Dirty Rescue

by Sadie May

  His shiny loafers take a half step back as he blinks at me several times. I glare and his eyes stop blinking to open wide with fear. If I can’t rearrange his face at least I can scare him a little.

  Yeah, I know she can take care of herself, but fuck… can’t a guy help his girl out?

  Cristina

  The day passes in a blur. It’s good though. I feel more like myself getting back into the swing of things. I’m getting my life back together and, honestly, I have this feeling like it’s even better than before.

  Pam and Zach stay with me most of the day, making gooey eyes at each other. I am super happy for her. They seem great together.

  Eventually, I’ll bring up the whole two guy thing. But honestly, even though they’ve been really awesome, I’m not sure how long this whole thing will last. I don’t want to tell Pam in case it’s over before I can blink. I’m not embarrassed. Being with them has been the best experience of my life. I just don’t want to have to hear Pam tell me how stupid I was if they break my heart.

  Because, If I’m honest, I am falling for them both. Which is stupid. I told myself I’d go casual. Three people don’t have a relationship.

  But I can’t help it. They take care of me, give me mind blowing orgasms, they are healing some wounds that Eric left, and they are hot as hell.

  I head outside at four to find Cade parked in front of the building. He wraps me in his arms and gives me a lingering kiss. “I missed you,” he murmurs against my lips.

  “I missed you too,” I reply, my insides melting and burning in a rush of feeling.

  “Jay should be home soon, want to head back to the house?”

  He pulls me to the passenger side and opens the door to the Porsche. It’s an older model car, the kind I’ve always wanted to drive. I grin. “Whose car is this?”

  “Mine,” he answers. “Why?”

  I shrug. “I’ve seen you drive the truck a bunch so I was curious.”

  “A bunch?” he quirks an eyebrow.

  I blush again and make a mental note to learn to control that crap. My cheeks give me away all the time. “I‘ve eaten at Antonio’s a time or two.”

  He looks at me blinking until he finally blurts out. “Is that what you meant the night we rescued you when you said, ‘this is how we finally meet?’”

  I shrug, trying to be casual while my heart is racing in my chest. “I might have had a crush on you two since I saw you in the bar.”

  He grabs me by the ass and then pulls me against his body. “I wish I’d met you before the fire. We’ve been wasting time.”

  “Me too.” I stand on tiptoe and kiss him again, relief washing through me. I don’t know what I was worried about. Maybe that he’d laugh at me for watching them from afar? “I was too shy. I thought you’d want a different type of girl.”

  He turns us so my back is against the car, his body pressed to mine. “You are the type of girl I want.”

  I hear a tsking sound behind Cade. He hears it too and turns his head so we can both see Eric behind us.

  “Why don’t you two get a room,” he makes a disgusted face, as he rolls his eyes. I don’t know what Cade said to him earlier but I know when Eric is pissed. He turns into a catty bitch. How did I not realize he was gay?

  I feel Cade tense. I already know he’s the more hot-headed of my two men. Eric is playing with fire here. Cade rescues people for a living and he’s at least twice as strong as Eric. I know. I’ve been in both sets of arms.

  So I grab Cade’s shirt to hold him in place. “Why don’t you go home and disappoint your wife,” I toss over Cade’s shoulder.

  I feel Cade’s silent laugh. His abdomen spasms as the rest of him relaxes. “Nice one,” he whispers.

  “Can I drive?”

  Without a word he hands me the keys. I walk around the car as Eric glares at me and just before I climb in the driver’s seat, I flip Eric the bird. “I don’t actually want you to fuck me.” I say. “I prefer to be satisfied.”

  Then I climb in the car before he can respond but Eric’s face is absolutely purple. Cade gives a throaty laugh and climbs in as I rev up the engine.

  I throw the stick shift in first and peel out. Cade’s still laughing next to me.

  “I know it wasn’t nice,” I start to say. I never act like that but I had so much anger built up.

  “I wouldn’t make a habit of it, but you deserved to give him a little shit. That guy is a douche.” He strokes my cheek as I speed down Brookline Ave before the traffic slows me down again and we have to stop at a light.

