Sweet Thursday (6 page)

“Give me a boost.” She faced the front seat, wiggled her rear end at Killian and glanced over her shoulder, immensely pleased when his eyes narrowed.

“God
damn
, you’ve got one hot ass. Was that always there?” Killian asked.

“Guess you couldn’t see it underneath my good-girl clothes.”

“Freaking long skirts,” Justin said, his voice laden with disgust.

“My mother bought my clothes back then.” She felt as if she should say something in her defense.

“Well, I have to say, I prefer your style to hers.” Killian placed his strong hands at her waist, lifting her into the high cab. Rather than scooting over on her ass, she slowly crawled on all fours to the middle of seat, savoring the sounds of both men inhaling deeply behind her. She felt certain her short skirt wasn’t covering much. Rather than sit down, she remained crouched on hands and knees, twisting her head around to look at them.

“You guys coming?” She stressed the word
coming
and giggled when Justin groaned.

“Hell yeah.” Justin walked around to the driver’s side while Killian climbed in beside her.

She started to sit, but K stopped her, placing his hand on her rear. “Don’t move.

You can’t poke the bear, Lily, and not expect him to poke back.”

It was her turn to groan when Killian’s fingers slid under her skirt and caressed her ass. “It’s a thong. Jesus. I love thongs.”

“Wore it just for you,” she teased.

Justin hauled himself onto the seat in front of her and she blushed when she found herself up close and personal with his crotch.

“Well, hello there,” he muttered and she giggled.

“Jeez. This may be a bit harder than I thought.” She was surprised by the fact they could take such a wicked act and make it fun. “There’s clearly too much history here.”

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Her words were meant as a joke, but both men took them as a dare. Killian’s hand ventured beneath the thong and he ran his finger from her clit to ass and back again, while Justin lifted her face to his. Before she realized his intent, he kissed her, deep and sexy as hell.

Christ, she’d been kissed before, but never like this. Justin kissed as if it mattered.

Killian’s finger traveled back to her clit and she jerked back, gasping when he applied the perfect amount of pressure to the sensitive nub. Justin grinned and rested his forehead against hers. “Sometimes having a history can make things sweeter, easier.

For instance, I have a sneaking suspicion you enjoy kissing. So you can be damn sure I’m gonna take lots of time with those pretty lips of yours.” He punctuated his promise with another kiss and she let herself fall into the gentle beauty of it.

Distant laughter drifted from the direction of the reception doorway.

“Much as I’d like to finish this here, I think we should move this party to our place,” Killian said.

She and Justin broke apart as Killian’s hand rubbed her ass before helping her sit between them and buckling her in.

She glanced back, relieved to see two men standing at the reception hall door, chatting and smoking. They obviously weren’t aware there was anyone in the truck until Justin started the engine and they pulled out of the parking lot.

“How about giving me one of those kisses?” Killian placed his hand on her cheek, pulling her lips to his. Where Justin’s kisses were swift and potent, Killian’s were tender. She marveled at how much their kisses fit their personalities. Killian had always been the protector, not only for her but for other misfits in school, like Chandler. He was their champion and she hadn’t been surprised when he’d enlisted in the Army. She ran her fingers through his dark hair, trying not to melt under his soft caresses.

They separated at the sound of Justin’s quietly muttered curse. “Gonna be lucky to make it back to our place if you two keep that up. You’re steaming up the window and my cock’s about to rip through these freaking pants.”

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Lily laughed. “Poor Justin. Where do you guys live? Is it far?”

“Too damn far,” Justin replied.

At the same time Killian said, “Not far.”

She shook her head and sighed happily. Though she’d considered her proposition carefully for weeks, she never really let herself believe it would actually happen. Killian leaned forward and toyed with the radio, switching through the stations until he found a slow country song. A peace descended upon them and Lily assumed they were just as lost in thought about the coming night as she was.

