Sinful Pleasures (7 page)

This time it was Morgan’s voice in her ear. “That’s for leaving the door unlocked. Don’t ever do that again, Jude.”

Two sets of gentle hands raised her up from the desk. “We don’t want to hurt you, baby, but you have to understand that we’re doing this for your own good.”

Both of their hands were smoothing her hips now, lovingly caressing over the stinging flesh using gentle strokes to calm her. She realized she should be furious. Instead, she was dripping wet, and, oh God, wondering with shaking anticipation what they would do to her next.

Morgan leaned down taking a nipple into his mouth, pulling at her with a gentle sucking motion that curled Jude’s toes. She arched her back toward him, giving a little gasp when
Dallas
took the other breast in his mouth. This was so delicious…so exciting. She couldn’t stop now if she wanted. Jude realized she was in way over her head with these two.

She shut her eyes, cupping her hands around the backs of their heads. She drew each of them closer while letting herself ride on the erotic sensations they were producing. The two men had different styles of sucking at her breasts.
Dallas
drew her tightly into his mouth, nipping at her with his teeth. He scraped over her puckered nipple until the pleasure turned into an exquisite pain.

Morgan sucked gently, trapping her between his lips while his tongue teased her swollen nipple. With the gentlest of bites, he clamped down on the tip of her breast, adding pressure until she thrust her hips forward. She wanted more than their mouths alone could offer her.

As Dallas’s and Morgan’s lips and tongues worked at her, Jude felt their hands explore her body. She didn’t open her eyes. Riding the wave of pleasure with her eyes shut allowed her to concentrate on what she was feeling. She felt a lot. Her knees trembled, and her pussy gushed as both men suckled her with like-minded determination.

Jude ran her fingers through Morgan’s hair, adding pressure to the back of his head when he did those wonderful things with his mouth. Her toes curled into the plush carpeting, and she couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure from her lips.

Morgan’s hand rested on her waist, but now it traveled her body. She could feel him mapping out the contours of her flesh as he ran his fingertips down over her ass. Within seconds he found the suit was crotchless. Jude felt him hesitate when his fingers traced the seam only to find bare flesh beneath the nonexistent fabric. Neither man had found it earlier when they were rubbing the pain of their spanking away.

Morgan pulled away from her nipple to look at her. Jude opened her eyes to stare back at him. She offered Morgan a hesitant smile, wondering where this would take the three of them. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t put a stop to this, but it felt too good to deny. It felt natural for her to let both men pleasure her body.

“Is that bed in the other room real or for display?”

Morgan was talking about the tiny room she had restored to look like a late-nineteenth-century-era whorehouse crib. The room held an iron bed covered with a red velvet spread. Above the bed, on flower-patterned wallpaper, hung an antique mirror. Jude added a Victorian dressing screen and an old-fashioned gas lamp converted to electric to give the room an appropriately historical look.

Dallas
pulled back, too, waiting on her answer.

“It’s real,” Jude whispered. Her heart sped up at the looks on the men’s faces. She could think of no other term than predatory as they glanced at one another then back at her.

“Come on, Jude.”
Dallas
took her by the hand. “Let Morgan and I show you what it’s like to be loved by two men.”

“Will you teach me,” Jude’s voice grew husky with need, “about everything? I want to experience it all. Even if I find I don’t like it, I want to experience it at least once in my life.”

“Of course we will, little filly. Whatever you want, you just say the word and one of us will do it for you.”

Jude nodded, unable to find her voice for a moment. When she did, it came out little more than a whisper. “And the toys?”

“We’re going to start that lesson right now, honey.” Morgan gave her a breathtaking smile. “We need to get you ready for both of us, so we’re going to pick out the tiniest little butt plug and let you get used to how it feels.”

He held on to her hand as he led her to the assortment of backdoor toys.
Dallas
came over to stand beside her, too, resting his hand on the curve of her hips. His fingers trailed into the open fabric as if to remind her he would be claiming that territory soon.

