SiNN

by Tina Donahue

  “It’s over?” she whined.

  With his lips to her ear, Jake whispered, “It’s just begun.”

  Chapter Eight

  He’d probably lose his badge over this. Could be he’d even do some time. Who knew what a pissed-off judge might do to a U.S. Marshal brought up on charges of dereliction of duty, behaving like a damn animal in heat, screwing his brains out with the woman he was supposed to protect.

  No wait, correct that. Fucking like crazy, along with his partner, with the woman they were both supposed to be guarding.

  A freaking threesome, for Christ sake. Yep, this just wasn’t smart.

  And Toby didn’t care. The sight of Lea holding out her arms, inviting him to join her, had made all of this seem sane somehow. For once, he was going to behave exactly like Jake, living in the present with no real thought to the future. Toby wanted—no, he demanded Lea beneath him, on top of him, used and fucked raw by him.

  With his arm around her shoulders, Jake walked her to the cushions Toby had pulled from the patio furniture and placed on a shaded area near the lawn. Water sluiced down her body, the beads sparkling as wildly as the diamond in her navel. Some of the moisture dripped from her chin and the hard tips of her nipples and from her cunt.

  Toby tried to pull in a bit of air and couldn’t manage it.

  He’d never been with a woman who was so incredibly naked. Her bare pussy revealed everything…the length of her slit, her dark pink lips fleshy with arousal, damp with desire.

  It took all of his will to remain where he was, not to pull her from Jake.

  “Put the cushions over there,” Jake said, pointing at the side of the house.

  Toby didn’t move. “Why?”

  “You’ll see.”

  Lea rubbed her cheek against Jake’s pec. Her hand slid down his belly to his dark bush.

  However, her gaze wasn’t on Jake, it was on Toby’s cock.

  Encouraged and excited, he grabbed the cushions, hauling them to where Jake wanted.

  “No,” Jake said to Lea, his hand on her wrist, stopping her from sinking to the makeshift bed. “Wait.”

  “For what?” she asked.

  “Just do it.” Jake swatted her ass.

  At his chastisement and commanding tone, her cheeks flushed with color. She grew even more compliant.

  Toby was ready to fight. Did Jake truly believe he was going to run this goddamn show as he had their partnership from the moment they met? That he was going to take Lea first when he’d already had her the whole fucking night?

  No damn way.

  Fists clenched, Toby stepped closer.

  Jake sank to the middle cushion. “Give me a sec.”

  For him to sate himself? Yeah, right. “I don’t think so.”

  “You don’t want me to get Lea ready for you?”

  That depended on what he meant by ready.

  “I’m only going to make certain she’s spread wide and held tight,” Jake explained. “So you can do exactly what you want, for as long as you want.”

  So much heat rushed through Toby’s body, his forehead prickled with sweat. He noticed how Lea’s cheeks flamed. He liked seeing her blush. He didn’t fight the savage urge raging through him as Jake held her captive so she’d be fully available.

  Unable to retreat.

  Given the hunger flaring in her eyes, Toby didn’t think she’d be trying to escape anytime soon.

  With his back against the stucco wall, Jake spread his legs, casually displaying his erect cock. Hand lifted, he said, “Lea.”

  Dutifully, she sank to her knees between Jake’s thighs. He directed her to sit against him.

  The moment she had, he pulled her damp hair away, exposing her shoulders and breasts, then ordered, “Scoot down a bit.”

  Lea did as he wanted.

  Again, Toby stepped closer, the pulse in his throat beating hard.

  Smiling, Jake positioned his feet on the inside of her calves, using his legs to spread hers, pulling her thighs back so that she wasn’t only opened but trapped, unable to stop whatever came next.

  Jake cuffed her wrists, pulling Lea’s arms up, making certain of her complete subjugation. She was as exposed as a woman could be to a man. Exhibited for Toby’s use.

  He needed no further invitation. Rounding the cushions, he sank to his knees between her legs.

  Her cunt was the same color as her deepening blush, a dark rose, the lips and her opening unprotected from his rigid shaft. Toby’s balls hurt so bad, he might have winced if he’d been able to produce the sound. As it was, his throat was too tight, his muscles rigid and his ears buzzing.

