Jones, JQ - Be Our Lady [Davis Hollow, Davis Ranch 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by JQ Jones

  “Nope, I left my stuff on the plane in Charleston. I thought I’d get in and out so quick I didn’t even bring so much as a change of underwear.”

  “Let’s get you some of my sweats and some socks. Linc’s six five, so his stuff would be way too big for you. The floors have radiant heat, but no matter how much you insulate you can’t keep all the cold out.” Jeff ushered Willie into a small guest room with full-sized bunk beds and an open shower in the bath. He provided her with toothpaste and a brush.

  “This is great room. It looks like a kid’s room. Did you decorate?” she said. The room was painted in light grays with some splashes of royal blue in the linens and chair cover. The closets were recessed into the wall and opened with a pleasant snap of a hidden release mechanism. She spent time exploring the room.

  “Funny you should ask that. Linc and I have just decided to start a search for a surrogate. You interested?”

  Chapter Two:

  Haven’t Known You That Long

  For the very first time in her life, Willie Mae Dollar was speechless. She didn’t move as Jeff laughed at her expression. “You are so shocked. It would give your Mamá the grandchild she wants, and you could continue your job. I plan on cutting down on my practice hours. I’m an OB-GYN, so I can spend more time at home. Besides, we can always hire an au pair if we need one. Breathe.” He slapped her gently on the back as he laughed.

  Willie gulped air, blinked, and started to say something and sputtered without making a coherent sound. Jeff laid out his sweat clothes and directed her to the bathroom. He went back to the kitchen humming softly as he finished up the meal, basting the hens and warming bread. He poured himself a glass of wine and waited for Willie to come back into the kitchen.

  She came into the room, almost swallowed by the swatches of soft gray cotton. Even with the sleeves and pants rolled up, they dwarfed her. She’d washed her hair, and it blossomed over her head in an explosion of finger-length curls, replacing the flattened hat hair she’d had earlier. She nervously patted her soft, wet mass that her family loved but was the bane of her existence. Everybody loved her curls, ringlets when she’d tried to wear it long in high school, oohing and ahhing over the softness of it. To Willie it looked like a Jeri curl, defying any type of hair straightener, be it mechanical, chemical, or prayer. She sometimes spent hours flat ironing it only to have it curl at the first sign of moisture.

  “You have beautiful hair. It’s naturally curly?”

  “Yeah, but about what you said earlier? You were joking, right?” She sat at the island, glancing down into the depths of her glass of wine. She finally looked up into his clear, smiling eyes.

  “I was serious. I like you. I know Linc will, too. You’re intelligent, pretty, sweet, and you’re adorable.” He leaned against the sink, watching the emotions play across her face. Disbelief followed by interest followed by disbelief. “What else would we look for in a mother?”

  “I can’t give you a baby. I mean, I probably can have babies, I’ve never checked. That’s an assumption on my part, isn’t it? Anyway, I hadn’t even decided when to have children. I’ve not found a man I want to have kids with. I couldn’t just have a baby and leave it. Right now, I want to travel and see some of the world before I settle down with a husband and children. I need time. I’m only twenty-seven. That’s still young, don’t you think? Besides, you guys live in West Virginia and I live in Oklahoma. That’s way too far away to commute. What if the baby hated me for leaving her or him? I kinda think that I’d like to have one of both at least, now that I think about it. What would my parents say if I tell them I’m having a baby and giving it away? I’ll tell you what they’d say. Papi would come out here with the boys and his gun and try to take it.”

  Willie Mae startled as Jeff walked around and kissed her. He grabbed the back of her head and held her still as he explored her mouth, tasting her and teasing her tongue. She accepted his kiss, returning it as she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer to her, enjoying the taste of wine and herbs on his tongue. They kissed long and deeply until Willie pulled back as he stepped between her legs, allowing her to feel his erection.

  “Wait a minute, you’re gay! That doesn’t feel like gay to me.”

