by Opal Carew
His eyebrows arched. “You aren’t? What changed?”
“I had a long talk with Melanie. It turns out Dane didn’t fire her after all. Not exactly.”
His brows furrowed. “What do you mean not exactly?”
She leaned forward. “Okay, I need you to listen to what I say and just accept it. No questions asked. You trust me, right?”
“Of course, I trust you.”
“Then can you do that?”
He stared at her for a moment, then nodded. “Shoot.”
“Melanie quit.”
“Why would she—?”
“No questions, remember? And I mean don’t go asking Melanie, either. Or Dane. Got it?”
“Sure, but why?”
“That’s a question.” At his pursed lips, she continued, “But I’ll answer it. Because Melanie doesn’t want you to ask her. That’s what this is all about. She wanted to leave, but didn’t want to have to face you and the fact you’d try to talk her into staying. She went to Dane and he said he’d take the hit and tell you he fired her.”
“All this because Melanie wants to leave and she doesn’t want me to know why?”
“Just respect her privacy, okay?”
He frowned. “I thought Melanie was happy working for me. Did I do something or say something to upset her?”
“See, you’re still asking questions.” But she smiled and leaned forward. “But I will tell you she loved working for you. Just accept that it’s time for her to move on.”
He sat back and sighed. “Okay. I’ll miss her though.” He glanced toward her. “So what about you? Is it time for you to move on? Or can I talk you into staying?”
She had quit her job, but only because she thought Dane had unfairly fired Melanie. She leaned back, crossing her arms in front of her.
“I don’t know if Dane will want me back.”
A pounding on the door startled her and she turned around.
“What the hell is going on?” Rafe stood up and walked to the computer on his desk and tapped on the keyboard. An image of the hallway right outside the door appeared on his screen. “It’s Dane.”
* * *
Dane pounded on the door again, and kept on pounding. He’d rushed past the doorman, who’d been busy helping another tenant, and raced up here. He’d gone to Jessica’s place first, and Melanie had told him she’d come here. Of course, what else would he expect?
The door opened.
“What the hell are you doing?” Rafe demanded, but Dane pushed past him, his gaze scanning the room for Jessica.
Then he saw her and his heart skipped a beat. God damn, but the woman had him fully and completely under her spell.
“Jessica, I need to talk to you.”
“Uh … do you want me to leave?” Rafe asked, closing the door.
“Yes, but you’d better stay.” He shot Rafe a glance. “I need to straighten some things out with you, too, and you’re not going to like what I have to say.” Dane’s gut clenched, knowing this would drive a huge wedge between him and Rafe, but maybe with time Rafe would forgive him.
“What is it, Dane?” Jessica asked, looking at him with her big, green eyes full of concern.
“It’s about you.” He frowned. “Damn it, I am not going to accept your resignation. I don’t want to lose you.” His hands clenched into fists. “This thing with Melanie, I…” He glanced at Rafe and his mouth compressed.
“It’s okay,” Jessica said. “I talked to her. She explained that she really wanted to quit.” As his gaze shot uncomfortably to Rafe, she added, “And I explained to Rafe that he has to respect her privacy and not ask her about it.”
Rafe nodded and Dane returned his gaze to her. “Jessica, I know you love Rafe and I know he loves you. And I know I should just walk away and let the two of you be happy together, but…” He strode toward her and clasped her shoulders, his touch sending tremors through her. “I can’t. Because I’m in love with you, too.”
At his impassioned words, her eyes widened.
“If you tell me your choice is Rafe, I’ll understand, but I have to tell you how I feel.”
He pulled her into his arms and captured her lips, driving his tongue inside and stroking with overwhelming possessiveness. She clung to his shoulders and melted against him.
When he finally released her mouth, she gazed up at him and smiled. “Oh, Dane.” She stroked his cheek, her green eyes glowing. “I love you, too.”
At first he was confused, then joy surged through him. His lips turned up in a crooked smile. “Really? But, what about Rafe?”
