Sharing Their Racy Fantasies [Racy Nights 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tara Rose

  “Grasp your ankles and hold your legs open for me, Gina.”

  She did as he asked, and was rewarded with two fingers sliding into her pussy, and one into her asshole. Gina cried out in pleasure as he began to lick her wet slit all the way up to her clit, over and over, until her pussy contracted in tiny spasms that seemed to go on forever. Her orgasm was enhanced by his fingers inside her, and neither showed any signs of stopping. She struggled to keep from moving around. Her legs were shaking, and still he didn’t quit.

  Finally he gently removed his fingers and told her to get back into the water. He helped her straddle him again, and then he lifted her hips and lowered her until her pussy had sheathed his swollen cock. Gina threw back her head and let out a steady stream of incomprehensible words while he moved her up and down, fucking her. She didn’t care what Cosmo said. There most definitely was a difference without a condom on the guy. She was going to come again. No doubt about it.

  “Touch yourself, Gina.” Zach’s voice was raspy and commanding at the same time, and the sound washed over her like warm honey. “Touch your tits and then your pussy. I want you to come again while I’m inside you.”

  “Oh, God…” She could barely breathe. It was so hot in here, and she was lost in ecstasy. She grabbed her breasts and kneaded them while he licked her nipples. Then she reached down between their bodies and stroked her clit, crying out when another climax began to build.

  “That’s it,” he said. “Come on, Gina. You can do it. I want to watch you come again. God you’re so fucking beautiful when you come.”

  That was all it took. Another insane orgasm exploded through her, and by the time it was finally done, Gina felt dizzy. Zach lifted her off him, and she had just enough time to realize he was still hard as a rock before he held a bottle of water to her lips. She had no idea where it had come from, but she really needed it.

  “Drink this, hon. You’re about to pass out.”

  Had he just called her “hon”? She drank the entire bottle, and then he told her to sit on the edge of the deck. He stepped out of the tub, and when he returned he carried what looked like a cushion that you might put on a patio lounge chair. “Lie prone on this, Gina. And by the way, your safewords apply from this point on. Do you remember what they are?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Did she? She didn’t know her own name right now. She heard a condom wrapper open, and then what must have been his finger slipped into her asshole again, only this time he’d covered it in lube.

  “This is just like last night right now,” he said. “Does it feel good, Gina?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Everything he did to her felt good, including the spankings. He moved his finger in and out a bit, and Gina took deep breaths. When he began to massage the side of her left breast as well, she moaned softly. How did he do that? She was exhausted and yet here he was, with such simple gestures, getting her all worked up again.

  Zach pulled his finger out, and when he inserted something into her anus again it felt much larger. It stung a bit at first, but soon she became used to the fullness. A peaceful feeling spread through her limbs, as though she were floating on top of a cushion in the water right now, rather than merely lying on one. She relaxed further into the pad beneath her body.

  “Gina, that was two fingers. Now I’m going to insert my cock. Just try and relax your muscles, all right?”

  “All right, Sir. I’m ready.” She was. There was no fear at all. She wanted this. She heard him put on the condom, and then his fingers were in her again, filling her with lube. When he started to slide his dick inside, he did so carefully and gently. The gesture nearly brought tears to her eyes. Zach Kincaid wasn’t a man she’d ever pictured being kind or gentle, and yet he was both.

  Gina was overcome with emotion as he slipped his cock farther into her asshole. It felt more incredible than she’d ever imagined, and she was panting and moaning softly by the time he started thrusting. He moved slowly, and without the force he’d used inside her pussy. Tears stung her eyes, but not from pain. She was having a difficult time controlling her thoughts. They were all mixed up with her prior perceptions of him, and with everything he and Harrison had done to her last night. Her emotions felt raw, and she wasn’t sure what to do with all that, so Gina finally did something that was foreign to her. She stopped trying to analyze it and just gave in.

  “Are you all right, Gina?”

