ChasingSin (8 page)

“I think you really should put him out of his misery now.”

Nodding in agreement, she pressed another kiss to his lips
before she turned her focus on Tripp. He hissed as she leaned over and closed
her mouth over the crown of his cock, much as she had that first night they
were all together. Opening wider, she angled herself in such a way that she
nearly swallowed the entire length of him in one motion.

This close to the men, she savored their mingled flavors.
Tripp’s taste in her mouth, while Snyder’s scent filled her lungs.

“Tastes good, doesn’t he, love?”

She gave a low sound of approval, the noise vibrating her
mouth and throat around Tripp. He went rock hard and erupted with a loud shout.
Greedy, she continued to suck, drinking everything he gave while Snyder
continued to fuck him.

Moments later, Snyder roared his own release and Kate found
herself basking in this gift these two men had given her. She pressed a light
kiss against Tripp’s abdomen, playing her hand over his softening cock to enjoy
the feel. He gave a soft moan of satisfaction and she sighed with her own
pleasure as she stood back to look at the aftermath.

Snyder pushed closer to Tripp, his lips working up his chest
to his jaw and then finally possessing his mouth. The loving kiss they shared
stole her breath and the ache in her body indicated she would need more than a
few ice-cold showers to get over this moment.

Her hip hit the table as she backed away and the noise
caused the two men to break the kiss. “I’m going to—”

“The next words out of your mouth better be ‘let you two
have your way with me’ or you’re going to have a storm come down on you that’s
worse than what’s out there.” Snyder pressed a kiss to the hollow of Tripp’s
throat and pulled away. He crossed to her with two determined strides, scooped
her up and carried her off to bed.

* * * * *

Kate moved quietly around the bedroom, searching for her
sundress with only the soft glow of a nightlight to guide her. The dress had
been carelessly discarded seconds before Snyder had tossed her on the bed a few
hours ago. A quiet cough startled her as she slipped the thin fabric over her
head.

“Come back to bed.” Snyder’s sleep-filled voice made her
smile.

“I can’t sleep.” The sheets shifted as he moved, tossing the
cover to the side to expose him completely. She shouldn’t have been surprised
to find his cock already standing at full attention. “Which isn’t such a bad
thing apparently.”

“Which is why you should come back to bed and let me give
you something you can suck on to settle your nerves.”

For half a second, she was tempted by his inviting smile,
but the wind that had awakened her rattled against the window. “Come outside
with me. Tripp’s dead to the world right now anyway. I want to see what’s
kicking up out there before it’s not safe to look anymore.”

They slipped out onto the dark porch and the humidity of the
tropical system hit her full force. Kate shivered from the ocean spray even at
this distance and Snyder curled his arm around her waist to drag her closer. When
she felt his erection press against her hip, she realized he hadn’t taken the
time to slip on a pair of shorts.

“Too lazy to dress?”

“We’re the only ones for miles. What’s the point?”

She studied the dark, seeing the whitecaps of the building
waves in the dark. “The waves are gorgeous.”

“Still going to think that when the worst of the storm hits
in a few hours?”

“Think we’ll all have more on our minds then.” The list of
items that needed to be taken care of seemed to grow longer by the second, but
she couldn’t seem to make herself concentrate on any of it. Not after the way
her body buzzed from being with the men again. It reminded her of how she’d
felt in that motel room.

The utter peace that had washed over her even if for only a
few minutes.

“Why did you leave?”

Kate turned her face away so he couldn’t see the scowl
darkening her face. She should have known it was coming. It was inevitable
considering the tight quarters for the past few days and the hot, passionate
sex they’d all shared.

“Snyder.”

He turned her in his arms, forcing her to look directly at
him. “We need to put this all out on the table, Kate. I think it’s clear it
can’t just be ignored and overlooked anymore.”

“I know. I just—can’t. It can wait.”

“Until when? We’re helping to clean up the mess? Then it
will just be some other excuse you give me.”

