by Layle Black
“Let’s sort one mystery at a time, Remy. Like you said, we have to trust her…even with our hearts.”
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Selene ended her call with Rafael, her mind in a quandary. She had just told him that she should be ready to leave by the end of the week. Her stomach lurched at the idea of leaving Jac and Remy. She sighed with irritation. Her life was turning into one of those sappy love songs where no one ended up happy in the end. Selene paced across the spacious living room, wishing with all her heart that her lovers were there. She wanted and needed the escapism she found in their arms. With Jac having gone to work and Remy out running errands, the big house felt cavernous and lonely. A slow burn of desire roiled low in her belly. Before her mind could melt down the sensual path she was heading the front door bell rang. Wondering who it could be Selene went to the door and opened the door without thinking. Shock and fear ratcheted through her when she saw who was standing there. Denny. Her mind scrambled for what she was going to do, where she was going to run? Before she could make a break for an escape route Denny stopped her. “Wait…now…wait, Selene. I...I am not here to make any trouble. I just needed to speak with you for a moment.” Selene didn’t know what caught her attention first, the fact that his words weren’t slurred from drink or because he wasn’t calling her some foul name.
“What are you doing here, Denny? I think you said everything you wanted to say at Aunt Felicity’s funeral. Besides…you wouldn’t happen to know who vandalized the house or set that damn fire, would you?” Selene didn’t bother hiding the sarcasm from her voice. She was damned mad and by this point she didn’t care who knew it.
Denny raised his hands in a defensive movement, as if warding her off.
“Now hold on, Selene, I don’t know anything about what has been happening at the house. I got cops picking me up for questioning and I am telling ‘um I’ve had nothing to do with that. You tell your boyfriend, the cop, to stop accusing me.” For the first time since he arrived he started to sound like the Denny she was used to. Angry. Well she was just as angry.
“First of all, Denny, you shouldn’t even be here. If Remy or Jac found you here there would be trouble.” Selene took some satisfaction in watching his eyes widen with fear.
“Jac and Remy huh?” Denny let out a derisive laugh. “You really are just like your mother.” Denny started to turn away but Selene wasn’t letting him go until she had some answers.
“What do you mean by that, Denny? You’ve thrown that in my face ever since I was young. Now I want to know what you meant by it.” Denny gave a derisive snort of distain, his eyes traveling over her as if she were a piece of trash.
“Your mother liked crowds too. She fell in with a couple of them from Clay Parish. How the hell do you think you got here? The fucking stork?” Suddenly Denny’s mouth clammed shut, a wary look in his eyes.
“Look…you just tell that sheriff of yours I had nothing to do with any damage to that fucking house.” He turned to leave, taking a stumbling step leading her to think he wasn’t as sober as she originally thought.
“Wait…Denny, do I have a relative in Clay Parish? I am asking you to please tell me.” For a moment a look flashed in his eyes that caught her by surprise. Remorse. Suddenly all of the fight seemed to drain out of him, leaving a tired old man in its wake.
“Look, Selene, your mother…your mother was…she was… Ah fuck! I loved her, you know. I mean really loved her. I know she didn’t love me like I loved her but I thought she would come around after we got married but she just didn’t. She just got sad and only had love left for you. Your father…he should have done better by her.” Denny backed further away from the door, casting furtive looks around as if half expecting someone to be listening.
“Just know that…she got caught up in the Clay way but she only had eyes for your father…bastard that he was.” He shrugged as if defeated and despite herself, she almost felt sorry for him.
“I gotta go…just keep that sheriff away, Selene.” He turned and walked into the driveway his beat up old Plymouth. In moments he was pulling out and heading down the road. Selene slowly shut the door and locked it. Denny claimed he didn’t do it but then who did? She suppressed a shudder, a whole new disquiet filling her. She really wanted Jac and Remy home…now.