  “Yes, Sir. Just overwhelmed. It’s so fucking fantastic.”

  He chuckled softly, but it wasn’t a derisive laugh. “Yes, hon. It is fucking fantastic. You’re fucking fantastic.”

  His thrusting increased, but it didn’t hurt. Gina loved it. She hoped he was going to come because she wanted this to be pleasurable for him as well. When he did, he cried out loudly and thrust quick and a bit rough, but he still didn’t hurt her. After he pulled out, he tore off his condom and collapsed over her back for a few minutes, panting hard. “Gina, thank you.”

  Zach helped her stand up, and then surprised her by also helping to clean her up. She was touched by his tenderness today. After he was done, he turned off the water and led her to his bed. He cradled her in his lap, stroking her hair and back. “Did you enjoy that? Tell me the truth.”

  “Yes, Zach. I really did.” She put a hand to her mouth as she realized her mistake, but he merely pulled her closer.

  “You may call me by my name, Gina. It’s all right. I’m glad you enjoyed that. We’ll have to let Harrison know about this so next time you’re with both of us, we can try one dick in your ass and one in your pussy.” He pulled away to look into her eyes. “What do you think? Would you like that?”

  “Yes. I think I would.” Gina wasn’t sure she’d be able to refuse him anything ever again. She wasn’t even sure she wanted to. She was in deep, deep trouble here, and she didn’t even care. In fact, she absolutely loved it.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Monday morning, Gina walked into the warehouse feeling better about being there than she had since they’d finally come back to work three weeks earlier. If anyone noticed an extra spring in her step or the almost constant smile on her face, they didn’t say anything. Everyone was talking about the fire, at any rate.

  Gina almost always had to attend the Monday morning meeting with Bernie, the councilpersons, and occasionally other city officials, and this morning was no different. She had about ten minutes alone in the conference room before the meeting started, and she spent it talking to Harrison, who had called to tell her how much he missed her, and that he wished he could have spent yesterday with her.

  “Want to have lunch?” he asked.

  “Don’t you need to sleep? You said you worked sixteen hours yesterday. You must be exhausted.”

  “I’m all right. I don’t go back until tomorrow night. I miss you.”

  “I miss you, too, Harrison.” She really did. They needed to talk just as she and Zach had done.

  “I’ll see you at Nan’s about noon, then?”

  “I’ll be there.”

  Zach walked in just as she disconnected the call with Harrison, and Gina’s first impulse was to run into his arms, but she contented herself with a smile. “Good morning.” She’d left his bed less than two hours ago, so it almost seemed silly to say it.

  “How are you today, Miss Santori?”

  She giggled. “Just fine, Mr. Kincaid. And you?”

  “It’s Monday, but the sight of you makes that all better.” He glanced over his shoulder, and then he crossed the room and kissed her. It was a quick kiss, full of passion and lust, and just as he winked then stepped away to take a seat at the table, the rest of their coworkers began to file in. Gina didn’t even have time to recover and she was forced to sit down and pretend to be interested in everything the others had to say.

  Her mind wandered to yesterday, when she and Zach had spent the remainder of the day curled up in his big bed, watching old movies and playing card games. He tried to teach her how to play poker, but Gina had always been hopeles
s at it, and time hadn’t changed that.

  They fell asleep at one point, and when they woke, Zach had finally shown her the erotic drawings he’d sketched of her. Gina had begged him to let her keep them, but he’d refused. He’d told her he wanted to take them out and drool over them when she wasn’t around.

  One especially had been eerily reminiscent of what they’d both done to her Saturday night at Maddox’s club, so much so that she found it difficult to believe he’d actually drawn it before they’d gone. The rest depicted similar themes of Gina in bondage and getting her ass spanked, flogged, or paddled.

  So much had happened in just over a week since the night Cherilyn had been kidnapped by Jay Nichols that Gina found it difficult to comprehend. She kept glancing sideways at Zach, and every so often she’d catch him looking at her. They’d have to be careful or someone would notice. At least this morning all conversation was focused on the fire, and so the chance of anyone paying much attention to her and Zach as they stole glances at each other was lessened.

