Their Twisted Love (The Twisted Mosaic - Book 2) (14 page)

"A guy, definitely. A girl would be...." She
shuddered and her pussy got hot. "That could be fun. I've always thought
Claire was cute, and I bet she'd be into it."

"First, no way I'm fucking Claire. I don't want to lose
my job, or a good assistant."

She unbuckled my belt and slid my zipper down. "And
second?"

"What makes you think she's into anything kinky?"

Talia sighed and stuffed her hand in my pants, stroking my
hard cock while I finger-fucked her. "She follows the dress code to the
letter—except for her heels. Wears at least three inches every day." She
dragged her lips down my face till she caught my mouth, sucking on my lower
lip. "I did that."

"And I know how kinky you are." I thrust my
fingers deep for emphasis.

"Ooo... yes." She gave my cock a tug. "How
are we going to find another guy?"

"I'll take care of that."

"I can't choose?" Her fingers slid down my shaft
to tease my balls.

I pulled her shirt up and licked a fat nipple. "I know
what you like."

"Mmm... where should we fuck him?"

"You're the one fucking him, not me."

"Aww."

"No."

Headlights illuminated my truck, and I yanked Talia's shirt
down. The car turned and parked several spaces away, and darkness enveloped us
again.

Her hand was still wrapped around my dick, and she stroked
it back to life. "Tell me how I can fuck him."

Why does she always want me to talk when she's got me by
the balls?
Literally.
"Any way you want, babe."

"Can I suck his cock?" She slid to the floor and
licked my shaft.

"Yeah."

"Like this?" She pulled my hard-on into her mouth
and sucked from root to tip.

Slow, melting heat spread through my limbs as she fondled me
with her tongue. "Oh yeah."

"Or this?" She lifted her shirt and rubbed a hard
nipple against the head.

I grunted and grabbed her hair while she squeezed my balls
and sucked my aching dick.

Then she climbed on my lap and held my cock upright as she
maneuvered onto it. "Can I ride him?"

"Uh-huh."

She slid up and down as much as she could in the cramped
space, enough to set my body on fire. She mashed a breast into my mouth and
squealed as I bit down on a sweet nipple. "While you watch?"

Watch? Oh, watch her fucking the other guy.
I'd never
been the one to watch before. That was Will's kink. I closed my eyes and
pictured another guy in my place—her legs spread for his cock, her face twisted
with pleasure as his dick slammed into her pussy. My blood boiled and I
groaned, grabbing her ass and pounding her greedy cunt. "Yes, slut. I'll
watch."

She laughed and thrust down on me. "Can he make me
come?"

"He'd better." Any guy who fucked my girl had damn
well better make her come. Hard.

She tipped my head back and kissed me, sucking on my tongue
as her pussy tightened on my cock. Then her eyes glittered as she leaned back
and reached behind her to grab my balls. "Can I make him come?"

I'd be shocked if she didn't. "Not until you're
finished with him."

Talia laughed and squeezed my balls, grinding down on my
cock while I moaned and dug into her ass. She gasped and clenched, convulsing
on my lap.

I held her tight, barely aware that she'd smacked her head
on the rearview mirror, even though I hit my head on the back window when I
came. Stars spun around us, exploding into white-hot points of sizzling light
and then fading into the night.

I kissed her warm breasts. "Dirty enough for you?"

She breathed into my hair. "Close."

I spanked her and she giggled. Now I just had to find a guy
who could handle her.

***

"We're making progress, but we need proof before this
case can proceed. Get on it." Joan dismissed us, but I hung back, waiting
for her door to close behind Claire.

"I need a favor."

Joan smiled and kicked her shoes off, leaning forward so her
blouse draped open. "Mmm... I knew you'd ask sooner or later."

"Thank you, but no."

She pouted. "What then?"

"A friend of mine, a woman, needs a date—a sure thing
with a kinky side. Know where I can find a guy like that?"

"I do."

"And?"

"What's in it for me?"

Ah, shit.
I couldn't offer her my talents. "I
keep my mouth shut... about all your hobbies."

