the warning tingles starting almost immediately and growing stronger with every stroke of Nick’s thumb over her clit, every thrust of his finger in her ass, every pinch of Steve’s strong fingers on her nipple. The tingles grew until they became one huge wave of electricity, crashing over her and sending her senses reeling.

  Steve smothered her hoarse scream with his mouth and released her nipple. He gathered her even closer, bringing her legs up higher against her chest.

  Julianna couldn’t stop milking Nick’s finger, especially when he stopped thrusting and held it deep inside her. Jolting with each flick of Nick’s thumb over her clit, Julianna found herself moving on his finger. Her entire body trembled from the pleasure, the fast orgasm only making her want more.

  Nick’s hand between her legs felt hot and strong, increasing her sense of defenselessness, while at the same time making her feel soft and amazingly feminine. His thick finger inside her bottom took more than her ass. It stole her sanity and washed her inhibitions away like nothing she’d ever experienced ever had.

  The possessiveness of his hold fulfilled something inside her she didn’t dare think about now, some darkly erotic yearning she didn’t know if she could face.

  Steve lifted his head, looking over her bent legs to her slit.

  “Fuck. Look at her. She sure as hell likes her ass filled, doesn’t she?”

  Nick kept his eyes on her face as he moved his finger around inside her ass before slowly withdrawing it. “She absolutely does, something that’s going to give all three of us a lot of pleasure.”

  His thoughtful tone made her nervous, as though he already pictured what he wanted to do to her.

  Now that she’d come, she became aware of her position and could hardly believe she’d allowed it. If they had all been naked and satisfied, it might have been different, but this way made her feel far too exposed.

  With a curse, she struggled out of Steve’s hold, almost falling to a heap on the floor when he released her. She pulled her shirt and bra back into place, slapping away his hand when he tried to help her back up again. Without looking at either of them, she yanked her pants back up and turned away to fasten them, gathered her purse, and started for the door, only to stop short when she saw Nick standing there.

  “Going somewhere?”

  Julianna’s face burned at his cool look. Glancing at Steve, she clenched her jaw and nervously ran a hand over her hair to smooth the strands that Steve
’s fingers had loosened. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I’m not leading you on. It’s not me. I’m terribly embarrassed, but I couldn’t help—please, just let me go.”

  Nick moved closer, his steps slow and deliberate. Reaching out, he brushed her hair back over her shoulder, staring at her as if seeing her for the first time. “It’s very much you, and you have nothing to apologize for. You pleased me very much, and there’s absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. I want you so badly I’m hard as a rock, but when I take you for the first time, it’ll be where I have a little more room.”

  He dropped his hand, his eyes narrowed as they raked over her. “I don’t want you driving when you’re upset. I’ve already seen the results of that. Mike will take you in the limo.”

  Julianna shook her head, furious with herself. She had to get out of here. “No. I can drive my own car. Look, this was a mistake.”

  Steve sat back, folding his hands over his stomach, his pose relaxed, but she would swear she could see the tension in his eyes. “A mistake?”

  Julianna pulled her purse higher on her shoulder and in front of her to cover her breasts. “Yes. One that I’m very sorry for. I can’t have sex with both of you. I’m sorry it didn’t work out. I have to go.” She paused and looked from one to the other. “That is, if I still have a job.”

  Nick turned to her, a scowl on his dark face. “We’ve already told you that what happens between us personally has nothing to do with your work here.” He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and punched in a number. “Mike, pull the limo around, please.”

  “I told you, I don’t need the limo.”

  Nick’s brow went up, his eyes colder than she’d ever seen them. “I’m your boss, remember. Take the damned limo.” Turning away, he walked out, slamming the door behind him.

  Horrified at what she’d done, she turned to Steve, tears blurring her vision. “I’m sorry. I’m not good at this stuff. I should have known better.”

  * * * *

  Steve watched her go, unmoving. Staring thoughtfully at the door she’d disappeared through, his stomach tightened. He’d seen the look on Nick’s face, a look he hadn’t seen there since he met him. It looked a hell of a lot like jealousy.

  Licking his lips, he tasted Julianna and grimaced as his cock jumped painfully.

  She’d felt so good in his arms, and the way she’d responded to him, both at dinner the other night and just now, stunned him. More fiery than he could have imagined, she made him want to sink into her and feel all that passion scorch him.

  Glancing back at the door again, he sighed. If being shot had taught him anything, it was that finding true friends he could trust didn’t come along every day.

  He wouldn’t risk his friendship and partnership with Nick over a hot piece of ass, no matter how badly he wanted Julianna.

  Standing, he licked his lips again, his cock stirring at the sweet taste that lingered there.

  Damn it.

  Clenching his jaw, he strode from her office, determined to go lose himself in the plans for the resort.

  Once he cooled down, he’d go talk to Nick.

  Chapter Six

  Staring up at Julianna’s dark apartment, Nick took another sip of the drink he no longer wanted.

  Instead of sitting here in the dark confines of the limo and drinking alone, he should have been in Clarissa’s bed, making love to her on the satin sheets she favored. The sultry beauty had given him a lot of pleasure over the years and had always been one of his favorites.

  Knowing she would be there, he’d gone to the party tonight, in a desperate attempt to forget all about the way Julianna had responded this afternoon, and her rejection of him afterward.

