Wicked Need (The Wicked Horse Series Book 3) (18 page)

I’m
sitting at the front counter, previously bored out of my mind but now
fully alert with interest. I immediately write back,
I
think you should own it too. And you’re
a cute drunk.

It takes a few
moments for her to text me back, and I wonder what an inebriated Cat
really looks like. Never have I seen her intoxicated. She never once
had an alcoholic drink at The Silo, and I’ve
never seen her look to be high or out of control. I bet she’s
fun though.

Want to know
something that really turned me on at The Silo?

And there it is…
the first time I’ve thought about The Silo in five long days.
It’s a record for sure.

My fingers fly
across my phone.
Yes,
I do.

Her reply comes back
much faster than the priors, and I go ahead and take that to mean
she’s
eager to let me know her dirty thoughts. This I can get on board with
because, for the most part, Cat’s sort of taken a backseat in
bed and let me control how things go. I’d like to see her start
making some demands of her own so I can show her there’s
someone who really wants to give her that.

I get achingly hard
when I read her reply.
Watching
you and Logan together.

My head spins. She
liked watching Logan and me together? I can’t
believe she’d even remember something like that because in The
Silo, that stuff’s pretty normal.

My cock starts to
throb realizing she enjoyed watching
me
.

Sure, with another
guy, but that doesn’t
bother me. What Logan and I do together is hot. We don’t mess
around with each other without a girl involved, as neither of us is
gay. Not even sure we’re bisexual.

Maybe.

Who knows?

But we both have no
qualms with some guy-on-guy action when we’re
in the heat of things. Always in a multiples or an orgy-type
situation. He’s fucked me and I’ve fucked him, although
he prefers to top. I like both.

We’ve
both sucked each other’s cock, and let me tell you… he’s
damn good. Not as good as Cat, but damn near close.

It’s
not been that long since we did a fantasy together, and a smile comes
to my face as I remember that was a four-on-one we did with Bridger,
Cain, and Sloane. Logan and I didn’t have sex that time, as it
was all about Sloane’s pleasure, but we did a lot of touching
while in the process, and that’s just as nice.

I text her back
without giving any deep thought to what I’m
getting ready to offer.
Want
a repeat?

I hold my breath for
what seems like an agonizingly long time, until I get back two words
guaranteed to make the rest of this day go slower.
I
do.

We’ll
be at the apartment by 6:30. Be naked and ready. And sober. I want
you fully alert.

After I send that
text, I dial Logan’s
number. He’ll be game. I know he’ll be well done with
work for the day, cleaned up, and ready to go by 6:30 PM. Which is
technically a ridiculously early time to get your sexy party on, but
fuck if I’m going to wait.

Logan’s
waiting at the top of the stairs that lead up to my apartment,
leaning back against the door with one booted foot propped against
it, another long leg stretched out. With his arms folded casually
across his chest and a bland look on his face, you’d have no
idea looking at him that he was vibrating with sexual need right now.

Logan is one of the
most sexual creatures I’ve
ever known. Before I knew the real deal about Cat, I would have put
them in the same category, almost as if they needed sex to survive. I
hang out at The Silo a lot, but Logan is there every single night,
for hours at a time. I’m not sure there’s a patron there
who has as much sex as he does, and it never seems to get old for
him.

Maybe he’s
a sex addict now that I think about it, but whatever. Not my place to
judge.

“Can’t
say I hated getting your call this afternoon,” he says with a
slow smile as he pushes off the door. “A private night with you
and Catherine… fantasy come true.”

I smile but hold it
for only a moment before I level him with a serious look. “Listen…
Cat’s in a bit of a rough place. A lot of that stuff at The
Silo she did… that was her husband making her do those
things.”

“What?”
Logan asks with his eyebrows drawing inward.

I nod. “But
that’s not the rough place. Plenty about The Silo she came to
like… including apparently watching you and me together…
but it’s other stuff. She got kicked out of her house, credit
cards shut off, and told she was cut out of inheriting anything. Was
basically fucking living in her car.”

Logan scrubs a hand
over his chin, worry in his eyes. He nods at me, and I continue.
“She’s
been staying here for the last week, and well… something’s
happening between us. I’m not quite sure what it is, but it’s
something.”

“So why am I
here?” Logan asks.

“Because
despite all that shit she’s been through, Cat still has her
dirty side. She’s apparently owning it. This is by her request
tonight.”

“What are the
boundaries?” he asks, and I know why he’s going there. I
just told him that something was happening between Cat and me, and
he’s being respectful of that. Logan and I have both been with
committed couples before, and you usually have a talk about what
lines can and can’t be crossed. Sometimes just an intimate kiss
is something a person might not want you to do to their monogamous
partner, even if he’s okay with you sticking your cock in his
wife’s pussy. It’s complicated at times, but it’s
best to lay it out.

“Only
boundaries are the one’s she sets,” I say, totally
ignoring the slight rumbling of unease over the fact that Cat might
very well want to fuck Logan tonight. But if that’s what she
wants, I’m going to make sure she gets it. “This is all
about her fantasy tonight. We’ll let her direct.”

Logan reaches down,
readjusts himself and mutters, “Let’s
get started then. I’ve been sporting this hard-on all afternoon
since I took your call.”

I turn toward my
door and make short work of unlocking it because I’ve
been in the same situation all afternoon too. The apartment is quiet
and dark with only a faint spilling of light coming out from my
bedroom into the living room.

“Give me just
a minute, okay?” I murmur to Logan as he stops by my couch.

“Sure thing.”

I walk into the
bedroom, immediately assaulted by the vision of Cat exactly how I
told her to be.

Naked and in bed.

