OvercomingtheNeed (11 page)

“Say no more. I understand.” Naomie knew exactly what had
happened without having been there to witness it. With permission from Damon
and a plush couch sitting right there, Luke probably hadn’t wanted to wait for
his role as a host to end before enjoying Dane. She knew this because she would
have been the same way. “Lead on, then.”

Luke preceded everyone out of the entertainment room,
walking steadier than Naomie would have thought him able. He pointed out the
spacious kitchen equipped with stainless steel appliances, the more decorative
than functional living room, and then guided them to the second floor.

“This first room is Damon’s office. It’s the biggest of the
four bedrooms after the master.” Luke opened the door and stepped to the side.

Naomie didn’t enter but she did poke her head in to see how
Damon had set up his office. His desk was in the middle of the room with
shelves full of books and papers lining the walls. “Nice. We converted the
smallest of our three bedrooms into the office or else I might think of
redecorating.”

Dane said, “Think about it all you want but we both know
it’s never going to happen.”

“I get busy.”

“Yes, we know. The girls, the lawn guy, the mailman, the
milkman, the plumber…” He laughed and dodged back when Naomie swatted at him.
“Don’t get mad because it’s true.”

“We don’t even have a milkman.”

Dane said to Luke and Damon, “Notice how she doesn’t deny
the mailman or the plumber.”

Naomie shrugged. “They were there and I was horny. It worked
out.”

“Wait. What?” Dane snapped his gaze back to her. “When the
hell did that happen?”

“Remember when you tried to
fix
the dripping faucet
in the master bath and made it worse?”

“You fucked the plumber?”

“And got us one hell of a discount. She also fixed some
other odds and ends—minor things—around the house. That was a fun day.” Naomie
let out a wistful sigh as she remembered how well Paige had snaked Naomie’s
pipes with the help of a few items from Naomie’s toy box. “I think I should
call her back to check on the kitchen sink.”

Dane asked in a dry tone, “And the mailman?”

Naomie grinned. “He had a package for me.”

Luke laughed. “Too easy, man. You walked into that one.”

Dane groaned but he was still smiling. “My wife, gentlemen.
I’m just happy we don’t have a pool.”

“That didn’t stop me.” Naomie licked her top lip. “The
neighbors do have a pool and their pool boy sometimes stops by to give me his
sales pitch. The last time, he almost convinced me to ask you about a hot tub.
His demonstration of how the jets would feel…” She trailed off with an aroused
shiver. “We should—”

“No,” Dane said with finality Naomie decided not to
question.

She cuddled up to his side. “I love you, Big D.”

Damon said, “I still can’t wrap my head around how you two
can have the relationship you do and not drive yourselves nuts with jealousy. I
was about to climb the walls earlier before Naomie talked me down.”

Naomie and Dane said in unison, “Trust.”

“I trust Luke.”

Luke snapped, “I should hope so.”

Damon said quickly, “That’s not what I meant.”

Before Damon could dig himself any deeper, Naomie said,
“Dane and I do get jealous but we don’t let it consume us. We have ground rules
and we trust each other to heed them. We’re completely honest with each other
about our partners and we treat everyone else as fuck buddies only. No
emotional attachments.”

“Except Mia,” Dane grumbled.

“You leave Mia out of this. She’s a special circumstance.”
Naomie hated to admit it but Mia would be more than a friend if Dane weren’t
part of Naomie’s life. Mia felt the same way. They were lovers, not sex
friends.

Dane was well within his rights to tell Naomie to end it and
cut off all contact with Mia to remove temptation. He hadn’t and wouldn’t. One
of Dane’s major faults was his penchant for spoiling Naomie. She knew about it
and he knew that she knew. She wanted Mia and Dane would let Naomie have her so
long as what was between the women stayed at the intimate friendship stage.

Naomie had no issue with that. Neither did Mia. Naomie loved
Dane beyond reason and couldn’t think of leaving him for Mia. Mia felt the same
way about Quincy. However, both women knew if the men in their lives hadn’t
been in the picture—if Naomie and Mia had met first—they would be together.
Dane probably suspected as much. Naomie wasn’t sure if Quincy did. It was one
of those topics none of them wanted to broach for fear of changing everything.

