Clifford Arbor: Savouring Emily (7 page)

“You’ve picked up some interesting words along the way, baby,” Chase said.

“I’ve read a lot. I like hearing about it. While I was away I imagined you telling me what you were going to do. It excited me.”

Lawrence stared past her shoulder and looked into Chase’s eyes. Their woman liked it sexy and hot.

“You want to hear me tell you wicked things?” Chase asked.

“Yes.” A sigh escaping her lips. Lawrence wanted to hear Chase say naughty words.

“You want to hear about how hard my dick is? How I’ve not had another woman since you’ve been gone? I wanted nothing more than to fuck your tight cunt, Emily.”

She gasped with every question. Lawrence reached out and pulled the sheer negligee off and over her head. He groaned aloud. Her tits were huge, more than a handful. She had a tiny waist and full hips. His dick was so hard. The tip leaking pre-cum. He wanted inside her body.

“Lawrence wants you, baby. I see it in his eyes. He wants inside your sweet pussy.”

Emily opened her eyes and Lawrence didn’t turn away. He wanted her to see how much he desired her.

“You never wanted me before,” she said.

His heart broke. “I always wanted you. I just didn’t know how badly until I never saw you again.”

He placed her hands around his neck and he held her against his body. Lawrence didn’t want to rush any part of this evening. This was about all of them and seeing if they were compatible together. The way he was responding to Chase he was starting to think he was more compatible to this arrangement, than he first thought.

“It’s not fair. Both of you are way over dressed and I’m standing here buck naked,” she complained.

Both men removed their shirt and unzipped their jeans. Lawrence never went around in underwear at the best of times. He glanced up to see Chase and his tattooed body already exposed. He found himself admiring the long length of cock jutting out. A pearl of moisture pooling at the tip. Lawrence closed his eyes and shook his head. Never had he found another man attractive. He didn’t understand what was different about now.

“Fuck,” Chase growled. Emily had her fingers around his length and was fucking him with her fist.

Lawrence rid himself of his clothing and stood watching the scene play out. He grabbed his own shaft and began to spread his natural lubrication all over the head.

“I think we should take this to a more appropriate room. Standing in the doorway is all well and good but I want a nice comfy place to fuck her,” Lawrence told Chase.

“This is really going to happen?” she asked.

“Don’t you want it too?” Chase asked. “I want you to understand, Emily. What happens next, only happens because you want it too. Me and Lawrence are not into rape or any shit like that. You come with us one hundred percent or it stops now.”

Lawrence watched the concern on his friends face.

Chase did love her. If he had any doubts they were wiped away in the expression on his face.

He moved through the house to get to the sitting room. A large television was in the corner and a fireplace in the center of the room. During the summer they didn’t need the heating. Lawrence looked forward to seeing her naked and beautiful with the glow of the fire dancing over her naked skin.

Small hands turned him around and pushed him back onto the seat. Lawrence turned to look at Chase and then at Emily. She stood naked and proud in front of him. Chase took the seat next to him.

“Looks like our woman has learned a few tricks along the way,” Chase mumbled. Emily took the clip from her hair. Her brown curls tumbled round her shoulders.

“For five years I’ve fantasized about having you two at my beck and call. After all of my fantasies I finally have you both within touching distance.” To emphasis her point she placed a hand on both of their stomachs. Her touch travelled down and wrapped her hand around each of their lengths.

Both men emitted a low growl and thrust their hips up to meet her.

Fuck, Lawrence saw stars. The intense pleasure more than he could imagine.

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Chase was going to die. Her fingers felt so good easing the pain in his cock. Emily looked more confident than she did five years ago. He wanted to know everything she wanted. This Emily wasn’t a virgin or a shy woman but a confident woman who knew what she wanted.

Lawrence looked like he was ready to burst. Chase smiled when he thought of his best friend watching him. He’d seen the glance and the longing shining in his eyes. Chase had longed for Emily he knew when he saw it in another.

He didn’t know what to think. Lawrence was his best friend but the kick in his groin spoke volumes to him.

