Outlaws: A Romance Anthology

by Yolanda Olson

  He chuckled. “Why do you automatically assume something’s wrong?”

  “Because you never call,” I reminded him.

  “True. Listen, is your brother home yet?”

  My stomach sunk. “No. But Mia’s father is doing better. That’s all I know though.”

  “Okay. I’m supposed to be stopping by there sometime soon. Jude needs some help fixing up the basement. I guess he wants to renovate it.”

  “Oh okay.” He had said when we had gone out for dinner that he wanted to paint, fix the flooring, and expand the basement a bit but that was all I knew. It wasn’t like I had been paying much attention anyway when his wife’s fingers were deep inside of me at the time.

  “So, how are you doing?” Which was dad talk for, when are you going to move out of your brother’s place and get a life of your own?

  “I’m fine. Mia and Jude have been good to me.” Really really good. So good in fact, I fucked your son and his wife.

  Jude’s father had taken me in when he married my mom. After she passed, we had become closer. He never treated me like I wasn’t his blood. But if he ever found out that I slept with his son, I wasn’t so sure how he would feel about me.

  “That’s good to hear. Well I’ll let you go. See you soon.”

  We said our goodbyes and I placed my phone on the coffee table in front of me. It made me wonder what that was about when he could have just texted me.

  After watching a couple movies and having another glass of wine, I finally put myself to bed only to toss and turn. I wasn’t sure when, but I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke with a start when I heard footsteps coming from the kitchen.

  Slowly making my way out of my room and down the hall, my heart sped up. If there was an intruder in the house, I wasn’t sure what I would do.

  But as I reached the top of the stairs, that was when I heard them.

  A low moan pulled me down the stairs.

  “Fuck.” That single word was followed by a growl.

  Reaching the end of the hall, I peeked around the corner. Mia was sitting on the kitchen counter with Jude’s head between her legs.

  Her eyes flicked to mine, a slow smile creeping along her face. “You can watch or join. I’m down for either.”

  Jude chuckled against her.

  “Well I…” I took a step toward them. “I wasn’t expecting you home.”

  “I know,” Mia breathed. “My dad is doing better and…God, Jude. Baby. Fuck.” She gripped his hair, holding him tight against her.

  He released her with a smack. “We couldn’t have sex there. Too many fucking people.” He rose to his full height and smacked his palm against Mia’s pussy.

  She jumped, glaring at her husband.

  “Keep the dirty looks to yourself, baby.” He smacked her again.

  Mia yelped, shoving him away and jumped off the counter. “Come here,” she demanded, her eyes locking with mine.

  I swallowed hard but did as I was told.

  Jude stepped to the side, watching.

  Mia closed the distance between us, caught my hand and pulled me against her before slamming me up against the fridge. “I’ve fucking missed you.”

  Before I could respond, she slammed her mouth down hard on mine.

  I gasped, taking her tongue deep between my lips.

  Mia nipped my bottom lip. “Did you miss us, baby girl?”

  I nodded. “I thought something was wrong or that…that you didn’t want to do this again.”

  Her mouth slid down the length of my jaw. “You have no idea how much I want to do this. Now. Tomorrow. Forever. Always.”

  My heart stuttered at her words.

  “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you.” Mia dropped to her knees in front of me.

  Jude hopped up on the counter, crooking his finger at me.

  Mia caught the movement and shuffled closer to him.

  When I stood in front of him, I looked down at Mia.

  She kissed my thigh, moving out from between us and trailed light pecks up the back of my leg.

  A finger brushed down my jaw before pinching my chin.

  Jude’s eyes were dark. “I want your mouth.”

  Reaching out for his jeans, I started unbuckling his belt. But I couldn’t focus on anything other than Mia’s mouth trailing higher and higher. Her lips hit the crease of my ass.

  In a rough move, she pulled my pajama shorts over my ass and down my legs. She grabbed fistfuls of my ass and spread me open before diving her face against my center.

  I gasped, arching against her.

