Missing Linc (2 page)

curb. “Looks like you two are going to be here for a while.”

“Yep, we”ll be here through the Fourth of July holiday.”

Linc calculated the time. This was early June. The Fourth of July was still a month

away.

He whistled. “That”s a nice, long vacation.”

Mitch”s expression sobered. “It”s long overdue.” Something flashed in his eyes, but he

looked away before Linc could decipher it.

Once the last piece of luggage was loaded into the trunk, Linc waited for Mitch to

climb inside the limo before he closed the door and walked around to the driver”s side. He

got in and started the limo.

“You”re staying at the El San Juan Resort, right?” Linc turned around in time to see

them locked in a kiss; their bodies practically entwined together, their mouths moving

hungrily, as if they couldn”t get enough of each other.

Seeing that simple act of intimacy between them made his cock throb. They were

creating so much heat that Linc felt it from where he sat.

Slowly, they pulled apart, and Mitch met his gaze. “Sorry about that.” He smiled. “And

yeah, that”s where we”re staying.”

Linc chuckled. The only thing Mitch looked sorry about was stopping. Linc couldn”t

blame him. He could imagine how incredible it felt to kiss a woman like Tomi.

Linc glanced at the sign he”d placed back onto the seat next to him. “You two must be

on your honeymoon.” He saw them share a look, a silent communication that he wasn”t

privy to. “I guess we jumped the gun with that sign.” Tomi”s eyes met his. “We aren”t married

yet.” Her gaze found Mitch”s again. “But we will be soon.” Her voice was soft and tender, the

love she felt for Mitch evident in her tone.

“Well, sit back and relax. We”ll be at the hotel soon.” Linc raised the privacy glass and

pulled away from the curb. He drove for a few minutes before he pressed the intercom to

check on them.

“How”s everything? Is it cool enough for you, or do you need more air?” When they

didn”t respond, he tried again. After several long seconds passed without a response, he

lowered the privacy glass. What he saw almost caused him to have an accident.

Mitch sat with his head against the back of the seat, his eyes closed, and his shorts

around his ankles. Tomi”s head was in his lap; Mitch had his hands wrapped in her long hair,

holding the thick strands away from her face. Linc saw Mitch”s cock sliding in and out of her

mouth.

In an instant, Linc was as hard as a brick. His mind practically screamed at him to look

away, close the privacy glass right now, and pretend as if he”d never seen anything. He

needed to haul ass to their hotel, drop them off, and forget he”d ever met them.

Yep, that”s what his mind said. But his rock-hard cock thought that idea completely

sucked — and not in a pleasurable sort of way, either. Instead, Linc sat mesmerized as he

watched Tomi”s full lips work the mushroom head of Mitch”s cock, her pink tongue teasing

at the opening before she swallowed Mitch”s thick length inside her mouth.

Linc alternated his attention between the road in front of him and the view behind

him. His mouth watered as he stared at Mitch”s swollen cock, wet and glistening from Tomi”s

saliva, and he imagined that they were his own lips wrapped around Mitch”s dick, giving him

the pleasure that Linc saw written all over his face. “Oh, baby. Yeah…just like that.” Mitch”s moan rang out, filled with equal parts need

and desire. The sound was so desperate and raw that Linc couldn”t help the groan that fell

from his lips in response.

Mitch”s eyes blinked open, and he looked at Linc in the mirror. Linc expected to see

anger in his eyes at the invasion of their privacy; he waited to hear the irritation in Mitch”s

voice at the disruption of their personal moment together.

But it never happened.

Instead, those blue eyes held an unmistakable request to watch, an undeniable

invitation to participate — even if only from a distance. He held Linc”s gaze as he thrust into

Tomi”s mouth, his expression hot and feverish.

With one hand still on the steering wheel, Linc slid his other hand between his legs,

massaging his aching erection through his pants as he drove aimlessly. He”d lost track of

where he was a long time ago, knowing without a doubt that he was nowhere near his

intended destination. He tried to focus on his surroundings, but the sights and sounds

coming from the backseat affected his ability to think about anything other than what would

happen next.

