SiNN (17 page)

Jake drew his legs back, which opened hers a bit more.

Lea moaned. Whether at her vulnerable position or how she
was arousing herself, Toby had no idea. Perhaps it was a combination of the
two. When she was only a breath away from orgasm, her chest jerking with her
uneven breaths, he said, “Slower.”

Her eyes widened, then narrowed. Her first expression of
defiance.

It was an incredible turn-on, driving more blood to Toby’s
groin, making his cock desperate for the shelter of her sheath. “You go too
fast,” he warned, “and we’ll punish you for it later. Right, Jake?”

“We’re going to do that anyway. Lea already knows it. She
wants a strong hand.” Touching his cheek to hers, Jake ordered, “Say it.”

She spoke on a ragged sigh, “I want you to punish me.”

Like a triple X-rated film, memories of her as SiNN played
through Toby’s mind. Only this time he saw her bent over his knee, her ass
reddened from his paddling, her moans contrite and docile, saying she belonged
to him now. And to Jake. She’d do whatever they desired.

Toby’s compulsion to have her grew to the point of pain.
Even so, he said, “You’ll come when I tell you to, understood?”

She sucked her lower lip, obviously dismayed. However, her
fingers did stall on her clit.

Behind them, water made faint tapping sounds against the
walls of the pool. Overhead, there was the low rumble of a plane either
bringing vacationers to Sedona, the location of this estate, or taking them
back to wherever they belonged.

For the first time in recent memory, Toby wanted to be here,
nowhere else. He ran his fingers up the inside of Lea’s thigh, his movement
deliberate and taunting.

She suffered through it, arousing herself when he ordered
her to do so, holding off each time she came too close to the edge. Intent on
driving her back to the precipice, Toby flicked his fingers over her anus, then
probed her tight circle, knowing the deliberately lewd act would deliver a
shock of sensation.

Lea’s moan accompanied her shiver. She rubbed her clit fast
and hard, unable to delay satisfaction any longer. Within Jake’s palm, her
breast wiggled prettily, the nipple as tight from the man’s thumb as it had
been from Toby’s mouth.

Jumbled sounds poured from her, a cry here, a whimper there,
followed by a decadent groan. Choking out the last of her relief, she went
limp, her hand resting to the side, palm up, fingertips damp from her moisture.
With a drowsy expression, she regarded her legs, held opened so indecently by
Jake. And then she studied Toby’s stiffened cock.

The temptation was finally too great for him to resist.
Positioning himself, he brought his shaft to her slit, working the head up and
down its full length.

Her sluggishness turned to quick interest. She groaned
again, a sound of frustration and anticipation that he was still making her wait.

What else could Toby do? It was his only means of making
this last. An unreal situation that was as imaginary as her performance at The
Second Circle. When the act here was finished, she’d go one way, he and Jake
would head in another.

Last night, that reality had stopped Toby from getting
involved. This morning, nothing could keep him from her. She’d opened her arms
in welcome to him. Not just for a fuck so she wouldn’t be alone, but because
he’d touched her heart in some way. As Jake had.

Toby had seen that in her eyes when she’d been in the pool.
She wore the same expression now, telling him he was more than her means to
avoid loneliness and an uncertain future. She wanted him and Jake to be her
final destination.

A dream that would never happen, despite any of their
desires.

The savage truth should have given Toby some pause, but did
not. He was too far gone.

Easing his crown inside her cunt, he went breathless at how
hot and tight she was, more than he’d imagined or hoped. Not wanting to harm
her with his size, thankfully as large as Jake’s, he gauged her response.

Lea blinked slowly as though she couldn’t manage to do it
any faster. Behind her heavy lids, her eyes were glassy.

“Don’t stop,” she breathed to him. “Hold me tighter,” she
pleaded with Jake.

He kissed her neck and wound his arm around her waist. His
thighs and calves tightened as he kept her legs parted, opened, ready.

Toby thrust into her and nearly died at the exquisite
sensation of her cunt holding him so snugly, so lovingly.

Lea’s moan turned into a gratified gasp.

