Authors: Sarina Wilde
Wyatt did what she suggested, his blue eyes going wide.
“Just do that every night when you go to bed, and he’ll know
it’s time to go to work.”
Wyatt’s little chest puffed. “I not scared now. Teddy help
me.”
“That’s right. Now can you help me get your things together?”
Greer cast a glance at Chas. “Is she waiting on us?”
He nodded. “That’s why I came up here. Why don’t I give you
a hand?”
While Greer packed Wyatt’s clothes, Chas helped him gather
toys. The teddy bear stayed out where Wyatt could carry it. Chas carried the
bags since Wyatt had latched onto Greer’s hand with a grip a lot stronger than
she’d thought possible. Her heart squeezed for Liam’s son.
Julie Carle waited in the kitchen near the back door, her
foot tapping as she glanced at her watch. “Good heavens! If it takes you this
long to pack a few clothes, no wonder this house is such a mess.”
“That’s enough, Julie,” Liam growled. The dark scowl on his
face lifted as he squatted next to his son. “I’ll pick you up next Friday,
baby.”
Wyatt nodded, his chin wobbling a little. “I’na stay, Daddy,”
he whispered.
Greer bit her lip. Liam’s expression looked stricken, his
throat working as he tried to smile. “It’s just a few days. You be good for
Mommy, okay?”
He nodded. Liam picked him up to carry him out to the car,
but Wyatt reached for Greer.
“Hug,” he said.
She smiled at him, taking his sturdy body from Liam so she
could hold him tight and whisper in his ear, “Don’t forget. Squeeze Teddy’s
foot every night.”
He nodded and gave her a toad strangling hug around her neck
before holding out his arms for Liam. Greer stayed in the kitchen as Chas and
Liam went out to Julie’s car. While she watched them get Wyatt and his
belongings squared away, Greer frowned. Something just wasn’t right there.
Liam listened to Chas’ story of the teddy bear with the
superpower implant and felt a warmth in his chest he’d thought Julie had once
again managed to eradicate with her harping, first on him and Chas and now
Greer. He’d listened to his ex-wife’s bitching for as long as he could before
he’d finally told her to shut up.
That’s when she’d opened fire with the possibility she would
be getting engaged and remarried soon. They would be moving to Lexington.
Certainly not the end of the world, but it would make visitation more
difficult. He was adjusting to that idea when she let slip she was considering
asking for a change in custody arrangements to further restrict his access to
Wyatt.
“On what grounds?” Liam had snapped, goaded beyond
politeness.
“Your current living arrangement. You and your lover aren’t
setting a good example for a little boy.”
“Christ, now I’ve heard everything! You’re not exactly the
poster child for motherly virtues. Wyatt had nightmares the first three nights
he was here. Greer’s managed to calm him to the point they’ve stopped, but I’m
sure that won’t last once you take him home.”
“He doesn’t need to be babied.”
“He is a baby, Julie, not a convenience you can simply trot
out when it suits you. He needs time and attention, and I seriously doubt he
gets either from you.”
They’d argued all the way back to the house. Liam had been
somewhat relieved to find Wyatt and Greer weren’t yet downstairs. His son
certainly didn’t need to see or hear the animosity.
Now, hearing how Greer had handled Wyatt’s fears, Liam
rubbed the back of his neck and stared out over fields shimmering in the summer
heat. “I’ve got to find some way of getting him away from Julie, Chas. She’s
planning on getting engaged to a guy in Lexington and making noises about
limiting my access.”
“Marry Greer and sue for full custody.”
Liam started to laugh when he realized from Chas’ expression
he was serious.
“What about you?”
“What about me? This is an excellent solution. We’re already
living together, we want it to stay that way, and we love each other. You
remarrying would end the rumors about the two of us. It would put you in a
power position to ask for full custody…”
“What about the complaint against you?”
Chas sliced a hand through the air. “That’s not going away
no matter what.”
Liam stared at him, loving the way the sun glinted off his
blond curls. “You’re part of this, Chas. It’s the three of us, and that’s only
if Greer agrees. If she doesn’t, you know the two of us are still solid, right?”
