A Valentine for Two

by Lia Davis

  We took turns fucking her, indulging her every whim and fantasy as best we could. And this went on for several months before Christina graduated and moved to New York City, ending things with both of us, ready for new adventures. But she was thankful for the experience, as were Malcolm and me. Because never before had I met a woman so open and honest, so willing to enjoy herself without guilt or shame.

  And now there was Eve and she reminded me so much of Christina, so open and willing to indulge in our fantasies. Which was part of her charm, I had to admit.

  While many years had passed us by, I wasn't opposed to sharing once more. As long as Malcolm was okay with it, that was. And Eve, of course. But I had a feeling she'd not only be okay with it, but she'd be very happy with the idea. Even if it only ended up being one night, it would be one night where we could take turns pleasing her in every way possible. And having her please the both of us.

  And Eve deserved that – to be pleased. Hell, every woman on this Earth deserved it, but I wasn't interested in other women. I currently only had a hard-on for Eve.

  So I called my brother, determined to make it happen.

  “Hey, what's up?” Malcolm said as soon as he picked up.

  Now, the question was, how do you go about asking your brother if he'd be up for a threesome? In my case, you don't. You let things happen naturally. Knowing my brother was well as I did, I knew we'd eventually get to that place. But I wasn't going to push the issue.

  “Not much,” I said. “I was just wondering if you'd like to have dinner with Eve and I? At my place?”

  “Will there be booze?” Malcolm asked me, obviously still very much into the partying lifestyle. Some things about my little brother would never change.

  “Sure, if you want there to be, there can be drinks.”

  Some wine, some cocktails, just something to loosen everyone up, but personally speaking, I didn't want anyone getting wasted. If this were a one-time thing, I wanted to make it count. I wanted it to be something we all remembered. Relished. Savored. And of course, I wanted to make sure no one had a case of whiskey dick. Because we had to face it, neither Malcolm nor I were as young as we once were.

  I also didn't want Eve to do anything she'd regret, so I only wanted to give everybody just a little bit to drink. Not too much and nothing too strong. It was imperative to me that we all had our wits about us.

  “Sure, I think I can swing by for a bit,” Malcolm said. “Want me to bring anything?”

  “Just yourself.”

  Malcolm was quiet for a second before asking me, “So is this a work dinner or what?”

  “Not really,” I said.

  “Then why the three of us?”

  Was my brother already suspecting what I had in mind? I felt a smile tugging at my lips, but I didn't dare say anything. Instead, I just said, “I thought it might be fun, that's all. But you don't have to – ”

  “Nah, I'll be there. Just tell me when.”

  I set up a time after also making sure Eve would be free that evening. Xavier was going to a concert in L.A and Lupita would be off for the evening. It would just be the three of us.

  And if nothing happened but dinner, that was fine too. But I knew my brother and I saw how excited the prospect of being with us both made Eve – so I was pretty sure that whatever happened, it wouldn't be boring. Not in the slightest.

  Chapter Twelve

  EVE

  Dinner with Dominic. At his house. Just the two of us. Seeing him outside of work hours made things seem a little more real, which honestly, scared me a bit. I mean – I wasn't looking to seriously date anyone, not even him. Yet this entire ordeal felt like a date to me.

  I contemplated canceling, telling him that something came up. I was beginning to have second thoughts and doubts. Maybe this entire thing was a bad idea. I mean, sleeping with my boss was bad enough, but the fact that he was my dad's best friend too? That took things to a whole different level.

  And now this, a romantic dinner at his house for just the two of us? He suggested I wear a dress or something nice, which really worried me.

  Was Dominic getting serious about me? Because that wouldn't be good. No, that wouldn't be good at all. I liked our little arrangement, I liked the freedom it gave me. And I really didn't want to lose the job either. My life felt almost too perfect – or was at least exponentially better than it had been before – and then this.

