Three Ways to Wicked (18 page)

“
Fuck.
She’s ready to go over. Hard.” A tremor worked its way through Ty as he massaged the swells of her hips. “Her pussy is starting to draw up.”

“I know. Get ready to take over on her clit.” Gibb squeezed her nipples one last time, splintering the pleasure into a million fragments.

She bowed, a scream poised on her lips. At the last moment, Ty’s hand slipped over her mouth, muffling the sound while Gibb stroked her through the blinding haze of ecstasy, his crooning words of encouragement and praise only making her shudder uncontrollably. When Ty’s finger ghosted in place over her clit, she moaned, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes at the indescribable pleasure they were showering upon her.

She’d never felt this wonderfully loved, her body the source of their complete attention and devotion. She wanted to tell them all these things, but the ability to speak had abandoned her. Limp and drained, she clung to them as they began moving inside her, slowly driving her back to that dazzling peak. This time when she broke, she took them along with her, their racking shudders and groans of completion the perfect endnote. The best part of all though was when they cuddled her close, the steady thump of their hearts a cherished soundtrack in the afterglow.

Chapter Fifteen

The ride back to the Bishop homestead awarded Gibb far too much time to think. It wouldn’t be a dangerous prospect if he could keep his mind firmly planted on the amazing experience they’d shared in the Black Room. But his brain had an annoying habit of constantly throwing out reminders that his protective wall was disintegrating to dust.

He could no longer fool himself that this was nothing more than lust and pent-up yearning. All these years he’d clung to the illusion that his desire for Kay and Ty had nothing to do with love.

Total bullshit.

He loved them with every fiber of his being. And that scared the living fuck out of him. What was he supposed to do with these feelings when their time was up? He couldn’t revert to the way things were before. Or pretend that he viewed Ty and Kay only as friends and occasional fuck buddies. He wasn’t wired to be casual about sex. Particularly when it came to the two people he envisioned a forever with. But Kay had her life back in Michigan. And Ty… Shit. There was no guarantee that he wouldn’t pull another freak-out stunt at the first mention of the
L
word. There was no way in hell Gibb could survive watching Ty systematically bang his way through a harem of women because he couldn’t handle the pressure of openly loving another man.

A fist-sized ball of anguish lodged in his gut, he nosed the Bronco into the Bishop driveway. The second the vehicle was parked, Ty swung open the rear passenger door and leapt outside with a hearty
whoop
. “First one to the shower gets a double blowjob.”

“Heh. How much would it suck for him if I got there first? No pun intended.” A grin stretching her mouth, Kay slid Gibb a glance. The sparkle dimmed in her gaze and was quickly replaced by concern. “You don’t look happy. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

She reached for his hand. “Please talk to me.”

He stared into her soft, expressive eyes, his heart knocking with the impossible desire to free the words held hostage by his fears. “Kay…”

His cell chirped on its perch atop the center console, fracturing the tension suspended within him. Pulse slowly ebbing to normal, he scanned the display screen.
My cock is getting lonely.
He grunted. “Ty is talking to his dick again.”

“That thing never shuts up.”

“Shit, ain’t that the truth. Better get inside before it really starts pitching a bitch.” He grabbed his door handle and started to push it open.

“You were going to tell me something.”

He met Kay’s prodding gaze. “It’s not important.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.” He backed up the lie with a nod. “Now how about we go give Ty’s cock some company?”

They headed into the house together. A quick check revealed no sign of activity in or around the outdoor shower. Reversing course, they made tracks for the hallway. Following the distant shush of running water, Gibb led the way to the remodeled master bath and the enormous glass-enclosed steam shower. The sight of Ty nude, bronzed and gleaming beneath the cascade of water streaming from the rain showerhead punched Gibb square in the solar plexus. One third of his hope, fear and most likely doomed love once again beckoned him with the forbidden.

And damn if Gibb stood any chance of saving himself from the inevitable fall.

His attention drifted to the alluring curve of Ty’s cock. Over the last several days, Gibb had gotten intimately acquainted with every ridge and vein it possessed. Once he’d passed that initial hurtle of awkwardness in the outdoor shower, handling Ty had become as natural as stroking his own cock. They hadn’t taken things past the oral or jacking stage though. Not that Gibb wasn’t hungry to. Fuck, talk about an understatement. He was as desperate to bury himself balls-deep in Ty’s ass as he was Kay’s. But just like with Kay, he wasn’t about to push Ty into doing something he wasn’t ready for.