  It backfired on him, big time.

  Clarissa’s shock when he turned down her generous offer didn’t even come close to matching his shock to find out she no longer aroused him.

  Tonight, her dark, exotic beauty had failed to stir him at all. He’d always been charmed by her habit of speaking softly so he had to bend to hear her, but not tonight. Tonight it had grated on his nerves, and he kept thinking about how perfectly Julianna fit next to him.

  He never had to bend to hear her, and she spoke clearly and without any artifice. Even the makeup she wore could hardly be seen, while Clarissa’s had gotten all over the front of his jacket when she’d kept leaning into him.

  He shrugged the soiled garment off in irritation, tossing it onto the other seat.

  It had been a mistake to go to the damned party, but after seeing Julianna in Steve’s arms this afternoon, he’d needed time away from both of them.

  He had no right to be upset with either of them. After all, he’d spelled it out plainly enough to both of them that he wanted to share her with Steve. The way she went to flames in his arms, the way she’d responded to his need to dominate her, made him hard as a rock every time he thought of it.

  Once the thought of exploring all of Julianna’s passions with Steve took root, it wouldn’t let go.

  Hell, it had turned him on, the thought of driving her wild together, but actually seeing Julianna in Steve’s arms had been like a blow to his chest.

  Nick knew he was the only one to blame.

  Julianna had him so tied up in knots his brain didn’t function normally anymore.

  Putting his drink aside, he raked a hand through his hair, irritated and intrigued at his own lack of control. He hadn’t slept an entire night through since he met her. Things couldn’t go on this way. As much as he wanted to walk away and clear the field for Steve, he couldn’t. He wanted her more than he’d wanted another woman in too many years to remember.

  Scrubbing a hand over his face, he glanced at Mike. “Let’s go.”

  Mike met his eyes in the rearview mirror. “You’ve got it, boss.”

  Ignoring Mike’s pensive look, he picked up his drink, only to set it aside again without taking a sip. He dropped his head back, trying to wipe the mental image of Julianna in bed, wearing one of those oversized T-shirts and baggy shorts that showed off those gorgeous, long legs.

  Sitting up again, he stared out the window as they pulled away from the curb. He’d always been dominant, but his possessiveness of a woman only extended for the length of time she warmed his bed. Or, rather, that he warmed hers. No woman had ever been in his bed, but he wanted to see Julianna’s hair spread over his pillow, wanted her scent to linger on his sheets.

  Instead of wearing one of those oversized T-shirts, he wanted her wearing silk and lace that he’d bought for her.

  Christ, he had it bad.

  All the way back to the hotel, he fought the urge to tell Mike to turn back around. Two things kept him from doing it.

  One was that he didn’t want to go to Julianna smelling of another woman.

  The other was that he knew that he and Steve had to do some talking before this thing with her went any further.

  Unlocking the door to the room, he mentally sighed to see Steve sitting in the dark, watching television. He’d bet anything that Steve had stayed up waiting for him to talk about Julianna, something he would have realized if she didn’t have his brain so scrambled.

  It really pissed him off, too, that he came too close to going to bed without acknowledging Steve, too raw to talk about the entire situation.

  Muting the television, Steve turned his head. “How was the party?”

  Tossing his jacket onto the back of a chair and stripping off his tie, Nick shrugged, not in the mood for small talk. “The same as all the others. You should have gone.”

  Steve grimaced. “No thanks. I hate those damned things, and you know it. I sat here with Doc and Nitro and watched the game.”

  Nick lowered himself into the chair, knowing he wouldn’t be able to walk away until they worked out things regarding Julianna. “You know you and your buddies are no longer in the Rangers. When are you going to call them by their real names?”

  Steve looked back at the screen. “If I called them Jay
and Craig, they’d probably pass out. Old habits are hard to break.” Turning back to him, he leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Avoidance isn’t your style, Nick. If you’ve got something to say about this afternoon, say it. But before you do, I want you to know that what happened with Julianna and me today won’t happen again.”

  The fact that Steve’s flat statement took him by surprise did nothing to lighten his mood. He should have known Steve would back away from Julianna.

  Carefully keeping his expression blank, Nick sat back. “Why not?”

  Steve shrugged negligently, but his gaze was intense. “I saw your face.”

  Nick nodded and stood. Steve’s expression only reinforced the decision he’d made while sitting outside Julianna’s apartment. “I’m afraid it’s too late for that, my friend. I saw your face, too. You won’t be able to resist her any more than I can. We’re going to have to figure out how to make this work. It’s too late for either of us to back away from her now, especially since we’ve both had a taste of her.”

  Steve nodded, a look of relief passing over his face. “If this is going to screw up our friendship, I’m walking away.”

  Nick nodded. “You won’t have to. I’ll do it. Besides, it’s only temporary, right?”

  Steve looked momentarily startled. “Sure. Temporary. It’s just a fling, right?”

  Cursing inwardly, Nick inclined his head. “Right.”

  He turned, picked up his jacket, and walked to his room, fighting back the uncomfortable feeling that both of them were not only lying to each other, but to themselves.

  * * * *

  Julianna spent the next two days avoiding Nick and Steve as much as possible. The fact that they made it easy told her all she needed to know.

  After what happened in her office the other day, she understood that they both realized they’d made a mistake.

  The way they looked at her, though, told a different story.