Candy Apple (14 page)

“Uh, we’ll go out the back door.” He backed away. Murmurs
echoed through the closed door but it remained shut.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby. They won’t bother us now.” Kiah
closed his teeth over her nipple and the almost too-hard bite distracted her.
Heat raced from her breast into her pussy and she arched her back, pushing her
ass back against Nathan’s heat. The need to be fucked, filled, flowed through
her core.

“We’ve got you, babe.” Nathan’s hand slipped down between he
legs. “Fuck, Hez, she’s wet.”

Kiah tipped his head back against the chair and took in a
long deep breath. She could tell he was close. It had been a while and she
wanted him to savor every moment.

“You want me to fuck you, babe?” Nathan asked, his voice low
but loud enough that Kiah’s eyes popped open.

“Yes.”

Kiah opened his mouth as if he was going to protest but she
licked her lips, making the movement deliberate and bold. “But I want Kiah to
come in my mouth.”

A sharp hiss floated through the air.

“Where do I find a condom, babe?” Nathan asked.

“My bedroom.”

He smacked her lightly on the ass and stepped back.

“You can suck his cock,” Nathan said. “But don’t let him
come. In fact, neither one of you can come before I get back.” He leaned down
and kissed her hard. “I don’t want to miss all the fun.”

“You’d better hurry,” she warned, blinking up at him, not
sure she or Kiah could hold out. Nathan smiled and stroked his fingers along
the edge of her jaw.

“Where am I going?”

“Upstairs, last door on the right. Bedside table.”

He nodded and took off.

Alone with Kiah, she looked up and met his gaze. Hunger and
lust blended with a gentler emotion that she knew he wasn’t ready to explore
just yet. She could wait. Besides, tonight was about fucking and sucking and
she wanted to be sucking his cock.

The memory of the way he’d responded the last time she’d had
his cock in her mouth made her smile. She placed a brief kiss on his lips then
dropped to her knees between his spread thighs, her fingers undoing the
button-fly of his jeans. His cock pressed against the opening, as if begging to
be free. Moaning at the sight of his eager shaft, she tugged the denim open.
Kiah lifted his hips to give her room to pull the tight material down.

The hard, thick cock sprung upward and she wrapped her hand
around the base, guiding the tip to her lips. This time, she had her glasses on
and she could feel and see every response. She didn’t tease or linger today.
She lapped at the head and watched as Kiah’s eyes opened just a little bit
wider.

The edges of his lips tightened down as if he struggled for
control.

“You okay?” she asked, flicking her tongue out and skimming
a trail up the full length of his shaft.

“Trying not to come.”

She giggled. “Because Nathan said you couldn’t?” she teased.

Kiah’s eyes squinted down. “Fuck that. I just want to feel
your mouth before I come.”

“How’s this?” She licked again. “Or this?” She fluttered her
tongue along the underside of the head.

“Baby, take it.”

Heat rushed into her core at the need ringing through his
voice. She couldn’t deny him. She opened her lips and sucked the first inch
into her mouth.

His groan rumbled through the air but she only let him sink
in another little bit, before pulling back and swirling her tongue around the
thick tip.

“Baby—” His voice was filled with warning but before he
could say anything more, she swallowed his cock, taking him to the back of her
throat before pulling all the way off. “Fuck!” It should have come out as a
shout but instead it was more of a snarl. “Don’t tease me, baby, when I get
back on my feet, I’m going to paddle that sweet ass until you can’t sit down.”

A shudder raced through her core at the thought.

“Fuck, you like that idea.” He cupped his hand around the
back of her neck. “Come on, baby. Take it all and I promise I’ll spank you
until your ass burns.”

Tasha didn’t resist his guidance. She opened her mouth and
took as much of his cock as she could. His low rumble of approval fluttered
into her chest.

She took a breath then clamped her lips around his shaft and
slowly drew back, sucking she retreated. His hips rocked upward as if he
couldn’t remain passive—he needed to fuck.

Kiah’s fingers carded through her curls, petting her,
holding her in place as he worked his cock in and out of her mouth, shallow,
deliberate strokes.

Her mind was focused on Kiah’s cock in her mouth and she
didn’t notice Nathan’s return, until she felt his hands sliding over her hips.
She gasped and pulled back, Kiah’s shaft almost slipping from her lips.

“No, babe, you look so fucking hot sucking his cock. Keep
going. I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy. We’ll have you between us, filled
with cock, begging for more.”

As if the words affected Kiah as well, he punched his hips
up, driving his shaft deeper into her mouth. She couldn’t respond except to
take him and moan as the thick rod tapped the back of her throat. She sucked
and pulled back but couldn’t go far. Nathan’s body covered hers, his bare chest
teasing her back.

