by Mari Carr
“God,” he cried out, thrusting harder. Chad stepped behind Lauren’s chair, stooping to untie her hands. His friend’s gaze never left Sean’s cock fucking her mouth.
Then Chad surprised him. He bent down behind Lauren’s chair and whispered something to her. Sean couldn’t hear the words over the roaring in his ears that signaled his coming climax. Lauren’s eyes drifted shut when Chad’s fingers reached around the chair to play with her breasts. He’d encaged her upper body with his arms, his chest replacing the binding he’d just released.
Unable to hold back, Sean came, a litany of groans and praises and professions of love falling from his lips.
When he came to his senses, he realized that throughout his orgasm, he hadn’t been looking at Lauren—but at Chad.
Chad had been looking at him too.
And worst of all…so had Lauren.
One look at her face told him he’d revealed too much. One look and he knew he’d given himself away once and for all. There had been times in the past when he thought she’d seen, thought she’d noticed, but he’d fought hard to hide the truth. Now, with one look, everything had been revealed.
He’d hurt her.
Fuck.
With one look.
As Sean pulled away from her, Lauren’s mind reeled and she was struck by the realization that her body and her heart were running in opposite directions.
She rubbed her legs together again. She’d never felt so hot and needy from giving a blowjob. While Sean took a couple steps away, obviously still trying to recover from his orgasm, Chad rubbed her shoulders, soothing her as much as her muscles. Her wits felt as if they were in tatters around her.
She knew the secret now. The thing that had eluded her for years. She’d always had a sense of some deeper connection between Sean and Chad, though not necessarily this. They’d been good at hiding it.
Sean was in love with Chad. How could she have been so blind?
Chad helped her stand and his face told her he knew what she’d seen. “Today is about you, Lauren. Only you. I swear.”
Tears gathered at her eyes and she wondered if that was true. She shook her head to show him she didn’t believe it. Nothing that happened between the three of them would be just about her. It couldn’t be. God, she’d never be so selfish, so self-absorbed.
Sean’s face. She closed her eyes against the image of him right now. Fuck. His face as he looked at Chad was beautiful and tortured. She’d never seen such a combination. While she wanted to latch onto Chad’s words and hold them close, her heart knew that would be too easy. And suddenly nothing about this was easy. There was too much history between Chad and Sean. Too many unspoken, unrequited feelings.
She’d been a fool to listen to Riley’s advice. She’d thought she was engaging in a ménage, exploring some wicked fantasies. With her stupid plan, she’d blown the lid off an ancient, unseen volcano and she had a feeling they were all about to be taken down in the ensuing scorching lava flow.
“We’re not stopping,” Chad insisted. “A deal’s a deal.” Lauren wondered at Chad’s sudden insistence. He’d been the most resistant to her proposal. He gripped the waistband of her lounge pants and pulled them down. She felt numb, uncertain, aroused beyond belief. He held her arm as she stepped out of them. Grasping her hips, he lifted her onto the kitchen table and pushed her to her back.
“Only you.” He repeated those two words as he spread her legs apart and bent. His mouth took her pussy with a hunger she’d never experienced. There was no hesitation. No preliminaries or buildup. He simply leaned over and fucked the hell out of her with his lovely mouth.
His tongue swiped at her, starting at her ass and moving up to her mons. When he found her clit, he brought his teeth into play, nipping at the distended flesh until she was thrashing against the table.
“Shhhh.” Sean’s soft voice came from above her head. She wondered when he’d moved. As he touched her, she gave up her untoward thoughts.
Keira’s words about submitting to Will drifted back to her. He’s shown me how to clear my mind, how to trust and love and feel. Believe me, after a night in his arms, I wake up every morning refreshed and ready to take on the world again.
One day. She’d promised them this day to explore. She’d have an entire week to stress out about and try to sort through the rest. For now, she just wanted to give herself to the two men she loved more than life itself.
