by Rhian Cahill
Ethan was in the same boat, but Kelly would probably run out the front door if they showed the extreme desire they felt for her. And it was extreme. He’d not wanted a woman with this raw-edge bone-deep longing before. It didn’t help that he’d gone without sex for so long. He’d never left his libido unappeased. Didn’t have to. There were plenty of women ready to warm his and Finn’s bed.
Shame he couldn’t bring himself to look at any of them, never mind touch them.
“I’m with you,” Ethan said. “But I’m not blowing this. The only thing I want blown is my dick and yours.”
A gasp from the doorway had them both turning. But Ethan didn’t need to see to know who stood there. Kelly. She’d heard him.
“Shit,” he muttered under his breath as he got to his feet. “It’s not what you think.”
One of her dark eyebrows arched high. “It’s not?” Her voice trembled.
Was that disappointment rattling her words? “No. Well, yes. Kind of.” Fuck. Way to screw up further.
“So you’re not talking about me—” she fluttered her hand in front of her, “—um…”
Ethan loved the colour rising in her cheeks, the sparkle of excitement in her eyes. It was the haze of defeat that seemed to envelope her that had him stepping forward. “Kelly.”
She took a deep breath, her breasts, barely covered, rising up and thrusting out as she filled her chest with air. Her spine straightened and she tipped up her chin. Ethan recognised that look. It was the stubborn I-will-get-my-way look she used at work.
“Kitty.” Finn moved next to him. “We—”
“You don’t want to have sex with me?” she asked in a strong dare-you-to-lie-to-me tone.
Ethan choked on his own breath. Finn didn’t fare much better if his open trapdoor mouth was an indication.
She held her ground. Although Ethan could see her trembling, she brazened it out. She rolled her lips inwards and then out, and slipped her tongue free to stroke that full bottom curve he’d dream of sucking on. The move jolted him out of his shock and straight into lustville like he’d been zapped by a taser.
“Can I be honest with you, Kelly?” He wasn’t sure if he was taking the right track here, but now that the elephant in the room had been acknowledged, Ethan figured the best thing to do was face it—deal with it.
Kelly nodded. “I’d appreciate it.”
Ethan breathed easier. “I’d do you in a heartbeat.”
“Ditto,” Finn said beside him.
It didn’t get simpler than that.
“So tonight is…?” She darted her gaze between him and Finn.
Shit. How did he explain without freaking her out? “About making you comfortable.”
“Comfortable? I don’t understand.”
“What Ethan is trying to say is that we just wanted to spend time with you outside of work. Get to know each other. No pressure,” Finn explained their plan a little clearer.
Her brow wrinkled. “But we already know each other.”
“Not like we want to,” Ethan muttered.
“Explain.”
Damn. He’d forgotten how good her hearing was. He also forgot how direct she could be when she chose. She was such a contradiction. One minute innocent—shy—the next she was a ballbuster. She’d gone after more than one bid at work with bulldog tenacity.
Would she go after pleasure with that level of determination or would she lie back and let a man have his way?
At this point, Ethan didn’t care which as long as he got to find out.
Kitty swallowed back the lump threatening to cut off her air. She couldn’t believe she’d come right out and asked if they wanted to have sex with her. But she’d stared at herself in the bathroom mirror and known without doubt she would regret letting this opportunity pass. The fear echoing every heartbeat was a natural thing. What woman wouldn’t be nervous about having sex with a guy for the first time?
The fact Kitty was contemplating two men…well, that just upped the ante, didn’t it? So her anxiety was acceptable—expected.
When she’d overheard Finn and Ethan talking, she’d wavered. For a few seconds, she’d let past disinterest and rejection get her in a grip and squeeze. But then she’d remembered the looks, the innuendo, recalled their heat pressing against her, and she’d used those to boost her confidence.
She might be trembling from head to toe, but she held her head high. Held the panic at bay with the determination she usually reserved for work. Why she hadn’t thought to channel her work persona before was anyone’s guess, but now that she had she wouldn’t be going home tonight without getting what she wanted.
