Nice and Naughty (9 page)

“Wahoo!” Justin howled as they dove into the center ghost island, around the stopped cars, and flew across the tracks in front of the five forty train from downtown. The bike had no choice but to stop or be flattened.

Either way, he couldn’t follow.

Justin laughed as he whirled her around in circles across the middle of the living room floor. “Fucking brilliant.”

Then he ensnared her with a fierce kiss, letting his relief infuse the gesture. Dizziness swamped her senses, but not as a result of being spun. He left her craving his touch when he separated their mouths. He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered, “I need you to take care of Jay for a while.”

She nodded.

He lowered her feet to the floor, rubbing her body down every inch of his muscled front along the way, before facing Jason. He sat, still as a statue, in his usual chair with his head buried in his hands, his fingers locked over his fine hair, rumpled for the first time since she’d met him.

“Jay, I’m going to the shop to get some tools. We’ll need them if we’re going to crack those notes and file a patent on the engine.”

Alexa read between the lines. They would only be out of danger once others couldn’t profit from the secret.

“It’s not safe.” Jason’s answer sounded hollow.

“No one knows about the second entrance to the house, it’s secure.”

Even Jason couldn’t argue that point. “Don’t do anything crazy.”

Justin clapped a hand over Jason’s shoulder. She witnessed the compassion in Justin’s eyes before he turned to go.

When the door shut with a quiet snick, she crossed to Jason. She couldn’t bear the sight of his suffering a moment longer. She understood him well enough to grasp the problem he faced. That insight highlighted the seriousness of the affection growing inside her. She’d never experienced such a deep, instinctive bond with anyone before these two incredible men.

She sank to her knees between his feet and laid her head in his lap. “It’s not your fault, there’s nothing you could have done.”

Alexa stroked his leg, surprised to feel him shaking beneath her touch. “I almost invited him to come here, with us. He would have been safe.” Jason drew a deep breath.

“He didn’t even take the money.”

“You couldn’t have known he was legitimate.” She needed to ease his suffering. His hands slid down from behind his head to settle in her hair. He rubbed it between his fingers, soothing himself by touching her.

“I should have thought to provide him protection.” His disappointment and fury radiated through the rigidity of his body.

“You’re not superman.” She peered up at him, meeting his liquid green gaze. His pain nearly broke her heart.

Oh no, it can’t be. I can’t care that much.
The sudden realization burst free from her soul and she evaluated it with brutal honesty. She did care, and she would give him whatever he needed even if this primal side of him frightened her a little. “Sometimes, we have to take calculated risks.”

The fire in his expression singed her, but he still wouldn’t accept the solace she offered.

“Take me, Jason.” He wavered on the edge of his control, his hand fisting in her hair.

“I’m yours, too. We’re not only connected because of Justin.”

“You don’t understand what you’re doing.” His breath came harsh and uneven.

“Don’t tempt me. Not now.”

A darkness he kept under wraps with sheer force of will seeped through the cracks in his resolve, weakened by the strain of the day. Alexa yearned to discover what the intensity of his emotions would feel like swirling around her. She anticipated his need to regain control and accepted the burden, even at the risk of sacrificing her own.

“Use me.” She trusted implicitly that he would not harm her. That bone-deep knowledge provided the freedom to explore the source of the struggle within him. “I want to help. You can’t keep this bottled inside.”

He drew a harsh breath and scrunched his eyes as though offering up a silent prayer.

“Our first time alone should be gentle and romantic. I can’t give you that right now.”

“That’s not what I want.” She stood and tugged on his hand. “Please.”

His control fractured. Jason lunged from the chair, shoving her in front of him until her back bumped up against the side of the stairwell. He groaned and buried his fingers in her hair. “Last chance, sweetheart.” His lips hovered a hairsbreadth from hers.

“Do it.” Alexa surged forward, closing the gap between them. His touch enveloped her. His hands flew over her, unsnapping her jeans as his mouth plundered, stealing her breath through his kiss. They turned, banging their way up the stairs, one or the other pinned against the wall as they stripped clothes away, never breaking contact for more than a moment.

