Using the hand behind her neck, he pulled Sinclair toward him until her front was pressed full length against his. By the widening of her eyes, he knew she could feel the erection filling the front of his leathers. “Uh-huh. Go get two beers and a white wine while I talk to my girl.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Chapter 7
Sinclair didn’t hear the other man walk away, but knew he did when Jackson dropped his hands to cover her ass, pulled her up on her toes and kissed her. Though she wasn’t sure, she had a feeling she knew exactly what he was planning for their evening.
“Did you remember our conversation about having a third join us?” he asked softly when he finally released her lips.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered. Yep, just what you thought.
“Would you like that to happen tonight? Or would prefer just the two of us go upstairs and play?”
Sinclair blinked and looked deep into the blue eyes she often dreamt about. He looked excited but wary at the same time. How could she deny him? He’d already taken them this far into the fantasy that had turned them both on. Though she would rather go home to her own bed and snuggle with him, she would brave it out.
“Whatever you prefer,” she finally said, dropping her gaze to his throat.
She jumped when he popped her left ass cheek. Looking up, she found him frowning down at her.
“That’s not what I asked you. Do you want to try a threesome with Toby? We won’t do anything you don’t want. Even though I’m the Dom tonight, you’ll be in charge all the way, sunshine.”
Sinclair bit her lip and shifted against the fullness pressing into her belly. “I don’t want him to, ah, fuck me,” she finally answered as ripples of need shot through her and her face began to burn with embarrassment. She’d never talked like this with anyone but Jackson. “But we could play, maybe he could eat me while you hold me and play with the girls like we talked about?”
“Mmmm, that sounds like a very good solution, sunshine. Thank you,” he said. He leaned down and licked his way past her lips and deep into her mouth in another of the mind-blanking French kisses he did so well.
“Uh, no problem. Sir,” she managed as he hugged her tight. God, she loved his hugs.
When he released her, it took a moment to find her balance. Once she did, she turned and found Toby had returned with two bottles of beer in one hand and a glass of white wine in the other. He stood with his head down, as a proper submissive should.
“Very good, Toby. Now, the question for you is, would you be interested in helping me drive my girl completely out of her mind?”
Toby lifted his head and looked from Jackson to Sinclair and back again. Then he smiled. “Yes, Master J, I’d like that very much.”
“There’s only one condition,” Jackson said. “What happens in that room stays in that room. You will speak of this to no one. Ever.”
Toby nodded. “Of course, Sir.”
“Good. Sunshine, go up those stairs and wait for us at the top. I need to talk to Toby for just a minute,” Jackson said, pointing to the staircase in the corner that led to the second-floor balcony.
Sunshine looked at him with wide eyes. After swallowing hard, she nodded. “Yes, Sir,” she said then turned and walked away, her hips swaying just enough to do enticing things under her soft, flowy dress.
“You will not fuck her,” Jackson said, never taking his eyes off her retreating backside. “There’s a couple of things I want to try, if you’re willing to help.”
“Anything you want, Sir.”
“First off, you will not fuck her. We’ll start by playing with those luscious tits. You stay on your side. When I say ‘down,’ the line of demarcation changes from left and right to up and down. Your half will be below the waist.”
“Which is why I needed to have a talented tongue,” Toby guessed.
“Yep. Sunshine has a problem with letting down her barriers. Tonight we are not only going to lower them, we are going to blow the damn things up. There’s one other thing—at some point after we’ve got her wobbly and relaxed, I want you to pull her on top of you, head to tail. When she gets comfortable in that position I’ll tap your shoulder and I want you to wrap your arms around her middle and hold on tight. If you need to come, do so, but you’ll have to ask her where she wants it.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Once Jackson was certain that he and Toby were on the same page in regards to giving Sinclair a night she would never forget, they crossed the room and headed up the stairs to join her. He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close to kiss her temple, then motioned Toby to follow. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a key. Glancing at the number on the fob, he guided her halfway down the walkway to the proper door and handed her the key.
“Open it, sunshine,” he said as he stepped up behind her.
He watched as Sinclair’s hand shook with nerves. Would she be able to go through with this?
“Stop thinking so hard,” Jackson whispered. He parted her hair then brushed his mustache across the back of her neck as his hands came around to cup her breasts through her dress.
* * * *
Shivers of pure lust knocked all thought away. She leaned back against him when her knees threatened to give out.
“Open the damn door or you’ll be getting the experience of sex with two men in front of an audience.”
The dark-voiced threat sounded only half serious, but Sinclair wasn’t taking any chances. Taking a deep breath, which only pressed her tight swollen nipples deeper into his palms, she steadied her hand and after two more tries, finally slid the key into the lock and turned it. As soon as the door opened, Jackson pressed her forward inside.
“Lock the door, Toby. Then get naked,” Jackson ordered.
“Yes, Sir.”
Sinclair watched with amazement as the other man put down their drinks and did exactly as he was told. Once his jeans were off, folded neatly, and laid on the dresser, he knelt near the door with his head bent forward to stare at the carpet two feet in front of his knees.
