Perfect Alignment (20 page)

So he did. Then he took her mouth.

Emma gave a questioning little moan and opened up for him, accepting him without hesitation. He slid his tongue in, delighted with her response as always. Delighted with her.

He brought his hand up to her cheek, then slid it to her shoulder, gently urging her to her back while deepening the kiss. She threaded her fingers through his hair, though she didn’t grip. It wasn’t her strength that held him to her, but her sweetness. Not that he had plans to leave the warmth of her mouth right away.

He slid his hand down her body, urging her to stretch out. She did so eagerly and he knew she expected him to stretch out on top of her. Instead, he threaded his right hand through her hair and brought his left hand to her breast, watching out of the corner of his eye to make sure Toby was with him.

Toby followed his lead perfectly, their hands caressing her breasts in unison, Toby’s long fingers moving to cradle her head as his did. He tightened his grip on her hair so she could be absolutely certain there were too many hands at play.

He couldn’t help it, he smiled into their kiss as her tongue faltered. Her eyes flew open and she tried to turn her head to see what was happening. He tightened his grip, kept her gaze focused squarely on his as he broke the kiss.

“Tell me now. Yes or no?”

“I trust you. If this is what you want, then hell, yes.”

He kissed the tip of her nose again. “Give him a kiss. Let him know he’s welcome here.”

Slowly, he slid his hand free of her hair and moved his mouth to her breast. Her nipple was already tight with her need. He pulled it between his lips, gentle at first, then rougher as he lifted as high above her breast as he could. She and Toby continued to kiss as she tried to arch her back off the bed. He put a hand on her chest and held her down, then let her nipple free.

She moaned, the sound muffled, and moved her legs restlessly. He smiled. This was going to be so much fun.

He nudged Toby until the other man broke their kiss and looked at him. He rolled his eyes at him and nodded at Emma’s neglected breast. Toby got the hint and joined him. Watching carefully, Toby followed Drew’s lead. Drew used his tongue to explore the tip of her breast, then blew on the hard nipple. Emma moaned, a beautiful sound that turned into a sharp cry when he opened his mouth wide and bit down on as much of her breast as he could manage.

At the same time, making sure that Toby was mirroring his actions, Drew ran his hand very lightly down her belly, toward her center. He lifted his mouth and lightly tongued her nipple as his fingers rested at the top of her mound.

She pulled her knees up, pushed her legs wider, but he didn’t move his fingers.

“She’s pretty, isn’t she, Toby?”

“Beautiful.”

Drew played with the flesh under his hands, now, squeezing and releasing her breast, thumbing the nipple. They’d lost their synchronization as Toby also worked her, so she wouldn’t know what was coming, had opposing sensations at the same time. When she was squirming in earnest, Drew pulled back, slowed down, nodded approvingly as Toby adjusted as well.

“I love her skin. It’s so responsive.” Drew tickled his fingers along her side and watched goose bumps form, then pinched her stomach, enjoying her gasp. “Always a reaction of some sort.” He leaned in and soothed the spot with his tongue.

Toby raked his fingers along her side, leaving fine red scratches in his wake. Then he repeated the process with the pads of his fingers barely skating along the path. Emma drummed her heels and tossed her head.

“Please,” she moaned, and they both smiled.

“We are pleasing you, aren’t we, Emma?” Drew asked.

“Drew, I need more, please. Let me suck one of you.”

“Mmm, maybe later.” He leaned in and stabbed his tongue into her belly button, then nipped the mound of her stomach. She went still and he knew she was afraid of discouraging his journey south.

He sat up. “Look at this, Toby.” He slid a hand over her mound, his finger through her slit. “She’s nice and wet for us.”

He showed his finger to Toby, then wiped the slickness onto the nipple that was on Toby’s side. His friend didn’t hesitate, but leaned in and pulled her nipple into his mouth. Twin moans of appreciation made Drew smile.

Twirling a finger at her opening, he anchored her leg to the bed with his arm. Toby joined him again and trapped her other leg.

“Feel how soft she is, how warm.”

Toby slid a finger next to his and together they pushed inside her. Her hips tried to thrust but they didn’t allow her room to move. Drew used his thumb to tease around her clit, then nodded at Toby, who leaned in and flicked it with his tongue.

