Screwdriver (7 page)

“No,” Gabriel interrupted. “Never. It’s definitely just been
a fantasy up until now.”

“I always thought a guy’s ideal ménage was with two women
who were making out with each other as well as him.”

Casey laughed. “Yeah, well…”

Her eyes widened as another thought crashed in on her. “Um,
are you guys interested in each other too? I mean, are you going to—”

“Holy fuck, no!” Gabriel’s vehement reply set that record straight
quickly. “In fact, I’ve already told Casey he can’t look at me if we do this.”

Jordan’s leg began to bounce nervously. They were serious
about this. They’d discussed having sex with her. At the same time. “I’m not
sure I’d know how to even go about this.”

Gabriel gently put his hand on her knee. “There’s definitely
going to be a learning curve here.”

She giggled nervously. “You’re not kidding. I haven’t had
sex in over two years. I think that might technically make me a virgin again.”

Casey cupped her face and placed a gentle kiss on her
forehead. “Awesome. We’ll be your firsts. What do you say, Jordan? You game to
try?”

“Yes.” The answer so came quickly both men laughed.

Gabriel tugged her up and toward him, wrapping his arms
around her waist. “I appreciate you taking the time to think it over.”

“If I think it over, I’ll freak out and leave. Believe me,
it’s better that I go with my gut instinct here.”

Casey ran a comforting hand along her back. “I’m good with
gut instinct.”

Gabriel loosened his hold and led her to the bed as Casey
walked over and locked the door.

“You’re sure it’s okay if we stay here?” she asked.

“I’ve got an
in
with the owner,” Casey joked.

Gabriel pulled back the duvet. “Actually, I already booked
this room with the hotel manager. Told him I’d be staying overnight.”

“Cocky much, Lawson?” Now that she knew they wanted her, the
insecurities of the past few days melted away and she felt more like herself.

Gabriel put his hands on her shoulders and turned her to
face Casey. “It’s called confidence. Given that rambling little speech you made
a few minutes ago, it’s clear we have to work on bolstering yours a bit.”

“I’m not usually such a basket case, but you guys threw me
for a loop. Plus I’m sort of rusty in the dating game.”

Gabriel slowly tugged down the zipper on her dress. “Yeah.
Well, I think we’re going to let you leave those skills rusty. From now on,
you’re with us. We’re all friends. There’s no need to play games or hide.”

Jordan found it difficult to reply when her gaze caught
Casey’s. Gabriel was undressing her for him. She expected her insecurities to
come to the forefront, but all she felt was an overwhelming sense of power.
They wanted her. Both of them. It was heady, wonderful.

The dress slipped as Gabriel loosened it. Her first instinct
was to capture the material. She resisted that urge, letting the top of the
dress fall to her waist.

“Holy God,” Casey muttered, his eyes drifting lower as more
and more of her was revealed.

She wore a lacy, strapless bra that didn’t do a very good
job at hiding her suddenly erect nipples.

The dress fell to the floor and Gabriel groaned. “A thong.
Goddammit, Jordy. I love thongs.”

She didn’t have to look over her shoulder to know he was
checking out her ass. A wave of unrestrained happiness flowed through her and
she giggled.

“I wanted to skip the panties completely, but Sophie said I
couldn’t walk around her party without them. Said she’d remember it every time
she saw me and it would make her laugh. She insisted the thong was just as hot
as nothing.”

Casey’s gaze hadn’t wavered. “You’re fucking gorgeous,
Jordan.”

She stepped out of the material and turned until she was
facing both men. “I’m feeling a bit outnumbered here. How do I get both of you
naked quickly?”

Neither man replied. They simply shrugged off their jackets,
removed their ties and unbuttoned their shirts. She would have laughed if she
could have found the breath. Instead it was sucked out of her as Casey and
Gabriel suddenly stood in front of her shirtless.

She’d seen both of them this way before, but she’d been too
shy to truly look and appreciate the image. This time she didn’t even try to
hide her ogling.

“So hot,” she whispered.

Gabriel grinned at her, but Casey’s serious expression never
faltered. She noticed neither man removed his pants. “Second thoughts?”

