Shifting Gears (12 page)

Sloan giggled from his side then cupped his cheek in her palm. She angled his face toward her then kissed him with a brush of her lips, lighter than a butterfly. “Don’t start pretending now, Marco. You told me how horny it made you to touch them both.”

Holy shit, he’d never spoken of the incident with Sebastian and Lynn. Not since that night. Admitting his extra-dirty streak freaked him out. He ended up one-down from Sebastian enough. He didn’t need to add this to the pile.

“So you guys are trying to ambush me?” He leapt from the bed, putting his back to the wall.

“No,
amico.
That’s not it at all.” Sebastian held his hands out and inched toward Mark. The navigator took baby steps backward until his shoulders hit the solid surface behind him. “It’s… I wondered if you were interested in experimenting a little more. Our Cougars are hot to watch us. Together. They promise they’ll make it worth our while. Imagine. A foursome, Marco. With the women we love. And each other.”

“You thought that if you all ganged up on me, I’d bend over for Bastian?” He accepted the panic and rage overtaking him as though he were a bull facing down a matador but he couldn’t contain it a moment longer. Not after all this time. He swept the glasses and ice bucket from the table by his side. “Like always!”

“They were right.” Sebastian halted the cycle of anger, betrayal and humiliation spiraling out of control when he staggered as through sucker-punched, one hand clutching his chest. Lynn rushed to Bastian’s side, shooting Mark a look that flipped between regret and anger for hurting her mate. “How did I miss it? I had
no idea
you felt like that.”

“Fuck.” Mark spun, slapping his palms on the wall then attempting to regain mastery of his bellowing breath. The comfort of Sloan’s delicate grasp encircled his waist. She rested her check on his spine. Having her near leached his anger, replacing it with shame. “I’m sorry, Bastian.”

He looked over his shoulder at the man smothering his fiancée in a desperate embrace. Despite everything bubbling to the surface, Mark still cared. He hadn’t intended to hurt the other man. Sebastian wasn’t to blame for Mark’s moronic insecurities. He crossed to his friend then knocked him on the shoulder.

“It’s not you. You’ve never treated me as anything but a brother, more than. It’s the rest of the world that’s the problem.” He glanced up at the two women in the room. Big mistake. Both had giant diamond tears sparkling on their pretty cheeks.

Sebastian released Lynn then clapped Mark on the back in a double-armed clinch; he chose not to think of it as a hug. “I should have seen how it ate at you. I should have stopped it. Let me make it up to you.”

“That’s not necessary.”
And impossible
. Mark shook his head but Sebastian kept talking.

“I haven’t been able to scrub that night on the jet out of my mind. When you touched me…” Sebastian shuddered. “It drove me insane. Lynn and I have been…fooling around…but it’s not the same. I’m curious.”

Mark hated to disappoint the other man but, no matter how skilled Sebastian might be in bed, he wasn’t going to fix this with a couple of stellar orgasms at the price of Mark’s last shred of dignity.

No way.

“I can’t do that with you.” Mark feared losing his best friend when he saw the disappointment crushing Sebastian. “The thought of being fucked in the ass doesn’t do it for me. I’m so sorry. If I would let anyone, I’d let you. I just…can’t.”

“You still don’t understand.” Sebastian tilted his head then spelled it out. “I’m asking
you
to fuck
me
. Please,
amico
.”

Chapter Ten

“You want
me
to fuck
you
?” Mark couldn’t believe his ears.

He looked to Sloan then Lynn to see if anyone else had heard the insanity Bastian spouted, but both women seemed eager for his response. Hopeful and excited.

What the hell? Sure, he’d thought about it a million times since the night six months ago when he’d lost it all over Bastian’s shin, but he’d tried to put it out of his mind, convince himself the thrill stemmed from something novel. Something freaky they’d never tried.

God knew, there weren’t a lot of things left in that category.

But now they both stood face-to-face, giant wood straining the front of their sweats.

“Yeah.” Bastian couldn’t seem to say more than that. Mark couldn’t blame the man. All the extra blood in the driver’s body must have rushed between his legs to produce the mammoth erection tenting the front of his pants.

Holy shit, Bastian wasn’t joking—wasn’t offering simply to make up for some imagined slight. He really wanted to try this.

“Whoa.” Mark plopped onto the bed. Bad idea since it put him at eye level with Sebastian’s full cock. “And you two are okay with it?”

