Paint

by Becca Jameson

  He couldn’t breathe, let alone think. His arms shook at his sides while his head rolled back against the seat.

  “I think he likes us, Livi.”

  Olivia giggled, her sweet tongue lapping at Luke’s length, making him shiver.

  The cab jolted to a stop, making Luke jerk himself to attention. He glanced at the driver, who kept his gaze straight ahead and didn’t say a word while Olivia tucked Luke back into his jeans and zipped him up.

  Nathan did the same at his side, hoisting his hips up several inches to wiggle his pants back into place. “Shall we go inside, then?”

  Olivia tucked her breasts back into her top while she crawled out from between Luke’s legs. She took his hand with her free one as she slipped from the car. “Come on. Text Kimber that you’re safe, then follow me. We’re going to have so much fun. Estoy vacilando.”

  Luke followed in a daze. He’d slipped into another dimension.

  Olivia nearly skipped into the apartment. She was that excited. She had more energy than anyone he’d ever met. Once they were inside, Nathan shut the door, took Olivia by the hand, and led her to a dark red couch in the living room, slipping off the loose wrist leash she’d been dragging. “Calm down, baby. You’re going to scare our boy off before we get through our first hour together.”

  Luke found their relationship perplexing at best and wondered where on earth he was going to fit in to their plan.

  “Do you do this a lot?”

  Nathan looked at him with a brow raised. “What?”

  “Pick guys up. Invite them to join you.” Luke wanted to know what he was getting into. If this was going to be another Morgan and Julian scenario.

  “No. We’ve played with others at Nyx, but you’re the first we’ve ever brought home.”

  “Oh.”

  Olivia grinned from her spot on the couch. “Yes, little Jedi, you’re special.”

  Chapter Five

  “Now that we’ve taken the edge off and assured you we aren’t predators, why don’t you tell us about yourself, Luke?” Nathan said as he settled Olivia on his lap on their soft, ruby-red, velvet couch. If Olivia didn’t know Nathan so well, she’d be pouting. They hadn’t taken the edge off as far as she was concerned. The two guys had both come, but her clit was throbbing and unattended.

  Nathan nipped at her neck as he placed each of her legs outside of his, spreading her wide. Luke’s eyes practically bugged out of his head as Nathan slipped a finger inside her and swirled her juices around her clit.

  “Well,” Luke said, his gaze unable to move from Nathan’s clever and very distracting fingers, “there’s not much to tell. I teach art to kids three afternoons a week at the Loft, a non-profit arts center in Minneapolis. I do some admin stuff for them too. I’m hoping to save for college, so I’m looking for a second job.”

  Olivia rolled her eyes. “Un tigre.”

  “What’s that?”

  Olivia almost laughed. She needed to remember Luke wasn’t used to her speech patterns. The ones that were more an affect than anything else. She didn’t think in Spanish. She’d dropped it completely until she met Nathan and he’d fucked her six ways to Sunday the first time she’d said something in her mother’s language. Now, she peppered it in all the time, just to rile him.

  “Un tigre? Oh, sorry. A second job.” She thrust her lip forward, putting on her best pout. “You won’t have time for us.”

  “I…” Luke started, but he seemed to lose focus as soon as he glanced at Nathan’s fingers. “What do you do?”

  Nathan kissed Olivia’s neck and she shivered. Her neck was so sensitive.

  Nathan answered. “I sell pharmaceutical drugs to doctors and hospitals. And yes, it’s as boring as it sounds, but the paycheck is good and sales is an easy field for me. Most days I don’t have to put in a full eight hours and can work from anywhere. Olivia manages a hipster clothing shop in St. Paul, though she’s smart enough to get out of retail if she wanted to.”

  Olivia started to get fuzzy from Nathan’s teasing fingers. “Mi amor…” She tipped her hips up and grabbed his wrist so he’d press harder. She was sopping wet and needed to come so badly.

  “Let go of my wrist, Livi.” His hand stilled and Olivia immediately released him, fisting her hands at her sides so he’d start back up again.