Sometimes Naomie wished Dane had someone like Mia in his
life, someone close who would even things out and alleviate a little of her
guilt. He didn’t. Naomie doubted he ever would. She also doubted she would
handle it well if he did. Again, that was something Dane knew about her and
didn’t test it.

Dane said, “Naomie has a big heart. Huge. She’s capable of
loving lots of people without neglecting any of them. I’m the lucky one that
she’s
in
love with. I would hate to have been one of the crowd.”

“That will never happen, Big D.” Naomie pressed a quick kiss
to his lips. “All it took was one time for me to know we were meant for each
other.”

Luke said, “That’s how it was for me and Damon.” He smiled
at his husband. “The first and only man to make me forget about my fantasy
relationship with Dane. Being with Damon made me realize and admit everything I
felt between me and Dane was my imagination and nothing else.”

Damon pointed to his chest. “I did?”

“Yeah, you ass. Why did you think I asked you to marry me?”

“I just figured I was lucky.” He smirked. “And you were
really grateful because I fixed your website.”

“Who the hell proposes marriage because of a website
overhaul?”

“You’d be surprised. Oh, and don’t look at my email.”

Naomie laughed.

Luke rolled his eyes. “Moving on. These are the two guest
bedrooms.” He motioned to the doors on either side of the hall. “Or they will
be. We haven’t gotten them furnished yet. We’re going shopping as soon as we
both get some free time.”

Dane said, “Naomie has the number for a furniture store.
Tell them she sent you and they’ll give you a discount. We’re preferred
customers.”

Damon asked, “Slept with them too?”

Naomie shrugged. “Two of the movers—Seth and Gabriel. Lovely
men. They always deliver for us.”

“Because she gives one hell of a tip,” Dane said.

“It’s only right they test the bed to make sure it’s set up
properly. The same goes for the couch and the dining room table.”

Luke lifted one eyebrow. “Huh? I barely got the guys who
brought our stuff to carry it up the stairs. Here you got them to put it
together. Something to be said for putting out.”

Naomie said, “You should have asked them. They would have
done it.”

“No, they wouldn’t have. Setup costs extra. Damon’s handy
enough. He put everything together in no time.”

“Costs extra? Since when? Seth and Gabriel said it was a
complimentary service.”

Dane snorted. “What were you wearing when they told you
that?”

Naomi frowned in thought. “We had just moved into the house.
I was still living out of a suitcase and it was late spring, so I was probably
wearing my halter-top romper. The one where the cowl neck dips down to my
navel.”

“The purple one with a back that stops at the crack of your
ass?”

“Yeah, that one.”

Dane said to Luke and Damon, “The only thing keeping that
top covering her breasts is modesty. All she has to do is bend forward and the
girls are on full display. I’m thinking the movers were ready to give her a lot
of things for free after seeing her in that.”

Luke said, “I would have to agree.”

Naomie asked, “It really costs extra?”

The men exchanged glances and grins. Luke waved them
forward. “This last room is the master bedroom.”

“Seriously though. Was I supposed to pay a setup fee?”

Dane patted Naomie’s ass. “Don’t worry about it, sugar. What
you gave them was probably worth way more than the setup fee.”

Naomie loved getting discounts and got them often—with and
without sexual favors in return. What she didn’t like was finding out she’d
gotten something for free when she should have paid. It felt too much like
stealing. She hoped Seth and Gabriel hadn’t gotten into trouble. Since they had
done her last two deliveries, she guessed they had omitted mentioning the
freebie to their boss.

“Stop pouting,” Dane whispered close to her ear.

She hadn’t realized she’d stuck out her bottom lip until
Dane said something. She fixed her mouth quickly. The last thing she needed was
Dane giving her his pout deterrent. He’d found a sure way to make her stop. It
was equal parts satisfying and frustrating and not something she wanted to do
in front of an audience.

The delivery incidents were in the past. If she tried to
remedy them, she might get Seth and Gabriel in trouble. The only option left
was to make sure she paid for the setup in the future.

Luke asked, “What do you think? We just got the new bed this
morning. Bright and early. We were on an air mattress for a week before it got
here.”

Dane said, “Sounds like you haven’t had a chance to christen
it, what with getting ready for the party and all.”