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Selene sipped at her second glass of ice cold apple cider from a mason jar with tons of crushed ice while watching Remy and Jac go about the kitchen preparing dinner. Remy was working at the sink prepping salad and Jac was pulling steaks out of the oven broiler. Such a domestic scene, Selene thought but her mind was still on what happened with Denny that day. She felt a tinge of guilt because she had not told them about Denny coming to the house. She figured what was really the point. They would no doubt be angry and set off a chain of events that would end with Denny in police custody and that was not what Selene wanted. He had the information she needed and at the next opportunity she would talk to him again.
“You’re going to drink that whole bottle of cider by yourself or are you going to share?”
Selene smiled at Jac and set her glass aside, wanting to forget everything and disappear into the arms of her lovers once more.
Besides the guilt of not telling them about Denny, she had not told them about her leaving either. It had been on the tip of her tongue when they came home but the smiles on their faces had forestalled her. One word from her and those smiles would disappear. Determined to push away the inevitable she reached forward and grasped Jac by the belt buckle and pulled him closer until he stood between her knees. Her nimble fingers worked quickly at undoing button fly fastenings to get to what she wanted beneath.
“Damn girl, you’re in the mood for something other than food.” Jac groaned as she slid her hand down the front of his pants. Her finger slid along his already hardening shaft. When her thumb brushed the tip Jac’s legs shook and he leaned against the table for balance. Barely missing a beat she pulled him free of his pants, loving that his cock was so hard and ready for her attention. Desire flooded her pussy, her pants soaking through in seconds. She leaned in and licked the turgid tip until she could taste the first mildly salty draw of pre-cum. Moaning as the essence of him filled her mouth, her own desire tripling.
“Aw God, baby…That’s it. Suck me deep.” His groans only made her more ravenous and she worked him with a single mindedness that had him shouting.
Selene could sense when Remy came to join them like a ripple of sensation across her skin. The heightened urgency in his breathing was an obvious sign of his growing arousal as he watched her pleasure Jac. The warmth of his hand skated along the back of her neck, his fingers tightened as if to direct the movements of her head.
“That’s a beautiful sight, petit oiseau.” Remy’s accent was deepened with lust and his fingers slid upward to tighten in her hair. The pleasure/pain of having her hair pulled brought an edge to her desire that made her all the bolder. Opening her throat she swallowed as much of Jac’s cock as she could before choking. His hips jerked forward to thrust against her mouth but he pulled away only to have her swallow him again, to his complete pleasure.
“Slow it down, baby. As much as I’d love to paint that sexy mouth with everything I’ve got, I’d rather be in you… feeling you.” Selene let his cock slide from her mouth with reluctance.
“Then do it…and don’t be nice about it.” Jac grunted his assent, his hands already lifting her from the chair and turning her around to face the table. Remy tugged at her dress, pulling it off and over her head before tossing it away. Jac pushed her forward over the table and nudged her legs wide apart. She shivered when she felt fingers slip between the drenched lips of her pussy. Jac pumped first one then two fingers into her, touching every nerve ending and setting them on fire. She tried to raise her hips and push back but the press of the table kept her still.
Remy moved to stand by her head, his hands working at his own belt buckle. In moments his cock was freed and standing out proud
ly, pointing directly to her mouth. His hand reached for her hair once more, lifting her up and directing her toward him. She shuddered, feeling both controlled and empowered all at once. Her body was open to anything they wanted but she knew only she drove them to such single minded lust. Remy traced his thumb along the pout of her lips, which were shiny and wet from being well used. Sliding his thumb into her mouth, moving it in and out in an erotic imitation of what Jac was doing with his fingers between her thighs. Selene gasped when she felt Jac’s fingers slip from her pussy back to the tight opening of her ass.
“Tell me if it’s good, Selene.” Jac demanded as his slickened finger eased into her ass. She found it much easier to take than the first time he played with her like this. As he pressed his finger deeper she could feel the thrill in her pussy.
Jac was mesmerized by the sight of his finger sliding into the snug slickened depth of her ass. One glance at Remy told him the other man was just as turned on. The soft undulations of Selene’s hips pushing back against his hand told him she was receptive but he wanted to hear it, needed to hear it.
