A Valentine for Two

by Lia Davis

  I excused myself to my childhood bedroom upstairs, but not before taking a quick shower. I dropped all of my clothing on the bathroom floor and climbed in the large, spa tub, bringing the shower nozzle into the tub with me. The water came out of the nozzle in a gentle stream, a rush of warmth that would feel amazing on my most intimate of parts. I propped my feet up on both sides of the tub and laid back, letting my head rest back against the wall. Closing my eyes, I remembered the first time I was with Dominic, how his mouth felt against my body.

  I put the nozzle between my legs, massaging the water gently over my clit. The intense sensation caused me to jump at first – just as his tongue caused me to jump all those years ago. Because I'd never had a man touch me there, not at that time. It had been a shock, a complete surprise as it sent spasms throughout my entire body.

  Of course, his tongue was gentler and more responsive than the shower nozzle – but it would have to do for now. That first time with Dominic, he'd watched how I reacted and adjusted accordingly, flicking his tongue ever so gently against my clit, playing with my opening before plunging his tongue deep inside of me.

  My back arched and I remembered how good it felt when he'd done that. Nothing besides toys had ever penetrated me before, so to feel his warm, moving tongue fucking me – I'd nearly lost all control.

  But for now, all I had was the gushing of the water from the jets. It felt good, but nothing compared to the way Dominic made me feel.

  Pressing the nozzle against me, I moved it in a circular motion as my body bucked upward. This wing was fairly private, but still – I kept myself as quiet as possible, just in case my mom came in to check on me or something. I moaned and groaned as I thought about Dominic, and how his cock filled me up, touching the most inner, most intimate parts of me.

  The rush of water against my pussy caused me to climax really quickly. To make sure I didn't make a sound, I bit down on my free hand, trying to keep the groans of pleasure deep in my throat as I shook wildly in the bathtub.

  Slowly, my body returned to normal and I collapsed against the tub, my eyes heavy.

  Now, I was tired and ready for bed.

  Orgasming not once, but twice in one day, was a pleasant way to start my first week of work. And hopefully there'd be many more from where that came from, now that Dominic and I had our little arrangement set up and agreed to.

  Because while it feels good to take care of myself, nothing beats the sensation of having him buried deep inside of me.

  I was exhausted, and as I finished bathing and climbed into bed, I found myself looking forward to work the next day.

  Chapter Nine

  EVE

  When I walked into work the next day, coffee in hand, I was already in a pleasant mood. I'd snuck out after my dad had already left for the day and mom was working out, because there's no way they'd approve of me wearing a teeny little mini skirt to work.

  But I knew Dominic would approve, and that's all that mattered to me.

  As I walked into the house, however, I wasn't prepared for what I was walking into.

  Dominic was sitting in the living room, but he wasn't alone. It was like I was seeing double.

  “Oh hi, Eve,” Dominic said, standing up to greet me with a smile. “I didn't hear you come in. You've met my brother, Malcolm, haven't you?”

  Malcolm Weston. Dominic's brother. The two men could be twins from the way their dark hair highlighted their vivid blue eyes. Malcolm was slightly younger, but you couldn't really tell unless you were looking closely. The only major difference between them was that Malcolm's hair was slightly longer and a little more casual than Dominic's.

  “Yes, I have,” I said, reaching out to shake the younger Weston's hand. “But it's been ages.”

  “Eve? As in Evie Bailey?” Malcolm looked me up and down, and I could tell he liked what he saw. “That little girl who used to play with Charlotte and who picked on Xavier?”

  “That's the one,” I said with an amused grin. I cringed at the use of Evie, however. It made me sound so young and immature, and that wasn't who I was anymore. “But please, no more Evie. It's just Eve now.”

  “I just can't believe it's you,” he said. “Looking good, Eve. Your parents must be so proud of the woman you've become.”

  I cringed again at the mention of my parents. “Thank you. You don't look bad yourself, Malcolm.”

  “So Eve is now working for me.” Dominic took that moment to jump in, probably noticing his brother's slightly flirtatious nature toward me.

