In a Chord (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (8 page)

And then it was gone. She was gone. Ash’s eyes popped open as he saw Keaton’s wicked grin.

“Oh no,” he said. “No coming yet. We got lots of time and so much to do with our lovely girlfriend.”

Hearing the words put a smile on Ash’s face, even though his dick throbbed. He desperately wanted to bury himself inside Momo’s hot cunt and ride her until they were both delirious, but he was curious to see what Keaton had up his sleeve.

He watched as Keaton pushed Momo’s face gently down to the bed, which thrust her ass out. He could see her pert little nipples hanging between her thighs. Keaton pulled her tiny panties over her hips and then away and down from her wet pussy. He picked up each leg to slide them off her. He brought them up to his nose to inhale her scent before tossing them somewhere behind him off the bed. Then he slid his hands back up her legs, to her thighs, his thumbs rising until they touched the valley formed by her now swollen pussy lips. She jumped and moaned, her hips wiggling for more. His index finger used the leaking wetness to coat his finger before easing it inside.

“Oh,” she moaned loudly.

“Your sweet little pussy is gripping me so tight,” Keaton murmured. “A hot little cave for my dick to slide in.”

He pulled out then pushed it back in, massaging her clit. From his vantage point, Ash could see the bliss transforming her face as Keaton rubbed over it again and again. He shifted closer to her until her head practically lay in his lap. Seeing his cock, she latched on right away, her warm mouth taking him in.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered as she started to blow him, her mouth sucking him deep as his hips pumped between her lips.

He saw Keaton slide another finger into her. The squelching sound penetrated the air as he finger fucked her. She didn’t last long. Ash felt her rhythm on his cock falter as she let out a huge gasp and moan. Her body quivered as she pushed herself back on Keaton’s fingers.

He clamped a hand at the base of his cock and squeezed hard, holding off his own orgasm. His heart was thundering in his chest, and he was lightheaded, but as tempting as her mouth was, he wanted to be buried deep inside her when he finally came. He felt that would somehow cement their union, all three of them, and he wanted to be with Keaton when that happened.

So he reluctantly pulled back out of her mouth. Keaton had withdrawn his fingers and was licking them clean. He gave Ash a knowing smile as they pulled Momo upright. She was practically purring. The scent of sex filled the air as they eased back, letting the moment cool them down. They had all night, and they didn’t want to rush things.

Ash flopped back onto the bed, his arms above his head as he watched Momo turn to give Keaton a heated kiss. His eyes roamed her body, her skin glowing mocha in the warm lighting. She had a tattoo on her left hip, a yin and yang symbolized with two dragons eating each other’s tail, their wings the line diving them. It was a cool ass tat.

Her body was slim, sleek, her muscles toned. He decided that he liked seeing Keaton’s hands upon her, exploring. His fingers dipped between her thighs. Her pussy was trimmed neatly, showing off the swollen lips. Momo was moaning and undulating upon his fingers, making little mewling noises that drove him wild.

She was so incredibly sexy. He wanted to have her ride him until he exploded with pleasure. He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out several condoms. He caught Keaton’s eye and held one up. Keaton nodded, his eyes obsidian with lust.

Ash rolled the condom over his throbbing member.

“Momo,” he said thickly. “Come ride me.”

She opened her eyes, saw his cock, and licked her lips. Keaton withdrew his hand, and she crawled on her hands and knees to Ash. He took her hips as she straddled him but let her take the lead. She lined herself up over his straining rod and began to lower herself down. Slowly, allowing her body to adjust to his size as she settled upon him, she bit her lower lip until she was seated firmly on him.

“Oh yes,” she said a bit breathlessly. “Oh yes, yes, yes.”

She began pumping, using her knees to raise herself up and down. For a few minutes he let her take the lead, her juice coating them and running down his thighs. Keaton moved in behind her and both men started touching her. Ash reached up to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples. She moaned each time he twisted and bucked a little wildly. He loved that she was into some pain with her pleasure.

Then Keaton was pushing her forward onto him, bringing her breasts flush on his chest. Ash loved feeling them rub against his hairless chest, skin to skin.

Then he knew Keaton was preparing her, even though he couldn’t see it. He imagined Keaton sliding his hand between her cheeks, finding her puckered other hole, and using his fingers to stretch her backdoor.