  Jude cupped my cheek, pushing his fingers to my hair and pulled his cock out of his pants.

  Taking the hint, I lowered my mouth onto him, the girth stretching my lips.

  He groaned, pumping his hips up and down. “Suck that cock, Tiffany. Fuck. So good.”

  Mia cupped my thighs, spreading me open even more for her and swiped her tongue over the tiny bundle of nerves.

  A muffled whimper left me.

  Jude grabbed my hair with both hands, forcing me further down the length of his cock.

  I gagged, choking around him.

  He lifted my head, letting me grab a lungful of air before lowering me back onto him. It was rough, intense but so damn hot, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  My thighs shook.

  My lips burned.

  It was perfect.

  MIA

  She tasted good. So damn good. I couldn’t control the urge to eat at her harder and harder. While I heard my husband fucking her face, the sounds only made me want to devour every inch of Tiffany more.

  When Jude and I had started driving home after the long couple of weeks at my parents’ place, I was on him. I gave him a blow job while he drove. He fingered me. But it wasn’t enough. When we were used to having sex multiple times a day and then suddenly going without, it set us on edge. It was selfish on our parts knowing why we had to go to my parents’ house in the first place, but we found out my dad was going to be just fine, over a week ago. My mom liked to drive me crazy and wanted us to stay over to talk to us about having kids. We weren’t ready. Maybe one day. Maybe never. But right now, we didn’t want them. Not that we wouldn’t love one if it happened, but we definitely weren’t trying.

  “Fuck,” Jude’s deep voice brought me back to the present.

  I licked from Tiffany’s slit to the tight little spot between her ass and kissed her tailbone.

  Stepping up to Jude, I watched for a moment. He had always been beautiful in the way he let himself go. His brow was furrowed, a sheen of sweat coated his forehead, his jaw clenched. He was chasing that orgasm and I was going to help Tiffany give it to him.

  Pulling Tiffany off of his cock, I tugged her against me and covered her mouth with mine.

  Jude grabbed our hands and placed them around his cock, helping us stroke him.

  “Squeeze him,” I told her. “He likes it rough, baby girl.”

  Jude groaned when she did as I said.

  “Told you.” I kissed her swollen mouth.

  Tiffany inched her free hand under my dress, her fingers grazing my center. “You like it too it seems.”

  I laughed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Let us show you how much we missed you.”

  And for the rest of the night, we did.

  Chapter Nine

  Tiffany

  “God, Mia.” I held her head as she lapped at my center. “More. Please give me more.”

  She laughed, the sound vibrating through every inch of me. “I’ll give you more, baby girl. I promise.”

  She slid a finger into me at the same time her teeth grazed over my clit.

  I whimpered, arching beneath her. “I…I can’t.” I shook beneath her, the sun shining down on me, heating my skin more than it already was. It seemed to intensify the longer Mia devoured my soul.

  Mia hooked her hands under my thighs and pushed my knees against my chest. I couldn’t help but watch he
r. Her tongue thrust in and out of me. She swiped it from my slit to my ass, dipping it into the tight little hole.

  A shiver trembled through me, my clit swelling even more at the sight before me.

  Cupping my knees, I chewed my bottom lip to keep from screaming at the top of my lungs. Not that it would have been a big deal or anything, but I didn’t want our neighbors hearing our exploits.

  Mia lifted her head, pushing three of her fingers into me. Once, twice, three times she pumped her hand before removing it and started rubbing her palm over my clit.

  I whimpered, throwing my head back and arching beneath her.

  Her hand slapped lightly against my center, forcing a hard moan from the back of my throat. “You’re beautiful when you let yourself go.”

  My thighs shook, my muscles tightening. “Mia.”

  “You want to come, baby girl?”

  I locked eyes with her. “Yes. Please.”

  She laughed. “Then let’s give you that orgasm, baby. But you know that when Jude gets home, more orgasms will be happening.”

  My core clenched. “Oh. God.”

  “You like that idea.” Her palm picked up speed, running over my clit. “You can’t wait for my husband’s cock. Can you?”