Eager to fuel it, Toby didn’t stop, just as she’d asked,
tunneling into her narrow channel drenched with arousal. He worked her body
hard, demanding that she take all of him inside. Only when his curls touched
her naked skin and her opening strained around the root of his cock did he
pause.

Already he wanted to come, his body behaving traitorously,
greedy for relief.

No. Fuck no.

Jake had performed like a goddamn machine last night,
holding off until Toby thought the man would burst. To give Lea anything less
now would be criminal. For that, he should go to prison. He’d damn well deserve
it.

Summoning all of his will, Toby withdrew from her slowly,
then eased back into Lea, filling her at the same exasperating pace.

Her fingers curled into fists.

She couldn’t see to her clit that way, now could she? Eager
to give Lea everything she deserved, Toby settled his hand on her naked mound
and drew his thumb over her nub as he continued to pump.

“Oh damn,” she cried.

Her voice had the same lusty quality Toby had heard last
night as she’d fucked with Jake. It pleased him that she found him equally
arousing, but he craved more.

Lea gave it, mouthing his name.

Toby, Toby, Toby.

Her lips caressed each syllable and galvanized him as no
plea or command could. With all the skill he possessed, Toby used her sheath
and her clit, focused on nothing but her pleasure.

Lea’s approaching orgasm tightened her cunt around him, the
increased friction causing his body to tense and his best intentions to drift
from her satisfaction to his. Twice he had to remind himself to stroke her nub.
Several times, he groaned at the annoyance of having to draw this out.

But he fully intended to, needing her to come first.

She sucked in air, releasing it on a strangled cry. She
pounded her fist into the cushion and tried to close her legs as her climax
crashed in on her.

Jake held her open and defenseless, his action urging Toby
not to stop.

As if he would? He pumped for minutes more, demanding this
performance, wanting to show off for her and Jake. Needing to prove to himself
that he was as good as the man. Maybe not as assured, but he could damn well
deliver pleasure.

Lea came again, uncontrollably and loud.

Thank God. It freed Toby to concentrate on what he needed.
It didn’t take long. Five strokes and he succumbed, his cum spurting into her
sheath, his thoughts muzzy, his body so spent it was an effort to remain
upright.

Using what little strength remained, Toby wrapped his hands
around Lea’s upper arms, pulling her from Jake. Immediately, the man released
his hold and drew his legs back, freeing hers. With his cock still firmly
inside her cunt, Toby sagged back on the cushions, bringing Lea with him,
pleased to have her lying on top.

Her gasps warmed his throat. She tightened her pussy around
his shaft.

In his mind, Toby saw her mouthing his name, no one else’s.

He wondered what Jake would think about that. Sure, the man
had positioned her for Toby’s use. He’d even relinquished his hold on her a few
seconds ago.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t possessive. Toby had witnessed
Jake’s territorial nature firsthand. He knew his partner wanted things done his
way. So what was he thinking now?

None of the emotions Toby expected to see were evident on
Jake’s face. He appeared completely at ease, though not entirely content.
Pulling his attention from Lea’s ass, he met Toby’s gaze.

They’d worked together long enough for him to discern Jake’s
intent. “In the pocket of my jeans,” he said to the man’s unasked question.

Jake pushed to his feet and headed for the garment.

Lea stirred. “Where’s he going?”

She sounded curious, not alarmed, cuddling closer, proving
her feelings for him were no different from what she held for Jake. She wanted
them both.

“It doesn’t matter,” he murmured. “He’ll be back.”

Faint laughter poured from her. “Oh hell, I know that.
What’s in your jeans pocket?”

“What do you think?”

Toby didn’t have to say any more. Even if Jake hadn’t
dropped the three packets of Trojans near Lea’s shoulder, she would have
certainly heard him ripping the fourth wrapper open with his teeth.

“Pull your knees up,” Toby directed. His hands were already
on her ass, spreading her cheeks widely, showing Jake what he’d soon have. “And
arch your back.”

Lea went still, as though she didn’t believe what they
intended to do, or she was so delighted at the prospect, her body hadn’t yet
caught up with her lascivious thoughts. Hoping for the latter, Toby pressed his
fingers even harder into her ass, deliberately displaying her anus.

