When Sparks Fly (First-Responders Book 1) (11 page)

When I hit the beach, the waves are perfect, and I’m able to get in nearly two hours of breakers before things calm down. I stuff my board into the sand and lay down on the beach towel, completely exhausted and grateful for the ability to feel this way.

I stop and grab a burger, fries, and shake again from the best little hole-in-the-wall burger joint ever, before heading back home. Supper, a shower, and then to bed. It’s been an overwhelming last few days and I need to rest. Deep. Uninterrupted. No crazy dreams. Sleep.

“You do realize this is a sure thing, right Macy?” Seth gawks at me as I walk through the door of his apartment.

I figure if I’m going to act the part, I may as well look the part. Right? I decided to do a little shopping yesterday. It was Rachel’s fourth day in the hospital, and I finally gave up all the gritty details since neither of her parents were there. To say she was shocked and yet impressed, would be an understatement. We decided together that I should continue the shock and awe, and show up completely out of character. So I did.

After an hour at Nordstrom’s, I put together the perfect outfit. I know stand here in the entryway of Seth and Robbie’s apartment in a nude and black sequined dress that barely hits below my ass, knee high black leather boots, with my hair pulled back in a tight braid, streaked with purple. Cat-eyed black and lavender mascara and an attitude to match the entire outfit.

“So, you like what you see then I take it?”

Seth reaches down and adjusts himself. That’s all the answer I needed.

Just at that moment, Robbie comes walking in. “Hey Seth, when did Ma…” He drops the pile of clothes he had in his hand and hits his knee on the sofa. “Holy fuck.” He looks up to the ceiling, “Whatever I did right today, please let me know so I can do it again.” He doesn’t even bother picking up the clothes, just scoots them out of the way to the side and saunters over to me. Drawing a finger across my right shoulder to my left, he makes a circuit around me, looking me over top to bottom. “Girl, the things I’m, I, uh, mean,
we
, are going to do to you tonight. Whew!”

I walk past them both, through the living area and into the hallway. Poking my head back around the corner I tease, “You two coming, or do I need to just get started alone?” I’ve never seen two grown men move so fast in my entire life. They may think they are running the show, but I know better.

Seth and Robbie scoot past me in the hallway and head to the guest bedroom. Well, at least I thought it was a guest bedroom. I saw theirs the last time I was here, but this door was closed. Upon stepping in, I learn otherwise. Now it’s no Fifty Shades “Red Room of Pain,” but it’s definitely not set up for sleeping in. There’s a coffee colored chaise lounge, a couple of burgundy ottomans, a high-backed black leather chair of sorts and oddly enough, a garage-style tool chest. One of those smooth black metal kind on casters with lots of drawers.

Both of my men take me by the hands and lead me to one of the ottomans, helping me to step up onto it. My boots zip up the backs, so each of them unzips one, taking turns holding me steady as I step out. They grab the bottom of the dress as if to remove it, and I stop them. “Nope. Not yet.”

“Excuse me?” Robbie starts, shocked at my brazenness.

“Nope, you got to undress me first last time. This time, I want to see you undress.”

Seth doesn’t even argue and begins to undo the snap on his shorts.

“Wait, I’m not done yet.” I step down off the ottoman and walk over to the chaise. I take a seat and spread my legs so that they can see that I’m not wearing a stitch of clothes underneath the dress. “I want you to undress each other.”

They look at each other like they can’t believe I have this kind of power over them.

“Fuck it.” Robbie reaches down to Seth’s shorts, unsnaps the button, grabs them and the boxers and removes them both in one move. Seth removes his shirt as he steps out of the shorts, and then proceeds to start on Robbie. He’s dressed up for whatever reason, and I couldn’t care less. I’ve already got my right hand in between my legs and am circling my clit slowly as I watch the show.

Button by button, Seth undoes Robbie’s pressed white dress shirt and then slides it off his shoulders. Pulling the tips up from his slacks, he lets it slide to the floor. Seth dips to his knees and positions himself at Robbie’s hips as he unclasps the belt, then the snap, and slowly drags the zipper down. “Are you enjoying the show, Macy?”

I’ve got two fingers inside myself when the words roll off his tongue like liquid sex. I lick my lips in response before he slides the slacks down, revealing Robbie sans underwear. Seth drags his fingers up Robbie’s leg and across his torso as he stands back to his full height. He whispers something to Robbie that I can’t hear.

“Uh-uh. No fair, I’m giving the…” I go silent as Robbie grabs Seth’s face gently with his right hand, pulling him to his lips. As their lips meet, I watch in awe as both their erections begin to grow. I barely even register that I now have both hands between my legs, two fingers inside of myself, and two more circling furiously on my clit. I can feel the material of the dress rubbing back and forth across my peaked nipples. The friction sends electrical impulses flying through my body.

I see Seth slip his tongue into Robbie’s waiting mouth, his hands working across Robbie’s back and up into his hair. Robbie’s hand is on Seth’s swollen cock, stroking slowly, affectionately. Seth moans into Robbie’s mouth.

Without warning, my restraint fails. My toes curl and my back arches. “I’m coming!” I cry out as my self-induced orgasm begins to flood through me. I grab my right wrist with the left hand and press my fingers deeper into my soaked pussy, riding the high these two gorgeous men have helped me reach.

Once my vision clears, I look sheepishly through hooded lashes at Robbie and Seth, who are staring at me like this is the first time they’ve ever just
watched
a woman come. My skin is flushed and damp, my breathing shallow, and the only thing I can think of to say is, “Well, that was good.”

