by Violet Paige
He saw the smile sneak across her lips.
Twenty-Six
Jack
It was easy to write the script. Lily had already told them how the fantasy played out. All Jack had to do was find a room to make it happen. After the wedding party had been announced and the bride and groom had danced their first dance, Jack took off, scouring the reception hall for a place to make Lily’s dreams come true.
Sawyer was busy twirling her around the dance floor.
He tried one door and then another, before he found the perfect spot. He walked back to the crowd of wedding guests and motioned to Sawyer. His friend nodded, and he knew their plan was about to work.
He walked into the linen closet and waited. He looked around at the stacks of white sheets. He had an idea. He unfolded a set, shook it out, and began to tear it into long strips. He was satisfied with his handiwork.
Another song started and within seconds the door opened and Sawyer led Lily through the door.
Jack smiled. “Was it like this, sweetheart?”
Sawyer locked the door behind them.
She nodded. “It was, minus the stacks of sheet and towels.”
He loved that smirk on her face. How could she be so sweet and such a smartass at the same time?
He walked toward her, sandwiching her between him and Sawyer. “And like this?”
He took her lips under her mouth, inhaling her soft lips. She purred as their tongues twisted together. Sawyer unzipped her dress, letting it fall over her hips. She was wearing lacy lingering they had bought for the trip.
Jack held up one of the strips of sheet and showed it to Sawyer. “Fuck, yes,” he groaned.
“What?” Lily opened her eyes from the kiss.
“This fantasy is about to burn this resort down.” Jack pinned her wrists together and tied them together.
“What is this?” she whispered.
He wiggled her backward, and attached another strand of the sheet to the top of the steel rod, holding the linen rack in place. He secured her wrists to the bar.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“No,” she answered. “But what are you doing, Jack?”
He knelt in front of her and peeled her panties a few inches over her heat. He inhaled at the sight of how neatly she was waxed. Such smooth beautiful skin.
He blew a hot breath toward her and she moaned.
“Fuck.” Sawyer walked around to the other side of Lily and knelt just like Jack. “Baby, you are going to have to keep the screams down. There is a wedding going on out there.”
“I’m not going to scream,” she pouted. But her hips rocked forward as Jack blew across her sex again.
“Ohh,” she murmured. She opened her legs.
He grinned wolfishly. “I want that pussy, baby. But you have to give it to me.”
“Jack,” she moaned.
He blew another breath and she widened her knees. The silk panties restrained her movement. Her hips dipped forward enough to catch his tongue along her clit.
She hissed with pleasure. “Ohh, shit.”
She jerked back and Sawyer was waiting behind her, with an equally hot and strong tongue. Jack knew he pierced the skin between her cheeks. She moaned with pleasure.
“Oh God. This is too much,” she whimpered. “You can’t do this. We have to stop.”
Her hips bucked forward and Jack tasted her sweet honey. She was dripping wet. She kicked back, letting Sawyer taste her ass.
“If it’s too much, stop trying to fuck my tongue, baby,” Jack teased.
“I can’t,” she groaned. “I need it.”
“Do you need my tongue?” Sawyer growled.
“God, yes.” She bent over wider, exposing her sweet rosebud to him. Sawyer had less restraint. He gripped her hips and began fucking her ass with his tongue, while Jack watched.
“I want her pussy,” he argued.
“Oh shit,” she moaned as Sawyer passed her back.
She jutted forward, opening her slick slit. It glistened with want. Her bud was hard and throbbing.
He ran his tongue from her pussy to her clit and sucked hard. Lily’s knees buckled.
“I want you both,” she begged. “Please. I want you both.
Jack looked around her hip at his friend. They nodded, knowing if Jack took her clit, Sawyer could still have access to penetrate her rosebud. Jack peeled the panties to her knees. He wanted her to feel the restraint. He wanted her to feel the control they had. He wanted her to have the most pleasure. He wanted her to give in and succumb to the waves of electricity.
“You’re going to get everything you want, baby.”
His mouth covered her clit and sucked relentless while Sawyer pushed his tongue inside her ass.
She wiggled back and forth, panting and huffing for freedom. Her thighs were coated in her juices.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried.
Jack didn’t care if she screamed enough to scare the bride. He was going to give her this. They both were.
He lifted her legs on her shoulders, folding her in half so that he could take her to the next level. Sawyer groaned, pumping in and out, until finally her release tore through her.
She yanked on the restraints and howled out as the orgasm claimed her.
“Oh shit,” Jack murmured between her velvet lips. He’d never wanted to bury his cock like he did right now. He wanted to fill her with his seed. Give her the baby she always wanted.
Sawyer kissed her back and slowly rose from the floor. “You were incredible.”
He tried to push his cock down, but he was just as hard as Jack.
“Fuck, man. What do we do about this?” he asked.
Lily’s eyes were closed. She was still shaking and quivering from the orgasm.
“Lily?” Jack rose from the floor.
“Hmm?” She opened them sleepily.
“Let us start giving you that baby now.”
“What?” She looked in his eyes.
Jack unzipped his tuxedo pants. “Look at us. Let us fill you with this. We’re so hard.”
