Saving Treasure (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (13 page)

She met James’s eyes just as he was telling Chad to pull back, shaking her head. “It burns. I’ve never before, but it doesn’t really hurt. It just burns,” she tried to explain.

James devoured her lips again.

Once Chad deemed her ready with a nod from James, he put on a condom, coated it with lube, and moved behind her then thrust into her just a little. “Don’t tense, baby. We’re both going to love you. We won’t hurt you, but you’ve gotta talk to us. You can try pushing out and see if that helps a bit.” She sucked as he pressed into her another inch. She felt as her body gave and stretched taut around him. Beads of sweat tickled her hypersensitive skin. Her body hummed with anticipation of feeling the over-filled sensation of her men inside of her. Her muscles loosened just enough that the insistent head of his cock popped all the way inside. They all took a deep breath once that milestone was accomplished.

The tension left Treasure’s back after a moment as James rubbed it with one hand and Chad massaged her bottom cheeks. Chad continued to push into her, stretching her further as inch by inch he was engulfed in the virgin territory. His breath hissed between his clenched teeth.

James shifted enough to roll on his own condom, and he aligned himself with her dripping cunt before sliding in slowly, struggling to get inside of her. He pushed in slowly, trying not to hurt her.

She savored the erotic feel of both men inside of her, flesh stretched thin separating them. She felt more connected to them in that moment then she had ever felt with anyone else.

“Holy shit! You’re so fucking tight!” James ground out in a strangled voice. He finally seated himself fully inside of her, his filthy words of her tight, hot, wet heat pouring from his mouth. He and Chad both whispered to her that they could feel each other in her, through her.

They praised and thanked her for that.

Treasure moaned, begging for something, anything, to happen as her body adjusted to the fullness of both of her men. She was tighter and fuller than she had ever been.

Suddenly, they both pulled back just a bit before pushing impossibly deeper.

She moaned, gasped, and screamed her pleasure. “James, oh my God! Please, faster. Chad! I need…something. I don’t know. Please, faster now!” she pleaded and begged.

This rhythm developed and escalated, pulling moans, grunts, and curses from the three of them. The pressure built higher and higher until it felt as though she had jumped from the top story of a very tall building and wasn’t sure if there was anything to catch her or if she would ever stop falling. Her climax left her wrung out and dizzy and lightheaded and sated. Every muscle in her body quivered from the release as she felt warmth flood throughout her. Her nails left their mark on James’s shoulder as she had held on with everything left in her. She shifted her body and kissed those marks, soothing any hurt she might have inflicted upon him during the heights of passion.

She kissed James’s languid smile before turning and nipping at Chad’s proud smirk as they came down from their highs.

She had barely cuddled into James’s side, with Chad spooned behind her, when her eyes closed once the necessities had been seen to by her guys. She couldn’t leave now. It might be selfish of her, but she couldn’t leave this depth of love.

Hands soothed her skin, and she fell asleep.

James left with his company for a site in Georgia, where they won a contract. He seemed more reluctant to go after she’d tried to leave and had gotten caught. He made her promise not to even think about leaving while he was gone. And she couldn’t break that promise. He hadn’t threatened her. He had pleaded with her for her word to still be home when he got back in three weeks.

Chad kept watching her, even as they still slept in the bed in James’s room. Well, their room now. She knew she had really broken his trust.

Regret was something hard to fix.

She did some chores around the house during her unplanned break. Mindy assured Treasure that the workload would pick back up after just a little while.

She was clearing the yard that had been filled with soggy fallen leaves with the changing of the seasons, making a heap in the backyard, when she recognized a truck slowly making its way down the road.

She noticed again when the truck passed by the house again.

The truck seemed to be leisurely driving circuits around the area. It gave her an eerie feeling that she tried to shake, but she couldn’t quite manage to. When she finally completed as much as she could without feeling guilty, she went inside, stripping off her muddy, wet clothes just inside the door.

Her mind drifted to fantasies of what she wanted to do with Chad once he got home from the hospital as a way to distract herself.

She loved Chad, but the atmosphere had remained tense since she had tried to run away. The only question remaining was how to fix the situation. She and Chad had made love since that night, but it had been initiated by him, and it had almost seemed like a punishment. She did revel in his roughness at times, but she missed the times he was gentle and loving. She missed his playful attitude.

She picked up her muddy clothes and walked back to the laundry room, starting a load of wash after carefully transferring the clean load to the dryer

After a refreshing shower, she walked into James’s room and looked around. She missed him, and she missed the atmosphere of the house when it was fun and flirty. She stepped over to his dresser and grabbed a T-shirt and pulled it over her head. She buried her nose into the collar and took a deep drag of his smell. There was barely a smoky smell from both grilling out and the cigarettes he snuck when he was out of town on a job, but it definitely smelled like him, deep and musky and dark. A tingle shot through her body toward her core as she took in more of the smell. The sleeves went past her elbows and the hem covered her thighs, brushing along the tops of her knees.

A glance at the clock told her that she had a couple of hours before Chad would be off for the day.

She dashed downstairs and nabbed a laundry basket, emptied the dryer, and then filled it with the load from the washer before, finally, going back up the stairs to the TV area. She turned on the TV and began folding the freshly cleaned clothing. Once she finished that load, she put the clothes away where they belonged and kicked back while waiting for the dryer to buzz again.

When she finished was finished for the day, she stretched out on the sectional to watch the movie that had started playing.