The wind tossed her hair and she reached up to pull it away.
“You both want something different than I do. I mean, look at you two. You’re
still together and I can’t stay in one place for any length of time. Tornado
alley in the spring, anywhere along the Gulf or Atlantic during the summer.
It’s just the reality of the way it is. Life doesn’t always get to be the way
you want it.”

“Seriously?” Snyder’s expression darkened as he frowned. “Is
that the reason? Because you think we wanted you to settle down in one place.
You think so little of us both that you assumed we wanted you to be the dutiful
little housewife? All you had to do was ask what we wanted from you.”

Kate shook her head. “You two deserve some stability in your
life. I just bring nothing but chaos. That can’t be healthy.”

Snyder laughed, brushing his thumbs against her cheeks. “I
think Tripp and I each bring enough chaos to our doorsteps. You adding to it
won’t even ruffle the nap of the doormat resting there.”

God, why doesn’t he understand?
“But that’s just it.
I can’t give you a home to have a doormat on.”

His sigh was so heavy, even the powerful wind couldn’t carry
it away. “Home isn’t a building, Kate. You and Tripp are my home. That’s what I
want. Where you two are
is
home.”

She started to protest, but he set his thumb over her mouth
to silence her.

“Above all else, we wanted you to be happy. If that is a
physical address, then that’s the way the cards fall. If it’s all of our crap tossed
into the back of a truck while we drive thousands of miles in one day, then
that’s fine too. Tripp and I have the same drive you do. Chase the storm
whatever it takes. Home is wherever you make it. For us, that’s where you are.
Where the three of us can be together.”

“Could have fooled me.” She winced. “Sorry, that was
uncalled for. Neither of you have done anything wrong and I’m unjustly blaming
you.”

“Darlin’, there is nothing,
nothing
better than you
being involved with us. The sooner you get that through that smart little brain
of yours, the better this relationship is going to be.” His hands threaded
through her hair, pulling it back so the wind couldn’t dance with it anymore.
“You’re home, Kate.
You’re home.
You just need to open your eyes and see
how much we love you.”

He said it with such conviction, she couldn’t help but
believe him. She whimpered as Snyder’s mouth closed over hers. Her body relaxed
as he backed her against the rail lining the porch. He was right, she was home.
Both physically and mentally.

She knew she needed to share more with Snyder, tell him her
deep-seated fears about the other secret she held, but now didn’t seem the
time. Not when he seemed to be doing his best to remind her how he really felt
about her. Her mind fuzzed as his tongue slipped into her mouth and he pushed
her sundress from her shoulders to puddle around her feet.

It was crazy how soon she wanted him again. Especially since
a short time ago he’d done his best to remind her just how much he enjoyed
tasting her. He’d flung her on the bed, diving between her legs before she’d
even settled on the mattress. Tripp had joined him seconds later and they’d
taking turns lavishing attention on her pussy. Watching them lick her, then
share an intimate kiss had nearly undone her. They’d worshipped her entire
body, keeping her on edge for what seemed like hours before finally allowing
her to come.

It has to be unhealthy to want them this much, doesn’t
it?

“Well now, nice to know I don’t have to worry about you two
keeping yourselves entertained while I catch up on my beauty sleep.”

Tripp’s statement caused Snyder to cup his hand behind her
nape and tip her backward, kissing her with more power and passion that she’d
ever experienced from someone.

They broke away and Tripp smirked as he wiggled two condom
packets between his fingers. “Could have at least woken me up, so I could join
in on the fun.”

She smiled as she crossed to him and wrapped her arms around
his neck. His hands tightened on her waist as she pulled him closer, tugging
his face closer to hers. Their lips met and, not to be outdone, Tripp swept her
away with a kiss that matched the intensity of Snyder’s.

“You taste like him. I could get used to that.” His mouth
dipped to hers again as Snyder closed the distance between them and wrapped his
arms around their shoulders.

When they broke away, Snyder moved in for his chance with
Tripp and she ran her hands over their chests as the men kissed. Tripp hadn’t
bothered to dress before he’d come outside either and her finger dragged slowly
against the tip of their hard lengths.