Chas nodded. “I love you, Liam. I love Greer. She loves us.
I didn’t expect those feelings to develop so quickly, but they did. We have to
make this work. Right now, you’re the one with the property and the son.
Marriage to you makes sense.”
“And what about you? You’ve fucked her all week without any
protection. What if you get her pregnant?”
“Let’s cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now, we
need to think about Wyatt.”
Liam mulled the idea over. They had already agreed they wanted
their threesome to be permanent. Certainly marriage would have come up at some
point.
“She needs to know we love her, that we want her for her,
not just because it’s convenient.”
Chas laid a hand on Liam’s chest. “That’s a given, but
you’re right. We need to make sure she knows.”
“When do you want to propose?”
Chas grinned. “Tomorrow night? Let’s leave our plans for
this evening in place.”
Liam’s cock stirred as he thought of both of them fucking
her at the same time. Did she still have the butt plug in he’d inserted at
lunch time? When he heard Chas chuckle, Liam looked down to see his cock was a
solid, very visible ridge inside his worn jeans.
“If you want to step into the barn for a minute, I can take
care of that for you.”
“Christ, yeah.”
They strolled to the barn, ducking inside the tack room. As
soon as the door was shut, Chas pushed Liam against it and locked lips with
him. Neither one of them had shaved, so their beards rasped together as their
mouths opened for each other. Liam’s hands slammed on either side of Chas’ ass,
pressing him against his straining cock.
He pushed Chas away from their kiss, hands going to his own
belt buckle. “Suck me, Chas. I’ve been thinking all day about both of us doing
Greer, but right now, let me feel that sweet tongue of yours.”
Chas grinned as he dropped to his knees in front of him and
yanked his jeans to his ankles. “I love it when you go commando, Liam.”
“Put it in your mouth.”
Liam’s head slammed back against the door when Chas grasped
his cock and buried it down his throat until his lips were on Liam’s sac. He
had no idea how Chas did that, but the sensation of being swallowed was nearly
enough to make him come. He stroked his fingers through Chas’ hair while he
pumped his hips in a slow, lazy motion.
“I love your mouth on me, Chas, but I really want your ass.
Bend over the saddle tree and let me fuck you.”
While Chas undressed, Liam finished kicking away his pants
and pulling his shirt off. His cock bobbed stiff and straight as he crossed the
dimly lit room. Chas had bent over, his arms across the saddle. The first guy
Liam had fucked had been right in this room, two inexperienced teenagers more
curious than anything else. He’d nearly forgotten all about it until he
experienced it again in a threesome.
Now it was Chas and what a sight that was, long, tan legs, a
muscular ass. As he approached, he kissed the length of his spine, parted his
cheeks with his hands so he could lick his hole. Once Chas was moaning and
squirming, Liam reached around and caught the silky length of Chas’ engorged
cock.
“Want me to jerk you off while I fuck you?”
“Yeah.”
Liam pressed his dick between Chas’ cheeks, seeking
entrance. Once he was seated in that incredibly tight channel, both men were
panting. Slowly, achingly slowly, Liam drew out almost to the tip then plunged
forward again. As he repeated the action again and again, Chas grunted.
Liam smiled, reaching around so he could take Chas’
twitching cock in his fist and begin to pump it again. As they thrust against
each other, the only sounds in the room were the creak of leather and their
labored breathing.
Knowing it would get him off quickly, Liam squeezed and
stroked the head of Chas’ prick just behind where it flared above his shaft.
“Damn, Liam. You trying to make me come?”
“Yes.” Liam laughed.
“Keep doing exactly that, bitch.”
Liam thrust hard, nearly knocking Chas off his feet. “You’re
calling me bitch? Aren’t you the one with a dick up your ass?”
Chas laughed. “Yeah, and it feels great. You should try it
more often.”
“Maybe I will.” With that, Chas swelled in his hand and
cried out as his cum shot in short bursts onto the rough, wooden floor. The
feel of Chas’ seed all over his hand was all it took for Liam. With his other
hand braced on Chas’ hip, he pumped hard and fast, his whole body tightening as
he came.
