There was a teasing, tawdry note in his voice and I noticed his accent had come out as he became aroused, it was so intoxicating. I grabbed his face, needing more. Luckily, he did as I indicated, his tongue swooping between my lips as his fingers greedily found my nipples. He plucked at them gently, and then tightly, a shiver of almost pain making something twist in my stomach.
“So good.” I murmured against his lips, sliding my left hand down his silky smooth chest. I wanted to go lower, but wasn’t sure I dared.
David made the choice for me as Grant shoved his hands under my ass and tilted me to his face. David slid his hand over mine and pushed my hand down, beneath the pajama pants that barely contained him.
Thick, fuck, so thick!
I grasped at the hot length of him, my fingers unable to meet. Thick and long, and oh so hard. I shivered from the tongue-lashing Grant was giving me, and from the unique sensation of touching David’s dick. Something about the way he gasped as I stroked him with my fist made something go tight between my thighs and an ache start low in my stomach. So close, so close to something I had only ever experienced from my own fingers.
Could it be?
My fingers clawed into the comforter on the bed and I let my head fall back, a keening cry of pleasure and shock breaking free from me as every muscle in my body tried to turn inside out.
“Oh, Toni’s coming! Beautiful.” His words came out as a snarl, but a snarl of satisfaction as my hand tightened on his length. “You’ll have to watch her later, Grant. I think she has more in her, you know.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant, I could barely breathe now and the stroking of his tongue on my clit was almost unbearable. I twisted my hips, but Grant only pulled me tighter to his face and gave his own grunt.
“No, sweets. He’s going to make you come on his tongue again. It’ll go better for you if you just… let him.” David’s fingers stroked my lips and I opened my eyes to stare at him.
“More,” I demanded, not sure what it was I was demanding.
“What do you want, Toni?” He asked me with a laugh in his voice.
“You.”
“Oh, you’re going to have me, baby, don’t worry. But right now, Grant’s in the way.”
I was trying to not writhe away from Grant’s circling tongue, but he wouldn’t let me move. It was so frustrating, yet it also felt fucking unbelievable.
I pushed my hand into his hair, tearing at it, but he still wouldn’t move. Instead, I clutched at him and pushed his face into my wetness, pressing him deeper.
David moved again, pulling me up by my elbows as he did so.
I pushed his pants away and instinct took over. I gripped his cock, hungry for it, I pushed my lips over it, the experience new for me. My one and only time having sex had been quick and forgettable.
“Turn over,” David said again, but he knew this wasn’t going to work. I needed to be on my knees.
A thrill coursed through me, making me give him a look I knew had to be wicked. I flipped over when Grant moved.
I thought that would be the end of it for me, but it was far from over.
I pushed my mouth down, over the thick head and down the shaft, but gagged halfway down.
“You’ll get used to it, just don’t force yourself,” he whispered from where he was sprawled before me. I crawled over him as he rested on his arms, looking down at me.
This whole time I’d barely spoken to Grant, but he seemed happy. His fingers found their way over me, skimmed over my damp folds before two of his fingers plunged into me. I moaned as he inhaled sharply.
“Fuck!” he groaned as he worked his fingers deeper. I felt my walls opening to him, adjusting to having him inside of me.
“Tight, is she?” David sighed, his eyes hooded from my attempts to suck him all the way to the root.
“Unbelievably.”
“I knew she would be.” The certainty in his voice sent another pulse through me and I moaned in response, the vibration from the sound making David groan again.
“She’s good at this, you know. Must be instinct.”
Normally, having two men discuss me like I wasn’t there would have made me mad but with these two it was hot. Just plain fucking hot.
I wondered which would one take me first. Which wanted to be the one to fuck me for the first time the most?
I got my answer when I heard Grant tearing open a foil packet.
“Always be safe, Toni. Always. Even with two cops as dirty as us.” He chuckled and I knew the dirty part was about sex more than anything else.
I never questioned either of them, I realized. I had simply trusted them. Perhaps I was too naïve, but I stopped caring when Grant’s fingers were replaced by the plunge of his cock inside of me. Just as thick as David, and just as long, I felt him fill me all at once.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” David soothed me, pulling out of my mouth as I gasped around him.
I’ve never felt so full. Fuck! It was so odd, so good, but so odd. I’ve only ever felt one other person there, and that had been so long ago. This was good. Having Grant inside of me felt right.
I calmed quickly enough, and David fed me his cock once more. I took it hungrily, my hips starting to move as Grant squeezed them from behind. My body adjusted to him quickly and I could feel just how slick I was as I moved with him. His hips thrust into mine, his cock penetrating me, invading me, and I absolutely loved it.
I found a rhythm that allowed me to move on David’s cock, sucking him, licking him, slurping at him as I lost myself in being fucked by a real man.
“Fucking hell, Toni, fuck…” I could feel something happening between all of us, something was definitely coming.
David’s cock was getting harder, his breathing more rapid, as Grant fucked into me deeper, his tight grip holding me still as he plunged at just the right angle to make the world shatter once again.
I screamed around the thick girth of David’s cock, my body one giant spasm as I came hard and fast.
