Checking It Twice (18 page)

Nick walked back into view, momentarily breaking Kevin’s eye contact with Jana and granting Kevin a brief reprieve from the chaos of his emotions. He watched Nick toss a handful of condoms onto the bed. His pulse revved several notches. Clearly Nick expected to end this evening with both of their cocks inside Jana.

Kevin’s heart thudded in an erratic tattoo. He’d only be fooling himself if he didn’t acknowledge that there was no damn way he wouldn’t be buried in her pussy before the night was done. He was past the point of no return. Even his conscience wouldn’t stop him now.

A high-pitched buzz filled the air, courtesy of the fat purple vibrator in Nick’s hand. He coated its jellied shaft with a generous application of lube and swirled the tip in Jana’s wetness. She wiggled as the vibe kissed over her clit, her head falling back on her outstretched arms. Nick tormented the slickened bundle of nerves for endless, torturous minutes before working the device into her pussy. She was so wet it slid home with minimal effort on Nick’s end. He pumped the vibe with lazy, unhurried strokes, making Jana whimper and writhe in her bindings.

Enthralled by the luscious way her pussy clung to the oscillating vibe and the wetness trailing along her spread thighs and the crack of her ass, Kevin licked his lips, practically tasting her sugary goodness. She arched, her nipples scrumptiously pink and swollen in their jeweled rings. Her strangled gasps and desperate pleas for Nick to finish her off fell on deaf ears.

His mouth gritty, Kevin eyed the whirring vibrator. “Enough. Let her come.”

Nick dialed the controls, and the buzzing petered to a low drone. Jana swiveled her hips, ineffectually attempting to increase the intensity of the vibrator. Thighs trembling, she whimpered and sobbed.

Kevin gritted his teeth and glared at Nick. “Get her off.
Now
.”

“No. I’ve got a better idea.
You
make her come. That’s what she needs. What she wants. Not this plastic cock.” Another flick of Nick’s thumb, and the vibe leveled to an almost nonexistent purr.

An anguished cry bleated from Jana. It ripped through Kevin, shattering the last of his control. He knew Nick had played him. Reeled him in like a starved fish on a hook. Despite that, there was nothing that’d stop him from ensuring Jana got her orgasm. Not even his inner demons.

Lust, desire and an entire sea of emotions a tempest within him, he shoved up from the cushion. Legs shaky, he crossed to Jana and thunked to his knees in front of her. She pinned her desperate stare on him. “Please.”

He slid his palms along her inner thighs before his tongue followed suit. Her honeyed musk consumed his senses. His nose and taste buds—she was everywhere. A heady, intoxicating drug to his system.

A static buzz hazing his brain, he waited for Nick to remove the vibrator before clutching Jana’s hips and burying his mouth in her pussy. He ate her like a death-row inmate faced with his last meal, gorging on her with hungry, delirious growls. Lapping her up in big, lusty mouthfuls. Sticky sweet, her wetness glazed his lips and tongue, trickled down his chin, and still he couldn’t get enough of her. His tongue toggled her clit. Slick, juicy and swollen. Primed. For him. He sucked it ravenously. So…fucking…good.

A strong beat coursed through her clit, and Kevin held the slippery nub firm between his lips and teeth, drawing out the pleasure as her ecstatic cries echoed in his ears. She came, hot and explosive on his tongue, his name a keening wail.

Without question, the next time he savored that sound, she’d be impaled on his cock.

There was no going back now. Even knowing he’d only hurt her in the end.

Tuning out the taunting demons in his head, he lifted to his feet and ripped at his shirt buttons.

Chapter Thirteen

Wickedly fierce tremors still racking her, Jana watched as Kevin tore at his clothes. If there was ever an expression that conveyed,
Hold on to your pussy, baby, you’re about to get fucked till you scream
, it was the one he had leveled on her.

Electrical anticipation sizzled through her, making her dizzy. There was no way in hell she’d allow herself to pass out, though. Not when the man she’d waited five years for was finally going to be inside her.

