Authors: Avril Ashton
They went to the movies after leaving Reno’s parents’
house, a week after that night he’d shown up at her door. In the darkened movie
theatre, they kissed and held hands, sharing snacks and acting like teenagers.
Indy was happy, happier than she’d ever been. She wished she could freeze time.
She and Reno weren’t perfect, but damned if she was
going to throw in the towel and give up. She wanted a future with the man she
loved by her side, and she would do anything in her power to make it happen.
Maybe she’d learned her lesson the year Reno had been away. Now she knew what
lonely felt like, what alone felt like when the one you wanted was nowhere
around. Happiness was fleeting. She’d learned that a long while ago.
The fear that used to cripple her when she thought
of loving and losing someone wasn’t all gone, but it was less and less with
each passing day. For the longest time she’d been so afraid of losing love,
she’d pushed it away, making herself and Reno miserable in the process, but no
more.
A month later, Reno moved in to her place. They were
as public as anyone in a relationship could be. Business was moving for Indy as
well. The housing market was picking up, slowly but surely, and though she
hadn’t been worried before, she was very happy about that.
She
and Reno double-dated a lot with Arden and Cam.
The first time they’d
seen each other after that voyeur episode, Cam had blushed furiously, all while
looking like the tattooed bad boy he was.
Such
contradictions.
She loved that. What she loved more than anything
was having Reno next to her when she opened her eyes in the mornings. Nothing
beat that. He was all she hoped he would be in a lover and a partner, and every
now and again, Indy bemoaned the time she’d lost with him. Time they could have
spent loving each other.
They took that time now. She shared more of her childhood
with him, and he listened when she talked and held her when she cried. Reno
squeezed her shoulders and rubbed her back when she grew angry at the parents
who’d abandoned Indy and her sister in favor of drugs and God only knew what
else.
She spoke about the group homes she’d grown up in.
She shared it all, and Reno listened without judgment. She’d been so afraid of
sharing herself with him, and he was perfect for her.
A
shoulder to lean on, to cry on.
He was there to touch her just right, to
bring her body alive. Their sex life was lively and colorful. Nothing was off
limits. They got to indulge in their fantasies, like Reno’s to have sex in
public. They’d almost gotten caught while he had her on her back, her legs
around his waist on the hood of his car in the parking lot of Kelly’s.
In fact, she was pretty sure a few patrons had
indeed taken notice of them, but they were too into each other to notice or
care. She loved that.
She loved him.
****
After another double-date with Arden and Cam, the
two couples made it back to Indy’s place where they sat outside on her balcony,
drinking wine and laughing. Reno looked over at Indy, at the way the moonlight
hit her smooth cocoa skin, her wild hair a dark halo around her head, the jeans
she’d paired with a simple top tight enough to cut off circulation.
He’d seen a definite change in her, an opening up,
and loved it. He loved that the moment she’d committed to trying, she’d gone
all out. It helped that no one cared one way or the other.
It wasn’t a big deal, hadn’t ever been, except in
Indy’s own mind. Now she saw that it wasn’t, and she embraced it. They’d moved
in together, but hadn’t exchanged words of love. Not that he needed it. He knew
he wouldn’t be with Indy if she didn’t love him. Just his presence in her life
proved her love, and he was okay with that, but he wished to hear it, even if
it was only once.
Indy laughed at something Arden said, her head
tipped back, graceful neck exposed. He smiled. Reaching over, he slid a hand
down her arm, to feel the silk of her skin and to stay connected to her, any
way he could. She looked over at him, a flirty smile teasing her lips, eyes
soft. He’d never seen her like that before, relaxed and happy and content.
He wanted to make sure she was always in that frame
of mind.
He watched as Cam sat in one of the chairs, and then
Arden plopped down in his lap. Cam wrapped an arm around her waist, wide palm splayed
over her middle. Reno moved closer to Indy, until their arms brushed, and when
she leaned in close and tucked her chin into the side of his neck, he couldn’t
help the shiver.
