“Not like this.” Don winked at Cam and nodded to Owen.
Cam’s eyebrow arched as he caught on. Sliding behind Owen, Cam lubed Owen’s tight ass before he slid on protection. Don nudged Jar to Zoe’s other side and settled Jar on his knees facing the sexy woman. Reclining, Don pulled Jar back to impale himself on the hard cock. Watching that sweet ass spread, Don let the connection fuel his love and lust.
“Zoe, I think Jar has a hard on for you. Want to ride him?” Don asked as he put a condom on Jar’s cock.
“You can’t handle us both,” she argued.
“The hell he can’t. Trust us.” Cam guided her to straddle Jar’s hips.
Her moans and sighs plucked at Don’s resistance. Her beautiful hands braced on Jar’s shoulders. Don wanted all of his family together. His group. His lovers. A strong connection took work and cooperation.
The hard part was over. Don knew Owen and Cam would complete the chain. Zoe gasped, and Don grinned. She craned her neck to look back. Owen’s hands cupped her breasts as he filled her ass.
“Oh God, you men are insatiable.” Zoe’s smile grew as she clung to Jar.
“True, we can’t get enough of you. It’ll never be enough,” Don said. “Not here or in Lucky Springs. Not now or in ten years.”
She moaned but didn’t agree or disagree.
“Room for one more?” Cam joked as he took Owen’s ass. Don heard the groan from Owen and saw the pleasure on his face. The thrusts began and quickly synchronized.
“God!” Zoe’s nails dug into Jar’s back. Her body went from empty to stretched. It was nothing new to her, but she looked over Jar’s shoulder and saw Don deep inside the other man.
When she looked Don in the eye, he felt her love and fear. If she didn’t love them, she wouldn’t be afraid of what they had and of losing it.
“You can handle it Zoe, we’re all here for you and each other.” Don wanted to go on. They’d share the good and the bad. The pressure wouldn’t fall on her. But Jar’s body tightened on Don’s cock, and Don’s control slipped.
She rocked between the men. “Damn right, I can handle it. I love it. Four hot men all for me. Four big cocks.”
Don saw the power and thrill in her eyes. She belonged with them, but suppressing her fears wouldn’t erase her doubts. For now, he’d keep it all about sex. “Want us all to take turns and screw your brains out, or do you like this better?” he asked.
“I can have both.” She groaned and bounced faster on the cocks. Hands teased and pinched in all directions as hips worked toward the inevitable.
Don knew he’d lose control first, but that didn’t matter. Jar’s gorgeous body worked to please Zoe and rocked back for cock. Lifting harder, Don allowed himself to believe they’d be like this forever. All together and open. Nothing would scare or break up their loving group. There was nothing the five of them couldn’t handle.
So close, Don closed his eyes. The second Jar tightened on his cock, Don came in a flood of triumph and relief. He fucked Jar’s ass hard until his strength was gone. Then Don fell back and scooted up to watch.
Jar thrust into Zoe faster, and her hips responded in kind. Owen had her ass cheeks spread wide and filled her balls deep. Zoe was meant for this life. Like it or not, normal or not, she loved it. Don knew in the end, it’d work out. Rough patches would happen, but they’d never give up.
His eyes studied Cam’s body grinding to Owen’s ass. Cam was close. Don couldn’t resist crawling over and licking up his lover’s body. Don kissed Cam hard, and their tongues tangled. Cam’s moans as he came in Owens’ ass were muffled in Don’s mouth. Don held Cam and enjoyed the feel of his man shaking and kissing him in return, all while fucking another man.
There was no jealously, no concern, just pleasure and sharing. Spent, Cam fell back on the bed. Don kissed Owen and gave his worked-over ass a squeeze.
“Damn!” Owen pressed to Zoe.
Don watched Owen’s body go limp. The sweet release left Owen slumped on their woman’s back. Reaching between Jar and Zoe, Don rubbed her clit as he kissed her neck. Zoe’s mouth was fused to Jar’s as her hips rode him as if his were the last hard cock on earth. Or in this case, the room. He worked her clit faster and harder until she cried out. Zoe and Jar both screamed nonsense as they achieve climax. Don soaked in the love and release. He’d never been more convinced that they could make this work.