“So you finally remembered me?” Rafe said in a deadpan tone, his arms folded over his chest.
Dane drew away from her reluctantly. Fuck, now he had to explain to his brother why he’d stolen away his woman. Again.
“Rafe, I’m sorry. You’re my brother and you’re important to me, but I had to give Jessica all the facts.”
“That’s my brother, all facts and logic.”
Jessica frowned. “Rafe, why are you arguing about this? We’ve already agreed things are over between us.”
At those words, Dane’s heart thundered in his chest. “You did?”
Rafe chuckled. “Because we’re brothers, Jess. That’s what brothers do.” He walked forward and held out his hand to Dane. “Since I assume you’re going to be my sister-in-law, you should get used to that.”
Dane shook his hand. “You were just screwing with me?”
Rafe shrugged. “As I said, that’s what brothers do.”
Filled with elation, Dane grabbed Jessica again and tugged her into his arms. Her lips, so soft under his, sent his blood boiling. God, he wanted her, and he couldn’t help thinking that another round with the three of them could do them all a world of good. And it would allow him to order his annoying younger brother around.
But first …
He took Jessica by the hand and led her to the couch, then tugged off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt. She watched enthralled as his shirt parted.
“You two want me to leave?” Rafe asked.
Dane chuckled. “You really want to run off, don’t you?”
Jessica’s eyes widened as she saw the decorative heart drawn on his chest, and the words written in script proclaiming his love for Jessica inside it. She reached out and stroked her fingertips over the heart.
“You got a tattoo?”
“It’s temporary. Melanie drew it on. But if you want me to, I’ll have it made permanent to show you how much I love you.”
She laughed. “Dane, you don’t have to be Rafe for me to love you.” She stroked his cheek. “I love you exactly the way you are.”
He knelt in front of her and pulled out the small box he’d put in the pocket by his heart, then held it out and opened it. She stared at the large diamond ring in the black velvet cushioned box and her eyes widened. When she gazed at him, he could see tears welling in her eyes and he braced himself for the rejection he felt sure was coming.
“Oh, Dane.” Her voice broke and she wiped a tear from her eye. “It’s beautiful.”
“You have to actually ask her,” Rafe said in a stage whisper.
Damn, he was being an idiot. The woman just befuddled him so much.
“Jessica, will you marry me?” Dane asked.
Her face beamed with her bright smile and she nodded, wiping away another tear, then she threw her arms around his neck and held him tight. She found his lips and her passionate kiss sent his heart soaring.
He drew his mouth away and tugged the ring from the box, then took her hand and slid the ring on. A feeling of possessiveness and satisfaction that she was finally his swelled within him. He pulled her into another kiss, their lips meshing, then their mouths consuming each other with passion.
Rafe stood up and started toward the door. “I really do think I should leave you two alone.”
“Brother, sit,” Dane commanded. “You are going to help us celebrate.”
“Exactly what
did you have in mind?” Rafe asked.
Dane gazed into Jessica’s eyes and raised his eyebrow questioningly. She grinned and nodded.
“Well, first I think Jessica should apologize for running away. Don’t you agree, Jessica?”
She stood up and bowed her head. “Yes, Mr. Ranier. I am very sorry I ran away. Please forgive me.”
“Good. Now strip off your blouse and skirt.”
“Yes, sir.”
She unfastened her buttons, slowly revealing the black, lacy bra beneath. His heart pounded as she revealed more flesh. Then she slipped the blouse from her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. Next, she shed her skirt. The sight of her black lace panties framed by her garter belt and dark stockings sent his pulse racing.
“Come here, Jessica,” he commanded. “Then bend over my knee.”
His cock throbbed as she walked toward him. She lowered in front of him, resting her hands on his thighs, then bent over his knee. He couldn’t drag his gaze from her delightful, naked ass.
He smacked her behind, leaving a red mark.
“Thank you, sir,” she said.
Dane’s cock swelled.
“Rafe, don’t you want to feel her soft, round ass? It’s warm and flushed. Just begging for your touch.”
