GladYouCame (19 page)

After letting out the last of her customers shortly after
eleven, she collapsed into a heap in the seat across from Dade.

“Rough night?”

“Just busy. Usual Friday chaos. You would think I’d be used
to it by now.” She toed off her shoes, stretching her arches. “I don’t think my
feet have ever ached this much.”

“Why don’t you let me cook dinner?”

“No, I promised you two a late meal tonight and I mean to
deliver. Just give me a few minutes to get the feeling back in my pinky toes. I
think they’re going to cry wee wee all the way home.” Dade snorted as he
cradled her foot and dug his thumbs into her arches. Genevieve was certain her
eyes were going to roll back into her head. “That feels so good. I knew you had
the best, the most talented hands, but…” she trailed off as he cupped her foot,
squeezing a few pressure points.

“Take as long as you like. But we have a great reason to
celebrate. I signed a contract with a company today to distribute Meltdown
product in their online storefront. Internationally.”

“That’s wonderful!” She slipped her foot out of his hold,
brushing her lips against his. Dade hauled her into his lap, sweeping his
tongue into her mouth. She went pliant in his arms, loving the way his hands
molded her ass.

“I swear, I have wet dreams about your mouth on nights we’re
not together.”

“Wet dreams. Self-service.” His lips curved against hers.
“If I were any lesser of man, I may think you don’t even need us.” She gasped
and writhed against him, a full-body shiver radiating through her as he pressed
against her swollen folds. “But the way you’re all but vibrating with need, I
know better. You ache for more, don’t you?”

She nodded as he skimmed his lips down the column of her
throat, her pulse beating wildly as he nuzzled a spot beneath her ear. The
commanding power Dade exerted was tangible, seductive and mysterious, caressing
her skin with a dark decadence that threatened to pull her under.

Genevieve knew she would willingly drown in—and for—him.

His power and energy lanced through her, a drugging haze she
couldn’t shake.

Gah, this man.
Everything about him struck the right
chord. Like the perfect mixture of everything she could have ever hoped for.
She knew he would push her to the furthest limits of her submission. Hold her
there expertly with little effort and experienced it all as though he was the
one on his knees begging. Tony possessed the same masterful talent and
god
damn
if she wasn’t one lucky woman.

Cupping her face, he kissed her again. The wild hunger she
had for Dade was like being hit with a Mack truck every time his mouth
descended upon hers. His heart beat erratically under her fingers as she
clutched his shirt, letting her know she wasn’t the only one affected.

“Oh sorry. I didn’t know anyone was still here.” Tessa’s
cheeks flushed, obviously embarrassed she’d interrupted. “I forgot my wallet.
Dad will kill me if I lose it again. Be the third time this month.”

“Genevieve was just congratulating me for a big sale.”

“That’s great, Uncle Dade. You two…uh, have fun.” Tessa
glanced over her shoulder as she slipped out of the front door.

“I think we may have scarred her for life.” Dade blew out a
frustrated breath. “Sam is going to kill me. I mean, how often do you walk in
on someone kissing another person’s spouse?”

“Quite often. And it’s pretty damn hot too.” Tony dropped
his coat near the register and made his way to where they were sitting. “What
did I miss?”

“Tessa. She caught Dade and me kissing. Relax. She knows all
about us.”

“Oh really?”

She slapped playfully at Dade’s shoulder before smoothing
her rumpled pants. “You know what I mean. We had a girl talk a while ago. She’s
having some boy trouble and was asking me for advice. Was wondering if that
whole threesome thing was for her.”

“Oh good, Sam will kill you instead.”

Tony scooped her up, pulling her mouth toward his for a
soul-searing kiss that fuzzed her brain. Both of these men barreled over her
senses in a way she couldn’t put words to. Tony’s kiss matched Dade’s in
intensity and command, but had Tony’s unique blend of seductive prowess,
inundating her with pleasure. He pried her lips open with an urgency that spoke
of his hunger. He caressed her tongue, exploring and savoring every sinful
flavor she had to offer.

Her body went lax.

