Pleasure Train (6 page)

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Willow was smoldering inside. The water was cool on her tongue, refreshing as it traveled down her throat. But it couldn’t put out the flame that was reigniting down in her core as she watched Jack peel off his clothes.

The next thing she knew, his hands were tracing the curves of her body, and all she wanted to do was feel.

Someone took the bottle of water out of her hand as Jack’s lips closed over hers. She felt movement by her feet. Jack groaned deep in his throat when his hands slipped between her thighs and he dipped a finger into her wetness. She moved beneath him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Without breaking contact, she and Jack moved together, and then he was beneath her on the long seat. He took her by the waist, and lifting her forward and raising his head, took one of her nipples into his mouth. She arched her neck, pressing her breasts forward. Moving carefully, she bent one knee and centered her pussy over his thick cock. Then she eased herself down on his shaft, filling herself with his heat. He released her breast and lay back, breathing through his parted lips. Willow looked down at him, loving the lusty heat in his eyes.

Someone moved behind her, between Jack’s legs. “Relax,” Josh said in a low voice.

She slowed her movement, coming down on Jack’s cock completely, burying it inside her. Josh parted the cheeks of her ass, rubbing a wet finger over her forbidden place. Then he inserted it slowly into her anus. She tensed, her muscles tightening. Jack groaned beneath her as her pussy clutched at him.

“Shh, Willow, relax,” Josh soothed, moving his finger around in her ass. Then he pulled it out, and when he invaded her anus again, he used two fingers.

She shuddered, struggling to relax her muscles and allow him inside. The stretching of her anus was a pleasure-pain burn, and her pussy quivered and creamed. “I’ve never…”

“I won’t hurt you,” Josh said.

“Willow, look at me,” Jack said, running his hand along her cheek. “Just breathe.”

She did as he asked, and within the next minute, Josh was behind her, his cock pressing against her puckered opening. “Jack…”

“Breathe, Willow, just breathe,” Jack said, dropping his hand to her breast and rolling her tight nipple between his fingers.

Josh entered her anus, her muscles stretching to allow him passage. Ever so slowly, he delved in deeper and deeper, the sensation prickly and good.

She caught her bottom lip between her teeth. “Ohhh…” Fine snaps of electricity were flicking all over her skin. She couldn’t hold herself still. She braced her hands on either side of Jack’s head and pushed back.

“That’s the way,” Josh said from behind her.

Both men started to move. Josh held her hips as he thrust in and out of her ass while Jack played with both of her breasts as he jerked his hips up and his cock deep inside her.

“I’ve got to get in on that,” Mikey said.

Willow rocked in time with the men’s thrusts, eyes closed and tiny beads of sweat breaking out on her skin. She was lost in the sensations rolling through her, pleasure, pain, heat, and something else she wasn’t quite sure of.

She heard movement, scuffling, in front of her.

“Willow, come on, baby, open your eyes,” Mikey said.

She opened her eyes to find Mikey perched on the ledge in front of her, his shaft hard and thick and pointed directly at her mouth.

Mikey placed his hands, one on each side of her head, and tilted her chin up slightly.

She knew what he wanted. She parted her lips. And then she tasted the salty flavor of his cock as he slid it into her mouth.

Willow’s arms began to quiver, heat racing over her body as they fucked her. She felt full and alive, her mind swirling with sensations she’d never experienced before. Sweat trickled down between her breasts as moans and groans filled her ears. Her world exploded, an orgasm of a magnitude she never thought possible rumbling through her like a train. All three men joined her at the same time, their groans and cries of release filling the car along with the heady, earthy scent of sex.

Willow’s body rejoiced, her muscles dancing in delight, her mind somewhere near heaven as the men withdrew from her and gently placed her on the bench seat on her back. She jerked, one last convulsion completing her rise to nirvana, and then she began to breathe again.