  “Obviously not all the way. For the record, I consider myself bi, but I love Linc. Love to fuck him, have him fuck me, but although we have added a third to our relationship from time to time, it’s never been a woman. Always another man, because Linc doesn’t particularly like to have sex with women, but for you, he’d make an exception. Besides, I had relationships with women before I met Linc, just never felt the need once he became a part of my life. Seems like it’s like riding a bike, you don’t forget how,” Jeff said. He rubbed her gently on the back, gentling her and getting used to the feel of her body.

  “We’ve talked about a surrogate before but never done it because, well, because I was waiting for you. I like you. I want to get to know you better. I want you and Linc to get to know each other, and I want us to see if we can be parents.” He slipped his hands under her oversized clothes, stroking and caressing her back, loving the way her breath hitched as he moved closer and closer to the underside of her breasts.

  He pulled her pants down and off, tossing them onto a table in the corner. He lifted her over to a clear counter space beside the sink, licking down her neck to her right nipple, sucking it into his mouth and rolling the hard brown tip between his teeth. They both moaned and her thighs clinched around his waist. He popped her nipple free, fell to his knees, enjoying the sweet, savory taste of her skin as licked his way down to her dripping pussy. He insinuated his tongue deep within her slit, acquainting himself with her feel and taste, licking her moisture as it poured from her. She gasped and thrust forward, hungry for more attention and silently begging him to lick her clit. When he glazed her swollen bud, she rose up with a deep, throaty moan.

  As he worried her clit, nipping it with gentle teeth, he pulled his pants down to his ankles. Willie was leaning back on her arms watching him. As his pants fell, she gasped. He was large and hard and dripping ready. He began stroking himself slowly, building up the pace as he continued to feast on Willie.

  He worked her long, not stopping after her first or even third orgasm, continuing to lick and suck and nip until he began to come. He roared into her pussy, splashing cum on the side of the drawers as she burst into a scream, coming for a fourth time.

  “I hope we’re having something else for dinner, because you know I don’t like fish, walking or swimming,” Lincoln Davis said. He had placed a brief case down on the couch in the family room, and stood in the doorway to the kitchen.

  * * * *

  Willie bolted up counter, jumping down and out of the kitchen before either man could stop her. She did have the presence of mind to pick up her pants on the way out the door. Jeff calmly refastened his pants that he had loosened to stroke himself as he tasted his very special treat. He wet paper towels to clean up the mess he’d made on the drawers. He swished wine in his mouth and wiped his face on another wet paper towel. He grinned as he pulled Linc’s scowling face down for a long, lingering kiss.

  “Welcome home, Lover,” Jeff said. He licked the seam of Linc’s stern mouth until his love relaxed and accepted the faintly scented kiss. The slight taste of Willie surprised Linc by making him hard.

  “Who the Hell are you fucking in our house without even telling me? You know we play with couple-approved people. We’ve never had a woman before. Besides, you know I’m strictly dickly,” Linc said as he rubbed his growing erection into Jeff’s stomach.

  “That, lover, is our surrogate mother, Miss Willie Mae Dollar, CJ’s personal assistant and youngest sister to a set of five brothers. She got lost trying to get to Iona’s house, I invited her to stay for the night, she accepted, and before I knew what I was saying, I’d asked her to become our surrogate and couldn’t keep my hands off of her. She’s so lovable, talks nonstop, but she’s a sweet, nice girl who wan
ts kids.” Jeff pulled back to try to gage Linc’s reaction. “Judging by the size of this hard-on maybe you should rethink that whole strictly dickly saying.”

  “We can’t make a decision like that without months of serious discussions between you and me. And her.” Linc moved over as Jeff began to plate up the food. “I thought we were going to hire a somebody, not add a lover. This is too weird, baby.” Linc began pulling his shoes and socks off, carefully placing them in a pile. He looked tired and somewhat stressed, a little overwhelmed by the surprise that awaited him as he entered into the kitchen.

  He’d only had a brief glimpse of the woman. All he saw was strong brown legs and very curly hair. If she made Jeff happy, he was willing to take the time to get to know her. “I’m not sold on this baby mama stuff, but I will get to know her, but you know I’m not into women, baby.”