  Oh, I wasn't blind to them either. I knew he was staring at my cleavage and not my eyes, during most of our conversation. Not that I minded. Anyone who looked like Dominic could look at me like that, for all I cared. And Malcolm had his own unique charm.

  “Oh yeah?” Malcolm raised an eyebrow in my direction. “So I'll be seeing you around more often then?”

  “Of course.” I felt my cheeks flushing at the look in Malcolm's eyes.

  Malcolm helped run Weston Enterprises, though he wasn't as heavily involved as Dominic. Mainly because he had other things going on for him and it wasn't his overall consuming passion. He traveled the world, dated supermodels, and pretty much lived the life Dominic had been living years ago, when he was younger and wilder.

  “Malcolm works out of the main headquarters part of the time. The rest of the time, he works wherever the wind takes him – or so he claims. I think he's just vacationing and letting his assistant do all the work for him,” Dominic winked at his baby brother.

  “Hey, you only live once, brother,” Malcolm said. “Might as well enjoy life while you can, before you get old and boring. Oh, too late in your case, huh?”

  Dominic laughed and gave his little brother the finger. That Malcolm was insinuating Dominic's life was boring showed just how little he knew his older brother. If Malcolm only knew that his brother hadn't just hired me to help with the business, but to also sleep with him on occasion, he might see that there's more to his older brother than boring old work. After all, he was fucking someone almost half his age who just so happened to be his best friend's daughter.

  The same girl who Malcolm himself had just been undressing with his eyes.

  “Whatever you say, Malcolm,” Dominic laughed. “Anyway, Eve and I have some work to do, so if you don't mind letting us do that, I'd appreciate it.”

  “Sure thing,” he said, reaching for my hand. I assumed Malcolm was going to shake it, but instead, he brought it to his lips and kissed my knuckles. “Great seeing you again, Eve. Perhaps we can grab coffee sometime – ”

  “Stop hitting on my employee, Malcolm.” Dominic was laughing, however, so I knew it wasn't a serious threat. Still, I could see the faint shadow of jealousy on his face.

  Dominic was jealous of Malcolm. Which meant that somewhere, deep down, he cared enough about our little arrangement – or about me – to be jealous in the first place.

  Just for fun, I decided to play along.

  “I'd love to, Malcolm. Maybe this weekend?”

  “I'll call you,” Malcolm said with a wink before walking toward the front door. “And I'll call you too, brother. But not for the same reasons, of course.”

  “I sure as hell hope not,” Dominic grumbled.

  His jaw was clenched tight and his posture was stiff. As he opened the front door for Malcolm, I could see a shared look between them. It was subtle, but the look was one in which Dominic was asking Malcolm to lay off. As if I was his property and he'd laid claim to me already.

  Maybe it shouldn't have, but it made me bristle. I was no one's property, nor would I ever be.

  Dominic, of course, had other ideas. As soon as he closed the door, shutting his brother out, he came over to me and grabbed my face in his hands, forcing me to stare into his eyes.

  “You want to fuck him?” he growled.

  “Maybe? What business is it of yours?” I teased.

  “I can make that happen,” he said, his hand moving underneath my skirt and up
my thigh. “It wouldn't be the first time we'd shared a girl before.”

  “Woman, Dominic,” I corrected him. “I'm not a girl, anymore. I'm a woman.”

  His fingers slipped past my panties and were inside of me before I even fully realized it was happening. I let out a gasp of surprise as he plunged two fingers deep inside of me, right there, standing in his living room where anybody and everybody could see.

  “Lupita?” I muttered, closing my eyes as he worked his fingers in and out of me.

  “She's out back,” he growled, leaning closer to me as he plunged his fingers in deeper again and again. “Setting up for a pool party Xavier is having later.”

  She was there in the house and wasn't too far away. Yet if Dominic cared about getting caught by his housekeeper, he didn't let it show. If anything, it only seemed to embolden him. He held me there, fingering me and nibbling my ear lobe before moving down to my neck where he sucked at my flesh so hard, I feared he might leave a mark.

