Sparks Fly! A Divine Creek July 4th Family Reunion (4 page)

Summer giggled when she saw Boone pinch Maya’s ass as they scampered off. Ace leaned close and whispered behind his hand, “Yeah, they’re gonna miss half the parade. I recognize that look in their eyes. Kemp and I wear it often enough.”

Summer laughed out loud.
Go get it, girl!

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Jayne fiddled nervously with the strap of the tote bag slung over her shoulder as she walked through Cheaver’s parking lot toward the large flatbed trailer facing Main Street. Her house was located three blocks from downtown so the walk had been a brief one.

“Jayne! You made it!” Grace called out as she shaded her eyes and beckoned her over to the end of the trailer where cinder blocks had been placed for steps. Awnings were set up to provide shade to those seated on the flatbed. As Grace’s husband, Adam, helped her up the steps, Jayne noticed several people in the group that she already knew, which was a relief to her. Grace took her tote bag from her and placed it in a chair next to hers.

Rachel Wolf waved to her from her seat, where she was nursing baby Levi under a light blanket. Charity drew her into a big hug and whispered, “I’ve got the perfect bathing suit for you at the house. You’re not gonna bail on us, are you? You looked ready to run a few seconds ago.”

“What? Are you reading minds now?” she asked, barely able to hear herself over the sound of a motorcycle pulling up nearby.

Charity glanced at her sister as she greeted another new arrival, and then grinned at Jayne. “Not only can I read minds, I can also predict the future. You’re going to have a fabulous time today. And you’re going to stay for the whole day.”

“If you say so.”

Jayne heard Grace’s voice as she came near again, talking to someone else. “Jayne, I want to introduce you to someone.”

Jayne turned from Charity, who now wore a smirk, to face Grace. Her jaw dropped when she saw the tall man standing beside her. Seth Carter, in all his tattooed, long-haired, blue-eyed glory.

“Seth, this is my cousin, Jayne Sheridan. Jayne, this is our friend Seth Carter.” Grace looked like she wanted to do a victory lap around the block as Seth smiled softly in recognition and chuckled.

“Hi, Jayne. We meet again.” Seth glanced at Grace with a knowing look on his face and then smiled at Jayne and rolled his eyes.

“It’s a pleasure to see you again.” Jayne noticed that Grace and Charity both skedaddled off to check on other goings-on, leaving the two of them to talk.

Wishing she was a social butterfly like her cousins, Jayne moved her tote bag and sat down. Her hands shook a little and she knotted them together to hide her reaction to him. Nerves made her belly flutter.

Seth gestured at the empty seat next to her. “Is that seat taken?” The movement brought her attention to his tattoos and she once again couldn’t help but stare.

“I don’t think so. Be my guest.”

Jayne was willing to bet that was the seat Grace expected Seth to sit in. She was a notorious matchmaker. Seth sat beside her and got comfortable. Her temperature rose a few notches and the butterflies in her stomach started doing acrobatic maneuvers.

“How are your hands and your knees?”

A blush heated her cheeks as she recalled the scene she’d written the night before involving just that position with a hero who bore a striking resemblance to Seth. She restrained herself from reaching out to touch his tattoos and remembered that he’d asked her a question.

“I’m sorry?”

“From your spill yesterday. Were you okay?”

“Oh.” She showed him the Band-Aids on the heel of her left hand and the one on her right knee. “Just scrapes. Nothing that won’t heal up in a day or so.”

Seth looked down at her knee and made a concerned expression with his mouth, and she fantasized about how it would feel to have his lips on her.

He interrupted her reverie as he looked deeply into her eyes again. She wondered what he saw there as heat crept into her cheeks, making it seem even hotter that morning. His gaze flicked over her face and he looked as though something had occurred to him. “That explains the reason I thought you looked familiar. You have dark hair and lighter skin but the resemblance to Grace and Charity is there in your facial structure.”

“Yes, our mothers were sisters, but I inherited my father’s eye and hair color.” He nodded and gazed into her eyes again, until she had to look away. Her heart pounded rapidly as she felt his gaze linger on her face before he was distracted. There was a flurry of activity up and down the street as spectators found their places and the flag bearers came into view. As they marched past, Jayne, Seth and all their friends rose from their seats with the rest of the parade goers, removed their hats, and placed their hands over their hearts.