Gabriel immediately shook his head. “No way.” He reached out
and pulled her to him, giving her the kiss of the century. For years she’d
imagined what it would feel like to have Gabriel’s lips on hers. The passion in
his touch was so much more than her feeble mind could have conjured. She
wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss, his tongue demanding
entrance into her mouth.

She parted her lips and met him halfway, both of them lost
in the sensations, the tastes.

She didn’t try to break the union even when Casey stepped
behind her, his hands grasping her waist, his lips gently pressing against her
shoulder.

Jordan was suddenly lightheaded, dizzy with need. The air in
the room grew unnaturally warm and she was reminded of the stifling heat in the
storage closet the day she’d met Casey.

That thought prompted her to break off the kiss with
Gabriel. He winked at her and she laughed lightly. Then she turned her head
just enough to find Casey’s lips.

Where Gabriel’s kiss had been powerful, hungry, Casey’s was
the perfect contrast. He offered slow, soul-drugging kisses that rocked her to
the core.

Gabriel tugged at the waistband of her panties, pulling the
flimsy material down as Casey continued to kiss her.

Finally, she pulled away to suck in a deep, much-needed
lungful of air. “I’ve never felt like this.”

It was true. Every nerve ending in her body sparked brighter
than fireworks on New Year’s Eve. Her body was in overdrive, her heart racing,
her skin sensitive to the touch. She wasn’t sure, but she suspected one stroke
in the right spot by either man would have her climaxing in an instant.

She’d never had an orgasm with a man that hadn’t included
penetration—and that she hadn’t helped along with her fingers on her clit. The
idea she could possibly come so easily, so quickly, blew her away.

Casey pressed another kiss on her shoulder, then moved to
the side of her neck. Her toes curled and she moaned with desire. He was still
behind her so it was no hard feat for him to unclasp her bra.

She relished Gabriel’s muttered, “Sweet Jesus.”

Time to up the ante. While she could tell Gabriel was wholly
on board for the ménage, she sensed a bit of hesitation in Casey. Perhaps it
would be best if they dropped their pants at the same time. Reaching forward,
she tried to tackle the button on Gabriel’s dress slacks one-handed. As she
expected, his hands were immediately there to help.

With her other hand, she worked to open Casey’s pants. He
was still behind her, his facial expressions blocked from her view. His hands
met hers as well, but she noticed he wasn’t as quick to reveal himself.

“Casey?” She turned so that both men were in front of her.
Her questioning tone alerted Gabriel to what was going on.

“You okay, man?” Gabriel asked.

Casey nodded. “Yeah. I’m fine. I just can’t believe we’re
doing this.”

Jordan swallowed heavily. She knew it had been too good to
be true. “A good disbelief or a bad one?” she forced herself to ask.

“A good one. Christ. The best kind of disbelief.”

She released a long sigh of relief.

“But I’m not going to lie. Having sex with another guy in
the bed is, well, shit…I’m a little worried about performance issues.”

Jordan worked hard not to giggle. Now that she faced him,
she couldn’t miss the rather extreme erection tenting the front of his pants.
From where she stood, his cock seemed to be performing just fine.

Gabriel reached over and put a comforting hand on Casey’s
shoulder. “I hear you, bro, but it’s me and Jordan. If anything, this should be
easier. We’re friends and none of us is walking into this thinking it’s a
one-night stand. We have plenty of time to perfect it.”

“Practice makes perfect?” Jordan asked, grinning widely.
Thank God. Her long sex drought was about to end.

“Exactly.”

Casey finished unclasping his pants, shoving them and his
briefs to the floor as one. He toed off his shoes and socks and then reached
for her.

He didn’t respond to Gabriel’s assurances. Instead he proved
his cold feet had warmed up. Considerably.

As he kissed her, he slowly pushed her toward the bed. He
pulled the sheets back without breaking the union of their lips.

Casey pushed on her shoulders, gently prompting her on the
bed. The smooth, soft silk caressed her bare ass.

“Oh wow,” she said, stroking the sheets.

“Shit, Casey. I think we’re getting upstaged by silk. We’re
going to have to bring our A-game.”

Casey took his friend at his word. Pressing her back, he
made her completely forget what was under her as he covered her with his large,
hard, perfectly formed body.

