Players (Lessons by Loki) (24 page)

“But you’ll indulge us from time to time?” She returned to him and unbuckled his belt as she waited for his answer.

“I’ll indulge you as often as you need to be indulged. I want all of us to have everything we need.” He reached back and pressed his hand against Chase’s lean hip. His attention might be focused on Katie, but he didn’t want Chase to feel like an observer.

“Right now I need you naked.” Not bothering to take off the belt, she unzipped his pants and pushed them down
past his thighs.

“I’m undressing, but you’re not talking.” He stepped out of the bunched
-up pants and watched as she bent and retrieved them from the floor. Her breasts quivered and her position highlighted the sleek curve of her hips and ass. He couldn’t wait to feel those strong legs wrapped around him while he moved deep inside her.

“My biological father died while I was still too young to remember him. Mom married again two years later and the only person who didn’t object to her choice was Gran.” She folded the jeans and
set them on top of his T-shirt. Was her neatness for his benefit or was she always this organized? Pleased either way, he decided not to interrupt her story. “Mom was your classic family-loving, God-fearing, Southern lady. The only exception to the stereotype was her attraction to the wrong sort of men. Both my biological father and my actual father were hard-drinking, hell-raising Southern boys.”

“If he
r second husband was so wrong for your mom, why did your grandmother support the match?” Josiah remained where she’d placed him, wanting to see how assertive she’d become.

“Gran knew my Mom’s deep dark secret. She was all sugar on the outside, but inside she craved a bit of spice.” Katie returned to him and began a tactile examination
that would have impressed someone born blind. She started with his shoulders and gradually worked her way down his body, touching every millimeter of his flesh until he was breathless and squirming. And all the while she talked, her soft voice washing over him in caressing waves. “The only way Mom could maintain her good-girl image was to be a regular hellion behind closed doors. She only indulged herself with her husband, but she went all out.”

Chase pressed in close, his larger hands blazing their own trail
s across Josiah’s body. “Your mother only had two lovers and she was married to each?”

“I know it’s hard to believe, but even the rumor mill confirmed the
contradiction. Sweet Miss Mandy was wild enough in bed to keep even the badest boy coming back for more.”

“Must be where you get it.” Josiah groaned as her curious fingers finally curved around his aching cock. He closed his eyes and savored the sensation. He’d imagined her hand there, stroking him, teasing him until every detail was clear within his mind
. And still the fantasy hadn’t lived up to the reality of her touch.

“You said she was a Southern lady.” Chase reached around and cupped Josiah’s balls, his back pressed snuggly against Josiah’s back. “Where was this?
How far south?”

“Tennessee, a tiny rural town no one has ever heard of.”

Josiah leaned his head against Chase’s shoulder, absorbing the sensations without surrendering to them. “When and why did you leave Dixie?” He didn’t want to rush her, but he was anxious to reverse their roles, to have her pressed between him and Chase, trembling with desire.

“Jeff, my
actual father, smoked like a train, but it was Mom who ended up with lung cancer. She died fourteen months after her diagnosis and Dad was never the same. He blamed himself and became really withdrawn. Gran didn’t think it was a healthy environment for a fourteen-year-old, so she brought me to Colorado two months after Mom died. Jeff eventually worked through his grief and we still keep in touch, but I’ve lived here ever since.”

Without explanation, Chase took Josiah by the hand and led him across the playroom. “Do we need to restrain you or will you keep your hands on the bar?” He motioned to the h
orizontal bar suspended from the ceiling.

Josiah reached up and grasped the bar. “I’
ll behave.”

The entire playroom was carpeted with gym mats, but Chase quickly found a cushion and placed it near Josiah’s feet. Katie knelt on the cushion and looked up at him, mischief gleaming in her eyes. “I really want to suck your cock.” She bent and circled the tip with her tongue then lifted her head. “But I need to be able to answer your questions, so I suppose I’ll have to find a different way of
challenging you.”

Lust
tore through his gut like a ravenous beast as he realized what she had in mind. Chase appeared with a bottle of massage oil in one hand and lubricant in the other. Why the hell did he need both? Before Josiah could figure out Chase’s intention, Chase drizzled the oil over Katie’s chest then set down both bottles so he could rub the oil all over her breasts. She arched her back and offered him free access to the generous mounds. He left the fullness sleek and shiny while he worked her nipples into tight red peaks.

“
And best of all,” he bent and licked one of her nipple. “She tastes as good as she looks.”

Chase sucked one
side and then the other, carefully angling his head so Josiah could see his lips working the delicate tips. Then he moved behind her and guided her forward. Josiah held his breath as Katie placed his cock lengthwise in the valley between her breasts. Chase pressed her breasts together, enfolding Josiah in warm, slick flesh.

“Why so quiet?” Katie teased as she moved up and down, creating a hint of oil-smoothed motion. “Isn’t this what you wanted, to ‘fuck my tits’?”

He moaned, unable to force his gaze away from the sight of her breasts blanketing his aching cock. “This isn’t exactly how I pictured it.” Chase pressed harder and she moved her legs apart, creating a longer stroke. Josiah gasped, shuddering as sensations curled up his shaft and deep into his abdomen.

“How did you picture it?”
She grasped his hips, steadying herself as she bounced up and down.

“You were tied to your bed and I was straddling your chest.”

Chase chuckled, his thumbs teasing her nipples as his fingers maintained firm pressure around the swell of her breasts. “He always wants to be on top.”

“Tell me about your grandmother.” Josiah
sounded strangled, but he desperately needed a distraction. Their choice was too provoking, too insightful. His balls tightened and his ass clenched as each silken stroke forced him closer to release.

“Gran was a bona fide hippie. She honestly believed love shouldn’t be limited by race, gender,
cultural background, or any form of forced morality. As long as everyone involved in a sexual situation was a consenting adult, she saw no reason for rules. She didn’t believe in monogamy or shame.”