  The meeting broke up earlier than usual because Bernie’s cell phone kept interrupting him. He seemed uncharacteristically distracted this morning, but Gina didn’t give a shit what was taking his attention away. She was simply grateful to get out of the room. Zach gave her a long, meaningful glance and then walked toward the row of storage rooms they’d set up against one wall. Gina followed, stopping to say hello to various people along the way, so that anyone watching her would assume she was simply doing what she did every day.

  She saw Zach walk into one of the rooms and close the door behind him, after making sure Gina noticed which one he’d entered. As soon as she was able to tear herself away from the conversation she was in, she went into the same room, hoping no one had been paying enough attention to notice.

  Zach pushed her up against the door and flipped off the light switch. Gina moaned out loud as he fastened his mouth on hers, kissing her like he hadn’t seen her in ten years. She wrapped one leg around his thigh, wondering if they could get away with a quickie in this room. It was madness, of course. She’d be fired and Bernie would demand Zach’s resignation if they were caught, but just the thought of it sent a rush of wetness to her panties.

  He pulled away and nuzzled her neck. “Gina…I can’t get enough of you. And the bitch of it is that I have meetings all fucking day.”

  “I can’t get enough of you either, Zach.”

  He flipped the light back on. “Will I see you later? Can we have dinner?”

  “I’d love that. Oh…but before I forget to tell you, Harrison called me this morning, right before you came into the meeting. We’re having lunch at Nan’s Place.”

  A quick flash of what Gina swore was jealousy stole over Zach’s face, but it was gone so quickly she wondered if she’d seen it at all. “Good. You two should spend time together.”

  “Zach, the three of us need to spend time together.”

  He sighed and pulled her close. “I know we do. Tell you what. Let’s all have dinner at my place tonight.” He released the embrace to look into her eyes. “Okay? Then we can bond.”

  “Zach, you’re upset, aren’t you?”

  The corners of his mouth turned up. “No, not upset. Yesterday was just so damn perfect, and I pretended I had you all to myself.”

  Guilt and confusion washed over Gina. How had she let this happen? Then she remembered that it hadn’t been entirely her doing. Harrison had agreed to let Zach be in the room with them at the club, and Zach had inserted himself into the scene. This had been a group decision, whether Zach and Harrison wanted to admit that or not.

  She gazed into his eyes, and tried to keep her voice from sounding bitchy or condescending. “I hate to point out the obvious, Sir, but you made the decision to make this a ménage when you picked up the flogger Saturday night and began to use it on me.”

  He narrowed his eyes, but he was also trying not to smile. Then he gave her left ass cheek a good hard smack, but again Gina could tell it was good-natured. “Okay, sub. You’re right. I can’t argue with that. Dinner tonight. We’ll cook together, we’ll talk, we’ll fuck a little, or a lot, and we’ll figure this out.”

  Gina laughed. “It’s a deal.”

  * * * *

  Harrison was already waiting for her in Nan’s Place when Gina arrived. He stood up and waved to her. As she slid into the booth opposite him, she gave him a big smile and enjoyed the way her nipples tingled at the sight of his handsome face. She’d really missed him.

  He took her hands and squeezed them. “Gina, I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve looked into your eyes. I hated not being able to see you yesterday.”

  “I hated it, too, Harrison. Did you hear from Zach? He wants us both to have dinner at his place tonight, so we can all spend time together.”

  The light went out of his eyes, and once again Gina wondered how the hell they were ever going to make this work, or if they would be able to at all.

  “He texted me a few minutes ago.” Harrison glanced around quickly, leaned forward, and lowered his voice. “I take it you spent yesterday with him?”

  Gina nodded. “I did. Harrison, I’m very confused about this. That’s why I think it’s important we all spend time together. You and Zach need to figure out if you want this as much as I do.”

