Summer's Indiscretion (19 page)

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Summer sighed happily as she set the small bistro-style table on the back porch. She put out everything, plates, silverware, and pretty glassware, even though she knew it wasn’t necessary. They could just as easily have eaten from Styrofoam cartons with plastic utensils, but she wanted to give the evening a little more romance. Kemp had called to say he was on the way with their food. She didn’t have any idea where he’d gone, but it had taken a while for him to get back.

She smiled as she gazed around the backyard. The ambient effect of the new outdoor lighting was very pleasing to her. The welcoming gazebo stood off in the yard, the interior illuminated by the strands of small white bulbs hung inside it providing just enough light. She admired the newly renovated porch again. Some of the rosebushes in the new flowerbeds surrounding it were already budding.

Ace opened the back door and brought out the pitcher of tea she’d made and the bottle of wine he’d removed the cork from earlier in the day. “Kemp just pulled up.”

“Good. Are you hungry?”

“Starving,” Ace replied quietly. His tone was at once reserved and intense. She looked up into his eyes and saw her own emotions reflected at her.
Yeah. We’re so not making it home tonight. At least not for a few hours.

He placed wine glasses at each setting and poured the wine. She was glad he knew something about wine because she knew very little.

Kemp came through the back door, carrying bags with the restaurant logo emblazoned on them.

“You went to Tessa’s to pick up supper?” Summer had heard good things about Tessa’s, and not just about the exceptional food. Tessa’s offered a unique, private dining experience if a reservation could be had.

Kemp replied, “Yes. We’d like to take you there some time, but they have a waiting list for the private dining booths right now.” Turning to Ace, he said, “I put our names on the list.”

“Good. We’ll make it a special occasion.”

“In the meantime they were happy to put supper together for us.”

He sat the bag on the side table and removed the boxes. A succulent aroma of spices and grilled meats filled the air.

“Yum. What did you get?” she asked as her mouth began to water.

“Shrimp and vegetable kebabs, rare tenderloin with mushrooms, and lobster tail. You can have your pick. There are also vegetables, and this,” he said, holding up a separate bag, “contains salad, bread sticks, and dessert.”

Ace asked, “What’s for dessert?” Summer watched a slow, sexy smile flit across his lips.

Me, baby, if I’m lucky.

Kemp caught Ace’s suggestive tone and replied, “Tessa’s signature tiramisu. I’ll go put it in the refrigerator so it stays cold.”

When Kemp returned they sat down to the meal and began picking and choosing from the containers. Everything smelled delicious, and her stomach growled hungrily.

Despite her hunger pangs, her appetite was small. She enjoyed the food tremendously, but her thoughts were wholly on the rest of the evening.

They talked quietly with her and inquired how everything tasted. She accidentally dropped her napkin, and Ace bent to pick it up, placed it back in her lap, and his hand remained on her thigh.

The soft summer breeze blew a lock of her hair against her lips, and Kemp reached out to smooth it back before she could make a move. He smiled warmly at her, love in his green eyes, and leaned forward to brush his full lips against her cheekbone.

The heat that had been simmering in her blood all evening flamed a little brighter inside her, and her pussy trembled with longing. Ace stroked her leg, his fingers shifting to her inner thigh over her skirt, and kissed her other cheekbone. The quivering inside her grew as she looked into their eyes and saw the hot desire they no longer had to deny.

“Finish your tenderloin, kitten. We have
all
night.”

Her mind made the journey to Ace’s house, to all the different places in it and around it that she wanted to play. The hot tub. The poolside bed. The garden room. His gigantic bed in the master suite. The bathtub. Visually ticking off each location fueled the heat inside her, but she knew the perfect place to start the evening.

The meal was finished in silence, and a knife could’ve been used to cut the tension. Ace started a sink of soapy water, and Kemp brought in the dishes and other things while Summer put away the large amount of leftovers. It was all achieved in a matter of a few efficiently used minutes. The shop was locked up tight and the quiet of the night descended around her as she flipped off the lights on the back-porch area but left on the dim strand of lights inside the gazebo. They were there more for ambience than to actually be helpful as a light source, and she was thrilled with the effect. The soft music of crickets filled the air.

