The Engagement Gift

by Lauren Blakely

  Finn’s hand wrapped tighter around my head, his lips near my ear. “We got you, baby. Just relax.”

  I sank down deeper onto Finn, my ass lifting as Jake’s hands wrapped around my hips. He pushed, sinking farther into me. For a second, I held my breath from the intensity—the temporary pain that shot into pleasure in seconds. This wasn’t my first time at the rear-end rodeo, but there was always that moment when you weren’t sure. Those seconds when you hovered between pain and pleasure until your body took.

  Adjusted.

  And somehow, miraculously, made room.

  This was a whole new language of sensuality.

  An entirely new way of having sex.

  I was bathed in erotic sensations as I let myself relax into the sheer fullness. The incredible, heavy feeling of being taken completely. Of the entire core of my body consumed by two beautiful men.

  Like this, I could barely move. My skin started to sizzle; my body began to shudder.

  Then I realized they’d taken over.

  They were both moving in me, Finn fucking up into me, Jake thrusting deep into my ass.

  Could they feel each other? Or were they like me? Unable to tell up from down, right from left? Right now, I was adrift in otherworldly sensations. In the sheer relentless intensity of my wildest dreams come true. Electricity crackled in my veins as waves of pleasure crashed over me, each one making me sink under, deeper into the abyss of ecstasy.

  “Talk to me, baby,” Finn rasped out, his voice low and rough. “You okay?”

  “So good. I’m so good,” I panted as Jake’s cock hit the end of me, and I cried out, seeing the first glow of stars.

  Because holy fucking pleasure. Holy threesome. Holy trio of absolute decadent erotic bliss.

  This. Was. It.

  This was the pinnacle, and my reality teetered. It wobbled with each stroke from below me. With each thrust from above.

  With every move from the men sandwiching me, I spiraled further into an erotic state, with lust and want consuming every molecule of my body.

  “So intense. Feels so good,” I murmured, my head falling into the crook of Finn’s neck.

  “It’s the hottest thing ever,” Finn growled.

  And Jake groaned. A deep, rumbling sound, like he’d been gritting his teeth, holding back words until then, and suddenly, he let them loose. “Fuck, Lily. Your ass. It’s so fucking hot. So fucking tight.”

  I trembled. Darts of pleasure shot through my body from his dirty praise.

  His words must have set off Finn because the man beneath me was swearing and pumping harder into me. “Yeah, you’re so fucking wet on my dick. You fucking love this, don’t you?”

  What I loved was every single thing, and especially now that they were talking to me, not about me. I loved that in the heat of the moment, as I hovered on the edge, their dirty words were for me, to me.

  “Yes, God, yes. I love it all. I’m close, so close.”

  “I’m close, too,” Finn said, his pace turning relentless and igniting a tightening in my belly. “You’re mine, and I need to feel you coming all over me.”

  My pussy clenched, gripping him tighter as the first sign of release appeared on the horizon. That telltale tension in my core. That aching torture of impending pleasure.

  I started to move again, to rise up as best I could, then down, and that tripped the wires in me. I unraveled as I felt Jake go deeper into my ass, touching parts of me that had never been touched like this before, all while Finn filled me to the hilt.

  This was the edge of desire. The knife’s edge of bliss, and I hovered on it, Jake’s groans flooding the room, his grunts and half-choked out words. “So tight, so fucking hot.”

  And Finn’s too. “Come for me, baby. Come for us.”

  Us.

  He might have meant him and me; he might have meant him and Jake.

  It didn’t matter.

  I keened, my lips parting, my pleasure hitting the sky.

  Maybe the sounds were words, maybe they were curses. All the noises I made were shouts to God, my orgasm cresting as I detonated, shattering into a thousand beautiful pieces while they fucked me to the ends of my desire. And I fell apart above one man, beneath another, as I finally found the dirty dreams I’d been seeking.

  It was, indeed, like a heavenly choir of dirty angels conducting a filthy orchestra in my body. And oh hell, could they conduct me like virtuosos.

  I was bathed in bliss, coated in ecstasy. Delicious, wild, carnal pleasure flooded every cell of my body, drugging me into total euphoria, and it was then, the orgasm shaking me to my very core, that Jake followed me, firing first, biting off a string of curse words as he came.

  Finn was next. “Fuck, baby. Gonna come so hard,” he said, and he didn’t need me to, but I urged him on.

  “Yes, give it to me. Give it all to me.”

  As he unleashed his orgasm, all I could think was this was everything I’d imagined it would be.

  And so much more.

  13

  Finn

  I ran a hand down her thigh, gently stroking her skin. Jake petted her hair.

  Lily sighed deeply, contentedly.

  The look on her face was complete bliss.

  Absolute satisfaction.

  And something else, too. Something deeply familiar. Something that warmed me to the core of my soul.

  Love.

  She murmured my name, then lifted her chin, her way of asking for a kiss. I was all too happy to oblige. I dusted my lips to hers, and when we broke apart, she said, “Thank you.”