They had to work to keep her still, but Drew didn’t mind. Didn’t want to order her from moving. He liked feeling her buck against him, her unrestrained body unconsciously fighting for more of what he had to give her.

Her eyes were closed so he reached out and pinched her nipple. The unexpected jolt had her eyes shooting open and her channel clenching tight around their fingers. Clearly the little orgasm wasn’t enough to satisfy her, though, as she tried hard again to push her hips up, begging them for more.

He pulled his hand free and gestured for Toby to continue. Toby moved so he was between her legs, his hands pushing her legs up so she was folded nearly in half. He buried his face in her pussy, his hair falling around them so that Drew couldn’t see much, only hear the enthusiastic sucking and the hum of pleasure from his friend.

Drew reached for the butt plug and lube he’d gotten earlier, let her watch him prep the plug. Showing it to Toby, he wasn’t at all surprised when his friend moved his attentions lower, though her squeak indicated she hadn’t expected a tongue there. After a moment, he nudged Toby aside and worked the medium-sized plug into her ass.

She was watching. Her mouth was open on continued gasps, her face slick with sweat, but her eyes were watching him, naked with want and need and… He blinked, then kissed her. A hard, demanding kiss that brought her hands to his head. This time she did hold him tight, did clench his hair in her fists, but he didn’t mind. She needed something to hold on to as Toby resumed his magic down below. She needed him.

He explored every bit of her mouth, then pulled back and dropped more kisses on her lips, her chin, her jaw. He moved to her earlobe and nibbled it before laving the sting away. His hands continued to caress and squeeze her breasts, tweak her nipples while her body rocked under Toby’s attentions.

“Drew, ahh god.” Her words were strained and he couldn’t resist.

“Well, if you’re going to call me a god, I guess you can get what you want.”

He put on a condom while Toby entertained her, leaving a small bottle of lube handy. When he motioned, Toby moved to her side again, leaning in for a quick, wet kiss before putting on the condom Drew threw at him.

Drew sat up and offered her his hand, lifting her to her knees. He moved behind her, using his knees to nudge her legs wider apart. Wrapping one arm around her stomach, he used the other to guide himself to her slick opening. With one long push, he was all the way inside. He paused, needing to catch his breath, catch himself. He nuzzled her ear. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Look at Toby’s face. He can’t wait to get more of you to taste.”

Drew’s words nearly sent her into an orgasm, but it wasn’t enough. Emma clenched her muscles around him, leaned her head back onto this shoulder.

“Please, Drew. Fuck me hard.”

His arm around her waist tightened and she was afraid he would tease her more, but he did exactly as she asked. With Toby alternately sucking and biting, caressing and squeezing, his knees against hers keeping her from sliding forward, Drew fucked her hard. She could barely breathe, the pressure inside building to insane levels.

Drew whispered in her ear, causing her whole body to shudder. Following his suggestion, she filled her palm with the lube he handed her and reached for Toby’s cock as if it were sitting there waiting for her. She squeezed, loving his answering moan.

She hoped like hell he was turned on enough to come quickly, because she wasn’t sure how much longer she’d be able to last and she wanted him to enjoy himself. He was certainly hard enough. She tugged him closer without bothering to ask, until she could reach around him and finger his hole.

He leaned into her, Drew moving his arm from between them, wrapping around Toby instead. The feeling of being pressed between the two hard bodies was nearly too much. She had to concentrate to keep from coming, focusing on squeezing her pussy muscles around Drew, stroking Toby and sliding her finger into his ass.

He bucked into her at the same time Drew did. She was full, surrounded, needed, wanted. She was on fire and there was no more holding back. She bit Toby’s shoulder as she came, trying to be careful not to hold him too tightly in her release. Drew slowed down but didn’t stop, working her through the orgasm, prolonging it until all she could do was remain still and take what he gave her. He shouted as he came, her body quivering with another small orgasm, or maybe it was still the same one, she didn’t know, didn’t care, could barely think, certainly couldn’t move.

Drew’s hand slid down to join hers at Toby’s rear, reminding her she was still supposed to be capable of movement. He wrapped his hand around hers, slid his finger in alongside hers. Toby bucked against them, against the hand she had sleeved around him. She took the hint, slid her hand up and down his length, faster and faster as Drew took charge of her other hand.

