All In: Playing the Fool (Gambling With Love) (22 page)

Will

I stretched out in the lounge chair to dry off in the warm sun while downing another cold beer from our cooler. 

"Fuck, it's hot," Dylan said from his chair beside me.

"Then go jump in the pool to cool off," I told him.

"Nah, I've got a really nice view right here," he replied, making me groan at what he was referring to.

My sister and Lacy were both in the water, sunbathing side by side on their long floats, while Joe and Chad were playing water basketball in the deep end. Lacy's tiny red bikini didn't leave much to the imagination, and if I stopped concentrating on the backward succession of Presidents of the United States I was going to embarrass myself.                                          

"I don't know how much more I can take," Dylan said, sounding equally pained.

"Oh please, shut your damn mouth. You know, marrying my sister has really killed our friendship. It's always been based on discussing sports and nonsense about twenty-five percent of the time, and women and sex the other seventy-five percent. That means the shit we can now talk about with each other is extremely limited."

"I can still hear about your sex life, even if I'm your brother-in-law."

"We had a foursome last night," I told him quietly.

He did a quick body count of our friends in the pool and his jaw dropped. "No shit? And you're not pissed? Jealous?"

"Not really, no. And you were right, there really is such a thing as 'making love.'"

"Yeah, I had to feel it to believe it myself," he said. "I don't know how you do it though, you know, sharing her. I mean, I'd kill a man before I’d let him lay a finger on Jules. Like I want to choke that son of a bitch sitting across the pool from us, because he hasn't stopped eye-fucking her for the past twenty minutes."

"I'm sure he's just looking at Lacy, and I can't blame him because the woman is hotter than hell," I assured him.

"Newsflash, your sister is too."

The girls who had been talking to each other giggled over something. While we watched them, Lacy's float suddenly capsized, throwing her into the water with a big splash. She instantly surfaced, looking pissed as she spun around in a circle searching for the culprit. Of course it was Joe who finally came up out of the water a few feet away, laughing his ass off.

"You bastard!" she yelled, and started swimming for him. When she got within reach she jumped on his shoulders, dunking him down in the water. Chad eventually swam to Joe's rescue, picking Lacy up and then throwing her up in the air as far as he could before she landed with another huge splash in the deep end, making us all laugh.

"Oh
hell
no
," Dylan said, and then he was up out of his chair, flinging his sunglasses down and diving into the pool. He headed straight towards Jules and some guy that had swam up to the side of her float. The one that had been sitting across from us.

Dylan surfaced, towering over the man like a big, angry, dripping wet Loch Ness monster. I'll be damned, the dude had been checking out my sister, but he apparently got the message that she was married loud and clear, judging by the way he hauled ass, swimming away in the other direction.

"Urghhhh!" Lacy grumbled when she appeared beside my chair with her arms crossed over her chest. Her long blonde hair was soaking wet, running down her face along with her makeup. She looked as pissed as a drowned cat, and it made her that much sexier in her itty bitty red bikini.

I grabbed a towel and stood up in front of me, drying her face and brushing her hair back behind her ears. She looked up at me, blinking her long wet eyelashes that made her blue eyes even brighter.

"You're so damn beautiful, it's hard to catch my breath around you," I told her.

Her face softened, the anger fading away, replaced with a smile. "And it's hard to catch mine when you say things like that."

I wrapped the towel around her shoulders, drying her off. She reached out, grabbing the front of my swimming trunks and tugging me forward with one hand, cupping my jaw with the other to pull my mouth down to hers.

We kissed until it became inappropriate for public viewing. Pulling away I sat back down on the lounge chair, straddling it to make room for her to sit in front of me.

Lacy sat down with her back against my chest and I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"I didn't want to get my hair wet," she complained after a few minutes, and I smiled since she couldn’t see it. "Now it'll take forever to dry."

"I'm sorry. They're asses."

Speaking of inappropriate, Dylan now had Jules pressed against the pool wall, leaving no doubt for anyone that she was taken.

"Your sister and Dylan do know this is a family place, right?" Lacy asked, making me snort.

"Yuck. I'm surprised Dylan didn't throw her over his shoulder and beat his chest caveman style. Some guy started talking to Jules and he lost his shit."

"That's sweet."

"You think him getting all jealous and possessive is sweet, but you want multiple men to share you? Bit of a contradiction don't you think?"

"Just because it's not what I want now, doesn't mean it's not what I want someday."

Maybe there's hope for us after all
, I thought.

"You still pissed at us, Lace?" Joe asked when he and Chad came up and grabbed their towels from the chair beside us.

"Yes," she said tersely, without looking at him.

"You were looking so damn hot I thought you might need to cool down." 

"Have fun with your hands tonight, or each other’s," she said softly.

"Ah, Lacy, don't be like that," Joe and Chad laughed.

Dylan and Jules climbed out of the pool, and then quickly grabbed up their things.

"We've got to go," Dylan said, practically dragging Jules behind him toward the exit. "See you guys at your parents' tonight?" he asked.

Shit, I hadn't seen my parents in weeks, and probably should visit like a good son. "Lacy, you want to have dinner with us at my parents' house?"

She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. "Sure."

"Yeah, see you guys there," I called back to them, then they were gone.

"Guess, we better get going too," Joe said, then nodded to the right. "Those two are coming back to my place to 'watch movies' with us."