“Tell me it’s good or I’ll stop, Selene.” Her moan of denial put a smile on his lips but he meant business. Desire was a two way street and he wanted no doubts that she was on the same road.
“Yes…oh God…yes...it’s good.” Jac looked up to see Remy step away and leave the kitchen but he returned within a minute, a small bottle of clear lubricant in his hand. With a roguish smile he uncapped the bottle and upended it right at the crack of Selene’s ass. Both men watched the viscous fluid drip down toward her anus. Jac slowly removed his finger and immediately the lubricant filled the space. When Jac slid his finger back inside it moved with ease and Selene cried out her own appreciation.
Remy hungered to be inside her but was content for the moment to watch Jac tease her to madness. He leaned down to take Selene’s mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue sliding across her lips, making them wet and glistening. Grasping the base of his cock, he directed the engorged tip toward her mouth. He felt the first suctioning kiss from her lips to the tips of his toes and when she took its entirety in her mouth he had to breathe through the gut wrenching urge to come. Every moan from her throat vibrated his cock and made his balls tighten in response. Remy’s gaze traveled back and forth between watching what Selene was doing to him and watching Jac play with her luscious ass. The eroticism of being a voyeur as well as a participant was heady stuff. He and Jac had shared lovers before but something about this time, this lover was far more intense than he’d ever experienced.
Selene reveled in the dual penetrations of Jac’s finger in her ass and Remy’s cock shuttling in and out of her mouth. The incredible eroticism of their attentions was both surreal and awe inspiring. Never in her life had she experienced sexual heights like this. Suddenly the pressure in her anus increased as she felt the inching slide of a second finger enter her. Instinctually she relaxed her legs and tried to spread them further apart. A soothing hand brushed down along her spine, a touch that was comforting and sweet in the midst of such intense carnality.
“That’s it, baby girl, just relax for me. I am going to go real slow.” Selene would have uttered an assent but her mouth was filled with Remy’s cock, which she would not have let go for the world. The silken slide of his flesh across her tongue was a textural feast that held her enthralled.
Jac eased his fingers from her ass and positioned the tip of his cock at the tight slippery opening. He took a moment to slip a condom from his pocket and in seconds he was sheathed in latex. Jac found himself holding his breath as he tucked the tip of his cock into the tight pucker of her ass. With his gentle manipulations, her flesh softened and he eased inside at a gut wrenchingly slow pace. The urge to thrust was incredible but he forestalled his own race to release in favor of her comfort and pleasure. And pleasure she had. Her breathless gasps were the perfect punctuation to every hitching thrust of his hips. He watched the glistening shaft of his cock slide into heaven and knew he’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Besides the mind blowing sight of Remy’s cock sliding in and around her mouth, saliva dripping from the turgid length. The visual feast just added another dimension to the boiling cauldron of lust that was set to boil over and consume them all.
Selene was riding a transcendent wave of sensation like nothing she had ever experienced before. She felt Jac’s every move as he pistoned slowly in and out of her from behind, sending mixed messages of both pleasure and mild discomfort. The pleasure won out, spurred by his gentleness and silent encouragement communicated by gentle touches.. Tiny orgasms tingled in her pussy and made her body tighten in need for something more. As if Jac had read her mind he grasped her hips and increased his thrusting pace. The edge of the table held her pinned so all she was able to do was just take it. She had to pull her mouth away from Remy’s cock so she could let loose the loud gasps and moans. She’d never thought she was a screamer but these two men had brought that out in her. The table groaned and creaked with the pressure they were putting on it. The prospect of breaking the table just with the enthusiasm of their lust was both amusing and arousing.
“Let’s finish this upstairs or we’ll be in the market for a new table.” Remy spoke as he gently eased her to a standing position. Immediately Jac stopped moving against her but the tightening of his jaw spoke volumes. He was nowhere near done with her.
