Sweet Seduction

Chapter 18

Nathan strode in the bedroom after glaring holes through a departing Cole. Having to stand outside while Cole put the moves on Julie, his Julie, and pretend that nothing was going on had him busting a nut.

Micah nudged him and shook his head. In other words, calm the fuck down.

He held his hands out in front of him and stared as if he could will himself to stop shaking. He didn't want to touch Julie while so much anger rushed through him.

Possessive. Who knew he had such a possessive streak? If asked, he'd have never thought he was the jealous type. Too much mental energy involved. And what woman was worth that kind of aggravation?

He sucked in several breaths and focused his attention on the bed where Julie lay. Instantly his anger was replaced by a red-hot haze of lust. All he had to do was look at the woman and he was a walking hard-on.

He snuck a look at Micah who, while not unmoved by the sight of Julie, didn't exhibit the insanity that Nathan felt. No, Micah was Micah. Cool as a cucumber. Which was fine with him, because he'd rather Micah not feel the same rioting emotions toward Julie.

It was for that reason that he'd been able to watch Micah touch her.

Micah glanced back as if seeking permission, and when Nathan didn't press forward, Micah reached for Julie's hand.

Curious as to what Micah had in mind, he stood back as Micah pulled Julie to her feet to stand beside the bed. He could see her trembling from his vantage point, and he wanted to soothe her, to let her know he wasn't going to allow anything to happen that she didn't want. But then he realized it was excitement, not fear, when her nipples beaded and formed hard points.

She clutched Micah's hand trustingly as he guided her toward the middle of the room. He stopped her and lowered her hand to her side. He touched her cheek and held a finger over her lips in a signal that they'd be just a moment.

Then he stepped back and looked over at Nathan as he reached for the fly of his jeans.

Still curious and feeling more than a bit naive, Nathan shucked his clothes, but still he waited for what Micah would do.

When Micah tossed the last of his clothing away, he reached out to touch Julie's shoulder. With a firm grip, he pushed downward until she got the message and bent her knees, sliding gracefully to the floor.

Nathan frowned, then hurried over to the bed to get a pillow. He came back and motioned for Micah to lift her back up. Confusion riddled Julie's features until he tucked the pillow under her knees and then she smiled her thanks.

Now that her mouth was directly in line with his cock, he knew exactly what Micah had in mind. So did his dick. It surged upward, straining outward just an inch from her lips.

Nathan touched her hair, running his fingers through the strands that hadn't been tied down by the sash. With a shaking hand, he cupped her chin and angled her so that his cock was aimed at her lips.

A delicate, feminine sound escaped her mouth as she parted her lips. Was there ever a sweeter torture for a man?

When she sucked lightly as he slid into her mouth, he had his answer. It just didn't get any sweeter.

He rose up on tiptoe in order to get as deep into her throat as he could. His ass tightened, his balls tightened, he was one big muscle spasm from head to toe as she flicked her tongue over the head of his dick.

Wanting to make it as easy for her and as pleasurable for him, he cupped her face between his hands and held her gently in place while he fucked back and forth.

Like quicksilver, his release gathered, fiery and sharp. He pulled away abruptly and pinched the head of his dick between his fingers. Christ, he'd been in her mouth all of a minute and he was ready to blow his top.

Micah moved in, nudging her chin over. She turned, blindly seeking him even as she reached a hand to steady herself on Nathan's leg. Her touch reassured him, steadied him as Micah found her mouth and sank deep.

It did odd things to him, watching his friend fuck his woman's mouth. It appalled and aroused him in equal parts until, quite frankly, he wasn't sure what the hell he thought about the whole thing.

And then it hit him. It was her. If it had been any other woman, he'd be turned on as hell. He'd fuck her brains out alongside Micah and have a hell of a time doing it. But this was Julie. Julie, who he considered his. Julie, who he had some fucked-up feelings for.

He nearly groaned aloud. This was all wrong. And he was helpless to stop it.

After the first time Micah turned her to him, she readily caught on and halted Micah's session on her own, turning back in Nathan's direction.

He cupped the back of her head tenderly, his fingers caressing her scalp. While the first time he'd done most of the moving, this time she moved her head back and forth, sucking him deep, licking and rolling her tongue around the flared ridge of the head.

As much as he wanted to come all over her mouth, he wanted to make her squirm in absolute pleasure. He didn't want her on her knees in front of him; he wanted her under him, beside him, next to him, on top of him. Flush against him. Skin on skin. He wanted to feel her body ripple against him as she came undone.

He pulled away and before she could turn to Micah again, he reached down and lifted her up, hoisting her upward so that her legs fit over his hips. She gave an alarmed gasp, but he ignored it as her slick heat settled over his cock.

