The Sextet - Occupational Hazards [The Sextet Anthology, Volume 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

“Be careful, Angel,” Derrick warned. “He’s already about to blow.”

Angelica let go of his tongue instantly. “I’m sorry, Luke. I thought you liked it rough. Never did that before. At least, I don’t
think
I have.” Ducking her head, she raked a hand through her hair. “I must be losing my mind.”

“No problem,” Luke gasped. “But he’s right. I can’t take much more.”

“Good thing I have the perfect solution,” Ty said, lifting Angelica off her feet. “Let’s take this to the bed.” Scooping up her legs, he added, “I hope you’re ready for a triple play, sweetheart, ’cause we’re
all
about to lose control.”

His mind and body were in such torment that Luke could barely put one foot in front of the other. He was stumbling along behind Ty when Derrick took his arm. “You okay?”

“I honestly don’t know,” Luke replied. “She’s got me so stoked I’m shaking like a leaf.”

“Me, too,” Derrick confided. “We could so easily blow this whole thing—”

Ty paused at the threshold to the bedroom. “Hey, are you two coming, or do I get to do this all by myself?”

“Hell, no, you don’t get to do it all by yourself,” Derrick shot back. “We’re in this together. All the way.” He glanced at Luke. “Right?”

“Right.” Luke took a deep breath. Ty’s jibe had helped enormously. He had control of himself now. “Just ’cause I’m so fuckin’ hard I can hardly walk doesn’t mean you get to start without me.”

Ty snickered. “Hear that, Angel? That’s what you do to him.” Nuzzling her ear, he added, “And you do the same thing to me. You’ve got some serious power over us, baby.”

“Oh, I do not,” Angelica protested. “You guys are the ones with the power. You’ve got me saying and doing and feeling things I’ve never even imagined before. It’s kinda freaking me out.”

Derrick pulled back the blankets. “But in a good way, right?”

“Oh, yeah.”

Not wasting a moment, he rolled onto her and dove straight into her slit. “Oh, wow. I just love doing that. Can’t do that to an ass.”

“You’d better not,” Angelica gasped. “Holy shit. I think I’m gonna—” She snapped up off the bed so fast she and Derrick nearly bonked heads.

“Come?” Derrick wiggled his butt, making her body jackknife once again.

Luke stood there staring for a long, breathless moment and then sprang into action. After a quick dash into the bathroom for a towel, he was back, just as Derrick rolled over, taking Angelica with him. She lay with her tits smashed into his chest, straddling his hips with her gorgeous ass staring Luke right in the face. Again.

This time he didn’t hesitate. Derrick was still pumping his dick into her slick cunt, and that along with the clear view of her anus nearly drove Luke insane with lust. Snatching up a bottle of lube from the bedside table, he squirted it between her butt cheeks and then slathered it on his meat. Pausing only to dry his hands on the towel to ensure a good grip, he grabbed her hips, pressing his blunt head against her tight hole.

Swiveling her head around, Angelica tossed him a quick grin. “Not wasting any time, are you, Luke?”

Luke shook his head. “I’ll do my best to be careful, Angel, but I’d hate to make you a promise I can’t keep.”

His heart skipped a dozen or so beats as she wiggled her butt, making Derrick’s balls jiggle and his own dick drool. “Go for it, then. Fuck my ass.”

Wrapping his hand around his dick, he thrust into her as gently as he could. Having his hand there would prevent him from going in too deep at first, but there was still plenty of cock to impale her with. Rubbing circles around the rim, he tried to hold back, but the thought of thrusting through that tight, muscular ring taunted him.

Ty climbed onto the bed, crawling forward on his knees until his nuts were suspended above Derrick’s mouth. “Here, Angel. Suck on that, and you’ll be so full of hard cock, you won’t even feel him reaming your ass.”

Luke shook his head sadly. “If that’s what you think it’s like to have a dick in your butt, then you’ve got a lot to learn.” A shudder shook him as he pictured Ty fucking Angelica with Derrick’s meat in his mouth and Luke’s prick in his manhole. Ty would probably change his mind then. At that moment, Luke couldn’t decide which one of the three he’d rather fuck, which either meant that he was as much of a slut as Derrick or that he loved them all.

Backing off, he teased her puckered anus with a fingertip. Gliding in and out, he felt the smooth muscle squeezing his finger the way it would hug his dick. “Feel good, Angel?”

“Oh, yeah.” Moaning, she pushed back against his hand.

Luke pressed his palms together, his index fingers forming one small probe. Dragging them up her crack, he soaked them with the lube and then pushed in again. “Better?”

She ground her butt against his hands. “Much.”

“Want me to fuck you now?”

“Yes,” she hissed. “Do it!”

Luke moved in closer, his cock in hand to guide it into her ass. “Tighter, Angel. Squeeze me really hard.”

For someone who’d never done it before, she seemed to have an innate grasp of the technique. Tightening her sphincter, she rammed back against his groin.

Luke let out a yell as his head fell back, and his spine arched, driving his dick deep into her body. He could feel Derrick’s cock moving beneath his. He’d been unprepared for that aspect of it. It was like making love to both of them at the same time.

He tried to convince himself that this was for Angelica’s pleasure, not his, but it was an exercise in utter futility. Her tight ring gripped him as he thrust into her, each stroke cranking the heat up another notch. While Derrick braced her shoulders as he’d done that morning, giving her the best possible angle to suck Ty’s cock, he opened his mouth wide, letting Ty’s balls drop into his mouth. Luke shuddered. His entire body was one gigantic orgasm just waiting to happen.