Sean’s hands captured her wrists, pulling them against the tabletop, holding her firmly. The feeling of being trapped, helpless, increased her arousal and she groaned, feeling more moisture escape her pussy.
Chad noticed too; she saw him glance up at her face before he looked at Sean. “Bondage,” he said. “She’s into it. Big time.”
Sean chuckled and tightened his grip. “I’ve got a book on Kinbaku. I think next week we should explore Japanese rope bondage.”
“God,” Lauren cried, thrusting her hips up, trying to get Chad’s mouth on her body.
Chad pressed her hips down, holding her still.
“Fuck me,” she demanded. “Please. You’re killing me.”
Chad didn’t move. His eyes narrowed, his gaze darkened. Shit. So much for handing over control.
“You don’t get it, do you, Lauren?” he asked before looking at Sean. “Help me turn her over.”
Before she could grasp their intent, she was facedown, her upper body flat against the table while her legs hung over the edge, her feet on the floor.
Sean’s hands were holding her shoulders firmly. He bent forward, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek before whispering in her ear, “Do you know what happens to naughty girls?”
She wanted to make some smartass comment, but held her tongue.
“No?” he asked. “Well, I’ll tell you. They get spanked.”
Chad ran his hand along her bare bottom. “How about we make things interesting?”
Lauren trembled from the impact of their touches, their taunts. She wouldn’t make it much longer.
“Interesting?” she asked, her voice weak from her arousal.
“I read your research notes,” Chad confessed. “Last night after you went to bed.”
She sucked in a deep breath and held it. While she had to study her ass off for her four-point-oh, Chad was a natural student. He was exceedingly bright with a photographic memory. He was also very good at seeing through people’s words to the heart of the matter. It was one of the reasons she suspected he’d be an amazing psychologist.
“Okay,” she said, dragging out the word. She had a pretty good idea what her notes had revealed, what secret, well-hidden fantasy he’d discovered.
Sean’s hands tightened briefly on her shoulders and she could tell Chad had captured his friend’s undivided attention. “What did they say? What does she want?”
“To be captured. Forced.” Chad whispered the words, but they struck Lauren like a lightning bolt.
“God, yes,” Sean hissed, his hands releasing her.
Her body was on fire, from excitement and embarrassment. Slowly she pushed herself up from the table, wondering how far she would get if she tried to run. Her gaze slid to the door and Sean laughed.
“Try it. Bet you don’t get your big toe into the hallway.”
She stood up straight and threw her shoulders back. Despite her nudity, she refused to hide her face. “Why on earth would I run? For your information, I’ve been trying to hook up with you two forever.” As she spoke, her actions belied her words. She pulled on her lounge pants. She needed to get the hell out of here.
Neither man moved to stop her as she picked up her T-shirt and put it on again as well. “You know, I don’t appreciate you looking at my stuff, Chad. I don’t go through your research notes and jump to false conclusions.”
Chad grinned and she got a sense he was patronizing her. “Nothing false about what I said. Admit it, Lauren. You want to be chased, held down. You want us to force you to do all sorts of naughty things and then to for
ce orgasm after orgasm on you. Think of the adrenaline rush.”
Her breathing suddenly became labored and she was struggling to get enough air into her lungs.
She wanted exactly what he said and more.
She glanced at Sean. One look at his predatory gaze and she knew he did too.
She turned and sprinted for the door. She’d obviously caught them by surprise or they were giving her a head start, because neither man immediately started to chase her. As she reached the top of the stairs, she heard them coming.
“You may as well give up, Lauren,” Sean taunted. “We’re going to find you.”
She dashed down the hallway to Chad’s bathroom, raced inside and paused. Peering out the door, she saw both men walk into her bedroom. Using the connecting door between the bathroom and Chad’s room, she tiptoed past his bed, tucking herself behind his dresser.
The men approached the bathroom. She would have to time her escape just right if she hoped to be able to make it down the stairs again. Her heart was rushing, her blood pulsing…her pussy gushing. She’d always fantasized about this, but the reality was so much more intense, exciting.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Chad teased.