  A hard release crashed into me, her name leaving my lips as a gush of liquid left my body.

  “Fucking beautiful.”

  Before I knew what was happening, Mia grabbed my hands and pulled me into the water with her. She pushed me up against the wall of the pool, slamming her mouth down on mine.

  I could taste myself on her tongue, feel her heart beating against mine. Wrapping my arms around her, I deepened the kiss, taking in everything she had to offer me.

  I slid my hands up her back, untying the strap of her bikini top. The fabric fell away, revealing her full breasts. Cupping the full mounds, I pushed them together, pinching her nipples between my fingers.

  Her breath hitched.

  I was never a dominant person but something in that moment had taken over. It was like a beast had been unleashed. While I preferred that both her and my stepbrother dominated over me, I wanted to do the same to her. Just this once.

  In a quick move, I spun us around and shoved her up against the wall.

  “Tiffany,” she whispered, breaking the kiss.

  I lifted my head, running my thumb along her swollen mouth. “I want more.”

  “You’re a greedy little thing, aren’t you?” A breathless laugh left her when her gaze flicked past my head. Her eyes widened, the smile falling from her lips.

  I followed her gaze, my stomach dropping at the sight.

  My stepfather stood there. His eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open.

  “Oh shit,” I whispered.

  “What the hell is going on here?” Jude’s dad, Keith, demanded. While I had grown up with him as a father as well, right then, I felt like a little girl who had gotten caught for having her hand in the cookie jar before supper. “Does Jude know about this?” Keith shook his head. “No, he couldn’t know. This isn’t right.”

  Jude took that moment to join us in the back yard. “What’s going on?” He looked our way, something flashing behind his eyes. “Dad, we should talk.”

  “Talk.” Keith’s head whipped around. “Your wife is fucking your sister.”

  “Stepsister,” I mumbled.

  Mia fixed her bathing suit top before kissing my cheek. “We’ll make this right.”

  Her words didn’t make me feel better. This had been what I worried about. But my lust for my sister-in-law took over. I had always felt like the black sheep of the family ever since my mother died. I wasn’t their blood, but they still welcomed me in when they could have kicked me out when I was never technically related to them. Well now, it was surely going to backfire.

  “Dad, let’s go inside and grab a drink.” Jude clapped his dad’s shoulder. “There are some things I should tell you.”

  Jude finally convinced his father to go inside with him, but I could still hear him mumble about his daughter-in-law and stepdaughter having sex.

  I left the pool and wrapped a towel around myself before slipping my bikini bottoms up my legs under the towel.

  “Tiffany.”

  I ignored Mia and gathered up my things.

  “Hey.” Mia grabbed my hand and turned me toward her. “Talk to me.”

  My chin wobbled.

  “Oh, baby girl. You have nothing to worry about.” She cupped my nape, leaning her forehead against mine. “We love you. Hell, I’m in love with you, Tiffany.”

  “What?” I gasped, pushing out of her hold. “No. You can’t. That’s not…I just…”

  “What’s going on?” Jude took that moment to join us.

  “I told her that I’m in love with her,” Mia said, walking up to her husband.

  He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple. “It’s about fucking time. Now I don’t have to listen to you bitch and moan about whether you should tell her or not.”

  “Ass.” Mia laughed, punching him in the stomach lightly.

  I stared at them. “How can you be joking around like this when dad is probably losing his shit?”

  Both Jude and Mia looked my way.

  “We love you,” Jude finally said. “We’re in love with you, Tiffany. Have been for as long as I can remember.”

  My knees buckled. I lowered myself to the nearby lounger and dropped my head in my hands. “I don’t know what’s going on.”

  Jude moved behind me and sat. He pulled me back between his legs, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “When I met Mia, she asked me if you were single and you weren’t. You were dating Emma who broke your heart.”

  My chest ached at the reminder.