Directly behind the flag bearers, a member of the Divine High School drum corps counted out the beat, and then the marching band broke into the Divine High School fight song. Many members of the crowd sang the words to the song, and Jayne smiled when Grace pointed at the kids all seated in chairs or strollers on the front row. Rose Marie Warner, Will Peterson, and Michael and Eleazar Martinez watched in fascination as the parade floated past in all its noisy, streamer-strewn glory.

Richard Warner noticed Maya glance back at him and Boone as they strolled down the sidewalk a few steps behind her and Kendall. Richard smiled at her before she scanned the crowd around them. Maya didn’t go out of her way to avoid touching him and Boone in public, but she didn’t like to draw attention to them either.

She followed Kendall into the Scherer office building a couple of blocks down from Cheaver’s as though they had an appointment there. There were parade goers watching the event from the third-story balcony, and they hoped to appear as though they were joining them. They breezed through the unlocked door, and Boone walked ahead of them to the two elevator doors and hit the call button.

Maya inhaled deeply and shifted back and forth, rubbing her palms on her denim cutoffs as they waited. Richard heard voices in the stairwell as someone made their way down. He grew tense and wondered if the elevator would arrive and they could make their escape before being seen.

Boone and Maya were the ones into the kinky stuff, and they were having fun drawing Kendall and Richard into their adventures, but stuff like this still made him nervous. An elevator in an office building was about as close as he could get to sex in a public place. He wrestled with the nerves and watched Maya’s excitement grow as the voices came closer and closer.

Finally, the light above the left-hand elevator lit, and the door whooshed open. They entered silently, and he sighed with relief when the doors slowly slid closed on the sound of footsteps at the bottom of the stairs.

Richard reached in his jeans pocket and pulled out the pad of sticky notes and peeled one off. Being the tallest, by far, of all of them, this job was his as he stretched and stuck the yellow notepaper to the lens on the security camera and did the same with the one in the opposite corner. Boone hit the second floor button and “lock” button on the elevator before the doors could slide open again. They’d chosen a holiday like today where the businesses located in the building were likely to be closed, for which he was grateful.

“Is that it?” Maya’s eyes twinkled with excitement as she turned to the three of them.

Boone nodded. “This old elevator has been retrofitted with cameras but that’s it. And those are video-only so you can be as noisy at you want.”

Maya snickered and said, “Someone did their research in advance.”

Boone had a teasing glint in his eyes as he approached her. “Damn straight. I don’t want anyone else to have video of us fucking your glorious body,” he growled as he unbuttoned her cutoffs. “I did a little checking around to make sure this was the best spot.”

Richard wondered how far in advance Boone had planned this little escapade, knowing how much he enjoyed playing to Maya’s kinky side.

“How did you decide?” Maya asked cryptically as Boone jerked at the zipper.

Boone chuckled. “Rock, paper, scissors.”

A lascivious giggle rippled from Maya. “And who lost?”

Kendall raised his hand. “But I don’t consider myself a loser because you give amazing head, babydoll. C’mere.”

“Plus, you know I wouldn’t make you wait until afterward.”

Maya gracefully kneeled in her unbuttoned cutoffs and sandals as Boone stripped her tank top over her head and draped it over the railing. Maya placed her knees on the toes of Kendall’s boots, and Richard watched as she quickly undid Kendall’s fly and freed his cock. With a great show of enthusiasm, Maya licked and teased his dick until he looked ready to explode, and then she dove on him, suddenly sucking his cock to the back of her throat. Kendall caressed the back of her head and moaned in approval.

It filled Richard’s heart with satisfaction that Maya enjoyed sex with them so much. In the months since their marriage, her ardor for them had never wavered, and Richard knew he was a lucky, lucky man.

Boone pulled a couple of Ziploc bags from his pockets, dropping one that contained white folded squares on the floor and pulling the condoms and lube from another. Richard could say one thing about his kinky-minded brother. The guy was prepared.