“I don’t think I’ve ever loved a weakness more. You’re never
enough, Genie. And every morning you walk away, all I can think about is
getting you back into my arms.” These men infused her blood, altering her at a
fundamental level so that she needed them both to exist.

And then reality crashed into her when Tony’s stomach
rumbled and the trio dissolved into giggles.

No matter how much their bodies wanted to merge, food needed
to be the top priority. Forty minutes later, they sat at a table Dade had set
while Genevieve had cooked them a meal fit for a king. Most of their
conversations had been pleasant to this point.

Genevieve wasn’t looking forward to ruining the night.
However, she knew they would figure out something weighed on her sooner or
later. “My mother called a few hours ago. Asked about our plans for the
holidays.”

“It’s September.”

“She’s asking late this year,” Tony said as he offered them
both slices of bread.

“Only because I’ve been dodging her phone calls. I knew what
she wanted.”

Dade held up a hand. “Wait. Your mother makes plans in
September for Thanksgiving and Christmas?”

“August, actually. I did say I’ve been avoiding her.”

Tony brushed the back of her hand. “Aw, sweetheart, you just
shattered Dade’s illusion you were the most organized and ruthlessly efficient
person he knew.”

“Wow.”

Dade’s astonishment was amusing. But it showed just how much
Dade didn’t know about her family. “I don’t have an answer for her. My
preference is to stay home, but it never works out that way.” Things would be
much simpler if they did. At least for her. But then again, as her mother would
say, holidays were for making sacrifices. For putting others needs above her
own. And Genevieve didn’t have a problem doing so, but for once she’d like to
stay around town to celebrate with her friends. People she felt closer to than
her parents or sisters. Maybe curl up in front of the fire with Tony and Dade
and just spend the day…relaxing.

“I’m surprised you’re not putting it all together for her. A
big soiree or something.”

“Mother wouldn’t hear of it.”

“Likes to do it herself, does she?”

“She has dinner catered. From a catering company I wouldn’t
trust with my knife set.” Genevieve stabbed at her dinner with her fork. The knowledge
her mother didn’t trust her to handle such a large group still burned a hole in
her stomach. “What about your plans for the holidays, Dade?”

“Don’t have any. Usually spend the day with Ryan and Beth.
But they’re going to Florida to be with Beth’s mom and grandparents. Have to
see if I can catch up with the Conners.”

Tony’s eyebrows drew together. “Thought I heard they’re all
going up to Staunton to be with Patrick and Alex’s mom?”

“You can come with us.”

Tony captured her hand. “Genie, maybe Dade has family he
wants to go see.”

Dade grimaced. “Ah no. My brothers and I don’t speak to each
other.”

Obviously his family was a sore subject, judging by the
tight set of his voice. “Are they like Tanner and don’t like how you choose to
spend your time?”

“No. We just…lost touch.” His sigh ruffled the flower
arrangement in the center of the table. “To be honest, I never really had much
of a family life. At least with my parents. They worked hard to make ends meet
for us. Since I was the oldest, it meant it fell on me to take care of them. I
bandaged cuts. Iced bruises. Carted my youngest brother to the ER when he fell
at a local park and broke his wrist. Sprung the middle one from jail when he
got caught spray painting an abandoned building.”

“Were you parents never around?”

“Dad would take extra shifts at the foundry. Mom did the
same at the diner. It was a wonder we all turned out okay. Amazing we all
graduated high school too. I nearly failed because I spent so much time caring
for my brothers. Was too caught up in their stuff to pay attention to mine.”

“So you were a baby raising babies.” A tight fist clenched
Genevieve’s heart.

“Yeah.”

“Kind of makes me curious how they even had the time to have
you guys.” Leave it to Tony to cut straight to the heart of the matter.

“Only takes a few seconds to make a kid. Doesn’t take much
skill. Tab A into slot B kind of stuff.”

Tony smirked. “It takes a hell of a lot of skill if you want
to enjoy it. And sex isn’t always Tab A and slot B, as you very well know.”

Dade finished off the last of his wine, playing with the
stem of the glass before answering. “My brothers live in Washington State.
Small harbor town they went to college in. Sort of all just stayed around
afterward.”