Rafe grinned. “No, brother, I’ll leave the punishment to you.”
Dane drew back his hand and slapped her again.
“Oh, thank you, sir. Another, please.”
At the next smack, the blush of her skin grew dark rose. His fingers glided over the silky skin, soothing.
“Another, sir?”
“No.” He drew his hand from her round ass. “Kneel in front of me.”
She obeyed, sinking to the floor in front of him.
“Now pull out my cock and suck it.”
She glided her hands up his thighs, sending tremors through him, then she opened his button and drew down the zipper. His cock swelled at the feel of her touch through the fabric, then her fingers slid inside and curled around his hot, hard flesh. She drew him out and stared at his swollen shaft with such heat that he grew even harder.
“Your cock is so enormous, sir.”
“Suck it,” he commanded.
Her delicate tongue swirled over his tip, then her lips surrounded the bulbous head and he shuddered with need. She slid down a little, then back up, then glided even deeper. Her fingers found his balls and she gently cupped them.
Fuck, he wasn’t going to last more than a few seconds at this rate.
“Now, I think Rafe deserves an apology, too, since the job you ran away from was at his company, too.” He glanced toward Rafe, whose gaze was locked on Jessica’s mouth gliding on Dane’s cock. “Rafe, get over here and pull out your cock.”
Rafe strode over and sat down beside Dane, then pulled out his cock.
“Suck us both,” Dane commanded.
Her lips released Dane, and she turned her head toward Rafe. The cool air surrounding his cock calmed Dane’s ardor enough to give him some breathing space. But watching her grasp Rafe’s cock and take it in her mouth ramped it up again.
“Take him all the way,” Dane commanded. “I want his cock down your throat.”
She surged forward and back, deeper each time, until Rafe’s whole cock disappeared inside her mouth.
Dane ached with need. He wanted so badly to drive into her.
“Keep him in your mouth and stand up.”
She got to her feet and straightened her legs, so she was bent over, her naked ass exposed. He stroked her round ass, then glided his finger under the thong and along her folds. They were slick with moisture. He pushed inside her opening to find hot, wet velvet.
He needed to be inside her.
He stood up and stepped behind her, then hooked his fingers under the top of the thong and pulled it down. He pressed his cockhead to her opening and, answering the urgent demands of his body, pushed forward, driving his cock deep into her velvet depths.
“Make him come,” Dane demanded as he stayed buried inside her, knowing if he moved, he would erupt.
She bobbed up and down on Rafe’s erection, until Rafe stiffened and Dane knew he would blow at any time. Dane drew back and thrust forward. Jessica murmured and Rafe groaned, his whole body shuddering. Dane thrust again. Rafe’s cock slid from her mouth and Jessica began to groan, her head cushioned against Rafe’s stomach.
Pleasure swelled within him and after two more thrusts, he erupted inside her. She wailed in orgasm and he continued thrusting, trying to prolong it as much as possible. He drove in and out, until her wails slowed to moans, then finally she slumped against Rafe.
He drew in a deep breath, then withdrew from the warmth of her body.
She turned to him and stroked her nipples through the lace of her bra.
“Please, sir. I want more.”
He sucked in a deep breath. “More fucking, or more punishment?”
She smiled. “Either.”
Her eagerness sent blood to his groin all over again.
“Get your ass in the bedroom,” he demanded, then gestured to Rafe to follow them.
She raced to the bedroom. Once in the room, he told Rafe to sit on the bed.
“Jessica, I want you to make him hard again, then take his cock up your ass.”
“Yes, Mr. Ranier.” She stripped off her bra and stroked her nipples, then stepped in front of Rafe and wrapped her hand around his semi-erect cock. She eased herself down, his thighs between her legs, and rubbed his cockhead against her folds. She pinched one nipple while she teased his cock with her slick flesh.
After a moment, his cock disappeared inside her and she moved up and down a few times, slowly. Dane could hardly wait to feel her warm opening surround him again.
