Double Trouble: A Menage Romance (10 page)

H
e’d vowed not
to let this woman dominate his thoughts. But Gage had failed right from the start. One look at Jess in that dress with Holt’s arm draped around her and Gage lost control.

All those sexy curves, the midnight laugh echoing through the empty room, the sparkle in her eyes. Giving Jess up wasn't an option. Not now.

Tomorrow would be another day. Clawing back the veneer of control was easier in the daylight. In the morning, he could pretend she didn’t consume him. Own him. But tonight, Gage was giving in to Jess and the promise of an impossible future.

They fell into the limo in a tangled up mess, Jess on top, Holt right behind.

Lips on lips. Hands roving everywhere.

Gage pulled Jess across the bench seat of the limo, her creamy skin soft beneath his fingers.
Fuck
. Every inch of her begged to be caressed. Gage grabbed the hem of her dress, bunching the silk dress in a pool around her waist.

Thank God the penthouse was only a few minutes away.

Every tug on the fabric exposed more leg, more luscious skin he needed to stroke and kiss. At last, her thigh came into view and Gage dove for it, slipping his hand between her legs, higher and higher until Jess moaned.
Mmm
.

“I bet you’re wet for us, aren’t you? Soaking through those panties at just the thought of my tongue dipping inside you, tasting you. Holt’s body pinning you down.”

Gage found the edge of her underwear and followed the trail of satin until he wedged his fingers beneath the fabric. “Mmm. Just what I thought. You’re dripping.”

He knew it was reckless. Every word from his lips an admission of how much she controlled his every move. Not an hour went by where he didn’t want to drop everything and rush to her. Strip them both bare and lay his soul out for her pleasure. Gage had fallen for the same woman as his brother.

Holt wasn’t the only one in love. Too bad it could never be. Gage rose up and kissed Jess’s earlobe while his brother slid over. Holt reached out and stroked her breast. As his thumb circled around her nipple, Jess spread her legs, surrendering to them both.

In a fevered rush, Gage tugged her panties to the side and sunk two fingers into her slippery heat.
Damn
. Drenched was an understatement. He ran his fingers through her folds, up and down, stroking her clit before dipping back inside.

Jess reached out, grabbing ahold of both men’s thighs as she opened wider.
Yes. Show us you want us. Show us you need us.

Holt took her jaw in his hands, turning her toward him before capturing her mouth. She moaned and Gage zeroed in on her clit. Around and around he rubbed, teasing her, ramping her up, pushing her toward an orgasm in the back of their limo.

Jess cried out and bucked into his hand as Holt tugged down the front of her dress, freeing one of her breasts. Fucking spectacular. Gage would never tire of her body or the way she responded to their touch.

Holt broke their kiss and dove for her breast, lapping the puckered nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and flicking fast. Jess’s pants turned to gasps and Gage increased his efforts, teasing her clit over and over as the limo turned a corner. Almost home. He reached up with his free hand, grabbing her face down for a punishing kiss as he pinched her clit.

Jess groaned into his mouth, her orgasm flooding her body as the car pulled into the drive. As she came down, he pulled back and tugged her panties into place. “Looks like we’re home.”

* * *

O
h my god
.
The last wisps of her orgasm faded as the limo door opened. Holt stepped out and took her hand. “How about you hold onto me? You need the support.”

Everything rushed by in a blur. The private elevator. The marble entryway. The view of Central Park. Everything a pair of billionaire brothers took for granted. Things she’d never dreamed of.

Jess wasn’t a celebrity or a spoiled little rich girl. She was an average researcher making ends meet in Atlanta. She didn’t even have a pet. Twenty-six years old with no boyfriend and no lasting relationship after her father died. Nothing but a best friend who told her over and over to take a chance.

Here she was, taking all the chances. The three of them stumbled into Gage’s bedroom with the view of the New York lights out the window. The city winked at her, sparkling little gems of encouragement as Gage tugged her dress to the floor.

Somehow in the past two weeks, she’d opened her heart and let Holt and Gage take up residence. She might tell herself that it was only a fling, but she knew better.

Gage spun her around in his arms, lips landing on hers with an urgency to match her own. God, the man could kiss. Soft and slow, deep and sensual. He slid his hands up her back and swiped his tongue across her mouth, demanding entry.

Jess opened on a moan, letting him in to lap at her tongue and tease her higher. As Gage kissed her breathless, Holt’s hands landed hot on her bare skin.
Oh, God.
The MacIntosh brothers were overwhelming. Why had she ever tried to keep them at arms length?

They weren’t just eye candy or a fun fling. She was in love with them both. Gage with his cool exterior and fiery eyes. Holt with his heart on his sleeve and hair sticking up in every direction.

She wanted to stay wrapped up in their arms forever, not for only a few more days. Jess knew it was crazy. She knew it would never work out. Two men? Brothers, no less? It was beyond inappropriate. It was wicked.

How could she have room for both of them in her heart? How could she want them both so much, so equally?

Gage ran his hands over her sides as Holt slipped his fingers beneath her panties. It didn’t matter how ridiculous or inappropriate it all sounded. Jess loved the MacIntosh brothers and tonight she would show them just how much.

Holt pushed her panties to the floor as Gage reached behind her to unclasp her bra. There she was, naked and exposed.

Before it always made her shy and insecure. Not anymore. Not with both of them.