During the silence, she took time to observe the two men who’d been her best friends at one point in her life. Killian was kicked back, relaxed. He’d taken hold of her hand and was lightly rubbing her knuckles, the motions soothing. She glanced over at Justin, whose fingers were tapping impatiently against the steering wheel. A quick peek at the speedometer confirmed her suspicions. He wasn’t joking about wanting to get her home as quickly as possible.

Justin’s entire demeanor screamed of a cocky nature, but she knew there was more to the man than the smartass he loved to portray. She’d seen his true colors the day they’d buried Killian’s mom. Sunday Collins had passed away after suffering from a long bout of cancer during their sophomore year.

Killian had been strong throughout the funeral service, standing stoically next to Tristan and his pop as her coffin was lowered into the ground. It was the first funeral Lily had ever attended and she still remembered how much she’d physically hurt, watching Killian’s face as he said goodbye to his mother.

Justin stood beside her and she hadn’t realized until the service was over that he’d been holding her hand the entire time. As the crowd dispersed and the family began to walk to their cars, they hung back with Killian…

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Lily looked around the cemetery, searching for some words of comfort to offer. She didn’t know what to say. Wasn’t sure she could speak through the painful lump in her throat.

“My mom took off when I was three.” Lily looked up, surprised by Justin’s words.

“I don’t really remember her…and you know my dad. Conversation isn’t exactly his thing. The first time I met your mom was after Little League practice. Sixth grade. She’d made us all chocolate chip cookies. Best fucking cookies I ever had.”

Killian nodded and Lily watched him covertly wipe away a tear.

“A bunch of the parents were standing around. My dad was late coming to pick me up—as usual. Somebody asked where my mother was.”

Killian grinned sadly. “You said aliens abducted her.”

Justin laughed, though it certainly wasn’t a happy sound. “Always was a little bastard. After that, your mom sort of claimed me. It was her voice I heard yelling my name from the stands. She baked me a cake on my thirteenth birthday—first cake that had my name on it and wasn’t made by the grocery store. Whenever I smart-mouthed somebody, she set me straight in that calm, sweet voice that made me wanna fall on my knees and promise never to be bad again as long as I lived.”

Killian laughed. “Discipline by guilt, my sisters call it.”

“Yeah. Well, it worked on me and whenever I did something good in school, she made me some of those cookies. I didn’t know my mom, Killian, but I’m sure as hell glad I knew yours.”

Justin had known exactly the right words, and it was in that precise moment Lily had given a piece of her heart to him as well. She took a deep breath to calm herself. She hadn’t expected the memories of her friends to be so potent, so strong after all these years.

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She steadied her mind and recalled her purpose—lust. This was just lust, pure and simple. She was going to grab this night—this
one
night—filling it with as many sexy memories as she could while erasing every regret she’d ever suffered in regards to letting these men slip away. Then she was walking away in the morning and starting over fresh. Her future was finally going to begin. Spotless. Clean.

Killian pulled her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles tenderly. She glanced over, taken aback by his kind smile.

Suddenly she could see there was a flaw in her plans she hadn’t anticipated. Hadn’t seen coming. Her desire for Justin and Killian could too quickly and too easily become something less containable, less acceptable.

Lust could be shared with more than one, but could love?

The past crashed in on her with that thought and she remembered why she’d never approached them before—she could never choose between them. Never consider a future with one and not the other. She took a deep breath and pushed that thought from her mind.

Just tonight. Just tonight.

Lily looked up when Justin pulled the car into a parking area in front of a row of townhouses. The buildings looked fairly new and they were well kept, the lawn groomed.

“Home sweet home.” Justin put the truck in park and turned it off. Neither man made a move to open the doors and get out.

“Last chance, Lily,” Killian said. “Once we get you in that house, things are gonna get pretty serious.”

“Stop trying to scare her, K.” Justin frowned at his friend before cupping her cheek gently in his large palm. “If you get scared or it becomes too much for you, just say so.”

She took Justin’s hand in hers, pulling it away from her face. “I won’t say no. To anything.”