  It was a sleepy, sexy sound.

  And it wasn’t only for me. She craned her neck, looked at my best friend, set a hand on his chest, and said reverently, “And thank you.”

  “No, Lily. Thank you.”

  I laughed. “Sounds like we beat the house tonight. Everyone here won big.” I ran my finger down her nose. “And I’m glad you liked your gift.”

  She wriggled like a happy, sated woman. “Best. Gift. Ever.”

  I let her relish in the afterglow for a little longer, gently stroking her soft skin.

  Then Jake cleared his throat. “Can I get in on this gift action, too? I do hate shopping, so if this could count as my engagement gift, I’d be stoked.”

  “Cheapskate,” I teased.

  My buddy wiggled an eyebrow. “Unless Lily wants to go for round two on your wedding night. In which case, that’d cover my wedding gift too.”

  Smiling lazily, Lily shook her head. “I’m all good, guys. Also, Jake, you do know we don’t even want guests to get us wedding gifts? All you have to do is be there.”

  “Yeah, I know. In lieu of gifts, please consider making a donation to your favorite charity. Your presence is our gift,” Jake said, reciting the note we’d included on our invitations. “I guess you could say I donated to couples in need of threesomes.”

  Lily cracked up. “Is that your personal cause, Jake?”

  “Evidently, it is.”

  I smiled, warmed up inside from the knowledge that tonight hadn’t changed a damn thing about my friendship with Jake, or Lily’s with him either.

  We were all going to be good.

  And I had a feeling this evening was going to make Lily and me even closer. Actually, it already had. Because my woman, the love of my fucking life, had let me into her mind, into her fantasies.

  I had to let her know how much that meant to me.

  And I did when we were alone, since Jake excused himself for a quick shower.

  As the water beat down from the bathroom, I pulled her close in the bed. “You don’t have to thank me. I should be thanking you.”

  “Why?” she asked curiously.

  I banded an arm around her waist. “Because all I want is for you to be happy. I want to give you everything, and I’ve always wanted that. You let me in—let me into your secret fantasies. And I could tell you were scared to tell me.”

  She cupped my cheek. “I was so scared to tell you.”r />
  “Why?”

  “I don’t want to lose you. You’re my everything.”

  “Baby, you won’t lose me. You have more and more of me every day.”

  “I know that now . . .”

  I pressed my hand to her heart. “Know that always. I don’t want you to be afraid to tell me your dreams. Whatever kind they are. Work, family, sex, anything. We’ll either make them happen together or work through what they mean. Okay?”

  She breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you. But did you know all along that I wanted this? Were you trying to get me to admit it?”

  I grinned, a naughty little smirk. “Baby, you need to get better at hiding your browser history.”

  Her mouth fell into an O. “Oops.”

  I squeezed her hip. “Or maybe you left it visible on purpose.”

  She shrugged. “Maybe subconsciously. But, Finn, did this change anything for you?”

  I gestured to the room, to us. “What do you think? Are we still the same?”

  She leaned in and kissed my forehead. “No. We’re not the same. We’re better.”

  When Jake left the bathroom, I brought Lily into the shower and cleaned her up, then asked her the one last question on my mind. “Have I unleashed a monster? Are you going to want this again?”

  She grinned wickedly, and I groaned in mock frustration.

  “Kidding!” she said. Then she added, “Not kidding?”

  “So, you’re a threesome junkie?”

  She placed a hand on my chest. “Actually, I’m all good. I’m totally satisfied. But I can’t promise there won’t be other kinky things I’ll want to try. Is that okay?”

  I pressed a kiss to her lips. “I can promise it’s more than okay.”

  After we dried off, she shot me a naughty look in the mirror. “Is it okay if Jake stays for a little longer? I have something for the two of you.”

  “Sure,” I said, intrigued.

  Then she told me what it was, and it seemed like the perfect send-off.

  * * *

  In the middle of the night, I woke to find her between my legs, sucking me off, as she’d told me in the shower she wanted to do.

  When she was through, she moved to Jake and took care of him, also part of the plan.

  After, she wiped a satisfied palm across her lips, then said, “And that’s my gift to the two of you.”

  14

  Jake

  I left in the early hours of the morning.

  My job was over, and it was one of the best nights ever.

  How could it not be? Hot-as-sin sex capped off with a middle-of-the-night sleepy BJ?

  Hell, it was good, indeed, to be Finn’s best friend.

  But none of this was unexpected, though I couldn’t completely read Kate and her motivation. I’d never entirely been able to read her.

  Why had she played a part in last night’s events?

  The next morning after I slept some more, I met her at a diner.

  She wore a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin and raised her eyebrows as I walked in, sitting across from her.

  “And how was the play, Mrs. Lincoln?” she asked knowingly.

  I laughed. “It was some kind of show.”

  “Was it now?” She took a sip of her coffee.

  I studied her alluring eyes, hunting for answers. “Has anyone ever told you that you can’t resist getting your hands in the pie?”

