Cassie smiled at the adorable couple curled up together on the couch. “If only they’d invited me in the locker room, I’d be better at this sort of sexual gymnastics.”
“I think you’re a natural.” Ham moved in to give her a quick kiss. “But I’ve got to go to the firehouse. See you guys tomorrow.”
When a door closed upstairs, Cassie sat on the couch. “Should I take that personally?”
Dom shook his head and seemed to truly relax for the first time. “No, Ham is work obsessed. Sorry but you’re down to three men for dinner. Might as well stay since you made dessert.” He nodded to her apple pie.
Shrugging, she could be flexible but she wanted to challenge Dom. “Three guys. If you step up your game, Dominic, I think I’ll be content for now.”
* * * *
“You like her.” Monty elbowed his brother as they set the table for dinner.
Dom enjoyed the play without commitments of the party and loved that he had a close family, but sometimes, they knew him too well. “I’ve always liked her. If she stayed home for more than a month at a time, I might get to know her even better.”
They kept their voices low.
Cassie had ducked into the washroom to dress and freshen up. Truthfully, Dom liked her naked and rumpled. The wavy, light-brown hair teased her shoulders. Her curves were perfect—no fake implants and she wasn’t some skeleton either.
“Maybe she just needs a reason to stay?” Alex suggested.
“Don’t.” Dom knew a meddling plan when he saw that glint in Alex’s eyes. He and Monty both liked to match make and interfere since they’d found their perfect mate. True love with hot sex did exist. It gave Dom hope, but those two now were determined to get Dom matched up so they had a woman around all the time. Ham’s kink was more challenging to find a fit for.
“What?” Monty asked innocently. “We like her. Cassie was Alex’s first kiss.”
Cassie walked out looking pretty and pulled together. “I was? How sweet!”
Alex feigned shock. “I wasn’t your first kiss?”
“We were ten. I had my first kiss at eight. Neil.” She walked over to the table. “Can I help?”
“All done.” Monty pulled out a chair. “Sit. Neil? The guy married to Kitty and they’re with Violet Ann?”
“That’s him. No wonder he went after Kitty. At least, now, I know why Kitty and Violet Ann stopped inviting me to their sleepovers. They really are into each other.” She put her napkin in her lap.
Monty began dishing out food.
“Very much into each other. Sometimes, Neil just watches them. Those three are popular, and they don’t share unless you go in for all of what they want,” Alex said.
“They stick to that trio?” she asked.
Dom nodded. “Mostly, yes. Plenty of people don’t like to trade partners. They want to be seen and see others. The sexual energy is contagious. You’d enjoy it.”
“I did. Last night was engrossing. It makes sense you started it.” She poked Alex’s arm. “The multicultural thing was visually arousing. Especially to a photographer’s eye.”
“You didn’t have a camera last night?” Dom asked.
“No.” She blushed. “I’d never invade people’s privacy. After the oil spill and Katrina, it’s just nice to see something positive and happy.”
“Everyone goes home happy.” Monty grinned.
“You’re staying for a while?” Alex asked.
Dom kicked Alex under the table. Alex grimaced but ignored the hint.
“I need a break to clear my head and pick a new project. I have so many I want to do then something comes up. So we’ll see.” She dug in for seconds. “This food is great!”
“Monty’s a great cook,” Alex bragged. “Stick around, and we’ll spoil you rotten.”
“I thought the party was only monthly.” She looked eager for more but didn’t want to be the slut. Dom knew that look, desire but uncertainty.
“Monthly for all. Private parties are whenever we want,” Alex said. “We should give you an open door invite.”
“We do have to work. She could keep us busy for a week solid,” Dom teased.
Cassie threw him a smoldering glance. “Don’t underestimate me. I could keep you busy until the next party.”
Alex cleared the table and leaned over Cassie. “Sounds good to me. We’ll figure it out. Just promise me you’ll stop by for breakfast or stay over.” He winked at Dom over her head.
Monty put the leftovers away and wrapped his arms around Alex’s waist. “Time for some one-on-one attention.”
