Lady Laugherty's Loves (7 page)

He moved so fast she let out a squeal
as he swept her up in his arms.

“Put me down, Ellis,” she
cried.

“Not a chance, Olivia,” he growled as
he glanced across the room. She followed his line of sight and saw
Avery nod to him, grinning widely. Within seconds, he was striding
through the room with her in his arms. He jostled her lightly as he
took the stairs two at a time. She couldn’t keep from giggling as
he dashed by a startled maid who slunk back against the wall with a
gasp. “What must she be thinking?” Olivia mused.

“I don’t give a damn. The servants
will have to get used to it, since I plan to accost you at all
hours of the day and night. I refuse to hide in my own
home.”

His home? She liked that. His home.
Her home. Avery’s home. Their home.

He thrust the bedchamber door open and
dropped her to her feet in a swoosh of her skirts. He immediately
began to yank at his neckcloth and tugged his jacket from his
shoulders. “Pardon my haste, Olivia, but I have waited a lifetime
for you. And I find myself unable to wait for one more
moment.”

She stood back and watched as he
disrobed. When he was completely naked, his cock jutting out in
front of him, his body hard as granite, he approached her. “I’d
hoped you’d be out of these by now,” he said as he spun her around
to work the fastenings of her gown. His hands shook as he moved
down her back. 

He shoved her gown to her hips and
then over them.  “Step out,” he commanded gently. Then he
tossed the gown into a heap at the foot of the bed.  He tugged
her chemise over her head, yanked her drawers down and then stared
at her naked body.

“God, I love you,” he said as he took
her face in his hands and kissed her.

***

Her lips were soft and pliant beneath
his. She tasted like wine and sin. He rubbed his tongue against
hers, delighting when she nipped at him, her hands coming up to
rest on his shoulders. “You forgot my stockings,” she mumbled
against his mouth between kisses.

“No, I didn’t,” he grunted. He
probably sounded like an untried lad; he was that lacking in
finesse.  “I like them.”

She gasped as he grabbed her bottom
and lifted her, making her wrap her legs around his waist. 
She clung to him as he crossed to the bed and laid her down. “I’m
afraid I can’t go slowly,” he admitted. “I’ve waited too long for
you.”

“Don’t go slow,” she whispered against
his ear as he bent his head to kiss his way down her chest to take
one tight pink peak into his mouth. She gasped as he drew on
it.

“I’m sorry, love. Did I hurt you?”
He’d die before he hurt her.

“Do it harder,” she urged, a small
smile lingering about her lips.

She arched her back, bringing her
breasts closer to him where he hovered above her and he obliged,
working at the pert peaks until they were rosy-red. She blossomed
beneath him like the most beautiful flower. 

One thigh slid between her soft legs,
parting them so he could lie between them. He felt like he was
coming home. Like he was where he belonged for the very first time
in his life. He was made to be with her. He pressed at her
center.

She gasped lightly as he teased her
with his cock, rubbing it in her wetness and then up to bump her
clit. Her neck arched with pleasure.  “Please,” she begged,
her voice broken and harsh. “Please, Ellis,” she cried. “Please
love me.”

“That is not in question,” he grunted
back at her pleading. Then he allowed the head of his cock to slip
inside her. So tight. So hot. So welcoming. He wanted to thrust
inside her and spill himself in one movement. But he forced himself
to slow his pace.  He pressed into her another inch, and
retreated. She raised her legs to wrap around his waist, and tugged
with her heels to draw him into her. “Don’t be so impatient,” he
teased. “I’ll get there.”

Then he did. He surged into her in one
hard stroke. She broke apart immediately, her walls milking him as
she came around his cock.  Her breathy little pants as her
walls contracted around him very nearly sent him over with her. But
he forced himself to slow down. He pulled out, and surged back
in.

“Who’d have thought you’d come so
quickly, Olivia,” he teased as he bent his head to tug her nipple
gently with his lips, slowly stroking within her.

“I’ve waited for you my whole life,”
she said as she searched for his lips to kiss him softly. “That’s
forever.”

“No,” he clarified.  “This is
forever.” Then he rolled her so that she was on top of him. He
brushed the hair from her temples, holding her hair firmly in hand
as she lay above him. “Tell me you love me,” he
prompted.

“I love you,” she whispered back as
she nipped at his lower lip.  Then she sat up and balanced
herself with her hands flat on his chest, as she slid down on
him.  Her way was slickened with desire, and he felt her very
essence drip over him as she took him inside.

The door clicked as it opened and
Olivia’s head snapped around.

***

His wife met him with a silky little
smile, filled with sin and explanation. Avery coughed into his
hand. “I trust you’ve worked things out nicely between the two of
you,” he said drolly as he closed the door behind him and
approached the bed.

Ellis looked quite content as put his
hands behind his head and smiled up at Avery. “I think we worked it
all out.” His friend’s mouth fell open in pleasure as Olivia slid
up his cock and back down, rocking on her hands. “Quite nicely,” he
growled as he reached up to take Olivia’s breasts in his
hands.

