Chapter 14 No Audience
No Audience
The first thing I saw was Lucy's hand buried in Vina's hair.
They were against my cabin door, kissing like they'd spent two days finding reasons not to stop. Lucy pinned Vina with one hip and a palm at her waist. Vina held the back of Lucy's neck. Their mouths moved slowly, deeply. The kiss had weight.
I stopped on the gravel path with a bag of clean bar towels under one arm and eight hours of resort work ground into my shoulders.
Vina opened her eyes.
She saw me over Lucy's shoulder and smiled without taking her mouth away. Her lipstick had smeared beyond the line of her lower lip. A streak of it marked Lucy's mouth too, the same red shared between them.
My cock hardened so fast my work jeans became a problem.
Vina's hand left Lucy long enough to crook one finger at me.
"Smoke Show finally made it."
Lucy turned her head. Her lips were swollen. Her blue eyes traveled down my sweat-darkened work shirt, found the strain behind my zipper, then came back to my face with open satisfaction.
"Put the towels down, Nash."
I let the bag fall beside the steps.
She caught my shirt as soon as I reached them and hauled me into the heat they'd made.
My chest hit Lucy's. Vina's hip pressed along my thigh.
Lucy kissed me before I found my balance, her tongue carrying cherry gloss and the taste of Vina.
One of Vina's hands slid over my back while her mouth found the hinge of my jaw.
I groaned into Lucy's kiss.
"He missed us," Vina murmured against my neck.
"He should've worked faster."
"Twenty cabins don't clean themselves," I said.
Lucy caught my lower lip between her teeth. "Bad answer."
She kissed the complaint out of me while Vina bit lightly at my pulse. Lucy's thigh pressed between my legs, Vina's breast against my arm, both bodies moving enough to make my jeans hurt.
I reached for them. My palm covered Lucy's ass through her shorts.
My other hand found Vina's waist beneath the tied hem of her shirt but stopped on bare skin above her waistband.
Every inch of contact remained on the outside of their clothes.
That didn't make it tame. Lucy ground against my thigh while she kissed me.
Vina pressed her mouth to Lucy's over my shoulder, and their tongues met close enough for me to feel the change in both bodies.
The sight was better from three inches away than it had been from the path.
Lucy kept one hand in Vina's hair and pulled my face toward them. Her tongue touched Vina's, then mine. Vina sucked my lower lip while Lucy kissed the corner of hers. Breath, gloss, lips, heat. No clean boundary remained.
My hips shifted forward on instinct.
Vina felt how hard I was against her thigh. Her smile turned wicked, but she didn't announce it. She rubbed herself over the ridge once, slow enough to make me grip her waist harder.
"You two planned this," I said.
"We planned to wait here," Lucy said.
Vina kissed the mark she'd left on my neck. "This part developed organically."
"Very scientific."
"I brought a control group."
Lucy laughed against my mouth, then kissed Vina again.
Lucy tightened her fist in Vina's hair and took the kiss deeper. Vina moaned and rolled against my thigh. They had begun without me and would've kept going. That made the space they opened for me even hotter.
Lucy broke away breathing hard. Her gaze moved from Vina to me.
"Inside."
Vina took my right hand. Lucy claimed my left. They led me to the door with their fingers threaded through mine, then crowded close while I dug for the key.
"If you drop it," Vina whispered, "I'm climbing through a window."
"You're the reason I can't feel my hands."
She pressed another kiss under my jaw. "Good."
The lock turned. Lucy backed through the doorway and pulled us with her. Vina kept one palm on Lucy's waist as I kicked the door closed behind us.
The latch clicked.
Privacy changed Vina first.
Her smile remained, but the bright edge quieted. She looked thoroughly kissed and, for once, uncertain what came after.
Lucy noticed too. She stepped in until their bare knees touched below their shorts.
"What is it?"
Vina glanced toward the queen bed, then back. "I don't want an audience tonight."
"You don't have one."
"I know. I'm saying it before I turn it into a joke."
I moved close enough to rest my hand on her hip.
Vina covered it with hers. "Everybody wants the girl who owns the party. I want you two to want me when there's no room to win. When I run out of lines."
Lucy cupped Vina's cheek and brushed her thumb over the ruined edge of her lipstick.
"You packed my contingency tote."
Vina blinked. "That's your response?"
"You remembered my snacks, the nausea medicine I never admit I need, and the charger I'd forget." Lucy's fingers slipped gently into Vina's hair. "I came for the woman who notices when no one's applauding her."
Vina's mouth parted.
I kissed her before she could hide behind it.
Her arms locked around my neck and she opened for me. I tasted cherry and Lucy while my hand tightened on her hip. I kissed her until doubt became hunger, then kept my forehead against hers.