Momo moaned and became more agitated, squirming even as her hips still tried to buck on his cock. A moment later, Keaton was pressing into her, so Ash grabbed her hips to keep her still. He had actually never done this before so he was working off instinct. He pulled Momo’s hips down so he could slide out of her while Keaton was working his way in. And then she gasped at the same time that Keaton gasped, and her eyes flew open.

Ash knew Keaton was in.

At first their movements were awkward as they learned how to move together. As Ash surged forward, Keaton would retreat, and then as he pushed in, Ash backed out. It was a was a good way to learn how to work with each other, and Ash loved feeling Keaton like this, separated by only a thin membrane of skin.

He felt Momo quiver on top of him and realized she had just come, but her hips undulated, wanting more so he gladly gave. Their movements sped up, and he could feel her body tensing again, ready to have her next orgasm.

As the fire in his blood started raging out of control, his rhythm faltered. He started slamming into her, losing his mind on her cries of enjoyment. He used his hands on her hips to pull her deeper onto him. Keaton was moaning, and dimly, Ash realized Keaton was getting ready to climax, and the thought drove him wild.

“Oh! Oh my God!” Momo was crying in abandonment. “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!”

And then he felt Keaton’s dick swell and pulse as he came. He could actually feel it jerking inside her. In the next second, Momo cried as she flung her head back onto Keaton’s shoulder, her body shuddering as she creamed.

“Yes!” he cried, and exploded. He felt like he was pouring his life into her, unable to do nothing else but ride the wave.

And then they all collapsed into each other’s arms, panting and sweating. Ash was literally unable to move. His bones had liquefied, and he felt like he had died and gone to heaven a happy man.

Momo was on his chest, her body heaving as she gulped in deep breaths. He plopped out of her, and he reached down to grab himself, easing the condom off and tying it. He leaned over the bed and put it in the trash.

“That was fucking fantastic,” she murmured to them. “Now, next time, give me a little spanking and I’ll be one happy woman.”

And with that little statement, Ash’s cock twitched happily.

“So come on, man!” Taylor moaned. “What did they say?”

“Wait till Mike gets here,” Byron said.

“Mike Schmike!” Taylor said with a huff. He crossed his arms and flopped back on the couch, but his knee jittered crazily, belying his nervousness.

“You wouldn’t like it very much if we were saying Taylor Schmaylor if it was you, would you?” Momo shot at him.

Keaton laughed.

Taylor sent her a withering glance. “And what exactly are you still doing here?”

“Easy,” Ash warned.

“She’s part of the band now,” Keaton told him firmly. “Without her sound, Gil Johannson wouldn’t have offered us a deal memo.”

Taylor practically jumped out of his seat. “So we have it? We go in to talk to the entertainment lawyers?”

“Wait for Mike,” Byron all but growled to him.

“Fuck,” Taylor muttered under his breath as he crossed his arms again and pouted.

Keaton looked at Ash and rolled his eyes.

“Sorry I’m late!” Mike called out as he opened the repository’s door.

“Thank the fuck!” Taylor yelled, throwing his hands in the air.

“What’d I miss?” Mike asked.

“We waited for you,” Byron told him.

“So sit the fuck down so we can hear about us signing with Abca records,” Taylor retorted.

“Cool it, Taylor,” Keaton warned in a stern voice.

Mike plopped next to him, and Taylor fell quiet looking expectantly at Byron, Keaton, and Ash.

“The meeting went well,” Byron said. “As you know, Gil Johannson offered a deal memo to us, and today Keaton, Ash and I saw it. Basically it states that in addition to recording ‘Space,’ we write two more songs to show them what we got. We get to use their facilities, have use of their music editors, their mixers, we’ll get a producer and basically, guys…and girl…we’ve got our foot in the door.”

A round of cheers went around.

Byron held up his hands. “Wait. I want you to think about what’s in store for us. We start next week, and for one month, we have to put our balls to the wall. Yes, Momo, even you. Now, the big issue is our jobs. We all have them, but now it’s time to see if shifts can be worked around because, if not, then you have a choice to make.”

“Fuck jobs,” Taylor said.