For some unknown reason, limos brought out the freak in people. This wasn”t the first

time Linc witnessed a couple getting busy in the backseat, and he”d received and turned

down more than his fair share of offers to join in on the fun. But this time — with this

couple — he was certain that, if asked, he wouldn”t have the strength to say no.

Movement in his rearview mirror drew his attention to the backseat once again.

“Jesús.” Linc didn”t think he”d ever seen anything sexier than what he saw now. They”d

switched places, and Tomi now leaned against the back of the seat with her dress bunched

around her waist. Mitch pushed her legs back, holding them open with his large hands. He

kneeled on the floor of the limo in front of her with his face buried in her pussy. Tomi”s fingers gripped the back of the seat behind her head, and her face contorted in pleasure as

her cries of ecstasy echoed in the air.

“Oh, yes.” Her hips gyrated, as if she were trying to force more of herself into his

mouth. Mitch groaned in response, and his efforts increased.

“God, baby…gonna make me come.”

“Uh-huh.” Mitch”s voice sounded husky, his words slightly muffled. “Wanna taste

you.”

Tomi”s sudden cries filled the limo, and her body bucked wildly against the seat.

As he watched, Linc had a death grip on his cock, knowing that if he let go, he”d come

in his pants.

Mitch raised his upper body off the seat until he was eye level with Tomi. Leaning

forward, he kissed her, whispering words against her lips that he spoke too quietly for Linc

to understand.

In one easy movement, Mitch lifted Tomi off the seat and onto his lap. With his hands

wrapped around her waist, Mitch positioned her so that she straddled his legs with her back

against his chest. When their eyes met in the rearview mirror, Tomi looked at Linc with the

same hunger he”d seen in Mitch”s expression. And Linc was certain that it matched the one

burning in his own gaze.

Linc didn”t give himself time to think about the consequences as he unzipped his pants,

reached inside, and pulled his cock free. As he stroked up and down his shaft, he stared at

Tomi”s pussy. Smooth and hairless, it was wet with her arousal; the cream that coated the lips

was visible, even in the darkened interior of the limo.

Mitch lowered Tomi onto his waiting dick, and the sound of three distinct moans rang

out as he pushed inside her. Once he was fully seated, Mitch began fucking Tomi hard and

deep, his big dick stretching her wide. Each time he thrust, Linc reciprocated the move, his cock, hot and leaking, fucking into his hand as he imagined it was Tomi”s warm, wet heat

instead.

“Oh…fuck me, baby.” Tomi”s eyes closed, and her head fell back against Mitch”s

shoulder as she rode him.

Mitch kept one hand wrapped around her waist and used the other hand to pull the top

of her dress down, exposing her perfect breasts for Linc to view. Mitch massaged each breast,

pausing to play with her nipples, rubbing and rolling the darkened berries between his

thumb and forefinger.

Their voices became a constant chorus of moans and groans, begging and pleading,

their bodies came together frantically, the movements filled with urgency and desperation.

“Goddamn…you feel good.” Mitch pounded into Tomi; her body vibrated from the

force of his thrusts.

“Yes.” Linc saw Tomi”s body begin to shake. “Gonna come again.”

“Ride me, baby.” Mitch encouraged her. The hand around her waist moved between

her legs and played with her clit. “Come on my cock.”

Tomi began to wail even before Mitch finished speaking, her body trembling

uncontrollably on top of him, fluids squirting from her as she came. Mitch was right behind

her, shouting her name while slamming inside her.

The sight of Mitch”s cock sliding in and out of Tomi”s pussy, covered in a mixture of his

cum and her cream, was more than Linc could take. He shot so hard, his ears rang and vision

blurred. It was through sheer willpower that he managed to stay on the road; his hands were

shaking, and he barely maintained control of the steering wheel.

