COME WHEN CALLED #6, The Punishment (Billionaire & Biker MMF Menage Romance Serial) (3 page)

But she knew deep down Ford was lost. Maybe more lost than any of them, only he had no one to talk to about it.

“Evie,” he whispered simply, his beautiful voice sounding bare and heartbreaking, and she felt as if that one word encompassed an entire conversation he didn’t know how to say out loud. Without breaking eye contact he lowered his face to hers and she didn’t even hesitate to open her mouth and welcome him.

Everything in her wanted everything in him.

She had no right to feel the hurt and betrayal she was feeling. She was the one breaking the rules, after all. But she didn’t uncross her arms. She held them barred in front of her heart like a physical shield against him as he kissed her.

The sweet and heady smell of bourbon on his breath mixed with the vanilla-leather scent of his cologne and permeated her mood, nearly succeeding in moving her brain from thinking to simply sensing. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, the wet stroke strong and sensuous. She felt Charley shift next to her, and then a kiss on her shin and the rasp of his five-o’clock shadow. Charley squeezed her ankle and kissed her again. She knew he was telling her—maybe begging her—to let it go.

She was too easily persuaded.
Absolutely screwed. Totally fucked.
It was beyond her control.

Giving in to her need for the man, she unfolded her arms and wrapped them as far around Ford’s broad shoulders as she could, shouting at herself in her head for her stupid and overwhelming love for this fucked up man. He was rich beyond belief. He could give her anything in the goddamned world except for what she really wanted.

Ford made a noise of raw need when she broke down and embraced him, and his kiss grew deeper. Without taking his mouth from hers for a moment, he climbed on top of her, straddling a knee on each side of her naked body. She felt Charley move back up to her side and out of Ford’s way. Ford broke the kiss and knelt up, grabbing Charley under his jaw and pulling him up to his lips roughly.

Charley opened for him, and Ford tongued his friend’s mouth as deeply and passionately as he had Evie. Charley’s body tensed, sexual energy pouring off his massive form as he pawed at Ford’s sweater, pulling it up to explore the man’s incredible abs and chest. Evie saw Charley was hard again, this time for Ford.

The men broke the kiss only long enough for Charley to pull the sweater over Ford’s head. He immediately dipped his face to kiss Ford’s now-bare chest, and when Charley trailed his tongue to the billionaire’s nipples, Ford groaned, closing his eyes for a moment, lost in ecstasy. Evie watched, fascinated, as Ford reached down and wrapped his hand around Charley’s large dick. He swirled his thumb around the head of Charley’s cock, who pulled back, shaking his head and staring wide-eyed at Ford’s fist around his erection. “Fuck,” Charley whispered in awe.

When Ford’s thumb was wet with Charley’s precum, he hooked it into his own mouth, tasting the other man. Ford made an appreciative noise deep in his throat at the tang, and Charley sat taller, his frame stiffening. “Ford,” his voice was huskier than Evie had ever heard it. “If you’ve got a plan, you’re gonna wanna get on with it, ‘cause if you do something like that again, I can’t be held responsible for what I’m gonna do to you.”

A groan rose from Ford’s chest and he cupped his hand around the back of Charley’s neck, forcing the man to bend over, pulling Charley’s face to Ford’s cock like the order it was intended to be. Keeping one hand clamped behind his best friend’s neck, Ford grasped his erection and fed Charley his now-rigid shaft, inch by inch. Since Ford was still straddling her, Evie had a front-row view of the scene unfolding in her lap. Ford shifted, sitting back so his weight was on his heels. Her eyes widened as Ford forced Charley to take nearly all of his length before the larger man gagged, and only then did Ford release him.

“Not as deep as Evie, but I like your mouth for other reasons,” he purred to Charley, pulling him up and kissing him again until both of the men groaned with sounds of lust. Breaking off, Ford turned his attention back to Evie, hunching over and kissing her. His breath was hot on her mouth and he smelled like Charley. Ford going from kissing a man to kissing her…it did things to her, and her body reacted at once. She wanted Ford to do things to her—lots of naughty things.