“Hold still for just a moment, babe. Let me get into this
pretty little cunt.”

Kiah tightened the grip on her head, holding his cock in her
mouth. Even as Nathan pushed the head of his cock into her pussy, Kiah pressed
forward, sinking deeper into her mouth. They moved together, piercing her from
both ends until she was full—penetrated by both her lovers.

Dazed, she hung there, capturing the breath she could
through her nose.

For a moment, no one moved. Tasha pressed her tongue up
against Kiah’s shaft.

“Fuck, man, we’ve got to do it,” he said.

Slowly Nathan withdrew, not all the way, just until the tip
of his cock stayed inside her. She shivered as he eased his shaft back into
her. It took a moment for them to find the rhythm—Nathan’s cock driving her
forward, sending Kiah’s shaft to the back of her throat.

She closed her eyes and lost herself in the dual sensations
of Kiah’s cock in her mouth while Nathan’s slowly fucked her pussy. Despite
their fighting and sniping, they worked well together, neither fucking her too
deep. The push and pull hypnotized her, drawing her higher with every thrust
and groan.

All she knew was the need to come, the need to feel them
come inside her.

“That’s it, babe,” he whispered. She was sure it was Nathan
but it didn’t matter. They were both her lovers. Her loves. “Make him come. Let
him come in that pretty mouth so I can fuck you hard.”

Her body seemed attuned to his commands and she tightened
her lips down on the lovely shaft filling her mouth.

Nathan punched his cock into her, holding it deep inside,
giving her a moment to concentrate.

She pulled back, sucking hard, knowing Kiah could take it,
but even before she’d fully retreated, he grabbed her head and held her in
place, his hips rocking up, thrusting his cock into her mouth. She tightened
her lips and let him fuck her mouth, loving the short, hard strokes.

“Fuck, babe, he’s going to come.”

She barely got the warning before Kiah pressed up high, his
come spilling into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, her mind and
body locked in the sensations, the flavors filling her mouth.

Kiah continued to stroke her hair even as his cock softened.

“Hold on, baby,” he warned. “I think Nattie’s lost control.”

As if his words triggered Nathan’s drive, he pulled back
then slammed into her, filling her, fucking her. She grabbed the edges of the
chair and held on, taking, loving every deep, hard stroke.

Kiah’s hands washed over her back even as his voice filled
her head.

“Does that feel good, baby? You like having him pound your
pussy, hard and deep?”

“Y-yes…” Her answer dribbled out her lips as a moan while
Nathan continued to fuck her, every thrust filling her pussy.

“Send her over the edge, man,” Kiah commanded.

Nathan grunted and reached around. The lightest touch
brushed against her clit and she screamed as the delicious jolts moved through
her core. Nathan continued to fuck her, driving deep for several more seconds
before he shouted out and plowed his cock the full depth of her pussy.

“So good,” he whispered against her ear.

She nodded, her cheek rubbing against Kiah’s thighs.

The motion triggered the memory and she lifted her head,
looking up at Kiah.

“You okay?”

The wicked grin that spread across his lips made her pussy
tremble one more time.

“Yes, but now, we definitely need to get you home.” He
brushed his hand along the edge of her chin. “I want to lie back in bed while
you ride my cock.”

The shaft, still limp inside her, twitched. Tasha gasped and
turned the sound in to what she hoped was a seductive giggle.

“I think that’s going to be perfect.”

“Yes,” Nathan added, sliding his hand down between her ass
cheeks, his finger tapping against her tight hole. “Soon, babe.” He pressed the
tip of his finger into her ass. “Soon, we’re going to have you there and
together.”

She gasped.

“Fuck yeah,” Kiah groaned. “One of us in your pussy, the
other in your ass.”

She shivered at the thought but knew she’d give it a try.
She loved being surrounded by these two men.

Nathan eased back, his cock slipping from inside her.

“Come on. Let’s get home.”

Home. Tasha liked the sound of that word. She sat on the
floor for a moment, naked and well-fucked.

No, she didn’t have any idea how it would work out but she
knew it would be with these two men in her life.

Epilogue

Dear Diary,

Nathan and Kiah might not believe the dress is cursed,
but I know the truth.

Nathan yanked on the zipper, using all his strength but the
damn thing didn’t move.

“Let me try.” Kiah slapped Nathan’s hands out of the way and
tugged on the zipper tab but got the same result. Gritting his teeth, he pulled
even harder until he practically tipped Heather over.