  “Interesting analogy,” she mused. “But I prefer to think of myself as a dirty fairy godmother.”

  “Is that who you are?” I asked.

  Lazily, she kicked her foot back and forth as if in answer. “Everyone has their kink, right?"

  15

  Kate

  It was an excellent question, even if I was still figuring out my own kink.

  Did I get off on others getting it on, even if I wasn’t there?

  Maybe I did.

  I’d always been intrigued with what other people liked to do behind closed doors. And maybe I liked to watch a little, too.

  But that’s not why I fashioned myself into a naughty matchmaker.

  I did it because what were best friends for but to help you in your time of need, to shop for dresses, and to subtly guide you to the threesome of your heart’s desire?

  I knew what Lily wanted, so I’d planted the idea of Jake in her head—Jake, because I knew he’d be game.

  How did I know?

  Call it instinct. Call it a gut feeling. Jake was a friend, and I’d been well aware of his sexual appetite.

  All I had to do was drop his name as the necessary third party, and Lily was game.

  But now, here I was, enjoying eggs and hash browns and the post-game satisfaction of having called it from a mile away, and looking at Jake in a new light.

  Was that part of my kink? Was he?

  Perhaps he could be.

  I couldn’t deny that a part of me was damn curious what Jake was like in bed.

  More than I’d been before.

  I hadn’t lied when I’d told Lily I wasn’t attracted to Jake, but it was more that I’d never thought of him like that before, even though Lily had suggested him to me in the dress shop. Maybe I hadn’t let myself think of him that way since I’d always had a hunch he’d be the perfect party for Lily’s fantasy. I didn’t want to stand in the way of her pleasure. What kind of friend would do that? Not this one.

  But now, here at breakfast, I was trying to figure out what I was suddenly feeling for him.

  It sure felt like attraction. A stirring, potent attraction to the tall, dark, and handsome man across the table.

  That was new. Wholly new.

  Biding my time, I picked up my glass of water, took a drink, and set it down. “We all have different fantasies,” I said.

  His eyes held mine for a long beat. Longer than they had before. In them, I felt heat and I saw intrigue.

  “I’d like to find out yours,” he said.

  Epilogue

  Lily

  Some things you just knew at first blush.

  When you’ve met the right man.

  When you’ve found the perfect dress.

  And when you were the happiest you’d ever been.

  As I walked down the aisle in a white, V-neck sheath gown, I was incandescently happy.

  I was marrying the man I adored, the man who gave me everything and then more.

  All my friends were there, and both my maid of honor, Kate, and my bridesmaid, Nina, looked radiant.

  My wedding dress, I’d purchased myself, all too happy to plunk down the cash as I remembered Kate’s words in the shop. This dress is on me if Finn doesn’t say yes when you ask him . . .

  I was glad she was right. I was thrilled she’d pushed me along and subtly, or maybe not so subtly, encouraged me to go after my dreams.

  My dirty, naughty dreams.

  And they’d all come true.

  She was indeed a fantastic best friend.

  I had everything I’d ever wanted.

  I hoped my friends would find their happy-ever-afters, too, in and out of the bedroom.

  As I spotted Adam staring at Nina, I wondered briefly if hers was right in front of her.

  I smiled inside, since I’d always suspected the two of them might be perfect together. The virgin and the guy next door.

  And I had a feeling I was going to be right about something else. Call me crazy, but as I said my I dos, I caught a knowing glance between the best man and the maid of honor.

  Maybe Kate was attracted to him after all.

  Well, she had good taste.

  I put thoughts of them aside, though, as I kissed my husband and stepped into what I knew would be a lifetime of dirty, wedded bliss.

  Nina and Adam’s story unfolds in THE VIRGIN GIFT, and readers can unwrap Kate and Jake’s tale in THE EXCLUSIVE GIFT. Both of these titles are coming soon. Read on for the blurb to THE VIRGIN GIFT.

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  THE VIRGIN GIFT…

  I might be a virgin but I know what I want in bed.

  And it can't possibly be the guy next door. Charming and laid-back, Adam is perfect for friendship, but in between the sheets I want a bad boy who’ll walk away after my first time.

  So when he volunteers to work through my sexual wish list, I say yes since there's no chance I'll fall for him, even if he takes my V-card.

  Then, I discover the voracious, filthy-mouthed, after-dark alpha in him. And I’m enthralled.

  I ask him to tackle one last item when his friend comes to town for the weekend — take me at the same time.

  Since there’s definitely no way I'll fall for Adam if someone else is in bed with us too.

  Unless I do…

  * * *

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  Acknowledgments

  Big thanks to Lauren Clarke, Jen McCoy, Helen Williams, Kim Bias, Virginia, Lynn, Karen, Tiffany, Janice, Stephanie and more for their eyes. Goddess love to Helen for the beautiful cover. Thank you to Kelley and Candi and KP. Massive smooches to Laurelin Paige for access to her brain and heart. As always, my readers make everything possible.

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