The two men leaned side by side against the wall, breath
panting and chests heaving.
“Damn, that was good.”
Liam glanced sideways at Chas. “Yeah. I needed that. Just
the thing to take off the tension Julie always creates. Thanks, baby.”
She’d seen them turn away from the house and walk to the
barn. She grinned, having some idea why they were headed that way. Was that
wrong? To not be jealous? But she wasn’t. It felt like a normal rhythm of life.
She had things to do right now, like getting dinner ready. She also needed a
little bit of time to herself. With Wyatt gone, she felt a bit lost. He’d kept
her busy all week, but she’d enjoyed his company. Having the house to
themselves for a few days might be a good thing, though.
She knew Liam was stressed over what was going on with
Wyatt. Chas was worried about the complaint filed against him at the hospital.
She sighed. Life had a way of throwing roadblocks up, and that worried her.
Things were going smoothly for her—for a change—and she found herself waiting
for some cataclysmic event to occur.
Her life seemed marked by such occurrences.
She’d finished setting the table, laid the food out and had
just put the salmon steaks on the table when Chas and Liam came in. Greer arched
a brow at them, and they both grinned a little sheepishly.
“Have fun?” she inquired wickedly.
Liam grinned. “Practicing, just practicing.”
Greer’s nipples tightened, and a spear of lust stabbed her
pussy, reminding her she still had the plug in her ass.
“So am I,” she murmured.
Chas looked from one to the other. “Something I should know?”
“I gave Greer something earlier to help her…loosen up a bit.”
Chas laughed. “I insist on being the one to remove it later.
After all, I am the doctor.”
It seemed by mutual agreement, they avoided the topic of
Julie, avoided the topic of Chas and his trouble as well. Instead, their
discussion over dinner focused on how Greer’s attempts at sculpting were
going—good—and whether Liam had gotten her to agree to pose for him—not yet.
As she rose to clear the table, both men stopped her. “We’ll
do it.”
“But this is what you hired me to do,” she protested.
“You live with us. We can help.” Chas patted her ass. “Why
don’t you get a tray to take upstairs—some fruit, cheese, crackers, wine—then
get comfortable, but leave that butt plug in until I get a chance to remove it.”
“Yes sir.”
Liam and Chas teased and slapped at each other with towels
as they worked to clear away the remains of dinner and get the dishes done. As
soon as Greer had what she needed on a tray, she lifted it and climbed the back
stairs to the second floor. The table near the loveseat at the foot of the bed
looked like a good place to set it. She stripped off her clothes, and used the
connecting door into Chas’ room. She’d already moved most of her clothing to
his closet, just as Chas had moved his into Liam’s room.
As she stared at the contents of her lingerie drawer, she
sighed. It looked like she was still in high school—boy shorts, and not even
the lacy kind—there wasn’t a frou-frou piece in sight. A trip to the mall for
something sexy was definitely on tap. She finally settled on a pair of pink boy
shorts and a matching camisole. Pink had worked well before. As she pulled it
on over her head, her mouth quirked. Well the cami at least had a little bit of
lace.
“Do we get to take that off you now?” Chas asked from the
doorway.
Greer spun and laughed when she saw him leaned against the
jamb leering at her.
“With your teeth.”
He stalked toward her like a sleek jungle cat going after
its prey. “That can be arranged.”
Liam stepped behind him, hands circling Chas’ bare stomach. “Shower
with me, then we’re going to have dessert.” His eyes traveled slowly over Greer’s
body. “Mmm, cotton candy. My favorite.”
Greer giggled. As she started toward them, Liam pulled Chas
back and herded him toward the bathroom. He glanced back over his shoulder.
“You can join us if you like.”
Greer did like. While Liam adjusted the spray in the large
multiple-headed shower stall, Chas unbuckled his jeans and slowly lowered the
zipper, watching her the whole time. Greer’s heart beat heavily as he ran his
hands over his tight stomach and inside his pants before pushing them down his
thighs. Her nipples tightened under the thin covering of her camisole, and Chas
smiled.
“So sexy, seeing your nipples harden while you watch me. You
like what I’m doing?”