Sensing their dual presence behind her in the doorway, she made a bold decision. The heat in their eyes when she turned to look up at them told her they would follow wherever she led in this moment. She wanted them now.

She watched their faces as she reached for the tiny pearl buttons on the front of her sheer gauze top. They were riveted as she loosed each button from its hole. She carefully slid the delicate top from her shoulders and laid it over the back of one of the chairs they’d sat in earlier. The camisole she’d worn beneath the top followed. Leaving her in her white lace push-up bra. She pushed down the elastic waist on the matching layered gauze skirt to reveal the white lace cheeky shorts beneath it. She slipped her feet from the silver beaded and sequined thong sandals she’d worn and left it all on the porch.

Smiling in invitation, she turned her back on them and strolled down the steps and across the still-hot flagstone walk that led out to the gazebo. She wished she could see their faces and wondered if they been able to make out the lace-up backside of the cheeky shorts. If they had, it wasn’t the only thing they would discover about the lace undergarment in a minute.

She heard movement behind her and turned to watch them as she mounted the steps to the subtly lit gazebo. They were right behind her, unbuttoning their shirts. She smiled as she stood and watched them both undress, their nimble fingers fumbling over suddenly uncooperative buttons. Summer smiled when Kemp jerked on the last one and she heard it snap and ricochet across the structure. They kept their eyes on her as they undressed until finally they were down to their underwear and then nothing but their bare skin. The sight of them naked and looking ready to take her made her pussy pulse wildly and burn to feel them inside her.

Ace’s dark eyes burned with desire as he said, “Kitten, are you ready for us?”

She bit her lip as she looked him over. He was so tall and broad at the chest and shoulders, so strong but so gentle and skilled with his hands. He wanted to know if she was ready for them, which told her his primary concern was still her well-being, but she doubted it was possible to be more ready for them.

“Ace, I want this tonight more than I’ve ever wanted anything. I need you. Both of you.”

They’d asked her earlier in the week if she’d mind going bareback tonight, assuring her they had both been tested at their yearly checkups just a few months before. She was on the pill, so tonight was going to be a barrier-free first night. She couldn’t imagine it happening more perfectly unless they gave her the true ménage she was now craving. She wanted them both at the same time. She had a feeling they might balk since this was their first time together but hoped they would concede to her wishes. She had a clean bill of health, and she was ready to trust her instincts with them.

Kemp removed a tube of lubricant from one of his pants pockets and placed it on the cushioned bench nearby. She smiled in relief, having forgotten to grab some before she’d made her decision and stripped for them.

“Thank you, Kemp. I have a feeling we’re going to need that.”

Kemp chuckled quietly and said, “I wanted to be prepared, darlin’.” He stood before her, letting her look her fill of him. He was a big man. His chest was a solid wall of muscle leading down to tight abs and a trim waist. His thighs were as thick as tree trunks and heavily muscled, too. She was glad for his physical strength because she loved the way he carried her around as if she weighed nothing. His green eyes were soft and filled with desire as he drew close to her, and she pressed her breasts against his hard chest. Despite the lingering heat, she was comforted by his warmth.

They closed in on either side of her, and a ripple of nervous excitement shot through her. “I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” She looked from one to the other as Ace caressed her hips. “Both of you, together.”

Ace’s black eyebrows knit together in a momentary frown. “Are you sure, kitten? Our first time together?”

“I’m completely healed and it’s been on my mind all week.”

“But given your first experience, wouldn’t you rather ease into a ménage more gradually? I think you should take time to get used to sex with us individually first, don’t you?”

Ace looked genuinely concerned, and that was when she knew he really loved her. She’d never dated a guy who she wasn’t willing to bet would rush into a threesome at the barest mention of the word.