Chase nodded his head and watched as Emily engulfed the tip of Lawrence’s cock. The other man cried out and his head flung back against the sofa. For a short time five years ago she’d tasted him on her tongue. How would it be with her to take his dick between those luscious lips? He wouldn’t be able to cope to sit and watch. Her tongue peeked out and circled the head. He groaned. His fingers finding his hardness and trying to ease it. Emily looked so beautiful.

“Stop. Stop,” Lawrence said. He tapped her head. “I don’t want to let go inside your mouth. I want to be inside you.”

Emily smiled and stood. Chase pulled a condom from a stack they kept around. She shook her head. “I know it’s only been a few days but I love you guys. I’m clean. I’ve not had anyone since, Chase.”

His fingers shook when he placed the condom on the counter. This was it. Their future laid out before them. Chase usually panicked at the thought of forever with a woman. With Emily it had been a long time coming.

He stood up and moved behind her back. “I want to help you fuck him.”

Emily glanced behind him with a frown on her face.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll guide you,” he whispered and laid a kiss on her shoulder.

Lawrence lay back against the chair, his legs spread out. With his own hands on her waist he moved her forward to straddle his friend. Chase licked his lips and grasped Lawrence’s cock. They stared at each other. Nothing spoken but some unknown force driving him.

Slowly, Chase enjoyed holding his friends cock and watching him sink inside Emily. He swiped the tip through her cream. With a hand on her hip he guided her down onto his thick dick. Emily panted and Lawrence looked ready to blow. Chase didn’t want to let go of his friend. Her legs were shaking and he wanted her to enjoy being with them. He moved out of the way and watched as Lawrence sunk the last few inches inside her.

“You’re big,” she said to Lawrence.

Sweat dripped from his brow from the exertion of the situation. Chase stood behind her and with his hands on her hips he lifted her up until only the tip of the other man’s cock remained inside her. Then staring at his friend he pushed her all the way back down. Through the connection of holding Emily and then staring at each other he could imagine himself fucking his friend.

Lawrence placed his hands on her thighs and together they watched as his cock disappeared inside her body. The muscles on his neck stood out and Chase knew what the guy was going through. Emily had been tight and hot. He hadn’t wanted the pleasure to end.

“You feel her? You feel how hot and tight she is?”

“Fuck. She’s so fucking tight. I’m not going to be able to hold back.” Lawrence placed his hands over Chase’s where they rested on her hips. He gasped and stared at his best friend. Shocked and turned on.

“Play with your little clit, Emily,” he whispered. “How I showed you all that time ago.”

She gave him her dry fingers and he sucked them into his mouth. “Now, play with yourself.”

Emily fingered her clit and Chase fisted his cock. His balls drew up and he felt the first wave pulse through him. He let go of her hips and let Lawrence begin the final pace. He watched and with a few quick, sharp thrusts Lawrence erupted. Chase found his own release and his seed spilled from his dick onto her lower back. Emily came third, with a gasp of pleasure before she collapsed on top of Lawrence.

All were sated and ready to start again.

Chapter Nine

“He’s going to take forever,” Lawrence joked.

“Stop it. Chase does not control his kitchen like that. I won’t believe it.” Emily lay in the center of Chase’s bed. Her stomach growling in hunger. They’d moved to his room because he had the biggest bed. Instead of making love they’d put on a movie and lay together naked. She couldn’t believe how amazing it was being between two masculine men. Yes, for her whole life she had a crush on Lawrence. And her first time had been with Chase. Both men held a special part inside of her heart.

“You haven’t seen this guy in business. He refuses to have anything that isn’t organic. He grows herbs in the garden and he even has his own potato crop.”

Emily laughed. Seeing Chase in her mind's eye with all of the tattoos owning a vegetable patch.

“You make him sound like a little teddy bear.”

“I’m not joking. Seriously, I went shopping the other month and brought back a tin of tomato soup. Chase tasted it and threw it out. I’m now banned from food shopping. He cooks everything himself.” Emily loved hearing about the new man she’d missed.

“What do you think he’s cooking?” she asked.

The scents coming from the kitchen were delightful. “I’d go with bacon and eggs but this is Chase. He’s probably got a pasta boiling in salted water. That’s the other thing, he’s picky about the style of dried pasta I buy.”

Emily burst of laughing. “I’ve missed this.”

