A Little Harmless Rumor (5 page)

“I don’t know about everyone else, but I feel better,” Randy said.

Sean lifted his head. “You’re such a smart ass.”

“Better than a dumb one, Sean” Jaime murmured. Sean kissed her on the back of the neck, and slipped out of her.

“I’ll be right back.”

He went to the bathroom, as Jaime snuggled closer to Randy.

“Well, we made the first step,” she whispered.

He held her close to him and kissed her temple. “Be patient. We’ll work it all out.”

Randy just hoped that he could stay true to his word.

J
amie sighed
as she felt herself drifting off. They hadn’t moved much and she really didn’t want to. The cool trade winds were playing with the curtains on the lanai, and she felt as if she were floating. Jaime laid her head on Sean’s chest as Randy snuggled in behind her. God, it felt good to be sandwiched between them. She had never been with two men, but she could definitely get used to it. There was something especially wonderful about having all the attention on her.

Her mind started going back to their lovemaking and she hummed. She couldn’t help it. For the rest of her life, she would never forget this one moment.

“What was that for?” Randy asked as he pulled her earlobe between his teeth.

“Memories.”

He chuckled and it vibrated against her back. She shivered.

“I guess we should talk about it,” Sean said.

She laughed. “A little too late for that.”

“No, there are things you two need to know, but I can’t tell you at the moment.”

She shifted her weight and rose to a sitting position. Randy groaned and leaned back against the pillows.

“Come on. I thought it was sleepy time. We haven’t had a good night’s rest in about three days.”

Sean ignored Randy’s complaining and kept his attention on Jaime’s face. “I liked it better when we were just going with the flow.”

“You can’t tell us?”

Sean shook his head. She could feel him tense up. He was ready for them to abandon him. Or give him some kind of ultimatum. Well, there was going to be one, but she definitely wasn’t going to push him beyond what he was comfortable with. Not right now. They needed to rebuild those bridges they had all burned. It wasn’t going to happen overnight, but she knew at some point, they would deal with it. For the time being, she would be careful. His reaction was partially her fault. Her refusal to take their relationship to the next level—not to mention breaking it off with him then—was her fault. She had been so bloody scared at the time, and she’d made a massive mistake. But then, maybe they had needed that break…because they definitely both needed Randy.

“You’re looking serious there,” Sean said.

She blinked when she realized that she had been so caught up in her thoughts that she had started to frown. Before she could respond, she felt Randy’s mouth moving over her flesh. Sean must have noticed what Randy was up to, because his mouth curved. He leaned forward and licked her nipple. It tightened immediately…almost painfully.

“Always so responsive,” he said, lust shimmering in his voice.

Randy shifted away from her, and Sean eased her onto her back. At that point, they attacked. Sean continued to tease her breasts as Randy kissed his way down to her pussy. She was still tender from their lovemaking, but she didn’t care. Randy was damned talented with his mouth, as he proved once again. He slipped the tip between her pussy lips, and she couldn’t fight the moan. Didn’t want to. There was one thing these men understood, and that was pleasure. Having both of them heap all their attention onto her was a fantasy come true.

Sean moved away, as did Randy. They both slid off the mattress and stood on opposite sides of the bed. Jaime looked first at Randy, then Sean. She did not care for the gleam in their eyes.

She opened her mouth to ask them what they were up to, but Randy said, “I think you should take the lead this time, Sean. She does seem to like commands coming from you.”

Oh, fuck. She pressed her thighs together at the thought. Randy was right. She liked being ordered around, and there was something about the way Sean did it.

“Off the bed, Jaime,” Sean said, his smile fading as his voice took a more authoritative tone.

She hesitated, and he did not like it.

“Get off that bed right now, or I will make you pay for it.”

Heat flared low in her belly. Bloody hell, she had really missed this. Randy was an excellent Dom, but there was an edge to Sean that she loved also. Between the two of them, she would probably never be able to get enough—or walk straight. They both had ferocious sexual appetites.

She did as he ordered. Each small move heightened her arousal. Her sex was pulsing, anticipating.

Sean pulled her close, and patted her ass. She quivered, expecting—wanting—a harder slap, but he didn’t give it. From the curve of his mouth, she knew that he had held back on purpose. Damn him.

“Walk to the foot of the bed, then face the mattress.”

She didn’t hesitate this time. She walked and obeyed as ordered.

“I hate that I don’t have any toys at the house. I haven’t played in months,” Sean murmured as he walked past her, skimming his fingers over her ass.

“We do have a few things, if you are comfortable using them.”

There was a pause. “Hell fucking yeah.”

They walked away and she wanted to look. Sean must have sensed her curiosity because he said, “Turn around and you will regret it.”