He parted her folds with careful fingers, settling at her entrance. His dick was straining upward, wanting her, reaching for her moist haven.

Cupping her ass, he lifted slightly and then slid into her pussy. They both moaned.

Then he panicked as he realized he was going to be so busted if her hands went any higher than his shoulders.

Micah moved in behind Julie, fitting his cock to her ass. With both men to hold her up between them, they easily drove into her body. Micah gripped her upper arms, preventing her from moving them higher. He pulled downward, grinding her onto his cock. The motion sent Nathan deeper into her as well.

Making sure that pleasure and not pain reflected in her features, Nathan wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her closer to him so that Micah's angle of entry was better. "God, you're big," she whispered.

Nathan's gaze flew to Micah. Were they hurting her? A sheen of sweat beaded Micah's forehead. It was creased with intense concentration. Pleasure. Almost pain. But no pain carved lines into Julie's face. No, her head was thrown back, her lips parted as tiny little gasps spilled out every time they slapped against her ass and thighs.

Taking his cues from Julie and her obvious enjoyment, Nathan thrust harder, driving deep and holding before retreating again.

Her body shook with the force of the two men slamming into her. How much could she take? She was a good deal smaller than him and Micah, and even if she was plump and curvy, it didn't mean she could take the continual bombardment they were meting out.

And before he'd made sure that he was the one to introduce Julie to anal sex. Not that he knew if he was her first. It didn't matter. He was determined not to hurt her, to make it good for her. Now Micah was fucking her ass, and Nathan had no way of ensuring he was as gentle as Nathan had been.

He closed his eyes. This had to stop. He was making a complete cluster fuck of this entire situation. His dick was starting to shrivel under the weight of his brain overloading.

Carefully he pulled her away from Micah and started toward the bed. He wasn't going to make Micah go home with a case of blue balls, but neither did he want them to work Julie over in the middle of the room.

Still buried in her pussy, he gently laid her on the bed. Reaching back for her legs, he hoisted them high on his hips as he settled more firmly between her thighs.

She probably wanted a kinkfest, complete with another double penetration. But all he wanted was to make love to her. He wanted to slide so deep inside her that her body acknowledged who she belonged to, even if she didn't know it was him loving and pleasuring her.

He looked down as he withdrew and let out a curse. He'd been so overtaken with the urge to possess her that he wasn't even wearing a condom. What the hell must she be thinking? This wasn't the time to lose his head and leave her unprotected. He didn't have any diseases, that was for sure, but the last thing he wanted to do was knock her up.

Oh hell. He pulled out of her in a hurry before the idea of her pregnant with his baby could make him lose what little sanity he had left. Yeah, she was probably on birth control, but there was no need to take any chances.

He turned blindly in search of a condom, and Micah tossed a packet into the air. With clumsy fingers, he tore the wrapper off and hastily rolled the latex on.

Now that he'd felt her sleek heat, he loathed the idea of a barrier.

He stared down at her luscious body, and he knew in that moment he wanted nothing more than her on top of him, her sweet, rounded ass cradled on his thighs. His hands cupped around that sweet ass.

He lay down beside her then reached for her. Micah was there to help her as he turned her and urged her to straddle Nathan's hips.

For a moment Nathan merely stared up at her, his hands roaming over the curve of her hips to her plump breasts. He loved the feel of all that silky, satiny skin over his palms. She was soft where he was rough. She made him feel strong. An able protector.

To his surprise, she didn't wait for him. She reached down and curled her hand around his cock. She didn't hurry, though. She toyed with the band of the condom, touching the bared portion of his cock below before gliding her hand over the latex-sheathed portion. Then she dropped her hand again and cupped his balls in her soft palm.

A groan escaped, billowing up from the deepest portion of his chest.

She fondled them carefully, and with each touch, he grew harder until he was one giant, painful erection.

Laughing softly, she arched upward and tucked his cock between the satiny flesh at her apex. He watched in utter fascination as his length disappeared behind a shield of silky, tight curls.

She landed against him with a tight shudder, her hips quivering, her pussy fluttering like a butterfly's wings.

Behind them, Micah stood, stroking his cock as he watched, his eyes hooded and intense. For just a moment, Nathan ignored him, wanting this moment when Julie was all his, when her pleasure was his.

He bowed upward, sending himself deeper into her depths. She gasped and reached down to brace herself on his belly. He took her hands, so small in his, and held them as she began to ride him.