  I couldn't tell him no, however. Especially on such short notice. That would be rude and I was anything but rude or inconsiderate. So I dressed in a pretty, vintage style dress. One that hugged my curves, showed off just a little cleavage and had adorable polka dots all over it. The perfect mix of sexy and cute. Once I had on my bright red lipstick and makeup, I had to admit, I looked pretty damn good.

  A little too good, maybe.

  “Have a date tonight, sweetie?” my dad asked me, looking up as I walked downstairs.

  “No, just meeting a friend for dinner,” I said.

  “A friend?” my mom raised an eyebrow. “And what's this friend's name?”

  I stammered, trying to come up with a good name, something that didn't sound suspicious. And when I failed to do so, my mom smiled and winked at me.

  “Have fun on your date.”

  “It's not a date,” I grumbled, but my parents weren't having it.

  Not that it mattered. As long as they didn't know who I was meeting up with, it was fine. Still, if they assumed I was dating someone, the questions would soon follow. Questions I wasn't going to want to answer. I knew that I'd need to throw them off that track, and quickly. I didn't want to have to deal with them asking to meet the guy I was dating. Especially since we weren't officially dating, and yeah, bringing Dominic home would be hella awkward even if we were.

  Not gonna happen. Nope. No way, no how. Not now. Not ever.

  Yet there I was, dressed up and heading over to Dominic's for a private dinner.

  Kind of felt like we were dating, even to me.

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  “You look stunning,” Dominic said as soon as he opened the door.

  His voice was low, as if he was hoping no one would hear him. But he'd told me Xavier would be out, so I wasn't sure who else would be listening in.

  I stood on my tip-toes to kiss him, gently on the lips. Which he didn't resist, but he kept things friendly and far less passionate than I expected.

  That's when I heard another voice pipe up. “Am I interrupting something?”

  Malcolm. My eyes grew wide and my heart started to race within my chest, knowing he'd witnessed me kissing Dominic on the lips. My cheeks flushed red as I tried to think of any logical reason I might be kissing my boss – other than the obvious, of course.

  “Not at all,” Dominic said, smiling down at me with a twinkle in his eye.

  Malcolm was leaning against the entry to the foyer, cocktail glass in hand. He took a sip and watched me carefully over the rim, a sparkle in his eye as well. My voice was low and soft as I tried to avoid making eye contact with Dominic's brother.

  “Sorry, Malcolm,” I said. “I wasn't expecting anyone else to be here, that's all.”

  “You mean he didn't tell you I was coming over too?” Malcolm asked, shooting a look over at Dominic.

  I looked at Dominic too, but he shrugged. “Didn't think I had to,” he said.

  But there was a look between the brothers, a look that begged the question. “What am I missing, you guys?”

  “I'm trying to figure that out myself,” Malcolm said, standing up tall now. “You weren't – no way, Dominic.”

  I was no closer to figuring out what was happening, but Malcolm seemed to have an idea. And he seemed both shocked and pleased with the idea, grinning from ear to ear as he looked me up and down. And the more he looked, the more he seemed to warm to whatever idea the brothers had running through their minds.

  “Don't you think she's a bit young for us?”

  “She's the same age Christina was,” Dominic s
aid, taking my hand in his.

  “Yeah, but we're not.”

  “What the hell is going on?” I asked, feeling a little peeved. “And who's Christina?”

  “Someone from our past,” Dominic said, holding my hand in his. “Don't worry about that.”

  The brothers were both quiet for a while, and I was still lost. But I started to have the first inkling about what was going on there. Or at least, I thought I did.

  “Are you going to tell her, or shall I?” Malcolm asked, looking amused. “Because she apparently has no idea how devious you are, Dominic. Hell, I didn't even know you still had it in you. But I have to say, I'm pleasantly surprised. Pleasantly surprised, indeed.”

  “No, I'll explain,” he said, turning to me and holding my chin in his hand, stroking it gently. “Remember the little game we played in bed the other day?”

  “Game?” I tried to look at Malcolm, hoping he didn't get what we were talking about, but Dominic kept me looking at him.

  “Yes, your little fantasy. About fucking my brother.”

  Now I got it, at least somewhat. “Oh God.”