They talked softly, so much so she could barely make out what they were saying. Every few words she would catch a phrase, but not clearly enough to know what they were discussing.

“Sounds good,” Sean said. “I really like this.”

She heard the crack of the belt. Fuck. They had just gotten that at the store in Rough ‘n Ready the night before.

“I take it you’re waiting for a spanking,” Sean said. He drew out the word spanking and she shivered. “But, first, I want to make sure you deserve it.”

Randy was still behind her, but she heard the vibrator. If Sean was a spanker, Randy loved to torture her with a vibrator. They were going to bloody kill her.

“Why don’t you start with what we talked about, Randy?”

Randy said nothing, but he chuckled. He laid on the bed, face up, with his head by her at the foot of the bed.

“Lean forward, one hand on each side of Randy, flat on the mattress.”

She complied, bringing her closer to Randy’s cock. She licked her lips.

“Not yet, pet. We need to make sure you earn the right to suck on our cocks.”

The temptation was almost too much to bear. She closed her eyes and waited.

“No. Keep your eyes open and look at Randy’s cock.”

She did, and then Randy pressed the vibrator against her sex.

“Now, remember, your orgasms are ours to give you. You do not come without permission.”

She said nothing, but Sean asked, “Do you accept this?”

“Yes, sir.”

The moment she said it, Randy dipped the head of dildo into her pussy. It was just enough for the vibrations to jolt her clit. He moved it further in and she hummed.

“Oh, you were right. She really likes that,” Sean said, his voice deepening.

“I told you. She gets so fucking wet.”

Sean leaned over her shoulder, his breath feathering over her ear when he spoke. “You like that, don’t you, Jaime?”

“Y-yes.”

She could barely get the word out. Randy kept moving the vibrator deeper, and she could barely hold back her orgasm. Sean tugged on her ear, and licked it before moving onto the bed. Randy slowed down the vibrator, but took one of her nipples into his mouth. The dual torture was almost too much to bear.

“Fuck.”

“Oh, such a dirty mouth,” Sean said, dark amusement filling his voice.

He wrapped his hand around Randy’s cock, and she watched as Sean stroked Randy. Sean turned his head and looked at her as he lowered his mouth to Randy’s cock. He licked up the underside, then took the shaft into his mouth. She watched, unable to look away as Sean started to deep throat Randy. It brought a moan from Randy, which vibrated over her nipple then through her body.

Randy tore his mouth away from her nipple. “Fuck, yeah, that feels good. Yeah, fuck. Fuck, just like that.”

Sean continued working him over as Randy held the vibrator with one hand, then molded his other on the back of Sean’s head. It was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen. She couldn’t look away, even if Sean had ordered her. Then, Sean pulled back, giving Randy’s cock one last long lick before he moved off the bed.

“Liked that, didn’t you, princess?” he asked, his voice was deeper, darker.

“Yes, sir.”

He licked his lips and hummed. “Randy has always been a tasty treat.” He smiled. “And you didn’t look away like a good pet.”

Randy chimed in. “She is fucking wet too. I’m amazed she hasn’t come yet.”

“Oh, that deserves a little reward.”

He picked up the belt where he had left it on the bed and moved behind her. Randy started to lick and tease her breasts again, turning up the vibrator another notch.

The moment the belt hit her ass, she jolted and almost came. She dug her fingers into the sheets, forcing herself not to come. He hit her again; the sharp sting of the belt left her flesh hot. Jaime closed her eyes in anticipation of the next smack, but it didn’t come.

“I told you to keep your eyes open and on Randy’s cock.”

It took a second or two, but Jaime forced herself to do as he ordered. He smacked her with is bare hand as a reward.

“Damn, your skin is hot.”

He moved back again and hit her three more times. By the time he was done, every nerve in her body was singing. She was at the edge about to come, but Randy removed the vibrator, then moved away from her, slipping off the mattress. He joined Sean behind her.

“Damn, babe, I bet you loved that,” he said as he skimmed his fingers over her ass. The light touch was enough to tease her more.

“You did so well, Jaime, so I think you need another even better reward,” Sean said, as he took her hand and moved her away from the bed. “Care for a ride, Randy.”

“Fuck yeah,” Randy said, slipping onto the bed. He had a condom on, ready to go as Sean helped her up on the bed. It was hard to do, because she was so damned close to coming, she could barely think properly. Her legs and arms were shaking.

Jaime straddled Randy, sliding down on his cock, and humming as she did.

“Oh, yeah, I know what it feels like having his cock inside of you.”

She opened her eyes and looked at Sean, who knelt beside them on the bed. She kept her gaze on his as she rose up then lowered down on Randy’s cock. She did that a couple more times, watching as Sean stroked his own shaft as he watched them. Then, he moved closer to Randy’s mouth and held it out.

