What She Needs: Cape May, Book 3 (4 page)

Tory looked up. Con stood directly in front of her, hands fisted at his sides. She felt compelled to point out the obvious. “Um, I hate to break it to you, Con, but we’re involved in a threesome. That’s sort of what threesomes do. They have three-way sex.”

One corner of Con’s lips kicked up. “Thanks for the reminder, smartass.”

“I’m not saying that will change, either,” Devon interjected. “What I’m proposing is a way for Con and me to have some alone-time with you. I think if this relationship is going to work, then we possessive types need to be able to have your full attention from time to time.”

Tory was beginning to get the drift. Still, she couldn’t stop the nagging feeling that she was somehow very close to losing something precious. “Con?”

Con crouched in front of her and took one of her hands in his. He was so strong and always so sturdy.

She felt safe with Con. “I’m willing to give it a try if you are, baby.”

Tory was suddenly nervous. She’d never been alone with either man. It’d always been the three of them. “How messed up is it that
now
I’m suddenly feeling super-duper shy?”

“Would it surprise you to know I’m a little nervous here too?”

Con? Nervous? She couldn’t imagine him as anything other than confident and strong. Able to leap tall buildings and all that jazz. “You are?”

“Damn straight, I am. I don’t want to screw this up, Tory. I’ve screwed up so many things in my life.”

His gaze swung to Devon when he said, “You and Devon matter to me. More than anything.”

Before she could think of the right words to calm Con’s fears, Devon broke into the conversation. “No one is going to screw up here. This is just another level to our relationship. And it starts tonight.” Devon stood and started toward the door.

He was leaving? The thought had butterflies taking flight in her stomach. “Where are you going?”

Devon turned and smiled. “I’m giving you two some privacy.”

Con pushed a hand through his hair and asked, “Are you sure about this, Dev?”

“I wouldn’t have suggested it if I weren’t. But remember, this thing goes both ways.”

In other words, Dev would have his turn next. He would have the chance to be alone with her. She would get to explore each man, thoroughly. Oh, wow. Tory could only laugh and shake her head at the craziness of it all—even if some part of her was excited by the idea of having each man alone. The chance to spend extra time touching, tasting, pleasing…whoa. Her pussy throbbed as naughty images bombarded her brain.

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Con tugged on her hands. “What are you thinking?”

Tory looked into his sexy silver eyes. “My life is so freaking weird.”

“Weird can be good, baby,” he murmured. “Hell, weird can be fun.”

And just like that, Tory forgot all about her nervous jitters. “Fun, huh?”

“Definitely.”

Tory glanced over Con’s shoulder and realized Devon had left. It was just Con. And there went her stomach again. Would she even be able to please him?

“Don’t,” he warned, as if reading her thoughts. “It’s going to be good, I promise.”

Tory shook her head. “You’re holding my hands, so I know you can feel me trembling here.”

“I know, but you don’t have to worry. It’s just me, baby. Nothing you do could possibly disappoint me.”

“I’m glad one of us is so sure of that.”

Con stood and pulled her to her feet. “Come on. I want you naked and in my bed. You can’t know how many times I’ve thought about that.”

Tory wrapped her arms around his waist and settled into the warmth and security of his embrace.

“I’ve been naked and in your bed for two months, Con.”

“But you haven’t been naked and in my bed—with me and only me.”

Tory buried her face against his chest, content to breathe him in for a few seconds before pulling back and replying, “What happens if it’s not what you hope?”

“You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you don’t want me, baby.”

Tory snorted. “Even when I’m old and feeble I’ll want you, so stop fishing for compliments.”

He stepped away and pointed toward the door. “Quite stalling and get that cute ass of yours up those stairs.”

“Demanding. Hmm, I like it.” Tory moved across the room, grinning and feeling much more at ease.

She could feel Con close behind as she headed out of the room. When her feet took the first few steps up to the second floor, Con’s hot breath against her ear stilled her. “One of these days that attitude of yours is going to get you a spanking, little girl.” His firm palm rubbed her ass.
Oh yum
. Suddenly Tory’s feet couldn’t move fast enough.