“This should do it.” Morgan picked a small jelly plug from the wall. It had light ridges in it like a corkscrew. The plug itself was soft and only about half the size of the one
Dallas
bought when they were shopping on Friday.

“We need some good lube.” Morgan found a tube of ultra-slick personal lubrication specifically formulated for anal penetration. “This will make it a lot more fun, darlin’. You’re going to love this.”

* * * *

Dallas
took his hat off and hung it on the corner of the dressing screen. While Dallas undressed, Morgan used his teeth to break the cellophane packaging on the tube of lubricant. He partially unscrewed the lid, then set the tube aside, turning his attention to Jude.

“We want you to enjoy it when we both fuck you at once. That might take a little while to get you ready so it doesn’t hurt. You’ll have to wear a butt plug for a couple of hours every day. One of us will come over before our shift starts to put it in for you, darlin’. We’ll gradually put bigger ones in each day until you’re able to take us both,” Morgan explained.

“I can’t do that,” Jude protested. Her blue eyes were huge at the suggestion. “Not with clients coming in and running the shop.”

 
Dallas
stopped unbuttoning his shirt. “Baby, this is for your own good. Do we have to give you another spanking to make a point?”

He could see her heart beating like a trapped bird beneath the thin lace body suit.

“Like I was saying,” Morgan continued, “one of us will pick out the right size plug and put it in for as long as we think you need to wear it. Then, when the time’s up, one of us will take it out.”

Dallas
took Jude’s chin in his hand, gently turning her to look at him. “We’ll know if you take it out early.”

“Why are you doing this?” Jude asked in a hushed voice.

Dallas
glanced over at Morgan. “Because we want to teach you discipline in a gentle way. If you learn to trust us and to do what we tell you, then we can take you to heights you’ve never even dreamed of, Jude Wheeler.” He pulled her up for a hard kiss, and then pushed her away reluctantly. “But you have to let us be in complete control.”

Morgan ran his hand over Jude’s head, cupping her face in his palm. “You’re special to us, Jude. We thought about this long and hard. Hell, we stayed awake at nights knowing you were just across the street from us. We don’t want to hurt you. We’re gonna ease you into this slowly so you enjoy it as much as we do.”

Jude was trembling as she stood trapped between them and the bed.

“I know you’re scared,”
Dallas
said. “This is your one chance to back out. You say no right now, and we’ll walk out that door.” He glanced over at his friend, then back at Jude. “But if you don’t get rid of us, then you’re in this till the end. We’ll take care of you, Jude. You’re going to be well-fucked and satisfied, I promise.”

Dallas
watched her trying to make up her mind. She wanted them, he knew that much. He also guessed that she was frightened of giving up control. She’d never been tested as a woman, not with a husband like Steven Wheeler. To let him and Morgan take her out of her safe zone would take a leap of faith on her part.

“Time’s up, baby,” he said, giving her a wicked grin.
Dallas
knew his smile melted women, and he wasn’t above using it to get his way. Women couldn’t seem to resist him when he grinned, and Jude was no exception. She smiled back shyly, stepping into his outstretched arms.

* * * *

Morgan took the jelly butt plug out of the package and placed it on the table beside the lubricant. He fought the fluttering in his stomach as he thought about inserting the toy in Jude’s ass. Hell, his hands were shaking at the thought. She had him turned wrong side out.

He wanted to do it slowly and take his time watching her learn about pleasure. When the time was right, he would be the one to breach her virgin territory.

Morgan looked at
Dallas
over Jude’s head, knowing the time was right.

“Get undressed,” he mouthed. With a little tug, he pulled Jude out of
Dallas
’s arms and into his own. The moment he had her in his embrace, he lowered his lips to hers. He loved the sweet honey taste of her as he slipped his tongue inside.

She pressed against him, eager and willing. Her soft breasts mashed against his chest, and she pushed her hips into him, rubbing against his erection. Morgan cupped his hands down over her ass, lifting her up so that his rigid cock thrust against her pussy.