  “Go on,” Jake encouraged. “I have her. Lea’s not going anywhere.”

  She whimpered. A gentle, female noise that mingled with all the other sounds—branches stirred by the mild breeze, birds’ squawks and chirps, the faint gurgle of the creek behind the house, the furious pounding of Toby’s heart.

  He smelled her lust and saw her desire in the way she surrendered, her acceptance of whatever he intended to do. Toby decided to make her wait, at least for a bit more. To make her perform for him as she’d done for no other man, not even as SiNN.

  “Touch yourself,” he ordered.

  Jake released one of her wrists so she could. Lea’s arm sank limply to her side.

  “Now,” Toby said, using the same authority he did on his job. “Make yourself wet for my cock.”

  She stared, her expression already glazed with desire, her lids slipping down as she ran her fingertips over her mound and cunt.

  “No,” Toby said, “look at me as you do.”

  Lea’s slender throat bobbed with her swallow. She inhaled deeply, then did what he wanted, her blush deeper, her capitulation more complete.

  But nowhere near where Toby needed it. “Stroke your clit.”

  She ran her fingers up the full length of her cleft, touching her nub, shuddering when she did so.

  More, Toby thought.

  As though she recognized his need, Lea concentrated on the small, hard rise of flesh, stroking, teasing, tempting it. With her legs spread and her sex displayed so shamelessly, Toby saw her body’s reaction. Her cunt grew even rosier, slick with her arousal, its sheen of moisture capturing the light, beckoning to him.

  He compelled himself to remain where he was and drag this out, despite his cock’s demand for relief. The damn thing was so fucking engorged with blood, so incredibly stiff, he feared two strokes inside of Lea would do him in.

  No damn way. He was going to give her the fuck of a lifetime. He was going to make her wait.

  Jake had already decided to torment her a bit more. With her breast held firm in his free hand, he dragged his thumb over her nipple.

  Lea gritted her teeth, but she didn’t close her eyes. With her attention on Toby, she continued to masturbate herself, precisely as he had instructed.

  The tips of her ears were crimson. She couldn’t seem to pull in enough air. Her toes curled, then splayed.

  Jake drew his legs back, which opened hers a bit more.

  Lea moaned. Whether at her vulnerable position or how she was arousing herself, Toby had no idea. Perhaps it was a combination of the two. When she was only a breath away from orgasm, her chest jerking with her uneven breaths, he said, “Slower.”

  Her eyes widened, then narrowed. Her first expression of defiance.

  It was an incredible turn-on, driving more blood to Toby’s groin, making his cock desperate for the shelter of her sheath. “You go too fast,” he warned, “and we’ll punish you for it later. Right, Jake?”

  “We’re going to do that anyway. Lea already knows it. She wants a strong hand.” Touching his cheek to hers, Jake ordered, “Say it.”

  She spoke on a ragged sigh, “I want you to punish me.”

  Like a triple X-rated film, memories of her as SiNN played through Toby’s mind. Only this time he saw her bent over his knee, her ass reddened from his paddling, her moans contrite and docile, saying she belon
ged to him now. And to Jake. She’d do whatever they desired.

  Toby’s compulsion to have her grew to the point of pain. Even so, he said, “You’ll come when I tell you to, understood?”

  She sucked her lower lip, obviously dismayed. However, her fingers did stall on her clit.

  Behind them, water made faint tapping sounds against the walls of the pool. Overhead, there was the low rumble of a plane either bringing vacationers to Sedona, the location of this estate, or taking them back to wherever they belonged.

  For the first time in recent memory, Toby wanted to be here, nowhere else. He ran his fingers up the inside of Lea’s thigh, his movement deliberate and taunting.

  She suffered through it, arousing herself when he ordered her to do so, holding off each time she came too close to the edge. Intent on driving her back to the precipice, Toby flicked his fingers over her anus, then probed her tight circle, knowing the deliberately lewd act would deliver a shock of sensation.