I felt David try to pull away as his cock pulsed, but I held him still, wanting all of it. I swallowed every drop that spilled onto my tongue as Grant gave a deep moan behind me that set me off once more.
Just that sound, the deep, guttural sound had me spiraling again.
It wasn’t just pleasure though. This was more. Emotions burned through me, directed at both of them, as we all came together, our bodies working in a synchronized perfection. Grant pulled away from me as David collapsed, all of us tangled in a heap.
I didn’t know what happened, I didn’t know what had changed, but something had. When it was all done, when we were in a pile on the bed, I looked at them and saw my own feelings reflected back at me.
I was greeted with stunned disbelief from both faces. David’s fingers absently stroked at my arms, but he was watching me, as confused as I was. This wasn’t just a booty call. This was nothing like that at all.
10
Grant
“I wish she’d stayed,” I said to David the next morning as we stopped at a local fast food place, getting our usual breakfast of country ham biscuits, spicy fries, and scalding hot coffee.
We both needed the protein, especially after last night.
“She has to maintain, man. I’m sure Eric’s old enough to realize his sister might need a man, but explaining two of us would be difficult for even the most seasoned woman out there.” David smiled as he took the bags from the woman in the window and drove away. “Besides, I don’t think we could have fucked her again after that last time.”
I grinned at the memory of Toni riding David’s cock that last time around two a.m. She’d been eager to fuck, and we’d been just as eager to fuck her. The woman that had walked into our house hours before was totally different from the Toni we’d come to know. That woman knew exactly what she wanted and wasn’t afraid of getting it. I loved it.
I opened my biscuit and took a bite of it, but it didn’t taste of anything. It didn’t taste as sweet as T
oni’s lips, it wasn’t as succulent as that honey pot between her thighs, and it wasn’t as tasty as her nipples. I put the biscuit away and turned to the coffee instead.
It was hot, but it was just as flavorless. I made my way through it, quiet as the memories of Toni played over again in my brain.
“We’re fucked, aren’t we?” I spared a glance for David as he pulled into the parking spot assigned to us at the station.
“I think we might be, Grant. She’s perfect. If she’s up for it, I think we might have found the one we thought didn’t exist.” He gave me a rather solemn look as he turned the car off.
“I think so too. She’s beautiful, she’s smart, she’s funny, she’s just perfect. As long as she doesn’t run out of town now in some kind of self-loathing fit. Or ghost us. Man, that would suck!”
“I highly doubt Toni is going to ghost us. She’s just as hooked as we are.” He grabbed the bag with his food and his coffee, the lid still sealed. “Let’s get through this shit today and figure out where we go from there, eh?”
I had to agree. Today was the real beginning of taking down that prick ruining our town. I pushed my sunglasses to the top of my head as we walked into the building. We had a few things to get done here, and then we were starting the next phase of our operation. I’d brought down the packages hidden in the house, and they were now safely out of sight in the trunk of the car.
An hour later we were following Avery Winslow on the highway leading to the other end of the town, the other man’s black Lincoln an expression of how important he thought he was.
“You know, maybe once we take this dickhead down, we can get that farm we’ve been looking at all these years.” I fiddled with my phone, bringing up the webpage advertising the one I mentioned.
More than enough land for farming, maybe some cattle too. We didn’t just engage in mind-blowing sex with the ladies, after all. We had plans, ideas for our futures that didn’t involve putting ourselves in danger. We’d both skirted around the idea of having a wife and family because we didn’t think we’d ever find a woman who’d let us share her.
Toni had my head spinning with ideas though. I’d felt something last night.
“You felt it too, right? Last night was different.” I glanced out of the window, watching trees disappear behind us.
“Yeah, she’s different. I think, well, I don’t know what I think right now, but she is different.” David’s face went soft, his jaw relaxing.
“Do you think she’d like the house?” The farm had been up for sale for a long time, it was just on the outskirts of New Hope, but the owners had a man maintaining it.
The owners were the sons of the former occupant. They’d moved up north to New York and become lawyers, making their parents proud, but they had no interest in farming. The owners had passed away over time and the sons had been trying to get rid of it ever since. We’d been saving up for it, hoping every payday that the house hadn’t been sold. So far, we’d been lucky.
“I think she’ll love it. Now, we need to focus on the task at hand, Grant.” He paused as he steered to the turn Avery’s car had taken. “We have to keep our minds on this, on ending all of this, so we don’t end up in a town like Portsmouth.”
That’s all he needed to say for cold reality to settle in again. I’d been lost in a dream world all morning, but those words were like cold water being poured over me.
“Understood.” I settled back into my seat, put my phone away, and watched the car now three cars ahead of us.
We remained silent as David drove, following the car at a distance. I pulled out a tablet and found the app for tracking the car ahead of us. We’d managed to get Avery’s cellphone number and email address, and David had worked out the rest. We could track him through it without having to go through the normal channels. We were trying to keep this as low-key as possible. We didn’t want to tip Avery off that we were anything other than what he thought we were, dirty cops.