Paradise.
He’d
found it in Indy’s arms.
He listened with half an ear as Cam talked about his
garage and Arden spoke about expanding her party planning business. He moved
Indy until she stood in front of him, and then he pulled her back onto his
chest, letting his erection poke her ass. She made a sound and wiggled. He
clamped down on her hips to keep her still. He didn’t want Arden and Cam
witnessing his inability to keep himself in check. But when he looked over,
Arden was grinning at them with her eyelids lowered, her head thrown back
against Cam’s chest.
He’d forgotten those two, like Indy, liked an
audience every now and again. Reno hadn’t ventured too close to that yet. The nearest
he’d come had been the sex the other night in Kelly’s parking lot. He’d felt
eyes on him, but he’d been too lost in Indy’s body to care. Now, he watched
Cam’s hand disappear under Arden’s mini-dress and wondered if he could get his
head wrapped around the idea. His cock sure was.
Indy rubbed against him, harder. Reno groaned out a
curse.
“Fuck, behave.”
She laughed. “Restraint isn’t welcome, not here and
not tonight.” She nodded over to where Cam and Arden were attempting to swallow
each other’s face, Cam’s fingers plucking Arden’s nipple. “Our friends don’t
seem to care.”
Reno squinted at her. His body was damn sure on
board, but he needed to make sure Indy was okay with where things were
obviously headed. “Are you sure about this?” He shook his head. “Matter of
fact, what is happening?”
Indy turned in his arms.
“Chill.”
She pressed a kiss to his neck. “This isn’t an orgy, nor is it a free-for-all. We’re
definitely not sharing.”
Thank
God
.
Reno exhaled. “Then explain.”
Sliding a hand down his chest, Indy grabbed his
cock, straining hard against his zipper, and squeezed him.
“
Ungh
.
Damn.” He bucked into her touch.
“This is for you.” She waved at Cam and Arden
without looking at them. “This is something you haven’t tried yet, but I can
tell you want to.” She squeezed him again then eased up, stroking him before
scraping her nail down his length.
Reno threw his head back with a groan. “So this is,
what, all for me?”
“This is for all of us.” Indy kissed his neck again
while unzipping him. “We know we can trust those two, and they feel the same.
What goes on here stays among the four of us.” She pushed his jeans down his
legs, holding Reno’s gaze. “Now, I’m going to drop to my knees and suck your
cock while they watch.” She winked. “And you’re going to love it.”
Fuck, Reno was already coming, just from the images
she’d created.
“Yeah.”
True to her word, Indy dropped to her knees, taking
his cock in her mouth with a dip of her head. Reno cried out.
“Ah!” Under the wet suction of her mouth, his knees
buckled, and he grabbed a handful of her hair to keep his balance. Indy
grunted. He fucked himself into her mouth, jerking his hips. She liked it like
that, liked when he used her rough, so he did, pulling out and slamming into
her with loud grunts.
A sound cut his concentration, and he looked over.
Arden had straddled Cam. The straps of her dress were off, the dress pushed
down to under her naked tits that she
cupped,
back
arching as she fed them to Cam.
Reno’s movements faltered. Shit, he couldn’t deny it
was hot, watching Arden and Cam. They were at ease, Cam palming Arden’s ass,
forcing her to hump him as he flicked his tongue over both nipples at the same
time.
Indy’s hand on his dick brought his attention back
to her. She looked up at him with a smug smile as she jerked him off while
sucking him. Reno cupped the back of her head and slowed his movements. He
pulled out, all the way with a wet plop, a line of saliva clinging from Indy’s
bottom lip to his cock head. Her lips were swollen already, her eyes bright.
“Touch
yourself
,” he
commanded her.
She reached under the tight skirt she wore and
shuddered.
“Finger-fuck your wet cunt.”