Sawyer let his pants fall to the floor too. “You go first, man.”
“It won’t be like later tonight,” Jack explained. “But baby I need to fill you with my seed. Please let me in your pussy. I can fill it up. Let me fuck you.”
She nodded. “Untie me.”
Sawyer let the restraints drop and her tied wrists wrapped around Jack’s neck as he lifted her onto his cock. He sliced into her with a guttural groan.
“Oh fuck.”
Lily bounced up and down while Sawyer watched.
“I want your baby,” she moaned.
“You’re going to have it,” he promised. He could feel the tingle in his spine. Ever since he had tied her up, his cock had been growing harder and harder. Only a few more thrusts and he would fill her pussy. He would empty everything he had inside her.
“Oh, Jack.” Her head fell back.
“I’ve got her.” Sawyer held Lily so Jack could angle his dick deeper. His cock pushed inside her as the rush of his release filled her. He wanted every last drop inside her.
“Oh shit.” He leaned against the wall, knowing he was completely spent.
“Oh I’m so fucking hard.” Sawyer licked his lip.
“I want your baby, too,” Lily whimpered. “Please, Sawyer.”
“Bend over,” Sawyer commanded.
“Hold on to me,” Jack offered, wrapping Lily’s arms around his waist, while Sawyer took her from behind. He could feel her panted breaths against his stomach while he watched his best friend fuck her. Within seconds Sawyer yelped as he unloaded his orgasm inside her pussy.
He groaned, staggering backward and slumping against the wall.
Jack pulled Lily to him and kissed her forehead. “You are incredible.”
She looked up at him. “Take me home.”
“You ok?” He tipped her chin upward.
She nodded. “I’m more than ok. I want it all. Take me hom
e so I can be yours in every way. I know you’re supposed to wait for them to toast or cut the cake, but please. I’ve waited so long for you.”
He brushed the side of her face. “Shh. Shh. We’ll take care of you.”
“Now,” she added. “I’m on fire. I’m hurting. Aching for it. Take me home. I want to make babies with you all night.”
He looked at Sawyer. “You heard the woman. We’re cutting this reception early.”
Sawyer laughed. “Ok, but I have to catch my breath, because that was fucking hot.”
Lily giggled. “You have no idea what it’s like to live out your fantasy.”
Jack smiled. “I’m going to do it tonight.”
Twenty-Seven
Lily
They left the reception before dinner was served. Sawyer and Jack said they didn’t care if Arnie was pissed at them. Lily was their focus now.
But as soon as they walked through the doors at the vineyard estate, it was as if everything started over.
Sawyer insisted on cooking dinner for them. She had reluctantly agreed, but only because they swore she needed her rest and strength for the rest of the ngiht. Lily and Jack set the table while he worked in the kitchen.
It was hard to act like everything was normal, when she knew tonight they would all be in bed together. It was nearly impossible not to drop the expensive china or crystal.
After what had happened in the resort linen closet, nothing would be the same again. They had both filled her full of their essence. They were trying to make a baby. It was official.
Sawyer had a game on the kitchen TV. He chopped vegetables and drank a beer, looking up now and then to catch a touchdown or watch a replay. He was an unreal combination of masculinity and sex appeal. He was a brilliant business man. And he was a secret gourmet chef.
Both men had unfortunately changed out of their tuxedos. Lily hung her beautiful designer cocktail dress in the closet.
Jack handed her a champagne glass. “Here, sweetheart.”
“Are we celebrating?” she asked.
“I’d say tonight is all about celebrating.” He winked. “Might as well toast the bride and the groom while we’re here. Arnie and Maria probably won’t miss us, but just in case.”
Jack was devilishly sexy. He had an easiness about him that was fun. He was the artistic one, commenting on books he had read or movies he wanted to see at independent theaters. He seemed to be the one who ran the vineyard. He knew everything about the wines and the types of grapes they grew on the land. A man of complete culture and light-heartedness. She looked in his eyes, taking a linen napkin.
“Everything all right? Do you feel ok? Were we too rough with you?”
She shook her head. “No. It couldn’t be better. I feel great.”
“Good. I think dinner is almost ready. I’ll go check on our moody chef,” he joked.
Lily giggled. She loved how they cracked on each other. She knew it was endearing. They had been a team for a long time. It made it that much more special that she was now included.
He disappeared in the kitchen.
They returned with platters of food.
“Wow. This looks amazing, Sawyer.”
He grinned. “I wanted our girlfriend to have something special to remember her first night in California.”
The way he said it didn’t make her feel anything but completely adored. They made her feel more beautiful than a cover model.
“Thank you. It smells delicious.” She realized he had gone through a lot of trouble to sauté the vegetables and sear the steaks perfectly.
Jack pulled the chair out for her at the head of the table.
She took her seat, feeling like a queen reigning over her men. And that’s what they were. They were her men. Only hers. They had already fulfilled their promise. They had given her the first try to getting pregnant.
Sawyer served each of them a glass of champagne.
“To unchartered territory.” He grinned.
“To new beginnings,” Jack added.