That meant he hadn’t seen them in a few years. Maybe even
longer. Genevieve made up her mind. “It’s settled. You’ll come with us to
Boston.”

Dade started to protest, but Tony tapped his fist against
the table. “May as well just go ahead and say you’ll come with us. She won’t
relent now that her mind is made up.”

Dade’s expression hardened, the lines and planes of his face
growing more acute as he frowned. “And just how do you intend to introduce me
to your family, Genevieve? Acquaintance? Friend? Lover?”

“Does it matter?”

“To me—yes. We all say this is something we want, but we’re
still sneaking around as though we have something to hide.”

The thought of introducing Dade as her lover terrified her.
Only because she could hear her mother screeching about the scandal she’d
created. But wasn’t it time she stood up for herself? She was a grown woman.
She had a successful business, a cozy home and two adoring men.

As Tessa had once said, she had it all.

There was little reason not to be proud of her
accomplishments. Of the men she loved. “You’ll come and if anyone asks, we’ll
tell them the truth.” And the rest of her family could choke on their
overpriced, dry turkey for all Genevieve cared.

“Only if you’re sure.”

“With all my heart.” She squeezed Dade’s hand, offering him
the same reassurance he’d given her.

A wide smile spread on Dade’s lips. “Then it’s settled.
Speaking of settled. Grant finished with the house. Said I can move back in
anytime I want. Don’t think I’m really in a rush to uproot for a little while,
if that’s all right with you two?”

“We want you to stay.” Tony clutched Dade’s hand, pulling it
close. “Let’s all get through the holidays and once everything gets back to
normal, we’ll go from there.”

“On the subject of uprooting, I was thinking about taking a
trip.”

“Running off by yourself now that you’ve signed on and plan
to become rich and famous making dildos?”

Dade choked at Tony’s question, drinking half of his water
before clearing his throat. “I was thinking more of a vacation for all three of
us. The first part of December if either of you could get away that time of
year. Right between the holidays is probably asking you a lot, Genevieve.”

“Why? I have staff who are competent enough to run the place
for a few days without me. Greyson is taking on more and more responsibility
every day. Besides, I’m just a phone call away if they need something.” The
idea of escaping was enticing. Far more so than Genevieve would have thought
this time last year. And she’d been working hard to delegate responsibility. To
train Tessa and Greyson to handle anything she threw their way. “Where were you
thinking of going?”

“Hawaii.” He folded his napkin and set it on the table.
“There’s a resort I like to stay at when I want to just get away for a few
days. Quiet. Not a lot of people around. No one bothers you unless you ask for
something. Very secluded.”

“Sounds like paradise.”

“Paradise was this meal.” Dade pointed to his plate before
pushing it away even though he hadn’t finished. “I don’t think I could possibly
eat anything else.”

“I can.” Tony’s eyes flashed, full of mischief and arousal.
A sign the conversation about vacation planning was over. “In fact, I think I’m
famished.”

Genevieve blinked. “How could you possibly want anything
else after all the food you just put away?”

“I always want you.”

“Oh.”

He stood, his gaze focused on her as he tossed his napkin to
the side. As he moved, he caught his fingers in Dade’s hair. Dade clamped his
hand around Tony’s wrist, pulling him to an abrupt stop.

Time seemed to flow and shift, dragging to a stop so she
could watch as Dade pulled Tony tight against his body. As their mouths met,
Genevieve’s throat went dry. Watching the two men kiss never got old. There was
a visceral, animal-like hunger in the way they held one another. A raw potency
that worked her hormones into overdrive. The same passion they gifted her with
emitted from them. They held nothing back, stealing her breath and making her
yearn to get between them. Except she’d ruin the stunning visual.

They broke apart, their faces turning so their hungry gazes
were aimed at her. Tony broke the connection first, pressing his lips to Dade’s
temple. “I think we should go fuck my wife.”

Dade grinned. “I think I should fuck you both.”

Tony’s heart stopped, conflicting emotions twisting his gut
into knots.

“Is that a problem?”

As his heart continued to slam against his rib cage, Tony
shook his head. He licked his lips, contemplating what he was about to agree
to. “Not at all.”