He spun to face Sloan, noting the spots of heat on her cheeks. Her nipples formed visible bumps beneath her nightgown.

Lynn broke the silence. “Sloan and I think it’s one of the most provocative ideas we could dream up.”

“We read about stuff like this but never imagined we’d be…”

“So lucky.”

Now they finished each other’s sentences? Oh fuck, he and Bastian were in deep shit.

“Mmm.” He recognized the aroused moan from Sloan.

The attraction radiating from the three people he cared about most started to affect him. His heart raced, pumping blood to inflate his half-hard cock at record speed. “Tonight?”

“Right now,” Sebastian insisted. “I can’t stand the wait. I’ve been avoiding asking for months. Don’t make me wonder. Yes or no, Mark?”

“Yes.” The word flew from his lips without thought.

Before he could retract it, Sebastian released a stream of curses interspersed with prayer in rapid-fire Italian then whipped his jogging pants to his ankles. He stepped out of the slippery fabric, leaving himself exposed. Not the first time Mark had seen all of his friend, but the only time he’d imagined touching him with intent instead of the contact that occurred due to the proximity of their bodies during a threesome.

Not that those accidental caresses had disgusted him. Far from it.

Sebastian rummaged through the pockets of the garment, tossed a tube of lube on the bed then dropped the pants to the floor along with his shirt and socks, immediately forgotten.

“Come up here, Bastian.” Lynn encouraged her fiancé to climb onto the bed beside her. The sight of their fierce kiss aroused Mark further. He noticed Sloan looking on, fascinated. Her fingers had latched on to her distended nipple.

Oh holy mother of all wicked dreams, this had the potential to be the best night of his life. Still, he refused to jeopardize his budding relationship. “Will this change how you feel about me, Sloan? Us?”

“Only to make me want you more.” She licked her finger then swirled it around the satin-covered point until the fabric grew damp and translucent. “I’m so wet right now I think I need a towel.”

“No.” The objection came from Lynn, startling them all. “I have a better idea.”

She lay on her back on the bed, her feet hanging off the end, her knees bent at the edge of the mattress. “I’m going to suck Bastian while Mark prepares him.”

Mark couldn’t say who groaned loudest.

“Let Bastian take care of Sloan.” Lynn winked at her. “He has a very skilled mouth.”

“Are you okay with that?” Sloan checked in with Mark.

“
Dio
, yes.” The possibility had him hard as a rock. “Find pleasure however you can. It’s always thrilled me to watch him satisfy our women. I didn’t think I’d be able to share that with you.”

He looked to Lynn, who smiled up at them. “Thank you.”

“No, thank you.” She licked her lips. “You have no idea how bad I want to watch you fuck Bastian. I could come from thinking about it. Hell, I
have
come while imagining it.”

She slithered free of her dress while they observed then trailed her fingers along the center of her body until her fingers buried in her pussy.

Mark shot a glance at Sloan, impressed to see her taking it all in, not averting her gaze from Lynn. A true connoisseur of all things pleasurable, Sloan seemed to appreciate Lynn’s sensuality.

“You’re lucky, Bastian.” Sloan smiled at his best friend. “Lynn’s one smoking Cougar.”

Sebastian couldn’t answer when his woman crooked her finger. Instead, he jumped to obey her command. He knelt with one leg on either side of her shoulders then fed his fiancée his cock.

Sloan and Mark both stared at the licentious display. When Bastian dipped his torso, reaching behind him to spread his ass, his shoulders hit the bed and he turned his face to rest on the duvet.

“Wow.”

He couldn’t have said it better than Sloan. Nestled in the pucker of Bastian’s ass, an anal plug stretched his friend’s hot hole.

Sloan leaned in for a better view, petting Bastian’s flank as Mark approached the end of the bed. Sebastian moaned when she trailed a finger around the base of the object. Mark wondered what it felt like, so he mimicked her exploration.

Bastian glided his cock between his fiancée’s lips, rocking into Mark and Sloan’s questing fingers on each back stroke. With his free hand, Mark grabbed his cock through his clothes, priming it. The tingle in his balls proclaimed it a bad idea if he wanted to last long enough to push inside his friend’s virgin ass.

“I don’t think I can take this slow, Bastian.”