“Very used to that,” Tripp whispered when they broke away,
and Kate continued to let her fingers dance over their flesh, collecting the
drops of pre-cum that gathered there to show their excitement. Snyder tugged on
her hand and she pulled Tripp along with her as they walked over to the single,
sturdy lounge chair that her father had bolted to the planks years ago.

“About that offer I made earlier…” Snyder dropped her hand,
flashing a devastating smile. Growing bold, she went to her knees in front of
him. She took him into her mouth, sliding the flat of her tongue against his
hard length. His groan dripped with pleasure and she took it as a sign to keep
going. Snyder’s hands rested against her head, his fingers threading through
her hair to hold it in place as she sucked him. Her tongue cradled his shaft,
stroking slowly along it.

She quickened her pace, listening as Tripp whispered
encouraging words to her. The thought of someone watching while she sucked this
man off made her excitement grow. She wanted Snyder begging for more, but she
also wanted to leave him hanging on the edge, so she left him just short of
release.

He muttered a few insults as she stood.

Smirking, she turned to find Tripp lying on the chair, his
cock in hand as he worked a coating of lubrication over himself. She tapped
Snyder on his chest, leaning against him. “He really seems to be enjoying
himself without us. Should we just sit back and appreciate the show?”

Tripp’s eyes narrowed and he pointed to Snyder, then
gestured for him to come join him.

“When a sexy man puts up that kind of tempting offer? Hard
to resist.” He kissed the top of her head, but pulled her along behind him.

This time she had a head-on view and watched as Snyder worked
himself onto Tripp. The minutes seemed to drag by, but she was in no rush to
hurry the moment along.

Both men let out deep groans saturated with pleasure as
Snyder finally took all of Tripp’s cock. She watched with rapt attention, and
didn’t realize she was staring at them until Tripp cleared his throat. His hand
lifted, threading through her unbound hair. He tugged gently, and at first, she
resisted. The sight before her was too irresistible to not play voyeur.

She’d found she’d enjoyed watching them earlier, and far be
it from her to butt in when they seemed to be enjoying themselves. Tripp
obviously had other ideas and smiled as he pulled harder, taking away her
choice.

She tilted her head slightly as she lowered it, waiting for
that precious moment when their mouths met. Tripp’s voice resonated from his
throat as their lips touched and he immediately turned his head a bit in order
to deepen the kiss. She felt the chair shake faintly and Snyder’s hand brushed
against the top of her head, pushing her hair out of the way.

Breaking away, she glanced up and he gestured for her to
come closer. His eyes gleamed with mischief and a quick glance down at Tripp
showed he wore the same expression.

“As much as I like kissing you and even having you play
voyeur, you need to get that sweet cunt of yours up here so I can have a
taste…” Tripp’s tongue skimmed against his lips in anticipation as his
statement trailed off.

“Didn’t get enough earlier?”

The amusement vanished from his expression and he held her
head between his hands. “Never. I will never get enough of you. If you ever
think otherwise, I will do my damndest to spend all my free time showing just
how wrong you are.”

At his words, her body seemed to scream for the attention he
promised. His expression changed again, the glint returning to his eyes to
signal the serious moment was over. “Now go to him. Give him a big kiss for
me.”

As she started to move, he snagged her leg and hip,
positioning her so she straddled his shoulders. His tongue pressed against her
pussy and Snyder leaned forward in enough time to swallow her contented sigh.

She felt his body lift, then lower and realized he’d started
riding Tripp again while he kissed her. Hot breath huffed against her thighs
and damp folds, further adding to the heat building inside her core.

The abrasiveness of Tripp’s unshaven chin provided a
delicious amount of friction against her clit. He held her in place by splaying
his hands wide against her upper thigh and bottom. He shifted, moving so his
tongue flicked against the hard nub of her clit.

Snyder kissed her senseless as she rode Tripp’s mouth. She
thought she’d known fulfillment, but this moment proved her wrong. She gasped
for air when Snyder finally released her from his powerful kiss and she let her
head fall back. Tripp’s tongue swept against her again, this time his teeth
grazing swollen flesh to send a shock wave through her.