Haunted (5 page)

“Yes,” both men answered as she plunged two fingers into her pussy and continued to strum her clit with her thumb. She’d never thought about how hot it would be to have more than one man watch, but the sight of two sets of matching coffee-colored eyes trained on her every move left her wet. So wet her panties must be transparent by now.

“All right. Take them off.” Jake reached out a hand, but she placed her bare foot on the middle of his chest. Brows furrowed, he appeared confused, to say the least. “With your teeth.” She smiled and lowered her foot.

Jake gulped and dropped to his knees. His teeth skimmed her hip until he got a good grip on her panties. She brought her legs together to make it easier for him, but left her fingers buried inside her pussy.

She doubted Quinn had been a very obedient man in life. Nothing had changed in death. His tongue, no more substantial than a strong wind, lapped at her breasts over her bra, while Jake tossed her panties aside and spread her legs further apart. When Jake reached her pussy, he sucked on her fingers until they slipped free. His mouth took their place. While he fucked her with his tongue, she circled her clit with slick fingers.

Quinn’s hands moved to her breasts, pinching her nipples. She gasped. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and she moaned at the sensation so much like swallowing smoke.

She slid her hands into Jake’s hair as he shoved two thick fingers knuckle-deep into her pussy and sucked her clit into his mouth. The sensation proved too much, and she broke apart. As her orgasm washed over her, Quinn whispered into her ear, “I want more.” And odder still, she could swear she felt his fingers smooth a few strands of hair away from her damp forehead.

Several minutes later, Virginia drifted back into reality wedged between Quinn and Jake. Jake, who still wore those damned scratchy pants, kissed the side of her neck as one of his hands unhooked the front of her bra.

“You okay?”

“Mmm… fantastic, but I need you to stand up.” Jake flinched at her command and rolled away, but not off the bed. The satisfied stupor she’d fallen into disappeared in a cloud of guilt at the hurt in his eyes. He didn’t just want to date her or thought she was attractive. No, he must have convinced himself that he really cared about her. He would do whatever she asked. That power over another human being scared her, but it explained last night.

A thin sheen of sweat covered Jake’s honey-toned skin. She wanted to touch and soothe him, but the moment she shifted toward him, he jumped up. She threw her legs off the side of the bed and locked her arms around his trim waist to pull him between her parted knees.

He stared down at her with guarded eyes. “What do you really want from me?”

“I just wanted to say thank you.”

He frowned. A frown that disappeared when she circled his belly button with her tongue. Even his belly button, shallow, but a perfect circle, pleased her. She loved the small part of him with her mouth, thrusting in and out with her tongue as he drove his hands into her hair.

A wall of cold pressed up against her back, more solid than before. It didn’t come as a surprise when Quinn, in the form of that same chilled air, tickled her pussy. His touch eased her heated flesh and turned her on all at once. She wanted, no, needed to have Jake inside her.

Hands clumsy with eagerness, she yanked open his pants, almost tearing off the button. Thumbs hooked into the waistband of his slacks, she tugged, pulling both Jake’s pants and gray boxer briefs down.

His cock sprung free, thick and heavy. It looked as amazing as it had felt the night before. She grasped the base of his thick shaft and stroked him once from root to tip. The tip glistened with a drop of pre-cum.

Last night she had almost come at only the feel of him. Now that she could see every last glorious inch, a tingling pleasure bloomed deep in her belly. He was every bit as big as Quinn, but his shaft curved toward his belly a little more. She cupped Jake’s balls and circled the tip of his cock with her tongue. She couldn’t take him all. He was too damn big. She pumped the base with her free hand as she bobbed up and down.

His hands framed her face as he urged her on. His fingers tightened with every sweep of her tongue against the sensitive underside of his cock. The sight of him, head thrown back in ecstasy, undid her. She moaned, and he rocked his hips toward her.

Quinn’s cool fingers pressed harder into the slit of her sex. Little more than a teasing sensation, but unquestionably more substantial than before. She jerked back in shock at the idea that her theory might actually have merit, and fell onto the bed. Passing through Quinn’s body, pressed so closely against her, was like falling through a pile of cotton balls. Amazement froze her in place.