* * * *

Chad bounded up the stairs and felt a flood of relief when he found her lying back on the sectional, watching a zombie movie. He nearly laughed as she used a pillow to hide her face, peeking around the side as if she could hide and watch the gory movie at the same time.

She met his eyes and smiled. He grinned back before excusing himself to shower and change. He was always scared that she would be gone when he got home.

When he stepped back in the room, she patted the seat next to her and moved her legs out of his way. He sat next to her, and before he could grab her legs to pull them back in his lap, she shifted to sit, straddling his lap. She framed his face with her fingers and leaned down, barely brushing her lips over his.

“I’m not leaving,” she whispered before deepening the kiss.

Had his anxiety been that obvious?

He slid his arms around her and anchored her closer to him, basking in her reassurance. His hands slid from her back down to her thighs and then back up along her skin, under the shirt.

“Promise me,” he whispered, needing her word of integrity. He needed the vocalized promise. His hands stopped at the top of her thighs, not moving until he heard what he needed from her.

“I promise, Chad,” she whispered sweetly into his ear.

“Fuck,” he cursed when his fingers discovered that she was bare under the shirt. Her daring always left his dick harder than steel pipe.

He ground his aching length into her before snatching the shirt over her head. Another curse left his lips when he took in the sight of her tight nipples. He caught one of the rings in his teeth and gently tugged. He moaned around the metal as he felt liquid dampening his clothes that separated his arousal from hers. He released the bud and looked up at her, awed.

She spread kisses along his shirtless chest and nipped at his shoulder. Her lips ran along the shell of his ear.

She whispered, “Make love to me, please,” into his ear.

She grasped his hand and placed it over her left breast, right above her racing heart, and looked directly in his eyes.

He stood up and tenderly scooped her up from the couch. She looped her arms around his neck, kissing and nuzzling his cheek.

He laid her in the middle of the big bed where they had been sharing and loving her.

She looked up at him, studying his face before cupping his cheek and moving to kiss him softly. Her fingers stroked along his body, and he could feel her breathing his scent into her. She slid her arms up his body and anchored herself to him. His arms went around her waist, and he moved her to settle on top of him. He savored the intimacy they had in that moment. He lay back on the bed, savoring the feel of her on top of him. They just held on to each other as time seemed to pause just for them, creeping by without a care or a worry. Their hearts beat steadily, as if they were creating a new rhythm.

Treasure broke the silence. “I promise not to try to leave you again. I love you, and I love James,” she whispered, placing a kiss above his heart.

“I love you, too,” he simply whispered back. He grinned at her for “borrowing” the shirt he had taken off of her earlier. “I miss James, too, when he’s gone. I want you to get comfortable in the middle of this big ol’ bed, and I’ll be right back. Don’t move. I want you to pose for me. We’re going to drive him crazy for the fun of it. ’K?” He knew she loved it when he allowed his mischievous streak to show. She giggled, and his mood lightened even further.

She shifted around, deciding to get onto her knees on the bed and sit back onto her heels a bit. She grinned as Chad came back into the room with his cell and James’s shirt. He tossed the shirt to her, instructing her to put it back on.

“All right, I want you to pull the hem of the shirt up just a bit, about midthigh. That’s perfect,” he instructed. He snapped a picture as soon as she had it just where he wanted it.

“That’s beautiful,” he murmured as he began to press the screen, concentrating on what he was doing. She started to move closer to him when he raised a brow. “Stay right where you were, just as you were. I will let you see in a minute. You were so fucking sexy with your grin and just that bit of leg showing. I am sending this to James,” he stated before he finally moved to the bed, next to her.

He held up his phone and let her see the picture.

“Gah! My hair is a wreck. It’s so tangled,” she gasped out, her hands going directly to the curly mass that swirled down her neck, shoulders, and back.

His hand grabbed hers in a strong yet still-gentle grip. “Don’t move a single strand. I love your hair like that, and I know James does, too. It looks like I’ve already fucked you good, and that is sexiest look on you yet. If we could, we’d keep you looking just like that all the time and never let you out of this room. The only thing that would make you look sexier would be this,” he said in a commanding tone before leaning down and capturing her lips with his. He bit and licked and sucked at her lips, making them swell and redden while becoming sensitized for him. Anyone who looked at her face would know that she had been kissed within an inch of her life.

“Now, that is the sexiest sight either of us has ever seen,” Chad murmured, his eyes darkening as he grabbed his phone again and backed away, snapping a picture of her dazed face. Chad tugged the shirt off her thighs. She was pliant, accepting the way he shifted her body for his gratification.

He instructed her to pull the shirt up to show her belly as he prepared to snap another picture. He continued snapping picture after picture until she was naked and grinning at him again.

He instructed her to sit one way, then another. He had her lie in different poses and moved her hands along her body.

He didn’t show her those pictures yet, but he promised he would later.

When he decided they were through, he pulled his pajama pants and boxers off and crawled over her, caging her body with his own. He leaned down and kissed her again, claiming her lips. She kissed him back, her hands snaking down his body and holding him close to her.

She ground into him, encouraging him to make love to her.

He bit into her bottom lip before reaching over her a bit to grab a condom. She licked his lips, pulling it from his grasp and opening it. She looked up at him before moving and rolling it over him.

He watched her intently. His eyes connected with hers when she finished before he claimed her lips and her body in an aggressive attack, filled with a fierce love for her.

Their rhythm was slow and loving in the beginning even if it wasn’t gentle.

They both gasped out their completion, Chad leaning back and looking down at her with fulfilled lust and love. He grasped his phone again with a big grin and snapped a picture of her well-loved expression.