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Entering the dark bedroom, Con quickly shed his boxers as Tory headed straight for their king-sized bed. She sat on the side he normally slept on, then lowered her head, as if finding the black and white area rug somehow mesmerizing. With a single finger he turned on the touch lamp on the end table. Tory lifted her head; their gazes caught, held. Damn, she was sexy. Light blue eyes that sucked a man in and kept him there for eternity. Skin the gentlest shade of honey from the kiss of the sun. Hair that looked like spun silk fell over her shoulders. “Undress for me,” he murmured, unable to keep the command out of his voice.

Tory didn’t speak as she pulled her red T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. Next went the simple white cotton bra she wore. When she stood and slipped out of her jeans and panties, Con was hard as a damn rock. Hell, he was more than ready to toss her on the bed and fuck her until neither of them could stand.

“Better?” she asked in a soft voice that nearly had him tongue-tied.

“Much,” he managed before taking his time to look at the woman who just happened to hold the key to his heart. The first thing he noticed was the fading tan lines around her hipbones from the black bikini he’d seen her wear during the summer months. He reached out and stroked one slim line on her shoulder.

“You know, back when we were BFFs it used to drive me crazy whenever you wore that little bikini you’re so fond of.”

She laughed. “BFFs?”

Con found himself grinning. “Don’t change the subject.”

“Sorry,” she said, looking anything but.

“I used to watch you sunbathing. My fingers would damn near itch to take hold of the ties on your swimsuit and give a good tug. I wanted to see that damn thing fall to the ground, baby.”

Her expression turned serious. “You were very good at hiding your…feelings. I had no idea you used to look at me that way.”

“Keeping my hands off you was no picnic. For Dev, either.”

“Those days are over, though. You don’t have to keep anything to yourself, not anymore.”

“Thank God for that.” Con let his gaze drift downward to the slight swell of her breasts. They were the color of ivory, centered by delicate pink nipples. Con desperately wanted to bury his face there. To suck and lick and bite until his damn lips went numb.

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He dropped to his knees in front of her and wrapped one arm around her slim waist. Holding her still, Con dipped his head and licked one tempting tip. Sweet and delicate, that was his Tory. He lifted an inch and growled, “This moment will be imprinted on my brain for all time, baby.”

“Oh, Con,” she moaned, before digging both of her small hands into his hair. She tugged him closer, needing him as badly as he needed her.

“I’ll never forget,” Con said, his voice barely above a whisper as he took in the sight of her so eager and needy.

“F-forget what?”

“The night I made love to my pretty blonde-haired angel.”

Tory moaned his name, spurring him on. He went back to suckling her hardened nipple, leisurely flicking his tongue back and forth. Tory arched upward, thrusting her flesh into his hungry mouth. He gently bit down. Tory jolted and he was forced to wrap both arms around her to keep from being knocked backward. Con paid her other soft tit the same amount of attention, taking his time, savoring the addicting flavor that only she seemed to possess.

Reluctantly, he lifted his head. Tory whimpered. He released her and stood. With as much gentleness as he was capable of in that moment, Con lowered Tory’s slim body until she was sprawled atop the comforter. Her eyelashes fluttered and, with her eyes barely open, Con saw her watching his every move.

Tory’s mouth curved and damned if he wasn’t spellbound by the sight of her, so confident and willing. His cock swelled another inch when he saw her nipples glistening from his ministrations.

“You’re hot and ready for me right now, aren’t you?”

She nodded, as if too overwhelmed to speak. He definitely understood that feeling all too fucking well. Con stayed still beside the bed. “Then open those sweet thighs for me. Invite me in, little girl.” To his delight, Tory hesitated only for a split second before moving her legs. She spread herself wide. Con saw the satiny softness of her sex. Ah, paradise.

“Tory,” he growled. Damn if the woman didn’t turn him inside out. She made him feel things, even though she was simply lying there, staring up at him with a trusting smile that curved her pouty lips.