He
didn’t wait to see if she complied. He yanked her forward and pushed his way
into her mouth, slowly, until he was all in. She gagged, throat constricting around
him. “
Hm
, God.” He back away then slammed in, over
and over. She sat back, fingers working between her thighs, and didn’t move.
Her mouth was a wide “O” that he used
hard,
until he
couldn’t make another thrust else he’d be pouring his cum down her throat.
“Get up.”
Indy staggered to her feet, and he grabbed her
wrist, brought her hand to his mouth and sucked on the fingers she’d had inside
her. She whimpered. Using one hand, Reno tugged down her skirt, and she stepped
out of it. On the chair in the corner, Arden was buck-naked. Cam’s jeans were
pooled around his ankles, and his woman was riding his cock, with her back to
Cam’s chest. Cam’s eyes were closed as he rubbed Arden’s clit, but Arden’s gaze
was on Reno and Indy. When she noticed him staring, Arden winked.
Reno smiled. He positioned Indy until she was bent
over the railing of her balcony and moved in place behind her. He pulled her
wet underwear to the side and took his cock in hand, sliding the slick shaft up
and down her ass crack.
“Oh God.”
She
rolled her hips. “Shit, fuck me.”
He left his dick there, in between her cheeks then
thrust, up and down. The friction was sweet, too sweet. His toes were already
curling, and he wasn’t even inside Indy yet. He kissed her nape,
then
remembered his good senses long enough to pull a condom
out of his wallet. He gloved up in record time and slammed into Indy’s slick
cunt.
She screamed, loud enough to wake the neighbors. He
reared back and did it again, loving the way she shuddered.
“Yes! Oh fuck, yes!”
Her body clutched him tight, held him warm and snug.
He was torn between freezing all movements and just experiencing that tightness,
and pounding into her. Indy made the decision for him by sliding up and down
his cock. Reno sank his nails into her right hip, grabbed a fist of her hair
with the other, and proceeded to fuck her down.
The sounds Indy made blended with Arden’s cries behind
him. He didn’t have enough strength to look over his shoulder at the other
couple, but his mind filled the holes and he got harder. Indy moaned and held
on to the railing, ass in the air, spread wider for his cock. Reno drove in and
out, each movement taking him closer and closer to the orgasm he’d been
fighting off for what felt like forever. His balls ached. His cock ached. He
didn’t want it to end, but damn if he didn’t need to come.
Tension burned his nape and spiraled down his spine.
His grunts grew louder and louder, until he was shouting. “Come for me,” he
ordered Indy.
“Now!”
He pinched her clit, and she did,
moisture flooding his dick, her pussy walls clamping down on him and milking.
Reno fragmented, orgasm blasting through him. “Fuck!” He used her hard while
riding out his climax, and when he stilled, her cunt was still at work,
squeezing the last drop of seed from his balls.
Reno held on to Indy, his front plastered to her
sweaty back. After a while, she pressed a palm to his quivering flank.
“You okay?” Indy asked.
Reno huffed. He couldn’t feel his face. “I think I’m
dead.”
Everyone chuckled.
****
“Did you enjoy yourself?” Indy asked.
They’d finished showering after waving goodbye to
Arden and Cam, and were preparing for bed.
Reno
nodded,
a smile on his
face. “I did.” He cupped her cheek, and she shivered. “Thank you.”
Warmth spread through her. The happiness in his
eyes, on his face, she’d been the one to put it there. She swiped a thumb over
his lips.
“My pleasure.
It
was my pleasure. I’d do anything for you.” She swallowed when his eyes grew
softer. “I love you, Reno, always have. Always will.”
“I know.” He grinned and hauled her into his arms.
“I know,” he whispered. “And I love you.”
They clung to each other. Indy inhaled the fresh
scent of soap on his skin then pulled away. Grabbing the hair brush on the bed,
she held it up to him. “Get to work.” Their ritual right before bed, he’d brush
her hair until all the tangles were gone. Sitting between his knees at those
times, she never felt more loved or cared for.