Gazing up through the curved glass toward the azure-blue of the sky, Willow knew she’d finally found what she’d been looking for—a pure, passionate love, one she’d never tire of.

Willow awakened, not completely sure of where she was.

Sitting up, the bedcovers slid from her shoulders, revealing the fact that she was naked, at least from the waist up. She lifted the covers, looking at herself. Yep, she was completely naked, no panties in sight. She dropped the covers back into place and flopped back down, her head hitting the pillow.

Holy crap.

“Where in the heck am I?” she said softly, glancing around the room.

Jack walked through the bedroom door, a tray held between his hands. “Home, that’s where you are.” He crossed to the bed. “Sit up. I’ve got your breakfast here.”

Her stomach growled in response to the aroma of what smelled like bacon and eggs and coffee. She pushed with her hands, bringing herself to a sitting position, pulling the covers up with her so she wasn’t fully exposed. “Now I remember,” she said as he placed the tray over her lap and sat down on the edge of the bed beside her. “We ended up here at your house last night.”

He nodded, smiling. “And we made the executive decision that we’d had our way with you quite enough and it was time for you to rest.” He glanced at the tray. “Now, eat.”

Willow picked up the fork that was beside the plate of eggs, bacon, and toast and dug in. As soon as she bit into the bacon, she realized she was ravenous. It didn’t take her long to polish off the breakfast Jack had brought her. Dropping the fork back on the tray, she dabbed at her lips with her napkin. “That was delicious. Thank you.” She picked up her coffee cup and took a sip. “I hope you don’t think I’m always this hungry. I have to admit, I did use a lot of energy yesterday.”

Jack lifted the tray from her lap and placed it on the nightstand beside the bed. “It’s good to see a woman with a healthy appetite. I don’t like stick-thin girls who pick at their food because they think one bite of it is going to blossom into five pounds on their hips.”

Willow laughed. “Good thing. I’m definitely not in fear of being too skinny.” She cradled the warm cup in her hands and leaned back against the headboard. “Tell me about you, Jack.”

He bent one knee, tucking one leg up on the bed, and turned toward her. “What do you want to know?”

“How long have you three been living together? How did you meet? Why hasn’t some girl snagged you and dragged you into marrying her?”

The smile on his face was precious. With his glasses pushed up on top of his head, he looked so comfortable with himself. “Okay, I’ll answer those in order,” he said. “Josh and Mikey and I have been living together for a little over a month. We hadn’t actually met face to face until we came here to Forever, but we’ve known each other for years. It’s amazing what you can do over the internet now, including starting a company and running it without ever actually meeting your partners.” He took the glasses off the top of his head and raked his fingers through his hair. “I met the guys online years ago. We were playing a game, you know, with headsets and all. Some war-type game, I don’t even remember which one. Anyway, we got to talking about networks and infrastructures, and then we started meeting on chats so we could actually discuss our plans without the distraction of firing a rifle or dodging enemy gunfire. That’s how our company was born.”

“And what about girlfriends?” He still hadn’t answered that question yet. All three of these guys were handsome, in their own sort of way. Different types, but still…

Jack’s cheeks reddened just slightly. “Yeah, that.” He chuckled. “Most women don’t think I’m what they would call sexy. If I take my glasses off and ruffle my clothes a little, then they get the impression that I look like some movie star or something. That turns their heads. But once we get together, after the intimacy, if there is any, I can’t seem to hold their interest. I can’t talk about my work or they get bored. And if I talk about the guys, they don’t want to hear it. They don’t want to think that a main part of my life includes Josh and Mikey.”

A thought struck her. “Have you and Josh or Mikey ever…you know…” She rocked her hand in a seesaw motion.

“What?” He frowned, his eyes narrowing. “Oh, now I get it. You want to know if we’ve ever had each other.” He laughed. “No. We’re not into guys. None of us are. We like women.” He raised a finger, making a point. “But, we’re best friends and we’re very close. We tell each other almost everything. Brothers couldn’t be closer than we are.” He reached over and picked up her hand that had been lying in her lap. “That’s why we are completely sure that the three of us can have a relationship with one woman at the same time. You’re still up for that, right?” He raised both eyebrows and cocked his head slightly.