By the time they made it to the top of the stairs, she had wrapped her legs around his waist. Her bare pussy, slick with arousal, slid against the smooth skin of his lower abdomen. His hard-on nestled against her ass while he walked them down the hall to his room. He kicked open the door and deposited her on the cool black satin sheets of the www.samhainpublishing.com

large, artistic, wrought-iron bed. She didn’t waste time examining his space but the overall ambiance impressed luxury on her senses.

He came over her on the bed, his hard cock nudging between her legs, and reclaimed her mouth with an animal grace. She wrapped her arms around his powerful back, delighting in the flex and ripple of the muscles there. Where sex with Justin was playful, Jason’s intensity made her feel delicate and ohso-willing to submit to his inherent domination. Her legs locked around his waist and she attempted to use her heels on his tight ass to urge him inside her, testing him, goading him.

He didn’t disappoint.

Jason shook off her efforts, breaking free of her grasp. He deprived her of his touch and the loss caused a physical ache.

“You gave me control.” The fire in his eyes set off another wave of desire inside her and she writhed on the mattress beneath his measuring stare.

“Yes, whatever you want,” she practically begged.

He climbed from the bed and her attention caught on the sight of his magnificent cock waving in stiff bobs as he crossed the room to his closet in two steps. He retrieved a handful of silk ties and a small leather chest that he placed at the foot of the bed. With careful deliberation, he knelt at her feet and yanked her ankles apart. The movement shocked her, making her exposure complete. The thrill that rushed through her left no doubt as to how much she loved it and wanted to continue this game.

“You like this?” His gravelly question required no answer but the moan slipped out of her throat anyway.

His strong grip collared each ankle, making them appear dainty in comparison. Jason bent low to brush a kiss over each one before selecting an expensive-looking tie from the pile. He lifted her right ankle, winding the material comfortably, but inescapably, around it before securing the ends to a loop of metal camouflaged by the ironwork in a convenient spot at the corner of the bedframe.

He caught her glance and resolved her curiosity while binding her other leg. “Yeah, it’s custom made.”

Alexa tested the strength of the knot work and found it secure. She couldn’t break free. Unbidden, she whimpered and squirmed on the silky sheets. Every tactile stimulation inflamed nerve endings sensitive to the touch. With her feet immobilized, he slithered up her body, the two remaining ties in hand.

“So beautiful.” He trailed the strips over her legs and abdomen. She arched her hips, trying to reach the dangling fabric with her clit, which throbbed, desperate for attention.

“Not yet.” His stern command stilled her attempts and she watched, fascinated as he dropped his head between her legs. His mouth teased her, staying out of reach. “You’re so wet, you’re spilling your desire on my sheets.”

“I’m sorry.” She tried to lift her ass off the bed but he delivered a light slap to the inside of her thigh.

“Never apologize for your passion. It’s one of the things I love most about you.” The declaration startled Alexa but his direct eye contact left no room for deception. His honesty caused her channel to clench and squeeze out more of her fluids. He stooped lower and licked the dampness from the material between her legs. After cleaning the spot, he turned his head and nipped her.

“Please, Jason, hurry.” She reached down and attempted to position his head closer, but he refused to budge. “I need you to touch me. Fuck me. Anything. Please.”

With a growl, he lurched up and pinned her wrists to the pillow beside her head. Every inch of his body molded tight to her as she panted beneath him. He licked and kissed his way up her throat before slanting his lips over her mouth. His finesse transformed into pure desire as he sucked on her tongue. She lost herself in the journey he led her on, stealing her sanity as his wet warmth took her mouth. When he pulled away, she resurfaced only to find her wrists bound to each other and the headboard. She struggled a moment, a brief flash of panic setting in before he soothed her with a kiss and a promise.

“You’re going to like this. I’ll take care of you.”