They both laugh at me, and I can’t help but join in. I hadn’t planned on coming alone but damn, what a show.

“Did you really think you were running the show, Macy? You may think you took a mile, but Robbie and I only gave you an inch. Now,” he looks at Robbie, “we’re going to give you a whole lot more.”

They both walk over to me, and Robbie slides the dress up my body and over my head. Seth groans as my tits pop out and sit on full display. “I don’t think I’ll ever tire of watching that.”

Taking a seat beside me on the soft, padded chaise, Seth taps his leg with his hand, silently implying for me to “hop on.” His cock is standing impressively at attention. Robbie, once again on his knees, grips Seth by the base and holds him steady as I straddle. I slowly work it in, careful as the incredible girth stretches me out. Down and back up. Further down and retreat again. I repeat this several times, my eyes glued on Seth’s as I watch his pleasure unfold. Finally, I have as much of him as I can take, and I feel Robbie’s hand let go, sliding back just slightly and his wet fingers toying with my puckered hole.

I lean into Seth and let my breasts cover his face as I begin to work his cock all the way up to the tip and then slide all the way back down. I can feel the moisture already beading on my skin as he cups both breasts and puts his face in between them, breathing in the scent of my body-sprayed skin. I sense Robbie beside me and as I look, he has one leg up on the chaise and his cock is twitching, inches from my mouth. I grab hold and spit, using it as lube and begin stroking his needy erection.

Trying to concentrate on riding one cock and stroking another is actually more difficult than it sounds. Apparently, Seth realizes this as his hands grab ahold of my hips, and he begins to thrust himself into me, taking control of the pace. I focus on Robbie, opening my mouth and taking his slick cock to the back of my throat. Not being as girthy as Seth gives him the added benefit of being able to use my mouth for the entire length of him.

It only takes a moment before Robbie takes over, placing a hand on the back of my head and forcing me all the way down on him, burying my nose into his groin. My back arches, and I gag as he goes past and down into my throat. I push off on his thighs, and he releases me with a moan loud enough to shake the entire room.

I look up at him through lusty eyes. “Was it good for you?”

“Damn you, you little minx.” He reaches over and pops my ass hard. I can feel the heat, and I’m certain there is a perfect imprint of his hand on my right cheek.

Seth’s left hand slides further back, and I’m just now realizing that he has a finger in my ass; the sensory overload from him fucking me and Robbie’s dick in my mouth is too much. I lean into his hand as one finger becomes two. Robbie’s hands reach around from behind and cup my heavy, aching breasts, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. His sticky cock feels hot pressed into my back.

“Lift her up, Seth. She’s ready for me.”

Ready indeed.

I steel myself for the intrusion; the first insertion is always a little painful no matter how much I want it.

“Holy Jesus,” I scream as Robbie pops his head through the tight ring of muscles, inching his way in. Seth is so fucking huge, and he takes up so much room inside me already that it’s nearly too much.
Nearly.

Seth stills under me as Robbie begins to rock back and forth, in and out of my ass. I reach down and start circling my clit with my fingers as I lean back into Robbie’s chest. Seth places his hands on my breasts and squeezes my nipples to the point of near tears and releases a nanosecond before I scream. My body feels like sparks are falling all over the surface of my skin and that tingle is building deep inside my center, begging to be released.

“Fuck, Seth, I’m gonna blow.” Robbie leans forward, sandwiching the three of us together. Seth grabs Robbie’s hair and pulls his face over my shoulder, taking his mouth with his as Robbie pumps his release into my ass and his moans of pleasure into Seth’s accepting mouth.

I lose it as I watch these two beautiful creatures share themselves with one another. I dig my nails into Seth’s shoulders and scream, “Yes! Oh, fuck yes,” as I rock my hips, grinding myself into the both of them. I feel the loss of Robbie as he pulls himself free of me, and Seth takes over my limp body, flipping me over onto my knees on the chaise. He begins to pound himself into me, as I reach back and spread my cheeks for him, feeling every single inch he has to give. He grabs my braid and pulls my head back. We lock eyes, his groan deep and sensual.

“I want to watch you come, Seth. I want to see the look on your face as you cover my body with your release.”

I know this will be enough to send him over the edge, and sure enough, I’m being flipped once again on my back. Seth stands over me, grabbing my breasts and pushing them together. I stroke his thick member as Robbie reaches around from behind and grabs his balls, rolling them gently in his hand.

He groans unintelligibly as I grip firmly and the streams of hot come spurt across my chest. Again and again and again.

Robbie’s chin is resting on Seth’s shoulder, both of my men taking in the sight of my sticky, sweaty body. I drag two fingers up through my cleavage and then slide them into my mouth, sucking them clean.

“Mmm, thank you for your time, gentlemen,” I giggle euphorically.

The school year is now in full swing, and chaos has erupted. I spent the last few weeks of the summer pretty much like the meat in a Robbie/Seth sandwich. It was great, more fulfilling than I could’ve ever guessed being in a relationship like that could be. But things have started to fall apart. My schedule isn’t really allowing much time for the three of us. Seth seems to be more understanding than Robbie, and it’s putting a strain on what time we do have together.

I was able to swing by last week for a little impromptu session, and as soon as I walked in, Robbie walked out. Seth said he’s been distant lately, and not talking much to him. He’s worried about him; not that it stopped us from having a go-at-it.
Twice
.