“I have a plate in the oven for you, Eric. Matt told us you weren’t certain you’d come back from the hospital. How’s your dad doing?” Matt’s mom started getting up, but Eric shook his head at her.
He stood up and rested his hands on Jocelyn’s shoulders. “Don’t get up, Aunt Katherine. I’ll get it myself. Finish your dessert. Dad is doing better than they expected. He’s grumpy and wants get out of there as soon as possible, but they aren’t going to rush his discharge.”
Jocelyn wished there was something she could do to ease some of his anxiety. She could feel the tension in his hands when he talked about his dad. Regardless of his calm answers she was willing to bet he was still very concerned and she didn’t blame him. Eric let go of her and disappeared into the kitchen and was back a minute later with a plate piled high with food. Claiming the empty seat next to Jocelyn, he winked at her before digging into his dinner.
The conversation continued as a coffeepot was passed around. Jocelyn poured herself a cup. The corner of Matt’s mouth kicked up in a half grin when he saw her breaking her “no coffee after five” rule. She hoped tonight was going to be a late night for the three of them, and she didn’t want to doze off like last time.
* * * *
Eric tried not to wolf down his food like a savage, but at the moment all he could concentrate on was getting Jocelyn under him and Matt as soon as possible. There had been so many distractions for them lately between work and her insistence in burying herself under a mountain of documents. If Jocelyn accidently dug something up that finally put the feud to rest, then that was fine by him, but he’d missed her. He wanted to continue what they’d started the day before yesterday. Eric had a feeling that no one had ever really paid attention or taken the time to listen to Jocelyn’s needs. She didn’t come out and say them, but the signs were all there. That was going to change because he and Matt would make certain all her fantasies were fulfilled. During the late nights of their night shift, Matt hadn’t spared the details of his afternoon with her last week, and the slight exhibitionist streak she hid. Eric had told him about their afternoon in the woods and how she’d enjoyed the few playful smacks he’d given her. The image of a spanking bench hadn’t been far from his thoughts ever since. Perhaps they would bring her to Consensual sooner rather than later.
He met Matt’s look over her head and knew his cousin was barely holding on to a civilized persona as well. Jocelyn was chatting with Emily about her job, and his young cousin was hanging on to their woman’s every word. When Jocelyn filled her coffee mug for a second time, he felt the anxiousness pounding at him retreat slightly. She was going to be up until the middle of the night after drinking that much caffeine this late in the day, and he planned to have her panting and moaning for most of that time.
One of the things he loved most about his family was their casual nature. Neither his aunt nor uncle blinked at his obvious affection for his cousin’s girlfriend, although he suspected they weren’t the only threesome in Sanctuary. There were a few people he’d seen at Consensual who liked to share. In fact, his brother, Jackson, and his best friend, Tanner, looked like they’d gotten very close to the vet who’d been working out at the ranch. The two of them had been walking around like their own personal rain cloud hung over them since she’d left.
He watched as Jocelyn delicately ate her cake, one small bite at a time. She looked to be so calm and delicate to the world, but he’d had a taste for the wild passion she kept hidden behind her straightforward nature. Her tongue darted out to catch a smudge of chocolate on her lip and his cock twitched at the sight. I wonder if Sarah’s has chocolate body paint. The thought of painting swirls along Jocelyn’s skin and then licking them off sounded like a lot of fun.
They’d had a peek at her passionate nature, and he wanted to explore that more. She’d liked the feel of Matt’s hand on her ass the other night, and that gave him all sorts of ideas of games they could play with her. Not that he would pick her up and carry her into Consensual any time soon, but maybe they could go to watch and then the three of them could replay what they’d enjoyed in the privacy of their own bedroom. Growing up in a small town with a nosey family, Eric valued his privacy. Matt was an exhibitionist who didn’t give a damn, and if Jocelyn decided she wanted to explore that one day, Eric would never say no to her.
