Longing for Kayla (4 page)

Completely unfazed by his nakedness, Chris wrapped an arm around Jesse’s shoulders. “Thanks, man. I don’t think any of this would have happened without you.”

“Don’t give me too much credit. I’m enjoying this as much as you.”

Kayla stuck her head out of the bathroom. “You two joining me any time soon?”

* * * * *

The little kisses and play in the shower had them all completely revved up and ready to go once they returned to the bedroom.

Kayla dropped down onto the bed and propped herself up on her elbows to look at the two men. “How do you want me?” Her coy, playful tone caressed Jesse’s body as surely as if she had used her hand.

He glanced over at Chris and tilted his head, indicating he should take the lead. “How do you want her?”

Chris stalked toward her on the bed and without saying a word he gripped her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. He kissed a trail down her back and nipped her plump ass cheek, leaving a red mark in his wake. Judging by the way Kayla squirmed beneath his mouth, she liked the rough bite.

Easing his hand beneath her stomach, Chris pulled Kayla onto her knees, his hand cupped her breast and he leaned in to kiss the nape of her neck.

“I want to watch you suck off Jes while I fuck you,” he whispered against her body. Goosebumps covered her flesh, making her nipples bead tightly.

The image Chris painted had Jesse’s cock twitching in anticipation. He couldn’t wait to feel her hot mouth on his dick. Jesse eased himself in front of Kayla on the bed and lay back so she would be perfectly aligned to suck him in doggie position.

The firm grasp Kayla used shocked him. It was rougher than she had previously been with him. When he looked at her, she winced. “Sorry. Too rough?”

“Um, no, it’s good. You just surprised me that’s all.”

“Well, I saw how rough you were on yourself earlier, and I thought maybe you liked it harder.”

“Kay, I like it any way you want to give it to me.”

Kayla’s eyes twinkled as she seemed to measure his words. “Hmm.”

She leaned in and swept her tongue along the length of his erection in one long, hot, wet stroke. “You like that?”

“Oh yeah.” He arched his hips toward her, needing to feel her touch him again.

She licked the head like a lollipop, teasing him with her tongue. “Jesus, Kay.” He squirmed on the bed, loving every minute of her touch and needing more at the same time.

“That’s right, baby, make him beg for it,” Chris said. His eyes were dark with arousal, his nostrils flared and Jesse’s body tightened in response.

Kayla pushed back her hips and wiggled her ass.

Chris swatted her lush cheek playfully. “Demanding little thing, aren’t you? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” After quickly applying a condom, he gripped her hips and surged into her, rocking Kayla’s body forward onto Jesse’s dick.

Chris’ pace and intensity controlled Kayla’s movement—the harder he pounded, the deeper she sucked. When he pulled back and swiveled his hips, teasing her, Kayla did the same to Jesse’s cock. It was as if Chris knew exactly what both Kayla and Jesse wanted.

Unable to stop himself, Jesse opened his eyes and looked at Chris’ face. He had his eyes open, watching Kayla sucking. When Chris caught Jesse looking at him, he chuckled and shook his head. “That’s fucking hot.”

Jesse’s eyes never left Chris’ face. “Yeah, it is.”

Chris held his stare and thrust into Kayla before he broke contact. Jesse’s heart rate quickened. For a moment it felt as if Chris was right there with him. Kayla pulled back slightly and opened her eyes and looked at Jesse.

Right now the last thing he wanted was for Kayla to analyze him. He wanted nothing more than to just enjoy this experience. Threading his fingers into her hair, he held her head down against his dick. She chuckled against him. The vibration of her laugh sent a jolt of pleasure along his shaft.

“Fuck,” he gritted out between clenched teeth. Dropping his head back, he closed his eyes, allowing the sensations to take over his body.

He could feel Kayla’s impending orgasm as the suction changed, her breathing hitched and little squeals sounded deep in her throat.

“You almost done there, man? ’Cause I am trying to hold on for you, but you better fucking finish soon.” His voice was broken, husky with need.