  Nathan’s middle finger sank deep inside her channel, and Olivia moaned. Luke echoed her with a softer sound of his own, and Olivia couldn’t help but smile. He liked this, their exhibitionism, their openness. He barely paused when Nathan told her to open his pants in the cab. He didn’t seem to be shy, which was a very good thing. Neither Nathan nor Olivia could do shy very well. They liked being the center of attention too much—youngest child syndrome.

  Olivia had eleven older brothers and sisters and learned very early in life she needed to stand out if she was going to win any of her parents’ limited attention. Nathan was the youngest boy of three and had nearly died at birth, making him the child who was showered with love from the first moment he woke up in the hospital. He could do no wrong and therefore spent much of his life proving it, testing every boundary, stepping over every line in the sand, showing everyone he had nine lives and was essentially untouchable.

  Nathan added a second finger, and Olivia swallowed back a whimper, trying to remain calm and keep her hips from again tilting into Nathan’s hand. “So Luke. You teach kids? That’s so cute,” she said, slightly breathless. God, there was no way she’d be able to carry on much more of a conversation until Nathan let her come.

  “Do you have family, Luke?” Nathan asked, pressing his thumb against her clit and holding it there so they both could feel the blood pulsing. Olivia tilted her head to the side and Nathan nipped at her neck, sucking the skin until she knew he’d left a mark. Not that anyone at work would ever ask her about it. Her hipster staff showed up with all manner of marks, tattoos, and piercings on them. She was probably the least decorated of the lot.

  “My mom died five months ago,” Luke said and finally he looked up to their faces. “She had lupus.”

  Olivia gasped. Nathan’s hand stilled and slipped from her, and Olivia moved her thighs back together.

  “I’m so sorry,” Olivia said. “That sucks.”

  Luke shook his head. “Yeah. It was just us, so the last few months have been hard. Christmas and Easter.”

  Olivia stood and crossed to Luke’s spot on the chair across from the couch. She kneeled down and took his hands in hers. “I don’t like when people are lonely,” she said, which was true. She always had a full house of people as a child and still most of her life she’d felt incredibly lonely. Like she didn’t somehow fit in with her family. Until she’d met Nathan.

  Luke shrugged. “I don’t like being lonely.”

  Olivia’s heart cracked a little, and she wanted to tuck him into bed with them and never let him leave. Young and alone. “Is that why you did the scene? Are you looking for friends? Ones that are like you?”

  Luke nodded. “I had this…experience, right after Christmas. With this couple. I’d never felt like that before. Part of something, I guess. I go to church…went to church.”

  Olivia blinked in surprise. “Really? What kind of church?”

  “Catholic Church. St. Jude’s. I used to feel part of something there. It’s the only place I’ve ever felt like part of a real family. I need to go back. I miss it. There’s a priest, and he took a lot of us guys who had single moms and made us feel like we weren’t on our own.”

  Olivia opened her mouth to ask a question but Luke waved a hand. “No. Nothing gross or weird like that. He didn’t touch us inappropriately or any of the other shit some of those Catholic priests have been accused of. Father George, well, he was good to us. Started a basketball team for us. Talked to us all the time. Did movie nights and youth group. It’s like he was called to help unprotected kids. And me, with my mom always being so sick, I guess he figured I was a little unprotected.”

  Olivia’s famil
y was Catholic, but she hadn’t been to church since ninth grade when she got caught stealing the communion wine from the rectory. Her parents were too tired to fight her on going back and honestly, she never really felt that faith was for her anyway. Too many rules.

  “So I’m guessing you’re a little old for the youth basketball league and you stopped going to church?”

  Luke shook his head. “I’m still part of St. Jude’s, but I haven’t been in a while. My mom… It’s hard to be there without her.”

  Olivia nodded. “Is your priest still there?”

  “Yeah. As far as I know. It’s been a few months, but I think he would’ve reached out if he was leaving.”

  Olivia redirected the conversation. “So you were a little lost after your mom died. And then this couple found you. And introduced you to something you didn’t know about. And now?”

  Nathan had gotten up and moved to the bar, pouring them all glasses of sparkling water and putting it on the coffee table before resuming his spot on the couch. He was unusually quiet, and Olivia didn’t know what to make of it. Nathan had opinions on everything.