  “You say that, but your body is still rock solid. I have to take care of that after dinner. So let me go get our new partner.” Jeff kissed Linc as he walked down the hall to collect Willie Mae from her room. As expected, she was talking to herself and pacing the floor.

  * * * *

  “Man, I broke up a happy home. I’m such a floozy. Making out with a gay guy, in front of his partner, in their home, after I just met him. Mamá will have a cow when she finds out. But really, if I get out of here quick enough, she won’t even know about it. I wish I could keep my mouth shut sometimes. I have got to leave but…” Willie paused in her pacing to look out the window. “It’s still snowing like it’s the middle of winter in Alaska or somewhere. Did I start a fight? I can’t be a homewrecker. I go from celibate for almost two years to jumping the first unavailable gay dick I run across. I was on him like a chicken on a June bug.”

  She stopped as she noticed Jeff leaning in the doorway watching her. “Jeff, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. You’re in a committed relationship with Linc and I shouldn’t come between you two. Is he really mad? I can leave, I’ll go back to Charleston, or spend the night at Iona’s house. He won’t have to worry about me doing that again. I don’t know why I did it in the first place. I never kiss on the first date much less let some guy I hardly know eat my no-no spot, well almost never anyway. Not since grad school.” She started pacing again, back and forth from the door to the window.

  She paused at the window, watching the snow and just beginning to speak when the deep voice that had crashed her down from the most incredible orgasm she’d ever had in her life stopped her from speaking.

  “Does she ever stop talking?” Linc said.

  “No, lover, I don’t think she does,” Jeff said. His laugh filled the room.

  Chapter Three:

  A Victim of Laughing Chance

  Willie stopped midstride and turned to face Linc and Jeff standing in the door. Linc was a few inches taller than Jeff. He had warm brown skin, deep-brown eyes that were so big and soft that they made his very masculine face strangely delicate, close-cropped hair, and a lean, muscular body that was taut with tension.

  “You’re Iona’s brother, Linc. I apologize for making Jeff do what you saw us doing. Man, you’re tall. Iona is shorter than I am, although she does have a bigger bosom, but still, you guys are giants. I do spend a lot of time around CJ and Clint and they’re really, really tall, but I didn’t expect for I’s brother to be a giant, too. You never can tell, can you, about genetics I mean. Anyway, I was all upset and Jeff was trying to get me to calm down.”

  “Oh, I was going down all right,” Jeff said.

  “No really, it wasn’t his fault. I practically threw myself at him. You know there are some women who try to seduce gay men, like they try to change them over to the dark side. I’m one of those. I wouldn’t leave him alone. As soon as I walked in I started working on him. I think he went for it because I have short hair and not a lot of bosom. I could be a twink if you squint and he squinted. I cried a little, made sure he had a lot of wine, and did that whole ‘I’m so lost, Iona’s going kill me for not getting her grandma’s quilt, I’ll be fired’ thing.” She rubbed her dry curls, making them spring up around her head like a halo.

  “Poor Jeff was lonely, worried about you coming home in the blizzard, and missing you. So with the wine, story, and looking like a guy, he forgot himself.” Willie moved closer to Linc and Jeff. The men lounged in the doorway in a loose embrace. Linc draped his long arms around Jeff’s waist, not quite caressing him but just a little proprietary. Willie licked her lips. She wanted someone to be proprietary about her. She was silent for a full minute—a long time for her. Her slow glance traveled up their lean, tall frames, stopping at the couple’s intertwined hands and continuing to Jeff’s amused honey eyes and Linc’s brown eyes. Linc showed absolutely no amusement. Just curiosity was contained in his big brown eyes outlined by lashes Willie would have suspected were false if he were a woman.

  “You can tell me all about the way you seduced Jeff at dinner. I’m tired and hungry and I need to go to bed. Come on, Princess, you need to eat before I turn you out into the blizzard.” Linc left Jeff and Willie alone.

  “Is he mad?” Willie asked.

  “He’s intrigued and wondering why. Let’s go eat, Princess, you’ll need your strength.” Jeff offered her his arm.

  When they got to the dining area, Linc had plated the food and laid it out on the table. He opened another bottle of wine and held a chair out for Willie.