“You’ve got to trust us, Jude.” He dropped his forehead against hers, rubbing up and down the length of her back with his hands. “Can you do that?”

Jude nodded, tightening her arms around his waist. Morgan wanted to take her right then. He wanted to forget about the deal and bury himself inside of her until they became one. Ignoring his passion for her, he made himself go slowly. He knew if they wanted a chance to make this work, it had to be a careful seduction. He wanted Jude too much to frighten her away by moving too forcefully.

“Your turn,”
Dallas
said. “I’ll take over for a while.”

Morgan stripped out of his clothes in record time, watching his best friend with the woman Morgan thought he might be in love with. Hell, he’d wanted her since the day he first saw her. Jude’s simple beauty could make any man want her. But it wasn’t until he got to know her that he thought he might be falling in love.

Jude Wheeler had it all—looks, personality, and intelligence. He loved the way her blue eyes sparkled with laughter at the shit
Dallas
spouted to her. He respected the way she campaigned for her causes and fought to keep Parrish a small but prosperous community. Most of all, he loved the way she held her head high despite her mother-in-law’s snide remarks about Sinful Pleasures. She held her ground even during her ex-husband’s interference in her business. Jude was a sexy, tough, and beautiful woman, a woman Morgan wanted to get closer to. He’d have already been dating her if he hadn’t known his best friend felt the same way.

It wasn’t like he and
Dallas
hadn’t done this before, but it just hadn’t meant anything then. They’d spent time with other women who liked a ménage scene, but the women weren’t interested in long-term relationships, and neither were they. Everyone involved knew it was fun and games, but Jude was different. It mattered a hell of a lot to him, and he knew it did to
Dallas
, too.

Morgan watched
Dallas
ease Jude down onto the bed, kissing her as he pushed her back against the velvet comforter and mound of soft pillows. She lay quietly in the center of the bed, her body beginning to tremble again as she waited. Her fear tightened Morgan’s stomach, making him want to protect her from the world.

“Why are you nervous?”
Dallas
brushed a strand of hair back from her face, dropping a kiss on her forehead.

“I don’t know what to do. Or what you expect of me…”

“Shh.” Morgan put his fingers across her lips. “We’ll teach you everything, Jude. All you have to do is let us pleasure you and to obey us when we ask for something.”

“I’ve never been very good at obeying.” Jude’s blue eyes held a hint of challenge as she stared back at Morgan.

“Then you’ll get a lot of spankings, won’t you? Is that what you want, Jude?”

“I don’t like to be spanked.”

Morgan laughed, reading the lie on her face. “I think it turned you on, darlin’, and I think that scares you a little bit. You’ve always been in control, haven’t you?”

Jude nodded her head yes.

“Then maybe it’s time for you to let someone else take over.”

* * * *

Scares me a little bit?
More like a freaking lot, Jude thought as she felt herself squirm with anticipation.

What the hell was happening to her? She’d never been the type of woman to want a man to dominate her. Yet, Morgan and Dallas had her dripping with their threats of spanking and macho sexuality. Did she really want someone to take charge and take all the decisions out of her hands?

Or maybe, she told herself, this was just another step in her sexual journey. She hadn’t been lying when she told the men she wanted to experience everything. Morgan was right, how would she know if she never tried something.

She really hadn’t experienced much more than vanilla sex with her uptight husband, and those encounters always left her feeling frustrated instead of fulfilled. Jude thought it time to find out what she really wanted, and these were the two men she trusted enough to teach her.

“What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to roll over on your stomach, darlin’. Then I want you to relax.”

“That’s not likely.” Jude’s voice came out a breathless little laugh. She felt her pussy clench and her stomach muscles bunch in a mixture of fear and expectation.

“Okay, then we’ll let
Dallas
help you relax.” Morgan shot a look at
Dallas
. “You want to let our little filly ride you?”

“Fuck yeah.”
Dallas
rolled on to his back, and Jude felt him pick her up as if she weighed nothing. He settled her on top of him, grinning mischievously. “Wanna take a ride, little filly?”