Lacy and I both automatically turned our heads to look. Damn. The girls looked about college age, in bikinis just as skimpy as Lacy's, and they were both hot as hell. One was tall and skinny with dark hair, and the other was petite with auburn hair. I bet I could guess which was Joe's pick based on her resemblance to a certain sassy prosecutor.         

"Have fun," I laughed.

"Planning on it, several times tonight," Joe said with a wink before then they started for the girls.

"Shit," Lacy said, making me think she was jealous. "I've got to go back to his house since that's where all my things are."

"Joe, wait," she called out, then stood up, turning to me. "Come pick me up in…say an hour, to give me time to wash my hair and get ready?"

"Yeah, that'll work." I really wished she was staying with me and getting ready at my place instead, though.

She kissed me, then she was heading out with the men and their dates. The expressions on the two women's faces when they saw Lacy approach with Joe and Chad was hilarious.

...

Lacy

"Hi, I'm Lacy, Joe's temporary roommate while I look for my own place," I told the women, who were giving me the evil eye. They didn't have to know I was also fucking Joe and Chad. "I've got to get back and get ready to go meet my boyfriend's parents for the first time."

That made them relax a smidge as we approached Joe's SUV in the parking lot. I headed for the passenger seat, forcing Chad to sit in the back with the two women. They were very pretty, and I could see why Joe and Chad would want to fuck them. Was I jealous? Maybe a little, since I didn't want them to stop fucking me.

"So are you nervous about meeting the parents?" Joe asked as he drove us to his place.

"A little."

"Don't worry, they'll love you." 

"Hope so. Either way, I don't think Will will mind. I'm pretty sure he'll keep fucking me even if they don't approve," I said, making Joe and Chad laugh. "Unlike my own freaking father."

It still pissed me off that my dad didn't approve. Not only frowned on it, but was actually willing to fire the man for dating me.

"You can talk to his parents about Jules and Dylan too, you know for your article. Dylan's been in their family for like fourteen years, way before they got married."

"Ohh that's a good idea. Thanks, Joe."

"Lacy just graduated with a degree in journalism from Kinston," Joe told Chad and the women. "She's writing an article about Dylan Daughtry, heir to the brewing empire, and his wife, who is her boyfriend's sister. Dylan's family just built Safe Haven, the new center for teenage runaways for her."

"Was that them at the pool?" one of the girls asked.

"Yeah, the tall guy, and dark haired girl."

"Wow he's hot…and really rich too?" she said.

"So you said you two are attorneys," the girl asked, and I could almost hear the dollar signs in her voice, making my eyes roll.

"Yeah, I work in family law and Joe specializes in criminal defense," Chad told her.

Thank God we finally got back to his house. I headed straight for the guest bedroom to shower and get ready. I dried my hair, leaving it down, and put on a white, flowing, knee length skirt with embroidered flowers and a pink tank top to match, deciding on white high heels. I didn't want to dress up, but I didn't want to wear jeans either for a first impression.

I wandered through the house and found Joe mixing drinks in the kitchen in nothing but relaxed fit jeans riding low on his sculpted hips. He whistled when he looked up and saw me, and I felt the same about seeing him. These girls would be putty in his very capable hands.

"Nice," he said.

"Too much? Okay for meeting parents?"

"Yeah, you look great," he said, eyeing my legs then moving up to my breasts. His eyes darkened with arousal while I stood there. "How much time have you got?"

I looked at the clock on the stove. "Fifteen minutes, maybe. Why?"

He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, grinding his hips into mine so I could feel his hard cock.

"Oh," I said in understanding. "But what about your
guests
?" I asked, my heart racing.

Joe spun me around until I was facing the kitchen counter and he was standing behind me. His hands went up my skirt, finding my panties and jerking them down to my ankles.

"Spread your legs," he said, his lips against my ear. I did as he asked, bracing my hands on the counter. With one hand cupping my breast through my top, his other hand went between my legs, fingers penetrating me from behind until he could tell I was more than ready.

I heard his zipper go down and then his cock was pushing into me. While thrusting hard and fast, Joe's hand came around and found my clit, getting me off in record time.

"
Jesus
," Chad said behind us. "Now I know what was taking so long. I'll try and stall," he said. But instead of leaving he went down to the floor between me and the counter. I cried out when his tongue snaked out and flicked frantically over and over on my magical spot before Joe's hand slapped over my mouth. These two were going to be the death of me. Wiped out, I don't know when things ended, but I finally regained my senses slumped against the countertop.

Chad was back on his feet, grabbing a couple of drink glasses and walking off with a smile.

Joe's breath was still heavy against my ear, his cock still pulsing inside me. He finally pulled out and then slapped my ass.

"Okay, now you can go meet his parents."

"Thanks, so glad I've got your permission," I teased.

I heard his pants zip then he pulled my panties back up.

"Have fun with your guests," I told him.

"I’m already regretting bringing them back here. Maybe fucking one or both will change my mind…but nah, probably not."

"You better use condoms!" I warned.

"Don't worry baby, you know you're the only one I go bareback with," he said with a cocky, satisfied grin.

When the doorbell rang I ran to the bathroom to freshen up while Joe answered the door. Finally ready to go, I found Will in the living room, talking with Joe, Chad and their new 'friends’." 

"Hey," I said to Will.

"Hey, gorgeous," he replied with a smile, checking out my outfit.

"Have her back by eleven, and no funny business mister," Joe joked when we headed to the door.

"Yes,
dad
," I yelled back.

"You look really nice," Will said as he held his passenger door for me.