Kendall leaned against the wall of the elevator car and groaned as Maya held on to his thighs and sucked his cock with happy little noises. Her cheeks grew rosy as she released his shaft and winked at Richard then licked Kendall’s balls. Richard smiled back at her and noticed that Kendall had taken to doing a little manscaping, trimming the hairs at the base of his cock shorter. Richard grinned, thinking that only Kendall would think to encourage their wife to give him oral pleasure by maintaining the landscape for her comfort. He was one considerate pervert.

Kendall growled softly, and Richard noticed that Maya had slid her hands to the backs of his knees, above where his blue jeans were bunched. She slowly grazed her fingernails in a slow, sensual caress up the backs of his thighs, his growl turning to a low moan as she neared his balls with painstakingly slow movements. Kendall grasped her shoulder with one shaking hand and stroked the back of her bobbing head with the other.

“Get ready, babydoll! Oh, you’re killing me! Fuck!” He flexed against her as sweat poured from his forehead. “Yes!” Judging by his tone, she’d reached her destination as her fingertips disappeared between his legs. Suddenly his eyes popped open, and Richard heard a sultry giggle come from Maya. Kendall tensed violently, and his head bounced against the wall of the elevator, his climax obvious in his expression. “Fuck!” Boone might be the kinky one, but Kendall had discovered a fondness for anal play.

Maya swallowed his cum as Kendall panted and his hips rocked. Richard’s cock throbbed as he watched Maya sigh in satisfaction. She released Kendall and looked up at him with adoration in her eyes as the tension left him, then turned her beautiful blue-green gaze on Richard and Boone. Boone handed her a wet wipe to clean her hands with while he unzipped his shorts and they fell to the elevator floor.

Richard unbuttoned his jeans as she rose from her kneeling position and turned to him with lust in her eyes. Boone opened the tube of lube and slicked his condom-sheathed cock as Maya slid her cutoffs from her hips and stepped from them. Putting on a sexy little show for them, she turned and picked them up off the floor, sticking her ass out so they could see her bare, G-string-clad flesh. She rose, wiggling her ass as if she were a pole dancer, and grinned at them both over her shoulder. She put her shorts with her tank top and laid a gentle hand on Kendall, where he recovered against the wall.

“You okay, baby?”

Kendall smiled at her and patted her hand on his pectoral and nodded breathlessly. Maya slid the skimpy blue G-string from her hips and laid the damp scrap of satin with the other clothes then added her bra to the collection, revealing the bounty of her gorgeous, full breasts.

Richard’s cock twitched when he took in the sight of her nude body. A big smile appeared on her face as he shoved his jeans and boxer briefs down and his big, throbbing cock jutted out at her. His balls drew up in anticipation, and a drop of pre-cum cleared his slit when she licked her lips like she was starving for him.

Boone groaned as he stroked the lube over his cock and growled, “Ready, baby?”

Maya’s sultry gaze in Boone’s direction said as much as her words. “More than ready. I’m dying for this.”

Kendall adjusted his clothing as Richard yanked his T-shirt over his head and threw it in the direction of her clothes, not caring if it landed on the floor or not. He wanted to be skin on skin with her for this.

Maya reached for him, and he joined his lips to hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on when he lifted her. She wound her long, sexy legs around his waist and wiggled against him when he nudged his rigid shaft along her pussy.

“Yes, Richard. Gimme your big cock,” she whispered against his neck before kissing his chest. She gazed up at him as he thrust and filled her, fitting her body against his in the most intimate way.

He felt so blessed to have such a beautiful, caring woman in his life, and he remembered the day he and his brothers had bonded their lives with hers the previous summer. Looking like a fairy princess, she’d leaped from the bank of Divine Creek right into his waiting arms as he’d stood on their flat rock out in the water, trusting that he would catch her.

Maya had devoted herself to loving them since the night she’d declared herself, and Richard was grateful for her love and the way she’d pulled him from the grief he’d lived with for so long.

Rolling his hips, he thrust against her, sliding his cock in and out of her silken little cunt. “I love you, Maya,” he murmured, kissing her fragrant throat. Her long blonde curls tickled his nose as he breathed in her intoxicating scent.

