A Little Harmless Fantasy (14 page)

She started to get up but Rory stopped her.

“No, Maura, you stay right there, I didn’t tell you to
move. You can come up on your elbows though.”

Zeke moved closer, his hand on his cock as he offered it up to her.
Needing that connection, she took him in fully, sucking him so deep
she gagged a bit. She didn’t care. As she started to really get
into giving him oral, she heard the buzz of a vibrator a second
before Rory set it on her sex. She moaned around Zeke’s cock.

“Yeah,” he groaned. “Just like that, love.”
He slipped his hands into her hair taking over the depth and rhythm
of his thrusts. As he fucked her mouth over and over, Rory tortured
her with the vibe. He used varying speeds to tease.

“No coming, Maura. I’m going to be inside you when you
do,” he muttered as he moved the vibe away and replaced it with
his hands and mouth. At that point, she let go. She let both men take
over.

Zeke’s strokes went from long and deep to fast and short. Soon,
he thrust into her one last time and came. His cum filled her mouth
as he held his cock in her mouth. When he was finished, he pulled out
and leaned down giving her a toe tingling, soul changing kiss. When
he pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers.

“Thanks, love.”

Rory moved off the bed and grabbed a condom. She had been so into
giving oral to Zeke she hadn’t noticed Rory had disrobed. He
was rolling a condom on. He didn’t hesitate as he joined her
back on the bed. His face was flush and she let her gaze travel down.
Damn, how did she get so lucky. Both men were works of art. All hard
muscle, and, she thought as she licked her lips, hard cocks.

He kneeled between her legs and pressed his hand against her pussy.
She shivered. She needed a release, but for a moment all she had
cared about was pleasing them.

“You’re so fucking wet, sweet. Poor thing needs to come
so bad.”

He stroked her a few times and dammit, she almost came a few times.
Just the touch of his fingers had her arching off the bed. He moved
closer and slipped both hands under her ass. He entered her in one,
hard, swift thrust. She moaned his name.

He stopped and she looked at him. “I like my name on your lips.
I’m going to make you scream it in just a few minutes.”

Rory rose to his knees and went about driving her completely mental.
Over and over he thrust into her. Every nerve in her body seemed to
be focused on him and what he was doing to her. Soon, the headboard
slapped against the wall and her moans did turn into screams. Zeke
added another level as he took a nipple in his mouth then pinched the
other. The slight pain shot right down to her pussy.

“Oh, please, please, please, Rory,” she moaned.

“Please what?” he asked, his voice labored as he
continued moving. The smack of their bodies against each other and
the springs in the mattress filled the room.

“Please, let me come. Please.” She screamed the last
request.

“Properly.”

She was out of her head. Her body hurt from top to bottom with the
need to come and he was expecting something she just couldn’t
figure out. She growled.

“You need to call him Sir, love,” Zeke said as he skimmed
his hand over her stomach.

“Please, Sir. Please may I come?” She barely had the
words out of her mouth and Zeke had his hand on her clit. Rory
continued his long deep strokes as Zeke pressed his fingers against
her.

“Come, now, love. Maura, come,” Rory said. She did then,
her torso bowing up off the bed further as she screamed Rory’s
name. Tears filled her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. She didn’t
care.

“Fuck, yeah, that’s it. All those little ripples, Maura,”
Rory groaned. “Look at me.”

Maura forced her eyes open as Zeke moved away. Rory thrust into her
one last time, his gaze on hers and came.

Moments later, he released her and settled on top of her. He threaded
his fingers through her hair and smiled at her. It felt as if she had
just won another award. Without taking his gaze from hers, he bent
his head and brushed his mouth over hers.

“Thanks, Maura. That was truly special.”

She felt the mattress move beside them and she looked at Zeke who was
smiling at them. He leaned forward and gave her a kiss too.

“It was. How do you feel?”

She sighed. “Satisfied.”

Rory laughed and kissed her neck.

“And tired,” she added.

“We all need rest.”

She looked at Rory. “Thank you.” Then she looked at Zeke.
“Thank you both for that.”

“You’re most welcome, love,” Zeke said.