  I give him a wink. “Tonight you and Jay aren’t just going to make me go to bed are you?”

  His laughing stops abruptly. “No, sweetheart. Tonight, we’ve got a date.”

  I smile at him, glancing over quickly before traffic starts moving again. “Good because there is something I really want to try.”

  I hear him suck in his breath. “What’s that?”

  I don’t tell him yet, I want to ask them at the same time, but I want to feel them both inside me, and I am not talking about my mouth. When Cade was playing with my asshole, it made me so hot, I’d come on the spot. “I’ll ask you and Jay at the same time,” I answer as I head for Route Nine and our little love nest.

  As soon as I get through the door, I start on dinner. I’m a girl that keeps her promises. It’s easy, just burgers and a salad, but the guys devour it. They start on the dishes and I start picking some stuff up, throwing in a load of laundry. It’s so domestic that it gives me a little twinge. I could get used to this.

  But I haven’t gotten much done when, as I’m walking back through the living room, they stop me. “Are you gonna tell me what you were talking about in the car?” Cade stands in front of me and Jay slips behind.

  “Impatient?” I ask giving him a sly smile.

  His gaze darkens. “My dick has been hard for the last two hours just guessing at what you might say.”

  I reach behind me, to pull Jay even closer as Cade presses to my front. “Have you guys ever been inside a woman at the same time?”

  “Yeah, yesterday,” Cade smiles as he places a kiss on my lips, his hand burying in my hair. “With you.”

  I kiss him back and then turn around to kiss Jay so that Cade is pressed to my back. “Not like that.” I reach back and pull Cade tighter against my ass. “Like this.”

  Jay’s answer is to plunge his tongue into my mouth while Cade groans against my neck. “Oh fuck, yeah.” Then he lifts his head. “I mean no, I’ve never done it. But yes, if you want to, sweetheart, then it’s happening.”

  We’re an octopus of tangled limbs up the stairs and I only have a second to marvel that we’ve made it to the bed before we all fall together on the mattress.

  They are ripping off my clothes and I break from Jay’s mouth to protest. “I just got these clothes,” I giggle as I hear my shirt tear a little.

  “We’ll buy you more,” Cade growls as he unclasps my bra. His hands are kneading my tits and kissing my neck even as Jay slides down to shimmy off my jeans. His lips are kissing a trail down my abdomen until he gets my jeans around my thighs, then he starts tonguing my clit through my panties.

  “Oh,” I moan burying my fingers in his hair. I don’t care how I sound, or if I’m doing it right. I only care about how it feels, and it is so good.

  Cade starts sliding down my body too and he gets my jeans off and then hooks my panties in his fingers. Jay backs off long enough for Cade to rip them off before his mouth is back on me.

  I cry out again, but then Cade is behind me licking and sucking my puckered little hole while his fingers slip inside my wet pussy. I can’t take it and I am moaning and bucking, an orgasm exploding inside of me making my entire body heave.

  I’m so wet now that their faces must be covered in my juices but neither seems to care as they slide back up my body.

  Jay lays next to me and pulls me on top of him. Cade hands him a condom.

  “I hate to wrap up, baby, bu
t I don’t think I’ll be able to pull out,” he grunts as he gets it on and pushes inside me.

  It does feel different but I barely think about it because he still feels amazing. We move together, my clit grinding against him as he fills me so full, my insides are quaking. It’s like he touches every nerve.

  Jay’s hands are on my ass, spreading me apart, pulling me down on him, when Cade comes up behind me. I feel the press of him, his fat head at my other entrance.

  Just as Jay slides out, Cade slowly pushes in. It burns at first but I grunt past the feeling as Jay kisses me long and deep.

  As Cade slides in further, the feeling changes and it is amazing. I moan into Jay’s mouth as Cade slowly moves back out and Jay pushes in.

  They start a rhythm and my body hums to the beat of it, an orgasm building that is so deep, so intense my entire body is trembling. I can’t even form words as they move almost as one, assaulting my body with pleasure.

