If You Still Want Me (20 page)

Austin's gaze is locked on Saul's face as I
watch them, the pleasure coursing through me from bearing witness
to the act. I look at Austin, his tight jaw muscles constricting as
Saul's head bobs. Slowly, Austin's gaze raises to my chest. His
hand leaves my elbow, cups my breast and rolls a thumb over my hard
nipple.

I can't stop the moan my throat releases as my
head falls back. Austin pinches the nipple and my body quakes. I
don't know how much longer I can hold back.

"Stop," Austin's deep baritone commands me as
much as it does Saul.

Maybe I've been secretly craving a touch of
masculine dominance myself. I love Saul, and his submission has
always been sexually arousing for me, but there's been times where
I've wished I could give the control up a little bit. It requires
me to entrust someone to take that control without abusing it.
There have been too few men in my life with whom I think that would
be possible.

Saul doesn't want the control. Brandon doesn't
turn me on that way. Austin...

Austin is what I've needed. He's a missing piece
from my life just as much as he's a missing piece for Saul. This is
why the three of us fit together.

This revelation is breathtaking.

"Let's take this to the bed," Austin urges and
Saul complies.

"Yes, sir."

Saul stands up between us, his tall height
looming over both our heads but his face ducked down submissively.
With a hand, I guide him as I step backwards toward the bed, and
Austin follows with his hand still grasping Saul's wrist. I stop as
my calves hit comforter.

The three of us pause in the moment, standing on
the threshold and appreciating it for what it is. We're about to
come together in a way that can never be separated. No longer
friends, but lovers.

With a powerful movement, Austin yanks the
bedspread off as Saul smiles sweetly down at me, and I fall in love
with them both all over again.

What I expected to be an
awkward first time with the three of us has turned out to be
anything but. It's hot. Arousing. Invigorating.
Natural.

I think that's what surprises me most - how easy
it's all coming together and how natural it feels. Not only is Saul
turning me on, but I'm also getting aroused by giving pleasure to
Victoria. I enjoy hearing her sigh as much as I enjoy having Saul's
mouth around my dick, and knowing my calloused fingertips on her
breast is what produced that sigh is empowering.

I want to take care of her the same way we both
want to take care of Saul. I want to ensure she's comfortable with
my touch, the way they've both been making sure I'm onboard with
everything they're doing. I want to pleasure her alongside Saul. I
simply want to make her happy.

She's smiling at me as Saul eases her back onto
the exposed, white, cotton sheets. He kneels between her spread
thighs, and her smiling expression refocuses on him. I take a step
back from the bed to take it in - the love and joy so obvious on
their faces. He kisses her long and slow as her hands caress his
lean arms. They're beautiful together, and watching them fills me
with the same yearning I've held for two years as I spied on them
from afar.

As they pull away from the kiss, they both turn
their smiles to me. Saul and Victoria each extend an arm towards
me, welcoming me to join them. I nod, but reach into my suitcase
first to retrieve the lube. As Saul's eyes catch sight of it, his
entire body trembles as his tongue skirts his bottom lip.

Setting the bottle on the bed next to his leg, I
take the offered open arms and they embrace me. For a few minutes,
we simply lay there, feeling our bodies against one another as the
arousal flows between us. I don't think my dick has ever been this
hard, even last night when Saul and I finally came together.

Kissing Victoria and then Saul, I rise up behind
Saul as he sits back up between Victoria's legs. I can see the
powerful possession in her eyes, even as she has two men looming
over her. I could never take that power away, but I hope she'll let
me give her what I'm about to offer. I want to let her relax and be
free as Saul and I take her into ecstasy.

Nipping Saul's shoulder, I whisper in his ear
loud enough for Victoria to hear. "I want you to slide the crown of
your dick into her, but go no further. You think you can do that
and stay there?"

Both Saul and Victoria take in a breath as her
eyes go wide. I stare into those beautiful mahogany irises, looking
for any sign that I've overstepped. All I see is lustful
appreciation.