He kissed her, and while she enjoyed the tantalizing
touches, she was also aware of Gabriel’s movements around the room. He removed
his pants and walked around the bed. He was silent for a few moments and she
knew he was watching them. That realization made Casey’s molten kisses even
hotter.

Finally, Gabriel spoke. “Here. Move her to the middle so I
can reach her too.”

She and Casey broke apart. Her heart leapt with joy when
Casey ran his hand along her face. “I’m glad you’re here, Jordan. Glad you
chose me.”

Tears sprang to her eyes. She felt exactly the same way.

Her beloved but impatient Gabriel knelt and slowly dragged
her along the slick sheets until she was dead center on the huge bed. It was
like lying on a cloud. Gabriel quickly claimed one side; Casey, the other.

They took turns kissing her, playing with her breasts,
running their hands through her hair. Through it all, they murmured sweet
nothings that pierced deeper and deeper into her heart. God help her if they
changed their minds come morning, because she was ruined for life. Nothing
could top this moment. Ever.

That thought and all others were swept away when Gabriel
moved his explorations lower. He spread her legs apart, kneeling between them.
Visions of her sex fantasy flowed as he bent his head lower and his lips drove
her to new heights.

“Holy fuck,” she whispered when Gabriel’s teeth nipped her
clit. Stars flashed behind her eyelids and her hands fisted, wrinkling the silk
sheets. Gabriel found every magic spot. When his fingers slowly breached her
opening, she gasped and knew she was a goner.

“Open your eyes,” Casey whispered. He was lying next to her,
his hands lightly caressing her breasts.

Her eyelids slowly rose and Casey’s beloved face smiled at
her.

“Look down,” he said.

She glanced at the top of Gabriel’s head when he thrust two
fingers inside her pussy and sucked on her clit.

“Just like your fantasy?” Casey asked.

She shook her head, gasping for the breath to respond.
“Better. You’re here.”

His face told her how much the answer pleased him. Casey
kissed her gently, his palm cupping her breast, playing with the sensitive
flesh.

It was too much.

She exploded, shattering into a million flashing pieces as
she came.

Gabriel’s hand stilled, his fingers buried deep.

Casey stopped kissing her.

When she came back to earth and opened her eyes, she found
them looking at her. The Jordan she’d been before this week—hell, an hour
ago—would have gone into self-conscious mode. This new woman—their Jordan—felt
beautiful, cherished.

“If I don’t get inside you right now, Jordan, I’m not going
to make it.”

She smiled at Casey’s confession. “I want you too.”

Gabriel flipped something to his friend and Jordan watched
Casey don the condom. Her gaze returned to Gabriel.

He shrugged, looking unapologetic. “I told you I booked the
room. I also stocked it with a few things.”

She wanted to give him shit for being so cocky, but her
heart wasn’t in it. In this case, she couldn’t fault him for his optimism or
his preparedness.

Gabriel gave up the position between her legs to Casey.

Casey covered her with his body once more and she marveled
at how much she loved it. He was larger than her and even Gabriel. Rather than
intimidate her, it made her feel petite, protected. His cock brushed against
the opening to her pussy, but he made no move to enter her. Instead he kissed
her. One long, wet, deep kiss.

“Ready?” he whispered.

She nodded.

Casey pushed the head of his cock inside, then paused. It
was a tight fit. He seemed to recognize that. “We’ll go slow.”

A man of his word, Casey worked his hard flesh into her by
incremental degrees, alternating each forward thrust with a kiss, a touch.

Both of them startled slightly when Gabriel’s hand entered
the game, rubbing her clit until she squirmed, more moisture filling the place
between her legs.

Casey easily slid in the rest of the way, then looked at
Gabriel. “Jesus. I think I like this group-effort thing.”

“No performance issues?” Gabriel teased.

Jordan wrapped her legs around Casey’s waist, the change in
positions driving his cock even deeper, and he groaned.

No answer was necessary after that. He moved in and out of
her body with a slow, deep, relentless pace that quickly pushed her back to the
peak. Too quickly. She’d never come more than once in a night with her past
lovers, but she suspected she’d be breaking all the rules—and records—tonight.

Her orgasm hit her like a wall of heat and she screamed as
her pussy muscles clenched against Casey’s thick flesh.