“Truth. Want to help us change that?” Luke pushed his trunks
down his legs before anyone had a chance to answer the question. His erection
stood tall, proclaiming his eagerness for a second round.

“Usually I would say no problem, but…” Dane looked at Damon,
whose gaze was riveted on Luke’s dick.

Naomie asked, “By us you mean both you
and
Damon,
right, Luke?”

Luke nodded. “Yup.”

Damon startled. “Huh? Me?” He looked around. “I missed
something.”

“No you didn’t, lover.” Luke stepped close to Damon and
captured his lips in a searching kiss. Against Damon’s mouth, Luke said, “I
want you to see why I asked to be with Dane. Please?”

“Um…I…”

“Please.” Luke slid his hand between their bodies. Whatever
he did made Damon stand up straighter. “Please.”

Damon made a sound that was a cross between a wanting moan
and an affirmative.

“Thank you.” Luke kissed Damon again.

Dane said, “I always wondered what that looks like on the
outside. Damn unfair the way you two play poor Damon and me.”

Naomie stuck her tongue out at him. “You want to be played
or else you wouldn’t stand there and take it.”

Luke said, “That’s my reasoning. Damon likes when I convince
him.”

Damon nodded quickly. “You should have seen what I got Luke
to do when he was convincing me about this house. That was an amazing weekend.
I think we only got out of bed for bathroom breaks.” He pulled out his shirt.
“Where do you want me?”

“Oh! Oh!” Naomie raised her hand and bounced in place,
making her breasts jiggle. Her sensitive nipples brushed the oil-soaked cloth
of her swimsuit and excited her.

Dane said, “That’s Naomie-speak for she wants to position
us.”

“Position us?” Damon looked down at himself and then at
Naomie. “I’m not that flexible, okay? Let’s not go crazy with this.”

“I won’t.” Naomie rushed forward. “Lose the pants.” While
Damon stripped, she said to Luke, “On the bed with your head hanging off the
edge.”

Luke saluted before crawling onto the bed and getting in
position. Dane stood with his arms crossed, watching with an amused expression.

Naomie patted the bed near Luke’s shoulder. “Stand right
here, Damon.”

“Okay.” Damon moved so he stood with his hard dick above
Luke’s face.

Luke tilted his head back and licked at Damon’s base and
sac.

Damon let his head fall back. “I like this already.”

Naomie tried not to let Luke’s actions distract her. She
would have plenty of opportunities to watch once she got the men where she
wanted them. “Legs up, Luke.”

Luke pulled his knees to his chest without stopping his
perusal of Damon.

“Damon, lean forward. You’ll want to put your elbows on the
bed on either side of Luke’s body.”

“It keeps getting better.” Damon bent over Luke, which meant
Luke had to part his legs so they weren’t in the way of Damon’s chest. Bracing
his elbows on the bed, Damon held Luke’s legs trapped. The position put Damon’s
head above Luke’s dick and exposed asshole.

Naomie was almost giddy with anticipation. Gay sex was a
kink with her. She didn’t understand it and didn’t want to. She accepted that
part of herself and was happy Luke and Damon were letting her see it live.

When she faced Dane, he had his fist moving up and down his
erection in slow strokes. Naomie was torn between wanting to hop on him and
wanting to continue what she started. Dane’s knowing grin said he guessed her
indecision.

He mouthed,
Later
.

She nodded. They had plenty of time for her to enjoy his
dick once they were home. She might not get the chance to watch him with Luke
and Damon again.

“Big D, you’re behind Damon.” She looked around. “Lube?”

Luke said, “Bathroom. Top left drawer. Condoms are in the
same drawer.”

“Got it. Be right back. Don’t start without me.” Naomie knew
the men wouldn’t listen. Damon and Luke, at least, wouldn’t. Dane had no choice
in the matter. He needed the condom and lube.

When she returned with the items, Luke and Damon were
enjoying mutual sucking. Damon bobbed his head up and down Luke’s length, while
Luke lacked that range of motion so had Damon’s dick in his mouth, drawing on
it.

Naomie stared. She didn’t know how long she stood there but
Dane taking the condom and lube from her made her startle. She blinked at him.

“It’s easier to touch yourself if you aren’t holding these.”
Amusement colored Dane’s voice.