  I’m making noises that I didn’t even know were possible and my fingers dig into Jay’s strong shoulders as it all becomes too much and I spasm around them, screaming both their names.

  They both come undone, groaning out their orgasm and filing me with their cum.

  We collapse in a heap on the bed. I’ve never experienced anything so intensely satisfying but when I look down at Jay I see bloody scratch marks across his shoulders.

  “Shit,” I cry bucking up and nearly head-butting Cade. “I hurt you.”

  Cade looks over my shoulder and they both start laughing. “Oh sweetheart,” he rumbles in my ear. “Jay’s tough. He can take it.”

  Jay strokes my cheek. “It was worth every scratch form you, kitten.” Then he gives me a long, lingering kiss that speaks of all kinds of emotion. “I’d take far worse to hear you moan like that again.”

  “I’m going to make it my personal mission to make you moan like that at least once a week for the next ten years,” Cade adds.

  “Ten years?” I repeat, my insides suddenly seizing up. I try to speak causally, so they don’t know how important their next words are, or how much I care about them. “I thought I was just staying a month or so.”

  Cade lets out a low growl while Jay gently grabs my chin. “Sweetheart, you’re not going anywhere.”

  Cade moves away from my back and the cold air is like a slap, it almost stings. But then he grabs my shoulder so I am lying flat on the bed and can see them both. His body presses to my arm. “Christina, you’ve been ours from the moment we pulled you from that building. We didn’t want to scare you, but this,” he points from himself to Jay, “Is a permanent thing, not a temporary one.”

  “What?” My voice trembles and I feel some tears stinging my eyes. My breath is coming out in short gasps because I want these words so much.

  “We’re in love with you,” Jay murmurs in my ear.

  “Damn right,” Cade adds. “I know it isn’t the norm but we’ll take care of you for as long as you’ll stay with us.”

  “I’d stay forever.” I look from one to the other. “I love you both too.”

  Cade leans down and kisses me. The second he pulls away, Jay turns my face toward him to do the same. “Forever,” Cade murmurs.

  “Forever,” Jay repeats.

  Cristina

  I set the last box down and sink onto the floor, so glad the first part of moving is done. “I could sleep for a week,” I say as I stretch my back.

  “We shouldn’t have kept her up so late last night,” Jay grins as he pulls me to my feet and then wraps me in his arms with a kiss.

  Cade comes up behind me and buries his face in my hair. “We had to test out the new California King,” he chuckles. “But maybe our little kitten needs a cat nap.”

  Before I can say I’ll be fine, he is swinging me up into his arms. “Put me down,” I protest. “I have to start unpacking these boxes.”

  Cade takes his turn kissing me. “It will all get done.” He looks around our new home and so do I. The Victorian across from their little house came on the market a few months ago. Turns out, Cade and Jay had plenty of money for a down payment, and with my new job as a physical therapist, we can easily afford the monthlies. What’s even more amazing is Pam and Zach decided to rent the little house from us rather than selling it. It was too small for three but it’s perfect for the two of them.

  Just then the front door opens and Pam comes walking in. “Ugh,” she makes a show of rolling her eyes. “It turns out that three people constantly exhibiting public displays of affection is way worse than two.”

  Cade gives her a fierce look, which is also for show. “This is the not the public, it’s our home.”

  Pam grins, “You’ve got me there.”

  I have to be honest, I was a little nervous to tell my friend about the menage I had going on, but once I knew it was more than a hookup, I also knew I couldn’t keep it from her. She was way cooler than I thought she’d be.

  She had some questions, of course. Like, “What about jealousy? Cade doesn’t seem like the type to share.” But the more she sees us, the more I think she understands.

  Cade sets me down and I go over to hug her. The door is still open, and I can see the little house beyond our big wrap around front porch. Deep in my gut, I know I’m going to grow old on that porch. Babies will toddle on those boards, teenagers will tramp across them and grandchildren will grace them again.

  Because me, Cade, and Jay, we’re forever.