Still, he’d be a damned liar if he didn’t admit that he was mighty tempted to take advantage of the situation when Ty dropped the bar of soap and stooped over to pick it up. Shifting his focus to Kay before he gave in to his overwhelming urge to give her some inspiration for a hot
Bubba and His New Jail Bitch
scene, Gibb slipped her tank top over her head. Within seconds they were both stripped down to their birthday suits, and they piled into the shower with Ty.

His grin devilish, Ty passed Gibb the soap. “You think I don’t know what you were contemplating, Long Dong Kong?”

Gibb detected the heat of his uncomfortable flush all the way to the roots of his hair. Looking to divert attention from his embarrassment, he scrubbed his face and torso and started to turn his back to Ty. Before Gibb could fully pivot, Ty leaned in and nipped Gibb’s bottom lip between his teeth. Releasing him with a growl, Ty trailed his hand down Gibb’s belly. “Just so you know, I woulda let you have it too.”

The oxygen breezed from Gibb’s lungs, only to congest into a compressed ball in his throat when Ty’s fist closed around him. His smoky gaze glued to Gibb’s, Ty stroked up and down Gibb’s stiff length. “I’m dyin’ to feel this bad boy stretching my ass to the limits and rubbing up against my prostate.”

Another shaky breath shuttled from Gibb. “If you’re just looking to be a cock tease, so help me, Christ, I will kick your fucking ass.”

“Nope. I’m dead serious. Thing is, I’ve been hoping you might be willing to give it a go, so I bought a toy for me while I was picking up some goodies for Kay in the event
she’s
open to trying a little back-door pleasure.” Ty’s steady stare turning heavy-lidded with molten heat, he glided his thumb over the weeping slit in Gibb’s cock head. “And let me tell ya, amazing as that dildo felt in my ass, ain’t no way it’s gonna compare with you.”

Gibb’s mouth went a thousand degrees of dry. “You fucked yourself with the dildo?” Just the visual alone threatened to make him unload all over Ty’s fist.

Judging from the shivery expression plastered on Kay’s face, he wasn’t the only one aroused beyond words at Ty’s confession. She licked her lips. “The least you could have done was give us a demonstration, Ty.” Her giggle turned into a gasp when Ty snaked his free arm around her waist and hauled her beneath the spray.

Giving a lusty chuckle, Ty squeezed her butt cheek. “Yeah, I coulda, but don’t you think utilizing the real thing would be more educational and hotter than shit?”

Kay gave an enthusiastic nod, causing Ty’s grin to widen.

Gibb swallowed hard, attempting to loosen his tongue from the roof of his mouth. “You want me to fuck your ass in front of Kay?”

“What better way to help her get over her concerns with anal?” Ty shifted his gaze to Kay. “If you see me loving it, it’ll be less intimidating for you, right?”

She cocked her head in consideration. “You know, you might be on to something there.”

He didn’t know if Ty was the craziest motherfucker in existence, or the most brilliant. More than likely Ty’s inherent kinkiness played a part in it too, and he was carrying a major boner over getting his ass plowed while Kay looked on.

Yeah, like Gibb wasn’t on board with that scenario. Considering his dick had practically doubled in size in Ty’s hand, it was a safe bet that Ty had already caught on to that fact. Gibb cleared his throat. “So how, uh, do you want to do this?”

“I was thinking the end of the bed. That way you can drill my ass while Kay is riding me or I’m eating her pussy.”

Gibb and Kay sucked in simultaneous breaths. Her expression dazed, she blinked at Ty. “I swear to God I should just let you write all my love scenes from now on, you dirty-mouthed Casanova.”

“Admit it, you’re nuts for my dirty mouth.”

“Well,
duh
.” Before she could say anything more, Ty tunneled his fingers through her drenched hair and slid said dirty mouth over hers.

Gibb watched the slick advance and retreat of their flirting tongues, the flame of desire consuming him growing fiercer as Ty’s fingers skated over Kay’s always-responsive nipples. A groan rolling from him, Gibb wrapped his arms around them both. Kay’s lips abandoned Ty’s to welcome Gibb with a lush, exploring kiss. Sinking into the velvet heaven of her mouth, he smoothed one hand over the wet, silky dip of her waist while his other hand found Ty’s swollen cock. He could spend an eternity touching Ty and Kay, and it still wouldn’t be long enough.