"Y-yes, sir," Saul's reply wavers as his back
arches. A tight breath exhales past his lips, and I know it's going
to take a good amount of self-control for him not to thrust all the
way in to where his body wants so desperately to go. His hand
maneuvers between their bodies, Victoria gasps, Saul's hips move
forward ever so slightly then stop, and both he and Victoria are
left panting.

"
Fuck,
" he curses, head
dropping down between his posted arms that are shaking under the
effort of his restraint.

"That feels good," Victoria confirms, her ample
breasts rising and falling with each breath. "I want more."

"Soon," I offer and she nods. Saul continues to
mutter beneath his shaggy hair with his chin touching his chest, so
I give his ass a light slap. "Eyes up, Saul."

"Yes, sir!" His head jerks up. His hips begin
thrusting forward but he catches himself and stops again, releasing
a whimper from Victoria's throat. I can imagine her pussy clenching
around the head of his dick, both of them wanting more but letting
me decide when they can have it.

"Good," I kiss his earlobe before sitting back
on my heels. "Very good." I uncap the bottle as loudly as possible,
smiling as Saul's back arches to the sound. "Stay still," I remind
him.

He nods, but doesn't reply otherwise, so I slap
his glorious ass again. It bounces as the smack echoes, followed by
his grunt as his neck bends back to expose his throat. I rub the
ass cheek, glancing at Victoria over Saul's shoulder. A wicked grin
is spread across her lips, and she nods at me when Saul continues
to remain silent.

I smack his ass, he groans and she gasps as he
moves inside her. "Stay still," I command again.

"Yes, sir!" He glances over his shoulder at me
with love and excitement in his eyes. "Thank you."

"My pleasure, darlin'," I wink as I drizzle the
lube down between his ass cheeks.

His thigh muscles quiver in a desire to move,
but Saul does his best to remain still. I reward the effort by
planting both hands on his ass, spreading his cheeks and running my
tongue along the exposed line from taint to tailbone. The roaring,
uninhibited moan he lets out has my cock ready to burst.

"Austin," he whimpers.
"
Fuck..."

"Not yet, but soon," I promise, then tongue that
sweet hole again as my lubed fingers slide between him and
Victoria. I feel her hand take my wrist, guiding me to her clit.
When my fingers make contact with the piercing centered there, I
think her and Saul both almost come.

"Yes!" she shouts, her back
arching against the sheets as Saul actually fucking
growls
.

"Holy shit," he exhales. "Hold
still, Vickie.
Please
."

Their pleasured exclamations have me grasping at
the last threads of my control. While I'd love to drag this
experience out, I know none of us are going to last much longer.
Kneeling behind him, I tap my cock against his entrance, then push
one finger inside.

Damn, he's already so loose. I switch to two
then three fingers. A little wiggle of his butt lets me know he
wants more than my fingers, so I tap him with my cock again.
"Ready, darlin'?"

"Yes, please," he glances over his shoulder at
me then looks to Victoria. "Ready, honey?"

"Please," she cups his cheek then moves that
hand to hold my arm. "I love you both."

"I love you both," I return her smile as I slide
into Saul.

He grunts, then relaxes with a shiver before I
feel his hips thrusting forward into Victoria. "I love you both,"
he clenches out. "So. Damn. Much."

With every word, his hips are thrusting back,
taking my cock all the way in, then thrusting forward, filling
Victoria and expelling a gasp from her open mouth. With Saul doing
the work between us, I shift my weight and free a hand to play with
Victoria's clit again. The lightest touch has her writhing beneath
us, her gasps becoming short and highlighted by high-pitched,
keening moans.

"Don't stop," she pleads before her eyes roll
back and I watch in pleasured wonder as she comes unraveled.

"Holy fuck!" Saul cries out, her orgasm
cascading into him.

Taking both his hips back into my hands, I pound
into his ass, hitting against the spot to send him careening over
the edge. With each hard thrust, he's forced deeper into Victoria,
making her call out incoherent words that sound like love. He joins
her call, his whole body vibrating beneath me as his prostate pumps
and his ass holds me tight.

I feel every move, every release. Every sound
they make is music to my heart. It's music so loud, I lose myself
in it and don't realize when my own deep-throated yell joins them.
My orgasm crashes down on me with an impact that stops my heart.
White lights and brilliant fire.