And what she wanted was them.
Together.
The silence hummed. Kitty didn’t know why neither of them seemed in a hurry to answer her. She’d have to prod them along. “Well? How do you want to get to know me?”
They shared a look. One that spoke sentences without either of them uttering a word.
Kitty crossed her arms over her chest and drummed her fingers against her side. She’d give them another minute—
“We want to know the private Kitty,” Finn said.
“The work Kitty we know. We want to know Kelly. This—” Ethan waved his hand indicating the three of them, “—has nothing to do with work.”
“Okay.” She thought about that. “So you want to know what I like, what I do when I’m not running the office, who my friends are, that kind of thing?”
“Yes,” they said.
“Why?” she asked.
“Um…” Finn murmured.
“Why?” Ethan repeated her question, one eyebrow disappearing beneath his shaggy fringe.
Kitty stared at them, eyeing them both in turn. “Yes. Why do you need to know any of those things?” This was about sex not building a relationship. Wasn’t it?
“Because we’re interested?” Ethan’s confusion was written all over his face and Kitty had to hold back a smile.
“Let me get this straight. You want to spend the evening with me so that we can get to know each other away from work.” At their dual nods, Kitty continued. “But what does that have to do with us having sex?”
Finn’s jaw dropped and Ethan made a strangling sound in the back of his throat. This time Kitty didn’t hold back her grin. For once, the shoe was on the other foot. Instead of her being flustered and floundering for words, they were. She loved that she’d done that to them.
Ethan was the first to regain his composure. “Kelly. We don’t want to rush—”
“Rush? I think it’s safe to say this has been building for two years. There’s nothing rushed about that.” Damn. Where had this brave woman come from? “Let’s lay all our cards on the table. I want you both. Have for a long time.”
She raised her chin a notch when she’d finished. God, it felt good to take control of her desire.
“We haven’t kept it a secret from you that we like to share the women we take to bed,” Finn said.
She shook her head. “No, you haven’t.”
“And you understand that’s what we want with you?” Ethan asked. “To double team you?”
Kitty wasn’t sure if he was being a little crude to scare her or not. He’d be shocked to know the idea of having sex with both of them—at the same time—caused her pussy to clench and weep. “Yes. I understand that’s what you want.”
“And you’re up for that?” Finn asked. “To let us fuck you together?”
She nodded. Finn’s raw language robbed her of words.
Ethan stepped closer and Kitty could feel the heat radiating off him. “You know that means one of us will fuck your cunt while the other takes your tight arse.”
Oh God. She was melting now. Her insides were liquefying in the wake of their explicitness—in the animalistic nature of their lust and their refusal to hide it. Swallowing hard, she continued to nod.
“Have you taken it in the arse before?” Ethan murmured as he moved around her, pressed his chest to her bac
k and ground his erection into her backside.
The nodding turned to shaking.
Ethan thrust against her as Finn moved up and plastered his chest to hers. “I’m going to fuck your sweet virgin arse while you suck Finn’s cock dry,” Ethan whispered in her ear before nipping her lobe.
The sharp sting drew a gasp from her throat and sent showers of electric sparks all over her skin. Like a sparkler, she lit up. Her legs trembled and she reached for support, her hands landing on Finn’s hot, hard chest, parting their bodies slightly. “I…”
“Tell us we can fuck you, Kitty,” Finn demanded in a voice that had dropped low and raspy.
“We need to hear you say it.” Ethan slid his hands up her ribs, brushing his fingers over her exposed skin, delivering another burst of sensory pleasure.
Her nipples hardened—throbbed—and she knew Finn could see them poking against the material of her top. As if he’d read her mind, he brought his hands up and stroked his thumbs over the taut peaks.
She would have been embarrassed by the whimper that left her throat if she wasn’t so deep in the pleasure their simple caresses gave her. God, if she was this far gone and they all still had their clothes on…
“I…” Kitty had to lick her dry lips. “I want…”
“What do you want?” Finn asked, adding a little more pressure to the stroke of his thumbs.