“Good night.” Cassie smiled as the two men went upstairs. “They’re so cute. I should go. Thanks for dinner.”
Standing, Dom tried to think of an excuse to keep her around. He lacked Monty’s easygoing nature. Even Ham had better small talk skills. Dom was a loner despite surrounding himself with family. “What about your pie?”
She turned with her hand on her hip and a smirk on her face. “Is that a come on?”
He moved in closer, only inches from her now so he could smell the hint of jasmine from her perfume. “I meant the apple pie you baked us. But you’re very welcome to stay the night. It must be lonely at your place all alone.” He tucked a stray curl behind her ear.
She nodded. “Must be lonely when those two go into men only mode.”
The ceiling shook, and muffled voices followed. Cassie’s smile lit up the dusky night.
Dom sighed. “Those two are very into each other. And you. That’s what drove them upstairs.”
“Me?” She frowned.
“They’re into you. Not just for the sex—they like you. I could see it.”
“That’s a problem so they want to be alone?” she asked.
He shrugged. “No, not a problem. It’s a relationship. They just need to prove to each other that they put each other first. They’re not insecure. They just need to have their alone time. Sometimes at unexpected times.”
“They’re very lucky. You think you know everyone and everything in a small town, but it’s hard to find what Alex and Monty have.” She looked him in the eye. “I never expected a sex party next door.”
“So stay and see how normal we are. Spend some time with the guys next door. Keep me warm tonight.” He held out a hand.
“You held back before, and now, you want to cuddle? Sure you’re not crazy for Alex, too, and out to make him happy?” She pressed her body to his, ignoring his hand.
His cock stirred. “I have no interest in men. But I don’t want to give you time to have second thoughts. You like this. Now, you’re trying to bait me.”
Cassie looked down and back up at him with an innocent pout. “Not at all. Spooning sounds good. But don’t think for a minute you guys wore me out. It was my first group experience, but I needed it. I like a challenge.”
“Need to run home for anything before I lock up?” Dom was certain she’d just issued him a challenge, but he’d let her wonder for now.
“No, I’m good. I travel light.” She waited while he closed the windows and locked the doors.
Dom grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs and into his room, which was luckily on the opposite end of the second floor from Monty and Alex’s room.
“Make yourself comfortable.” He pulled the comforter down.
“It’s a little early for bed, but I can’t think of anything I’d rather do right now.” She stepped out of her shoes and shimmied out of her dress.
He couldn’t help but stare as she kept going and let the flimsy bra then the gauzy panties fall. Tugging off his shirt, his eyes went right back to her naked body sitting primly on his bed.
Cassie’s inquisitive eyes watched him with interest. Barefoot, Dom unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down along with his boxers. Her smile got bigger when his cock was exposed.
“You just want to cuddle?” she asked.
“I can control myself.” He sat on the crisp blue sheets.
Cassie eased back onto
the pillows and turned on her side. Her lush ass taunted him as she yawned. “Good for you.”
All the things he wanted to do to her flooded his brain. Sharing her more with his brothers was on his list. She was so beautiful surrounded by their muscle and glowing with pleasure. But having her to himself pushed his desire to another level. Dom slid up behind her. His cock pressed to her firm ass.
She snuggled back to him, completely at ease.
This was a remarkable woman. The oil spill…Katrina… He’d seen all her photos on the town website. The things she’d seen firsthand.
“Tell me about your ideas. Those happy photos you want to take.” His arm slipped around her.
“It’s nothing much. Things always seem happier here. Like your party. So stunning.”
“You’re wild.” He cupped one breast and felt the nipple pucker against his palm.
“I’m serious. The color and tone contrasts of skin. Even you to Monty. Monty and Alex. They’d be perfect. Interracial, small-town, gay couple. The chemistry they have is so deep and electric.” She shifted and her ass rubbed his cock.
