Boston Avant-Garde 2 - Crescendo

by Maitland, Kaitlin

  “No, and neither was she.”

  Leaving Joshua behind, Seth took the steps two at a time and pushed his way into the master suite. He wondered only briefly if he should’ve knocked. After all, it was supposed to be more or less her room. The sight that greeted him left no doubt she welcomed the intrusion.

  She’d somehow managed to pull off her dress and nestle into a mountain of pillows in the center of the bed. Her black lace bra gently cupped the softness of each breast, puckering where her taut nipples jutted against the fabric. Her panties were nothing more than a scrap of satin between her legs. Her long legs were bent at the knees and encased in the sexiest thigh-high stockings he’d ever seen. Tiny pink bows decorated the tops. Cute as they were, the bows were likely to be the first casualty of his decision to rip the remainder of her clothes off and fuck her senseless.

  She gave him a coy smile. “Took you long enough.”

  “Holy shit.” Joshua shoved against his back. “Was she wearing those underneath that dress all night?”

  Seth sent her a smile infused with his own brand of coy. “I think Leslie has a few tricks we haven’t seen yet.”

  “Since she’s all dressed up, why don’t we just make this a special occasion?” Joshua’s hoarse tone grabbed Seth’s full attention.

  He turned and looked his partner in the face to be certain. Whether it was the slow thawing he’d sensed over the last few days or the knowledge that Leslie felt possessive of him, Joshua was now willing to give the relationship an honest chance.

  “What are you two whispering about over there?” She crossed her legs and gave them an impatient bounce.

  Seth took the lead, striding toward the bed while loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. “What did you have in mind?”

  Her brow furrowed. She obviously hadn’t thought that far ahead. He found her lack of artifice refreshing.

  Seth reached out and grabbed her ankle, dragging her off her throne of pillows and across the duvet until he had both of her shins gently in his hands. “The kitten can’t expect to rule the lions if she can’t give orders.”

  Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, and his cock throbbed. Leslie might’ve been a kitten to his lion, but his body was in thrall to her anyway.

  Joshua appeared beside him, already naked. “I think she needs a few lessons on how to take charge.”

  Joshua climbed onto the bed and gently grasped Leslie’s slim legs. Seth took a moment to shuck out of his dress slacks. His cock bobbed free before him, precum already beading at the tip. “Well, she couldn’t have found anyone better suited to teach her about bossiness.”

  “Teach me what?”

  Joshua positioned himself behind her and leaned down. “Sweetheart, we have lots to teach you.”

  Seth snagged the scrap of fabric between her legs and tugged it down just as Joshua lifted her clear. When the panties were gone, Seth’s hands settled on the insides of her thighs, where silk stockings met warm flesh. Joshua’s hands prevented her knees from reflexively snapping closed.

  She whimpered—a sound halfway between apprehension and arousal.

  Joshua braced her weight against his chest and drew her legs upward, giving Seth access to the crevice of her ass. “The first thing we’re going to teach you is how to take one of us here.” He pressed gently against the puckered star of her anal opening.

  She squirmed hard against Joshua’s hold, and he soothed her with low tones of encouragement.

  She took a deep breath. “How do you do that?”

  Joshua took Leslie’s mouth in a sweet kiss, maneuvering her to the center of the bed. Seth reached into a nearby drawer and grabbed the shiny black gift bag he’d stashed several hours earlier. Inside were a tube of lubricant and a set of butt plugs he had picked up. Leslie had told him that first day it was something she’d never tried before. Her introduction to anal sex would have to be gentle if she was ever going to enjoy it.

  Laying the plugs within easy reach, Seth joined Josh and Leslie on the bed. Leslie had given herself fully to Joshua’s coaxing kisses. Josh suckled her lower lip, trailing his hands over her breasts. After one last kiss to her lips, he took a nipple between his teeth. She arched her back to meet his mouth, and Joshua slid his arms beneath her. He suckled harder until her skin flushed and she whimpered. Holding her with one hand, he slid the other down her belly and brushed her mound. She gasped, her legs falling open with the desire to be touched. Joshua’s gaze lifted, meeting Seth’s.