Her breasts bobbed above their joined hands. Pale blue veins ran underneath the soft brown skin rendering them delicate looking. He trailed a thumb along the underside of one breast then raised her hand with his so he could brush his knuckles over the nipple. His mouth watered with the need to taste her. It wasn't as if he hadn't had her breasts in his mouth often enough, but he seriously doubted he'd ever grow tired of her taste, of the feel of her on his tongue. Or the way she shivered in delight when his mouth touched her.

She moaned again and arched forward, and it was then Nathan could see that Micah was touching her, his hands running the length of her back, then down again and over her hips.

Knowing his brief moment was over, Nathan scooted toward the edge of the bed so that Micah could step between his legs. As long as he didn't think too long or hard about their relative positions, he could do this. It made him damn uncomfortable, but with Julie clasped around his cock like a warm burst of sunshine, he could easily tune Micah out.

Julie sighed and curled her fingers tighter around her lover's hands, holding on as the second man slipped a finger into her ass, stretching gently as he prepared her for his entry.

Warm oil coated her opening, inside then out again. One finger, then two. She clamped down on the cock inside her pussy, wringing a soft cry from her love. Then a condom-wrapped dick replaced the fingers at her anus, blunt and pushing inward.

Her body fought the invasion but he persisted, pushing against her natural resistance. She held her breath and pushed back, and with a gentle pop he was in.

Her entire body seized. She crushed the hands she was holding as she bucked, nearly pulling free of both cocks.

Soothing hands gripped her hips, holding her down, petting, stroking. She could almost hear their reassuring whispers floating over her skin.

Two cocks impossibly wedged into her body. So tight she could hardly breathe. It seemed more difficult this way than how they'd taken her before. More intense.

When the man at her ass carefully retreated, she bit her bottom lip, knowing what was coming. His retreat felt so damn good. A lessening of the incredible pressure that bloomed in her lower body.

Then he rippled forward, reopening her ahead of his advance.

She cried out, digging her knees into masculine hips. Again they soothed her, stroking her lightly, stilling their thrusts as they let her get used to their size.

God, it burned. Like fire in her deepest recesses. It was the single most intense sensation she'd ever experienced. If the pressure didn't dissipate soon, she was quite simply going to explode.

She wiggled and squirmed like a trapped fish, wanting them to move, to help her. She needed relief. When they still refused to accommodate her, she reached down and pinched a very firm abdomen.

A chuckle rumbled underneath her fingertips, but he wrapped his big hands around her hips and thrust upward. Finally.

Forgoing their lazy pace, both men surged into her body with strength that took her breath away. She knew they were big. Knew they were muscled. From what she'd been able to feel, they were incredibly built. She'd love to massage both of them. Spend a lazy afternoon seducing them with nothing more than the touch of her hands. And maybe her mouth.

A wicked grin erupted as she remembered running her mouth over Nathan again and again.

Nathan watched her lips turn up in a smile worthy of a siren. She was so incredibly expressive and passionate. The woman burned with it.

Knowing what she wanted and determined not to torment her or himself any longer, he gave himself over to the mindless ecstasy whipping like a hurricane through his belly.

"Oh," she gasped.

Micah pressed his lips to the curve of her neck, his hands sliding up her sides and to the underswells of her breasts. He kneaded and cupped the soft mounds, pushing them outward. Nathan rested his own hands on the tops of her thighs, enjoying the smoothness of her skin as she rode him, as Micah rode her.

The sight of the three of them was erotic as hell. Now he understood some of what drove Micah. Not all certainly, because Micah was as deceptive as they came. Behind that lazy-ass smile and charming exterior lay some fucked-up demons, of that Nathan was sure.

But he left it all behind when he loved on a woman. Nathan had to give him that.

Like rain lashing in the midst of a storm, the current arcing through his body grew stronger. Fire built and rose in his cock, pushing upward until his body screamed for mercy.

Her pussy clenched, spasmed danced around his dick. His fingers curled into her hips, and with a hoarse cry, he let it all go.

As long as he lived, he'd never forget the sight of her on top of him, head thrown back, the red sash a vibrant splash across her eyes. Her mouth open in a soundless scream of pleasure. Beautiful. So beautiful and fucking perfect.

Micah strained against her, pushing her down onto Nathan. He caught her and supported her, stroking her like a colt in need of gentling as Micah lowered his head to rest on her shoulder.

The three were exhausted. When Micah finally pulled away, Julie sank down like a deflated balloon into Nathan's waiting arms. His cock still pulsed and twitched inside her, and for the moment he was content to remain connected to her in the most intimate way possible.

He tentatively touched her hair as she lay on his chest, her soft breaths blowing over his skin. How he wanted to remove that hated blindfold and look into her eyes. After tonight, he wouldn't do this again. And if he had his way, he wasn't going to be replaced with some other guy who didn't give a shit one way or another.