“Well good because I didn’t intend to give you much choice
on the matter.” Dade pressed his hand against Tony’s chest. Tony did his best
to calm his raging heart. But Dade knew he’d set him aflame. Just like Dade
always knew the reaction he caused even with the smallest gesture.

Tony never imagined he’d be infatuated head over ass with
another man. But then again…Dade wasn’t just
any
man.

“So far we’ve all just toyed with the possibilities that
exist between the three of us, but I think it’s time we take this to the next
level.” Dade leaned closer, his mouth a hairsbreadth away from Tony’s. “Get on
your knees.”

The instinct to follow the command washed through Tony with
more power than he expected. As the smooth tiles of the floor pressed against
his calves, he felt that same constraining confusion about the nature of their
relationship rise inside him.

“Bet you’d think otherwise, but you’re a natural at that.
Tell me what’s bothering you.”

The pressure of the weight in the center of Tony’s chest was
suffocating. “I don’t understand why I want to dominate Genevieve one second
and want to kneel before you the next. I never said I was sane, but…”

“I understand completely.” Dade crouched, leveling his gaze
with Tony’s. “It’s because you love the wet heat of her cunt surrounding your
cock. As much as you love her ragged whimpers around a ball gag when you tie
her up. But you also love the feel of my dick driving hard into your ass. An
ass made for fucking, I might add.” Tony’s back rippled, electric current
surging through him as Dade played his fingers over each groove of his ribs.
“It’s also because you feel something different when I kiss you. Something raw
and masculine. Forbidden.”

“I shouldn’t want all that.”

“Says who?”

“Everyone.”

“Then tell me to stop and we can all walk away with no
regrets. Then you can do everything in your power to go on living your life
pleasing everyone else.”

“No.” Tony’s gaze lifted and met Dade’s. “Because I don’t
want you to go anywhere. Because when I look at you, all I think about is how
much I want your dick in my mouth. In my ass, driving into me while I fuck my
wife. And that I don’t give the slightest care what anyone else thinks. For the
longest time I thought I couldn’t have you both. That I didn’t deserve you both
because I wanted something I shouldn’t want. But I now know how wrong I was to
think that way.” Emotions bombarded him from every angle, scraping over his
veins as he laid his soul bare. “This…thing, between the three of us? It’s
special. Doesn’t come along every day and it’s not a temporary thing, Dade.”

“I know.”

“We can’t lose you. I can’t.”

Dade pressed his forehead against Tony’s. “Then put as much
trust in yourself as you’ve put it in me. And in Genevieve. We can all take
care of each other. And fuck what the rest of the world thinks.”

Tony made eye contact with Genevieve, smiling at the way she
gazed so lovingly at him. She didn’t look at him—her Dom—with any remorse or
judgment. She wanted this as much as he did.

Dade shifted, working his fingers over the button fly of
Tony’s jeans. When he reached between the parted denim and lifted him out, Tony
hauled in a breath, released it, then hauled in another—this one shakier.
Glancing down, he saw his engorged cock, flushed red and dark as Dade’s hand
surrounded it. Anticipation roared through him, pounding through his length as
he ached to have Dade give him a hand job. Yearned to get inside his wife.

“I recognize that look. You want her. Badly. But I’m in
control of you. I’m going to be the only one who touches her right now.” Dade
released him, a sense of abandonment washing over Tony. He did his best to
control the chaos raging inside him until Dade returned. “Since I know just how
difficult it is for you to keep your hands off her, I’m going to bind your
arms.”

Tony’s head snapped up just in time to see the wide swath of
leather Dade held toward him. An arm binder.

“Being bound wasn’t part of my fantasy.”

“I know. But I’m the one in control here. So it’s my
decision.” As Dade moved behind him, methodically securing the heavy-duty
leather, Tony felt a sense of grounding. With each pull—each tug—he surrendered
a bit more. It was an odd sensation, wanting this from Dade when he’d never
wanted it from Genevieve. They had something different, something that
complimented what already existed.

It wasn’t a challenge to their love, it was a perfect
meshing.

Because he had such a clear understanding of what he caused
Genevieve to feel when dominated her, he understood the endorphin rush flooding
his system. He surrendered to it, allowing the feeling to consume him.