She felt Charley grasp her hand at her side, squeezing it three times again before lifting her hand to guide her fingers around his erection. She obliged immediately, squeezing his cock and stroking him while Ford’s tongue reminded her why she’d missed him so much while he was out at dinner.

“You’re trembling,” Ford whispered, moving his face back to meet her eyes. “Are you that aroused?” He searched her face, his voice deep and husky.

“I want you that much,” she sighed, giving herself over to the longing.

Ford slid down the bed and adjusted until he was kneeling between her legs. She could make out the profile of his erection, large and hard, and it only made her aching worse. “Ford,” she reached her free hand out to him, lifting herself, then looked to her side at the hand she still had wrapped around Charley’s cock. “Charley,” whispered. She wanted them both. Needed them badly. Ford pushed her back down onto the bed and spread her legs wider.

He ran his hands down each side of her torso to her hips, where he stopped and pressed his fingertips into her skin as if to remind her with that little bit of force who was in charge. Her breath hissed in when he moved his hands between her legs and ran his fingers down her folds, sneaking his fingertips in and finding her excited clit. She gasped at his touch, pressing her hips upward, wanting a stronger, steady, rhythmic touch. Charley caressed her breasts and she remembered to stroke him.

“Where is your lubricant?” Ford asked, his voice gravelly, snapping Evie back to her senses immediately.
Lubricant?
Why did he want that? Her heartbeat kicked up. She was intrigued by the idea of anal sex, but she’d never been able to do it, and she hadn’t realized he’d want to move into something that…advanced…so quickly. Unless it was for Charley?

“I…I don’t have any,” she stammered, her heart pounding.

“I’ve got some!” Charley sang, making Ford chuckle.

“You both wait here. I’ll be back in a moment.” Ford left the room.

Evie looked at Charley. “Do you think it’s for me or you?”

Charley shrugged. “If it’s for you, just relax and enjoy it. I promise it feels good.”

“I’m not sure it’s that easy,” she stage-whispered. “I’m not the ass-whore you are, apparently.”

Charley laughed, throwing his arms around her and rolling her to her side to kiss her face, forcing her to let go of his phallus. “Oh you will be, Evie. I can’t wait to help make sure of that,” he teased her between pecks on her cheeks, his smile stretching across his scruffy face. She heard Ford’s footsteps on the stairs and she and Charley sat up. “You have a safe word,” Charley whispered. “And don’t you be afraid to use it. I can give that man all the ass he wants.” His crooked smile made her feel at ease. “And remember, I’m right here.” He took her hand and squeezed it three times again. “I love you,” he said, squeezing her hand once with each word, explaining the secret meaning.

“Oh,” she breathed, her insides melting to liquid. And there was no question in her head how she felt about him. She’d never loved someone so easily in her life. She squeezed his hand back four times, saying, “too” with the last squeeze before lifting their clasped hands to her mouth and kissing his fingers.

Charley’s smile could have lit a city block in a blackout. “I can’t believe you said that,” he whispered, his voice awestruck.

“I didn’t say it. I squeezed it.”

“Did you mean what you squeezed?”

“I never squeeze anything I don’t mean,” she answered solemnly.

A grin broke wide again across his gorgeous face and he shook his head. “You’re right,” he said. “We’re completely fucked.”

“I know.”

He leaned over to kiss her quickly as Ford came back through the door, and she could feel Charley’s heart thudding against her arm. He felt electric, so alive with happiness he could have shot off fireworks with the energy he was putting out.

Ford had a large tube of lubricant in his hands. “I picked up supplies on my way home from dinner, when I was thinking of what I wanted to do with you two at home, waiting for me.” He smiled as he looked at them, his dimples causing her already warm insides to turn to lava. “Look at you two,” he said softly. “How did I get so lucky?” Without waiting for a response, Ford moved seamlessly into dominant mode. “Charley, come stand next to me.”

Charley scrambled into position next to Ford while Evie drank them both in—naked, bodies like gods. Their softened cocks hung like thick muscles against their thighs. Ford pointed to the floor at their feet. “Evangeline, on your knees. Suck us both.”