“Tell us. Whatever you want we’ll give you,” Ethan spoke against her bare shoulder as he dragged his lips across her skin.
This was it.
Her chance to have what she’d dreamed about for far too long.
“I want you to f-fuck me.”
Chapter Three
Finn stood rooted to the spot. Desperate to believe his ears weren’t playing a trick on him, he nudged Kitty’s head back with a knuckle under her chin until her gaze met his. “Say it again.”
“Fuck me.”
The words were strong this time. No stammer to be found. And the flash of fire in her eyes almost took him to his knees. He grinned. “Our pleasure.”
“Let’s move this party somewhere more comfortable,” Ethan said.
Finn grabbed Kitty’s waist and lifted her off the floor. “Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered.
Her smooth thighs clamped around him and Finn had to take a moment to absorb the thrill of having her in his arms. He wanted to take the two steps between them and the wall and press her against it so he could free his hands to slide them all over her. But he wanted more than that, and if he started here in the hallway, he’d never get her spread out on a bed.
Ethan was already gone. His friend was eager to get things moving, and Finn couldn’t blame him. Every nerve he had vibrated with anticipation of what was to come. Who was going to come. He grinned at the stupid joke and took the first step towards the bedroom.
They’d set up the master suite as their play room. They weren’t into any hard-core kink—a king bed and a cupboard with a few select sex toys suited them fine. Add in the decadent bathroom made for erotic pleasures and they were happy. He couldn’t wait to get Kitty all wet and slippery. And that included out of the bathroom as well as in.
“Why are you grinning like that?” she asked as they cleared the doorway.
Finn’s gaze connected with hers. “I’m thinking about all the wicked things we’re about to do to you.”
Her cheeks flushed a deep pink and she parted her lips slightly as she sucked in a breath. He couldn’t resist leaning over and planting his mouth on hers. At the first touch, his body sighed in relief. He’d waited so long to taste her. Thrusting his tongue against her lips, Finn forced her mouth open farther and plundered. Greedy for every little bit of her, he ate at her mouth and imagined treating her pussy the same way.
He reared back, separating their lips with a wet slurp that vibrated over every one of his nerves. “Clothes off,” he growled.
Ethan stepped up behind Kitty as Finn lowered her feet to the floor. Together they stripped her.
Ethan laughed. “It’s like our own private game of Pass the Parcel.”
Finn grinned, popped the button on her skirt and dragged the zipper down. He peeled the material from her hips and shoved it to the floor to pool at her feet, leaving her in a thong. She wasn’t commando after all.
“Fuck.” Ethan’s curse dragged Finn’s gaze back up her body. “Fuck,” Ethan swore again, but this time the word was choked out.
Finn had to agree with him. Whatever that thing was Kitty had on beneath her top was fuckworthy. “Jesus fucking Christ. What is that thing?” he asked stepping back to get a better look.
“A c-corset.”
“I can’t decide if it’s sexy or stupid,” Ethan said, walking around her to see the front. “Holy crap. It doesn’t even cover your tits.”
“Wondered when you’d notice that.” Finn chuckled.
She stood in front of them. Black lace thong that didn’t hide the dark curls covering her pussy and a black silk and lace wrap of material that hugged her from hips to tits. Well, not all her tits. In fact, most of them were accessible to his hands and mouth.
“You know, it doesn’t really obstruct us getting to the good bits,” Ethan murmured, echoing Finn’s thoughts.
“You want her to leave it on?” Finn asked, imagining them fucking her with the corset and shoes left on.
“No.” Kitty reached behind her, thrusting those on-display boobs out towards them with an enticing jiggle. “The stupid thing has been choking the life out of me ever since I put it on.”
Finn stared at her in confusion. “Then why wear it?”
Her gaze met his. “Because the woman at the shop said men think corsets are sexy.”
“What men?” Ethan stepped closer to her. “Who’d you buy this thing for?”