She leaned back in her chair and tapped her pen on her desk.
"All right." She scribbled a phone number on a sticky note and handed
it to me. "Grad student. Always desperate for cash. Tell him you're
interested in his research."

I had no problem paying someone for sex. Satisfaction
guaranteed, and no strings attached. Once and done. "Thanks."

I went back to my office, called the guy and told him
exactly what I wanted. He sounded eager, so we made plans to meet for a beer. I
had to make sure he was good-looking enough for my Talia. Joan's standards
sometimes left something to be desired. But this guy would do. He'd been
charming, respectful, and he had a smile Talia would get gushy over.

When I met her in my conference room the next morning, she
greeted me with a giddy grin. "Did you meet him?"

"Yep. I think you'll like him."

She sat on the table and hiked her skirt up, spreading her
legs as I stepped between them. "Tell me everything."

"Mmm...." I slipped my fingers under her panties.
Damn
slut is wet already.
"He's young, twenty-something."

"Cute?"

"The waitress thought so."

She gasped as I stroked her clit. "Does he have a nice
body?"

How am I supposed to answer that?
"No more
details. I gotta leave something to your imagination."

She unzipped my pants and wiggled her hand inside.
"You're torturing me."

"Uh-huh."

She wrapped her arm around my shoulders, and we kissed lazy
and deep, in no hurry. I tasted her entire mouth, taking the time to savor her
lips and her tongue. That kiss sealed the deal for our erotic adventure. I
wanted to see her fuck this guy as much as she wanted to spread her legs for
him.

But reality had to come first. "I gotta be in court in
twenty minutes."

She stroked my cock. "Make me come before you go."
Then she tugged my bottom lip with her teeth.

How can I say no to that?
I laid her back on the
table and dropped to my knees. She moaned as I pulled her panties aside and
slipped my tongue into her hot pussy.

"Tonight, tonight." She chanted and sighed,
anticipating a new and different tongue on her clit.

I couldn't believe how much it
didn't
bother me. Not
at all. In fact, I couldn't wait to watch her go crazy for another guy.
Am I
weird?

"Put your fingers inside me. I need two." She
meant two men, not just two fingers, but she came as soon as I gave them to
her, arching off the table and pulling my hair.

I kissed her quivering thighs, then helped her sit up and
arrange her skirt.

"Wow, you got me off quick."

"I think we had help." I tapped her temple and
smiled.

She grinned and blushed. "I won't have to imagine it
tonight."

"Be ready at five thirty." She nodded and I kissed
her before slipping out the door.

Claire cleared her throat as I walked by her. "Your
pants."

Shit.
I zipped up quick and winked at her.
"Don't tell."

She smirked and drew an X over her heart.

The elevator doors slid closed as I jumped in, and my hands
shook as I double-checked my zipper.
Anticipation. Damn.
I just hoped
the reality was as good as our fantasy.

***

"Ooo, he
is
cute." Talia practically
drooled when I pointed him out to her. We'd had an early dinner then driven to
a hotel bar out near the airport. I wanted this on neutral ground, far away
from my office and Talia's hotel, and my home in the foothills. The less he
knew about us, the better.

He stood when we approached, kissing Talia's hand as she
offered it. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Jay."

Her eyes sparkled. "Talia."

Jay shook my hand. "Good to see you again, Alex."

"Same here." I guided Talia to a chair between us.
"Relax, babe. I'll get our drinks." A waitress would come by sooner
or later, but Talia needed alcohol now, and I wanted to leave her alone with
him for a couple of minutes to see how they'd get along.

I waited at the bar and watched while he smiled and chatted
her up. She sat straight in her chair, back stiff, hands in her lap. He
polished off his drink and leaned across the table, extending his hand toward
her. She wouldn't touch him, but she smiled and laughed at something he said, and
some of the tension left her body.

I ordered a beer for me and chocolate martini for her. She
hadn't asked for it, but I wanted to indulge her tonight, treat her special.

"Oh yummy," she said as I sat down. "Thank
you."

"My pleasure."

She turned to him again. "So you're in school?"

"Grad school, yeah. Psychology."

Talia laughed. "Abnormal psychology?"