Her vaginal muscles tugged hard at Ford’s outrageous demand. She locked eyes with him, and maybe it was the new understanding between her and Charley, but suddenly she was determined to impress him. Lowering herself slowly off the bed, she crawled naked to Ford and Charley, not breaking eye contact with Ford. Kneeling up in front of him, she finally dropped her eyes to his cock, which was stiffening in front of her.

She leaned forward, catching his penis in her mouth without touching it, and easily sucked his whole length between her lips. He wasn’t fully erect yet. She grasped Charley’s also-hardening penis and used it to pull him a step closer to her. She wrapped her other hand around the base of Ford’s shaft and pulled them both to her mouth. They shifted closer at her coaxing until the heads of their cocks touched. Stretching her mouth as wide open as she could, she tried to fit the tips of both their now-solid erections into her mouth at the same time. The feat wasn’t possible, but both men groaned as she tried.

She stroked them both while she licked and sucked sloppily from one man’s cock head to the other, pressing the two men’s dicks together and working them both at the same time.

“That’s good, Evie. That’s very good,” Ford praised, his voice sounding tight with excitement. “Now Charley, go lie back on the bed.” Charley did as he was told, settling himself in the middle of the bed, his shoulders on Evie’s pillows. Ford offered his hand to Evie, helping her to her feet. “Climb onto Charley, love,” he said. Ford moved to the side of the bed and wrapped his hand around Charley’s cock, which jumped at his touch. Charley closed his eyes, relishing Ford’s touch.

Evie crawled onto the bed as Ford instructed. “Straddle him,” Ford demanded. “Ride his cock for me.” Evie moved up Charley’s body as Ford stepped back and she guided Charley’s erection into her already-well-fucked pussy, slickened once already by Charley’s cum that night. She slid easily down onto his substantial length, but she couldn’t concentrate on the man beneath her. She looked over her shoulder, eyes locked to Ford. What would he ask of her now?

Ford climbed onto the bed behind Evie, cupping one hand into her waist and fisting the other in her hair, making her gasp. He used his handful of hair to force her head back around to look at Charley beneath her. “Do you like having his cock in you?” he asked as he lowered his head to her neck, nipping along her skin.

“Yes,” she breathed. She met Charley’s eyes and held, but she knew they were both thinking of Ford and what he had in store for them.

Ford put both hands on Evie’s waist and scooted up close behind her, also straddling Charley’s legs. He spooned his naked body against her back, wedging his erection between her ass cheeks. Then he pulled her upwards, lifting her along the length of Charley’s dick, making her ride the other man. Up and down. Up and down. He held her hips, moving her on his best friend’s cock, and at the same time causing her ass cheeks to slide up and down against his own firm shaft.

“Charley,” Ford whispered. “Does she feel good to you?”

“God yes,” Charley sighed, and Evie’s pussy muscles clenched around him in a wave of pleasure.

Ford continued to move Evie between them, rocking her on her knees, and Charley wrapped his big hands around her thighs, squeezing as he groaned. Ford was getting Charley off—creating the rhythm, controlling Charley’s pleasure—but he was using Evie’s body as his instrument. It was dirty and ingenious, and so very Ford.

“You know what you both feel like to me?” Ford’s voice was soft and he continued without waiting for an answer. “You both feel like home to me. I missed you two so much tonight.” Ford paused her movements to nuzzle the cradle between Evie’s neck and shoulder, sending chills over her. She looked at Charley, wondering if he’d caught the strangely intimate statement from Ford.

Charley squeezed her thighs again, his face reflecting only bliss and satisfaction and lust. But Ford’s words had jolted Evie out of the ecstasy she’d been slipping into. She and Charley felt like home? What did that mean?

But the moment was gone as quickly as it’d arisen. Ford released her waist, wrapping his arms around her chest like steel bars and pulling her back against him as if to prevent her from escaping. He spoke against her ear. “I’m going to take your ass tonight,” he said, his voice dusky and aggressive. “It’s time you learned to please me that way. I want you fully available to me, any way I want to have you.”

In an instant, she forgot all about Ford’s odd statement and whimpered, as much in excitement as fear. She’d never had anal sex, but she trusted Ford. He could teach her, couldn’t he?