  Again, he didn't seem to care. If anything, he seemed to relish in the possibility of getting caught.

  “So do you want to fuck him?” he asked me. “Because your pussy is nice and wet. Is it for me? Or because you like the idea of fucking my brother too, you naughty little thing?”

  “Both,” I muttered, telling him the truth.

  Dominic turned me on like crazy, and the idea of sleeping with another man just like him? Well, I had to admit, that idea wasn't too shabby either. It certainly didn't turn me off. If anything, it got me a little hotter and a little wetter.

  “So you do want to fuck him then?” he said, ramming his fingers so deep, it felt as if he'd touched my cervix. My knees turned to jelly and the only reason I remained standing was because Dominic held me up. “What if we both had our way with you? At the same time?”

  “Oh God,” I gasped, biting my lip to try and suppress the scream building up inside of me.

  “I take that as a yes, you would like it,” he said.

  “Very much so.”

  Dominic removed his fingers from my pussy, letting me see just how wet I was, before placing them in his mouth, licking them clean. I gasped, my breath catching in my throat, and felt like I was going to cum so hard right then and there.

  He pushed me back and I landed on the couch. I watched wide-eyed as Dominic fell to his knees, pushed up my mini skirt and buried his head between my thighs.

  “But Lupita – ” my words died in my throat though, as he took my clit in his mouth, gently sucking. “Oh God, Dominic.”

  My hands were on his head now, holding him down. I kept an eye on the entry to the living room, praying that Lupita would stay outside. I feared being caught, but the idea of it also excited me, it ignited something deep inside of me.

  And Dominic played off that too, sucking and licking and fucking me with his tongue. All with his housekeeper somewhere around his property. Possibly just around the corner for all we knew.

  But eventually, I forgot all about Lupita as the pleasure and intensity started building up low in my body. My legs were now wrapped around Dominic's body as I savored the sensation of his mouth and tongue on my pussy. It reminded me of the first time, that fateful night when I'd lost my virginity to him. He prepped me by going down on me, making me cum so hard. I never knew sex could feel so good, not until Dominic. And no one since him had ever made me feel as good.

  But now, with his mouth on me, it felt fucking amazing all over again. My entire body was on fire as he savored my sweet pussy, eating me out as if I was the tastiest treat he'd ever had in his mouth.

  And as he continued working me with his tongue and mouth, the climax came upon me fast, super-fast. It started out with me bucking my hips upward, pushing his face into me, wanting to feel his tongue buried deep inside of me. And then unraveled from there.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” was all I could say as the pleasure rose within me, eventually causing me to spasm wildly, climaxing all over his face.

  I pushed and pulled on his hair, my body bucking wildly on the couch.

  “Oh God, oh my fucking God – Dominic, yes. I'm coming – ” As if he couldn't tell by my body language, that was.

  And if the orgasm wasn't heavenly enough already, Dominic looked up at me with those eyes as blue as ice, my juices all over his face and lips, and he smiled.

  And it was a smile of a man who knew that the fun was only just beginning.

  Chapter Ten

  Dominic took me by the hand and led me up the spiral staircase. Still somewhat nervous, I kept an eye out for Lupita the entire time, but she was nowhere to be found. Thankfully so. Perhaps we'd gotten away with the foreplay in the living room after all.

  He took me into his bedroom, closing the door behind us before he picked me up off my feet. I screeched playfully as he threw me down on the king-sized bed, falling on top of me. His cock pressed against my stomach, stiff and long, as he hurried to undo his pants.

  I was already worked up and ready to go, nice and wet from his mouth. He slipped my panties off, and hurried with his zipper.

  “We don't have much time,” he muttered into my ear, “Lupita will start her rounds soon. So we need to be quick.”

  I helped him remove his pants and his boxers and held him in my hand. The two of us guided him toward my opening, and once there, he shoved himself inside of me. I let out a gasp as he penetrated me – that was a sensation I'd never grow tired of. He stretched me open, as my pussy welcomed his cock inside of me once again.

