Windswept (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (5 page)

“Looking for something?” he asked mischievously, and Cadence’s flush deepened as she heard the double entendre in his words.

Gesturing oddly toward the wine, she stammered, “The glasses…I thought…I couldn’t find…” She silently berated herself for the inarticulate drivel, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

Ryan stopped her with a kiss. His lips were soft, yet firm, his tongue delving slowly into her mouth. And Cadence melted against him again. His kiss was deep and slow and had her heart racing in a short space of time. When he lifted his head away, he held up the corkscrew to show her. Cadence smiled.

Chris took the corkscrew from Ryan’s hand, and Ryan pulled her closer. He bent his head to kiss her neck at the base of her throat. He trailed featherlight kisses up toward her ear. He ran his tongue lightly around the edge of her ear and sucked gently on her earlobe. Cadence was light-headed and breathless. His light, leisurely exploration was so opposite to Chris’s urgent passion, yet he still had her panties dripping and desire throbbing through her.

“May I offer you both a glass of wine?” Chris cut in. Ryan reluctantly pulled his head up. He took the glass Chris offered and gave it to Cadence before taking the second one for himself.

“A toast,” Chris said raising his glass. “To a beautiful woman and the beginning of a successful…venture.”

The three clinked their glasses together and drank. Cadence drained her glass all at once. The alcohol had an almost instant effect on her, and she giggled. Ryan and Chris smiled at each other.

“What would you like to do now, Cadence?” Ryan asked suggestively.

Cadence could think of a lot of things she wanted to do. But she hadn’t touched her flute at all that day and knew she needed to practice. “I need to practice,” she whispered.

Ryan took her hand and led her to the piano. Her flute case was on the coffee table. Going to it, she began putting it together. This was familiar to her, and she found that she could think a little more clearly.

“Do you mind if we sit here?” Chris asked, gesturing to the chairs they had used for their rehearsal.

Cadence shook her head. “Maybe you could give me some pointers,” she said. They nodded and sat down.

Cadence turned her back and began with her scales and arpeggios as well as a few exercises. Satisfied with her warm-up, she brought out her repertoire. Looking through it, she decided to start with the piece that had been giving her the most trouble, the one that required more emotion.

She began to play, paying careful attention to the expression markings. After about 40 bars, Chris appeared in front of her. She lowered the flute and looked questioningly at him.

“Do you have this memorized?” he asked her.

“Yes,” Cadence replied. “But I…” she stopped as he took the music off the stand and dropped it onto the table.

“Then you don’t need the paper,” he said. “Now begin again and look at me while you do,” he instructed. “Don’t stop playing.”

Puzzled, Cadence raised the flute to her lips and began again, her green eyes never leaving Chris’s blue ones. Strangely she found the experience—erotic. She could see the desire in his eyes and felt the familiar tightening in her belly. As the heat raced through her, she felt a light touch on her back. She jumped, but Ryan’s voice behind her said, “Don’t stop, Cadence.” She continued. But she found it difficult to concentrate on the music, Ryan’s hands, and Chris’s face all at once, so she closed her eyes.

“Your fingers know what they’re doing, Cadence,” Ryan whispered. “Let go and just feel.”

His voice was impossible to resist. She gave over her concentration to the feel of his touch. He trailed his fingers across her shoulders, slowly, featherlight. Then they began to move downward along her spine. Delicious shivers radiated out from his touch and caused her to arch her back.

In front, she felt Chris’s hands moving across her stomach and lightly up her sides where they just brushed the sides of her breasts. He moved around to her back as she felt Ryan’s hand slide over her ass and down her thighs.

As she played, one man traced circles over her legs and the other began to plant light kisses across her shoulders. The sensations were becoming more intense, almost overwhelming, and she wasn’t sure how much more she could stand. The music reached a passionate climax, and then Cadence became aware that she could now only feel one set of hands on her body. She felt a letdown that saddened her. The music began to quiet and slow. When the second set of hands left her, a feeling of emptiness and longing settled over her. She let the sadness flow out of her and into the instrument, the now haunting melody carrying softly through the room. She opened her eyes as she came to the last phrase and found both men in front of her. Their eyes held hers as the final note faded away.

The three of them stood still for a moment, and the tension in the air was palpable.