Jesse opened his eyes and looked at Chris. The raw, naked passion on his face was all Jesse needed to send him over the edge.

With his orgasm taken care of, Jesse reached between Kayla’s legs and pushed Chris’ hand aside. “I got this,” he told him.

Chris grunted in reply, his hands shifting back to grip Kayla’s hips. She looked so small next to Chris’ large frame. Jesse could only imagine how tight she must feel on his thick cock.

He felt Kayla spasm against his finger as an orgasm overtook her body, and she collapsed forward against him, providing Jesse with an unobstructed view of Chris as he continued to pound into her. His face clenched as if in pain, the cords of his neck tight as every muscle in Chris’ body contracted into the delicious rhythm to reach orgasm. He shuddered, a loud, hoarse groan ripped from his chest as he reached his own release.

Fuck that was hot
.

Chris collapsed onto the bed and pulled Kayla up against him. He kissed the side of her head—the gesture so tender Jesse could almost feel it.

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. In the past he’d always been able to ignore any feelings he had for Chris. Sure, he’d always wanted him, but it was enough to just be around him, he didn’t need anything else. But something about being with Kayla was changing that. He loved them both so much it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to reach out and touch Chris, but he didn’t have the first clue how his friend would respond. An arrow of jealousy speared him as he watched Kayla stroke Chris’ chest in the lazy afterglow. Not because he didn’t want her there, because God knows he did, but he longed to be able to touch Chris as well.

He clenched his hand to stop himself from reaching out to touch Chris. God, he needed to get a grip. Jesse eased himself off the bed.

“Where are you going?” Chris’ sleepy voice halted his steps. “Am I taking up too much of the bed?”

“No, you’re fine. I just need to go to the bathroom.” Jesse looked at them resting on the bed. The look of understanding on Kayla’s face told him she knew exactly why he was escaping into the washroom.

She reached out her hand and squeezed his fingers. “Hurry back.”

He nodded his head, unable to say anything.

When he came out of the bathroom they were both asleep, allowing him to slide into bed unnoticed.

* * * * *

The next morning Jesse woke alone, the bedroom empty. Following the sounds of laughter, he found Kayla sitting on the counter in one of his sweatshirts, watching Chris make breakfast.

“Finally. We were wondering what happened to you. You slept like the dead,” Chris said, glancing over his shoulder from his place at the stove. “Kay wanted French toast, so grab the syrup, would yah?”

The table set, Chris slapped down a plate of French toast in front of Jesse. The sweet smell of cinnamon and sugar made his stomach rumble. “Smells good.”

Kayla forked a couple of slices onto her plate and proceeded to drown the bread in syrup.

Like watching a car crash, Chris stared at her with an expression somewhere between fascination and disgust. “Holy shit, Kay.”

“What? I like syrup.” She stabbed a piece of toast and shoved it into her mouth, her eyes widening in appreciation. “Oh God, Chris, this is amazing,” she said around the mouthful of toast.

He laughed. “Glad you like it.”

The next forkful she brought to her mouth was dripping in so much syrup a glob fell on her shirt and ran down the material.

“I think you’d better lose the shirt. Otherwise you’ll be a huge mess.” Jesse waggled his eyebrows at her in his best Groucho Marx impersonation.

Chris’ eyes darkened at the request. “Definitely. Lose the shirt.”

The edges of her lips curled in a seductive smile.

Jesus, this threesome had done something to Kayla. Gone was the shy, insecure girl he knew and in her place was this sexy, confident woman. She teasingly pulled the shirt from her body and sat magnificently naked at the table. Her nipples beaded tightly while they looked at her, showing them exactly what their appreciative stares were doing to her.

Chris dipped his finger into the pool of syrup on her plate and swirled it around her erect nipple. Kayla’s back arched into his hand, seeking his touch.

Not wanting to miss out, Jesse stood and pushed the plates out of the way. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and laid it down for Kayla to lie on. Chris grinned at him, grabbed Kayla by the hips and lifted her onto the edge of the table.