He smiled easily. "No. Human sexuality. I'm researching
polyamorous relationships."

"Polyamorous... many loves?"

"Right."

She glanced around at the mostly empty bar as if she
expected to see men in black hiding behind newspapers. "Are we part of
some secret experiment?"

"No, this is just for fun." He signaled a waitress
and ordered another round of drinks.

"Okay, but change our names when you write about us in
your thesis."

He winked. "I will."

Talia licked chocolate from her lips. "Have you done
this before? With another couple, I mean?"

"I'm seeing a couple now."

He hadn't told me that, but then I hadn't asked about his
personal life. "How does that work? Do they know you're here?"

"I told them I had a date. We're not exclusive. They
see other people, too."

Talia pushed her drink aside and leaned on the table,
hanging on his every word. "And that's polyamorous?"

"That's more of an open relationship."

"And no one gets jealous?" Her breathless words
told me just how fascinating she found this.

"Nope. Her husband is the kind of guy who gets aroused
watching her have sex with other men."

Now that's interesting. Maybe I'm not so weird.

"Ah...." Talia nodded. "I know a guy like
that." She looked at me and mouthed
Will
.

Huh.
Will and I have that in common....
I
could've pondered that all night, but we were here to get Talia laid... a lot.

Jay pushed his bottle aside. "So how do you want to do
this?"

Talia sat back, her fingers twisting in her hair. "We
have a room upstairs, if you'd like to um... join us."

He smiled and reached for her. "What would you like,
Talia?"

Nice move.

She looked at me, eyebrows raised.

"You know what I want, baby. This is about you."

She smiled and let go of her hair. "I'd like to go
upstairs. But I gotta finish my drink." She seized the martini with
trembling hands. "Can't let good chocolate go to waste."

I stroked her hair while she drained her glass, and Jay
finished his second beer. She still hadn't touched him, but I suspected she was
waiting for some privacy.

We took the elevator to the third floor. No one said a word.
Talia kept close to me, holding my hand while I unlocked the door. I stepped
aside and let Jay in, but held her back and whispered in her ear. "Touch
him. Let him know you're interested."

"Oh." She slapped her hand over her face as if
she'd forgotten how to flirt. "Right." She skipped after Jay and
stroked his arm. "Would you like another drink?"

"No, thanks. I'm good."

She looked at me and shrugged.

I hung the Do Not Disturb sign on the doorknob and locked
the deadbolt.
No escape now.
I grabbed Talia's hand and sat on the end
of the bed with her. Jay sat beside her. I slid my hand into her hair and
touched her lips to mine. "You okay?"

She nodded, her eyes bright and sparkling.

I looked over her head at Jay and gave him a nod, then I
kicked off my shoes and pulled Talia's shirt over her head. She wore a pink
satin and lace bra that pushed her pretty breasts up, making them irresistible
to touch. I ran my fingers along the edge, caressing satin and skin.

"So beautiful." Jay's fingers brushed her thigh.

She bowed her head, watching his hand. "Thank
you."

I whispered into her hair. "Kiss him."

She glanced at him and parted her lips as she slid her hand
behind his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. He touched her shoulders,
turning her body into him while I unhooked her bra. It fell down her arms,
exposing her breasts to his wandering hands. She moaned into his mouth, and my
dick got hard. I pulled my shirt off and watched him roll her nipples between
his fingers.

He leaned back and she fell against him, bracing her hand on
his thigh. Then she broke their kiss and looked down as if realizing where she
was touching him.

She smiled and slipped her tongue back in his mouth as her
hand moved to his crotch.

"Mmm... nice," she
whispered on his lips.

I leaned over and nibbled her neck. She turned and kissed
me. "Oh hi."

"Hi, baby." My tongue played with hers while he
licked her nipples. I palmed her free breast and then slid my hand down and
unzipped her jeans.

It took all three of us pulling and tugging, but once we got
her naked, she lay back on the bed and stretched, showing off if I wasn't
mistaken. "All right, boys. I'm all yours."

We laughed and accosted her. I groped her breasts while Jay
fondled her thighs. She spread her legs for him, drawing his hand to her pussy
like a magnet.