  They come to stand beside me, each taking one of my hands. “Do you see what I see?” I ask, knowing they do.

  “Yeah, sweetheart,” Jay gives me a gorgeous smile. “It’s all gonna happen here.”

  Cade squeezes my hand. “We love you, kitten.”

  “I love you, too.” I sigh, as I close the front door. I can’t wait to get started on the rest of our lives.

  Dirty Ride

  Charlotte

  Saturday night

  Axle lifts his head from between my thighs, his defined features made even sharper by the light and shadows coming in through the tinted window of his limo. His breath is hot and warm against my inner thighs, my panties down around my ankles leaving my wet pussy bare and ready for him.

  Don’t stop. I bite my lip to keep from begging.

  This is crazy. This is lunacy. I can’t see his eyes in the shadows, but I catch a glimpse of his white teeth as he grins.

  Oh God, I love that grin.

  But then his best friend, Dyce, regains my full attention by shoving the straps of my dress down so my braless breasts are exposed for both of them to see. He lets out a growl that makes me shiver before lowering his head to suck on my nipple, reaching his other hand so he can cup and mold my other breast.

  My head falls back as I moan, and I feel more than hear Axle’s soft laugh. Oh shit, every time he exhales his breath hits the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. It’s too much. Between the two of them I’m ready to come right then and there, without even being fucked.

  I’m rapidly losing my battle with restraint and without even knowing I’m going to do it, I reach out, twining my fingers in Axle’s dark hair and tugging him forward to finish what he’s started.

  “Please,” I whisper.

  He nips my inner thigh as Dyce increases the intensity of his suction. I cry out at the sweet torture. “Please,” I say, louder this time.

  “Please what, baby doll?” Axle asks.

  I moan in answer, my hips jerking up automatically. Please touch me, please take your clothes off, please lick my pussy, please keep sucking my tits because it feels so fucking good, please… there was too much to list. I want it all from these guys. I want to see them—all of them—and I want to be seen.

  Axle leans in even closer, spreading my thighs with his large, calloused palms until his lips just skim the lips of my pussy.

  I’m holding both of them to me now and I hadn’t even realized it. I was fruitlessly tugging Axle closer with one hand while the other clutched Dyce to my breasts like I w
ould never let him go.

  I was a wild woman. A desperate, crazy, horny as hell wild woman. I don’t even recognize myself.

  And I couldn’t care less.

  I’m tired of being boring, predictable, uptight Charlotte. Besides, these guys have never asked for a commitment. This is all just for fun, right? They’d probably move on to some other poor unsuspecting woman next week, wooing her and seducing her and making her feel like this—like the sexiest, most desirable woman on the planet.

  That thought makes me stiffen. I hate that fucking thought.

  They both feel my sudden tension, apparently, because they pull away slightly, though never fully losing contact—Axle’s hands still hold my thighs firmly, and Dyce’s hands never leave my tits. But they move back enough to look at me.

  Dyce lifts one hand to push my hair back. My perfectly coiffed hair had come down from its up-do ages ago and I hadn’t even realized. Shit. How long had we been making out in the back of this limo?

  “Are you all right, sweetheart?” Dyce’s voice is so low it’s practically a growl. I feel it all throughout my body, my lower belly clenching in response. Jesus, the guy rarely speaks but maybe that’s for the best. If all women responded to his low, husky voice like I did, he’d be batting them off with a stick. Every time he opened his mouth women would pounce.

  Axle starts to lean back further and I feel his absence between my thighs keenly. No, don’t go! I’m so close. So fucking close. And it’s been so long. Sooo fucking long.

  “If we’re moving too fast…” he starts.

  I shake my head. Dammit. Why did I have to go and get all bent out shape over a stupid hypothetical woman who they may or may not seduce in some hypothetical time in the future?

  Why? My inner voice mocks. Because you don’t know how to live in the moment. You don’t know how to do impulsive and carefree.

  They’re both watching me now, waiting for me to speak. I lick my lips, my normally quick brain slow as molasses after the caresses and kisses that have left me panting for some sort of release.