Toby threw his head back, his dick pulsing in her hand. Drew brought their fingers to a halt until Toby started to slump, then he pushed them back in and out and in. Toby cried out and went slack in her hand.

They all sort of tumbled to the side in a mad attempt to not crush each other. She felt oddly energized and made a playful attempt to assist them in removing their condoms as Drew slid her butt plug free. Her hands got slapped for her effort so she slapped their butts. Drew growled at her but when they both moved to the bathroom for disposal, she grabbed her robe and ran out of the room.

She supposed she should be exhausted, and she was tired in a just-finished-a-great-workout sort of way, but she wasn’t sleepy. She made it to the kitchen and went about pulling together sandwiches. It made her happy that she knew what they liked, and she was just setting the creations on the table when the men walked in.

They’d both pulled on jeans only and she suspected Drew knew she loved that sight. He was so good to her, it made her want to do whatever he asked. They stood in the entryway glaring at her, but she saw the sparkle in both of their eyes. She held the food up in offering and Drew narrowed his eyes into a glare.

“You think that will make up for it?”

“Yes.”

“You might be right. We’ll reserve judgment until we’ve tasted.”

“As is your right.” She bit her lip and opened her eyes wide, hoping she managed to pull off contrite. Their expressions were amusingly stern, which made it impossible not to laugh so she turned around and went to get beers for everyone.

She’d noticed the empty beer bottles and mostly empty tequila bottle. Apparently the guys had been up while she’d taken her nap. She managed to get the necks of three bottles in one hand, the tequila bottle under one arm and three short glasses in the other hand. By the time she turned around, she had herself under control and delivered the items to the table, letting Drew pull the bottle out from her arm while Toby freed the beers. She set the glasses down and gave a squeak as Drew pulled her onto his lap. Okay, apparently she’d be eating from here. Not a bad thing in her opinion.

She leaned back and accepted the glass with a small shot from Toby, clinking glasses when the boys offered them up.

“To friends,” Toby said with a wink. “Old and new.”

“Who are you calling old?” Drew asked.

“To friends,” Emma said, elbowing Drew. “Hot and hot.”

“To friends,” Drew said dryly. “Even when they’re smart-asses.”

She twisted around so she could stick her tongue out at them before they all did their shots. It was better tequila than she was used to and she was able to keep her gasp to a bare minimum. She snuggled down into Drew’s lap, throwing her legs over the side of the chair, tucking her head into his shoulder. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, holding her securely, his other hand resting on her leg where he made idle strokes with his thumb. Perfect, so perfect just to snuggle in and listen to the boys, interjecting occasionally, but mostly just enjoying the rhythm of their conversation.

****

The weeks after Toby’s visit flew by as fall took hold. Emma had been quietly relieved that immediately after their weekend together, the guys were busy with their own plans and she was able to get a little bit of distance. Not that she hadn’t loved everything they had done, she absolutely had. But it had been an intense weekend and the little bit of space had helped her find her equilibrium again.

She’d had to do some fancy footwork to keep Taryn from digging too deeply. The fact that she’d taken one look at her boss and blushed had clued the other woman into the fact that she’d had an exciting weekend. Still, she’d managed not to cross the line of giving too many details or try to imagine how the other woman’s ménage situation compared to what she’d done. But she may have spent a little more time than necessary watching Taryn, Richard and Caleb when they were all in the shop together at one point. It was always ridiculously sweet to watch them, even if they were bickering, but she couldn’t help but be thankful that Toby’s visit was a limited time engagement. She had enough trouble keeping on her toes with one guy, let alone two.

Once Toby had left town, she and Drew had managed to get together a few times. He’d come up to her place once, when her time was eaten up by a project, but she much preferred seeing him at his house. No roommates, plenty of space, both inside the house and out. Her roommates had teased her about dating Drew. Even though he was only four years older, the fact that he was a cop and owned his own house was worth a lot of teasing, mostly because they were jealous. She’d had to assure Libby that she didn’t need to worry about Drew going into her bedroom, that her girlfriend’s pot stash was safe, as long as they continued their policy of not smoking in the apartment. And if they happened to be making their special brownies when he came over, they should just stay cool and not offer him any.