She stood up and turned around, then eased back down, slowly taking Rafe’s now fully erect cock into her ass.
“Fuck, that looks so sexy. How does it feel?”
“It’s big and hard inside my ass, sir. Stretching me.”
“Move back on the bed, Rafe.”
Rafe slid his arm around her waist and moved farther onto the bed, taking Jessica with him, until only his feet were dangling over the edge. Dane prowled over their bodies, and pressed his aching cockhead to her wet opening.
“I’m going to drive into you now. Then both our cocks will be inside you again.”
“Oh, yes, sir. Please.”
At her trembling words, the fire inside him blazed even hotter.
He drove forward, loving the feel of her slick passage around him. Knowing Rafe’s cock was also inside her sent adrenaline rushing through him. He drew back and thrust again. She moaned. He began thrusting deep and fast. Rafe groaned as her body rocked with Dane’s thrusts.
“Oh, yes. That feels so good,” she cried.
“I’m going to make you come with both of us inside you.”
“Yes. Please, make me come.”
He thrust deeper and harder.
“I’m…” She moaned, and sucked in air.
He drove in again.
“Coming.” She threw her head back and wailed.
Rafe groaned beneath her and Dane felt the swell of oncoming release. Then he exploded inside her with a loud groan, filling her with his hot semen.
“Oh, yes,” she whimpered, her hands clinging to his shoulders.
Her orgasm waned and she drew in a deep breath. She was so beautiful in her state of bliss. He couldn’t resist. His lips found hers and their mouths joined. His tongue swirled inside her as he continued to pump into her steadily, keeping her orgasm simmering. He sped up as she exploded into another orgasm. Her mouth slipped away as she gasped for air, and he rode her to another climax, her face aglow with pleasure.
When she relaxed, he pulled her to his body and rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She rested her head on his chest and sighed. Rafe kissed her on the cheek and slipped from the bed. She drew open Dane’s shirt and stroked his chest.
The door closed and D
ane realized Rafe had finally succeeded in slipping away.
Now he was alone with the woman he loved, her naked body tight against his. He wanted to devour her. To possess her totally and completely.
He pulled off his shirt, then shed his pants. She smiled and pulled off his boxers, then lay back on the bed and opened her arms to him. He prowled over her. Even though she’d just emptied him of all he had, somehow his cock revived as he slid it over her slick folds.
She smiled as her fingertips outlined the heart shape of the tattoo Melanie had drawn on him.
“Tell me again that you love me.” Her eyes glowed as she gazed at him.
“Of course I love you.” Then he drove his aching cock into her.
Tears welled in her eyes as he thrust steadily.
“I love you, too.” Then she moaned, her passage clenching around him. She clung to him and he watched her eyes as they glowed brighter while a beautiful, intense orgasm blossomed within her. Her breath caught, then she wailed her release.
As she bucked and trembled beneath him, to his total surprise, an orgasm rocked through him at the same time.
He collapsed on her, then rolled over, pulling her tight to his body. Joy swelled through him as he realized Jessica was his. Forever.
Even though both he and Rafe had been torn over their relationship with Jessica only days ago, now not only had the rift between him and Rafe been closed, he had won the woman of his dreams. Life would never be the same again.
He held her tight to his body, breathing in the heavenly scent of her, knowing he would never let her go.
Epilogue
Storm reached for Jessica, longing for her soft body next to his. He opened his eyes and, as the daze of sleep dissipated, realized that Jessica wasn’t here.
Jessica was Dane’s now.
He rolled over and groaned as the bright sunlight shone in his face. He glanced at the clock. His alarm wouldn’t go off for another twenty minutes, but he was awake now, so he might as well get up.
He pushed the covers aside and stood up, then stretched.
After his shower, he returned to the bedroom and dressed. He gazed in the mirror as he adjusted his silk tie. The man who stared back at him in the impeccable charcoal suit, white shirt, and magenta tie was not Storm, the free-wheeling rock musician who hopped on his motorcycle and traveled wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted, on a moment’s notice.