  Luke stared past Olivia to meet Nathan’s gaze. “Now? I don’t know. I’m interested and open. I want something, though I’m not totally sure what it is. That scene tonight was pretty incredible, but…”

  Nathan rose and walked over to Luke, tugging him from the chair. “But it was just a scene. And you want more.”

  Olivia stood and took Luke’s face in her hands, dropping a full wet kiss on his mouth that he immediately opened for. Then she turned him to Nathan who did the same thing. Luke didn’t pull back, if anything, he opened wider and let Nathan suck on his tongue until a rumble sounded in the back of his throat. Finally, Nathan pulled away.

  “We could be more,” Olivia whispered. “Try this with us. See if this is maybe what you’re looking for.”

  Luke steadied his gaze on her and opened and closed his mouth several times before finally nodding and saying, “Okay. Let’s try.”

  •●•

  Nathan let his hands slip down to Luke’s and tugged him toward the bedroom. “Let’s get more comfortable. I’m sure Livi’s about to burst with need.” He chuckled and entwined his fingers with Luke’s as he walked.

  Olivia took up the rear. “Oh, thank God. I was afraid I was never going to get to come.”

  Nathan turned toward her at the door to the bedroom. “Baby, you’re going to come all right, so many times you’ll lose track.” He winked at Luke and stepped backward into the room.

  “Wow, nice,” Luke said as he glanced around. “That’s a huge bed.”

  Nathan shrugged. “We bought a king-size on purpose. It’s big enough for three.”

  Luke moved farther into the room and took in all the surroundings. “I thought you said you hadn’t brought home other…strays?” He offered a hesitant smile to Nathan, digging his fingers in his pockets. So young.

  Olivia giggled. “We haven’t. Just you. But we’ve considered it for a while. We’ve been looking, but until tonight we hadn’t found the perfect third.”

  “And what makes you so sure I’m the one?”

  Olivia stepped in front of him and flattened her palms on his chest. She trailed them upward until she pulled his head down for a quick kiss. “You’re so damn cute. You’ll see.”

  She released him when Nathan grabbed her around the waist. He pulled her back against his front and cupped her breasts, squeezing until she moaned. He nibbled her neck and turned her around to face the bed. “Hold on to the edge while I unlace this thing.” He bent her forward until she braced herself against the mattress with both hands, and then he tugged on the leather laces that held her corset in place. “Jesus, I love the way you look in this, but it’s hard as hell to get it all off. I always end up with a deflated cock by the time I’m done disassembling you.”

  Olivia laughed and wiggled her ass. “Your cock is never deflated unless you’ve just come. It’s like you mainline Viagra for breakfast.”

  “Bite your tongue, baby. That’s not Viagra. That’s genetics.” He was blessed with a cock that had a better than average recovery time. And it was a damn good thing because his Olivia could be insatiable.

  Olivia exhaled on a moan as the bodice fell away and slipped to the floor. Her glorious tits hung in front of her, free of the confines. Nathan knew she would be aroused from that act alone. Her sensitive nipples always pebbled harder after taking off her bra or corset.

  “Take your clothes off, Luke, while I get the rest of Livi undone here.” He unzipped the back of her skirt next and let it fall to the floor in a heap on top of her bustier. Without her thong, she was gloriously naked. He stroked his hands down her hips and then grasped her butt cheeks with both palms.

  Finally he gave her a gentle swat, which made her yelp. “Get up there in the center, baby. Let Luke see you. All of you.”

  Nathan removed his suit coat and yanked his own shirt over his head next and then kicked off his shoes while he opened his pants. He’d just come in the cab, but he still felt anxious to fuck. A good blowjob could take the edge off any day, but nothing replaced Livi’s sweet pussy.

  When he turned around, he found Luke naked behind him, his clothes in a pile on the floor like everyone else’s. Nathan leaned against the edge of the bed and drank in the sight. Luke was so young. Nathan knew he had to be twenty-one because Kimber had a strict policy about allowing anyone underage into the dungeon at Nyx. Still, Luke’s boyish charm made him look younger.

  Luke’s cock bobbed in front of him. Nathan wasn’t the only one affected by Olivia’s sexy body. Luke wasn’t looking at Nathan, in fact. His gaze was directed at the gorgeous woman spread out on the bed.