“You’re killing me,” he moaned. “Oh, God. This is so
hot…
” Angelica’s round cheeks being split by his hard dick, Ty’s expression of total abandon as he got his cock and balls sucked at the same time, Derrick’s penis stroking firmly against his own. It was all too much. His senses completely overloaded, Luke reached a plateau and hung there, teetering on the precipice between arousal and ultimate fulfillment, knowing that if any of the others were to climax, he’d be right there with them.

Not surprisingly, Derrick was the first to go. His orgasmic shout was muffled by Ty’s balls, but Luke could feel the surge of Derrick’s cock against his own. Angelica froze for a brief moment and then bucked uncontrollably, nearly knocking Luke out of her tight passage. Luke’s hands were slipping on her moist skin, and he fought to maintain his position. No way was he going to come anywhere but in her sweet little ass. Ty went next, his head flung back, his hands tangled in Angelica’s hair as he unloaded in her mouth.

Moving on pure instinct, Luke kept right on fucking, feeling, surging until the dam finally cracked, unleashing his seed. Driving in to the hilt, Luke ejaculated, his cum flooding into her, leaving his cock awash in its own thick semen.

“Oh, God, Luke,” Angelica gasped.
“
Please
, don’t stop. I can’t believe how incredible that feels.” She ground her cheeks against his groin, rotating his cock in her cream-filled ass. “I–oh–
fuck
.” Her body stiffened as she came again, forcing ecstatic cries from deep in her throat. Luke was already seeing stars, but kept on as she’d asked, his cock spitting out even more cum as his nuts contracted again and again, squeezing out every last drop until the well finally went dry.

* * * *

Angelica felt like a rag doll tossed into a pile of boy toys as the fragile pyramid they formed collapsed into a tangle of sweaty, sated bodies. Her womb was still in spasms, wrenching gasps and moans of ecstasy from her like never before.

Ecstasy.
That was the only word she could find to describe the feeling, but even so, it was inadequate, for what she felt was complete, all-consuming, mind-numbing pleasure. Nothing in her life could have prepared her for it, not even the fabulous sex they’d had earlier in the day.

As she lay there among the men who had given her that joy, she couldn’t help but wonder if that experience had primed her for this one. Would she have reached these same heights if they’d done this first, or was there more to it than that? Had the few hours spent in their company turned it into something deeper, more significant than a mere passing pleasure? Could it possibly be the result of the growing attachment she felt toward them?

Because she did feel something for them—something already quite strong and growing more powerful with each beat of her heart. Derrick was so adorably funny and sweet, Ty the kind of rock-solid man every woman longed to lean on, Luke the bad boy of many a wicked fantasy. Together, they had the potential to fill not only every niche in her body, but also the very depths of her soul. Was it greedy to want all of them even though they claimed to want her?

Should she agree to their proposal right now, or should she take a wait-and-see approach? After all, no one could make a decision of that magnitude based on the events of one day. They couldn’t expect her to. It was too soon, too fresh, too unorthodox an idea for a snap decision. Knowing that they would be with her at least until she ran out of money gave her breathing room. Not years, of course, but several weeks at the very least. And now there was the roof repair in addition to the other renovations. She could work alongside them during the day and make love with them at night. During that time she would make it a priority to get to know these three very different men and understand their moods as best she could, learning as much as possible about their personalities as well as their bodies. It was a process she was sure to enjoy, and then, when the job was finished, she could make an informed decision. All she needed was the time to sort it out.

Chapter 8

Eight weeks later…

Angelica tossed her worn-out paintbrush into the trash can and slammed the lid shut. “I never want to breathe in the smell of varnish again as long as I live.” The roof and the siding had been replaced, the new bathrooms added, the interior walls patched and given a fresh coat of paint, and the kitchen had undergone a major renovation. The main staircase had been the last job, and now it was finished.

Luke grinned as he took her in his arms. “Guess we won’t ever be able to talk you into helping out on our other jobs then, huh?”

“Not a chance,” she declared, though if Luke were to kiss her continuously, she might consider it. She had come to disagree with Derrick’s insistence that Ty was the best kisser. Ty might have been one of the most kind, loving, dependable men she’d ever met, and though he probably did kiss as well as Don Juan, she absolutely adored her wild Indian’s kisses. And her blond surfer dude’s.

“We need to celebrate,” Ty said, wrapping his arms around both of them, his groin nestled against her butt.

Swinging her hips, Angelica brushed back and forth across the stiff rod tucked in his pants, then paused in her exploration of Luke’s lips. “Dinner at Jake’s?”

Derrick chuckled wickedly. “You bet! But we’ll do that later. First things first.” Lifting her arms from where they were entwined around Luke’s neck, he slid his hands beneath her tank top to fondle her breasts. “Mmm…I just love it when you don’t wear a bra.”

“And I love it when you don’t wear pants,” she purred.

Ty unzipped his jeans. “What do you say we fuck each other senseless, take a shower, and then head out to Jake’s?”

Derrick pulled her top off over her head. “How is that different from any other night?”

“Dunno,” Luke murmured against her lips. “Maybe it isn’t.”

“Maybe it is,” Angelica said. “Maybe we’ll actually get to sleep late tomorrow.”

“Aw, you mean you don’t have any more breakfast recipes to try out on us?” Derrick pushed down her shorts as she wrestled with Luke’s belt buckle.

“Of course I do. I’m not even halfway through the list of stuff on that B and B website. What about a Mexican sausage casserole?” She smiled as Ty’s hot dick teased her buns. “Or I could do something more
creative.”

Ty’s lips brushed her ear. “I love it when you get creative.”

Derrick leaned in to suckle her breast. “Yeah. Makes us all very happy.”

“We can be creative too,” Luke said as he and Ty lifted her off her feet. Pressing their bodies together, they sandwiched her between them.

“But Derrick can’t suck my tits if you do that,” she moaned as their slick cocks slipped between her thighs to stroke her pussy lips. “And I can’t suck anyone’s cock.”