“Come out and we’ll let you come,” Sean added. “Make us catch you and you’re gonna suffer first.”
Sean’s words were almost enough to prod her from her spot. Then she grinned. Nope, they were working for their reward. Judging from their voices, she could tell they were both in the bathroom. Moving fast, she darted out Chad’s bedroom door and ran down the stairs.
Footsteps pounding behind her proved she’d just about run out of time.
She’d reached the front foyer when someone grabbed her from behind, gripping her hair tightly. The pain in her scalp sent an overwhelming impulse straight to her cunt. She was dripping wet.
She stopped suddenly and kicked her leg behind her, connecting with a shin. The grip on her hair loosened and she heard Sean curse. She laughed and started to run again, but Chad was on her in an instant. Careful of her kicking legs, he shoved her forward until she was pressed firmly face-first against the hallway wall. She struggled in his arms, not ready to give up the fight.
Reaching over her shoulder, she tried to grab a handful of Chad’s hair. He captured her wrist, pulling it behind her back, his grip tight, painful, sexy as hell. She’d never been so turned on in her life.
He repeated the same motion with her other hand, using the pressure of his hold on her wrists to keep her pinned to the wall. “Surrender,” he said.
“Never.” She tried to twist out of his hold, though she knew she’d been captured.
“Submit.” Sean’s voice sounded next to her.
She turned her head and looked into the face of her friend, her boyfriend, the man she would have sworn she knew better than herself. She blinked quickly, the blinders falling away.
She’d never seen the real Sean before this day.
She wanted him. Wanted the dominant, controlling, sex-on-legs man standing before her. She’d never thought their sex life anything other than incredible, but now she found herself resenting the things he’d been withholding, the wasted time.
“It’s not a game, Lauren,” Sean said, and for the first time, she understood.
“I know,” she whispered.
Chad’s grip slackened but he didn’t release her wrists. He pulled her away from the wall and propelled her toward the living room. She was breathing heavily, from the running, the thrill of the chase, the fear of the unknown.
Once they entered the room, Chad released her. She stood in the center of the space, watching him.
“Take off those clothes,” Chad growled.
Hastily, she removed her T-shirt and pants, silently rejoicing when they moved to do the same.
When they were all naked, Chad sat on the edge of the recliner and crooked his finger at her. “Come here.”
She obeyed. They’d captured her. They’d gained her surrender.
As she approached, Chad reached for her right hand, used it to pull her facedown over his lap. She didn’t have time to consider her vulnerable position before his hand came down against the naked flesh of her ass. She cried out and tried to push up, but Chad’s grip was strong, immovable.
He slapped her bare bottom four more times, using more strength than she would have expected.
She sensed Sean moving directly behind her. As he knelt, his hands pushed her legs apart, his chest brushed against her sore ass.
Without preamble he thrust two fingers into her pussy and this time, she cried out—from surprise and relief.
“Is she wet?” Chad asked.
“Soaking.” Sean thrust his fingers several times more before pulling out. Glancing over her shoulder, she watched Sean sit back, giving Chad more room to move while maintaining his own bird’s-eye view of her bare ass.
Chad moved in, continuing to spank her, and she jerked as his hand landed on her already sore ass.
When he stopped, Sean moved to her side and picked up the motion. Sean’s spanking differed from Chad’s. He operated on the quantity-rather-than-quality concept. While Sean’s strikes weren’t as hard, there were lots of them, coming faster than she could count. Her ass was on fire but she couldn’t deny the heat was moving inward, creeping along her body and sending sparks to her pussy. She’d never been more aroused—or confused—in her life.
When the spanking stopped, their hands became softer and gentler as they stroked her, touched her, tantalized her.
Sean pushed his fingers inside her pussy. “So hot,” he murmured.