Pleasure burned his veins, coalescing at the base of his
dick. He was so caught up in the high he floated on, a groan rumbled its way
out of his throat. Dade wrapped his hand around his dick again and began to
move. Tony may have understood what happened when Genevieve submitted to him,
but to experience it at this level was something altogether different.

Dade leaned closer, his lips inches from Tony’s. “I’m going
to eat your wife’s pussy while you watch helpless to stop me. And then I’m
going to fuck her so hard we may break the table. You’re going to want to touch
yourself. Even more so when she blows, when you listen to her cries that I am
responsible for. But you can’t because I control your orgasms. Just as I
control hers.” Heat burst through Tony when Dade touched his tongue to the
corner of his mouth. “While she recovers, I’m going to take your ass. And
you’ll watch her get off because I’m not going to stop her.”

Saliva pooled in Tony’s mouth as he watched Dade walk away.
His dark hair had been tousled into a sexy mess from where he’d stripped away
his shirt. Those broad shoulders tapered down to a trim waist, the dragons on
his back colorful even in the dim restaurant lighting. The muscles under the
denim stretched over his ass flexed and shifted with each step he took toward
where Genevieve waited.

Dade stripped open the fly of his pants as he walked toward
Genevieve. The power filling him felt good. Damn good. So fantastic he’d
forgotten how much he’d missed it. He’d finally found people who understood
him.

They simply worked.

He’d watched Tony dominate Genevieve. Even admired the man’s
patience and finesse. But Dade’s approach to dominance was more aggressive.
More demanding. Tony would caress submission from Genevieve with sweet words
and seductive gestures. Dade preferred to barrel over someone’s submission and
force them to realize their desires. It was that power Tony longed to
experience. Because it was so different from his own technique yet so
complimentary.

Given free rein, Dade flourished.

And that freedom included one of Genevieve’s favorite toys.

Her eyes went wide as Dade held the ball gag up for her
examination. “Oh that’s a pretty sight, subbie. The way your eyes get all
glazed and dark when you see something you truly want.” Reaching over, he
slipped the rubber ball between her lips. Her groan of satisfaction washed over
his skin as he looped the straps along her face, the back of her head and
finally around her throat. “But do you want this or me?”

Her breathing increased as he dragged a finger under the leather,
checking the fit to ensure it wouldn’t cut into her skin. Looking down the line
of her body, he found her nipples jutting away from her body. A pink flush
tinted her chest, spreading down in the valley of her breasts.

“Maybe both.” She nodded, her eyes wide and pleading. “Or
maybe more.”

He lifted her, cradling her close as he stepped back to
where Tony knelt. Her skin was hot against his as he set her feet to the floor,
positioning her back to his chest. Needing even more contact, he peeled open
his jeans and freed himself.

This couple had no idea how much they’d altered his world.
How they made it better. She inhaled sharply around the gag as he brushed the
head of his cock against the swell of her ass.

“Change of plans.” He tugged her thighs. “Open wide like a
good subbie.”

She extended her stance as he bent his knees slightly to
adjust for their height difference. The hard ridge of his cock slipped through
her wetness, the soft folds of her skin wrapping around him like a warm,
comforting blanket. Tugging her hips against his, he held her in place and
peeked over her shoulder to see the head of his cock exposed between her labia.

Tony’s heated gaze lifted to Dade’s, his tongue flicking out
to slide over kiss swollen lips. “See something you want?”

“More than one.” Devilish delight laced through the
statement, Tony’s voice rough with wanton desire.

“Greedy bastard.” He nudged Genevieve’s body forward,
hissing when the tip of his dick brushed Tony’s lips. Dade pulled his hips
back, drawing his flesh against Genevieve’s. “Though I do like honesty.
Especially when it reflects my own desires. Taste her.”

Tony leaned forward without further encouragement, his
tongue flicking out to draw across Genevieve’s pussy lips. To abrade her clit.
Her soft sigh of pleasure rained over Dade’s skin, her hot wetness all but
dripping onto his aching cock. He inhaled the three of them, a spicy, warm
scent that carried a tang of satisfaction and an undercurrent of pleasure.