We’d been working with him for the last couple of months, taking a chance on him being the greedy fuck he was. He thought we were on his payroll, that we’d let him do anything he wanted, but we’d been gathering evidence the whole time. We only needed the hard evidence that it was him orchestrating all of this because so far, everything had been done through his hired hands. We’d never actually met the man of the hour.
That’s what we had planned for the next few hours: get the dirt on the man we knew to be a felon, and get out of this mess.
I thought about those last few moments before Toni left this morning, how I’d laid out our plan for her, though it was a short description. She didn’t need to know all the details, I just wanted her to know we might be tangled up in work for the next few days. I didn’t want her thinking we were ghosting her or that we were really bad cops if any of this exploded in our faces.
“Right, he’s stopped at the old flour mill. Pull up here somewhere and we’ll walk over,” I said, putting the memory away as the green dot on the screen turned red and started to blink.
David did as instructed and before long, we found ourselves in the building directly across from the old factory. Avery seemed to have a penchant for operating out of defunct factories. Maybe he owned them, I would have to look in to that later. Abandoned buildings went cheap, after all.
New Hope wasn’t as large as a city, but it was a fairly expansive town. There was a main street with all of the usual two- and three-story brick buildings normally found in older Virginian towns, and other areas where business had sprung up together. The mill had started out as an old-fashioned mill on the side of a small river and expanded to a large bakery, a car dealership when those came along, and several other buildings. They were all unoccupied now that we had half a dozen large chain stores near or in town.
David and I parked in the bakery directly opposite the mill, looking for a way to get into the mill without being seen.
“I think I know a way,” David whispered to me as we stared out at the building from the edge of an empty window. He was pointing at an alley running behind the building. If we could cross over to it, we might be able to get in.
“Let’s move,” I whispered.
Toni
I stared at my computer screen, watching the cursor blink on the blank page. I was supposed to be writing a fascinating review of the high school’s lunch menu, with a few shots of happy students in the cafeteria and smiling workers, but all I could see was David’s face as he came inside of me. All I could hear was that deep groan of Grant’s, that sound he made just before he found his release.
My body was tense, tight, and achy. There was this throb between my legs that was driving me crazy. I wondered how long I could keep the door shut on my office before someone would knock. Was there a lock? I’d never looked. What about cameras, were there any of those? I needed to relieve this ache, it was making me desperate!
One night hadn’t been enough, though I thought it would be. That had been a stupid notion, one that became obvious as I showered this morning. Just scrubbing at my skin with a washcloth had been too much. I hadn’t been able to get the smell of them out of my nose, even with my scented soap, and the washcloth had been cast aside so that I could use my fingers to touch the places that ached the most.
Now, sitting in my office, I had to behave myself. It was one of the hardest things I’d ever done.
I picked up my phone and sent Bee a text, telling her I’d meet her for lunch if I wasn’t on an assignment. She responded quickly, she was tied to the desk today and wouldn’t be able to leave. I sighed and sent a one-word reply. Okay.
I knew I couldn’t tell her anything about what had happened but I could have talked to her about other things! We were growing closer and I liked the woman that looked so meek but had the heart of a tiger. Maybe I could tell her? I bet she’d melt into a puddle if I ever did!
The thought made me laugh, but it soon died away. I couldn’t stop thinking about either of them! The scent of them, the tast
e of them, the way they’d felt! I replayed so many instances of each part of them that I was on fire again and squirmed in my chair.
I glanced at the file I was supposed to be choosing pictures from. Smiling children, happy women serving food, it wasn’t what I wanted to think about. I wanted to spend the day going over every exact moment of my time with David and Grant.
“Hey, you busy right now?” Barbara’s voice interrupted my train of thought and I smiled as I looked up at her. “You’re a million miles away, aren’t you?”
“Sorry, yes, I was. No, I’m not busy. What’s up?”
“We’re shutting down at lunchtime today. Everybody can work remotely. We have a building inspection that we can’t put off and it’s easier if we get everybody out of the way. You okay with working from home today?” She looked at me knowingly, her grin infectious. “Somehow, I doubt that’s a problem, right?”
“Not a problem at all. I do love this job.” I picked up my phone and other stuff I’d need to work from the house. “In fact, if it’s alright, I’ll go now.”
“Sure, but do me a favor, tell him to treat you right. Or I’ll break his neck. You’re one of the special ones, Toni. Remember that. I don’t like everybody, you know.” Her eyes were serious, and I knew she meant what she said.
“Thanks, Barbara. That means a lot to me.” I took her hand as I walked through the door. I couldn’t tell her it was a them rather than a him, but I appreciated her support.
“Good. Now, get on home, girl. I’ll call you if anything happens. You’ll be off this filler work before you know it. I have a feeling.” Her wise smile was kind as she squeezed my hand before letting go. “Go on, now. Shoo!”
She walked away, a wave of her arm her parting shot. That woman really was something else. We’d barely exchanged more than work chatter, but her words just now let me know she had respect for me. Maybe it was the fact I didn’t complain, got my work in on time, and did it well. Maybe she’d done some investigating and found out more about my past. All I knew was that I had an ally in her.
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