He impatiently popped the last two buttons free and flung aside his shirt, his broad, muscular shoulders flexing. Her pussy contracted, verifying that Nick wasn’t the only gorgeous specimen of manmeat in the room who possessed a body capable of making a woman come merely by looking at him.

Sculpted pecs and six-pack rippling, Kevin hiked his jeans and boxer briefs down and kicked them behind him. His fat, rosy cock jutted thick and breath-stealingly erect from the dark patch of hair nestled at its base. Precome glossed the swollen head. She salivated, desperate to taste him, but the way his gaze kept drifting to her pussy hinted that she wouldn’t be treated to a Kevin cocksicle any time soon. At least not in her mouth.

His dark, intense eyes locked with hers, Kevin snatched one of the nearby condom packets and ripped it open. Three downstrokes of his fist and the latex sheath snapped in place. A sharp, needy ache speared through her core. God, she wanted him inside her. So badly, she could barely think straight.

Cupping her face, he crushed her lips beneath his, teeth scraping and tugging, tongue ripe with her essence gliding over hers. His groan tumbled and rolled, becoming lost to the recesses of her mouth. She kissed him back hungrily, vexation building at her inability to touch him. When his cock butted her pussy and rubbed teasingly along her labia, she sobbed in frustration. She wanted to wrap herself around him. Lick, bite and kiss every centimeter of his body.

He gripped his shaft, skimmed the head through her wetness, before positioning it at her entrance. A delicious stretch as his cockhead eased inside.

“Now.” His mouth lowered—a hairsbreadth from kissing her. Choppy, staccato breaths mingled with her own. “Now I take you.”

Hard and impossibly thick, he entered her, filling her completely in one smooth thrust.
Oh. My. God.
She shuddered, her inner muscles clenching around Kevin. The swing and the restraints afforded him an angle and deep, penetrative access to her pussy that wouldn’t have been possible otherwise. At least not without some significant contortionist skills. He groaned and gripped the straps on the stirrups, using them to fuck her up and down, back and forth, any damn way he pleased on his cock. A bead of sweat making tracks down his sternum, he watched the slick advance and retreat of his shaft as it tunneled inside her.

The expression on his face and the enticing glide of his cock hurtled her over the edge. Toes curling, she gasped, pussy spasming, sucking endlessly at Kevin’s dick as she came hard. His hands abandoned the straps and encircled her bound wrists. Mouth capturing hers, he swallowed her cries. He continued pumping his hips, his pubic hair a feather stroke on her clit that kept her orgasm spiraling.

Tension straining his features, Kevin panted against her lips. “
Jesus
. The way you come, Jana. Feels incredible.”

Nick’s arms slid around her from behind and massaged her breasts, plumping her nipples into stiff peaks. Kevin leaned down and sucked one of the pebbled nubbins into his mouth. She shuddered, her eyes rolling back.

“So beautiful. Keep coming on Kev’s cock, sweetness. Fuck, just like that.” Murmuring his approval, Nick let go of her and moved to her side. Sometime during the time Kevin had been fucking her, Nick had stripped from his clothes. She gave a delirious groan of need as he cupped the back of her head and guided his cock between her lips. She laved the silky head, hungry for every drop of salty precome weeping from the slit.

Combing his fingers along her scalp, Nick tucked her curtain of hair aside. “Look at you taking those cocks. Mmm. What. A. Good. Girl.” Nick punctuated each word with a leisurely pump of his hips, sliding his dick back and forth along the groove of her tongue. Kevin’s worshipping of her breasts halted, his shaft swelling even more inside her, physical proof that he was as turned on by her blowjob performance as Nick was.

A heady, feminine rush filled her. The knowledge that she possessed the power to affect Kevin and Nick as equally as they did her was intoxicating.

Nick extracted himself from her mouth for a second and grabbed something from behind her. A second later, he showed her the tube he held. “A little something I’m planning to introduce in the Hot Summer Nights line I’m working on.” Before she could do much more than squint at the label, he squirted the clear liquid onto her nipples. A shock of cold seeped into her turgid flesh, only to be replaced a second later by prickly warmth. The sensation raced like a zip-line between her nipples and her clit, and her pussy clamped down hard on Kevin’s cock, making them both suck in a breath.