“Beautiful,” Ryan whispered.

“The music?” Cadence asked, her voice so soft it was barely audible.

“You,” Chris said as he moved forward. “You’ve been playing from up here,” he said, gently touching her forehead. “Now you need to start playing from here.” His hand dropped to touch her chest just above her left breast. “When you do that, your beauty shines through your music.”

Their eyes held for a heartbeat, and then Chris pulled her roughly into his arms, his mouth crushing down on hers. As Cadence was swept away by his passionate embrace, Ryan carefully took her flute from her and set it down on the piano. Chris’s hands held her crushed against him, one at her back and the other cupping her ass. Cadence moaned against his mouth, opening her lips to allow his tongue better access.

Chris’s hands slid under the hem of her shirt, and he broke their kiss for only a moment to pull it up over her head and toss it aside. His lips moved to her neck, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin there.

A second set of hands found Cadence’s shoulders, and she felt Ryan lean in to kiss the back of her neck. Where Chris’s kisses were rough and insistent, Ryan’s were soft and teasing. The contrast in sensations had her pussy dripping and her clit throbbing. Ryan’s hands slid over her shoulders to run down the centre of her back. When he encountered her bra, he undid the clasp and pushed the straps off her shoulders. Her breasts ached for someone to touch them, kiss them. Chris pulled the bra the rest of the way off and cupped her small, firm breasts in his hands. His thumbs brushed roughly over the tight pink peaks. She gasped at the intense feeling. Chris lowered his mouth to her tits. He bit down gently on one nipple while his hand pinched the other one. Cadence moaned as her nipples became impossibly hard and erect. Ryan’s hands were running lightly over her ass.

As Chris lavished his attention on Cadence’s nipples, Ryan slipped his hands under the waistband of her pants and began to slide them down Cadence’s legs along with her panties. When he had them to her ankles, he helped her to step out of them. As he stood again, he trailed his fingers up the inside of her leg, over her inner thighs until he reached her slick pussy. He stroked her softly and murmured in her ear, “You are incredibly wet.” Cadence moaned again. Ryan laughed softly and then gently slid a finger between her folds and inserted it into her vagina. Cadence cried out and pushed back against his hand. He began to slide his finger slowly in and out of her, driving her crazy with desire. When he withdrew his finger, she cried out in frustration. “More please,” she demanded.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Chris said and kissed her again. Then he dropped to his knees in front of her. Ryan pressed up against her from behind and slid his hands around to cup her breasts and caress the nipples with light, teasing strokes. Cadence leaned into him, her head tilting back to rest on his shoulder. Chris pulled Cadence’s legs apart and thrust his fingers into her cunt.

“Ahhhh!” Cadence cried out as Chris began to pump his fingers in and out in a pounding rhythm. Her eyes flew open when she felt his hot breath against her pussy. She looked down, and he was grinning up wickedly at her. She had never been with a man like this, but she found herself longing to feel his mouth against her. “Please,” she whispered desperately.

“Please what, Cadence?” Chris asked. “Tell me what you want me to do.” His fingers continued pumping in and out of her pussy.

“Oh God! Chris, please!” she gasped.

“Please what?” he repeated. “You need to tell me what you want.”

“Lick my pussy!” Cadence cried out.

Chris didn’t need her to ask twice. He used his free hand to separate her fleshy lips and pressed his tongue against her throbbing clit. Cadence moaned louder, her cries becoming harsher and more desperate. Chris sucked the delicate nub between his lips, wave after wave of pleasure shooting through it and the rest of her body. He pulled back and began to run his tongue in rapid circles, driving her higher and higher toward her peak.

“I’m going to make you come so hard,” he growled against her cunt and resumed his expert tonguing. The feel of his tongue against her clit and Ryan’s hand on her tits sent her over the final precipice, and she was falling, her orgasm exploding over the three of them. Her cunt clenched around Chris’s fingers as a scream tore from her throat. Spasms racked her whole body, and had it not been for Ryan’s support behind her, she was sure she would have collapsed. She gasped and panted as she came down from her orgasm, aftershocks shooting through her. Chris gently withdrew his fingers and his mouth from her pussy and stood. He leaned close and kissed her. His mouth and face were covered in her juices, and she could taste herself on him.