  Mia sat on the lounger in front of me, cupping my cheek. “I wanted to date you, Tiffany,” she said softly. “But you weren’t single. So Jude and I got talking. He wasn’t sure at the time if he should ask me out but I’m glad that he did. We eventually started dating and you know the rest. I’ve told him time and time again that I wanted to have a threesome. We didn’t want just anyone though. We wanted you. I wasn’t sure how you would take it though and then when we started messing around before I had to go see my parents, I knew that we could explore it more.”

  “What about dad?” I asked Jude.

  He cupped my knee, sliding his hand under the towel until he reached my inner thigh. “He didn’t want to listen. You know how dad is. I told him that I was already aware that you and my wife were fucking. I think a lot of it with him is that he’s jealous.”

  My eyes widened, my head whipping around. “What? He is?”

  Jude chuckled. “Yeah. He wanted to have some fun, but my mother didn’t want any of that. And then he met your mom and she was into it, but she passed before they could explore it further.”

  “I never knew that,” I said in awe.

  Jude pulled open the towel wrapped around my body. “The thing with him is that he’s stubborn. It’ll take a bit, but I’ll get him to come around. And if he doesn’t, oh well.”

  “We love you,” Mia added, pulling at the string around her neck. The fabric fell from around her chest. “I know this is new for him. It’s new for us too but we do love you and we know you love us back.”

  I nodded. “I do,” I whispered.

  Mia smirked. “Are you good now? I thought you were going to leave us.”

  “No. Not at all. I just…I don’t want any issues. That’s all.” I took a chance and reached a hand out to lightly graze down the center of Mia’s torso.

  Her eyes flicked above my head. “You want to watch, baby?”

  “Fuck yes,” Jude’s deep voice slid between us.

  Mia grinned, leaning toward me and placed a soft peck on my lips. “Lets give him a show.”

  MIA

  I pulled the towel from around Tiffany’s waist. “I want to fuck you with my toy again.”

  She shivered.

  I grinned. “But
that’ll be later.” I reached out, brushing my thumb along the line of her jaw. “Thank you for not leaving us.”

  Her eyes darkened. “Never. You’re stuck with me.”

  Jude chuckled and I only smiled.

  Tiffany reached around her back and untied the strings holding her bikini top up. She pulled and the fabric fell away from around her beautiful tits.

  Straddling the lounger, I cupped her breasts and took a budding nipple into my mouth.

  She sighed, pushing her chest into my face.

  “Lay back against my husband,” I told her, kissing along the flesh.

  Jude wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against him. Without me even having to ask, he cupped the back of her thighs, pushing her knees to her chest.

  Tiffany placed her feet on his thighs, her body opening to me.

  I glanced at him, gave him a wink and curled my fingers in the hem of her bottoms. Pulling them down and over her ass, I slid them off her legs and tossed them to the side.

  “Wet already, baby girl.” I swiped my finger through the drop of cream that had slipped from her center.

  She chewed her bottom lip, her cheeks turning pink. “I can’t help it.”

  “Good.” Rising to my knees, I towered over her and covered her mouth with mine as I slid two fingers into her.

  She jumped, a moan escaping the back of her throat.

  I was vaguely aware of Jude watching. I could feel his eyes burning into the side of my head as I kissed the hell out of his stepsister.

  Pulling my hand from between Tiffany’s legs, I lowered it to Jude’s straining erection. Reaching under her ass, I slipped a hand inside his shorts and pulled out his thick cock.

  Breaking the kiss, I nipped Tiffany’s bottom lip before lifting my head.

  With my free hand, I brushed my thumb along Jude’s bottom lip.

  He gave it a gentle bite, his eyes dark and stormy.

  Pumping his dick, I lined it up with Tiffany’s center.

  He thrust up, filling her with every inch of him.

  She cried out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. “God that feels good.”

  “Good. Then it’s about to feel even better.” I gave Jude a wink and shuffled back a bit on the lounger. I watched for a moment. His cock thrust in and out of her, his grip tightening on the back of her thighs. Lowering my mouth to her center, I sucked her clit between my lips.