“Lie down,” he demanded.

She lay back on the table. Her body a buffet for the senses. The aromas of French toast melded with the scent of aroused woman. Jesse just wanted to bury himself inside her.
Slow down, man
. He grabbed the bottle of syrup and grinned at the heat reflected on Chris’ face.

He held the bottle high above her body and squeezed, allowing the syrup to run across the curves and valleys of her luscious body. Chris flattened his tongue, lapping up a trail of syrup. Jesse squirted a pattern across her breast, circling her nipple with the liquid.

Everywhere he poured, Chris followed with his tongue, allowing Jesse to orchestrate the entire encounter. Kayla squirmed on the table, eager for the next drizzle. He trailed it across her stomach and onto the top of her inner thigh. Chris raised his head with a grin and pushed her thighs apart. When the cold syrup hit Kayla’s hot core, she moaned in pleasure.

Chris left her upper body and glided his tongue across her inner thigh.

“Chris,” she whispered. “Please.” Her entire body shuddered beneath his lips. He parted her lips with his fingers.

“God, I’m going to enjoy this.”

With one sure stroke, he lapped across her clit and drove his tongue deep inside her. Kayla’s body bowed off the table, a moan ripped through her.

Unable to stay apart any longer, Jesse sucked her nipple inside his mouth and pulled. Kayla’s fingers laced through his hair and gripped tightly, urging him to keep doing what he was doing.

Chris’ hand dipped between her legs, the combination of his fingers and tongue worked Kayla into a frenzy, her body bucking beneath them both. She grabbed Jesse’s head and pulled him up to kiss her. Her tongue darted in his mouth, matching the rhythm of Chris’ tongue inside her, connecting them all. Without breaking the kiss, Jesse pinched both of her nipples between his fingers. Kayla sucked his tongue inside her mouth, her teeth digging in as she came.

“Wow,” Kayla sighed, her breath coming out in ragged pants.

Chris stood up and wiped the syrup from his mouth and then licked his fingers. The movement was so sexy. Jesse could only imagine how good the taste of syrup and Kayla would be.

“Mmm, that was a damn fine breakfast,” Chris said and winked at Kayla. He stuck out a hand to help her sit upright on the table.

Kayla licked her lips, her eyes lingering on Chris then Jesse. “I didn’t get to finish my breakfast.” She pursed her lips in a fake pout.

“I’m sure we can remedy that.” Jesse took her hand to help her off the table and led the way out of the room. He looked back over his shoulder at Chris. “You coming?”

Chapter Three

Kayla heard Chris’ growl in response a moment before she was swept up in his hard, muscular grasp. He nudged Jesse out of the way in his haste to get to the bedroom. Jesse’s laughter followed them down the hallway.

“You could have just said yes,” Jesse called after him.

“Uh,” Chris grunted and winked at Kayla. “You kind of bring out the caveman in me.”

She wrapped her arms tighter around his neck and threaded her fingers through the dark curling hair at the base of his neck. Her stomach flopped at the look of barely banked desire shining from Chris’ face.

She bit her lip between her teeth, her breathing increasing as moisture pooled in her core. She shifted in his big arms and giggled when her skin stuck to the hair on his arm. “Guess that syrup was better in theory. I’m a bit sticky.”

Chris set her down on the bed. His tongue traced a path from her collarbone up to her ear. “I like you sticky,” he whispered.

His hot breath and the promise in his voice made her shiver. Her skin felt as if it were on fire, aching to be touched by these two gorgeous men.

Jesse’s hand slid up her calf and she moaned. Being with them this way made her so sexually charged. She wanted to experience everything she could with them. She slid up the bed and stared into two pairs of hot, yearning eyes. Feeling bold, she ran her hand across her breast, loving the way Chris widened his stance to allow his cock to jut out in front of him. Her hand snaked down her body and dipped between her legs.

“Jesus, Kay, you’re killing me,” Jesse groaned as his hand encircled his cock.