  My hand flew up to cover my mouth, but Dominic's mouth beat me to it, kissing me long and hard and full of passion before I could protect myself any further.

  As Dominic kissed me, I felt hands groping at my ass. Dominic let me turn around, just a bit, to see Malcolm behind me. Dominic grabbed my chin and turned my face back to him as Malcolm kissed the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

  “You still want to fuck him, don't you?” Dominic asked. “Or were you just saying that?”

  Was I? Had I said those things to appease Dominic? It was hard to say, as the feeling of Malcolm's mouth on my neck was overwhelming and oh so nice. But was this what I wanted? What I truly and genuinely wanted?

  I mumbled something, an incoherent response.

  “You didn't answer his question, Eve,” Malcolm said, whispering in my ear. He grabbed hold of my ass, pulling me into him so I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. “Do you want to fuck me?”

  “Yes,” I muttered, feeling myself growing wetter and more turned on.

  “Say it louder, Eve. I can't hear you,” Malcolm growled.

  “Yes, I want to.”

  “You want to what?” Dominic demanded.

  While Malcolm was fondling me from behind, Dominic was massaging my nipples between his fingers, driving me nearly mad with desire.

  “I want to fuck him,” I whimpered.

  Being surrounded by not one, but two sexy men was almost too much for me to handle. There was some small piece of me that thought I could orgasm just by both of them having their hands on me at the same time. I had no idea what it was going to be like, having their cocks in me at the same time as well. I was like putty in their hands, was completely at their whim, but loving every single moment of it.

  Dominic turned me around and made me face his brother, who kissed me. He groped at my breasts, fondling them gently as we embraced. Dominic's hand was up my dress and inside my panties, fingering me as I made out with his brother. I moaned softly, feeling myself growing even hotter and wetter

  My knees practically gave out on me, but both men held me up and continued playing with me. After a while, I couldn't tell who's hands were doing what, everything blended together in a delightful sensation I never wanted to end. I'd never had a threesome before, so my mind was spinning with it all – yet relishing the sensation of these two beautiful men fondling, groping, and also sucking and fucking me.

  “We have the entire house to ourselves,” Dominic said. “Where should we go?”

  “I have an idea,” Malcolm said. He whipped off his tie, wrapping it around my face and covering my eyes. “Let's surprise her.”

  With my eyes covered, the two men led me through the house, Dominic holding one of my hands, Malcolm holding the other. I had no idea where we were headed, as Dominic's mansion was huge, with lots of hallways and corridors. His estate was so large, it wouldn't be too difficult to get lost in his place, and it felt like maybe they were purposefully trying to confuse me. But once I heard doors opening and felt the cool, night air, I knew exactly where we were going.

  The backyard.

  I heard the water in the fountain splashing as it cascaded down into the nearby pool. It smelled like honeysuckle and other flowers, as Lupita kept a garden out here. A garden filled with amazing aromas.

  One of the men, I wasn't sure which, started undressing me. Soon after, four hands ended up slipping the dress over my head, careful not to remove my blindfold. My legs were weak from anticipation and excitement. Every touch turned me on even more than the last, even the slightest flicker of their fingertips against my flesh set my body on fire.

  One of the brothers unhooked my bra while the other slipped my panties down and off of me. As a cool breeze bustled past me, I was standing there, blindfolded and completely naked. I was at their mercy. At their whim. I was their little toy and they were free to use me in whatever way they saw fit.

  And I had to admit, I was loving every second of it.

  With a pair of hands firmly on my ass, one of the men dropped down to the ground and pressed their face against my most intimate parts. Licking and sucking, I moaned as their tongue flicked across my clit and ran along my swollen lips. As that was going on, the other unseen man held my hands behind my back, not allowing me to touch the person pleasuring me. Because I could tell, by touching their hair, who was eating me out. And this way, leaving me in the literal and figurative dark, I would never know.

  Not that it mattered. Whoever it was, they were magical with their tongue and drove me wild. As they licked me, fucked me with their tongue, I felt limp within their hands once more. But they held me up, kept me standing, as one of them brought me to orgasm with their mouth.