“And to us.” Lily beamed. “And our baby.”
The bubbles were fizzy going down. She giggled. She was happy. The night held nothing but promise.
She couldn’t stop laughing. Once Sawyer and Jack had a glass of champagne they were hysterical together. Jack told her stories from college.
“Stop, stop,” she cried. “I can’t laugh anymore. My abs are going to hate me tomorrow.” She gripped her side. “I can’t believe what nerds Arnie and Ben were. Why did Rachel marry him?”
Dinner was delicious. She watched as Jack took the plates to the kitchen. Sawyer reached for her hand. There was a warmth and tenderness emanating from him.
“What you told us today, about your childhood, Lily.” He bit his lip. “I didn’t know. I didn’t know anything about that when I made the deal. I was only trying to recover the losses for Kincaid-Rivers. I would never hurt you.”
She clasped his hand. “I know that. And I probably should have been honest from the beginning about why I agreed. But I didn’t know if I could trust you. I didn’t know if you did business with a man like my uncle what kind of men that made you and Jack.”
“We’re not like that,” he replied sternly.
“I know you’re not.” Her eyes softened. “I wouldn’t be here if you were.”
He raked a finger over the lines of her wrist. “We are so damn lucky.”
“You think so?”
He nodded. “To have you in our lives. To have you work side-by-side with us.” He leaned in closer. “For you to offer yourself to me the way you have tonight. Lily, there aren’t words for that. I promise I will cherish it. It means something to me.”
She held her breath. She was lost in his eyes. Lost in his words.
He held her fingers to his lips. “I should probably go get dessert.”
“There’s dessert?” she eked. She was ready to climb the grand staircase to her bedroom. The entire was like one long course of seduction. Yet, she was still hungry. Hungry for them.
“How does crème brulee sound?”
It was hard to turn away from his gaze.
“Delicious.”
He rose from the table. “Just remember. Tonight is all about you. You will get everything you want. I promise.”
He left the dining room and she the room suddenly felt empty and bigger. There was heat between her legs. She wanted to reach under the table and ease the ache. But Sawyer was right. Tonight was hers.
Twenty-Eight
Lily
Lily looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing the sheer lacy lingerie gift from Sawyer and Jack. It was a different set from the one she wore to the wedding.
She spun around, her ass was completely bare. The ties crossed over her lower back and laced at the tops of her thighs. If this didn’t scream, take my virgin ass, she didn’t know what would.
This was it. The moment everything would change.
She walked into the bedroom after her shower. She hoped they loved how this looked on her.
“Damn,” Jack growled.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Sawyer echoed.
“Come here.”
There was no going back. No second thoughts. She walked toward the bed.
They pulled her to the sheets before her legs had reached the edge of the mattress. She couldn’t catch her breath. Their hands were everywhere. Their lips.
“Oh my God,” she purred.
Jack caught her mouth with a deep kiss as Sawyer lowered himself between her legs. He flicked her clit with authority.
“Open up, baby. I want a taste of your pussy before Jack gets it.”
Her legs fell to the side. She would do anything he wanted. Anything either wanted. The way they worshipped and teased her, played a symphony from one end of her body to the other. Strumming and stroking until she sang their names.
“Take my cock.” Jack pushed his wide shaft to her lips. She opened willingly. She loved how he tasted.
Sawyer’s tongue flashed wildly while Jack pumped inside her.
She clutched at the sheet for something to hold on to, but there was nothing to grasp that would keep her from losing all gravity.
Sawyer pulled back sharply. “You aren’t coming until we say so.” He smacked her bottom abruptly.
Jack withdrew his cock and she whimpered.
Their eyes bore into hers.
Jack nodded at Sawyer. He rolled her onto her stomach, so she was straddling him.
“Oh, yes.” She threw her head back. Her core was aching to be touched. She had wanted Jack inside her badly.
“Please fuck me,” she begged. “Like you did at the wedding.”
He shook his head. “It doesn’t work like that.”
Sawyer stood behind her, cupping her bottom. His palms made circles, pressing deeper into her flesh.
“Why not?” she pouted.
He grinned. “That pussy is mine. But until he fucks your ass you can’t handle us together. We want you to love this. Beg for it. And there’s no way that will happen if I’m inside you first. One at a time to start. He’s going to be deep inside you first. Ok?”
She nodded.
“Do you trust us, Lily?” Sawyer’s kissed the backside of her thigh.
“I do.”
Jack’s piercing gaze said everything. “Then trust we know how to make you come. We know how to get your ass ready to be fucked so it feels so good.”
“Please,” she looked over her shoulder at Sawyer. “Take it. Make my dream come true.”
He groaned. He slid his fingers against her hole. She clenched.
“You’re sure?” he asked.
She nodded. “I want you both inside me now.” If they didn’t take her she thought the pain could cripple her. The ache was deepening and widening into an abyss of torture.
Sawyer stood back, and for a second she thought he was going to change the agreement. He was withdrawing the offer to fulfill her fantasy, but he walked to the bedside table. He pulled out a bottle from the top drawer and walked to the bed.
