With Cherry on Top [Loving in Silver 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (7 page)

But there was the way the men were looking at Gracie from time to time, the speculative glances, which also came her way. It took a while, but Cherry finally figured it out. The men were drawn to Gracie and they were wondering if the six of them could explore the possibility of being together.

Cherry trembled, suddenly feeling more than a little light-headed. Since it wouldn’t look good to fall face-first into her plate, she quietly excused herself to go to the suite, aware concerned gazes followed her. As she closed herself in the bathroom, she leaned against the granite counter and stared at herself in the mirror.

There was a flush across her cheeks and her eyes seemed to hold both confusion and excitement. Was she actually thinking about this? How could she? Really? Nothing had been said. None of the men had even touched Gracie after she had been introduced to her. Could she be reading everything all wrong?

No, Cherry knew she had seen flashes of desire in those men’s gray eyes. They had a desire for her and desire for Gracie.

Why did they want another woman?

They want another woman because they’re lonely and horny.
She had believed them when they told her they would wait. But now that she was here it was like some switch had been flipped. They were all healthy young men. They had waited three years for her to get well.

But this? If the brothers really were considering bringing this woman into their relationship, could she deal with it? Was it something she could want?

Cherry had to admit Gracie was a sexy little thing. Petite, shapely, Gracie was hot. She could see what the men saw. And she had to admit to feeling a spark of desire deep inside her. Having a sexual relationship with a woman was nothing new to her. She’d had several of them over the years. She was definitely bi, having decided long ago that what sex she was attracted to wasn’t as important as the
person
she was attracted to.

A sudden, unexpected smile curved her mouth. She stared at it as she felt something else. Mischief stirred. Oh yeah, she was going to have some fun with this, Cherry thought as she returned to the patio and the table surrounded by concerned people.

But only after she got Gracie alone and had a talk with her.

It wasn’t as easy as Cherry thought it might be. Gracie was definitely staying close to the men, as if feeling secure with them in unfamiliar surroundings. She kept eyeing Cherry warily, but with a glimmer of interest which gave Cherry hope. It was sexual interest. There was no mistaking it.

When they moved as a group to the seating area at the opposite end of the large flagstone patio to enjoy the late afternoon, Cherry took the opportunity to snag Gracie. Catching the woman by the hand, she led her across the lawn toward the corral.

What she saw as she glanced over her shoulder made her smile. Mick, Jake, Cody, and Collin were all standing at the edge of the patio, staring, looking anxious and helpless in equal measures. When Mick would have followed a firm word from Logan held them back.

Getting them out of the sight of the others, Cherry pulled Gracie close. “So, you want my men,” she stated, pressing their bodies together.

Gracie was several inches shorter, dainty in comparison to her own frame. When she was at the right weight, her body was slightly curvy in all the right places, but long and lean in others. The dress Gracie was wearing enhanced her small body, the scoop neck giving a modest glimpse of two very firm, round breasts. They were about the size of oranges.

Cherry wanted a taste.

Huge, moss-green eyes looked up at her. They were filled with shadows, with fear and hope. “I could share,” she whispered earnestly. “I’m very good at sharing.”

Lifting her hands, Cherry smiled and slid her fingers through silky black hair, cupping Gracie’s pixie-like face. “Are you really?” She examined the woman’s face closely, scrutinizing it for every telltale clue as to what she was thinking and feeling.

“Yes. I’m very good at sharing.”

“Have you ever been with a woman before?”

Gracie swallowed hard and shook her head. “No, but I’ve thought about it a lot. I always knew I wanted what my parents have. My moms are very happy with my dads. And they love each other a lot, too.” She frowned, her perfectly defined brows dipping together. “But I haven’t found anyone yet. Well, not until I met the Preston brothers. And then I found out about you.” She grimaced, her plump lips twisting slightly. “It’s been very frustrating. How was I supposed to compete for their attention if you weren’t around?”