When Zoe turned to him and bit his lower lip, he pulled back. She kissed him demandingly.
“Get what you want?” she asked.
“I think we all did. If you want more, I’m ready to please.” He pulled her off the cocks and sprawled her on her back. Without a reply from their sexy woman, Don licked her cunt. Her juices fueled his desire.
“No. I was just teasing,” she moaned.
Cam chuckled. “I don’t think you’re going to get any sleep, Zoe.”
Her groans plus her lifting hips only encouraged Don. How much pleasure did she need? How much could she take? They’d find out.
* * * *
As they drove home, Owen felt a touch of tension from Zoe. Her toe tapping and fidgeting was hard to ignore. The day before, she’d seemed so at ease and happy with the progress.
“I’m glad to be going home,” Don said.
“The trip was successful, but yes, it’ll be nice to be home,” Jar agreed.
“You don’t think I blew the doors off of Lucky Springs’ kinky little secret?” she asked.
Cam turned from the passenger seat. “What secret? Not everyone lives in a ménage relationship. The real secret is those sex parties—not that I’ve gone to one. They’re not a town-wide event, either. You didn’t bring that up, did you?”
“No, I didn’t bring that up. Have you been invited to a sex party?” She leaned forward.
Owen raised an eyebrow at Jar. He shrugged. Zoe might be tired or hung over from the bottle of champagne they’d enjoyed last night.
“No. Why? You want to go to one?” Don kept his eyes on the road.
“I don’t know. It’d be nice to have an option for sexual fun.” Zoe tapped her foot faster.
“Are you okay?” Jar asked.
Owen wondered the same thing but kept quiet for now. Did she want other men? Was she embarrassed by the group thing and wanting a sex life that could be wild but kept secret?
“Fine. Just eager to go home, sleep in my own bed and see my friends. Texting just isn’t the same.” Zoe shrugged it off.
“True. It’ll be nice to be home, go into the office and get back to the routine,” Cam said.
Owen knew Jar would keep quiet. He was worried about being the one to screw it up. Jar felt as if he’d messed up his cohesive family by being bisexual and simply not able to accept a wife and the intense religious beliefs of his family.
Cam and Don wouldn’t push the issue now either. Something in Owen needed to poke the giant gorilla in the car. He’d rather have the group break up before things got intensely serious than to let everyone get fully engulfed in the love then be dumped by their lady.
“You don’t have to go back with the girls if you don’t want to. I think we’re all agreed. We’d love for you move in with us.” Owen slid an arm behind Zoe and tapped Jar’s shoulder.
“Definitely. There’s plenty of room. We’ll miss you.” Jar let his hand rest on her knee.
She sat up a little straighter and took a deep breath. Letting it out, she rested her head back on Owen’s arm. “I need to do laundry and get organized. I can spend the night some other time.”
“I was suggesting a more permanent move in. Live with us,” Owen urged.
Cam leaned into the back. “We’d love to have you around everyday and night.”
“Totally. Move in!” Don nodded.
“I can’t talk about this. My head is throbbing. Can we stop and get something to eat. Then I’ll take something for this headache?” she asked.
“Sure. Next exit looks good for options.” Don changed over to the right l
ane.
Owen suspected the headache was more stress than true illness. Leaning over, he kissed her temple. “There’s no rush to make any decisions. We’re patient guys. Just wanted you to know, we don’t want to be without you.”
She forced a smile. “Can we just not talk about it until we’re home, settled and back to normal? I don’t want vacation or business trip stress or euphoria messing with us.”
“Sure, feel free to nap on us.” Jar patted his shoulder.
Owen saw her inner turmoil and almost wished he’d kept his mouth shut. Almost. Zoe was adept at pushing the men’s buttons. If she was having second thoughts about getting serious with them, she needed to come clean. Everyone was attached to her, and she’d sure as hell appeared to be falling in love with them. They hadn’t said the actual words for fear of running her off, but Owen knew he loved her.