Gage stepped back to shed his clothes and Jess watched in appreciation. Hard, sculpted muscles. Smooth skin. A body to worship.

Holt was no worse. The sound of his shoes hitting the floor made her turn. Where Gage was lanky and lean, Holt was solid and strong.

Both honed from hard work and dedication, both more than ready for her. Holt’s cock bobbed in the air as he slipped off his pants, thick and sturdy like the rest of him. He motioned toward the bed and she turned back around in time to catch Gage tossing his clothes on a chair.

His cock stood tall and proud and impossibly hard. Jess inhaled. She needed them both. She never thought she’d want two men. Who would? But the MacIntosh brothers made her forget her insecurities and fears. Together they made her soar.

As Gage fished condoms out of a drawer, Holt led her to the bed. He climbed on and caught the foil package his brother threw his way.

Jess hesitated. Now was her chance. Ever since they started down this road, she had wanted them together. Both brothers at once. But would they want to? Did she have the courage to ask?

“You’re thinking something.” Gage’s voice landed softly in her ear. His nose nuzzled her sensitive neck.

Jess nodded.

“Tell us.”

She bit her lip and glanced at Holt. He’d already donned a condom, his cock eager and ready. “I want you both.”

“I thought we’d established that.” Gage’s tongue tickled her earlobe.

“No. Not like before. I want… you at the same time.”

Gage’s hand trailed up her thigh and swirled around her ass. “You mean you want us both inside you?” He reached between her legs and coated his fingers in her cream before slipping one inside. “Here.”

She nodded.

Gage eased his finger free and trailed it back to the place she never dreamed of letting a man go. “And here.” He pressed against the puckered flesh, easing his finger inside.
Oh, yes.
A wave of pleasure, dark and heady, swept over her and Jess fell forward, her hands braced on either side of Holt.

“Yes, please.” Her voice sounded so quiet and far away, like she’d already left her body to float in a sea of bliss.

Gage pumped his finger, deeper and deeper inside her ass as Holt reached forward to find her clit. His fingers stroked the little nub while his brother worked her from behind. Jess arched her back for more.

Gage slipped a second finger past her tight ring and Jess shuddered. “She’s ready.”

His fingers slipped out and Jess reeled from the loss. She moaned and Holt pulled her toward him.

“Come, ride me, Jess. We’ll give you what you need.”

She nodded, crawling up the mattress before swinging her leg over Holt’s thighs. He reached up to stroke her breasts as she positioned herself above him.

“Are you sure?”

She met his hooded stare and nodded. “I am.”

“Then fuck me, Jess. Take me like you want to.”

She sank down in an instant, impaling herself on his length, and Holt groaned. “
Mmm
. Just like that.”

He pulled her down on top of him again and thrust, bucking up into her and sinking his cock to the hilt. As he ran his hands down her back, Gage slipped off the bed.

Up and down, side to side, she worked Holt, riding him like he’d asked. Her own need spiraled out of control. As Jess closed her eyes, Gage crawled back onto the bed, kneeling behind her. His hand slipped between her ass cheeks and a slippery wetness made her gasp. Lube. She smiled and leaned over, kissing Holt as Gage positioned himself.

He nudged against her tight little ring and she tensed until he slowed. “Relax, Jess. I’ll go easy.”

She nodded against Holt’s lips and Gage pushed with gentle pressure until her body opened up for him. His hands wrapped around her front, massaging her breasts as he pushed deeper and—
Oh my god
. His cock slipped inside and Jess was overwhelmed.

Their thick muscled bodies were everywhere. Above and beneath her, filling her and rocking her whole world.

Holt pulled back and thrust and all she could do was hold on. She grabbed him by the shoulders, digging her nails into his skin as she broke their kiss. “Harder, Holt. Fuck me harder.”

He grunted his agreement, pulling back and picking up speed as he filled her up. Every roll of his hips sent him deeper, and every pull back brought her down on Gage’s length. She was riding a wave of cocks and sweat and sex and she’d never been more complete.
Free
.

If she could have these two men in her life and in her bed, she’d stop being the wallflower. She would live her life in the spotlight. It would be worth the pressure to have two men who accepted her and let her be herself.

Holt groaned and shifted her body, angling his hips so every thrust slammed against her clit. Jess was so swollen and sensitive already, she cried out as the pleasure flooded her. From above and below, bliss hit her in waves and her muscles clenched.

Gage mumbled behind her, words tumbling from his lips and into her shoulder. He shuddered and came and Holt came with him, thrusting hard as he dragged her body closer. She shook and trembled and the world fuzzed into spiraling colors and wonder. She’d never get over that high.

At last, Gage and Holt slipped away, and she collapsed onto the sheets. To feel like that every night… She tugged a pillow toward her and a blanket slipped up around her shoulders. She wasn’t going anywhere. Not tonight.

Holt crept up, naked warmth heating her back and Gage did the same on the other side. With their bodies tucked in around her, everything felt so right.

* * *

T
he relentless buzzing
was driving her insane. Jess reached out, palm flat on the bedside table, slapping around to turn it off. Her phone shook beneath her hand.
Damn it. Who’s calling this early?

She picked it up and squinted at the screen. The texts kept coming. One after another after another, so fast the words blurred together. She swiped the phone open as another popped up, this time with a photo.