Stockholm Surrender (16 page)

“Penny, you’re worrying me.” Ty’s face tensed.

“No, don’t be worried. I was just thinking about James.”

“You were?”

“Yes, I just feel bad for him, sitting on his own down there.”

“He can handle it, he’s a big boy.”

“I know, I’m sure he can, it’s just…”

“Just what?”

“I wondered if maybe I could, we could do something…” My words trailed off. What the hell was I suggesting? Was I trying to ruin everything?

He was silent for a moment then, “Are you proposing what I think you are?”

I studied his eyes, fearful I would see anger or disgust. He would surely be shocked if he could see what was going through my mind. But I saw only surprise. Surprise mixed with warmth and curiosity.

Shrugging, trying to make light, I said, “It’s no big deal, it’s you I want, Ty, it’s only you.”

He reached for my hands and pulled me standing. “So say it.”

“Say what?”

“Say how you feel about me.” He ran his fingers down my cheek and cupped my chin, tilted my head to face his. His warm breaths breezed onto my face. “Say back to me what I said to you in Thailand, if it’s true, of course.”

My heart tripped over itself. I’d waited for this moment for so long. Dreamed of saying the words and kicked myself a hundred times for not uttering them when I’d had the chance. “Ty,” I said, resting my hands on his chest and feeling the heat from his skin radiate onto my palms. “I love you.”

His whole face softened. “I love you too.” He leaned forward and touched his lips to mine.

I molded myself to him, let my body press against his until it was the sole thing supporting me.

Eventually, he pulled back and looked me in the eye. “James is a special person in my life, and so are you,” he said, “but I’m a pretty jealous kind of guy when it comes to what’s mine, and you, Penny, are definitely mine.”

That kind of claim, a statement of ownership from anyone else’s lips would have had me running for the hills. But coming from Ty’s beautiful mouth, they were words that made my heart sing.

“However,” he said. “Since I’m feeling in a generous, celebratory mood and it would actually be pretty hot to see you with both of us, I think it’s a great idea.” He grinned suddenly.

I could hardly believe my ears. “You do?”

“Yeah.” He lowered his voice to a husky rumble. “Just this once, though, for one night only.”

I swallowed tightly. Without meaning to, I’d suggested and gotten Ty to agree to a threesome. My biggest fantasy and something I could only imagine doing with Ty and James. I trusted their ability to stay within my comfort zone as well as give me pleasure, not to mention they were both damn gorgeous and getting my hands on the pair of them at the same time was going to be one hell of a treat. “Are you sure?” I asked.

“If you are.”

I nodded. “Yes, I think so.”

He gave me a gentle smile and touched my cheek with the tip of his finger. “Then go tell him the good news, baby. Just remember, it’s been a long time for him. You’re gonna have to be gentle.”

I left the bedroom and went downstairs. Three floorboards creaked underfoot as the sound of laughter on the TV filtered toward me. I was buzzing with excitement, my body on full alert. I could hardly believe I was going to have two men all to myself. Like Ty said, just this once. It was an exceptional set of circumstances, after all.

Standing on the thin carpet of the hallway, I peeked into the living room. I could see the back of James’ head over the top of the sofa. Still, alone, watching chattering nonsense on TV. I made a sudden decision, stooped, whisked off my jeans and pulled my sweater over my head. I toed off my socks and stood in just a lacy white bra and knicker set. I ran my hands over my hair and licked my lips, took a deep breath.

“James,” I said, stepping into the living room.

He turned and his expression switched from one of relaxed boredom to wide-eyed surprise. “Penny,” he said, standing and coming quickly around the side of the sofa. “What the fuck are you doing?”

I placed one hand on my jutted hip and tipped my head. “I’ve come to get you.”

He raked his gaze down my body, frowned and rubbed his index finger over his lips. “You are? You have?”

“Yes.” I stepped a little closer, beating down a wave of nerves.

What if he doesn’t want me?

I sucked in a deep breath. I’d come too far to turn back now without making the offer. Plus, I’d regret it forever if I didn’t. “Ty and I wondered if you would like to join us?”

“But…?”

I smiled, almost shyly. “Ty said he’ll share for one night only, so if you fancy getting back in the swing of things when it comes to bedroom action, why don’t you come upstairs with me? Now.”

He swallowed tightly. “Well, er…okay.”

Thank goodness for that.

I reached behind myself with both hands, pinched up the clasp on my bra and undid it. Letting the cups fall from my breasts and the straps slip down my arms, I watched with satisfaction as James’ pupils dilated and his breaths deepened. He gazed at my bare flesh as though he’d never seen a woman’s chest before and my nipples tightened and twisted with excitement.