"I've had you after the room emptied," I said. "I wanted you then too."
Her eyes shone. "Careful, Smoke Show. That sounded dangerously sincere."
Lucy turned Vina's face and kissed the joke away.
Vina's shoulders lowered. Her fingers spread over Lucy's ribs while Lucy kissed her with the same patience she'd used at the pool, except there was no ceiling now.
I came up behind Lucy and kissed the sun-warm curve of her shoulder. She leaned back into me while keeping her mouth on Vina. My hands settled at her waist. Vina reached past her and dragged my shirt from my jeans.
"This needs to go," she said.
"Then take it."
Lucy pulled the damp shirt over my head while Vina worked my belt and jeans. Lucy kissed my bare chest. Vina smiled at the hard shape trapped by my boxer briefs.
"That looks painful."
"You're both enjoying my suffering too much."
"Not suffering," Lucy said, pressing her palm over me through the fabric. "Anticipation."
She felt the answering jump under her hand and smiled.
Vina stripped away Lucy's tank. A black sports bra held her breasts high and tight. Vina filled both hands through the fabric.
"Fuck, Ace."
Lucy laughed. "You knew I had breasts."
"Knowing and receiving confirmation are different things."
Vina squeezed again, thumbs finding Lucy's hard nipples through the bra. Lucy's laugh broke into a gasp.
I kissed Lucy's neck while Vina opened the clasp and slid the straps down. Lucy flushed beneath Vina's hungry stare.
Lucy untied Vina's shirt, revealing red lace, and cupped the weight of her breasts.
"You're wearing this under a tied work shirt?"
"I had plans."
"You had confidence."
"Same thing on a good night."
Lucy unhooked Vina's bra while I drew away the straps. Her full tits spilled into our hands, nipples tight. Lucy kissed one peak. I took the other into my mouth.
Vina's head touched the door behind her. Her fingers went into Lucy's hair and mine. A rough sound escaped her before she could make it pretty.
We didn't let her.
Lucy sucked while I rolled Vina's nipple beneath my tongue. Her hips searched between us for pressure, and no clever line arrived.
She tugged Lucy upright and kissed her hard. Lucy pushed down Vina's cutoffs. Vina stripped Lucy's shorts away and kissed her inner thigh as she rose. I stepped out of my jeans and boots while they finished each other's clothes without letting go.
Vina hooked her fingers into the sides of Lucy's black bikini bottoms. She paused there, eyes lifted.
Lucy nodded.
The fabric slid down. Lucy stood naked and sun-touched, her pussy wet enough to shine. Vina's breath caught.
"Beautiful," she said.
Lucy eased Vina's red panties over her hips. Tan lines framed her glistening pussy. Lucy kissed one hip, then pressed their naked bodies together.
"So are you."
Vina closed her eyes when their breasts met.
They turned toward me. I was still in my boxer briefs, my cock tenting the front, a dark spot of precum visible at the tip. Lucy took one side of the waistband. Vina took the other.
"Together?" Vina asked.
Lucy's eyes stayed on mine. "Together."
They pulled the briefs down. My cock sprang free between us.
Vina's lips curved. Lucy's gaze sharpened. They closed around me, breasts against my chest, hands on my waist and shoulders. Lucy kissed Vina over my heart while Vina reached for my mouth.
We backed toward the bed as one tangled body. I sat, and both women followed me down, still kissing with every layer gone.
Lucy knelt beside me and wrapped her hand around my cock. Her thumb collected the precum at the head and spread it down my shaft with one slow stroke. She watched my stomach tighten.
"You've been holding this since the path."
"You noticed."
"I notice everything."
Vina climbed behind Lucy and kissed the place where her neck met her shoulder. Her palms slid around Lucy's body to cup both breasts. Lucy leaned back into her, still stroking me, and Vina used her thumbs on Lucy's nipples until Lucy's grip tightened hard enough to make my hips lift.
"I notice things too," Vina said.
Lucy glanced over her shoulder. "Show me."
Vina kissed her slowly. Lucy controlled the pace with a hand in her hair. Vina answered through her hips, changing the rhythm each time Lucy paused. Lucy made her wait. Vina made waiting filthy.
I leaned in and took Lucy's nipple between my lips.
Her hand stopped halfway down my cock. Vina rolled the other nipple while I sucked harder. Lucy moaned and held Vina's mouth to hers.
"That's good," she whispered. "Keep that pressure."
Vina obeyed for three measured circles, then pinched.
Lucy jerked against us. "Brat."
"You liked it."
"I didn't say I didn't."
Lucy released my cock and reached behind her. Her fingers slipped between Vina's thighs. Vina's teasing smile vanished. Her knees spread wider on the bed as Lucy stroked through the wet folds of her pussy without looking away from me.
"She's soaked," Lucy said.