Quinn backed away as Jake leaned forward, stopping a few inches above her. “That was fantastic.” Then, Jake kissed her, lips sliding against hers until his tongue delved deeper, plundering her mouth. He pulled her to the center of the bed, his large body parallel to hers.

The man liked to kiss, but when he paused to take a breath, she scooted away from him. Maybe they should slow down?

Arm bent, he rested his head on his fist, while the other rested on her hip, tracing little circles. “So how do you want me to do this?”

His eyes, so earnest, left her guilty that she hadn’t told him everything. As he scooted forward and nibbled on her earlobe, she gave in. Talking was overrated. She grasped him by the hips and pulled him toward her. He resisted, but only long enough to lean back and grab a condom. A condom he tore open and rolled over his erection in no more than half a minute.

His cock brushed against her belly, as he nudged her onto her side, facing away from him. His hand ran down the small of the back to the curve of her ass until two parted fingers outlined her sex, as if mapping out a plan of attack.

She strained her neck to watch as he grasped his cock and pressed it against the curve of her ass. Her eyes opened wide, and he glanced at her with a boyish grin before he leaned forward to plant a hard quick kiss on her lips.

“You turn me on so much this is the only way I will last anywhere near to what you want.” With a shuddery breath, he pressed forward as she pushed back. His shaft slid between her legs.

The lightest brush of his cock against her clit set off a series of sparks in her body, which she had no desire to control. She slipped her hand between her legs and stroked his length. She tilted his cock to slide along her pussy for more of the delicious pressure.

One hand snaked around to pull her close. His arm wrapped around her shoulder, vise-like, while his other hand grabbed her thigh to reposition it behind his own. The coarse hair on his legs tickled, but everything disappeared when he pressed his cock into her.

Her eyes fell closed and she tried to memorize every bit of the feeling. Then Quinn’s voice broke through the spell. “Fuck, you’re wet. You always like this or is my friend just that good?”

She ignored him. Jake thrust into her as in the book she’d made him read; nine shallow, one deep, then eight shallow and two deep, until he’d finally got to ten deep. Then, he started all over again. She moaned while Jake’s cock stretched her.

That Quinn didn’t care for being ignored became clear. She lay sandwiched between rock-hard bodies. When he reached forward and pressed a finger against her clit, his no longer quite so cold but solid touch surprised her.

“Oh my God, I felt --”

Robbed of her words by the combination of Jake thrusting into her roughly and Quinn’s no longer ghostly fingers, she came in a fierce rush.

Jake leaned forward to whisper in her ear, “You come so easy, baby. You feel amazing wrapped around me.”

When his teeth dug into her shoulder, he ground into her. Her orgasm kept going as Quinn applied direct pressure to her clit and nipped at the underside of her breast, working his way up until he dragged his teeth against her peaked nipples.

She pressed back into Jake’s warmth and thrusting cock, trying to escape the almost too strong sensation that pulsated through her. Only there was no place to go.

Jake’s fingers tightened on her hips as he pumped into her, his movements choppy. “I’m going to come. I’m sorry.” Her mind couldn’t fathom what he was sorry for. Everything about the way he swelled inside her left her body humming with satisfaction.

She reached back and grabbed his ass, squeezing it as her orgasm ebbed.

Chest heaving, Jake slid away onto his back. The exact moment Jake’s cock slid out of her, Quinn, an icy cold but one hundred percent solid Quinn, wrapped his large hands around her thighs and pulled her onto him.

“Holy fuck.” Jake lurched away but she slammed her hand down onto his wrist before he could escape from the bed.

She had thought her body would be numb after the two amazing orgasms she’d experienced in the last hour, but when Quinn’s erection slid into her slick sex, the coolness brought her body back to life. Holy fuck indeed.

Virginia rocked her hips, matching Jake’s movements. He’d wanted to last for the whole night, but it was hard when he adored everything about this woman. The first time they’d met, she smiled at him. True, she treated everyone the same, but her type of kindness mattered. It didn’t come with conditions or expectations. He’d never dared to hope she would give him the time of day. Yet here he was, holding her close as her body shook from pleasure he’d given. That knowledge and the way her sweet body clenched around his cock undid him.

