Men For Hire (7 page)

“Well done, mate.” Aaron grinned as he reached his friend in two strides and took the brush from him.

“It’s a blackbird,” James announced, turning to show Naomi the large bird cradled gently in his hands.

“It is now, anyway,” Aaron chuckled.

Naomi gawped. These two large guys were so tender with the frightened creature, as Aaron reached over and stroked its sooty feathers, and James whispered quietly to soothe it. Aaron smiled over at her, a dazzling smile which lit up his handsome face.

“I’ll take it outside,” James told them, and slowly walked toward the door. “I’ll check the cowl while I’m there.”

“Thank you,” Naomi managed.

She watched Aaron add more rods to the brush. He gave her a salacious grin as he inserted one pole into the other, giving them a slight twist to ensure a good fit. Naomi clenched her thighs tightly together as the innuendo swamped her.

“I’ll do the rest once it’s up inside,” he told her in a husky voice as he placed the brush against the chimney breast.

She took a deep breath, hoping he was going to come nearer to her, willing him to touch her.

“Looks like the cowl’s come loose.” James suddenly appeared in the doorway, making her jump.

“Want me to come hold your ladder?” Aaron smirked at Naomi as he went over to the door and followed his mate into the front garden.

She took a deep breath once she was left on her own. She badly needed to calm down, she admonished herself. She was a plumpish lady, nearing her forties. She didn’t regard herself as ugly, though maybe a little plain. She had never had lots of boyfriends, and men certainly weren’t falling at her feet, so why in the hell did she feel such chemistry with these two young, gorgeous hunks? It didn’t make sense.

The sound of ladders clanging outside brought her back to reality and she straightened herself up. She really needed to get a grip! Smoothing down her blonde bob she tried to get her mind back on the dinner party. She looked over at the table which was all set and was glad the rest of the house was ready. The caterers would be arriving in a couple of hours, with her guests due about half an hour after that. She would need to shower and change and—

“Naomi? Have you got a minute, love?”

Aaron’s low voice barged through her thoughts and she stared toward the door.

“Naomi? Are you there?”

Her legs had turned to lead and she had to force them to take her through the hallway and outside. James was on the roof holding the cowl and Aaron was steadying the ladder.

“He needs a hand. Would you mind holding the ladder for us while I go up, sweetheart?” Aaron asked as soon as he saw her.

“Of course.” She went over and stood next to him,
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filling her nose while he filled the rest of her senses.

“Stand here.” His voice was soft yet commanding and she couldn’t help but do as she was told.

She stood gripping either side of the ladder while his hands grazed over hers. She felt electricity zing through her whole body at his touch and momentarily closed her eyes to savor the moment. His arms were wrapped around her and he stood close to her back as his massive erection dug into her ass. A sigh escaped her and then she felt her breath hitch.

“Are you okay?” His voice was just above a murmur as she felt his breath in her hair.

She nodded, unable to speak. Her pussy was dripping with anticipation and she longed for him to continue. He didn’t.

“I’ll go up and help get it attached.” He came around from behind her and her eyes sprang open as he carefully lifted one of her hands from the side of the wooden ladder so he could squeeze onto the bottom rung. His hand was softer than she expected, and his long fingers grazed hers.

His delicious ass filled her vision as she resumed her hold on the wood and watched his muscular body gracefully make its way up the side of her house and onto the roof. He waved to her when he reached the top.

“Stay there. We’ll need to come down in a minute.”

She nodded. He needn’t have worried—she wasn’t going anywhere. Aaron smiled down at her and winked before turning back to his mate.

Naomi felt her whole body go limp and she leaned against the ladder for support. These two hunks certainly seemed to like her and she felt a glow inside her at the thought. After Richard had left her, she had felt old, as though she was left on the shelf, but somehow these guys made her feel like a woman again. Again? She had never felt like this before, even when she was young and slimmer. She had never been slim or beautiful, but she used to think she looked all right. As she had got older she lost her confidence somewhat, and now that she had lost her partner to her—younger—best friend she felt like a total crone!

“I’m coming!” Aaron’s shout seeped into her thoughts, into her bones, and she suddenly felt warm.
I wish!

Grinning to herself she peeled her body away from the ladder and held it firmly as she felt his weight. That heavenly ass got nearer and nearer and she kept the ladder steady for him. She felt his body brush against hers as he reached the bottom and he was momentarily wrapped in her arms as he stood at the foot of the ladder.

“Thanks, love.” His voice was sultry as he turned, still in her arms, and put his muscular arms around her, kissing her gently on top of her head. She loved that he was so tall—she guessed they must both be over six foot, with him an inch or two taller than James.

She was still gripping the sides of the ladder and felt it jolt as the top became heavier. Aaron elegantly stooped under her arm and stood behind her, his big hands covering hers.

“He’s a bit heavier than me,” he murmured into her ear by way of explanation—or an excuse, she mused. She wasn’t complaining either way!

James’s ass was every bit as enticing as his friend’s and she relished the sight of it getting closer to her as he descended. She felt Aaron’s body envelope hers as she waited and then James was right in front of her, his body glistening with sweat and smelling of spice. For a second she thought she had died and gone to heaven as she was surrounded by both men, and she gasped uncontrollably.

“Thanks, baby.” James spun around in her arms and put his hands around her neck, kissing her forehead gently.

Naomi closed her eyes as both men stood with their arms around her, their huge erections digging into her soft flesh through the denim. They squeezed her tightly and she didn’t want to move. Eventually, she prized her hands from the wooden sides of the ladder and wrapped them around James, while leaning back into Aaron’s pounding chest. They were probably only there for a matter of seconds, but it felt like hours.

“Let’s get this chimney swept,” Aaron suggested at last. “We don’t want to give you any reason to complain about us to the boss.”