“You don’t have to. I’m here now. They want me and it’s obvious that they want you, too. It’s not something I was expecting, but considering I’ve been putting them off, I can’t blame them.” Cherry paused, and then said softly, “You don’t have to give me an answer right now. But I want you to think about staying here with me for a few days. We can get to know each other.”

Gracie blushed and her eyes darkened. The tip of her tongue poked out to wet her lips. “What about them?”

“Oh, I think we’ll let them think all kinds of dirty, nasty things are happening.”

“Will they happen?”

Cherry laughed softly, feeling a wealth of emotion sweep through her. She was surprised, excited, and terrified all at one time. “Oh, sweet girl, I think a lot of things are about to happen, if you’re willing to discover what you and I might have together.”

Without warning Gracie wrapped her arms around Cherry’s neck, pulling her head down for a kiss. Their mouths met hotly, eagerly, Cherry pulling her close until their two bodies melded together. Nipples which had hardened some minutes back became almost painful as the smaller woman rubbed her body against her own. The heat in her womb spiraled outward, through her torso, and along her limbs, leaving her weak and shaking.

Their moans blended together as they kissed, their tongues exploring, their hands beginning to roam over soft curves. Holding a female lover was so very different than holding a male.

One of the things Cherry loved most about being with another woman was the softness. It was as exciting to her as the hard muscles and strong frames of men like the Preston brothers. She loved touching, squeezing, stroking the firm peaks of breasts and the sweep of a curve. Oh yes, she loved the feel of Gracie against her. The moment they had touched she had felt the connection, just as she had with the men. She almost hated herself at that moment for denying them for so long. Now there was a chance she would, they would, have this lovely woman as well.

When they parted Gracie pressed their cheeks together. “Can I stay tonight? Please.”

With the smaller woman’s hot breath against her ear, Cherry didn’t think she could deny her anything at that moment. Her pussy throbbed almost painfully between her legs. She could feel the rush of creamy juices. It was nice to know something was still working.

Smiling, she pulled back slightly. “If that’s what you want, you’re more than welcome to stay.” When Gracie blushed so brightly she thought the petite woman might go up in flames, Cherry looked at her curiously. “What?”

“Do you have any toys?” she asked breathlessly, rubbing her firm breasts against her oversensitized body.

“No,” Cherry said and then laughed at the disappointed expression on Gracie’s face. “But I’m sure we can find what we need. Logan will surely have something for us to play with.” She dropped another kiss on the woman’s lips before grabbing her hand and pulling her back out into the open. “Let’s go back. We’ll let them know later that you’ll be staying. Let them stew. It’ll be good for them and for us.”

“Why us?”

“Because they’re going to go nuts and we’ll reap the benefits.”

Gracie giggled again. It was a sweet, innocent sound. “You’re bad,” she whispered in something akin to awe.

“I try. But we won’t torture them for long. I’ll tell them that I’m planning on moving in with them. That’ll help. I’m not mean.”

“What about me?”

“Well, I suspect you will be moving in, too.”

When they got back to the patio Cherry sat down on a love seat next to Mick. Gracie wiggled into the remaining space, her fingers wrapped tightly with hers. Everyone stared at them. Gracie trembled and leaned closer as she stared at everyone defiantly.

“How are your parents, Gracie?” Logan asked. He was comfortable in the huge chair, his son and daughter leaning back against him. Merilee was half asleep and her nephew was touching the tip of her nose to tease her, making her push at his hand grumpily. Logan stilled them with a soft word. “I see your dads planted a lot of wheat this year.”

Gracie nodded. “Yes. They expanded the acres they plant. Everything looks good so far.”

It wasn’t long before Gracie was completely comfortable with the family. Mick and his brothers asked her questions, getting to know her better, and refreshing what they already did know about her. But it was Cherry’s hand she held the entire time, her thumb stroking Cherry’s soft skin.