“I’m going to come. I’m sorry.” His body molded to hers, and he kissed the curve of her neck. With a shudder, he came in a rush.

In a perfect world, he’d fall asleep, cock buried in her silky heat, but this little room was about as far from perfect as a person could get. Instead, he rolled onto his back and released her. The moment he slid away from her, she jerked toward the center of the bed. He blinked. Her legs went straight into the air as if something had lifted them.

When he thought things couldn’t get any stranger, her eyes flew open and she gasped. Between her legs, the fuzzy outline of a man appeared.

“Holy fuck.” He reared back. His instincts told him to get the hell away, but Virginia’s hand latched onto his wrist. He couldn’t abandon her. Her face twisted into an expression that after last night he recognized all too well. That and the way her body rocked against his arm told him what the thing between her legs was doing.

“Son-of-a-bitch.” Jake wanted to pound something into dust. With every push into her body, the figure, now obviously his supposed friend, grew clearer. Her legs rested against Quinn’s shoulders.

“That’s right, baby, take it.” The smile on Quinn’s face turned Jake’s stomach. Sure, Quinn had been his friend since as far back as Jake could remember, but his blood boiled at the sight and sound of Quinn fucking his woman. He tried to pull away, but Virginia dragged him down and kissed him full on the mouth. Her hands wrapped around his neck in a death grip.

To make matters worse, Quinn doled out advice. “Play with her tits.”

Virginia gasped at the recommendation, and Jake glared back at the other man. His friend, who had one hand on Virginia’s ass while he toyed with her clit with the other, beamed down at them.

“Come on, Jakie. She wants it.”

Jake glanced back at Virginia. Eyes closed and squirming on the bed, she didn’t appear to want or need anything more. Only the hand on his neck, pulling him closer, implied otherwise. His will to resist evaporated. The moment his tongue swiped over her left breast, she squeaked. Her back arched off the bed when he sucked a peaked nipple into his mouth. When she screamed, it was his name on her lips.

The whole situation shouldn’t have turned him on, but the sound of his name coming from her in breathy gasps… He was powerless to resist.

Quinn slowed down. Jake glanced up to find Quinn studying them with an expression he’d never seen on his friend’s face before.

“I’m sorry, man. She’s yours.” Quinn shifted until Virginia lay between them, facing Jake. “It’s you she wants.”

Virginia, eyes half lidded, raked her nails down his chest. With his dick even harder than before, he had no plans to refuse her when she leaned toward him and whispered, “Please.”

The weirdness of the situation no longer bothered him. All that mattered was Virginia. He pulled off the old condom and reached for another. Her hand covered his to help him roll it over the last few inches. Satisfied it was in place, she climbed over him. As she slid down his length, she rolled her hips and everything else fell away.

Maybe he should worry that she could turn him on with little more than a brush of her hand, but right now there were better things to concentrate on. The bed creaked. He shifted to find that Quinn’s image appeared washed out. Jake’s hands tightened on her hips as he held her in place. “What’s wrong with him?”

Virginia glanced between the two men and down at Jake with sad eyes. “I think the sex made him visible.” She angled her head in Quinn’s direction. “Was it working? Did you come close?”

Jake lifted a hand. “Wait. If you have sex with him, he won’t have to be a ghost anymore?”

Quinn nodded. His image grew fuzzy around the edges.

Jake moved to lift her off him, but she placed a hand on his chest. “I have an idea.” Both men grew still. “I think it might work if the energy were doubled.”

A night’s worth of great sex must have turned Jake’s brain into mush because he had no idea what she was saying, but Quinn clearly understood. His friend moved behind them and ran his hand down Virginia’s back. Her shiver traveled straight to Jake’s cock and he rocked into her.

She leaned forward, her breasts dangling in front of him as she reached for something on the nightstand. His eyes widened as Virginia passed a bottle of baby oil to Quinn. What the hell were they up to?

And only a little out of focus, Quinn took the bottle from her and drizzled it down her back. At last, it clicked.

Jake frowned. “Will this really help?”

“I think so.” Virginia shuddered in response to whatever it was Quinn was doing.