Lawrence paused. It had been years since they last sat back and talked. “I missed you too.” Silence descended. Emily glanced around the room and decided it matched Chase perfectly. “You know, I would have listened back then.”

“I know. I just didn’t want to talk about it,” she admitted. She turned her head and looked at him. “A lot happened back then. I mean, I walked in on my parents screwing. Not only was I disturbed by that disgusting image but then to see, Uncle Tyler. Chase was with me. He held me through it all. Don’t put your hand in a fist, Lawrence. You weren’t there and I needed someone. Chase was.” She took his hand and rested it over her stomach so he couldn’t start threatening anymore.

“So you think sex is disgusting?” he asked with a smile.

“Between parents, absolutely. Let’s face it, they should stop the moment they have kids,” Emily said with a light tone to her voice. “I guess at the time I hadn’t woken up yet.”

“Did you meet anyone on the road while you travelled?” Emily heard the hint of jealousy in his voice. A warm glow developed through her.

“I met people but none of them were, you or Chase.”

“I can’t believe you’ve been gone so long. Being with you it’s like you never left.”  Lawrence grabbed her hand and raised it to his lips. “I’m pleased you decided to come back.”

Emily swallowed the lump in her throat. Lawrence always had the ability to unnerve her. “I wasn’t going too. So many times I set off in this direction. One ticket to Clifford Arbor, please. I’d get to the train station or the bus depot or wherever I was and I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t get on.”

“What do you think stopped you?”

Emily shrugged and tugged her hair behind her ear. “I guess I wasn’t ready. I missed you and Chase but I couldn’t do it. No matter how hard I fought to get on that bus I couldn’t do it.”

“Sounds like you had a lot to deal with.”

Emily laughed. When she looked back over the last five years of her life all she saw was the waste it had turned out to be. She wasn’t running from Clifford Arbor, or her parents. She wasn’t even running from Chase. The one night she’d spent with him had been the most magical throughout her whole life. No. The person who she’d been running from had been herself.

That night when she walked in on her parents with Uncle Tyler she’d seen more than a sex orgy going on. She saw past her parents. In the three people tied together in a sexual tryst she saw herself with Lawrence and Chase.  That thought and the overwhelming desire which had plagued her for years had been too much for her to bear and so she’d run as hard and as fast as she could. Seeing her parents had made her want that kind of relationship with the two men in her life.

Scared and frightened she’d run. After coming to terms with her desires she’d been able to board a bus and travel home.

Chase came in carrying a huge tray.

“Pasta with fresh tomatoes, garlic and basil,” he said.

Lawrence rolled his eyes. “I told you.”

Emily held her hands out for her plate. They’d paused the movie so he could go and cook. Smelling the delicious scents made her stomach grumble and her mouth water. “You must be an awful cook, Lawrence. There is no way this is bacon and eggs,” she teased.

“What can I say, I practice in other areas.” His words giving away his double meaning. Emily shoved his shoulder and settled back with her plate and fork. They pressed play on the movie and all three lay back eating dinner.

Emily became engrossed in the film. The food was heady and she ate every single piece of pasta and sauce. She loved garlic and basil as a food combination.

Chase took her plate and settled down with his arm around her shoulders. Lawrence snuggled up with his fingers caressing her inner thigh. In no time at all she’d forgotten the movie and was thinking about the men beside her. She glanced down and saw their cocks were already hard and waiting.

“Do you want to watch the film?” she asked.

“Do you have something better in mind?” Chase questioned.

Without speaking she lay down and opened her legs wide. Her fingers seeking her wet slit.

She closed her eyes and waited to see what they’d do. The movie was paused and other fingers teased open her pussy lips.

Emily opened her eyes and saw two head between her legs. Each man had spread one side of her lips open. Her flesh would be exposed. Nothing left hidden.

“You look so fucking pretty,” Lawrence growled.

A cry tore from her lips when a tongue swiped through knocking her fingers out of the way.

Another tongue teased over her leg and thigh, travelling up to circle a red tight bud of her nipple. She gasped and arched up for Lawrence to take more of her breast inside his mouth. Chase swirled a finger through her slit and centered on her clit.