  He nodded several times. “Okay. I know. You’re right.”

  “But right now, let’s enjoy lunch, okay?” She stroked his forearm. “I’m so happy to be here with you.” The smile that lit up his face helped calm her nerves a bit. “Tell me about the fire. Any leads yet on what happened?”

  He shook his head. “It’s not looking good, Gina. Storm said it was a homemade bomb, not accelerant. It caused a small explosion, and it’s a miracle none of the other buildings were involved. If it hadn’t been for the fact that Cathie Snyder had been in her shop, surveying the progress on the rebuilding, it might have burned for much longer before anyone spotted it.”

  A shiver ran through Gina. “What was she doing there to begin with? No one is supposed to be walking through the buildings while they’re under repair.”

  Harrison rolled his eyes. “I know. But how could I fault her for it, you know? It was pure dumb luck that she chose to ignore our warnings and poke around anyway.”

  Gina opened her mouth to ask another question but stopped when their server came over to take their orders. After they ordered and she left, Gina lowered her voice. “How was it set off? Timer or remote control?”

  Harrison frowned as his face clouded over with worry. “Remote.”

  “That’s even worse, you know?”

  He nodded. “I agree. That means the person who detonated it might have been sitting there watching all of us the entire time.”

  “Who would do this? And why?”

  He shrugged. “Why does anything like this happen? Why did a tornado wipe out the two most historic streets in Racy? But if anyone can find the person behind all this, Storm can. The man is part bloodhound, I swear it.”

  “Is the police force helping him? Maybe it’s someone with a grudge against Claude? It was his store that was targeted.”

  Harrison averted his gaze for a second. “Sean and Chad are all over that. Even Sylvia has been questioned.”

  His mentioning Sylvia brought back memories of yesterday morning. “I saw her talking to you.”

  He snapped his gaze to her face. “You were there?”

  “I came downtown with Zach after you left my place.”

  “I didn’t realize that.”

  “You were working. Unlike some people, I know better than to bother a cop when he’s trying to hold back a crowd.”

  Harrison grinned at her. “But you have no qualms about storming into a police station during a tornado warning.”

  “Oh, ha-ha. That’s so funny, Harrison.”

  “That’s ‘Sarge’ to you,” he said softly.

  Gina squirmed in her seat. “Am I supposed to call you that in public as well?” />
  “If I ask you to, yes.”

  “I need a rule book. I can’t keep up with all this.”

  Their server brought their drinks, and after she left Harrison gave Gina a sly grin. “But I suspect your comment about people bothering cops was directed more at Sylvia than anything.”

  “Should I be jealous of her, Harrison?”

  He shook his head. “No reason to be, Gina. In all seriousness, she’s moved on and so have I.”

  A quick shadow of pain crossed his face, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he truly had moved on. Olivia painted a slightly different picture. He may have moved on in terms of no longer caring about Sylvia, but he’d been badly hurt by what she’d done to him. Did he view this the same way? Did her time spent with Zach cause pain for Harrison? That was the last thing Gina wanted.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Harrison picked up Gina once she was home from work and drove her to Zach’s place. As they pulled into the circular drive, Harrison whistled. “Nice.”

  “I think he must come from money, you know? Councilmen don’t make enough for him to be able to afford this house.”

  Harrison gave her a sideways glance. “You don’t know that about him?”

  “I never asked. I know his father owns the drugstore downtown and Adison Kincaid is his cousin, but I don’t know anything else about his family.”

  “This is probably a good idea then, isn’t it, Gina? You don’t know him very well.”

  He parked the car and she turned in her seat to face him. “Harrison, I don’t feel like I know either of you very well. Saturday night was incredible. Don’t think for a minute that I didn’t enjoy every second of it. But when I really stop and think about the amount of complete trust I placed in both of you, I get a bit freaked out. I know you two would never intentionally hurt me, but obviously the better we get to know each other, the more enjoyable this will be for all of us, not just for me.”