Mmm, he is going to be so much fun.

After a moment of letting him just look at me, I tossed the bra onto the sofa. “It’s been months for you?”

“Over a year actually, but sex was the last thing I thought about in there. Survival took all my energy.”

“Well, you’re out now, and this is your coming home present.” I reached for his hand and turned it over within my palm. I stepped closer and placed his fingers over my right breast. “Do you want to be reminded what it’s like to touch a woman’s body, James?”

He nodded and gave my jutting flesh a gentle squeeze.

I resisted the urge to push into his hesitant, delicate touch, but I could do nothing about the wanton, seductive words that sprang to my mind. “Do you want to remember what it is like to make love to a woman, bury yourself deep, feel her climax around your cock and then release your load inside a hot, wet, pussy?”

“Oh god, yes. Penny, yes.” His voice was desperate. “But this shit doesn’t happen. He’s my best friend. You’re his girl… I—”

“It’s okay, I want to, so does Ty. You deserve this, James, after everything you’ve been through.”

“But—”

“Shh, come on, let’s go upstairs.” Still holding his hand, I turned and led the way, aware of his eyes on my shifting butt as I took each step.

When I reached the bedroom, Ty was already under the covers. He’d locked his hands behind his head and studied me with narrowed eyes as I led James into the room.

“You lost your clothes and found a man,” he said.

“I did indeed, and I hope you lost the rest of your clothes.”

“Do you even need to ask?” He settled his gaze on James. “Just so we’re straight here, she’s mine, but I’m willing to share, just for tonight.” His face softened. “I have the feeling it will be fun for us all.”

“Thanks, mate,” James said a little hesitantly. “I appreciate it, the same way I do everything you’ve done.”

Ty shrugged as if they’d had the conversation a million times already. “I know you’d do the same for me.”

James nodded and turned his attention back to my breasts.

I felt a little unsure again. How was this going to play out? Were they going to work as a team on me or was I expected to take a leading role? I knew Ty’s body inside out, but did I really know
him
deep down? What if this changed things between us?

I looked at Ty for reassurance.

“It’s okay,” he said with a gentle smile. “We all know where we stand.”

I took a deep breath. He was right. We were together, in love, James was joining us in bed, but that was about physical satisfaction, not about my and Ty’s relationship.

But surely it will have some impact.

Again I hesitated. My breaths were coming fast, my heart knocking. Having two men to deal with had suddenly sapped my confidence.

“It’s all good, Penny, just seduce him,” Ty said in a low, sultry voice. “My god, the man needs it.”

His gentle tone calmed my nerves. Excitement grew in my belly and my skin shivered with anticipation.

I was being given James to play with.

Reaching forward, I tugged at James’ sweater, pulled it up and over his head. His chest was sprinkled with dark coils of hair and although he was still very lean, his pectoral muscles were well defined and his shoulders broad. I pressed into him, kept my lips a hairsbreadth from his and allowed my nipples to graze his skin. “Are you hard for me, James?”

“Yes,” he breathed. “Very.”

I smiled, a slow, sultry smile that held a hundred promises. “Good, because I want to show you just what you’ve been missing.” Very gently I touched my lips to his, the merest of brushes, only a hint of intimacy.

He sucked in a breath and I slid my body around his, tracing my fingers over his skin in little spiral and oval shapes, sweeping over his chest, the balls of his shoulders and down his back. Finally my lips settled on the base of his nape and I looked down at the deep gutter of his spine and the slight rise of his butt cheeks through his jeans. “You’re still strong,” I whispered. “Still a hot-blooded man, with carnal needs.”

I glanced at Ty. He’d delved his hands beneath the covers and the sliding movements of the material told me he was lazily jacking his cock as he watched us.

“Yes,” James said. “Please…”

“Please what?”

“I want you. I want you to remind me of exactly how those needs are satisfied.”

Chapter Thirteen

I splayed my fingers and smoothed them around James’ slim waist, tickled through the fuzz of black hair below his navel and undid his jeans. His body tensed as I popped each button and when they were finally undone, I shoved them down his legs with a swift movement, being sure to let my breasts mold against his back.

He stepped out of them and I moved around in front of him again, sat myself on the bed.

“Your cock has been lonely,” I said, getting thoroughly into my role as seducer. “Lonely for the touch of a woman.”

He nodded down at me. His eyes were full of pain, passion and a desperation I couldn’t begin to understand. It was so deep, so vast, so in need of satisfying.

I ran my fingers to the waistband of his black boxer briefs and tugged them. His cock sprang free, long and narrow, the circumcised head a deep mauve and the veins bulging with blood.