“You taste so good, baby,” he said huskily. “Can you taste your juices on me?” She nodded, and he brought his fingers to her lips, the ones that had been buried in her cunt. “Suck my fingers,” he demanded quietly. Cadence took them into her mouth, licking and sucking her cum from them. He withdrew his fingers and kissed her again. “Thank you for letting me make you come.”

Cadence thought she was probably the one who should be saying thank you but didn’t feel capable of speech at the moment. She felt herself being gently turned around to face Ryan. “My turn,” he said softly, and Cadence moaned with anticipation.

Ryan pressed his lips to hers, his tongue quietly insistent. His kiss was so different from Chris’s, but it still left her feeling light-headed. She slipped her arms around Ryan’s waist and pressed closer to him, her still sensitive nipples brushing against the fabric of his shirt.

Cadence wanted to feel his skin against hers. She pulled his shirt from the waistband of his jeans and brought her fingers around to undo the buttons. She worked quickly down the row of them and pushed the shirt open. His chest was well defined with a light layer of hair curling over it. Cadence ran her fingers gently through it and impulsively leaned forward to kiss his chest. He groaned softly. The sound emboldened Cadence as she realized that she had the power to make him feel good, too. She pressed her lips to his again as she began fumbling with the buckle of his belt. A low growl sounded in his throat as she undid the zipper and slipped her hands in under the waistband to slide her fingers across the skin of his ass.

Cadence suddenly desperately needed to feel all of him. She pushed the pants and briefs down, freeing his erection. She froze when she saw him, staring in wonder. He was enormous. She had never seen a man’s cock aside from a few pictures. That’s supposed to fit inside me? she thought skeptically. She touched him tentatively, and he moaned. She found she could barely get her hand around him. “It’s so big,” she breathed.

Ryan moaned softly as she continued to run her hand along the length of his cock. “Are you a virgin, Cadence?” he asked breathily. She blushed and nodded shyly. He kissed her gently. “We’ll take it slowly,” he said. “But I want to bury myself inside of you.” His words had Cadence’s pussy clenching with need.

Ryan kicked his clothes away from his legs and led her to the couch. He instructed her to stand while he seated himself. Cadence was fascinated by the way his cock stood straight up.

Chris appeared behind Ryan and handed him a foil packet. Cadence realized it was a condom when Ryan ripped it open and pulled out the rolled-up rubber. She blushed. Birth control had never crossed her mind. At least the men were looking out for her.

Ryan rolled the condom down over himself and then held out a hand to her. “Straddle me, Cadence,” he instructed. She did what he asked, one knee on either side of his hips, poised above his enormous rod. Ryan put his hands on her waist. “Okay, sweetheart, you’ve got all the control here,” he said. “Lower yourself onto me, but only go as far as you’re comfortable. Take your time.”

Slowly, Cadence slid herself onto Ryan’s cock, moaning as his head parted her flesh and began stretching her virgin hole. There was pain, but nothing she couldn’t handle. She slid slowly down allowing her cunt to adjust as she went. She wanted all of him. She needed to be filled. With one quick downward stroke, she took his whole cock inside of her. She gasped and sat panting for a moment as she allowed her vagina to become accustomed to the full feeling.

Ryan moaned. “Oh, baby, you’re so tight! You feel so good!” He leaned forward and kissed her. “Now start sliding up and down on me.”

With Ryan’s hands at her waist helping her, Cadence pushed herself up, sliding to the end of his cock without pulling it out of her and then plunged down on him more quickly. She lifted again and slid back down, beginning to build a rhythm.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Ryan grunted out. “Ride my cock!”

Cadence was only too happy to do just that. She loved the feel of him inside her. He kissed her again, his tongue not quite as gentle now, both of them moaning as they fucked. After a few minutes, Ryan lifted her off of him and stood up. He led her to the piano bench. “Bend over this,” he instructed. Cadence bent over and placed her hands on the bench. He moved up behind her, grabbed her hips, and plunged into her cunt again. She cried out as his cock slid in and out of her, the pace increasing. Suddenly Chris was in front of her, completely nude. His cock was totally erect, and although he wasn’t quite as big as Ryan, his length was impressive.