She nodded. As he kicked his pants away, he palmed his
erection and rubbed it against his belly. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip.
Liam turned from the water, and seeing what was going on, slid in behind Chas
and started running his hands over his body, pinching his nipple with one hand
while the other angled across his stomach and across the head of his cock.
Liam looked at Greer and smiled before he told Chas, “Take
her clothes off. Use your mouth and your hands.” He pinned her with his sharp
gaze. “Don’t help him. Just stand there.”
It was all Greer could do to keep from touching Chas. He
started with the straps on her cami, taking them down one by one with his
teeth, sliding them off her shoulders until they sagged along her arms. His
head bent to the front of the stretchy material, teeth once more latching on so
he could tug it off one small breast then the other. As he bared her nipples,
he paused to suck them into his mouth, laving the pebbled peaks with his
tongue.
Greer’s head fell back and she moaned. From beneath
half-closed eyes, she watched Liam’s intent expression, his hands going to his
jeans and stripping them off. When his cock sprang free, Greer licked her lips.
Chas was at her navel, tongue dipping in as his hands pulled
her shirt over her hips until it dropped to the ground. He was kneeling in
front of her by now, and Liam had come to her side, while Chas licked her pussy
through the material of her panties, Liam turned her face to his, bending to
kiss her deeply.
Chas slid her panties free. His fingers tunneled along her
dripping pussy, and Liam twitched, then groaned. Greer’s gaze fell on the most
beautiful sight. Chas was busy fingering her while he licked along the length
of Liam’s cock.
“Fuck. Me.” Liam grabbed his hair and pulled him away. “Get
in the shower. I’m going to wash both of you, then you’re going to take out her
plug, my man, and lick her ass.”
Greer throbbed with anticipation and tamped down the slight
nervousness she felt. It had taken Liam a couple of tries to get the plug in
since it was bigger than what they’d tried before. She hoped it would come out
a lot easier than it went in.
Greer had secretly wondered why they had a shower almost as
big as a room. Now she knew—it was to play. Chas took her in his arms beneath
the steady spray of warm water, kissing her as it ran over their heads and
their cheeks, and while he did, Liam seemed to be everywhere with his soapy
hands, sliding into places that made them both groan.
“Bend over, baby,” he whispered in her ear. “Spread your
legs for him so he can take the plug out of your pretty ass.”
Greer turned her back to Chas, braced her hands on the
shower wall and bent at the waist, spreading her feet apart as water washed
over her.
“Oh God,” he groaned as he moved in behind her. From the
corner of her eye, she watched Liam grab a bottle of lube she’d noticed when
she’d cleaned this room. Her breath hitched. Would Chas take out the plug just
so he could replace it with his cock? It certainly looked that way.
Liam spread her ass cheeks. From her bent-over position she
watched Chas kneel behind her, then she gasped as she felt his tongue teasing
her sensitive backside. His fingers began to twist and manipulate it, the water
running down the crack of her ass making the job somewhat easier. As Chas
worked the plug out of her, she felt it hit the resistance of her sphincter
muscle.
“Push out,” Liam reminded her.
As soon as she did, the plug popped free, but Chas’ fingers
filled the void. Greer gasped and moaned, her mouth going slack with desire as
he probed and teased.
“Please,” she pleaded.
“You want him to fuck you back there?”
“Yes…yes.”
Over her shoulder she watched Liam pull Chas to his feet,
squirt lube into his palm and rub it along Chas’ twitching cock. A moment
later, Chas moved in behind her, guiding the blunt head of his dick to her ass.
“Relax, baby,” Liam soothed, rubbing his hands along her
back. Chas pushed in. Stretched and relaxed from the plug, there was just
slight resistance before he popped past the strong ring of muscles at her
opening and filled her. “God,” Liam growled. “That’s it. Fuck her, Chas. Come
in her ass.”
Chas’ hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place
while he pounded against her butt cheeks. Greer knew had it not been for Liam
patiently stretching her, this would have been painful, but as it was she felt
only pleasure.
“Oh man,” she gasped. “I’m coming.”