“Oh yes, I do believe I am,” she said, a sense of belonging washing over her. Just in these last few minutes, she’d had a chance to see a hint of the real Jack, one that wasn’t hiding behind black-rimmed glasses and button-down shirts.

A wide smile broke out on his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I’m so glad to hear that,” he said, squeezing her hand. “I was hoping we hadn’t scared you off with the wild train ride yesterday.”

Willow sat up and cradled his face in her hands. Looking him directly in the eyes, an overwhelming feeling of desire rolled through her. “I loved the train.” She brushed a kiss over his lips. “I can’t wait to take another train ride.” She kissed him again, topping it off with a swipe of her tongue across his upper lip.

“How about a ride right now?” Jack asked, sliding his hands between them and cupping her breasts.

Flames licked her core, her body responding to his touch as if it was cool water to a parched throat. In a flurry of movement, they worked together to rid him of the barrier of his clothes.

Flinging the bedcovers back, their gazes locked on each other., Jack climbed into bed with her. They lay back on the bed, the pillow cradling Willow’s head with Jack beside her. One knee tucked between her legs, he pushed against her thigh and she opened to him. Raising her arms above her head, she stretched, loving the feel of his hands exploring while his mouth tasted the flavor of her skin.

He slid two fingers inside her wet heat, his thumb resting on her clit, then he began to rock his hand, in and out, slowly.

Willow let out a sigh, and he captured it in his mouth, devouring her with his kiss.

They moved together, skin against skin, writhing on the smooth sheets that were quickly growing damp from their heated bodies.

“Fuck me, Jack,” she whispered, her fingernails digging into the flesh of his shoulders.

He groaned, and with one smooth movement, he impaled her with his thick cock, locking their bodies together as one.

And they began to move.

Skin slapped against skin, punctuated by groans and sighs and heavy breathing. Willow was lost in a world where there was nothing to do but feel and respond to touch. Once in a while she would gasp, calling out, “Jack!” and then she would float away on the tide of pleasure, an orgasm carrying her out to a sea that seemed to have no end. Still, he moved inside her, his cock sliding against the walls of her pussy. She clutched at him, her cunt milking him, the sensations so pure and bright she felt a hot tear trickle from the corner of her eye and trail over her skin to her sweat-dampened hair.

Finally, he stiffened, groaning as her body seduced the warm seed from his cock and he came.

Collapsing on top of her, Jack turned his head. “I love you, Willow,” he whispered next to her ear.

She wrapped her arms around his sweaty shoulders and smiled up at the ceiling.

Willow felt like the days were flying by. After spending a lazy Sunday with Jack, Josh, and Mikey, she didn’t mind going to work Monday morning at all. The café was busy, her days passing quickly but not fast enough. Each night after work, she drove to the house the three men shared and cuddled into bed with one of them. Even though they hadn’t had a ménage since the train ride, she thoroughly enjoyed spending private time with each of them.

Jack, tender as ever, honestly did not know how handsome he was. He was a bit shy at first, but she was truly beginning to know him.

Josh, a tough soldier type of man who normally had no expression whatsoever on his face, had a dimple that danced in his cheek when he laughed. He was beginning to open up to her, and the more she saw of the real Josh, the more she liked him.

Mikey was a lot of fun. He didn’t hide anything about himself and was totally honest with his feelings, every day, all the time. It was a breath of fresh air being with him.

Now it was Friday, the week absolutely flying by, and she hadn’t felt more alive in her life. The days with Kenny were just a ghost of the past, and whenever those days popped into her head, which wasn’t often, she dismissed them with a shrug. She was happy with the arrangement her three men had proposed, and it was that arrangement that was going to keep her in Forever.