Rory slipped out of her and then off the bed. Zeke pulled her into
his arms.

“You sure you’re alright?”

She nodded as Rory joined them in bed behind her. He scooted up
behind her and rested is arm across her and then over Zeke’s
back.

“Good. Now everyone shut the bloody hell up. I need rest.”

Zeke and Maura laughed. The concerns she had were still there, but at
the moment, she felt too damned good to care.

* * * *

Maura woke up a few hours later. She kept her eyes closed while she
snuggled against Zeke.

“Well isn’t that the cat ate the canary look?” Zeke
said, his voice a low rumble against her ear.

She opened her eyes and found him smiling down at here. There was
very little sun shinning through the windows, so she knew the sun was
setting. Was there anyone who could resist this man? Why would anyone
want to?

“Sorry, but after that, any woman in her right mind would feel
that way.”

He chuckled and she lifted herself up off his chest. The bed was
empty except for them. “Where’s Rory?”

“Went out for a run.”

“Ugh, don’t tell me he is some kind of fitness geek.”

“No, but I have a feeling he couldn’t stick around.”

She blinked knowing she was missing something by his tone. Before
today, she would have never asked, but now she would. “Why?”

Zeke slipped his hand up to cup her jaw. “He knew that you
might have been a sub, but he is...a little more extreme than what
you are accustomed to. He didn’t push you that far today.”

She shivered in delight. She had a few things she wanted to try and
she hoped that Rory was up for it.

“Damn, it’s a good thing he’s not around to see
that look. We would never make it out of the house tonight if he
did.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Plus, for him, it is all about control.”

She snorted and dropped back on the pillow. “Nice of him to
think of that now.”

Zeke didn’t laugh like he normally would. Or she would have
thought he would.

When he looked at her, he was studying her with a very serious
expression.

“What?”

He hesitated, then asked, “Are you sure that you are okay with
this?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

He hesitated. “I don’t want you to think you have to do
this to make me happy.”

“Do you think I would do that?”

“You might.”

“Are you happy?”

His lips twitched. “Yeah. Having the two people together I love
the most, of course I’m happy.”

Her heart did that little jig whenever she heard him say that. He
didn’t do it often, but before now, it had hurt so much. When
everything had fallen apart and they realized they would be more
friends than lovers, she hated hearing him say it. Knowing just how
much he loved her, sharing this with him, seemed to make it so
special.

“Then why are you worried?”

“I don’t want you to do it just for me. I want you to do
it for yourself.”

She smiled. “Oh, I promise you, it was all for me in a way.
Besides, you need to get over yourself. I might do a lot of things
for you, but this isn’t one of them.”

He chuckled and leaned down to kiss her. Soft, innocent kisses,
gliding over her mouth. He deepened the kiss. Her body came alive;
her mind completely lost any train of thought. It had been two years
since their first time together and he still could do this to her. He
touched her and she was lost.

Within moments, the kiss turned hot and she couldn’t control
herself. She rose up to deepen the kiss, trying to pour all her
emotions into it. She straddled him. She needed the connection, just
the two of them.

“This is allowed, yes?” she asked as she kissed him. His
cock was already hard against her sex.

“Yeah, I would say so,” he said, a bit of humor and
desire filling his voice.

She kept her eyes opened as she kissed him again. This time, it was
slow, sweet and wet. Maura had said once that he made her toes curl
every time he kissed her, and it hadn’t changed. That link was
still there, still strong.

He reached over to the table and grabbed a condom. She took it out of
his hand and sat up.

“I think I can help you with that,” she said smiling as
she opened the package. Positioning the condom on the tip, she
unrolled it. She took her time, caressing his flesh as she rolled it
on his penis. He was groaning by the time she finished.

The power it gave her to do this, to give this to him, coursed
through her veins. She raised herself up to her knees then took him
inside her. He let her have her way for a few moments but he rose up,
wrapped his arms around her and took a nipple into his mouth. As she
rode him, she felt that connection grow stronger. She did her best to
let him feel the love she had for him. Soon, Maura moaned his name as
she came, her body convulsing with her orgasm.