She tried not to stare at his body, but the half-inflated cock that hung between his thighs was impressive. Not as big as Jackson’s, but still bigger than any other man she’d ever been with. His physique wasn’t as impressive as her man’s either, but he fit the bill of a good-looking man who she might be able to relax around. If only she could relax around Master Jackson.
“Sunshine?” Jackson asked. He stripped off his vest, then walked to a large club chair in the corner and sat down.
She swallowed and thought about the correct response a second before answering. “Yes, Sir?”
“Come here, babe.”
Tearing her gaze away from the naked sub in the corner, Sinclair forced herself to cross the distance to the chair. She felt a bead of sweat roll down between her shoulder blades, though the room’s temperature actually felt cool. She stopped an arm’s length from the chair.
“Take off your dress and then undress me.” Without taking his gaze from hers, he said, “Toby, you can relax. This is going to be different than the other scenes you’ve taken part in.”
“Yes, Sir,” the man said.
“Okay, sunshine. It’s your turn,” Jackson said.
His sexy grin and the lift of one eyebrow challenged her, while the warm heat of his eyes gave her the confidence she needed. Without hesitation, she reached down and grabbed the skirt of her dress, pulled it over her head, and dropped it to the floor.
Jackson’s eyes slowly dropped, taking in her overly-generous breasts and curves before looking past her. “What do you think, Toby? Isn’t my sunshine beautiful?”
“She certainly is from this side, Sir,” the sub responded, sounding a little breathless.
“Turn around and show Toby the whole package,” Jackson said, his voice deep and dark, sending shivers of renewed need through her.
How could she be so turned on already?
Turning slowly, Sinclair found the submissive sitting
on the floor in the corner, his legs crossed and his hands folded in his lap, hiding his erection.
“Oh, wow,” he said as his eyes traced up and down her body several times. “You’re gorgeous!”
His words and expression of hunger went a long way to calm the nerves she hadn’t realized were jangling until now.
“Uh, thank you,” she said, turning back to face Jackson.
“Your foot, Sir?”
It took a few minutes, but she strong-armed his boots off. He stood and she peeled his leathers down his legs and helped him step out of them. Then, still kneeling, she leaned forward and kissed the head of the cock that had become an addiction.
He took a half step back out of her reach. “Ah ah,” he said, bending and sliding his arms under her arm and lifting her to her feet. “This is about making you crazy, not me. Toby, why don’t you bring the drinks and join us on the bed.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Once they were all sitting on the bed with Sinclair in the middle, Toby opened one of the beers and handed it to Jackson, then offered Sinclair the glass of wine.
“I know you two aren’t into the lifestyle and seem to fit well together,” Toby said, then took a long drink from his beer, “and you seem really into one another.” He hesitated until they both nodded. “So why am I here?”
Sinclair glanced at Jackson, who was staring at her as if asking, how much do you want him to know? She hitched one shoulder in response and turned her attention to her wine.
Lacing his fingers through hers, Jackson lifted her hand and kissed the back before answering. “We’ve been talking about trying a threesome. But it needs to be a no-strings evening of playing with sunshine, enjoying her responses, and driving her completely out of her mind.”
Toby nodded as he took another drink. “Sounds like fun. What are the boundaries?”
“Your focus is on sunshine and sunshine only, and only with your talented mouth and hands. When I tell you to leave, you do so with all due haste. Those are my rules,” Jackson said. “Sunshine, do you have anything to add?”
“I don’t think so,” she said, staring hard at her lap.
“Do you have a safe word?” Toby asked.
Sinclair shook her head. “Never needed one before.”
“What’s a safe word?” Jackson asked.
“Red is the club’s safe word. If anything hurts or is too much to deal with, either physically or emotionally, say ‘red’ and everything stops,” Toby explained.
Jackson nodded. “Smart.”
“A basic of the lifestyle,” Toby said. “But I think, given this unique situation, sunshine might need one as well. Is red okay, or do you want to come up with your own?” he asked Sinclair, then drained the last of his beer.
“Red is fine.”
“Okay, safe word is red. How do you want to start?”
Sinclair looked at Toby then they both turned to Jackson. He smiled and her insides shivered at the devilish look in his eyes.
“I think that while I sit here finishing my beer, you two should kiss and get better acquainted.”
“You won’t mind?” Sinclair couldn’t help but ask.
Jackson shook his head. “Babe, I think it would be damn sexy to watch you kiss him, then kiss me.”
He then leaned in and kissed her long and deep. As soon as he released her, Toby leaned in and took his turn.
“Close your eyes, sunshine,” Jackson whispered in her ear as Toby proved his claim true. “Relax. Let us love on you like you’ve never been loved before.”
Sinclair opened her eyes and looked at him out of the corner of one eye. He looked so sexy and aroused as he watched Toby. The other man’s lips left hers and kissed across to her cheek to her ear. He traced the shell with the tip of his tongue before nibbling at the lobe.
Her eyes closed when Jackson began kissing and nibbling his way across her opposite shoulder. Someone’s hand traced a spiraling pattern up her back and under her hair to caress the back of her neck.
She moaned as the fire low in her belly began to rage. It burned away all thoughts of everything except enjoying what these two men were doing to her.
