chapter 6

Dominic was miles ahead of me. “Is she wet? I bet she is.” My hands covered my face. “Oh, please.” “Don’t be ashamed, doll. We’re only testing Reid’s theory, remember?”

Like hell we were! When I met his amused stare, I saw so much there in his eyes. Lust, pride, possessiveness. And he was hard. One glance at his fly assured me of that. Then Reid spanked my bared ass. This time it came out of nowhere and it shocked me to the core. “Fuck.” “Oh yes, she’s wet,” he murmured.

Again I moaned, my body wavering. “Take her underwear off,” Dominic instructed. I had to pant in order to regulate my breathing. “Okay, underwear coming off,” Reid announced, and sexual tension poured from him. Gripping the slender band on my G-string he drew it slowly over the rise of my ass and lower, before letting it hang free around my knees. The skimpy underwear gave marginal covering, and yet removing it was so significant. My heart hammered in my chest.

Dominic’s were hooded and dark. “Why don’t you touch her, stroke her…I want you to be sure she’s ready for me.” I swore beneath my breath, astonished that the pair of them had me this way, vulnerable and exposed, and yet hungry for their attention. “I don’t think Tanya has a problem with being touched,” Dominic added. “Do you, doll? Not while you’re so aroused and all.” There was humor in his tone, but he’d asked for my consent. The power was mine. Briefly. Awareness flared inside me. I glanced at his groin and that impressive bulge beneath his fly. “On one condition, you let me suck you off while he does it.”

“Jesus, Tanya,” Reid muttered. If I thought he was tense before, that was nothing compared to how he was now. Even so, his hand rested on the curve of my hip, and I knew that he didn’t want to stop doing what we were doing. Dominic’s eyebrows flickered. “Maybe.” That seemed to confirm it for Reid. He landed another spank on my bottom. Then he ran his fingers up and down the sticky, swollen folds of my pussy.

 My sex clenched, my thighs shuddering. I pushed the footstool to one side and moved toward Dominic. I was barely aware of my G-string tangling over my ankles and then trailing on to the floor behind me because Reid was right there with me, his fingers exploring my slick, swollen folds while I grappled for Dominic’s belt and fly. His cock sprang free, totemlike, and my hands were shaking as I wrapped them around its base, gratefully, sucking the swollen crown into my mouth.

Carefully, I lowered both hands and lifted his balls, nursing them as I took his cock deeper into my mouth. The very fact I was here and he was letting me love him in front of Reid made my desire condense and soar. Adoring his cock, I cherished it with my mouth, stroking its sensitive underside with my tongue before riding it in and out of my mouth until Dominic reached to touch my face, tentatively, and sighed. “You do that so well.” I couldn’t resist lifting my head to respond. “I know.” I gazed into his eyes. “I know because that’s what you always tell me when I suck your cock.” Dominic’s cheeks flickered with tension, his eyes blazing with pride. Reid stroked my pussy again, and his fleeting touch over my clit made me ripple, physically. The cock in my hand reached, arcing in my grip. This was really working for Dominic. Who was I to question it? I didn’t think on it any more; I just reacted. “Oh yes,” I whispered, moving my pussy against Reid’s hand. “That’s good.” Dominic stood up, his hand on his cock both sure and arrogantly sexy.“ Enough. I’ll take over.” My body hummed with joy.

Reid moved, but I heard Dominic instructing him not to leave. Did he want to show Reid who was boss? Was that what had triggered Dominic’s claim? Whatever the reason, I was grateful, and when I felt Dominic climb between my legs and he slid one finger into me, easily, I realized that Reid’s presence did something to me, too. It made it so hot that I couldn’t deny this need. Dominic was going to make love to me in front of our oldest mutual friend, and I wanted it. How would I feel afterward, though?

Embarrassment and arousal tangled inside me, and I wriggled and writhed, keyed up and willingly a slave to my lover’s will. There was no other option. I had to accept that Reid would always know me this way....the way Dominic had allowed him to know me.

Then Dominic’s cock was there, easing inside me, and for a moment that was all there was in the whole wide world, the glorious feeling of being stretched open by him, the thrust and glide, the crucial contact deep within. I writhed and bucked under him, reaching for every thrust he had for me. My lover, my man. His hands on my hips, anchoring me—owning me—confirmed it.

“You looked so hot,” he said as he worked back and forth, and his hand rested lovingly at the base of my spine. “How could I resist this?” He thrust harder, and I cried out loud, my climax gathering. “Jesus, do you two know how hard this is for me, watching this?” Reid said, from the sidelines. When I turned my face to one side, I could see him staring at us, his eyes bright. I wasn’t ashamed. That surprised me, but it was true.

“Yeah, right,” Dominic retorted, and thrust deeper still. “I know you. It must be a real struggle having to watch your very own live sex show. It’s one of your fantasies, buddy, I haven’t forgotten that.” Reid grinned, and I knew then that it would be okay between us, afterward. “You always knew she’d be this hot,” Dominic said. “Didn’t you?” With his hand wrapped in my hair, he gave a gentle tug, lifting my head. I gasped, marveling at the way that simple action made my whole body arch. His cock rode up, pressing against the front wall of my sex. Orgasm was close, and I clutched at Dominic’s abandoned chair as I worked my hips against his. When I glanced Reid’s way, he nodded. “Yes, I always knew.” I had to dig my fingers into the chair to hold steady as I hit my peak.

   When I felt Dominic answer, his cock pumping into me, my orgasm rolled on, taking me to another level. When I eventually surfaced, Dominic held me, kissed the side of my face. I rocked back against him, dizzy with pleasure. Reid was leaned up against the wall, watching as we pulled our clothing straight. “I want what you two have,” he said, with a wistful smile. He often said that, but he meant it differently. The affection in his expression moved me.

“You’ll find your girl soon,” I said. He’d already been waiting too long. “Yes,” Dominic added, “and until then I’ll allow you to spank my woman from time to time, just to warm her up for me…you understand?” These two had known each other a long time and there was genuine affection between them. Reid’s throwaway comment about spanking had brought this about, but I could see he was erect and he made no attempt to hide it. Would he think of us, later, when he was alone? One thing I was sure of, Dominic had drawn the line exactly where he wanted it to be.  Reid smiled and lifted his glass, toasting us. “I understand.”

When Dominic lowered his head to kiss me on the neck, tenderly and lovingly, I noticed how intently Reid watched. “What are friends for?,” Reid asked, and there was admiration in his eyes. Desire, too. He wanted more.

My G-string dangled from his finger, like a suggestion. At my back, Dominic chuckled knowingly. “Of course, he’d have to take his eyes off you long enough to find a woman of his own.” Reid’s smile grew.

   As I took the underwear from his outstretched hand I wondered if that territorial line of Dominic’s would be shifted again. Would we three go even further?Perhaps we would.