“Don’t hurt her,” Paxson called from the far side of the
room.

“Shit, the material, at least, should be ripping by now,”
Nathan announced to the crowd in the room.

Tasha stood beside Heather’s lovers, Cain and Paxson—well
out of range of the dress. Cait, Rain and Tanner sat on the couch watching.

Despite everything that happened, Nathan and Kiah still
weren’t convinced the dress was cursed. The rest of the guys had their doubts
as well so they’d gathered as a group to do some tests.

With Heather wearing the gown, they tugged, pulled and
yanked but the zipper wouldn’t move. Then they moved on to cutting and tearing.
Kiah wanted to try setting the dress on fire but Paxson called it quits,
refusing to let Kiah and a match anywhere near Heather.

“So, have we exhausted all possibilities?” Heather asked.

Nathan nodded and looked at Kiah. He agreed. All the men
joined in.

Heather held her arms out to her side and called for Cain or
Paxson to come closer. When they got about three feet away, the dress plummeted
to the ground.

“Now that’s the reaction I remember,” Nathan said, his head
tipped to the side, staring at Heather.

“Eyes back in your head, asshole,” Paxson muttered as he
stepped in front of Heather. She’d put on a bathing suit before the “dress
test”, but it left little to the imagination.

“What?” Nathan shook his head and peered at Paxson. “I
wasn’t—I was thinking about Tasha and the elevator.” He turned his head and met
Tasha’s stare. Heat flowed out of the wicked blue eyes.

Somehow, that seemed to be the signal for the night to end.
Tasha gathered the dress up and shoved in the backseat of the Mustang. Kiah had
ridden over his bike.

She leaned gently against the car and watched as they played
rock, paper, scissors to decide who she would ride home with.

When she offered a blowjob as a consolation prize to the
loser, Kiah seemed almost disappointed that he’d won. Nathan, on the other
hand, was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

“I’ll see you at home, babe.” He kissed her and practically
skipped as he walked to his car.

“Upset?” she asked Kiah as she climbed on behind him. He
reached back and patted her ass.

“No way, baby. When you bend over to blow him, I’ll just
paddle this sweet little ass.”

She gasped and then yelped as he started the bike and drove
home. Tasha rested her head against Kiah’s shoulder as they rode, savoring the
strength of his body. He’d almost fully healed and was starting back next week
at the fire department. Light duty but she was sure he’d be back to full
strength soon.

It had been an eventful few months. She’d moved in with
Nathan and Kiah. They were still working out the subtleties of their
relationship but more and more she ended up sleeping between two hot male
bodies.

She tightened her arms around Kiah’s waist, letting her
fingertip trail over his erection. He growled. She couldn’t hear the sound but
she felt the rumble in his chest. It just added to the wicked sensation of
being pressed against him with the motorcycle vibrating between her legs. Hmm,
someday she needed to get Kiah to take her on a long ride to see if she could
actually come just from riding the bike.

Kiah led her into the house. Nathan was already there,
sipping a glass of wine and inspecting the wedding dress. He handed Tasha a
glass of white wine.

Kiah dropped his keys by the door and picked up the beer
Nathan had left for him beside the couch, sinking down into the fluffy
cushions.

They all three stared at the dress. Kiah shook his head.
“Who would curse a wedding dress?”

“No idea,” Tasha said.

“What are you going to do with it now?” Nathan asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you don’t need to wear it any more, right?” He tipped
his head and looked at her.

“Right, unless you think you need a third ‘true love’ to add
to the mix,” Kiah said, laughter and a hint of challenge rumbled beneath his
words.

“Don’t be silly,” she responded. She could barely handle the
men she had.

“And you’re sure as hell not wearing this in our wedding,”
Nathan said.

“No way.” Kiah shook his head.

“She’d end up naked at the altar,” Nathan added.

“And that dress is some kinda ugly. Even a straight man can
see that.”

A little shiver ran down her spine. No one had mentioned
“marriage” or the future since her outburst two months ago. She was willing to
let it ride for a while but was thrilled that they hadn’t forgotten.

“I’ll get rid of it. Maybe give it to Goodwill.”

“Isn’t that a little cruel?” Kiah asked. “Some unsuspecting
woman could end up trapped in it.”

Tasha thought about it. True, it was probably a little
frightening to give the dress away but if it hadn’t been for the dress, she
never would have ended up with Nathan and Kiah. And she knew Heather and Cait
felt the same way.

Diabolical as the dress might seem, it had all turned out in
the end.

“Well, it worked out well for the three of us.” She smiled
at her lovers. “Maybe the next person will have the same good luck.”