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Killian growled behind her, opening his door and reaching for her. She gave him her hand, amazed by how calm she felt. She wondered where she was getting the nerve to speak so casually. Why wasn’t her heart racing with fear? Why weren’t her hands shaking? This was completely out of her comfort zone and yet, as she held Killian’s hand and followed him to the front door, she knew this was where she was meant to be.

Justin unlocked the door, hitting a light switch on his way into the living room. She glanced around the room, not surprised to find a bit of mess. She’d have been more concerned if she’d discovered the place spotless. It was clear they were two bachelors living together without the nagging influence of a woman. There was a half-eaten bowl of cereal on the coffee table, a couple empty beer cans, a few stray socks scattered around. Overall, the place looked comfortable and lived in.

What
did
surprise her was that the house was tastefully decorated. The furniture all matched and looked fairly new and clean. There were family pictures in frames on the wall and curtains hanging in the window that matched the décor.

“Nice place,” she said.

Killian smiled at her comment. “Can’t really take credit for that. My sisters helped us decorate when we moved back to Baltimore. We joined the service straight out of high school so we were pretty much starting from scratch. Gave Keira and Riley free rein to set the place up.”

“They did a nice job. Two recliners?” She grinned when she spotted the two oversized chairs flanking the couch, all three pieces of furniture facing the biggest flat-screen TV she’d ever seen.

Justin laughed. “We always said when we got out of the Army, our first purchase would be recliners and a big screen. At the end of a long day, it’s nice to come home, kick back with a beer and catch a game on the tube.”

She walked over to one of the recliners and sat down. “So, have you broken them in yet?”

Killian’s eyes narrowed, while Justin grinned widely.

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“Don’t know that we have.” Justin walked forward until he stood directly in front of her, her gaze level with the reason he broke every speed limit in his race to get here.

She licked her lips, surprised when Killian walked to the second recliner across the room. He gestured to her with a wave of his hand. “It’s your fantasy, your night.”

She pressed her legs together, the thought of giving Justin a blowjob while Killian watched throwing her body into overdrive. She resisted the urge to pinch herself lest she was dreaming, instead putting her fingers to work opening Justin’s dress pants.

The second she lowered the zipper, she realized he’d made the job easy for her.

“No underwear?”

Justin shook his head.

“You always were too impatient.”

He grinned, placing his hands in her hair, his rough touch betraying his need.

“Suck my cock, Lily.” Then, he added a husky, “Please.”

She pulled his erect penis out, thankful when he pushed his pants down, the material falling to his ankles. Apparently Justin’s large size wasn’t restricted to merely height and she closed her eyes, excited by the idea of taking all of him into her mouth.

She wasn’t a virgin, wasn’t as innocent as she knew Killian suspected. She’d dated a few men and done her fair share of experimenting.

Tonight, though, all those past experiences seemed to pale in comparison as she opened her mouth and sucked in the head of Justin’s cock.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Killian lean back against the recliner. His hands were moving to his pants and she assumed he was trying to find some relief of his own.

Justin’s fingers returned to her hair and his grip tightened. She let him direct the speed, the motion for the moment. She could tell he was holding himself back, taking things slowly. As she adjusted to his girth, she decided to up the ante, reaching around and grabbing his ass, pulling him closer as the head of his cock brushed the back of her 49

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throat. He moaned and Killian bent forward. She felt two pairs of eyes watching her every move and she marveled at the intensity of their scrutiny.

She squirmed, trying to ignore the surfeit of moisture gathering at the juncture of her thighs. Killian must have noticed her distress. He stood, walking over and kneeling beside the recliner.

Killian leaned over to whisper in her ear. “You need a little relief too, don’t you, Lily?”

She nodded once, the motion driving Justin’s dick even deeper.

“Jesus,” Justin mumbled, using his hands to direct her motions once more. “Spread your legs. Let Killian make you feel good. I want you to climax on his fingers while you swallow down my cum.”