She’s
lying on her side, head propped up on her hand and the other laying
gracefully along her body. One leg straight, the other slightly bent.
It’s sexy and provocative and my eyes immediately fall to her
breasts, then slide down to check out the rest of her.

“You look
gorgeous,” I tell her as I walk to edge of the bed, loving the
low burn of lust I see in her eyes. I’m thinking this has been
a long afternoon for all of us. “Have you touched yourself
since you got here?”

She shakes her head.

“Good girl,”
I say, sitting on the edge of the mattress. I lean over, placing a
hand on the bed behind her. My face hovers over hers as she tilts her
head to look at me. “Logan’s in the living room and will
be in here in a minute. But tonight, you’re going to tell us
what to do and what you want.”

She starts to shake
her head.

“Yes, Cat,”
I say firmly. “Your fantasy. We do exactly what you want and
there isn’t anything you can’t ask us to do… to
you or to each other, okay?”

Her eyes shine with
a mixture of excitement, worry, and a hotter sizzle of lust. “Okay.”

“Let me check
something out,” I tell her as I stand up from the bed. “Turn
on your back.”

She complies and I
push a hand between her legs, pressing two fingers inside of her.
Soaking wet.

Pulling them out, I
lick them off and start to get undressed, never taking my eyes off
Cat. I sense Logan walk in behind me, hear his clothing start to hit
the floor, but I keep staring at her. She lets her gaze flick briefly
to Logan, but then it’s
back on me again as I disrobe. Her eyes roam all over me, pinning on
my cock once I get my jeans off.

Logan comes up to
stand beside me. I give him a brief glance, noting his dick is as
hard and straight as mine is. I look back to Cat. “Tell
us what to do.”

Cat adjusts herself
on the bed, pushes up so her back is resting on the pillows, which
are stacked against the headboard. She raises her legs, plants her
feet on the mattress, and spreads her knees wide. One delicate hand
goes between and she starts to play with herself. Soft, tiny strokes…
nothing that would get her off, but an indication she’s already
turned on by what’s before her.

Her actions…
displaying herself like that and setting herself up to watch us has
my cock leaking hard and an unbearable need to crawl on the bed and
sink into her.

But then she says,
“I
want you two to kiss. And touch each other.”

Logan turns and
starts to place a hand on my shoulder, but I say, “Wait
up.”

Turning to my
nightstand, I open the drawer and pull out a bottle of lube, tossing
it on the bed beside Cat. Her eyes go to it and back to me.

“I’m
assuming we’ll need that at some point,” I tell her with
a grin.

“I think you
will,” she whispers, those fingers rubbing slow, lazy circles
on herself.

Logan’s
hand is now at my shoulder and he turns me to him. Then both hands
are on my face and he’s pulling me to his mouth. Kissing a dude
is weird at times, but with Logan, it’s always been hot. His
lips are soft, his tongue dancing slowly with mine, and our cocks
bump against each other, smearing the other with pre-cum.

Logan digs the
fingers of one hand into my jaw, pushing through my beard and
gripping me tight so he can deepen the kiss. The other drops between
us and wraps around my dick.

I can’t
help the low groan that comes out, and I hear a tiny whisper from
Cat, “So hot.”

Logan starts to
slowly jack me as I let my hands roam over his body. So different
from Cat. Hard planes and coarse hair that don’t
really attract me physically, although I’m generally attracted
to Logan. I think it might have more to do with the way his tongue is
playing mine or the way his grip is firm on me. Sometimes women go a
little too soft, afraid they’ll hurt a man down there. Guys
know exactly what we can take, so getting jacked or sucked by a guy
is many times better.

“Suck his
cock,” Cat whispers, and I realize my eyes have been closed.
They open upon that command, and Logan slowly pulls his mouth away
from mine, although his hand still strokes me.

I turn to look at
her, but it’s
kind of a mistake. She has a finger pumping in and out of her pussy,
and again… have to restrain the urge to tear myself away from
Logan and jump right onto Cat.

She looks to Logan
and nods at me. “Suck
Rand’s dick.”

Logan gives her a
cocky grin, and I know exactly what that means. He intends to drop me
to my knees if he can do it to show Cat exactly how good he is.

I brace.

Spreading and
locking my legs as Logan sinks to the carpeted floor and grins up at
me with almost a taunt of what’s
to come. I get ready to bite down on my tongue because I know how
fucking talented he is.

But fuck it…
if I come right away, I’ll get back in the game soon enough.

I’m
standing close enough to the bed that Cat could reach out and touch
my hip. Just a slight turn of my head and I see that her hand has
stilled. She watches us while holding her breath.

“Let me show
you a trick that all guys love if they’re man enough to admit
it,” Logan says to Cat, but he’s looking up at me. I know
what’s coming and I know he’s not going to give me any
mercy. I decide right then and there not to fight it.

Logan bypasses the
lube sitting on the bed and puts his index finger in his mouth where
he wets it good. When he pulls it out, he tells me, “Spread
‘em.”

My head tilts again
and I look at Cat, whose eyes are as big as saucers as she watches. I
reach my hands back, grab ahold of my ass cheeks, and do exactly as
Logan orders me.

Logan pushes his
hand between my legs, totally ignoring my dick for the moment, which
is straining upward, and runs his finger along the seam between my
balls and my asshole. I grit my teeth because it feels amazing to be
touched there.

The tip of his wet
finger probes me, circling my pucker. I try to breathe in deeply but
the anticipation is killing me. I look down at Cat again and she
looks up at me before saying to Logan, “Do
it.”

Logan complies and
smoothly pushes his finger into me.

Way in deep all the
way to his third knuckle.