Chad’s finger teased the opening to her ass. They both reached beneath her to pinch her taut nipples while she squirmed on Chad’s lap like a worm on a hook.
Then, abruptly, it all stopped.
She quivered from a need greater than she’d ever known. “God, please,” she said, her voice breaking slightly.
“Shhh,” Chad murmured. “Let us take care of you, sunshine.”
His kind words were almost her undoing as the past few minutes caught up with her. Too many things descended on her at once and she started to shake. Her mind and her body felt trapped in a vortex of emotions. They’d kept her on the verge of an orgasm for too long and if she didn’t come soon, she thought she might go insane.
“Hey,” Sean said, lightly caressing her sore bottom before rising. “Come here.” He lifted her from Chad’s lap and carried her to the couch. Chad followed and sat on the coffee table as Sean stretched over Lauren’s trembling body.
He pushed inside her, filling her in an instant, and a sigh of relief escaped. Chad chuckled softly, moving to kneel by her head on the couch. Turning her face with a gentle hand against her cheek, he kissed her as Sean slowly and leisurely made love to her.
She was on birth control—she and Sean had long ago dispensed with using condoms. She knew she wouldn’t want anything between her and Chad as well. Sean’s lips engulfed her breast, his tongue teasing the flesh there as he slowly, deeply thrust inside her. The combination of Sean’s and Chad’s lips on her body, along with Sean’s lovemaking, threw her into an orgasm so powerful she couldn’t believe she wasn’t shaking the rafters of the house.
Sean followed her, his climax coming faster than usual. Obviously she wasn’t the only one affected by the power of the moment.
She wasn’t given time to recover as Sean pulled out and Chad took his place. He paused, his cock poised at the entrance of her body, and she knew why he was waiting.
“I want you,” she whispered. “Just you. Nothing between us.”
He smiled and pushed into her with a strength she should have expected, given his spanking technique. Chad’s lovemaking was completely different from Sean’s, harder, hungrier. While she and Sean had years to try to sate their desire for each other, Chad had been waiting…and watching. He drove her to the brink with his sheer brute strength. The speed of his thrusts took her breath away. Chad was managing to find hot b
uttons she didn’t know she possessed, pushing her toward her orgasm with hard strokes and sexy, dirty words murmured in her ear.
When she came again it was just as hard, just as potent as the first, and Chad came with her, collapsing over her body, caging her beneath his smooth, firm flesh.
“Holy shit,” she muttered after several moments.
She opened her eyes to find Sean sitting on the coffee table looking at them, looking as star-struck as she felt. “You have no idea how hot it is watching you two fuck.”
She smiled. “You’ll have to describe it for me later. I was too busy coming to concentrate on anything else.”
Chad rose slowly and she moaned as he pulled free of her body. “Sore?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.
“Everywhere,” she said. “And I love it.”
Sean laughed and glanced at the clock on the DVR. “It’s only ten a.m.”
She narrowed her eyes. “So?”
“So Sunday is still young.”
Chapter Eight
Sean lay on the couch with Lauren tucked in front of him. Chad sprawled out on the floor with his back resting again the couch, his hand lazily drifting along Lauren’s naked thigh.
After their adventure in the living room, they’d polished off the biggest breakfast in history, devouring a pound of bacon, a dozen scrambled eggs and a mess of hash browns. They’d decided to eat naked, laughing and caressing throughout the entire meal until they were all so aroused, they’d cleared off the kitchen table and indulged in round two.
Lauren stretched, giving a contented sigh.
“Still okay?” Sean asked.
Chad was amazed by her resilience, her intense sexuality. They had pushed her hard, withholding her orgasms for ages, before finally taking turns inside her sweet body again.
“Mmm hmm.” She hummed her assent. “Little tired. Lot sweaty.”
Chad grinned. “A shower sounds good.”
“A shower sounds great,” Sean concurred.
Lauren shook her head. “Jacuzzi tub. We’ve been so busy with classes, unpacking and working, we’ve never used it.”
