“Jaime,” Randy said. “Open that pretty mouth of yours.”
She did and he nodded to Sean. He stepped forward and she took his cock in her mouth. Randy took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. She sucked Sean over and over as she slid her hand over Randy’s cock. The water made it easy for her to do what was needed. Sean stepped back and let Randy closer. She took Randy into her mouth and he almost came. Sean was watching; his gaze transfixed on what Jaime was doing to him. The dual assault on his senses almost had him coming. But, he didn’t want that. He wanted to go beyond what they had done before. He pulled back, and Jaime moaned in unhappiness.
“Ah, I like hearing that,” Randy said as he bent down to kiss her. Sean did the same as they turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. They took their time drying her. Sean took her front and Randy took her back.
“I bet you know this, Sean, but she does like to be touched and teased.”
“Yeah, she has always been one of my most responsive lovers. Aren’t you, Jaime?”
He leaned down and kissed her and Randy watched. Hell, all of them were probably voyeurs in their own way. As he watched Sean deepen the kiss, he remembered the one Sean had given him in the shower. It aroused him on a whole other level.
When they were done drying off, he shared a look with Sean. “Got some in the linen closet.”
Randy shook his head as he smiled.
“You two are starting to scare me,” Jaime said.
Randy turned her around and kissed her. “Good,” he said, as he raised up he swatted her ass. He looked at Sean, who had pulled out two condoms and some lube. “Ready to try us both, love?”
She looked at him, then back at Sean and nodded.
Randy jumped onto the counter, and took a condom from Sean. He handed it to Jaime and said, “Put it on.”
She did as he ordered, taking her time as she rolled down the length of him. Randy curled his toes and tried his best not to show his reaction. Of course, it did no good. Jaime and Sean always knew just how to entice him. Sean chuckled.
“She likes to be teased, but she definitely likes to be the teaser herself.”
Jaime turned around and waited for the order. Aw, damn, she was so fucking sweet. This connection was what they had all needed.
“Do the same to Sean.”
She took the condom wrapper, and gave Sean the same treatment, but she was worse. Taking her time, she slid the condom down, pressing her thumb over the top of it. Sean shuddered in response.
“Of course I like to tease,” she said. “It always makes both of you so hot, you fuck my brains out.”
He looked over her shoulder at Randy. “She’s picked up your dirty mouth.”
Randy chuckled. “That she has.”
Sean picked her up and set her on Randy’s lap, then he leaned forward and licked her pussy. He dipped his tongue down Randy’s cock, to his sac, then back up to Jaime’s pussy. He did that a few more times before dipping his tongue between her pussy lips.
Jaime moaned and leaned her head back on Randy’s shoulder.
“Oh, yeah, baby, you like that, don’t you?” he asked.
She nodded her head as he slipped his hands around to her breasts. Her nipples were hard, and he knew they were sensitive. She always responded so readily when he pinched them, and this time was no different. Sean stood up. He kissed Jaime first then he kissed Randy. The taste of Jaime’s arousal danced over his tongue. When Sean pulled back, he took the lube and spread it over his index finger. Watching them both, he eased his finger into Jaime.
“Randy?” he asked. Without the words, he knew what Sean was asking. He lubed his finger up and joined him. Fuck, she was tight with both their fingers up her ass.
“Oh, oh,” she said. Her body shook like she had been jolted with electricity.
“Just say your safe word, if it is too much,” Randy said.
She nodded but didn’t use it. Instead, she released a breath and relaxed as they worked in unison. Sean leaned forward and kissed Randy again. They turned to her and brought her into the kiss.
“Fuck, yeah,” Jaime said.
Now, they were moving their fingers in and out of her ass, increasing their rhythm and she was moving with them.
“Oh, yeah, like that,” she said. They both realized that she was really damned close to coming.
They removed their fingers, and Sean helped Randy hold her up so he could guide his cock into her ass. Slowly, he worked his way up in her. She was tight, but it definitely wasn’t her first time trying anal sex. They had experimented with all things…and when they had talked about approaching Sean, they knew they would have to be ready. When he was as far as he could go into her at the moment, he nodded to Sean.
Sean took his cock and slid it over her slit.
“Oh, yeah, you like that, don’t ya, Jaime?”
“Hmm,” was all she could say to him. Sean pulled back and smacked her pussy. She jerked, tightening her anal muscles around Randy’s cock.
“Fuck, do that again, Sean.”
He did and both Randy and Jaime moaned together. He did it once more and Jaime screamed in delight.
Sean positioned his cock and slowly worked it into her pussy. As he did, Randy felt the pressure build against his cock. With both of them in her, it was incredibly tight.
“Oh, God,” she said.
“Remember…” Sean didn’t finish. He groaned as he made his way all the way inside of her. “Remember…to…use your safe word if you need it.”
“She feels like fucking heaven, doesn’t she?” Randy asked. Sean opened his eyes and nodded.
They both started to rock in and out of her, working into a rhythm that worked for all of them. Sean dipped his head to tease her breasts with his mouth as Randy kissed her neck.