  Lea’s moan accompanied her shiver. She rubbed her clit fast and hard, unable to delay satisfaction any longer. Within Jake’s palm, her breast wiggled prettily, the nipple as tight from the man’s thumb as it had been from Toby’s mouth.

  Jumbled sounds poured from her, a cry here, a whimper there, followed by a decadent groan. Choking out the last of her relief, she went limp, her hand resting to the side, palm up, fingertips damp from her moisture. With a drowsy expression, she regarded her legs, held opened so indecently by Jake. And then she studied Toby’s stiffened cock.

  The temptation was finally too great for him to resist. Positioning himself, he brought his shaft to her slit, working the head up and down its full length.

  Her sluggishness turned to quick interest. She groaned again, a sound of frustration and anticipation that he was still making her wait.

  What else could Toby do? It was his only means of making this last. An unreal situation that was as imaginary as her performance at The Second Circle. When the act here was finished, she’d go one way, he and Jake would head in another.

  Last night, that reality had stopped Toby from getting involved. This morning, nothing could keep him from her. She’d opened her arms in welcome to him. Not just for a fuck so she wouldn’t be alone, but because he’d touched her heart in some way. As Jake had.

  Toby had seen that in her eyes when she’d been in the pool. She wore the same expression now, telling him he was more than her means to avoid loneliness and an uncertain future. She wanted him and Jake to be her final destination.

  A dream that would never happen, despite any of their desires.

  The savage truth should have given Toby some pause, but did not. He was too far gone.

  Easing his crown inside her cunt, he went breathless at how hot and tight she was, more than he’d imagined or hoped. Not wanting to harm her with his size, thankfully as large as Jake’s, he gauged her response.

  Lea blinked slowly as though she couldn’t manage to do it any faster. Behind her heavy lids, her eyes were glassy.

  “Don’t stop,” she breathed to him. “Hold me tighter,” she pleaded with Jake.

  He kissed her neck and wound his arm around her waist. His thighs and calves tightened as he kept her legs parted, opened, ready.

  Toby thrust into her and nearly died at the exquisite sensation of her cunt holding him so snugly, so lovingly.

  Lea’s moan turned into a gratified gasp.

  Eager to fuel it, Toby didn’t stop, just as she’d asked, tunneling into her narrow channel drenched with arousal. He worked her body hard, demanding that she take all of him inside. Only when his curls touched her naked skin and her opening strained around the root of his cock did he pause.

  Already he wanted to come, his body behaving traitorously, greedy for relief.

  No. Fuck no.

  Jake had performed like a goddamn machine last night, holding off until Toby thought the man would burst. To give Lea anything less now would be criminal. For that, he should go to prison. He’d damn well deserve it.

  Summoning all of his will, Toby withdrew from her slowly, then eased back into Lea, filling her at the same exasperating pace.

  Her fingers curled into fists.

  She couldn’t see to her clit that way, now could she? Eager to give Lea everything she deserved, Toby settled his hand on her naked mound and drew his thumb over her nub as he continued to pump.

  “Oh damn,” she cried.

  Her voice had the same lusty quality Toby had heard last night as she’d fucked with Jake. It pleased him that she found him equally arousing, but he craved more.

  Lea gave it, mouthing his name.

  Toby, Toby, Toby.

  Her lips caressed each syllable and galvanized him as no plea or command could. With all the skill he possessed, Toby used her sheath and her clit, focused on nothing but her pleasure.

  Lea’s approaching orgasm tightened her cunt around him, the increased friction causing his body to tense and his best intentions to drift from her satisfaction to his. Twice he had to remind himself to stroke her nub. Several times, he groaned at the annoyance of having to draw this out.

  But he fully intended to, needing her to come first.

  She sucked in air, releasing it on a strangled cry. She pounded her fist into the cushion and tried to close her legs as her climax crashed in on her.

  Jake held her open and defenseless, his action urging Toby not to stop.

  As if he would? He pumped for minutes more, demanding this performance, wanting to show off for her and Jake. Needing to prove to himself that he was as good as the man. Maybe not as assured, but he could damn well deliver pleasure.