  Nathan advanced on Luke, blocking his view of Olivia for a moment. When Luke’s gaze shifted to Nathan, Nathan set one hand on Luke’s hip and grasped the boy’s cock with his other, gently stroking it from base to tip. “I know we just watched you do a scene, but you’re so much better up close.” He set his lips on Luke’s neck and nibbled a path up to his ear, forcing Luke to tip his head to one side.

  Luke grabbed Nathan’s biceps with both hands. “God. Jesus.”

  Nathan chuckled, feeling the vibrations rumble through Luke’s body. “Sure, he’s welcome too.”

  Luke flinched, a short gasp escaping his lips.

  Nathan pulled back to look at him. “Just kidding.” He kissed Luke’s lips again, enjoying the way the younger man tentatively returned each kiss, his soft mouth unintentionally teasing Nathan.

  When Nathan let his tongue graze along the edge of Luke’s lower lip, Luke moaned.

  “Guys. Could you bring the party over here maybe?” Olivia pouted.

  Nathan pulled back and smiled. “She’s so demanding.” He tugged Luke toward the bed and climbed up next to Olivia. “Luke, join us on the other side.”

  Luke crawled up and made his way over Olivia’s spread body to get to her other side.

  Olivia immediately took Luke’s hand and molded it to her breast. “Please. I need you both to touch me. Tócame. Por favor.” She flattened against the mattress, her knees wide open.

  Nathan glared at Olivia. “Baby, you need to stop with the orders and let me run this show now. Enough.”

  Olivia pursed her lips together and nodded.

  “Remove your hand from Luke’s. Let him explore on his own.”

  She did as instructed for once and let her arm fall beside her body.

  “Go ahead, Luke. You might as well learn her responses. I’ll give you a few pointers.”

  Luke cupped Olivia’s breast as he lifted his gaze to Nathan. “Okay, but I’m not really used to this. I feel very awkward.”

  Nathan smiled. “I’m sure you do. You’re not very experienced, and you said it yourself, we’re not like other couples. I hope it doesn’t bother you.”

  “No.” Luke shook his head. “It’s just strange.”

  Nathan nodded at Olivia. “She’s squirmy. If you want to rea
lly get purchase on her, either her tits or her pussy, you have to hold her down firmly. She’s also sensitive and will probably come as soon as you touch her sweet clit. I’m sure she’s ready to burst right about now.”

  “Noted.” Luke flicked his thumb over Olivia’s nipple, making her writhe.

  “Also, she doesn’t like pain, so I don’t spank her or anything like that. Do you like pain, Luke?”

  Luke lifted his gaze again. “I don’t know.”

  “We’ll find out then.” Nathan leaned forward and stroked one finger up Luke’s bicep.

  “I don’t use restraints on her very often, but when I do, she wakes the neighborhood. I can usually hold her down enough without them.” Nathan moved his hand to Olivia’s thigh and gripped it, pressing her knee down and opening her farther.

  Luke dipped his face and licked Olivia’s nipple, making her raise her chest off the bed to meet his mouth.

  “Stay still, Livi.” Nathan squeezed her thigh as he spoke. “Luke, wrap your leg over hers to hold her steady.”

  Luke lifted his left knee and set it between Olivia’s open thighs, tugging her leg against his body and wrapping his foot under her shin. He sucked her nipple into his mouth as he did so, and Nathan watched as Luke’s hand roamed down Olivia’s body until it rested on her belly, splayed open.

  “Go ahead. Stroke her pussy, Luke. Make her come so we can move on. Until she has her first orgasm, she’ll be useless.”

  Luke lifted his face to stare down at Olivia and then cocked his head to look at Nathan. He must have gathered some sort of courage by what he saw in their faces because he dipped his fingers between Olivia’s legs and stroked them through her lips.

  Olivia moaned. “God. Luke. That’s…” her voice trailed off as she gripped the sheets with her hands at her sides.

  “Good girl, baby. How does his hand feel?”

  “Ohh.” She rolled her head to one side and met Nathan’s gaze. “So good. Please…” Her gaze jerked back to Luke. “Por favor, Luke. Fuck me with your fingers. I’m so close.”