Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
Wolfe
Amy and Rhys were naked.
In my bedroom.
I was pretty damn sure it wasn’t my birthday yet, but son of a bitch, I'd never in my life received anything as incredible as this gift.
Thinking about how Amy had come to work for us not even two weeks ago, then I'd taken her to the range for the first time only five days ago, made my head spin. Things were moving fast. Okay, maybe not as fast as my previous encounters, considering one-night stands were usually my M.O. Two weeks wasn’t a lengthy period of time to go from talking to fucking, but hey, I was the go-with-the-flow kind of guy.
I'd take it.
Watching Amy suck Rhys’s cock was the only thing keeping me from picking her up and setting her on my dick. I was desperate to feel the heat of her pussy wrapped around me, but I knew it would be in bad taste to rush it.
We’d get there.
Eventually.
Hopefully, sooner rather than later.
“Your turn,” Amy whispered, her hand wrapped around the base of Rhys’s cock.
I leaned in, taking Rhys’s dick all the way to my throat. I did it for two reasons. One, I fucking wanted to. And two, I wanted to gauge Amy’s reaction. This was what she was signing up for. Although I had every intention of giving her plenty of attention, I intended to do the same with Rhys.
Amy’s hand cupped the back of my head, her breath warm against my cheek as she guided me up and down on Rhys’s cock.
“Fuck…” Rhys groaned. “Y’all are gonna kill me.”
I pulled back, allowing Amy a turn. We continued the trade-off until Rhys put a stop to it, mumbling something about death and taxes and coming before he was ready.
While Rhys tried to get himself under control, I turned my focus on the sexy naked woman kneeling beside me.
Wrapping one arm around her back, I pressed my lips to hers, then lifted her off the floor and deposited her on the bed, never breaking the kiss.
Her hands cupped both sides of my face, her breasts crushed to my chest, the heat between her thighs pressed against my leg. While I devoured her, I allowed her to ride my thigh. Her moans intensified and I was forced to break the kiss, anxious to watch as she made herself come.
“Wolfe…” Her eyes closed, her body undulating, hips grinding as my thigh provided friction against her clit.
“That’s it, darlin’. Rub your pussy on my leg.”
“I’m…” Her nails dug into my biceps.
“Come for me,” I demanded softly. “Then I’m gonna watch Rhys eat that sweet pussy till you’re screamin’ for him to let you come again.”
Amy cried out, her hips stilling, chest heaving. I would never tire of watching her come apart. She was so fucking hot, so sensitive, so uninhibited. I loved that she could trust us enough to let herself go like that.
Reluctantly, I rolled off her, sliding my hand beneath her knee and spreading her legs. Rhys was right there, leaning down, his tongue diving to that sweet spot between her thighs.
Her soft moan seemed to go on forever, her hand digging into the comforter as her back bowed slightly.
“I like that,” she whispered hoarsely. “So much.”
Her eyes were on my face.
“One of these days,” I said, inching closer to her, cupping her breast and rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, “you’re gonna call me.”
One dark eyebrow lifted and she moaned again.
“You and Rhys are gonna be somewhere—maybe his house or yours, perhaps in his truck, it won’t matter… Wherever you are, he’s gonna be eatin’ your pussy just like he is now. And you’re gonna tell me in explicit detail exactly what he’s doin’ to you.”
“Oh, yeah?” she rasped, her eyes rolling back in her head.
“Definitely. And while you’re tellin’ me how his tongue is flickin’ your clit, how he’s makin’ you beg for him to fuck you, I’m gonna stroke my cock.”
“Rhys…” Amy’s back bowed, her hand reaching for his hair. “That … oh, my God … feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” Amy took a deep shuddering breath, let it out. “Why wouldn’t you be with us?”
“Because it makes me hard just thinkin’ about the two of you together without me.”
Amy released a long, slow moan, her eyes closing. “I’m so close…”
“Make our girl come, Rhys,” I instructed, never looking away from Amy’s face.
Amy’s breath came fast, her hand sliding behind my head, her short nails digging into my neck. I was pretty sure this was my new favorite pastime, watching the sexiest woman alive when she came.
Seconds later, she did just that.
“That was … amazing,” she whispered, her arms and legs relaxing.
Rhys chuckled as he crawled up onto the bed with us.
“We’re not finished with you yet, darlin’,” I told her.
Amy cocked her head as though thinking. I waited to see what was on her mind.
“You said I would call you while Rhys is … you know.”
A smirk curved my mouth. She was so damn cute.
“Yeah,” I confirmed.
“What about you and Rhys? Will one of you call me?”
“When?” I wanted to hear her say it. “When would you want one of us to call you?”
Amy’s gaze shifted to Rhys. “When you’re together.”