  Lea came again, uncontrollably and loud.

  Thank God. It freed Toby to concentrate on what he needed. It didn’t take long. Five strokes and he succumbed, his cum spurting into her sheath, his thoughts muzzy, his body so spent it was an effort to remain upright.

  Using what little strength remained, Toby wrapped his hands around Lea’s upper arms, pulling her from Jake. Immediately, the man released his hold and drew his legs back, freeing hers. With his cock still firmly inside her cunt, Toby sagged back on the cushions, bringing Lea with him, pleased to have her lying on top.

  Her gasps warmed his throat. She tightened her pussy around his shaft.

  In his mind, Toby saw her mouthing his name, no one else’s.

  He wondered what Jake would think about that. Sure, the man had positioned her for Toby’s use. He’d even relinquished his hold on her a few seconds ago.

  That didn’t mean he wasn’t possessive. Toby had witnessed Jake’s territorial nature firsthand. He knew his partner wanted things done his way. So what was he thinking now?

  None of the emotions Toby expected to see were evident on Jake’s face. He appeared completely at ease, though not entirely content. Pulling his attention from Lea’s ass, he met Toby’s gaze.

  They’d worked together long enough for him to discern Jake’s intent. “In the pocket of my jeans,” he said to the man’s unasked question.

  Jake pushed to his feet and headed for the garment.

  Lea stirred. “Where’s he going?”

  She sounded curious, not alarmed, cuddling closer, proving her feelings for him were no different from what she held for Jake. She wanted them both.

  “It doesn’t matter,” he murmured. “He’ll be back.”

  Faint laughter poured from her. “Oh hell, I know that. What’s in your jeans pocket?”

  “What do you think?”

  Toby didn’t have to say any more. Even if Jake hadn’t dropped the three packets of Trojans near Lea’s shoulder, she would have certainly heard him ripping the fourth wrapper open with his teeth.

  “Pull your knees up,” Toby directed. His hands were already on her ass, spreading her cheeks widely, showing Jake what he’d soon have. “And arch your back.”

  Lea went still, as though she didn’t believe what they intended to do, or she was so delighted at the prospect, her bod
y hadn’t yet caught up with her lascivious thoughts. Hoping for the latter, Toby pressed his fingers even harder into her ass, deliberately displaying her anus.

  She moaned excitedly, proving she wasn’t scared. Following his earlier directive, Lea assumed the position that would allow Jake to enter her tightest opening, while Toby remained in her cunt. To make certain of it, she tightened her sheath around his cock, her inner muscles squeezing him one, two, three times. No doubt to get him hard again. And so soon.

  For her confidence in his sexual prowess, Toby wasn’t only grateful. He felt the first stirrings of what he thought might be love. How crazy was that? He barely knew her. She’d be out of his life for good within a few days.

  Oh shit, why are you thinking about that now?

  He tried to stop, but couldn’t.

  Unaware of his worry, Lea squeezed his shaft once again.

  No good. He still wasn’t anywhere near where she needed him to be. Cursing his stupid thoughts and useless cock, Toby knew that for now she’d have to content herself with having only Jake thrusting inside.

  The man wasted no time rolling the silky latex over his shaft and sinking to his knees behind her. On a frustrated sigh, Toby ran his fingers over Lea’s labia. She was so damn wet. Using her moisture, he lubricated her tight pink ring, letting her know that she’d soon have what she needed.

  Jake gave Toby an odd look as if to ask what’s wrong?

  This couldn’t last. This shouldn’t even be happening. Wasn’t that enough?

  Lea’s rough moan brought their focus back to her, where it belonged. She sounded as though she didn’t want to wait any longer. She had to have both of them fill her.

  No longer questioning Toby’s mood, Jake lifted his cock and penetrated her most intimate opening.

  She was tight beyond belief. Hot beyond reason.

  It took all of Jake’s will not to rush the act for his own gratification, the delight of having Lea in a way few women would have allowed.

  She had accepted his and Toby’s intent without question, and not because she feared any punishment from them. That was only a part of the play Jake knew she enjoyed.