He yanked two pillows from the side of the bed and tucked them beneath her hips, angling them upward. He towered over her. A web of veins, which pulsed in time to his pounding heart, decorated the bulging muscles of his arms and neck, announcing his command over the passion and strength flowing through them. A bead of precome rolled down the head of his cock and dripped a few inches above her pussy. She felt so hot she expected to see it sizzle on her skin.

“Oh God. Please.” She couldn’t still her body as it undulated beneath him.

“Patience, love.” His wide hand smeared the glistening drop across her belly, massaging it into her skin. Nothing in her life had ever been so erotic as this moment. He turned to the chest she’d all but forgotten and raised the lid. She strained her neck, trying for a glimpse of the contents, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t see what mysteries the box held. She heard the crumple of packaging opened for the first time a moment before he swung around with a feral gleam in his emerald eyes.

“You’ve never taken a man in your ass, have you, Alexa?” Her attention flitted between his straining cock, the perspiration dampened muscles of his smooth chest and six pack abs. So focused on his form, she almost missed the question entirely.

“No, never.” But she wasn’t clueless. If she stayed with the brothers, it would happen sooner or later.

Jason tipped forward, supporting himself on one forearm while the other rested at her hip. He whispered in her ear. “I’m going to prepare you for us. It will hurt less if you cooperate.”

She couldn’t still her reflexive jerk when the cool, blunt tip of a toy pressed against the opening of her pussy. She bucked beneath him, increasing the contact of their bodies, trying to force it in deeper. He let her have her way this time.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” His voice rasped in her ear as he teased it with his tongue.

“Get it good and wet.”

His head lowered to suckle the tip of her breast, alternating broad licks with the sharp edges of his teeth on her nipple. Her pussy contracted so tight the bulbous rubber object squeezed from her grip. She moaned at the loss.

“You want it back?” He dared her to ask for it.

A tremor ran through her entire body at the raw sensuality bursting from him.

“Yes.”

He pressed the lubricated tip against her asshole, drenched from the arousal that ran down her crack from her weeping pussy. The bite of discomfort only spurred her higher but instinct caused her to fight the intrusion and the bonds holding her in place. Her head thrashed on the pillow as Jason forced the toy to invade her with steady pressure. He crooned reassurance and pet her hair until the base nestled against her ass, the toy fully seated inside her.

His cock rode her thigh when he buried his face in the crook of her neck, holding her until the sting faded and arousal took its place. “You have no idea how badly I need you.”

“And I, you,” she promised. Both spoke of more than the psychical. Some of the desperation seemed to drain from him as he nuzzled her. He lifted his head just enough to fit his mouth over hers. His kiss suffused her with gentle heat that, when combined with the pressure of the object spreading her anus, threatened to make her come apart.

The forbidden act increased her excitement, multiplying the desire inside her. Finally, his hands framed her face as the heavy head of his cock fit against the entrance to her pussy. Her labia hugged around him, inviting him in. He rocked against her with miniscule movements that began to nudge apart the tight rings of muscle.

“I need all of you, Jason.” Instead, the ties restricted her movement, leaving her at his mercy, unable to force him deeper.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear. “You’re going to come so hard around me. I can’t wait to feel your wet pussy sucking at my cock. You’re so petite , it’s going to take a while for me to open you to all of me with that toy in your ass.”

His fingers flexed restlessly as his hips continued their relentless torture, driving his shaft a tiny bit deeper with each pass. His cock rubbed and teased the thin wall of flesh separating it from the plug. The sensation triggered a response in nerve endings she never knew existed before. She wondered what it would feel like to have Justin buried deep inside her.

“That’s right, Alexa.” His hips thrust harder as the same thought occurred to him and spurred him on. “Imagine what it will be like with both of us fucking you.”

“Oh God.” Her orgasm spiraled closer as his pelvis began to stroke her clit. “I’m going to come.”

He froze, leaving her dangling on the edge of oblivion.

“Not until I tell you to.” His piercing stare promised her it would be worth the wait. He began to move again, almost halfway inside her now, and she already felt full to capacity. Her tissue stretched and accommodated him gradually. The waves of pleasure built again.