  My body rocked back and forth as I shuddered. Whoever had my hands, helped keep me upright as I called out, “Oh God, Oh God,” because I had no idea who's name to call out at that point.

  “Bend her over,” a voice said, too soft to make out who was saying it. “I want her to suck my cock.”

  The person holding me up bent me down, helping me to my knees on the grass. A swollen member pressed against my lips, and I welcomed it into my mouth. My hands were still held behind my back, so I could only pleasure him with my mouth. But he moved, back and forth, fucking my mouth. I used my tongue to lick up and down the shaft, wishing I had use of my hands to jerk them off at the same time.

  As the one brother was fucking my mouth, I felt another cock pressing against my ass, and whoever was behind me let my hands go, so I could steady myself before he took me from behind.

  Now, down on my hands and knees, with one cock in my mouth, the other brother shoved himself deep inside of my pussy, drawing a little tiny scream of pleasure out of me as his oh-so-glorious cock fiilled me up and stretched me out.

  A grunt from the man behind me didn't help me in identifying who was fucking me and who I was sucking off. But honestly, it didn't matter. I didn't care. My body felt like it was on fire and I was wetter than I think I had ever been before in my life.

  The three of us moved together as one, with the man behind me pushing my head down on his brother's cock, causing me to take him deeper and deeper into my throat, pulling back on my hair to give me a chance to breathe before shoving me back down on that stiff fucking prick once again.

  I could hardly make a sound of my own as I took it from both ends, my mouth filled up as completely as my tight little pussy. But the brother's groans of pleasure blended together, making it hard to tell who was who.

  “Oh Eve,” one of them, I believe Dominic, called out. But I couldn't tell where it was coming from. “Fuck yes.”

  “What a dirty little girl she is,” the other brother groaned.

  “Do you want us to both cum inside of you?”

  I could only nod, my mouth filled.

  “Do you want to watch as we do it?”

 
I nodded again.

  The tie dropped, allowing me to see, but the darkness made it difficult to get a clear image. I looked upward, my eyes the only thing capable of moving, and I saw Dominic staring down at me. He smiled as he thrust his dick into my mouth. So, it was his cock in my mouth, which meant Malcolm was the one fucking me from behind.

  For some reason, the knowledge that I was fucking Malcolm while I was sucking Dominic off sent me over the edge. My pussy tightened up, sending a spasm throughout my entire body as I writhed between the two brothers. My body felt like it seized up and bolts of electricity ran along my nerve endings as I shuddered and came incredibly hard, all over Malcolm's thick cock.

  “Oh yes, oh God, Eve,” Malcolm called out. “Yes, baby. Keep that pussy squeezing my cock. That feels fucking amazing, baby.”

  Not that I had any control over it, but I kept it up as best as I could. My body spasmed in pleasure and orgasm, and I could see that Dominic was so close to spewing his seed into my mouth. Malcolm was speeding up, pounding his dick deep into me with a wild desperation. I could hear that both of their breaths were coming out ragged and labored as they neared that precipice. Just feeling their bodies buck wildly against mine brought me close again – and I so badly wanted to cum alongside both of them.

  With my hands free, I worked harder at Dominic's cock, sucking, licking, and jerking him to the rhythm of his brother fucking me, and I tightened my pussy around Malcolm's cock. And within a second, they both let out grunts and groans of pleasure, as Malcolm grabbed a hold of my ass, burying himself deep inside of me. And Dominic had shoved himself so far into my throat, I was fighting the urge to gag, but I held my breath.

  Dominic pulled his cock from my mouth right before he spewed his seed, and I felt his warmth splatter my face and lips as he came, calling out my name as he did so. His warm cum spilled down my cheeks and chin and I swear I thought I got even wetter, feeling my juices running down the inside of my thighs.

  And Malcolm wasn't far behind him.

  Malcolm held himself inside of me as he came, grubbing my body tightly, and I too, climaxed alongside him.