Damn, I think this is that whole 'seeing stars'
you read about in romance novels. Those stars are real, and stay
with me until I remember I need to breathe. The air fills my lungs
in a rush as I fall back with ass to heels, my hands still grasping
tightly onto Saul's hips.

Heavy panting fills the room as all three of us
try to catch our breath. My chest aches from where my heart tried
to leave it, my vision is still blurred with black spots and my
mind is trying to make all those sensation last. I don't have words
to describe it. Hell, I don't even know my own name right now.

"You," Saul huffs, short-winded. "You alright...
back there?"

I reply, but it's in Spanish, so Saul and
Victoria share a laugh. Actually, Victoria's giggling. I don't
think I've ever heard that woman giggle.

"No ha-bla
es-spa'nol," Saul brutalizes the pronunciation, making me
chuckle in my delirious state.

It makes Victoria giggle more, as she tries to
translate for Saul. "He said," she sucks in a snorted breath, "that
he can't feel his legs, but the rest of him is great."

"
¡
S
í, me estoy tirando
fantástica!
" Yeah, I'm pretty sure that
incredible orgasm has fried my language... processing... whatever.
I'm thinking in English, but it's all coming out
Spanish.

"Alright there, Wilfredo," Saul barely gets out
before falling over to the side, giggling with Victoria. "We done
broke his damn brain, Vickie."

"I think that goes for all of us," Victoria
exhales.

And it's true. We're all floating on a euphoric,
post-orgasmic bliss. I can tell, from the shocked expressions under
their laughing, that they were blown away by what just happened,
too.

As the laughter ebbs, I uncurl
my legs and attempt to stand. The wobbly state of my legs leads to
more laughter and Saul telling me to just come back to bed. I need
to clean up, though. It's the
only
downside to not using a condom with Saul.

"
Un
momento
," I hold up a finger then stumble my
way down the hall towards the bathroom. After cleaning up, I splash
my face with cold water to try and reconnect whatever wires in my
head got knocked loose. Looking in the mirror, I notice my pupils
are blown and I'm still grinning like a fool. With the way I'm
feeling, I'll probably be grinning like this for a week.

Hope that's not frowned upon in church.

A nervous jitter shutters through me as I
consider the coming Sunday. I haven't stepped foot in a church
since Momma skipped town to go live with Papi in Mexico. I figure I
got enough to answer for, that it wouldn't surprise me if the Lord
decided to shoot my ass with a lightning bolt as soon as I touch a
boot down in the parking lot.

Ai yai.
I exhale,
trying to ignore the encroaching doubt and hang onto the happiness
I just experienced. Grabbing a warm, damp rag and a towel, I head
back towards the master bedroom. What I find stops me in the
doorway.

Saul's nestled into Victoria's arms, his golden
hair a halo, and a sweet smile on his lips. Victoria's hand is
stroking through his hair while her other hand holds his. They both
have their eyes closed, content in each other's arms. It's
beautiful, and it makes my smile grow a touch wider.

They need this, I think. Saul and I got our time
together yesterday. He and Victoria deserve some time alone, too. I
try not to let it affect me, but I can't deny how much I'd love to
crawl into bed with them and share in the moment. Setting the towel
and rag down on the dresser, I turn to silently make my way to the
spare room for some recovery.

"Austin?" Victoria's tired question calls to my
back.

Saul yawns. "Where ya' goin', cowboy?"

"I thought you two could use some time alone," I
shrug lightly, trying not to broadcast how much I don't want to
go.

"
Estupido,"
Saul mutters in a perfect impression of my voice.
"Get yer sexy ass in this bed, amigo."

"Please," Victoria smiles. "It's not the same
without you. Not anymore."

Damn
. Now, I'm trying
to not cry.

I silently clean Saul's pepperminted ass, then
gently towel the sheen of sweat from Victoria's body. They quietly
express their appreciation through exhausted mumbles and loving
smiles. Taking care of them this way is special to me; a moment I
don't want to forget and hope to repeat over and over in the years
to come.