  Watching Josh seduce Leslie with his mouth and hands, Seth found his cock painfully erect. Joshua shifted, rolling to his back and placing Leslie on his chest. She made a tiny noise of surprise. Before she could move away, Joshua used his legs to capture hers and spread them wide open. The position gave Seth complete access to her pussy and ass.

  She pulled back from Joshua’s hold. “What are you doing?”

  Joshua nipped her full lower lip. “He’s going to play with your pussy until it’s nice and wet. Once you’ve had a couple of orgasms, you’ll be relaxed enough to take the plugs in your ass.”

  Her back went rigid. “What?”

  Seth stroked his hand down her spine until he felt her relax. “I’ll go nice and slow. Between the two of us, we’ll have you begging us to fuck your ass before the night is over.”

  “Oh my God.” Her body trembled. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

  “Yes, you can.” Joshua’s certainty seemed to give her courage.

  Forcing himself to remain firmly in control, Seth watched Joshua resume his leisurely kissing. His cock pulsed when Leslie opened her mouth to Joshua. She welcomed his tongue, rubbing it against hers.

  Seth shuddered and returned to her pussy. It was already damp with her juices. He loved that she kept just a narrow strip of brilliant red hair on her mound.

  Using one hand to spread her, he admired the pulsing center of her body. Soft and pink like the petals of a flower, it trembled and puckered as she waited for his touch. Juice seeped from the opening, dribbling over her swollen inner labia.

  With two fingers, he spread the creamy liquid down to her clit. The distended nub throbbed at his touch. He worked it gently, watching her arch her back as she moaned into Joshua’s mouth.

  “She’s close.” Joshua’s voice was tight with arousal as he grabbed her hips with both hands and ground his hard cock against her body.

  Seth knew she was close. Between the spread cheeks of her pretty ass, he could see her cunt flexing with the need to be penetrated. But not now, not this first time. For now she would come empty.

  Cupping his hand over her open slit, he rubbed her hard until he felt the spasms shake her frame. Her empty channel pressed against the palm of his hand. It was enough to make him lose control.

  He closed his free hand around his cock, stroking his shaft in time with her climaxing pussy until his balls were tight with the need to ejaculate. Grinding his teeth, he forced himself back down from the peak with deep breaths.

  He found the lubricant and squeezed some into his hand. Warming it first, he stroked his fingers across her anal opening. She gasped, and her pussy flexed.

  “Do you like that, Leslie?”

  She squirmed in Joshua’s hold and immersed herself hungrily in his mouth. Pushing her ass against Seth’s hand, she begged silently for more.

  Taking the smallest of three plugs, Seth lubed it up and pushed it slowly into her anal passage. She stiffened reflexively until the fingers of his other hand plucked at her clit. The plug slid smoothly in until the base rested against her spread cheeks.

  Using one hand to keep it in place, Seth slid the fingers of his other hand through her slit. Her back arched, and she cried out as her second orgasm ripped through her. Joshua groaned, his hips thrusting against her body as he fought the urge to come with her. Seth loved to watch his partner’s iron will as he wielded his body like a tool.

  “I can’t hold back much longer,” Joshua said.

  Reaching down, Seth gr
abbed hold of Joshua’s testicles. He twisted Josh’s sac to help him avoid his climax and removed the plug from Leslie’s ass.

  Joshua groaned. “You are such a bastard!”

  “Better than losing your load before its time.”

  “Fuck you, Seth.”

  Seth lubed the second butt plug and pressed it deep into Leslie’s tight ass. She cried out as her muscles went rigid. Beneath her, Joshua soothed with soft words and warm kisses.

  A rush of creamy fluid slid down the grooves of her slit to dampen her inner thighs. Unable to stop himself, Seth lowered his head and tasted her sweetness. Salt and cream, like the most perfect confection he could imagine. She squirmed against his mouth as he suckled her folds. He flicked the tip of his tongue repeatedly across her swollen clit until she was moving against Joshua’s body in a rhythm that demanded sex.

  “I need to fuck her, Seth!” Joshua begged. “Put my cock in her cunt, or I’m going to come all over us both.”