Mark panted as he tugged on the base of the embedded device. It resisted exiting Sebastian’s clenched ring of muscle until he increased the pressure. Then it slipped free, revealing a spread orifice that tempted him to surround his cock in its heat.

All the while, Sloan riled both him and Bastian with a series of caresses that drove him nuts. When she reached over to pinch Mark’s nipple through his shirt, his entire body sang. She peeked up at him.

“What do you want, Sloan?”

“Can I put you inside him?” She ratcheted his arousal higher with her request.

Lynn moaned, inspiring a curse from Sebastian at the vibration. The tips of the other woman’s fingers came into view as she fondled her lover’s balls.

“Yes, yes.” Excitement overwhelmed Mark, damning him to immobility.

“Then you better get naked. Quick.” Sloan snapped him out of it.

Mark ripped off his pants as he peeled his shirt away. By the time the cotton hit the carpet, Sloan had wrapped her dainty fist around his shaft and aimed the head of his erection at Bastian’s ass.

He could thrust inside in a nanosecond. The forbidden channel beckoned him, the opening contracting as Sebastian jabbed his cock into Lynn’s mouth with tiny strokes.

“Are you ready?” Sloan took over, pacing the encounter when Mark could not. She painted Bastian’s entrance with the fluid dripping from the head of Mark’s cock then added a generous drizzle of lubrication.

Both men shuddered at the cool gel moisturizing their skin.

“Yes.” Bastian huffed then got bossy, a hint of the man they knew and loved seeping through his submissive offering. “Feed me his cock then put your soaked pussy under my mouth before I explode. It’s not going to be a marathon affair. Not this time.”

“I don’t think you’re the only one about to blow.” All four of them struggled to control their breathing.

When they chatted too long, Lynn reached around and smacked Bastian’s ass. Hard.

“Not helping,” he growled.

“Hurry.” Mark and Sebastian said in unison.

Sloan wrapped her fingers tighter around Mark’s erection then guided him toward his target. He sank the barest amount inside Bastian’s tight, scalding passage and feared he’d shoot right then and there. His head tipped backward and the tendons in his neck tensed until they raised prominently.

When he lodged in the constricting muscle, Sloan encouraged him to reverse his motion then plunge forward again as she glazed him with more lube. The strength of Bastian’s initial resistance surprised Mark. How tight had his friend been before the toy?

The thought made his muscles twitch, ramming him through the final barrier. He sank halfway into Bastian’s ass. Sebastian grunted below him and Sloan whispered soothing praise as she stroked his back, his shoulders, his neck.

Mark infiltrated bit by bit until his abdomen rested on Sebastian’s flank. He couldn’t believe the sight before him—Bastian writhing as he accepted Mark’s entire shaft, surrendering to his wishes. Loving his supplication and begging for more with twitches of his ass. Rampant lust assaulted Mark, driving him crazy with ecstasy. But the fantasy wasn’t complete.

“Sloan, move up there. Let Bastian service you.” Mark fucked Bastian with one long, hard lunge when his Cougar spread her legs on either side of the man’s head.

“Eat her,
amico
.” Mark fucked steady and strong now, relishing the moans, curses and entreaties that fell from his friends’ lips. “Do a good job and I’ll fill you with my come.”

Sebastian didn’t wait to hear more. He gripped Sloan’s upper thighs and dragged her into position. His lips latched around her clit and he sucked. His throat worked as he flicked his tongue over the pretty pink lips and sipped the honey from her drenched folds.

Without additional direction, he buried two fingers in Sloan’s pussy. Each reintroduction of Mark’s cock into the man’s virgin ass spurred Sebastian to pay it forward to Sloan, driving his hand into her saturated pussy.

“Bastian, you feel so fucking good. So hot. Tight. Rough. Solid. Different.” Mark felt Lynn’s thighs tense at his description. He assumed she played with herself as she sucked Sebastian, his friend…his lover.

Mark decided to torture the woman. Next time he’d ensure she had a ringside seat for the show. “Can’t believe we never did this before. I could fuck you all day long. Do you like it when I ram deep?”

He demonstrated with a couple fierce poundings of his hips, secure in his faith of Bastian’s durability.

Sebastian grunted then devoured Sloan’s pussy, communicating in a primal language they all understood.

“Good. I like banging you hard. You can take it, right,
amico?
”

The entire bed shook when Lynn climaxed beneath them without warning. She writhed between his legs, inspiring Mark to move faster—vigorous and demanding.