He finished off his dinner and then took the plate into the kitchen. Emily had been sent in a few minutes before to start filling the dishwasher. He rinsed his own plate and put it in for her.
“Eric?”
The questioning tone Emily used when she said his name sent a wave of panic through him. He knew what she was going to ask. He and Matt hadn’t spoken about what they were going to say if their relationship was questioned. He hadn’t ever lied to his family and wasn’t about to start now. “What is it, kiddo?”
“Is Jocelyn dating you or Matt?”
I knew it. “Both of us.”
“That’s a bit unusual don’t you think? Boys aren’t usually good at sharing.”
“Your brother and cousin are men, not boys, sweetheart. That’s what makes it different.” Eric almost sighed in relief when his aunt came in and answered her daughter’s question. “How about you and I go for a ride and we can talk about it.”
“Okay.” Emily dropped the forks in her hand, letting them clatter into the sink before running out of the kitchen.
“Is she happier about getting out of doing dishes or going for a ride?” he asked his aunt.
“A bit of both I imagine.” She crossed her arms over her chest and pinned him with a straight look, just like his own mother did when she wanted to make certain he was listening. “I like your Jocelyn but I want you two to be very careful. You and Matt were inseparable as kids so I’m not entirely surprised by your choice to date the same woman. But, be careful you don’t tear her heart in two trying to pull her in opposite directions.”
“Jocelyn is our main focus. Neither of us would hurt a hair on her head.”
“Not intentionally, I know. But, she’s poking around in this town’s history and that could cause more trouble than it’s worth. Some secrets were meant never to be found and I’d hate for this town to be torn apart because of what she might discover.”
“Aunt Katherine, I don’t care about the town’s secrets or what happened that started the feud over a century ago and I know Matt feels the same way. Our focus is on Jocelyn and her happiness is what we’re most concerned about.”
“I’m glad you both have your priorities straight, but I’m still not convinced that it will be as easy as you think. Don’t worry about the dishes, Emily and I will do them when we get back.”
She gave him a hug before heading out after his cousin, and Eric went back into the living room in search of Jocelyn and Matt. All concerns about the feud were forgotten as he focused on what was most important to him at the moment and that was getting Jocelyn home and naked between them as soon as possible.
* * * *
She’s been in the hospital at least once for anorexia.
Eric tossed the nondescript black shopping bag into the passenger seat of his truck before starting it up and leaving Sarah’s parking lot.
The thought hadn’t left Eric’s brain since he’d heard her comment. Given the small amount of information they’d managed to get out of her some of her illness might have stemmed from a need to be seen by parents who treated her like an extended biology experiment. There were times when Eric cursed his nosey, boisterous family, but he couldn’t have grown up in a more loving, supportive circle.
A perfect example was how the family had banded together the moment his father was admitted to the hospital. Their mom wouldn’t have to cook for a month with the number of casseroles and dishes that had appeared in her freezer. He and his siblings had been fielding concerned phone calls and taking turns staying with their mom and making certain she ate and took care of herself as well.
His stomach still churned painfully at the sight
of his dad in a hospital bed, but the doctor had said his recovery looked promising. Eric would cling to that positive info for now until he heard otherwise. Jocelyn hadn’t been far from his thoughts, and his youngest brother had commented on his distracted state more than once. He didn’t explain because at the moment he wanted to cling to Jocelyn and not share her with anyone but Matt. Although after dinner tonight, he knew word would get out and the entire extended family was going to want to meet her as well.
The trip back home only took a couple minutes, and he was glad to see he’d managed to beat Matt and Jocelyn. It gave him a few minutes to get everything set up the way he wanted it.
A quick search had him lighting a dozen small emergency jar candles in the room, and he was just rearranging some of the furniture in the room when he heard the front door open. Jocelyn’s laugh was the first thing he heard and it hit him square in the chest. He could easily spend the rest of his life enjoying the sound of her laughter.
“Why don’t you go find him while I put all of this in the fridge?”