  “Okay, Princess, tell me your life story,” he said as he began to eat.

  “That was a mistake. She’s really going to do it,” Jeff said as he poured out the wine and began eating.

  Willie began with her birth and paused to eat fifteen minutes later when she was up to her time in grade school. Linc ate in silence, occasionally looking at Jeff in disbelief. Jeff smiled and refilled Willie’s glass from time to time, asking a question or two if she seemed to slow down in her conversation.

  Willie ate most of her food and told Linc everything up until the time he walked in. She kept to her explanation of it being her being a femme fatale as the reason for Jeff’s seduction.

  “You make it a habit of messing with attached men?” Linc asked after a lull of a few seconds.

  “No, it’s just that Jeff is so damn sexy. I mean that really. He makes me moist, that and the fact that I wanted to change him from being gay, like I said before. They say that all a gay guy needs is the right woman to change him.” Willie stopped here to allow both men to catch their breath as they laughed long and hard.

  “Oh, Princess, I can’t tell if you’re that conceited or that backward,” Jeff said. He got up to get another bottle of wine. “What about Linc? You planning on seducing him too or is it just me that makes you moist?”

  “Linc is way too handsome to fall for somebody like me. Not that you’re not as fine, but he’s all hard edges and coolness. Jeff, you’re just hotness. He’s Thelonious Monk jazz and you’re Tito Puente Latin. You both could make a dead woman come,” she said.

  She paused again for them to finish laughing. “If you can stop her from talking, you can keep her, love. But right now I have to go to bed. Between surgery, the drive from Hell, and catching my lover of twenty years fucking a woman in my kitchen, I think I need some sleep. If you get cold you can join us, Wills, but only if you promise not to talk.” Linc kissed Jeff on the way out the room. “Great meal as always. Don’t stay up too late.”

  “He’s really sweet, isn’t he?” Willie said.

  “He is absolutely the sweetest, kindest man I’ve ever met. We’ve been together since we were undergrads. There’s nobody else I’d rather be with. But for now, Princess, you have to go to bed. Remember what Linc said, come to bed with us if you get too cold or you need anything.” Jeff began to clear the table with Willie up at once to help him. They had the kitchen cleaned and the dishwasher started before Willie finished the story about her trip to London for Okey Energy. Jeff turned off the lights and led Willie down the hall in the soft semidarkness to her room. She made no protes
t as he kissed her good-night and shoved her into the room lit only from the strange glow that comes from a heavy snowfall and the discreet searchlights now buried under at least twelve inches of snow.

  * * * *

  It was border-line hot in the guest room. Willie Mae lay in the bed watching the snow fall, fast and thick, like nothing she’d ever seen, tiny pieces of cotton candy accumulating at a fast clip into huge drifts. She flashed hot and cold uncomfortable with her growing desire. “I am such a mujerzuela, allowing a married man, well he’s not married, but in a committed relationship and gay, to go down on me. But, ah dios mio, what a feeling.” She drifted off to a light sleep thinking about the feeling and the way she reacted to Linc, a man who wanted nothing to do with her.

  She woke up from a light sleep. A muffled moan drifted through the night. Immediately, she knew what it was. Her imagination went there and way beyond. She felt Linc’s hands slide down her body to cup her now dripping pussy. She could feel Jeff’s tongue gently lave her nipples, hard peaks of want waiting for another touch of his tongue, or better yet the nip of his teeth.

  The sound of flesh slapping against flesh drifted down the hall. Without thought, she followed the sound to the room adjacent to hers. There were candles on a low table and around the huge bed. Jeff gripped the gray silk-covered headboard of the large platform bed. Linc held him by the shoulders and he slowly, forcefully slapped his long, thick dick into his lover’s waiting hole.

  The scent of sweat, lube, wax, and cum hit Willie as she came into the room. She wanted to leave them to their private moment but was rooted to the spot. She watched as the two men strained against one another. Linc rubbed Jeff’s shoulders with eyes closed, using the tips of his fingers to reacquaint himself with his lover’s body, pausing each time Jeff hitched in a gasp of pleasure that told Linc that was the spot that made him mad with desire.