Dom groaned. “I’m sure they’d let you do anything you want and take pictures.” He liked how she viewed their parties. Not a pure sex free-for-all. Artistic and freeing. “No one can find out about the parties unless we trust them. Some in town might have an issue.”
She nodded. “It’s amazing everyone doesn’t know. Secrets are hard to keep, but this is worth it.”
“People enjoy it so much they’d rather keep quiet than have any chance that it’d be shut down.” He kissed her neck then her hair. “You’d love it. Even if you just watched.”
“Watching I can do. How can the people be so exposed?” She shook her head.
Dom eased back, and she stayed with him. He slid out of the way, and she was on her back. He pinned her thigh with his knee and her torso with an arm. “You did pretty good with us watching you. You’re beautiful in full orgasm.”
Her cheeks went red. “Not the rest of the time?”
“Let’s see. I need some comparison.” Dipping his head to sample her breasts, he grinned at her baiting. She was lonely, like him. No wonder she turned him on so much. They understood each other. There was no loneliness with her in the room.
Dom slid an index finger between her pussy lips. Tormenting her clit, he watched her hips rise and her back arch. Cassie’s soft hand pulled his face to her and kissed him deeply. All five fingers worked her pussy as she opened for him. Wet and swollen, Cassie’s cunt responded to him immediately.
Rubbing her clit with his thumb, he felt her resist the building release.
“Fuck me,” she said.
“Later. Maybe. I need to get you in a more snuggly mood.”
She smiled. “I need to be close and come hard,” she admitted.
“I’m right here,” he whispered in her ear.
Her hands clung to his shoulders as he pinched her clit and watched her tremble.
“Come for me now, and I’ll keep you coming all night,” he promised.
Her nails dug into Dom back as she bit her lip. He felt it in her pussy, the shaking, the lifting, and her climax took her.
“Dominic,” she gasped.
Her moans and shrieks continued as he fingered her pussy.
“Too much.” She licked her lips and shuddered, still clinging to him.
Dom slid his finger off her clit but kept playing with her inner folds and entrance. “I’ll make you come again and again.”
“Fuck me now, and I’ll come as much as you want. As long as you come, too,” she demanded.
He claimed her mouth with his as he reached for a condom. As much as he wanted to draw it out, he was raised a southern gentlemen. A lady gets her way, and her needs came first. His cock was in complete agreement with his gentlemanly side.
Latex on, he shifted to rest on top of her. “Sure one will be enough?”
“God, yes.” She held him tight. “For now.”
He chuckled as he slid in her. “Now, you need to keep me happy.”
Cassie opened her legs fully and lifted to meet his strokes. “I knew I could do better than a pie.”
Smiling against her mouth, he kissed her and drove into her cunt again and again. She returned the kiss, nipping at his lips until her body snapped up repeatedly for more. The spasms took over, and he ground to her as her release took over. She froze with a silent scream as her eyes rolled back in her head. Dom enjoyed every delicious contraction around his cock.
Finally, she breathed hard, her breasts rising and falling against him.
“Better?” he asked.
“More. Don’t stop.” She licked his chin and kept going to his lips until he caught her in a kiss.
She deepened it fast, and Dom fucked her harder. Cassie moaned and wrapped all her limbs around him, giving in fully. He got the message, taking her deeply until he felt her body tightened and opened. Her screams filled the room as she called for more. He obliged, fucking faster until his release took him with a shock of pleasure.
Now, he trembled in her arms. Her soft lips caressed his shoulders, and her fingers skimmed along his shoulders. “Hard enough?” he asked.
“Hard enough. I’ll never have enough.” Her pussy squeezed his cock still deep in her.
He’d never have enough of her, either. At the moment, he planned to keep her naked and pinned in bed forever. No chance for her to run off to work again. She had work to do here.
Chapter Three
It was the most vivid dream she’d ever had—lying there spooning a sexy hunk of a man. She didn’t want to wake up, but when Cassie stretched, it was real. The events flooded back to her. Things like that didn’t happen to her, not to behind-the-camera types who didn’t go looking for it. But here she was.