Slowly, the men worked down her body, using hands and lips, teeth and tongues to arouse her even further. They helped her lay back and get comfortable on the bed even as they began to play with her tits and further down her body. Wrapping an arm around each man, she moaned as they lapped and nipped and suckled at her breasts.
“More,” she breathed as her hips began to shift, wanting, needing, demanding their attention as well.
Jackson chuckled, then said something. Though her befuddled brain could not process the word, it obviously meant something to Toby. He left her breast, then slowly worked his way down her body, kissing the freckles and tracing random patterns down her body until he reached her mons.
When all touch stopped, she made a whining sound of denial and opened her eyes to find Jackson hovering over her.
“Shhh, little one. We’ve not left you,” he assured her just before she wrapped one arm around his shoulders and pulled him down so she could kiss him.
As he shifted and brushed his fur-covered chest over one breast, she felt hands gently pushing her thighs apart. Knowing what was coming, she pulled her legs wide then bent her knees and planted her feet on the bed. She wanted Toby to have full access to the hot, itchy area in between.
Hot breath caressed her before a tongue licked from taint to entrance and all the way up to her clit then back down again. As he continued teasing and playing, Jackson eased away to lie down beside her.
“Is he good?” his deep voice rumbled softly as one hand stroked across her body and plucked at her wet, swollen nipples.
“Uh-huh,” Sinclair managed before Toby did something that sent her brain offline.
Jackson shifted her so that she rested against his chest and he could play with both breasts as he watched with her. “Let go, sunshine. You’re safe, baby. Let go and I’ll take care of everything,” he murmured in her ear.
Feeling like she’d run for hours, Sinclair began to pant as the orgasm gathered and demanded release. When Toby slid two fingers into her cunt, it exploded. She cried out as she grabbed Jackson’s arms, hoping his strength would keep her from completely flying away. She couldn’t fight the convulsions as her body fought for control.
Jackson continued to play with her tits as she murmured wordless praises. Toby lapped at the juices flowing from her as if they were nectar from the gods. All Sinclair could do was try to relax and enjoy.
The two men barely let her catch her breath before Jackson said something. He helped her roll to her side then snuggled in close behind her. Sinclair didn’t think she had the energy to hold her head, so she let them rearrange her as they would.
“Sunshine, would you like to suck Toby’s cock?”
“Mmmm, okay,” she murmured, opening her eyes and finding that the head of the offered cock was only inches from her lips. “But what about you?”
Jackson leaned down and brushed his mustache up and down the side of her neck and across her shoulder, sending shivers of renewed want through her. It didn’t matter that she’d already come more tonight with this man than she ever had in her life—her body wanted more.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m enjoying this as much as you are.”
“I doubt that. Oooo,” Sinclair snarked, then sucked a breath as he licked over a particularly sensitive spot.
Chapter 8
Jackson knew she didn’t believe him, but he spoke the truth. Seeing her pleasure filled his heart in a way he’d never felt before. Sure, his cock was hard and he couldn’t wait to join in the fun, but he also felt an intense contentment just sharing this experience with her.
What surprised him was he was also feeling a burning envy that Toby had seen his woman naked and was touching her. Though he’d masterminded this shared fantasy, all he really wanted was to kick the submissive man out of the room so they could be alone. Soon, he as
sured himself, soon you’ll be alone and can tell her the truth.
* * * *
The need to please grew in Sinclair and she parted her lips and took Toby’s cock in her mouth. He wasn’t as long or thick as Jackson, but sucking and licking and tasting him still fulfilled her giver’s spirit. Especially when she heard him suck a breath as she took him deep and swallowed on his length.
She was too busy to fight when Toby wrapped his arms around her and rolled them so he was on his back and she lay on top of him. Anxious for a moment that she might hurt him by lying full weight upon him, Sinclair shifted her legs so she knelt above him on her knees and one hand. With her other hand she took possession of his scrotum and played with his plum-sized balls, eliciting a moan from the man beneath her.
Then Toby wrapped strong arms around her back as she continued sucking at him, feeling him. His hips began to thrust up in response to her ministrations. She smiled when she felt his ball-sack pull up and his movements grow erratic.
“Gonna come,” he cried out, just as the first jet of cum splashed across her tongue. She continued sucking and swallowing as he came, then cleaned him gently before just holding him in her mouth as she felt her own orgasm building once again.
Then Jackson moved in behind her and the thick, blunt head of his cock pressed for entrance.
A dark foreboding shoved away her growing need as memories flashed through her brain.
She’d only had sex when her ex-husband had been drunk and angry, wanting to punish her for something that only he understood. She’d never found pleasure when he forced her, which was but one of the things that had led to the end of their marriage. Half the time he’d miss her pussy and fuck her ass without any preparation.
She’d shared her dislike with Jackson once, glossing over the reason. Though he’d teased about doing this exact act, she’d never expected him to go through with it.
All at once she was very afraid.
“Jackson?” She heard the fear in her voice as she tried to pull away. But Toby held her tight around the waist as Jackson slid fully into her sheath until his belly pressed against her ass.
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