Con got onto the bed, between the pretty thighs of the woman he loved, and looked his fill. She had a neatly trimmed bikini line. Her clitoris and plump nether lips were totally exposed. He licked his lips and pressed his palm against her sex. “I need this. Your taste always drives me crazy, Tory.” He removed his hand and lowered his head, then proceeded to lick her from her swollen clit to her dewy lips. When he dipped between, her legs started to close, as if she were embarrassed. “Don’t hide from me, baby.”

“This feels so different.”

He stilled. “You mean because it’s just me and you?”

“Yes,” she breathed out.

“Bad different or good different?” He sure as hell hoped it was the latter.

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“Good different. Very good.”

“Mmm, perfect answer,” he whispered as he clutched her thighs and tugged until she was splayed wide once more. The instant his tongue danced over her slit and he tasted her tangy flavor, he knew he’d never tasted anything more potent. He inhaled her womanly scent as he sucked her clit between his teeth and nibbled. Tory’s hands flew to his head, clutching and grasping handfuls of his hair in stinging desperation for more.

“Con! Oh God!”

When his tongue thrust between her folds, she lost it completely and pushed against his face, undulating as he tongue-fucked her. A few more licks to her clit and she burst wide, screaming and straining against the unyielding hold his hands had on her soft thighs. He nuzzled her throbbing pussy and stared as she became lost in the sensations rioting inside her.

Con lapped up her juices and kissed her clit. His dick swelled as she moaned and wiggled beneath him. When she went limp, the muscles in her thighs going slack, her hands dropping back to the bed, Con lifted to his knees. He stared down at the tempting picture she presented. She was breathing heavy and damp strands of hair clung to her face. When he dipped his finger into her slippery cunt, her gaze flew to his. He grinned as he pulled it back out and brought it to her lips. She lay still as he rubbed her juices over her mouth before he leaned down and kissed the delicious nectar away. She sighed into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him on top of her. Just as her breasts came into contact with his chest, he caught himself and stopped. Rising, Con reached over to his bedside drawer and drew out a condom. Leaning back on his haunches, he rolled it on.

“This time you’re mine, Tory.”

Tory’s lips curved upward. “Come and get it, big guy.”

“Mmm, I love the way you think, little girl.”

Con hooked her legs over his arms and glided his cock slowly into her. It was just the smallest amount, but he watched closely as Tory chewed at her lower lip and clenched her eyes tight. Not exactly the reaction he was aiming for. He stilled and cupped her chin. “Look at me, Tory.” Her eyes popped open.

“What is it? Tell me, baby.”

She shook her head and took hold of his forearms as if afraid he was going to bolt. Hell if he was budging. A damn tsunami couldn’t get him to leave the warm haven of Tory’s body.

“It’s just…it feels so good, Con, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to feeling some guilt that Devon’s not here. Is that crazy?”

“No, of course not. It feels like we’re cheating or something, huh?”

“Sort of. That’s ridiculous, though.”

Con let go of her thighs and leaned down to lick at the wound she’d caused on her lip, then very slowly began rocking his hips back and forth. “Does that feel wrong, baby?” He didn’t wait for her to 26

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respond as he kissed his way over her face and to her neck, where he found a particularly sensitive spot. He bit down and she groaned. “You’re so fucking tight on my dick. You feel good. This feels right.” Tory groaned and started moving her hips, thrusting against his lower body, but he was bigger and a whole lot stronger. Con held her down, intent on taking it slow this time. He wanted to wring every ounce of pleasure out of their lovemaking as possible. He wanted no regrets come morning. “Shh, easy, sweet baby,” he warned. “Let’s do this right.” He continued his assault on her tempting pulse, but this time it was the sound of her angry snarl that stopped him.

“What?”

“You’re being a tease!” she cried.

“I’m just savoring my girl,” he murmured as he resumed his slow, torturous movements. He took his time, desperate to make it good. To make a memory they’d both cherish. His mouth journeyed lower and feasted on her gorgeous tits. Con was intent on building her passion. Intent on driving her mad with pleasure. Only then would they be on the same page.

Con thrilled when her inner muscles relaxed for him. He slipped in deeper, so deep their bodies were fused together and moving in unison. Con braced himself on his elbows beside her head and watched as her desire spiked. He pulled all the way out then thrust hard and fast, fucking her until they were both moaning.