For endless minutes they kissed and rediscovered each other with lingering caresses. When the water began to grow noticeably cooler, Ty dialed off the shower and tugged them into the bedroom. His features set with a sexy determination that flipped Gibb’s stomach inside out, Ty snatched a bottle of lube and a condom from the nightstand drawer. Keeping the Trojan for himself, he tossed the Astroglide to Gibb. Catching Gibb’s confused look, he reclined onto his elbows on the mattress. “If you’re okay with it, I want you bareback inside me.”

A shallow breath snuck from Gibb. His hungry gaze ate Ty up. It still felt odd allowing himself the unchecked luxury of staring at his best friend. A lifetime of hiding his desire wouldn’t disappear overnight, but he was grateful it was no longer a necessity.

Would it stay that way? Or would the old familiar boundaries return when Kay left for Michigan?

Refusing to let his uncertainties take root, Gibb popped the cap on the lube and hunkered between Ty’s spread legs. His hand shook so much, he worried he’d end up squirting half the lubricant onto the bedding. “You’re okay with my fingers in your ass?”

Ty offered him a droll look. “Dude, I asked you to drill me with your cock. What do you think?”

“I didn’t know if you wanted to do it yourself.”

Ty’s slow grin crawled into place. “Nah, I’m looking forward to having you inside me every way I can.”

The remaining oxygen leaked from Gibb’s lungs. His grip a tad steadier than it’d been a second ago, he squeezed several healthy dollops of the lube into his palm before treating Ty’s crack to a generous portion. After lubing his own cock, Gibb coated his fingers with the excess Astroglide and rimmed Ty with his slickened thumb.

A moan slipped past Ty’s parted lips. “Fuck, that feels good.”

Kay sat next to Ty and stroked his belly with gentle caresses. “It’s so sexy to watch you like this. Uninhibited. Naked in your desire.” She drifted her hand lower and tucked her fingers around his swollen cock head. The lubrication of his precome aiding her motions, she slowly slicked up and down his length, earning a rough groan from Ty.

His breath ragged, Ty fisted the bedspread. “You two are gonna be the death of me. But
day-um
, what a way to go.”

Emboldened by that response, Gibb worked his thumb deeper, the lube doing its part to assist with gaining access past the resistant ring of muscle. Ty’s ass was so snug, sweat plastered Gibb’s spine at the thought of being buried in all that tight heat. “Are you sure you didn’t have any trouble taking that dildo?” He couldn’t see how it was possible. Not with as snug as Ty was.
Jesus.
If he didn’t stop obsessing on Ty’s ass, he was going to shoot off like a geyser before testing the fit for himself.

“Would you stop frettin’ and get your damn cock in me?” Ty transferred his focus to Kay. “And you, sweetness, can settle your pretty little snatch right here whenever you’re ready.” He tapped his lips.

She shivered decadently. “You are so getting tortured for that.” Scooting toward Ty’s head, she straddled his face and sank down with a sigh of rapture as Ty’s mouth got busy between her legs.

Gibb greedily drank in the sight of Ty’s whiskered jaw flexing while he devoured Kay’s pussy. Her hands lifted to her full breasts and cupped them, her pink-tipped nails brushing the puckered nubs of her nipples. A shudder tripped through Gibb. Witnessing her and Ty lost in pleasure had to be one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen. Unable to take another moment of denying himself a part of their union, he fisted his cock and centered it at Ty’s asshole. Gripping his lover’s hip with his free hand, he carefully fed an inch or two of his dick into Ty’s channel.

Ty sucked in a harsh breath, his chiseled six-pack pulling taut. Gibb immediately stopped. “Am I hurting you?”

Ty shook his head and continued lapping away at Kay. Taking him at his word—or in this case, frantic head movement—Gibb thrust deeper. Slowly, inch by inch, Ty’s ass accepted Gibb’s cock. Once he was lodged all the way to the base of his shaft, Gibb settled onto his knees at the end of the bed and closed his eyes with a broken breath. Never in a million years would he have thought he’d experience this—a total connection with Ty and Kay. It wasn’t just the sex. Yeah, crazy to say when he was balls-deep inside his best friend’s ass. But this went beyond a sharing of bodies and straight to his heart. His soul.