Chapter Seven
Zoe sat in the lunchroom with Lizzie and Crystal. They’d arrived early with two dozen bagels and strong coffee. Instead of caffeine, Zoe sipped herbal tea. She was jittery enough!
“So you called a meeting in a conference room to discuss your relationship with the guys?” Crystal added cream cheese to a cinnamon bagel.
“It’s the place where we first, you know.” Zoe had spent the last two days since the trip to New Orleans with the girls trying to sort out of her feelings. It was crunch time. She had to break it off or go in fully. Seeing the guys at work had been a little tense, but she’d made it clear she needed to think it over. With four hot men surrounding her, her train of thought was frequently sidetracked.
“That’s romantic. You need to talk to them.” Lizzie tore her onion bagel into pieces.
Crystal nodded. “I’m tired of taking messages from them calling the house. What happened?”
“Nothing. I don’t know. It got serious and real. Too fast.” Zoe couldn’t even look at food. She’d run away from great guys because it had gotten scary and her heart was on the line.
“But you love them,” Lizzie said.
“It’s the birthday panic. Just hold the status quo until you’re used to being thirty,” Crystal advised.
Zoe had avoided answering the girls or her men on what she would do or how she felt. Lizzie was such a romantic. Zoe’s heart wanted one thing while her head wanted another. “I need to talk to them first. It’s not only up to me. They might hate me for walking away after New Orleans.”
“It’s only been a couple of days. Needing a break isn’t dumping them.” Lizzie shook her head. “Go. Tell them what’s in your heart. You’re over thinking things.”
“I doubt I’ve thought it through enough. At the beginning, it was just fun and sex. They deserve better.” Zoe could take a broken heart, but hurting them would haunt her. If the relationship needed to end, she had to do it today.
“They deserve you. They want you. Do you honestly want to leave Lucky Springs? Because you won’t be able to face them if it doesn’t work,” Crystal said.
Zoe’s gut clenched in agreement, but she shrugged. “I can be a professional.”
Lizzie and Crystal shared a look.
“Well, I’ve still got headhunters looking for jobs for me. For all of us. Do you want to be at this small company forever? Even if it expands, it won’t be like working in a big city where you have options.”
“I like it here. Shreveport was even sort of big for me. This is perfect. I like my job. Ash is here.” Lizzie shrugged.
Zoe glanced at Crystal. “Every place needs accountants. When the market picks up, you can get more money and better titles, but not if it’s a one-company town.”
“She could do people’s taxes. There are lots of little businesses here. She could be the town CPA,” Lizzie countered.
Crystal smiled. “I’m actually putting in for a promotion to Manager of Accounts Payable. We’ll see how it goes.”
“I hope you get it. That’s my point, Crystal. You’ve always had ambition. Lucky Springs is a bit limited. A promotion looks good on your resume, but do you want to get tied down with romantic entanglements?” Zoe asked.
“I don’t usually have that problem. We’ll see how the job market goes. Don’t make your choices by committee vote, Zoe. We’re all different.” Crystal sipped her coffee as if the matter were closed.
“What are you going to do?” Lizzie asked.
“Something will turn up, and I’ll be able to start fresh. Just like when I was a kid.” Zoe shrugged and realized her family patterns found her even when she thought she’d ditched them. “I’ve got to go.” She dumped her cup of tea in the trash and hurried to the conference room before it was too late.
“Good luck!” Crystal called.
* * * *
When Zoe walked into the conference room, the men were already seated. They didn’t jump up to hug her or even say anything right away. The tension in the room made her want to run.
She sat down to feel less attention on her, but it changed nothing. “So how have you guys been?”
Jar looked down. Owen and Cam shared a glance.
Don shook his head. “Like you care. Say what you want to, and let’s get on with it.”
They were mad at her. Her stomach churned, and the room almost spun. “I’m sorry I didn’t return your calls. I needed time to think it all through. I think it’s only fair. We got into this thing so fast.”
“We said it could be physical fun and nothing more. Just be honest,” Owen said coldly.