Boone moved behind her. “Ready?”

Maya let out a deep, happy sigh as she laid her head flat against Richard’s chest and wiggled between them before holding still for Boone.

Boone crowded her back entrance, and she quivered around Richard’s shaft as Boone breached her opening. Maya pressed her breasts against Richard’s chest and gasped as Boone took her a little at a time. Richard groaned at the tightness and struggled to contain his release as it threatened before they’d even gotten started.

He watched Maya, which didn’t help his fight for control, as she released a sexy moan. He could faintly hear the sounds of the parade going by on the street outside as Boone drew her hair over one shoulder, baring the other for his kiss as he thrust inside her. With each stroke he took more and more of her ass as Richard held back with great difficulty. Finally, Boone nodded at him, and they began to move inside her, gradually establishing a sensual rhythm as she moaned and wiggled between them, slowly finding her place in their dance.

“Not gonna last much longer,” Richard growled as he held on to her curvy little body and thrust in and out.

Maya bit her lip and murmured her agreement as her pussy drew as tight as a vise around their cocks. Her movements became more forceful and wild as her orgasm approached.

Boone mashed the two of them against the wall and ground out in a guttural, lustful tone, “I love fucking your ass, baby. I want you to come for me.”

Her high-pitched panting cries turned to howls of ecstasy as she obeyed his command and looked up at Richard with undiluted pleasure in her eyes.

“Yes, honey. Come for us,” Richard murmured as he kissed her temple and the tear that leaked from her eye.

Unable to hold back any longer, he tightened his arms as he and his brother raced toward orgasm. His balls drew up tight, and the searing sensation zipped down his spine as his release gathered and shot from his cock in powerful, jetting streams. His head fell back, and he didn’t even register pain when it bounced against the wall. He only felt pleasure and a deep connection with her as his release continued to pump into her with each fierce thrust of his hips.

Kendall reminded Richard of his presence as he chuckled lustfully and murmured, “Now that was red-fucking-hot.” He stood nearby, filming them with Maya’s little video recorder at her earlier request.

Maya turned her head, looked at him, and giggled. “Yes, it was. When we talked about this adventure, I neglected to consider one thing, though.”

“What’s that, honey?” Richard asked as he kissed beneath her jawbone.

“I would need to be able to walk afterward.” She giggled. “I can’t even feel my legs.”

Boone replied, “We’ve only been in here twenty minutes. Nobody is beating down the doors so we can take a few minutes to catch our breath. Damn, that was hot, baby.”

A rosy, post-orgasmic blush colored Maya’s cheeks and spread down her throat and chest, and she sighed blissfully as she rested against Richard. Boone pulled from her ass, removed the condom, and retrieved the Ziploc bag containing the wet wipes.

Maya watched and chuckled as he cleaned up. “You thought of everything, didn’t you, Boone?”

Boone smirked and replied, “Ménage sex in an elevator. I figured these would come in handy.” He handed the wet wipes to her and placed the used items in the bag.

Richard pulled from the sweet haven of Maya’s pussy and took the package of tissues from Boone. “Damn, where did you store all this stuff?”

Boone smiled and pointed at his shorts. “Cargo pockets. Plus they’re cooler than jeans.”

Richard cleaned up and helped Maya as she did the same, steadying her so she didn’t fall over. After he handed her the bra and G-string, he pulled his T-shirt back on and tucked it back into his blue jeans and zipped up.

The scents of passion and sex filled the air as they put themselves in order. At Boone’s nod, Richard reached up and peeled the yellow sticky notes from the cameras and Boone hit the “Lock” button on the elevator. They all assumed casual we-didn’t-just-have-wild-sex-in-your-elevator stances as it descended to the ground floor. They had no way of knowing if anyone suspected that the elevator had been occupied while it was “unavailable.”

The doors whooshed open, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they peered out and no one was there. Maya waved and blew a kiss at one of the elevator security cameras, and then they scooted quickly from the building. Feeling satisfied, Richard couldn’t help the big grin plastered on his face as they rejoined the crowd in search of cotton candy and a porta-potty.