After slipping from the bed, she found the bathroom. She used the facilities then splashed a little cold water on her face and inspected her reflection. She tamed her skewed waves and realized she felt no shame or guilt. She’d had sex with four men, and it wasn’t weird. Hell, she wanted more of them!
With as much traveling as she’d done, Cassie knew people thought her worldly and more experienced. She’d had plenty of one-night-stands, but this was a new level of sex. And just next door.
Tiptoeing back to bed, she lifted the sheet, and Dom reached for her. “I thought you might be heading home with a case of regret.” He pulled her to him.
She pressed close and rested her head on his shoulder. “No. But feel free to kick me out if I overstay my welcome. It’s not far.” It never occurred to her to leave.
“That won’t happen. Those two down the hall are smitten.” He kissed her forehead. “So tell me more about this idea for pictures. Multicultural groups.”
“You don’t want to hear about that.” She teased his nipples.
He grabbed her hand. “I asked, didn’t I?”
“Well, it’s still forming. Race isn’t a big deal in relationships much anymore. Sure there are cultural differences, but few outside of Louisiana know a Cajun from a Creole. It’s just labels and history. We’re all southern. But what if I did a photo spread of interracial people in the throes of passion? The beauty and love of it. Like Monty and Alex. It’s a positive after all the bad Louisiana has endured.”
“Sure you don’t get off on it?” he asked.
She pondered it for a minute. “The visual contrast is hot, but it’s not a racial thing. I could tan until my skin is as bronze as Alex’s. I could paint you pink like an Easter egg and you’d still be sexy as hell. Women would still want you. The beauty of all our bodies is the uniqueness. That’s my point.”
“I like it. Deep and sweet. You believe in it. That’d be a winner. But I think it’ll be hot, too.” He stroked her breast. “You want to take pictures of Alex and Monty?”
Cassie pressed her pussy to his hip and rubbed her breasts to him. “We’ll see. I have to find my angle first. The arc. But a photo shoot would help.” She wanted pictu
res of her and Dom, but it was too soon. Too bold. “I wouldn’t use their faces.”
A noise came from the hall and continued down the stairs. Cassie tensed, but Dom’s strong presence made her relax. Living alone, she was always a little on guard, but with four men living in the house, she couldn’t get jumpy. “Ham?”
“Maybe. Too early. Probably Alex and Monty going for a midnight snack. We better go down if we want a slice of your pie.” Dom pulled the sheet away and rolled out of bed.
“We don’t have to go. I don’t want to interrupt them.” Watching two men sounded sexy, but if it ruined their fun, she didn’t want to intrude.
“They take food and sex seriously. If they’re in the kitchen, it’s about food. They can have sex in their room.” Dom slid on boxers and handed her a Saints T-shirt.
She shrugged it on, and it hung to her knees. But it was fresher than her crumpled yellow sundress and more casual. Cassie reached for the door, and Dom grabbed her waist.
“One thing,” he said.
“What?” She turned her head.
Dom took possession of her mouth like one of those old movies when the woman fainted after the kiss. She kissed him back and felt her juices flow as the passion built. Then he broke the kiss, opened the door and headed out, leaving Cassie stifling a moan. The last thing she wanted was food when there were three hot men to play with.
Following him, Cassie smelled the warm apples and cinnamon filling the air. As they entered the kitchen, she saw Monty pulling two slices out of the microwave.
“Any left for us?” Dom asked.
“Plenty. Didn’t mean to wake you.” Alex winked.
“You didn’t. Smells good.” Dom inspected the remaining pastry. “Lots of cinnamon.”
“It is good.” Alex waited for another bite as Monty added a dab of vanilla ice cream.
“Want some?” Monty asked.
“I’ll get it.” Cassie waved off the men waiting on her. Her family was old fashioned—Cajun on her mom’s side. Men fetching their own stuff was one thing, but waiting on women in a group setting would shock some of her relations.
“You’re a guest.” Dom pushed her back until she landed in Alex’s lap. “You don’t lift a finger.”
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