  Lifting his head from her pussy, Seth reached beneath Leslie’s writhing body and freed Joshua’s pulsing cock. His partner shifted her on his chest until Seth could help him sink balls-deep into her wet heat.

  Joshua penetrated her tight sheath with a groan. Her eyes closed as she flung her head back and gave herself to the moment. Seth forgot everything but the scene before him. Every stroke of Joshua’s cock sank his shaft deeply into her soft pussy. Juices dribbled down over the base, soaking his balls. The hood of her clit spread against his pelvic bone, and each thrust made her whimper with pleasure.

  Her vagina began to bear down hard on Joshua’s cock, and Seth marveled at the sight of her climax beginning to take shape. Joshua’s balls tightened, turning dusky with the strangled blood flow before he burst inside Leslie’s pussy. Seconds later, she convulsed into orgasm.

  While she lingered in a state of postclimax euphoria, Seth removed the second plug from her ass. The last plug was textured. He slowly eased the ridges into her tight little asshole.

  She’d snuggled her head into the hollow of Joshua’s shoulder. As his cock slid free, his ejaculate slipped out of her pussy in a sweet cream pie that coated her labia. Seth stroked his fingers through her slit, teasing across the sensitive tip of her clit.

  “Seth didn’t come,” she whispered against Joshua’s skin.

  Joshua met Seth’s knowing gaze. “He’s going to come in your ass, sweetheart.”

  Seth thrust into her tight anal opening with the plug before pulling it free and setting it aside. She was relaxed from her multiple orgasms and the succession of plugs. His cock was bursting with the desire to fuck her ass, but he’d have to go slow and easy unless he wanted to risk hurting her.

  “I don’t know if I can take him there.” She looked over her shoulder. “But I want to try.”

  Seth stroked one hand down the length of her spine. “I’m not going to hurt you, Leslie. I’ll go slow.”

  The lubricant was cold against the fiery skin of his cock, but he slathered it on anyway. He positioned himself behind her, trusting Joshua to spread her legs and tilt her hips at just the right angle.

  Her ass was slick with lubricant and the remains of Joshua’s creamy ejaculate. Using his fingers, Seth loosened her anus.

  “Josh, this will go easier if you work her clit.”

  She arched her back when Joshua’s clever fingers found the little nub still swollen between her folds.

  Seth pushed the head of his cock through the tight muscle at her opening. She whimpered. “Don’t fight me. Take a deep breath and relax. Think about pushing out as I push in, and we’ll meet in the middle.”

  She stilled, and he gained another creeping inch. She was hot, tight, and so damn wet he wanted to slam the rest of the way in and fuck them both senseless. Below them, Joshua changed his rhythm on her clitoris. Seth felt her pussy contract. Her ass relaxed, and he slid home until his balls pressed against her sweet slit.

  She gave a soft cry of surprise, and Seth ground his teeth until he thought his jaw might crack to keep from fucking like a mindless animal. He wanted to come, needed it like air to breathe.

  “She’s there. Take her, Seth.”

  He knew instinctively Josh was right. Her body was poised on the edge of another kind of orgasm. With his hand buried in her cunt, his partner could feel every nerve as it fired.

  Undulating muscle contractions milked Seth’s cock, ripping a groan from his throat and making him push against her. He thrust into her sweet backside again and again until his balls tightened, and he exploded inside her ass.

  The room began to spin. Seth closed his eyes as the world came undone with his climax. When he could draw breath, he pulled out as gently as possible and flopped onto the bed beside Seth and Leslie.

  “Can you believe she’s already asleep?”

  Seth wiped the sweat from his forehead. “Wish I could do that.”

  A few moments passed. Joshua used his fingertips to make lazy circuits of Leslie’s bare back as she rested against his chest. He seemed utterly at peace with her there, yet Seth was afraid to move and shatter a moment he knew wouldn’t last.

  “We should clean her up.” Joshua didn’t make a move despite his observation.

  Seth started to rise. “I’ll take care of it.”

  “No, you take her. I’ve got the rest.” Very carefully, Joshua transferred her from his chest to Seth’s arms. She never stirred.

  An unexpected pang of emotion hit Seth. “Have you ever seen a woman sleep through that?”