Eric grinned. That meant that Aunt Katherine had sent a ton of leftovers over and they wouldn’t have to cook for a day or two, which meant more time in bed with their woman.
“Wow, look at all this.”
He looked up from lighting one of the last candles and smiled at Jocelyn standing in the doorway. She looked surprised and intrigued as she looked wildly around the room. Has no one set up a romantic seduction like this for her before? That was criminal. She deserved to be pampered and cared for, and he was looking forward to it.
“I thought you’d never get here.” Eric stood up and she blinked as if she hadn’t realized he was there.
“Wow.” She breathed out the words as she looked him up and down. That gave Eric a serious boost to his ego since all he’d done was strip down to his jeans. He’d debated on taking his shirt off but opted for only unbuttoning it. Matt would have been completely naked by now but Eric hesitated. She hadn’t given him any reason to believe that his scars would bother her but he didn’t want them to ruin the moment either.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He met her in the doorway and slipped his hands around her waist, lifting her up into his kiss. Her lips parted so sweetly for him, and as he claimed her lips she made those cute little noises in the back of her throat.
Eric heard Matt approach down the hall and eased back from their kiss. “I’m all for adventure but I’d been hoping for the bed and not the hallway floor.”
“Why not both?” Matt grinned and then looked past him into Eric’s room. His cousin whistled softly. “Nice job, cuz. This is perfect. You didn’t happen to stop at Sarah’s did you?”
“Yup, and our little Jocelyn is on the menu for dessert tonight.”
She blinked up at him. “What do you mean?”
“You’ll find out, beautiful.” Matt leaned down and kissed her before ushering her into the bedroom.
“I wish I’d thought to get some rose petals as well.”
“That’s a kind thought but completely unnecessary. You’ve done so much here already.”
The formal professional tone was back in her voice, and Eric was starting to realize that it was one of her defense mechanisms when she was nervous. “We’re just warming up, darlin’.”
Matt nuzzled the side of her neck as he slowly lifted her shirt, “Stick with us and we’ll spoil you rotten.”
Eric backed up not wanting to miss a moment of the show Matt had started. If he was going to strip Jocelyn, Eric was going to get comfortable. He’d always been a visual person, and watching Jocelyn’s ass as she hiked the other day had been enough to get him hard. Naked in front of him was going to be that much better.
“You know, Eric there is one of the biggest voyeurs you’ll ever meet,” Matt whispered into Jocelyn’s hair as he slowly lifted her shirt up to just below her breasts. “Why don’t you give him something to watch?”
She glanced up at him from beneath her lashes. Her cheeks were a pretty shade of pink when she met his gaze. “Would you like that, Eric?”
“More than anything.” His voice was huskier than he’d expected. Her lips curled into a small grin, and she rolled her hips and made an S-like motion with her body as Matt lifted her shirt over her head.
“That’s it, darlin’. Do a little dance like that for me while Matt gets you all naked.” Eric rubbed his growing cock through his jeans, pressing the heel of his hand along the length.
A little encouragement was all she needed because she lifted her long graceful arms and held her hair on top of her head as she slowly danced, swaying her hips. Matt looked up and wiggled his eyebrows at him before looking down at her again. “You’re a natural, beautiful.”
“Not quite, but I appreciate the sentiment.”
Jocelyn was quick to downplay herself and Eric truly hoped that they would start an end to that tonight. His plans were to address what he saw as one of her biggest flaws. She didn’t see herself as beautiful and he thought that was a crime.
She was wearing a dark-purple bra with black trim, a dramatic contrast to her pale skin. While he appreciated the visual affect her push up bra created, he couldn’t wait to strip it off her and press his tongue against her nipples. As Matt undid her slacks and slowly slid them down her hips she continued her gentle swaying, exposing a matching pair of panties.