Nick blew a hot stream of air across her nipples, heightening the exquisite sensations. She started coming, fast and furious, shuddery cries and wails ripping from her as her body detonated into a thousand fragmented pieces.

Grinning, Nick freed her from the wrist restraints and caught her against his chest when she started to slump. “I’ll put you down for two cases.”

She gasped for breath. “Make it a pallet.”

While Nick indicated for Kevin to release her from the ankle restraints, she struggled to gather her senses. That became an impossible task when Nick wedged one of the odd-shaped cushions he’d placed on the bed under his back and donned a condom before sliding her off the swing seat. She could only think of one reason why he would do that, and her aroused suspicions became confirmed as he arranged her on top of him, her spine molding to his torso. The stirrups remained in place on her thighs, adding to the naughty thrill of being restrained between her two lovers.

Nick’s cock nudged her ass before he aligned it with Kevin’s shaft and eased inside her overstuffed pussy. She gasped and quivered, her body a mass of tortured nerve endings that pulled ever tighter as Kevin leaned over her. Looking into his eyes, she stroked his jaw. A hint of vulnerability flashed in his gaze before he banked it. He caressed her hip and kissed her, his tongue a persuasive glide along hers.

Nick rolled her nipples between his fingers, triggering a ripple of liquid lightning through her veins. Just when she thought there was a good chance she’d die of pleasure overload, Nick’s cock began stroking in countermotion to Kevin’s, creating a luscious friction that had her head spinning. The moan that tore from her didn’t even sound like it’d come from her, but rather some wanton woman who was having the living daylights fucked out of her by two men who possessed the devastating skill of turning her inside out.

Oh yeah, guess that
is
me.
Her sobbing laugh morphed into a cry of ecstasy as Kevin ground his pubic bone against her clit. Nick nuzzled her neck before sucking the trigger point just beneath her ear—the same one he’d marked for later exploration. She was no longer in possession of her own body. They owned it. Heart, body and soul. She was theirs, completely. An intense orgasm bore down on her. She locked stares with Kevin, read the silent persuasion in his eyes.
Come
.

The climax roared through her like a firestorm, destroying everything in its path, including her voice as she screamed her throat raw. There was no reprieve for her. No waning in the endless spiral of orgasm Nick and Kevin hurtled her into while they continued waging their sensual assault on her senses. Their hands stroked her hot, sensitive skin, fingers ceaselessly working her aching clit and nipples. Hard, thick cocks kept her filled. There was no end to their ravishing enslavement of her body. And then it came—the telltale, rough, broken edge to Kevin’s breathing. Grip tightening on her hip, he buried his face in her neck, the harsh, guttural groan a slow rumble through his chest.

The moment Kevin came, she wished with every fiber of her being she could see it happen, but she could feel the pulse of his cock inside her. More than that, and best of all, was the sound of her name falling like a benediction from his lips. It was echoed several moments later by Nick as he came along with them.

She hugged Kevin to her and twined her fingers with Nick’s, the warm glow of her love for them both wonderful and terrifying. There was no protection for her heart when the time came for them to leave her. It’d be an empty vessel, missing the two vital parts to make it whole.

Chapter Fourteen

“Hon, you do realize most folks can’t drink a cup of coffee just by staring at it, right?”

Nick snapped out of his pensive brain fog and jerked his gaze to the waitress standing next to his table. “Pardon?” He followed her pointing finger to the steaming mug resting in front of him and grimaced. Shit. He hadn’t even noticed she’d been by with the coffee. Just went to show how damn scattered his brain was this morning.

Correction, fixated. On Jana and Kev. And how fucking incredible last night had been.

He picked up his mug and took a swig, earning an approving nod from his waitress before she shuffled to the next table.

His thoughts returning to Jana and Kev, he plunked the mug down and rubbed the base of his skull, the knot of tension there refusing to budge. He wished he could say that his response to their sexual smorgasbord was because of his extended absence from participating in a threesome, but he knew better than to feed himself that crock of shit. No, the truth was a lot more complicated and immeasurably harder to shrug off than repressed hormones gone wild.