She moaned excitedly, proving she wasn’t scared. Following
his earlier directive, Lea assumed the position that would allow Jake to enter
her tightest opening, while Toby remained in her cunt. To make certain of it,
she tightened her sheath around his cock, her inner muscles squeezing him one,
two, three times. No doubt to get him hard again. And so soon.

For her confidence in his sexual prowess, Toby wasn’t only
grateful. He felt the first stirrings of what he thought might be love. How
crazy was that? He barely knew her. She’d be out of his life for good within a
few days.

Oh shit, why are you thinking about that now?

He tried to stop, but couldn’t.

Unaware of his worry, Lea squeezed his shaft once again.

No good. He still wasn’t anywhere near where she needed him
to be. Cursing his stupid thoughts and useless cock, Toby knew that for now
she’d have to content herself with having only Jake thrusting inside.

The man wasted no time rolling the silky latex over his
shaft and sinking to his knees behind her. On a frustrated sigh, Toby ran his
fingers over Lea’s labia. She was so damn wet. Using her moisture, he
lubricated her tight pink ring, letting her know that she’d soon have what she
needed.

Jake gave Toby an odd look as if to ask
what’s wrong?

This couldn’t last. This shouldn’t even be happening. Wasn’t
that enough?

Lea’s rough moan brought their focus back to her, where it
belonged. She sounded as though she didn’t want to wait any longer. She had to
have both of them fill her.

No longer questioning Toby’s mood, Jake lifted his cock and
penetrated her most intimate opening.

She was tight beyond belief. Hot beyond reason.

It took all of Jake’s will not to rush the act for his own
gratification, the delight of having Lea in a way few women would have allowed.

She had accepted his and Toby’s intent without question, and
not because she feared any punishment from them. That was only a part of the
play Jake knew she enjoyed.

What else did she like? The possibilities made him dizzy.
Was she into bondage— being fettered with whatever was available—as much as she
was into submission? He fucking hoped so. He’d never done that with any of his
girlfriends, not even when he was in his teens and up for everything he’d seen
in adult videos.

Of course, if a lady wanted it pretend rough, he’d always
given her whatever she desired. If she demanded a more equal partnership, he
let her crawl all over him so she could do her thing. He was open to any and
all positions as long as they ended with a mind-blowing climax.

But there had never been the kind of games Lea encouraged,
nor had he ever engaged in a threesome.

Until now, Jake hadn’t seen the point or the allure. Damn.
He’d been missing out and that made him fucking pissed and oddly sad. By
tonight, they would have eaten up one full day. By tomorrow, there would be one
less.

Was that what Toby had been thinking about a few moments
earlier when he’d worn such a look of defeat?

What else? Unlike Toby, Jake growled out his frustration.

Lea misunderstood. She relaxed her muscles even more so his
entry would be easier.

Jake didn’t want easy. He demanded the resistance of her
body to his, the intense friction it created.

Resolute, he continued to penetrate, delighting in being
sheltered so intimately. In stages he drove inside, measuring Lea’s enjoyment by
the sounds she made. A moan here, a whimper there, a sigh of delight as he
pushed a bit more and buried himself fully.

Gulping air, Jake struggled for control when what he wanted
was to pump like crazy, come, then go again and again and again, denying her
eventual departure, allowing himself to be lost within her sweet depths.

While she still faced the inevitable. A life on the run from
Cubrero. A future of strangers surrounding and worrying her.

Fuck.

This isn’t about you, it’s about her,
Jake reminded himself,
refusing to behave like a selfish prick during the act. He’d do his best to
make her as happy as he could. On a hard swallow, he leaned down, his hand
going to Lea’s clit.

She jerked at his first gentle brush. He gave her another.
This time, she wiggled her ass, driving him deeper inside.

Good girl.

He rewarded her with a stroke from his fingers and one from
his cock. It wasn’t easy, but he worked her at a lazy pace contradicted by the
perspiration running down his chest and back. She wasn’t faring any better. Her
nails dug into Toby’s upper arms. He seemed unaware. Gone was his earlier
gloom. He’d closed his eyes, his chin pointed up, and his face was reddened
with what Jake guessed was his burgeoning hard-on.