Matt dropped to his knees behind her and pulled her clothing away as she lifted each delicate foot. Her hands immediately dropped to cover her bare stomach but Matt unsnapped her bra and she caught the cups before they fell away. Seeing her cupping her own breasts sent another throb of arousal down Eric’s spine to pool in his groin.
“Take it off.”
She arched an eyebrow at his order and shook her head. “Not till you take your shirt off.”
Eric set his teeth before sitting up and shrugging the shirt from his shoulders. He unzipped his jeans at the same time, desperate to relieve some of the pressure on his cock. Her gaze immediately went to his right arm, following the path of the scars till they disappeared around his shoulder. A flash of concern crossed her features but passed quickly. She tossed her bra to the side and went to cross her arms over her chest.
“No you don’t.” Matt caught her arms and held them. “Christ, your breasts are perfect.”
“They’re too—” Her words were cut off by Matt’s mouth. Eric watched as his cousin cupped one of her breasts and pulled gently on her nipple, keeping his big body to the side so that Eric could continue to watch the way she responded.
The soft golden candlelight flickering on her skin made the shadows in the room dance, reflecting in the large mirror he’d placed at the end of his bed. He was willing to bet Jocelyn hadn’t noticed it, but she was about to become very acquainted with it.
* * * *
Matt knew when Eric had reached his limit and decided to move this forward. Nothing could have shocked him more than when Jocelyn stood there and refused to do what he wanted until he removed the shirt. Eric hadn’t touched a woman without keeping a shirt on since the accident. The amount of light in the room would have ensured that she got a good enough look at the scars on his arm. She hadn’t screamed in horror as he was sure Eric feared she would. Matt knew she would understand pain and scars. She carried enough of her own, and what she’d admitted to today made him see her in a better light.
He deepened the kiss and moved her as Eric slipped off the bed and walked to the nightstand. Cupping her ass, he pulled her a little higher on his body, enough that he could press his thigh between her legs and feel the hot wet silk of her panties. She moaned into his mouth, and he basked in the aroused sound. His mouth watered thinking of diving his face between her legs and feasting on her syrupy cream.
Eric patted his shoulder, helping Matt pull himself back from ending this far too quickly by fucking her brains out. No matter how badly he wanted to at the moment. He took a couple unsteady steps toward the bed. Each movement caused his thigh to
rock against her pussy and made her whimper into his mouth. Jocelyn gripped his shoulders tight enough to cause little prickles of pain from her nails.
“Shhhh, you’re doing wonderful.” He lowered her to the ground but didn’t let go of her hips until he was certain she could support herself. He saw the confusion in her gaze when he stepped back from her.
“What’s going on?” She blinked up at him, her confusion apparent.
“Nothing for you to worry about. Remember what I said about the best kind sex?”
“It’s messy?”
Eric barked out a laugh, drawing both their attentions. “Isn’t that the truth.” Eric lifted up a brown jar and two thin paintbrushes as he came closer. “Let’s not disappoint her.”
“You know, being covered in paint wasn’t what I had in mind for tonight, guys.” Jocelyn shifted her weight from foot to foot. Obviously nervous, she crossed her arms over her chest again.
Matt couldn’t wait for the day she trusted them completely. It would take time, but he was somewhat patient. “Not unless it’s edible.”
He turned her to face the mirror, and she quickly looked away from meeting his gaze. “Why the mirror?”
“So you can see what we see,” Eric spoke, catching her attention. Taking the opportunity, Matt dipped his paintbrush into the jar of chocolate and began having some fun. He and Eric had come up with this idea while on shift. Jocelyn needed to see what they saw and if it meant drawing attention to their favorite parts of her, then that is what they’d do. Following the natural curve of her breast, he stroked a path and then followed it with his tongue. The combination of chocolate and the taste of her skin was like ambrosia. “Jocelyn-flavored chocolate. My favorite.”
He was treated by a small giggle from her, but she stifled her laugh too soon for him. He thought the odd giggle-snort she came out with when she was really laughing was adorable. “Now you’re just encouraging me…”
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