It was obvious they had made a connection. Gracie felt so very right against her. Cherry knew she had done the right thing by allowing the other woman to become a part of her family. In any other place, it probably wouldn’t have happened. But here in Silver, such things were possible. The people looking for ménage relationships wouldn’t be shocked by the addition to their partners.

Cherry was already in love with the Preston brothers. And it didn’t take a genius to know that Gracie was as well. How could she take that away from the woman? She couldn’t. And by judging the way she felt as she simply held the woman’s tiny hand, feeling the way the soft little body was pressed against hers, she was all but lost.

When the evening wound down, Cherry could feel Gracie’s nervousness growing. Giving her hand a squeeze, they went through the house with Mick, Jake, Collin, and Cody. They walked out to the truck, and then turned to look at the women.

“Gracie’s going to stay here with me. We’re going to have some girl time together. We’ll probably go shopping and stuff tomorrow after we come over to say good-morning to you guys.”

“Shopping for what?” Jake asked, blinking in confusion.

“Oh, stuff for the house. We’ll be moving in with you.”

“We?” Four pairs of eyes moved back and forth between her and Gracie. There was both shock and hope. “You and Gracie both are moving in?”

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?”

Those delicate little fingers tightened on hers. Cherry squeezed them with gentle reassurance. “Oh, fuck no!” Mick exclaimed, grinning like a ’possum. “Why can’t you come home with us tonight?”

Cherry was tempted, but she wanted to give the men one night of pure torment. Besides, being men, she was fairly certain the house wasn’t fit for visitors. “Gracie and I need a little more time to get to know each other.”

Jake pushed forward, his face almost boyishly eager. He looked from Cherry to Gracie. “Will you be, uh, having sex with each other tonight?”

Laughing, Cherry pushed him back out of her face. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Yes,” the four men answered in unison.

Gracie giggled. Cherry looked down at the smaller woman, noting the pink flush along her high cheekbones and the sparkle in her green eyes. “Gracie just wants to play with some toys, nothing too extreme. Now, you guys get home and get some rest. We’ll be there bright and early.” She put Gracie in front of her. “Now, say good night to Gracie.”

“Good night, Gracie,” Mick growled huskily, reaching out for the petite woman. If Cherry had thought the woman was small before, she was completely overwhelmed in size by each of the four brothers, who were all six foot two and above. Mick was the tallest at six foot five. Instead of bending himself in half to kiss Gracie, he lifted her up into his arms and kissed her with barely restrained hunger.

Collin reached for Cherry. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It felt right. It felt like coming home. When he captured her waiting mouth with his, she moaned and opened her mouth, accepting the thrusting of his bold tongue. Her nipples felt charged as they pressed against the hard, muscular wall of his wide chest. The soft mound of her sex ached as he thrust an equally hard, muscular leg between her thighs.

A soft whimper escaped her stinging lips as Collin released her and Mick took his place. Jake was now kissing Gracie. There were moans and near hysterical giggles and she glanced over to see the young goof-off gnawing playfully on the woman’s soft neck.

Cherry smiled even as she turned her gaze back up to Mick. He was the most serious of the four. She guessed it was because he was the big brother to the other three, though he and Collin were both thirty-two. Strong, callused hands smoothed over her shoulders as his gaze roamed over her upturned face, examining it, probing for information.

“You’re sure about this? About Gracie? And about the both of you coming home to us?”

Nodding, Cherry’s fingers linked behind his neck. “Yes, I’m sure. I don’t really think I’ll like it if you bring a new woman home every week, but Gracie is special. I’m surprised you guys didn’t notice before.”

A grimace twisted his firm lips. “We noticed, but we had other things on our minds. But we never thought about bringing her into this. That wouldn’t have been fair to you. It wouldn’t have been right.”

She hugged him before releasing him. “It’s very right now. I haven’t a doubt in my mind. Now, let me get kissing Jake out of the way before he wets himself.”