“Want a taste?”

“I think that deserves another ‘fuck yeah,’” Randy said as he eagerly opened his mouth to take Sean in. Again, she was transfixed by the sight. Sean rested his fists on his waist as he jettisoned in and out of Randy’s mouth. She continued to move, her orgasm shimmering so close.

“You can come when you want to, love,” Sean said. It was all she needed. Her release tore through her, pulling a scream from her as she convulsed.

“Ah, yeah,” Sean said, and he thrust into Randy’s mouth one last time. He held still. He pulled his cock out then lay down beside Randy. He leaned forward and stroked her clit. She thought she was done, but as Randy moved his cock in and out of her, and Sean stroked her, she felt the delicious pressure build again.

“Shit,” Randy said. “Fuck, yeah, that’s it. Stroke her. I want to feel her come again. All those fucking muscles on my cock. Yeah, that’s it,” he said, as another orgasm jolted her.

“Fuck,” Randy said, as he grabbed hold of her hips and started to thrust up harder and harder, then with one last shout, he thrust into her and gave over to his orgasm.

She collapsed on him just moments later as Sean lay down next to them. Sean slipped his fingers through her hair; rose up to kiss her, then leaned down to kiss Randy.

“Now, we can sleep,” Sean said.

“You both definitely made sure of that,” she mumbled.

Randy chuckled as he stroked her ass with a sweet caress, soothing the tender skin. With Sean’s arm over her and Randy, she laid her head on Randy’s chest and fell asleep.

S
ean splashed
water on his face to wake himself up. He awoke from a dream he couldn’t remember, but he knew it had to do with Emma. She had been in some kind of danger, and he remembered running through hallways searching for her. She had been screaming for him. His pulse still hammered in his throat, and it was made worse by the fact that he couldn’t get hold of her.

Where was she?

After the panic had dissolved, he knew he wouldn’t get back to sleep. So, he’d slipped out of bed and went back to his own room to clean up.

As he dried off his face, he realized there was a reason people had been worried about him. He’d never had an issue with his weight, but he had dropped at least ten pounds. It showed in his face. Damn, he had to get this crap cleared up and get on with his life. Too many times he had put it on hold; but now, he wanted a future. He wasn’t sure where the three of them were going. Thinking about it would lead to hoping and, at the moment, Sean just didn’t have the energy to do that. Not with what was hanging over his head at the moment. Before he took on two more people in his life, he needed to protect the one who meant more than anyone else at the moment.

He went to his closet as the memories of his first days with Emma washed over him.

“Get in the car,” he said, as he glanced from side to side, making sure no one had followed them. Of course, the young woman ignored him and disagreed with him.

“I don’t understand why I need to go with you. I was doing fine on my own.”

He heard the irritation in her voice, but there was something else.

“You were doing so well that you were kidnapped.” Still, she didn’t move. “Let me put it this way, sweetheart. Get in the car, or I put you in the car.”

She studied him for a long moment, then she did as he ordered. Once they were both situated in the car, he started it up.

“It would save a lot of time, if you would just do as I say,” Sean said.

She narrowed her eyes, but he ignored her as he pulled out into traffic. He needed to contact Lassiter and find out just what the hell was going on. Then he needed to find out just who the hell this tiny bundle of energy was to him. There had to be a reason he had been requested for the job.

“Do you even know where you are going?”

He didn’t respond. He focused on driving them through the insanity of Bangkok traffic. One wrong move and they would be dead.

“Sean?” she demanded.

“What?”

“Do you know where you are going?”

“The airport. Then we are getting out of here.”

She said nothing as he flew through another red light. He didn’t know how much time they had before they would go unnoticed.

“Why would I go to the airport with you?”

“I have a feeling the guys who kidnapped you were not doing it to get to know you. I have a private plane I chartered, and we are getting the fuck out of Bangkok.”

She opened her mouth to complain again, he was sure, but he stopped her.

“Listen, I am going to get us to safety. Then, from there you can decide if you want to tag along or not. But, I can guarantee you, those men weren’t going to continue to play nice, if they had been. Soon, you probably would have been sold off.”

“Oh, I doubt that.”

“Why would you say that?”

“My mind is worth more on the open market than my body.”

Sean shook his head as he stepped into a pair of loose fitting pants. The woman was a handful, but then, she had been worth it. He would put up with all the trouble that had exploded in his life just for her. None it had been her fault and Sean didn’t believe in killing the messenger.

He made his way down the hall as quietly as possible. He stopped at the doorway to the guest room and looked in. Randy and Jaime lay in bed, their bodies entwined. It was so hard to force himself to walk away. He wanted to slip beneath the sheets and snuggle up to the two of them. But, he also knew he had unfinished business before he could commit to anything.