“No. Your concern for my welfare makes me want it even more. I know you both will take it slow. It’ll be so good, I’ll forget that other experience altogether.”

Kemp traced his hands up her abdomen and gently cupped her breasts. “You trust us that much, darlin’? You really want it?”

“More than you can imagine.” She moaned when his thumbs brushed over her lace-covered nipples and a trickle of her juices seeped from her cunt. She bit her lip as her clit throbbed, and a hard ache began in her pelvis. “I need you.” She spoke the words to both of them, and they must have understood that was her intention because they both responded simultaneously.

Kemp took her lips in a kiss that seared her nerve endings from the tips of her toes all the way to her hair follicles while continuing to stroke her nipples through the lace of her bra. Ace’s strong arms wrapped around her middle, and she could feel the heat of his large erection pressed against her ass. She trembled when he slid a hand down to her lace-covered mound, and they moaned together when his fingers slid though the split at the crotch and into the slippery juices of her cunt. Ace’s finger slid through her opening, and her pussy clenched in need for more.

“Damn, you’re full of surprises, kitten,” he said in a deep, growly-sounding voice. Kemp opened his eyes and looked questioningly over her shoulder at Ace, and he explained, “Her little panties are split up the middle for easy access.”

Kemp gave her a slow, sexy smile. “You don’t say? I guess I should investigate for myself.”

Summer’s voice was shaky when she whispered, “Yes, you should. Especially since I wore them to please
both
of you.”

“The way you dress always pleases us. But trust me when I say that we love what you put
inside
your clothes even more, kitten.”

Summer giggled and wiggled her ass against him then moaned again as Kemp’s fingers joined Ace’s in stroking her sopping wet cunt.

Kemp said, “Darlin’, you’re so wet. Do you like being out here with us, naked?”

Summer chortled again and said, “I’m not naked. You’re naked. I still have clothes on.”

“Well, we need to remedy that,” Ace replied as he loosed the hooks on the back closure of her bra. He eased it from her and dropped it on their pile of clothing. The warm, humid air kissed her nipples, and they stood up in tight points as Kemp stroked them directly with his thumbs.

Ace slipped her panties off her hips, and they fluttered down to her ankles, and she stepped from them. Kemp pulled her to the cushion where he’d left the lubricant. He sat down and patted his thigh, indicating she should pillow her head on it. She intended to do more than use him for a pillow. She lay down and allowed Ace to position her to his will. She turned her head and licked Kemp’s balls and the underside of his cock. Kemp groaned and caressed her cheek as he gazed down at her. In her current position there was no way she could reach the head of his cock, so she contented herself with licking what she could reach.

Ace’s hot mouth descended on her pussy, and she arched her back in pleased surprise. She would’ve fallen from the bench if Kemp hadn’t been holding on to her. Ace licked at her pussy with wicked abandon for several minutes and suckled at her already pulsing clit until her pussy clenched and she panted and moaned in orgasm. Ace growled happily and tormented her clit a moment longer as each wave of sensation washed over her.

Once the use of her extremities returned, Summer carefully placed her elbows on the cushion and propped herself up so she could reach the head of Kemp’s cock. Unsatisfied that Ace was neglected, she sat up and motioned Ace to come stand close. She knelt on the comfy cushion and grasped both of their cocks at the base and took turns suckling them. She tortured Kemp, tonguing the head of his cock and kissing it until he groaned in need. She turned to Ace and gave him the same attention. With each round she took them deeper and suckled a little harder until they both stopped her.

“Enough teasing, kitten. Kemp wants to taste your pussy and then we’re going to fuck you together.” His words were vulgar, but his tone was strained, and she thought maybe they needed the moment to gain control before moving on.

Kemp flipped her gently onto her back, using care that she didn’t hit her head on the wooden framework of the gazebo. He lifted her hips from the cushion as though she weighed nothing and dove for her pussy almost hungrily. Ace bent over her and tongued her nipples, teasing her now with his flicking tongue.