  “Not until now. We wore her out.” Joshua rolled out of the bed and headed into the bathroom.

  Holding Leslie snug against his chest, Seth listened to her soft breathing until Joshua came back with a warm washcloth. She didn’t stir when they shifted her just enough to clean her well-loved pussy and ass of lubricant and their mingled fluids. Once he’d finished, Joshua stepped away and lifted the sheet to cover Seth and Leslie.

  “Still insist on sleeping alone?” Seth didn’t bother to disguise the bitterness he was feeling.

  “It’s for the best.”

  Seth sighed. “Someday you’re going to rethink that.”

  Chapter Ten

  Leslie tried to ignore the bran muffin sitting on the windowsill. Instead of the typical hockey-puck consistency, she knew the damn thing was just as moist and tasty as any gourmet cupcake. She scratched her chin, lowering the violin and setting her bow carefully aside. The muffin was one of the many perks of being part of Seth and Joshua’s household.

  It had been a whole week since she’d walked into Overton & Breckenridge with a harebrained scheme to help Niles win custody of Caleb. Now, the case was swinging in Niles’s favor, and her foolish heart was swinging in the direction of long-term attachment to the two sexy lawyers who represented him.

  “If you’re not going to eat that, I will.” Jen scooped it up and took a huge bite before Leslie could stop her.

  “Hey, that was my snack.”

  Jen paused in her chewing, rolling the muffin around so she could talk. “Snack?”

  Leslie wished she’d kept her mouth closed. The idea of a high-powered family attorney who whipped up a batch of bran muffins and then packaged a few for her to take to work was ridiculous, even if it was the truth. Joshua had told her the previous night he didn’t like the idea of her pushing her lunch hour back until almost two in the afternoon. The muffin was his compromise.

  “How old are you?” Jen’s tone grew downright crabby. “Do you have naptime too?”

  The three of them spent plenty of time in bed, but there was very little napping involved. Until she was too worn out to keep her eyes open, anyway.

  “Eww! Get that smug look of sexual satisfaction off your face.” Jen took another hulking bite. “It’s not freakin’ fair!”

  “Would you quit talking with your mouth full of food? It’s disgusting.”

  “No, I’ll tell you what’s disgusting.” She pointed at Leslie with what was left of the oversize muffin. �
�That you are having mind-blowing sex with the two most gorgeous men in the entire city, that’s what!” Jen looked at what was left of the muffin and then grudgingly offered it back to Leslie. “How does that work anyway?”

  Leslie took the muffin, nibbling a fresh edge and enjoying the tart, dried cranberries. “How does what work?”

  Jen took a seat in one of the audience chairs and crossed her legs. They had the room all to themselves. The conservatories were only used for auditions, group functions, and some of the larger classes. Leslie often sought out the peaceful conservatory when she needed to think. A generous amount of light from the tall windows spilled across a black grand piano, and the wood floors provided a wonderful sounding board.

  “Doesn’t your bed feel crowded with two men in it?” Jen finally asked.

  Leslie sighed. She didn’t feel like explaining that her bed felt rather empty with only her and Seth in it. Joshua still refused to join them, leaving in the wee hours of the morning to sleep in his own room. The nightly ritual felt like a tiny knife wound that never healed. “We all have our own bedrooms. It’s not like I have to share closet space or something. I’ve even got my own bathroom.”

  Jen appeared to be puzzling that out. “So you guys just fuck. Is that it?”

  “I don’t know how to explain it.”

  “Don’t you want more, Les? I know when Talia met Erik and her whole world changed, you were happy for her. I also know there was some jealousy in there too. Don’t you want to hook up with some guy for the long haul, pop out a few babies, and have a normal life?”

  She thought about Seth’s words the day she’d moved in. “Why choose normal when it means I can’t have what I want the most?”

  Was this triangular relationship really what she wanted out of life? Could it possibly last?

  “Leslie?” Jen touched her arm, startling her. “You okay?”

  “I don’t believe in long-term relationships.” She drew in a deep breath. “So it doesn’t really matter does it?”

  “Careful, you might start to believe that bullshit. Then where will we be?” Jen left without another word, pulling the door closed behind her.