“What would we be doin’?” Rhys inquired.
I leaned down and brushed my lips against her ear. “Tell us. What would we be doin’ to each other when we called you?”
Amy sucked in a breath but didn’t speak.
“Would Rhys call you while I’m suckin’ his dick?”
Amy moaned, her eyes closing. I continued to fondle her tit.
“Or would I call you while my dick’s slidin’ in and out of his hot fucking mouth?”
“Yes…” She opened her eyes. “And touching each other.”
“How?” I wanted her to elaborate. Sure, I might come without ever having the pleasure of being inside her body, but holy shit, it might just be worth it.
Something passed through her eyes, and I was almost positive she was imagining the two of us together, on the phone with her.
When she didn’t say anything more, I knew I couldn’t wait much longer. I ached, my dick throbbing.
“Think about it, darlin’,” I told her. “And when you’re ready, you can tell us. In the meantime…”
I rolled onto my back, bringing her with me, my hand cradling the back of her head as I held her pressed to my body. She straddled my hips, her hands resting beside my head.
Keeping my voice low, soft, I decided to tell her exactly what I wanted.
Amy
“I want to feel your pussy milkin’ my cock.”
Wolfe Caine had a dirty, filthy mouth.
And—something I had just learned about myself—I freaking loved it. The dark cadence of his voice, his rough, dirty words … they made me want things I'd never dreamed of wanting.
And I wanted them now.
“Come on, darlin’. Ride me.”
A tremor raced through me, lighting up my insides.
Feeling slightly self-conscious, I pressed my mouth to Wolfe’s, needing a distraction. While I was exploring his mouth with my tongue, I felt hands near my butt. I turned my head, trying to see what was going on.
“Condom,” Rhys informed me.
Oh, my God.
Rhys was putting a condom on Wolfe, and it was … hot. Like, seriously hot.
When Wolfe gasped, I peered down at him. His eyes were closed, his teeth clamped together.
Apparently he liked it.
“Put my cock inside you,” he ground out, still not opening his eyes.
I shifted and with Rhys’s help, I eased down on Wolfe’s cock.
Lordy. He was … huge.
When I first glimpsed his package, my mouth fell open. I'd never seen anything so big, so … intimidating. The thought of taking him in my body… Would he even fit?
I was about to find out.
My muscles tightened as he inched inside me. He was stretching my painfully tight.
“Too much,” I whispered, slightly embarrassed that I couldn’t do as he wanted.
“Relax, darlin’.” His eyes were open and focused on my face.
“It won’t fit,” I conceded.
“It’ll fit, I promise,” he said, that sexy smirk making me wetter than I already was.
When he pulled me down against him, my breasts flattened to his chest, I relaxed into his kiss, loving how warm his hands were as they slid over my back.
When he gripped my butt and started rocking me forward and back, easing deeper and deeper inside me, pleasure unlike anything I'd ever known infused me. From my head to my toes, my skin tingled, my core tightening as he pushed inside, sliding over nerve endings I didn’t even realize I had.
“You okay?” he whispered.
“So okay,” I said, pressing down on him.
“You’re in control, baby.”
I liked the idea of being in control, even if it was slightly off-putting. I knew Wolfe was being gentle with me. I'd learned that was how he was. No matter what I wanted, he was going to take care of me. In fact, I figured if I wanted more, I would have to tell him.
One day I might be able to do that. Until then, I wanted them to guide me, to show me what to do, because I had no experience with this.
Suddenly Rhys was next to us, kneeling beside Wolfe’s head, his cock in his hand.
“Suck me,” he instructed Wolfe.
Wolfe’s head turned, his tongue darting out and licking the swollen crest.
I couldn’t help but sit up, rocking my hips to keep the friction going, my hands planted flat on Wolfe’s chest. When Wolfe took Rhys in his mouth, I shuddered, a violent tremor racking my entire body. These two men together… It blew my mind how much I liked watching them.
Rhys wasn’t gentle with Wolfe, driving his cock into Wolfe’s mouth, pretty much fucking his face. I didn’t realize I was rocking faster on Wolfe, the friction of him inside me doing amazing things.
“I’m gonna come from watchin’ you ride him,” Rhys said.
I nodded, although I wasn’t sure why I was. I wanted to watch Rhys come.
His hips began pumping faster as he fucked Wolfe’s mouth. His chest heaved, his grunts and groans echoing in the room. God, I was going to be the one coming from watching them.
“Fuck, yes,” Rhys hissed, his hips stopping suddenly, his cock jerking as he came.
I paused, transfixed by the erotic sight.
The next thing I knew, I was on my back, Wolfe hovering over me. He kissed me and I tasted Rhys on his tongue. It was slightly surreal and intensely sensual. Not something I'd ever imagined I'd experience.