Finn laughed. “You’re a dick.” He gave his friend a shove.
“What?”
“She bought it for us dipshit.”
Finn waited for Kitty to confirm his words. Except she was too busy trying to get out of the black lace covering her middle. He had to admit he kind of liked the way the thing put her tits on display like books on a shelf. Bending over, he sucked a dusky-brown nipple into his mouth and was rewarded with a sharp hiss of breath that filled her chest and drove her soft mound into his face.
Oh yeah, he definitely liked the way it showcased her tits.
Ethan’s head brushed his and a moan slipped from Kitty as his friend sucked on her other nipple. They ate greedily. She fisted a hand in his hair, and Finn relished the rough tug she gave when he trapped her puckered flesh between his teeth and pulled.
“Oh, oh, yes.” Kitty tightened her grip on his head. “More.”
They’d give her more, but not standing up. Finn let her slip free of his mouth with a moist pop and stepped back. “Let’s get you out of the rest of your clothes. I want you naked so I can lick and suck every inch of you.”
Ethan gave up her tit and moved around behind her again. Finn bent at the knees and dragged her thong down her legs to join her skirt. He quickly undid her shoes and helped her step out of them. The corset sprang free and Kitty let out a huge breathy sigh. When he glanced up her torso, Finn discovered angry red marks circling her waist and ribs where the material had dug into her skin. Anger burst through him.
Surging to his feet, he grabbed her face between his hands. “Don’t ever wear that thing again. I don’t want you torturing your body like that when you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on just as you are.”
“I, um…” Kitty wasn’t sure why his words thrilled and disappointed her at the same time. The compliment, spoken with such conviction flooded her with delight. But she’d seen the women they slept with. She couldn’t hold a candle to the beauties who usually graced their bed.
“I mean it, Kitty. Never again.”
Finn’s words held the sharp edge of command and she was startled by the rush of desire his tone sent through her. Of course, he was far too worldly for his
own good—or rather hers—and didn’t miss the telltale signs of her excitement.
His nostrils flared, his eyes darkening to a deep-ocean blue and the smile that curled his lips spoke of devilish things she had only dreamed about until now. “I think our little Kitty likes to be told what to do, Ethan.”
“Really?” Ethan pressed in behind her.
Naked.
Oh God. He’s got no clothes on!
Her lips parted and her lungs acted like a vacuum, sucking in all available air as Ethan’s hot skin scorched her from neck to thigh. He pressed his cock into her lower back, the hard heat like a branding iron on her soul.
She trembled with want. Her pussy clenched, moisture seeped out to coat her folds and she squeezed her legs together as the ache in her core grew more urgent. “I…”
Finn’s smile widened. “Time to move things along.” He let go of her face. “Hop up on the bed. I want you to lie on your back in the middle, grab your knees and pull them up and wide. Spread that pretty pussy for us to look at.”
Oh God.
She wasn’t sure she could expose herself like that. They’d be able to see everything. Kitty glanced at Ethan.
“Now, Kelly.”
Ethan’s command was no less exciting than Finn’s, and more cream rushed from her body as her muscles convulsed. She turned and stared at the bed but didn’t move. It was like her feet were glued to the spot. A sharp crack echoed through the room a second before pain and heat burst across her right butt cheek. Shocked speechless, her mouth hanging open, she couldn’t think as a pulse of unfamiliar pleasure rippled through her.
The second slap delivered to her other cheek tore a gasp from her throat and jolted her two steps forward.
“I told you to get on the bed.” Finn breathed in her ear as he gripped her shoulders in his strong hands and urged her to keep moving. “Now. Or I’ll toss you over my knee and spank you until your arse is a dark, shiny red.”
Kitty rushed forward and scrambled onto the bed, but in the back of her mind she wondered what it would feel like if she refused and Finn carried out his threat. The pain from the two slaps he’d given her had been minimal, a quick sting before heat had expanded and travelled over her flesh, sunk beneath her skin to bloom inside her pussy in a breath-stealing explosion of need.