She couldn’t believe it. She was having an orgasm from
getting fucked in the ass. It was different than her other climaxes, but
equally intense. Chas’ hands trembled, and he cried out, just as she felt his
cock jerking inside her.
Chas pulled out, sliding sideways down the wall of the
shower until he was sitting on the floor. Liam helped her to a bench seat built
into the back. Greer gazed at the smile on his face and laughed. “Does the fact
I no longer have a virgin ass make you that happy?”
“Oh yeah. Let’s get cleaned up. We’ll have some snacks and
recover and then I want us both inside you if you’re up to it?”
She glanced at the two men, at the hopeful expressions on
their faces, and knew she couldn’t say no. Besides, she didn’t want to. She
wanted them both fucking her. It would cement them as a threesome.
Liam was nervous. Was it the discussion of marriage he and
Chas had shared earlier? Things hadn’t gone well with Julie, but this was
different. Watching Chas and Greer had been such a turn-on. Now, as they sprawled
on the massive king-size bed while some smoky Norah Jones played in the
background, his heart tightened. Chas had just popped a piece of cheese in
Greer’s mouth and followed it with a kiss.
She had the pink camisole and panties on again, but those
wouldn’t last long. Chas and he had both donned boxers as well. Those wouldn’t
last long either.
“Here, Liam.” Greer held out a slice of apple. Leaning over,
he took it from her fingers and into his mouth.
“Mm. Kiss me.”
She crawled over to him. With a grin, he pulled her across
his lap and took her mouth, his tongue invading and tasting. When he glanced
over at Chas, he saw his long-fingered surgeon’s hand absently rubbing his
covered cock. Liam deepened the kiss, sliding his hand over her camisole so he
could gently squeeze her breast. His thumb brushed her nipple, teasing it until
it poked against the fabric, a hard little knot begging for attention. Liam
looked over at Chas.
“Take her panties off. The only food I’m truly hungry for
right now is the honey between her thighs.”
As Chas eased the pink scrap of material from her, Liam
dipped his head once again to kiss her. Chas eased next to them, joining in the
kiss until they were alternating brushes of lips and exploring tongues. Liam
eased back again, loving the way they looked together, loving how they felt
brushing against him. Someone’s hand, he wasn’t sure whose, was freeing him
from the front of his shorts.
Once the stroking began, he realized it was Greer. A glance
told him she had both of them tight in her hands.
“Lie facing each other,” she murmured. “I want to suck you
both.”
He locked gazes with Chas, who smiled at him. Once they were
stretched out, Liam began kissing him, his passion only ratcheting up when he
felt Greer’s hands push their dicks together. When her tongue began working
both of their glistening heads in unison, he moaned at the exact same time Chas
did.
“Sweet Jesus,” Chas muttered. “Where did you learn that?”
She grinned from beneath her tousled hair. “It just seemed
like a good idea. Do you like it?”
“Hell, yes,” Liam growled. “Back to work there, woman. Get
us good and wet for you. I can’t wait for us to get inside you.”
Seconds became minutes became an eternity as her hands and
lips and tongue worked them until they panted.
“Slow down,” Chas begged. “I don’t want to come until we can
both be inside you.”
Greer sat back. “Show me what you want to do.”
Liam pulled her between them. He didn’t need another
invitation. This was something he’d been dreaming about since he and Chas had
first discussed having her be a part of them. He looked into her trusting gaze
and swallowed.
“Let us take care of you, Greer. If anything we do makes you
uncomfortable, tell us.”
“I trust you.”
He looked from Chas’ serious face to hers. “I know you do, baby.”
He bent his head, kissing her shoulder and traveling lower.
As if they had choreographed their ideas, Chas mirrored his actions on her
other side, taking more time with the scarred skin of her shoulder. Liam stole
a glance at her expression and saw just how deeply she was touched by Chas’
care of her.
“That’s it. Just know how much you mean to us.”
She met his eyes. “I do.”
Liam eased her thighs apart, sliding lower so he could trail
kisses along her belly to the crease between her hip and thigh. As his tongue
traced the sensitive skin there, she trembled. Chas was treating her other
side, his fingers already sliding upward into the dewy softness nestled inside
her curls.