As their tempo increased, Sean lifted his head and kissed them both again. Randy reached around and stroked her clit.
“Come on, Jaime, come for me. We want to feel you come while we are inside of you.”
That was all it took. “Oh, Randy. Sean. Fuck.”
She jerked against them both as she came. But without even discussing it, they both kept moving, teasing her. They made her come again, and again, and again. She was chanting their names over and over by the time Sean thrust into her one last time. He leaned forward, kissing Randy as he came. When Sean recovered, he pulled out of Jaime, then moved her feet up to the counter.
“Ride him,” he said as he started massaging her clit.
“No, I can’t handle another one,” she said, her voice breathless.
Sean smacked her pussy. Her ass tightened on his cock again. Fuck, it was the most exquisite torture he’d ever felt. Sean smacked her sex again, but waited for Randy to say what needed to be said. He was in charge and Sean was still giving him the lead.
“You will ride me, Jaime, or we will make sure you get so fucking horny with no relief, you’ll do anything we ask.”
Sean leaned down and started to lick her as she lifted up and down on Randy. Again, she tightened around his cock and that was all it took.
“Oh, yeah, fuck,” Randy said, as he felt his orgasm approach. The flick of Sean’s tongue over his sac sent Randy up and over into his orgasm. As pleasure took over Randy’s every thought, Sean helped Jaime, taking her by the hips and guiding her up and down as she rode Randy through his orgasm. As Randy was crashing down from the high of his orgasm, Sean leaned down once more and took her clit into his mouth. Her last orgasm slammed through her, pulling a surprised scream that echoed off the walls of the bathroom.
Moments later, they made it into Sean’s bedroom, all of them collapsing onto the mattress. He had never been through anything so thrilling or exhausting. Jaime lay between them, just as they had made love just minutes earlier.
Randy kissed the back of her neck. “Thank you, Princess.”
Sean hummed and kissed her mouth. “Yes, that was amazing.” He then leaned forward to kiss Randy. That inclusion, the way
he made sure they both felt part of the whole…that was the sweet side of Sean. As Sean pulled away, Randy saw the emotion, the need right there in Sean’s gaze. He tempted him on so many levels, but more importantly, just like it had always been with Jaime, the connection spoke to his soul.
Sean offered him a sleepy smile as he settled his head on the pillow beside Jaime. Damn, the man was getting to him again.
As Randy drifted off to sleep, he hoped that they had made another step forward, because he didn’t know if either he or Jaime would be able to take the step back.
CHAPTER EIGHT
By early afternoon, Sean was ready to give up. He couldn’t seem to get hold of Lassiter, and with Emma ignoring his phone calls, his worry increased with each hour. She was a tough little woman, but she definitely had a lot of people who wanted to hurt her to get back at him. He should have never put her on the other island, but it was the best option at the time. She was living off the grid, well, as off the grid as she would go. No way anyone knew who she was—or so he thought.
One good thing about the situation was that Devon Stryker had given him use of his company’s private jet. It would make it much easier to steal Emma from the other island and bring her over.
He’d contact Crysta and Eli to see if they could check on her, but he knew it was a big time for the Ranch on the Big Island. It was the annual rodeo time that Kaheaku Ranch threw each year. Either one of them would jump to help, but with Crysta pregnant with their first child, Sean couldn’t bring himself to put her in danger..
He couldn’t go himself. First problem were the two people he could trust with just about everything else in his life: Randy and Jaime. They would want to know what was going on if he had to hop over to the Big Island. He would have to tell them, but he wanted Emma with him when that happened. The closer she was, the easier it was going to be to make both of them disappear if this entire plan blew up in their faces.
Second problem was he had a target on his back. True, he was relatively safe in his house, but if he went out in public with Emma, they would become targets. Her death would be punishment before he was killed.
Sean knew he needed help, and the only person he could trust was going to be a pain in the ass about it, and for good reason.
He dialed the number. His friend picked up on the first ring.
“Delano,” he said, his voice heavy with sleep. As the head of Task Force Hawaii, Del kept strange hours.
“Del, I need help.”
He grunted. That wasn’t a good sign.
“You didn’t say that a couple of nights ago.”
Mortification filled him. During his adult life, he refused to be a drinker like his stepfather. He had avoided it for years for that reason. The fact that he had lost it and gotten drunk—then went out in public was bad enough. Taking a swing at a friend was just a big fat cherry on top of his shit sundae.
“I owe you for that. I definitely could have hurt someone on my way home.”
He sighed, then it sounded like he stood up and started walking. “Especially yourself, man. You got to stay off the liquor.”
“I am off. Don’t worry. Haven’t had a drink since that night.” Even now the thought had his stomach turning over. “Now, about this favor…”
“I expect a nice steak and lobster dinner.”
He didn’t hesitate. “You got it.”
“How about an introduction to that sexy Jaime I heard was looking for you the other night?”
Sean could tell from Del’s tone that he was just joking, but he couldn’t hide his animosity at the request.
“No.”
He chuckled. “Okay, what do you need?”
“How does flying over to the Big Island on a private jet sound?”