Chapter 17
Jac and Remy wasted no time in whisking Selene upstairs to Remy’s bedroom. Selene was thankful they carried her because she didn’t think she would be able to move very fast if they hadn’t. They placed her on the bed and stripped all of their clothing off, tossing them aside as they joined her on the bed. Remy pulled her into his arms, his lips immediately taking hers in a kiss that made her heart race. His teeth gently nipped and then his tongue soothed only to start the process all over again. Jac slid in the bed behind her, his own lips playing havoc along the sensitive slope of her neck. She arched back against him as Remy kissed his way down to her breasts, feasting on her nipples in hot sucking kisses. They all lay on their sides, bodies pressed against each other, sliding skin to skin. Perspiration glistened over their skin as they strained against each other. Jac lifted her leg so he could get even closer, his cock sliding between the slick cheeks of her ass, homing in on the snug placed he’s only just been pleasuring.
“I need to be inside you.” Remy’s guttural voice reverberated through her, her body already responding and opening to receive him. The thick press of his cock brushed along the wet outer lips of her labia. Feeling both men’s penises pressing against her, blatantly seeking access to her, was both frightening and exciting. Double penetration from two men was something she’d only seen in a porno and never dreamed she could possibly accommodate them. Her sudden stillness must have communicated her hesitance to her lovers.
“If this is too much for you, Selene¸ you let us know. We want and need you and will take you anyway we can get you.” Jac’s deep voice was right up against her ear, his hands laying soft and caressing on her hips.
“This goes anyway you want, cher.” Remy’s cock slid back and forth across her clit in a slick slide and pull that had her opening her thighs wider. Selene wanted this, she thought, needed it. Trepidation could have ended this long before now but she trusted them and once more let them take her where they led.
“I want you both…inside me…please.” Remy smiled in his slow sensual way, his body continuing to move against hers.
“Anything doesn’t feel good, it just doesn’t happen. Just say the word.” Selene returned his smile, nodding in consent.
Remy turned to lie on his back and pulled her on top of him. Pressing her legs apart so she could straddle him, her pussy aligned perfectly with the hard girth of his cock. He reached down between them to grasp his cock and guide it inside her. She gasped aloud at the incredible fullness of his first deep thrust. Nature took control and her hips began to undulate, seeking more of the addictive friction of him mo
ving inside her. Remy pulled her down closer to him , the muscles of his abdomen tightening beautifully in the low lamp light as he raised himself up to meet her halfway. His tongue drew wet designs over her nipples between heated sucking kisses that intensified the lush wetness between her legs. The slickened friction inside her pussy was both distractingly intense and gratifying. She could feel her pussy stretch with every undulation of her thighs, increasing her own arousal to critical mass.
Selene did not think she could possibly go any higher until she felt the gentle probing of Jac’s fingers at the tight ring of her anus. This time he had to tease and test her briefly before positioning the thick tip of his cock to press inside her. Whispers of encouragement were uttered from both of them, calming yet inciting. Her breath caught in her throat as Jac filled her from behind. She felt so incredibly full it almost overwhelmed her. The pleasure/pain of their combined penetration was almost more than she could bear but it was a torture she would gladly suffer. The groans of their simultaneous pleasure enhanced her own. Their sliding cocks moved within her in tandem. First the relentless slide of Remy’s thickness into her pussy and then the tight glide of Jac’s cock into her anus.
Their hands continued to slide along her body, their hands gripping her hips to hold her still. When the cataclysm came she was swept up and felt them join her in the maelstrom. She felt the first hot spurts of Remy’s climax and that spurred her on to yet another release. Jac’s body shook behind her, his own gasps of pleasure the perfect accompaniment to her own. Finally Selene collapsed against Remy’s chest and he cuddled her against him whilst Jac embraced her from behind. With exhausted laughter and tangled bodies they ended up back on their sides, spooning into each other like a fitted puzzle. The cooling air from an overhead fan gently blew over heated sweat soaked skin and the potent residue of spent passion scented the air.