“Yeah, I’m with Taylor on this one,” Mike replied.

Ash held up his hands. “I have no problem quitting the newspaper. I have some money saved up that can float me for a while.”

“My parents will help me out,” Momo added.

“All I am is a line cook,” Keaton said. “Those jobs are a dime a dozen.”

Byron nodded at each member. “Good. Now, if they like what we got to offer, then get ready for major work. This is just the tip of the iceberg. It’s going to be stressful, hateful, and there will be times when we can’t stand each other. But we push through because we’re professionals. Got it?”

“Were you a motivational speaker in another lifetime?” Keaton asked.

That was enough to diffuse the tension that had quickly developed with Byron’s speech. Everyone relaxed with a few chuckles.

“When do we go to work?” Mike asked.

“Monday,” Byron answered.

* * * *

The door had just closed behind the other guys when Ash swooped Momo into his arms and back-walked her toward the bedroom. His hands were full of ass cheek. Momo giggled as they bumped into the wall.

“Stop! I have to go to my apartment and grab some clothes.”

“We like you wearing nothing at all,” Ash murmured.

“Oh yeah? What about tomorrow when I go into work? Still want me to wear nothing?”

He pulled back and pretended to think about it. “Well, I don’t think I’d like to have other men and women ogling your heavenly body.”

“I know I wouldn’t,” Keaton replied, smiling at them. “But I have something to propose to both of you. Come on, let’s sit at the kitchen table.”

Ash took Momo’s hand and escorted her behind Keaton to the table. He raised his eyebrows and waited.

Keaton took a deep breath. “I was thinking Momo could move in with us, here. If, of course, you and she don’t mind the three of us living together.”

Ash slid his gaze to her. She was staring at Keaton in surprise, her mouth forming a little
o
shape.

“Momo?” Keaton asked.

“I, ah, well, living together is quite different then just having three-way sex,” she told him.

“Yes, I realize that,” he said. “But I thought we agreed we’re all in a relationship and not just having great sex. Ash?”

“I agree. Living together makes sense, Momo. Especially since we’re gonna have to cut corners financially.”

She leaned forward. “I’ll make a deal with you. I keep my apartment for another month. But I’ll live here just to make sure we actually get along. You and Ash have known each other your whole lives and have a routine, for lack of a better word, so let’s see if we can actually make this threesome work.”

“And if, by the end of the month, we’re in peaceful harmony, you’ll give up the apartment to live full time with us.”

“Deal,” she said. “But, as of right now, I need some clothes. So how about you two strong men escorting me home so I can pack some things. Then we can get back here, and Ash can give me a serious spanking, because I know I’ve been a naughty girl.”

She winked at Ash, who leered lasciviously at her.

“Now I’m gonna have a boner our entire way to her place.”

* * * *

“Hurry up!” She laughed at them as she hurried down the sidewalk.

“Wait, Momo!” Keaton grinned as he elbowed Ash. “I knew she’d love having your amazing hands on her ass.”

“I never thought this could happen,” Ash replied back, sending a warm, loving look at him. “That a woman could actually accept us, hell, complement us. You know, Keaton, I never thought of having anyone else but you in my life.”

“Hey,” Keaton said, briefly touching Ash’s arm, “you know I love you, right?”

Ash smiled. “Of course—”

“No,” Keaton interrupted. “Ash, I mean, I really love you. You’ve been my whole world since we were kids.”

They stopped walking and turned to stare at each other. “I know,” Ash said tenderly, running a finger over Keaton’s cheek. “I feel the same. I could never live without you.”

“Momo is just an extension of that love, Ash. A…chord, per se.”

Ash raised his eyebrows.

“We’re three notes in harmony.”

“You guys wanna go to my apartment for some alone time?” Momo murmured to them as she flung her arms around both of them. “I think I’d really like to see that. In fact, when we get back home, I think I’d like Keaton to be sandwiched between us this time.”

Keaton gasped, his cock instantly hardening in his pants as the vivid image played out in his mind. He leaned down and kissed her hard, his tongue sliding in to possess hers. When they broke for air, she took both their hands and pulled.

“Come on,” she said a bit breathlessly. “Let’s hurry. We’ve got so much to celebrate, and I can’t wait to feel Ash’s hand on my ass.”