There was a pause. “This isn’t illegal, is it?”
“Nope, on the up and up. I need you to get a package for me.”
“Is that a fact?”
“I have a friend on The Big Island, and I can’t get hold of her.”
There was another pause. “You want me to kidnap a woman for you?”
This time, there was a thread of anger in his voice. That is one of the reasons Sean knew he could trust Del. Women and children always were to be protected. Not everyone in Sean’s business played that way.
“No. I need you to bring her here for her safety. She might be in trouble.”
“Then, why the hell don’t you go check on her?”
He really liked Del, but the man was cranky. Damned cranky. And he liked to growl. He would do as Sean was asking, but he would complain while he did it. Sean couldn’t be choosey, not right now.
“You know I’ve had trouble. I don’t want to lead it to her door.”
“But you want me to bring her over here? That makes no sense.”
It did, and he didn’t have time to deal with questions. “I want to move her to a safe house close by. Then, if we need to get out of here, Devon Stryker can make sure we get off the rock.”
“Hmm. Is that the private jet I’m using?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. I’ll go.”
Relief filtered through Sean. “Thanks. I really appreciate it. I can’t trust anyone else to get her, and I know you can keep her safe.”
“I’ll call when I make contact.”
He hung up. The man definitely didn’t have the best manners; but then, Sean didn’t need him for his manners. As a former Army Ranger and now head of Task Force Hawaii, Del would make sure Emma made it back to Oahu safe. That was all Sean cared about.
* * *
Martin Delano parked his rental car out on the street and looked at the fortress and frowned. It was pretty far off the beaten path, but that was to be expected. The Big Island had a lot of people who liked to live off the grid. If someone didn’t want to be found, it was easy to stay lost. The gates were closed but, even at this distance, he could see there was no sign of life. He wanted to turn around and head back to Oahu, but he couldn’t. He had promised Sean.
Resolutely, he walked up to the gate and looked more closely. He saw the curtains in the top floor flutter. Someone was in there.
He punched in the security code Sean had texted him and made his way to the front door. Since the one little flutter of curtain, he had seen nothing else. He made it to the front door and rang the bell. Nothing. He walked over to one of the windows and looked in. Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him. He turned just in time to be hit with something heavy and hard.
He blinked a few times. His nose was throbbing and blood was pouring from it. A woman was standing there with what looked like a heavy two-by-four, ready to hit him again. She was Asian and was on what women called the petite size. In his mind, she looked like she could be picked up and put in his pocket. When he didn’t move, her green eyes narrowed. He started toward her, and his world start to turn. Blood slid down his face as he staggered. Fucking hell. That hit had been harder than he realized.
The woman pulled back the piece of wood, getting ready to hit him gain. He stopped her and grabbed the wood.
“Hey,” she screamed.
He held the piece of wood out of reach and leaned down in her face. “You hit me with that thing again, and I will kill you.”
He tried to sound as mean as he could. It didn’t work on her. She lifted her knee, making contact with his groin. He bent over in pain.
“Fuck off, wanker.”
She turned to run into the house. He grabbed for her arm but caught only air.
“I’m calling the police.”
He took a step and almost threw up. When he spoke, he bit out every word. “I am the police. Sean sent me.”
She stopped but didn’t come back. She turned to face him but kept her distance. “Sean?”
He nodded. Fuck, he shouldn’t have done that.
“Well, why didn’t you say so?”
She asked the question as if he were stupid. And he had to be if he kept doing this kind of crap for his friends.
“The only thing that is saving you is that he asked me to do this.”
She cocked her head and studied him for a moment. The longer her green gaze watched him, he felt oddly dizzy. It had to be the knock to his face because that definitely fucking hurt.
“What would happen otherwise?” she asked.
“I would have shot you.”
Her mouth twitched and something close to respect filled her expression. “I don’t think my brother would like that much.”
He blinked as the world shifted a bit. “Your brother?”
“Didn’t Sean tell you? I’m blood.”
He shook his head and immediately regretted it. It felt as if she had knocked his brain loose. “That figures, because every time I am around him, I end up injured.”
She chuckled. “Come on. I am assuming he wants you to call.”
* * *
The phone rang only once and Sean answered.
“How is she?”
“She’s safe. She just wasn’t answering her phone.”
Something loosened in his chest. Damn, when had it gotten so scary being a big brother? Probably the moment she smacked him upside the head with the board.
“Give me the phone,” Emma said. From the sound on the other end of the line, they were physically fighting over the phone.
“Go get bent, Taylor. I don’t have time to deal with you.”
Sean let loose a breath he did not know he had been holding. “Thank you, Del, I owe you.”
“Yeah, you do. It might cost you more after I go see a doctor.”
“The doctor? Emma didn’t get hurt, did she?”
“No. She’s fine; although, I still might shoot her before we leave the island. Your sister hit me with a two-by-four.”
Sean couldn’t fight the grin. “She did the same thing to me when I went looking for her.”
“If you don’t let me talk to him, I will post the pics I took of you online. I am pretty sure all your wanker friends will love that. I got one when you were crying like a baby.”
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