He turned away from the temptation they presented and walked to his home office. He’d set the office up when he realized he needed something with higher security than he could get from the average Wi-Fi. Of course, Emma had done all the work securing the lines. The woman was too smart for her own good. But, like most people like her, she couldn’t see the forest for the trees. And those trees tended to fall on her before she noticed what was going on.

After turning on his desk light, he decided to check on a few things and try to call Emma again. They hadn’t talked in days, and while she had a habit of disappearing from time to time, she always caught up with him a few days later. She knew he would worry.

He settled down in the chair behind the desk and started up his computer. He rolled his shoulders and realized that he was sore in places he didn’t know he could be sore in. He had always had a really active sex life, but maybe he had been slowing down in the last year. It made sense with what had been going on, but still, he was starting to feel old. Of course, he had never had a threesome before, and both Jaime and Randy had been the two lovers who had challenged him on every level.

He rested his head against the back of the chair and closed his eyes. Sean didn’t know what would happen after this was over, but he knew that he was never going to be the same. There, in the office alone, he could admit that he wanted more, but what? How did he ask the two of them to stay around when his life was such a fucking mess?

Opening his eyes, he leaned forward and keyed in his password. As he waited for everything to load, he realized it had probably been well over thirty-six hours since Jaime and Randy actually slept. He sighed. No wonder they had passed out. It had been hard to force himself to leave the bed, but with both of them sleeping, now was the best time to do some research.

He checked his email and found nothing. Not even one of Lassiter’s strange emails from fake names. It was really starting to worry him. Lassiter was one sneaky bastard, but the last few months, he had kept in contact, in his own way. The fact that he was universally absent from everything was really, really bad. He checked a few more emails and realized one of this old buddies from MI-6 had emailed him. He scanned the email and realized things were finally moving forward. It looked like the beginning of the end of the nightmare that had started six months earlier, but he didn’t want to get his hopes up.

With that on his mind, he picked up his phone and dialed Emma. Nothing. It just rang and then went to voice mail.

“Emma, this is Sean. The only person who calls you. Things seem to be shifting and we need to discuss strategy.”

He hung up and sat back in the chair. His nerves were stretched to the limit, but he couldn’t show it. Not to Jaime and not to Randy. Hell, he couldn’t really let anyone know what was going on. If Lassiter had been picked up, there was a good chance Sean’s moves could definitely tip off his captors. That would put his life in jeopardy.

Shutting down his computer, he decided to grab a shower before he made it back to bed. Maybe it would clear his head and give him a direction for what to do next.

Perhaps, he could possibly figure out what the hell to do about Jaime and Randy.

R
oyce Lassiter made
his way down the street in the seedier side of Paris. It was one of those areas most tour guides would tell you to avoid, but he felt pleasantly at home. He’d grown up in an even tougher part of London, so it wasn’t as if he didn’t know what to expect. There was a good chance he was going to get mugged, but he would welcome that. Being hunted wasn’t something he wanted to ever experience again.

Fuck, he was tired. His head pounded due to his lack of sleep, his back was killing him, and dammit, he smelled as if he had been sleeping in a pile of rubbish that was three days old. Every time he caught his scent he wanted to vomit. He was too old for this shit. This was a game for a younger man. He knew because he had been that younger man at one time. In the years he worked for MI-6, he did things most people would call…questionable. He had lived a life that most people would only dream of, and after a successful career with the government, he had started his own corporation that had made him richer than he had ever dreamed of being.

And it was all in jeopardy.

If this situation wasn’t because of Sean, he would have just bailed, but he owed his old friend. Royce knew that part of this was his fault. He had taken chances in the last few years and some of that had to do with making money, and other times it was all ego. But now, he would set it all right, fix things. He needed to make things up to Sean, plus, he had to make sure his daughter was safe and sound.

He came upon a little deli that was getting ready to close. He needed to eat and get a message to Sean. Things had gone to shit in the last thirty-six-hours. Hell, even the connections he could always count on weren’t coming through.

As Royce approached the door, he heard something behind him. Knowing he was stuck, he turned to face the threat. He never saw a face. No sound was made, but he felt the burn of the bullet as it passed through his shoulder. He lost his footing and fell back. He hit the sidewalk hard, first with his ass, then his back and finally his head.

He blinked as his vision wavered.

“Come on,” someone said, as two men grabbed him. He couldn’t really place the accent, but he was sure it was Eastern European. “There is someone very interested in meeting you, Mr. Lassiter.”

Before he could ask who it was, he felt something hit the back of his head and then nothing at all.