Olivia threw Avery the hottest glance
he’d ever seen as she said, “It appears as though I’m in love with
your cousin, dear,” she said, her voice breathy as she rode Ellis’
cock from tip to bottom.

“Rumor has it he’s in love with you,
too,” Avery said, and watched for their reaction.

“So, I’ve heard. I think he’s a bit
addled at the moment, so I’ll ask him again later if he truly loves
me.”

“My mind won’t change, sweetheart,”
Ellis gritted out. He took Olivia’s hips in his hands and held her
still. “A moment, love, or I’ll come.”

She stilled, but did so with a
perturbed look on her face. “If you do, we’ll just have to do it
again.”

“And again,” Avery finished. “Until
you get it right.”

Olivia raised one finger and crooked
it at him. “Come here, Avery.”

He walked slowly across the room until
she could reach for him. She grabbed the lapel of his jacket and
pulled him close, touching her lips to his. “Will you join us?” she
breathed as Ellis moved below her, making her gasp and close her
eyes for a moment.

“Oh, so I am to be invited, am I?” he
teased.

“Always,” she assured him.

Avery began to tug his clothes off,
piece by frantic piece. They landed in disarray across the floor
and the furniture. 

“Anxious?” Ellis teased, his hand back
beneath his head as Olivia began to move on him again.

“Anxious does not begin to describe
it. Tell me what I missed.” He moved in behind Olivia and ran his
hands over her back and shoulders, bending to taste her neck. She
moved up and down on Ellis as he caressed her, panting softly with
each of his thrusts.

“I made love to your wife,” Ellis
said. And at the same time, Olivia said, “I made love to your best
friend.”

Avery chuckled. “We’ll work out the
semantics later.” He watched from behind as Olivia shuttled up and
down on Ellis’ cock, her juices dampening him, making him shiny.
“God, that’s beautiful,” he grunted.

“Can you make love to me, too, Avery?”
Olivia asked, biting her lower lip as she stilled on Ellis. “Like
that fantasy you described for me?”

“You want me to…?” He let the last
trail off.

She nodded shyly. “Just like you
described to me.”

“Oh,” he grunted. He’d thought they’d
have weeks to prepare her for this. To prepare himself for
this.

From below them, Ellis said, “Someone
had better make up their damn mind, because I cannot hold off much
longer.”

“And I thought you had better
control,” Avery shot back.

Olivia laughed.

Ellis grunted.

Avery was already hard, his cock
straining to reach her. He opened a drawer and pulled out a bottle
of oil and dripped it on the head of his cock.

“Are you certain, Olivia?” he asked
against her neck, as he rested on his knees between Ellis’ spread
thighs, his cock hard in his hand.

“I’m certain,” she nodded.

“Rub her clit, Ellis, while I get in
there,” he grunted. He probably sounded like a Neanderthal. But he
was beyond excited. Finally, they would complete the circle.
Olivia’s thighs opened wider as Ellis touched her and her head fell
back as she gasped.

Avery placed the head of his cock at
that tight little ring and pushed slowly. “I’m sliding into your
ass, Olivia,” he said, knowing she liked it when he talked to her
during sex. “While Ellis strokes that hard little clit and you ride
his great big cock.” He met resistance and pushed a little harder,
afraid he would hurt her.

Olivia cried out. “More!”

“More?” he said with wonder. She was
absolutely delightful. He shoved past the outer rings that made her
ass so tight and pushed his way inside. She was hot and slippery
and so tight. “I’m there,” he told her.

“Please,” she cried.

Avery pushed, lifting her up on Ellis’
cock, which he could feel moving beyond the thin walls that
separated them.  Then he let her fall back down. Ellis rubbed
frantically at her clit as she spiraled out of control. She called
out again and again and again, her noises drowning out the sound of
his own talking, until he finally just stopped talking and listened
to the sounds of her rapture.

“I’m going to come,” Olivia said, her
legs opening wide, her ass squeezing him tightly.

“Come, Olivia,” he whispered in her
ear as he tunneled into her tight little ass.  Then she broke.
A keening wail broke the night as she shuddered around them. 
Ellis emptied inside her, as Avery spilled himself in her ass. He
pushed inside her until she’d stopped crying out, when he’d grown
soft.  She fell across Ellis’ chest, and he reached up to run
his hands over her sweaty back. Avery fell down beside her and
pulled her arm out to take her hand and hold it tightly, looking at
her as she lay there on Ellis’ chest.

“I love you both,” she said over a
sleepy little yawn, once her breathing had returned to normal. “Can
I stay like this forever?” she sighed.

“Forever,” both men said at
once.

And within moments, she
slept.

“Next time, Avery,” Ellis said
playfully, “You get to be the one she torments while I come in at
the end and get all the glory.”

“I did not get any glory,” Avery
complained. “Well, maybe a little.” He shot Ellis a sly look. “I’m
proud of you for holding out so long.”

“You’re such an ass,” Ellis tossed
back at him.

“You’re stuck with me, now,” Avery
warned.

“As it should be,” Ellis affirmed.
Then he rolled so that she landed sleepily between them. As it
should be.

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