With a soft growl, Dade drew through her heat. Raw need
scraped through him when Tony’s mouth accepted the tip of his cock. Tony’s lips
caressed their skin, his eager tongue stroking over them both. The trio fell
into a rhythm, Tony sucking on Genevieve until he welcomed part of Dade’s cock
into his mouth. Dade felt Tony’s breath, hot and ragged around his cock. Felt
the vibrations of Tony’s deep moans. Dade fucked them this way until her body
went rigid and her cries, muffled by the gag, lofted to the ceiling.

The sight of Tony sucking on her slick folds and his cock
was one of the most wonderful things Dade had ever seen. He’d have to remember
to use the position at another time when he could exploit both of them for his
desires. For now, he’d made a promise to Tony he intended to keep.

“Sweet, sweet, Genevieve.” He turned her head until her his
mouth met her cheek, the smooth surface of the leather cool under his lips.
Spinning her slowly to face him, he kissed each of her eyelids, wiping away the
wetness gathering in the corners of her eyes.

He swept her back into his arms, holding her limp body
against him as he approached the table again. Tony’s voice sounded over his
shoulder, a low, frustration-laden growl that pleased Dade as much as it
excited him. He intended to drive Tony to the edge of sanity.

Once Genevieve was spread out on the table, Dade leaned over
her, cupping her breasts as he nipped at her hard buds. She arched against him,
a shiver of pleasure coursing through him in triumph. He traced a path down her
body, over her mound and through her pussy, murmuring against the hot flesh
beneath his mouth. “So sweet. Yet spicy and hot. But most of importantly…all
mine.”

She groaned loudly around the gag as his tongue stabbed into
her, flicking with rapid movements that had her writhing against his face. He
allowed the movement, loving the feel of her heat as he devoured her.

She tugged his hair. He severed contact, wrapping his strong
hands around her delicate wrists. “No hands, Genie. Or I’ll have to restrain
them. For right now, it’s just my mouth and your pussy. Hold onto the table if
you need to.”

She whimpered around the gag, nodding as she followed
orders.

He fed on her, his pace changing each time she became
accustomed to his pattern. He held orgasm just out of her reach, her cute
little growl of frustration rumbling through him. Her body trembled as he held
her on the edge, grazing his teeth down the lips of her pussy over and over.

Adding a finger, then two, he pressed into her. The heat of
her slickness was tight around him. Her whimpers morphed into pleading
desperation. Her breath fast as she tried to speak around the gag. He pushed
deeper, the rush of her pleasure arcing through him so fire seared his skin.

The feel of her lush body spread out and completely
available made him hard to the point of pain. A pain he accepted as he withdrew
his fingers. Her moisture glistened on his skin, the soft candlelight
glimmering against the wetness as he lifted his fingers and tasted.

Need raced through his system.

He wanted her.

He always wanted her.

And god help him if that want ever abated.

He stood, parting her legs as Tony’s quiet moans sounded
over his shoulder. Dade grabbed his dick, lazily stroking as he tore open a
condom packet with his teeth. Slipping the protection into place, he clasped
her hips and positioned her just inches away from his straining erection.

Dade heard Tony’s rapid breathing over his shoulder. He
glanced over his shoulder, noting the tension rippling through Tony’s body.
“Enjoy the show.”

Smiling, Dade slowly impaled Genevieve with his cock. The
hot, wet feel of her pussy tugged at something deep inside him. His quiet moan
filtered through the charged air as he seated himself inside her fully.
Caressing her thighs, he lifted her legs around his hips, placing her ankles at
his lower back.

Her muscles flexed against his skin as he picked up the
pace. His strokes grew harder as he thrust into her with a fury he hadn’t been
prepared for. He plunged in and out with short, fast strokes that would nudge
her over the edge she was balancing on. Her body stiffed against his as she
threw back her head, wailing around the rubber gag. He rode her through her
climax, the hard milking sensation causing him to dig his fingers into the
table to fight for purchase. Release coiled through him, a snake ready to
strike at a moment’s notice. A chant sped through his head, reminding him he
still had one more submissive to take care of.