She sighed.
No chance of that!
Slowly she took her arms from around James and they all loosened their grip.

“I’ll make a start on the chimney if you want to put the ladders away,” James offered.

Aaron nodded and grinned, as Naomi led the way back inside.

“I’ve got some beer in the fridge?” Naomi offered as soon as she and James reached the dining room again.

“You’re a lifesaver!” He grinned.

She went into the kitchen and pulled out a couple of cans before quickly pouring herself a glass of water. She badly needed to cool down!

James had pushed the brush up the chimney and was busy adding rods to its length when she put the can beside him. He was crouched on the hearth, still panting a little.

“Want me to open it?” She could see that he had his hands full and he was obviously hot—in more ways than one!

He nodded. “I’m gagging for it,” he told her with a salacious grin.

She smirked and pulled the ring on the can, kneeling next to him. Heat emanated from his taut, tanned body and she gulped at his proximity. Lifting the can to his lips she watched his surprised expression as he turned toward her and wrapped his mouth around the metal. She tilted it slightly and he glugged thirstily, his Adam’s apple flickering as he drank. A drop of beer rolled down the side of his mouth and dribbled down his neck.

Naomi felt her whole body tighten as she watched his lips twitch and sweat and beer mingle in a heady cocktail down his neck, pooling in the dip of his throat. She couldn’t hold back any longer and suddenly leaned into him, licking the liquid from his neck. She felt him slowly place the end of the pole in the grate before he took the can from her fingers, placed it on the hearth, and then both his hands embraced her quivering body.

She slurped the decadent mixture from his throat and felt his lips come down to meet hers. Her arms reached around his muscular frame as she was leaned back onto the dust sheet which protected her Axminster. His lips were full and moist as they sucked at hers, and his soft tongue tentatively lapped at the tip of hers before plunging deep into her hot mouth. She felt his fingers run through her hair and then down her neck, her shoulders and her arms until they were just level with her heaving breasts. She gazed up into his questioning blue eyes, willing him to go a little further, but not daring to ask.

“So, is it a private party or can anyone join in?”

Naomi felt her whole body tense and she stared up and saw Aaron looking down at them. He had removed his T-shirt and his muscles rippled as he moved directly into her line of sight.
Shit!
Her mind reeled. Would he think she’d led him on?
Had
she? They’d all been flirting but would he take offense? Did she want James or Aaron? She tried to push James off her, but he held her tight.

“What do you think baby? Can he join us?”

Naomi gawped at him in disbelief but couldn’t deny the way her pussy clenched under him.
Could
she? Was it really possible to have both of them? She looked over at Aaron, who was smiling down at them. Relief swept through her whole body—relief and something else. Lust? Hope, maybe?

She smiled shyly at the taller guy and he immediately knelt down beside her. Quickly she looked back at James, worried that he would be offended. He was smiling too.

“Relax, sweetheart, you’re in safe hands,” Aaron assured her gently, as he stroked a large finger down the side of her cheek.

“Beautiful, isn’t she?” James remarked softly.

Naomi gulped. She had never been called beautiful before. Mind you, she had also never—

“Yup. She sure is.” Aaron winked at her before leaning over as James lifted his body off her.

Aaron’s kiss was more confident than his pal’s, and his lips immediately encompassed hers while his hard tongue delved into her mouth. Passion like she had never felt before engulfed her and she clung to his shoulders, her nails gouging into his flesh as her body tensed and squeezed against his, desperate for some kind of purchase on her erogenous zones. She could hear him chuckle deep in his throat as he removed her hands from his skin and held them in one of his above her head.

Naomi gasped at her vulnerable position, shocked at how much she liked it. She was completely at their mercy now and her heart pumped faster at the thought. Aaron’s slight stubble grazed deliciously against her face as he devoured her with his urgent kisses and she pressed her hard nipples into his bare chest.

James must have removed her shoes and socks without her realizing it, as she was suddenly aware of him gently massaging her feet. She groaned at the sensations. James was soft and sensual while Aaron was desperate and passionate. She felt her body relax a little, welcoming Aaron’s confident air while basking in James’s calmness.

“You have the most gorgeous body, my love,” Aaron whispered huskily.

Naomi balked. That’s exactly what she should have been saying to them—she had thought it often enough over the past hour or so! She opened her mouth to contradict him, but he wasn’t having any of it.

“
Shh
.” He put a finger over her mouth to silence her and she couldn’t help but comply. There was just something about his manner.

His finger traced a line from her mouth down her throat and then—
dear God
—over her left breast. She felt her nipple tighten even more, if that were possible and knew he felt it. He circled her areola through the cotton of her shirt and lacy bra and she gasped, staring at his face. Aaron looked content, happy, as he continued to torment her breast. She felt her pussy gush again and was sure he sensed it as his cock jerked against it. Slowly he unbuttoned her shirt, shushing her gently as he must have felt her body tremble beneath him.

James appeared by her head and she was suddenly aware that he was wearing nothing but his boxers. As soon as Aaron finished with her buttons he opened her shirt wide, a faint smile on his lips as he took in the sight of her large breasts, heaving for attention. Naomi felt proud that he obviously approved of her big boobs, and almost screamed when he yanked the cotton bra down her left breast and devoured her exposed nipple with his hot mouth.

James’s lips were covering hers once more and she moaned into his mouth as every nerve in her body stood on edge. She was relieved when Aaron’s large hand reached around her back and unfastened her bra, allowing her breasts the freedom they craved. The hand which had pinned hers in place drifted down her body and massaged her right breast gently but firmly, while his tongue toyed with her left. He sucked and bit on her aching nipple, causing her to moan again, while James’s gentle kisses soothed her.