She continued to ride Zeke and leaned down to kiss him.

“Come for me, babe, do it,” she said against his lips.
She cupped his face. “I love you, Zeke.”

He thrust one last time inside her and came whispering her name as he
did. He fell back on the mattress taking her with him.

Maura settled her head against his chest and felt herself being
lulled back to sleep by the beat of his heart and the warmth of his
body.

Maura loved the nighttime in Hawaii. She had access to decent beaches
in Miami, although she preferred Kailua Beach to them, but the
nighttime was truly beautiful. Zeke and she thought it best to take
Rory down into the heart of Waikiki for the night. She liked to walk
along the beach as the sun was setting and the tiki torches were
being lit. And she loved the fragrant, balmy air. She smiled as Rory
turned onto H-1.

“So, you haven’t thought of moving here now that your
brother’s moved over here,” Rory asked.

She shrugged. “I don’t think so. It’s fun, I love
the island, but I’m afraid that I would go stir crazy. I need
change every now and then. If I can’t see fall foliage, at
least I can fly to it relatively easily, I would be unhappy.”

“Where are we going?” Zeke asked from the backseat.

“I thought we could hit Ala Moana tonight. I’m in the
mood for a pork ball.”

“I should have known. We haven’t been on the ground for
24 hours but you feel the need to grab one of those clusters of
cholesterol.”

She smiled. “You know that it’s my addiction.”

“What’s a pork ball?” Rory asked.

“They are heaven on earth,” Maura said.

“They’re filled with fat,” Zeke said.

“He pretends to hate them but then he always eats them,”
Maura said.

Rory laughed. “Yeah. He likes to pretend he’s all Mr.
Health, but when you get him near something greasy…all bets
are off.”

“Well, these are not really greasy. It is sort of a savory
sweet dough with a pork filling. One of them is enough to fill me up
for dinner. I have no self-control when I get them. It’s
probably a good thing I don’t know how to cook them.”

“Face it, you don’t know how to cook anything,”
Zeke said teasingly.

She frowned at him. “I can cook macaroni and cheese.”

“You can’t count using the blue box as cooking.”

She stuck out her tongue and he laughed. He was often too serious so
she treasured when she could make him laugh. “You can’t
either. I don’t know why a woman is expected to be a great cook
and men get awards when they boil water.”

“Nope, you know my skill is in cleaning up the mess others
leave behind. But, Rory here can.”

She glanced at Rory who seemed to be concentrating on the traffic
with renewed interest. “You can cook?”

He shrugged as if embarrassed that Zeke had told her about it. “I
like to dabble in the kitchen.”

“Dabble as in I know how to throw a steak on the grill or--”

“As in, Rory here can make a soufflé you would kill
for,” Zeke said, pride infusing his tone. It was hard not to
smile at the way Zeke talked about Rory as if he were some kind of
wonder. But even as she did, she felt a little twinge of jealousy.
These men were going to go back to the way things were before they
came to Hawaii. When she got home, it would be just her.

“What’s wrong?” Zeke asked.

She glanced at him and gave him a smile even though it felt forced.
“Nothing. I think the jet lag is getting to me. Plus, I’m
hungry.”

He looked like he didn’t believe her, but he let it go. Zeke
was always good at giving her space.

“There’s Ala Moana,” she said and gave Rory
instructions on where to park. When he parked, she slipped out of the
jeep and felt something stir the fine hairs on the back of her neck.
Maura looked around but didn’t see anyone looking at her. She
walked a little further, listening to the guys talk about nothing of
importance and she felt it again. This time, she stopped and looked
around the parking garage. It was well lit and busy with tourists and
locals on a Saturday night.

The guys walked a few steps before they stopped too. They were both
frowning.

“What’s wrong?” Rory asked.

She shook her head. “I think I’m just tired.”

She fought the urge to look behind her as they walked into the
shopping center’s food court. The place was filled with a
wealth of locals and tourists. It was large, housing at least 20
places to eat. She didn’t pay attention to anything else. Maura
made a beeline for her favorite Asian eatery. She heard Zeke chuckle
behind her.