Chase looked into Josiah’s eyes. “It all makes sense now.” He leaned down and kissed Katie’s temple. “You seemed like a contradiction. You were so reserved, so innocent, and yet so
open minded, so eager to explore. Now I understand how you could be both.”

She smiled and arched her back, resting her head on Chase’s shoulder. “Mom whispers in one ear and Gran whispers in the other
, but Gran wins every argument when I’m with you two.” She covered Chase’s hands with hers, entwining their fingers. “Fuck me, Josiah. Fuck me now.”

Helpless to resist the invitation, Josiah adjusted his stance so he could rock his hips. He slid nearly free from the softness of her breasts then thrust forward, driving his cock up along the oiled crevice they’d created. It was slick and warm, soft and welcoming, but still a far cry from her pussy. Rather than
brood about the deficiency, he focused on the sensations created by the creative substitute. He rocked forward and back, no longer caring that he was losing the challenge. Nothing mattered but the sensory storm gathering deep inside him.

They both watched him through passion-bright eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, her breasts still shiny from the oil. Chase
caressed her nipples as Josiah sped the rhythm of his hips. He wanted to grab her, hold her tits tightly while he thrust between them. “Can I let go?”

“No,” Chase snapped. “Accept the pleasure we give you or do without.”

Josiah growled deep in his throat and thrust faster. He had to remain passive, surrendered if he wanted to come. The arrangement was new and surprisingly exciting.

“Bend your head and lick him,” Chase urged.

She bent as he drove his cock high and her tongue stroked across his tip, disrupting his rhythm. “Oh God.” He shuddered, thighs shaking. Stubbornness alone allowed him to jerk himself back from the edge, but she did it again and again. Each time he slid up, her tongue greeted him with a flick or a little swirl. Tingling heat rolled down his shaft and tightened his balls. “Move back or I’ll come in your mouth.”

She ignored the warning and he lost control. Her tongue circled his tip and he let go, coming in hard, spurting streams.
Rather than jerking back, as he’d expected, she grabbed the base of his cock and kept him angled toward her face while she meticulously licked him clean. He watched in silent awe, mesmerized by the obvious pleasure she took in the selfless deed.

“Fuck that’s hot,” Chase whispered
, and Josiah grinned, in complete agreement.

Josiah grasped Katie’s upper arms and pulled her to her feet. She had no choice but to let go of his cock. She’d always enjoyed giving head, but there was something about these two that made her down right greedy.

Wrapping his strong arms around her, Josiah pressed her against his body as his mouth sealed over hers. His tongue thrust boldly, undeterred by the taste of his pleasure still strong in her mouth. Once she realized her breath wouldn’t offend him, she kissed him back with equal fervor.

Chase moved in close behind her, rubbing his cock against the small of her back. “Now it’s our turn to challenge you, while you question Josiah.” He ran his hands up and down their sides, moving freely from her to Josiah and back.

She tensed and broke the kiss. He wanted her to ask about Josiah’s sister, a memory he never shared with anyone but Chase. “Maybe I’d rather challenge you.”

“Not a chance.” Josiah picked her up and turned around, placing her beneath the horizontal bar. “You’ll have to be restrained. I can’t lower the bar.” He strode to the built-in cabinets and retrieved a set of velvet-lined cuffs. “What was with the lube,” he asked Chase as they worked together to secure her wrists in the leather cuffs. A length of chain connected the two and Josiah anchored the chain to the overhead bar with a stout metal clasp. She could move from side to side, but she couldn’t lower her arms.

“I was going to use a toy in your ass after I got her positioned, but I got distracted,” Chase admitted with a laugh.

“I might be able to work that into one of my scenarios.”

“One of your scenarios?”
her voice broke over the words and she tugged against the cuffs, testing their security. “How long do you intend to keep me down here?”

He paused and looked into her eyes.
“As long as you’re willing to stay.”

Dread and tenderness spiraled through her in a dizzying tangle. How could he look so damn sincere if this wasn’t even real?
“One challenge at a time.” She heard the huskiness of her voice and laughed. “I suspect this one won’t last long.”

“No one wants
this to end too easily.” An utterly wicked smile curved his lips. “That’s why we’ll help you, for a while anyway.” Chase took his place on the cushion as Josiah curved his fingers around one of her breasts. “Ask me a question, kitten. Or I’ll find something else to do with my mouth.”

Before she could gather her thoughts enough to pose a question, Josiah sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and Chase drove his tongue up into her core. “This isn’t fair,” she cried. “I’m already turned on from challenging you.”

Josiah released her nipple just long enough to say, “Then you get the first one free. Your challenge will start with your second orgasm.”

Thrilled by the compr
omise, she canted her hips for Chase and turned her torso toward Josiah. Chase lifted one of her legs to his shoulder as Josiah moved to her other breast. After only a few tongue thrusts, Chase drifted up and teased her clit. The sensitive knot was already swollen and sensitized from their earlier activities. Josiah wasn’t the only one who had been tantalized by that situation. Katie had used the image to fuel her fantasies several time since Josiah brought it up.

Chase closed his lips around her clit and sucked. Katie cried out and arched as pleasure lanced through her
body. Her inner muscles rippled, driving the tension higher. She rode the wave until it crested then gently drifted back down. Chase prolonged the swell with his clever tongue and Josiah exchanged his mouth for his fingers so he could watch her face.

“You are so damn beautiful
,” Josiah muttered. “I’m hard again already and that never happens.”

She looked down and smiled. His cock wasn’t nearly as hard as it had been before, but it was definitely reacting to
her. “I guess I’ll get to suck you after all.”

He chuckled. “Not until we’ve had our fill of you.”