Pausing for just a moment, Liam watched the avid, almost
reverent expression on Chas’ face as he parted her puffy, pink lips and slid
his middle finger deep inside her. When she moaned, Chas slipped in an
additional finger, stroking rhythmically against her G-spot. Her juices flowed
like a fountain and Liam could resist no longer. Lowering his face, he kissed
over to her mound. Using his fingers to uncover what he sought, he sighed with
pleasure as the swollen flange of her clit poked at him.
“Suckle her,” Chas purred, “while I finger-fuck her, suckle
her.”
Greer moved sinuously beneath them, her slender hips pumping
delicately against their mouths and hands. Liam lifted his face and kissed
Chas, sharing some of the sweetness on which he’d feasted.
“Raise your legs, baby,” Liam murmured to her. He wanted to
get her ready, prepare her for the two of them. When she’d done as he asked
her, he ducked below Chas’ fingers, licking the trail of honey flowing over the
tight pucker of her anus.
As soon as his tongue touched her there, she moaned. He
added his spit to her own juices before bringing up a finger to tease her. As
he circled the tightly shut opening, Chas murmured to her to relax. In an
instant, Liam was in first with one finger, then a second, pumping in a counter
rhythm to Chas.
Greer sobbed with passion, drawing her thighs even tighter
against her belly, exposing herself fully to their ministrations.
“Taste her, Chas.” Liam’s voice sounded guttural, even to
his own ears. Desire tightened his whole body as Chas joined him, licking and
tonguing her pussy and ass until Greer was coming, one orgasm starting as
another one ended.
“Please,” she panted. “Let me rest.”
Liam leaned back. “Ah, but now you’re ready for us.”
He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and began coating
his cock in it. Chas rolled onto his back and pulled Greer on top of him.
“Come on, sweetheart. Climb on top and fuck me. Liam can
join in whenever we’re ready. Sound okay?”
Greer trembled. Liam laid a hand on her back. “We don’t have
to do this if you’re unsure about it.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “I want this, I do. It’s just
a little fear of the unknown.”
“I’ll be so careful, baby, I promise you.”
She nodded, reaching to guide Chas’ engorged shaft inside
her. Liam stroked his cock as he watched the two of them slowly come together
and apart. As Greer relaxed into their shared rhythm, Liam moved in behind her,
scooting in close so he could wrap his arms around her and slowly kiss his way
down her back.
When he reached the beautiful heart shape of her derriere,
he cupped her cheeks with his broad palms and spread them while he moved into
position to fuck her. Chas reached around to hold him steady as Liam pushed
forward. The head of his cock bumped against her slick hole.
“Relax,” he urged. “Push back.” As he slipped inside the
tight ring of muscles, he groaned. God, not only could he feel her tight walls,
he could also feel the roundness of Chas’ shaft through the thin wall
separating them. Liam pushed a little farther in, and as he did, Chas withdrew
slightly. Greer’s entire body quivered between the two of them.
“Okay, baby?”
“Yes. Oh, Liam. It feels amazing!”
He pushed farther in, feeling the moment when he and Chas
passed each other, the ridges at the base of their heads creating additional
sensation for all three of them. Slowly, carefully, they established a rhythm
that made its own music in the sound of flesh meeting flesh, the creak of the
bed rocking beneath them, and their gasps and pants and moans. They were the
symphony of their coming together, and Liam gave himself over completely to a
melody that made his heart sing.
“Sweet, sweet Greer,” he groaned, and opening his eyes found
himself staring straight into Chas’ dark-blue gaze. His hand cupped Liam’s
cheek. Liam leaned into the touch and let his eyes close for a moment. He
reached forward, finding Greer’s hand and guiding it down until they were
locked together with Chas’.
“I need to come,” Liam groaned, and after getting a nod from
Chas, he thrust with more force. Chas stopped, simply holding Greer while Liam
pumped. Beneath him, she moaned, raising her ass for his loving, her muscles
clamping and releasing until he was mindless. His balls tightened and his shaft
swelled as his climax boiled. With a hoarse grunt, he let his orgasm take over,
then saw Chas throw his head back as he too began pumping again.