The sounds of their combined breathing floated through the limo, and it took several

minutes before Linc could finally think clearly. The clock on the dashboard confirmed that

less than an hour had passed since he”d picked them up from the airport, but it felt like an

eternity. He looked down at his cum-covered hand and grimaced. Linc leaned over, opened the

glove compartment, and removed a small box of Kleenex. He pulled several out of the box

and cleaned his hand as much as possible while he continued to drive. Glancing in the back

of the limo, he saw Mitch and Tomi pulling tissue from the built-in dispenser as they tried to

do the same thing.

“Sorry, we made a mess back here,” Mitch called out as he helped Tomi adjust her

dress.

Linc shrugged. “Don”t worry about it. Leather cleans easily.” A smile spread across his

face. “Besides, the privilege of witnessing the two of you together in the back of my limo

more than made up for anything you leave in it.”

Tomi met his eyes in the mirror and smiled. Running her fingers through her hair, she

said, “I guess you see this kind of thing all the time, huh?”

“Occasionally,” he admitted. “But I”ve never seen anything as incredible as the two of

you.” It was true. The chemistry between them was amazing.

“We haven”t done anything like this is a long time,” she confessed. “I guess the

atmosphere” — she gave him a sultry look — “and the audience brought our wild sides to the

surface.”

Afterward, they settled into a comfortable silence. Mitch and Tomi cuddled together in

the backseat, sharing whispered words and gentle kisses, and Linc drove on autopilot, his

thoughts still focused on the events of the past hour. What he”d done was completely out of

the realm of professionalism, yet Linc didn”t feel an ounce of guilt about it. Tomi and Mitch

had a certain magnetism that he found irresistible. Linc hadn”t been this attracted to one

person — let alone two people — since…well…in a very long time.

Before he knew it, Linc was pulling into the circular drive of the hotel. He parked the

limo and turned off the ignition before turning around to look at his passengers. “Well, we made it to the hotel, and we”re all still in one piece.” Although Linc had no

idea how he”d done it. With all the activity in the limo, his attention span was nonexistent.

Sheer luck got them to their destination without him running over anyone in the process.

Linc got out of the limo and walked around to their door. He waited for them to climb

out of the limo before he moved to the trunk and began unloading their luggage. He handed

each piece to the hotel attendant, who loaded it onto a baggage cart. Once Linc removed the

last piece from the trunk, he turned to Mitch and Tomi, who stood off to the side.

“It was nice to meet both of you.” Linc smiled, ignoring the inexplicable

disappointment he felt knowing that he wouldn”t see these two people again. “Welcome

again to San Juan. I hope you have a great wedding and an even better honeymoon.”

Smiling broadly, Mitch reached out to shake his hand. “Thanks, man. That was a hell of

a ride and the best way to start a vacation.” When Linc pulled his hand away, there was a

fifty-dollar bill in his palm.

“I can”t take this.” Linc held the money out to him. Mitch tried to protest, but he

insisted. “Trust me.” He chuckled. “The pleasure was as much mine as it was yours.”

“Well, there has to be a way for us to thank you for making our trip enjoyable thus

far,” Tomi spoke up. She glanced at Mitch, who nodded.

“Tomi”s right,” Mitch said. “Since you won”t take our money, why don”t you join us for

dinner tonight? Maybe you can show us some nice places to get a good Puerto Rican meal.”

Linc thought about all the reasons why he didn”t need to mix business with pleasure

any more than he already had with these two. But when he looked into their faces, it was

impossible for him to say no to either of them.

“I”d love to.” The smile Tomi gave him erased any doubts he had and made his decision

to say yes worth it. He glanced at his watch. It was almost seven o”clock in the evening. “Does eight thirty

work for you?” At their nods, he smiled. “Cool. I”ll meet you back here at that time. I know a

good place not too far from here that I think you”ll like.”

“That sounds good,” Mitch told him. “We”ll see you then.” Linc watched Mitch lead

Tomi into the hotel by the hand before he returned to the limo.

As he drove away, a huge grin spread across Linc”s face. He made a mental note to

thank Miguel for not coming in to work for the day. Hell, maybe he”d even give him a raise.

“This is beautiful.” Tomi stood on the balcony of their hotel suite, watching the sun set