Zoe was glad they remembered that!
“Thank you, I appreciate that being brought up. First, let’s get through the business. The powers that be were thrilled with the results of the tradeshow and they want us to go back again next year and do a couple more as they turn up. They’ve set up a time for the consulting group to come in and see our operation so they can better share it with their clients.”
“We did well. Our supervisor talked to us. We know. Let’s get to what’s important.” Cam leaned back in his chair.
“Okay, I know we talked about it being just casual fun when it started, but it never quite felt that way. I was as swept away as anyone, but everything happened so fast. After the trip to New Orleans, I needed some time away with my thoughts.” Zoe looked at Jar who’d been quiet so far.
“That’s fair, but we all deserve to have some input,” Jar said.
“You’re right.” Zoe nodded. “Anything you guys want to say?”
“I want to hear what you have to say first.” Owen folded his arms.
She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I know we all have very different backgrounds. No parents are perfect. I thought I was over my mom’s weirdness with my career and education that I was different, but I’ve been battling my instincts to move on. To run when things got too serious.”
“You’re going to run from us?” Don chuckled.
“No, I’m not. My head wanted to move on. To go to a big city where I could go from job to job or apartment to apartment. Bounce around when things got too comfortable. That’s how I was raised. As soon as I got in a routine, my mom changed it all. The group was too stable.” They had no clue how much they meant to her or how scary it was in her world.
“We’re too stable?” Jar asked.
“For me. Even when things weren’t perfect, it was amazing. I don’t want to leave. I want a family and an address that doesn’t change for years. I want to know every nook and cranny of Lucky Springs and this stinky old factory. That’s what my heart wants, but my head is afraid I’ll screw it up, that I’ll ruin it and have nowhere to move on to because the town is so small.”
“It’d hurt less to move on now,” Owen filled in.
She nodded. “It would, but I don’t want move. I’m trying to change my routine. Does it make sense? You were bounced around as a kid.”
Owen nodded. “It does. But I settled down in stages with Jar. Moving to Lucky Springs sort of fell into place. I wouldn’t change a thing, but I understand the fear that it’ll all vanish one
day.”
“I don’t want to lose this. I don’t know why I got so emotionally off-balance in New Orleans or the last few days, but I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to let you down either. You can’t let me follow my mother’s bad example. There’s no way I’ll be a single mom or a nomad dragging my kids around.”
“Mom?” Don asked.
Cam held up a hand. “Kids?”
Jar smiled. “Are you telling us something? Because we used protection all the time.”
“No, no. I mean, I don’t know anything you don’t, but I do want kids eventually. That’s the thing. We have a lot to sort out before I do something monumental like move in. I don’t want it to be a joke where I move back in with the girls in a few months. In a town like this, I’ll be a laughingstock. If I can’t be anonymous, I want to be respected.” Zoe wanted to do it right if she did something like this.
“So you want kids?” Owen smiled.
“I never did until you guys.” She rubbed her head. “I won’t move any kid around or leave them with babysitters all the time.”
“Sounds old-fashioned. Are you going to bake pies and be a soccer mom?” Don teased.
“If we all agree it’s what we want, I’m sure we’ll figure out a schedule. We can work out the details somehow when it happens.” Zoe got the odd urge to take a pregnancy test just in case. They had been careful, but her nausea and light, dizzy feeling hadn’t disappeared even though the men were still talking to her. She really wanted one of those plain bagels she’d turned down this morning.
“So should we all vote or something?” Cam asked.
“Maybe we should? To make sure we’re all on the same page. It’s not just moving in. Are we all willing to make this a commitment? Really give it a try?” She mentally crossed her fingers and waited.
Jar smiled. “Stable commitment is what I’ve been craving. I want a family. The truth is I didn’t realize how much I loved you and the group dynamic until you went away. I know it’s fast, and a couple days apart may seem meaningless, but it’s not the same without you. I’m in.”
Owen bit his lip, and Jar reached over to take his hand under the table. Jar had been worried he’d ruin things with his need for love and acceptance. Still, he knew Owen had been worried it’d all fall apart.
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