  Once sheathed inside of me, he started fucking me. This wasn't the slow, romantic build up, no. Not this time. He was outright fucking me with everything he had in him. He held my hands above my head, keeping me pinned down, my legs spread wide, as he pounded in me, fast and furious. It was like I had no control over my body as he drove his dick into me again and again. My legs were suddenly up in the air, flying around wildly, as he pounded himself into me over and over again. He looked down at me with an expression that was completely contorted, but looked to be an expression of pure bliss as he stared down at me, sweat dripping from his forehead.

  He wasn't lying when he said we had to hurry.

  “Fuck yes,” he growled as he thrust deep into me again. “Do you wish this was Malcolm's cock inside of you right now?”

  His question took me by surprise, but as he opened his eyes and stared down at me, I knew what he wanted me to say. He wanted me to be the slutty girl, to play that part for him. And I was more than happy to do so.

  “Yes! Oh yes!” I cried out. Dominic or Malcolm, it didn't matter to me. I just didn't want the fucking to stop.

  “Do you, Eve? Do you really?”

  “Yes, Dominic, Yes!” I cried out.

  “Say it.”

  “I want to fuck your brother.” My voice came out in ragged breaths, but as I said the words, Dominic's body shuddered in pleasure. He enjoyed this little game. He was enjoying it very much. “Fuck yes. Fuck me, Malcolm. Give me that big, hard cock, Malcolm.”

  And Dominic started screwing me harder and faster, his groans louder than before. The sounds coming from his throat were animalistic and wild, nothing like anything I'd heard from him before.

  And it was amazing. Every second of it was pure bliss, and I felt another orgasm rising low in my body. I scratched and clawed at his back, ripping his shirt from his body in the process. And I could tell he was close too, so very close. And I wanted to push him over the edge from frantic fucking into pure ecstasy.

  So I continued calling out his brother's name since he seemed to like that – imagining me with his Malcolm. And I had to admit, the idea was pretty nice.

  “Fuck yes,” he called out again, burying himself all the way inside of me. I felt him shudder against me, and I knew he was cumming.

  I squeezed his cock tightly with my pussy, and watched as his eyes squeezed shut, a look of absolute heaven on his face. Together, we rode out the spasms, shaking and writhing together on his bed until every last drop of his seed was i
nside of me.

  Dominic collapsed on top of me. “Jesus Chris, Eve,” he said, his voice more of a growl. “That was fucking amazing.”

  He kissed my lips before slipping his now deflated cock out of me, rolling over to his side. And it wasn't a moment too soon either, as we heard footsteps coming down the hall, approaching Dominic's room. A door opened and then shut again quickly nearby. I stared at Dominic, freaked out, and hurried to cover myself up.

  He just laughed.

  “What?” I said, tossing him his boxers and pants. “Do you want to be caught?”

  But I was laughing along with him. Because let's face it, we both enjoyed the thrill of it all. And coming this close to being caught by Lupita only added to the fun.

  Chapter Eleven

  DOMINIC

  I'd never met a woman like Eve before, a woman so willing to indulge my fantasies. A woman who seemed to enjoy them too, all without questioning them. I could feel how wet she got when I talked about my brother. I could see how much it turned her on to imagine fucking him as well. Until that moment, I didn't really fantasize about such things, but it turned her on. And if there's one thing I loved, it's driving the women in my life crazy.

  It's true that Malcolm and I had shared a woman before. Back in college, we were in the same fraternity – just several years apart. And we both had a thing for the same girl – a beautiful, buxom redhead named Christina. It started out as a competition, to see who could win her over. But Christina wasn't having any of it, she played hard to get and flirted with us both. Like Eve, she seemed to be in control of her sexuality, unashamed by it and not willing to settle down just to get her needs met.

  One night, it was just the three of us after her best friend had gone home with another guy. Christina, Malcolm and me. And we'd been drinking, heavily. But even if we hadn't been, what went down was something that was bound to happen sooner or later.

  It started out as an innocent game of Truth or Dare – as these things tend to do. But during the course of the evening, Christina admitted to having a hard time choosing between Malcolm and myself. To which we countered, why not have us both?