“Oh god,” James said, clenching his fists at his side.

“Shh, it’s okay,” I murmured.

“I don’t know, I…”

I glanced at Ty. He gave me a quick, encouraging nod.

“James,” I said, “Relax, it’s okay.”

He parted his lips and dragged in a mouthful of air.

“Shh,” I said again. “It’s only going to feel good.”

“That’s what I’m worried about. Jesus, Penny, why did you have to have such a beautiful mouth?”

“So it would feel nice when I did this.” Leaning forward, I swiped my tongue over the deep slit in the head of his glans, then tongued around his thick groove, flicking over his sensitive frenulum. He tasted different to Ty, still manly, still delicious, but just, different.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.

“Mate, chill, she knows what she’s doing,” Ty said.

“That’s what I’m afraid of.”

I parted my lips, stretched them into a wide “O” and sank down his shaft.

“Shit, no, I can’t do this.” James clasped my head between his hands and yanked me off him.

My heart beat wildly, my head spun, but I willed myself calm. “What?”

“No,” he said. “That would be lovely later, but right now I can’t cope. I’m so turned-on I could come just with one suck on my cock, one flick of your tongue.”

“That’s okay,” I said with a smile. “Go with it.”

He shook his head and his jawline hardened. “No, you promised a hot, wet pussy. That’s what I want.”

Ty laughed, a deep rumble of a sound. “Don’t hold back, mate.”

I stared at James’ cock, feeling like a child denied a suck on a delicious lollipop.

He released my head and stepped out of my reach. He was breathing hard and his cock bobbed forward.

“Okay,” I said, suppressing the disappointment in my tone. “Lie on the bed, get a condom on.”

He stepped out of his jeans and socks. Lay down and fumbled to get a condom from the wrapper. He looked pale and lean next to Ty. His craggy brows hung low in concentration and his chest rose and fell rapidly. Ty, on the other hand, was all golden skin and vitality. He’d thrown off the covers and was stroking his cock in slow, languid movements. He was so gorgeous and my pussy moistened at the thought of claiming his cock as my own. We would be together now, properly, that’s what he’d said.

He caught me staring at him and grinned. “I think he’s ready for you, baby.”

James stretched his arms out to me, his flushed face holding a deadly serious expression.

I smiled, rolled down my knickers and tossed them into the corner of the room. Crawling onto the bed, I positioned myself over James on my hands and knees, dropped my face to within a few inches of his.

“Do you want to feel how wet I am for you and Ty?” I asked, surprising myself at how husky my voice sounded.

He swallowed and nodded.

“So touch me,” I whispered. “Touch me all over, touch me where you want to put your cock.”

He slid his hands up my back and ’round to my breasts. Tugged and tweaked my nipples with a little more confidence than before. I released a sigh of approval.

“You feel like silk,” he murmured. “Your skin is so soft.”

“She’s beautiful,” Ty said.

I became aware of Ty’s hands on me too. Stroking up my back, tickling around the top of my arms. I dipped my head and kissed James, probed my tongue into his mouth. He responded with uncertainty and I upped the passion, showed him that I wanted his kisses.

After a few minutes of soothing his hesitation, I stared down into his eyes. “Touch my pussy,” I murmured. “Remind yourself of what it’s like to be with a woman.”

As his attention left my breasts and trailed over my stomach, my clit trembled with anticipation. I was so turned-on, so desperate for male touch and stimulation. Ty was spreading kisses over my shoulder blades, his warm breaths gentle on my flesh.

I continued to study James’ eyes as he slipped his fingers through my slick folds. The dark depths of his pupils became swirling vats of lust, then glazed over as he found and dipped into my entrance.

“Oh god, you’re so wet and warm, you feel so damn sexy,” he said, awe in his voice.

“Mmm, you’re sexy,” I whispered, letting the stubble on his chin scratch my cheek as I spoke against his jaw. “Push into me, feel how tight I am, feel how much I’m going to squeeze your cock when you shove into me.”

He groaned and buried his fingers deeper into my channel, stroked right over my G-spot.

“Oh yes, yes,” I hissed, sinking down for more impalement. “That’s it, James, right there.”

“Ah fuck, Penny, you’re incredible. Jesus, Winters, she’s so small.”

“Small but perfect,” Ty murmured in my ear. “Absolutely perfect.”

I twisted to look at Ty and my lips were immediately caught in his hungry kiss. James set up a rhythm in my pussy, gliding in and out as Ty’s tongue delved into my mouth. I groaned—a soft, contented noise that stemmed from being surrounded by hot male muscle and eager cock.

“Oh god, I’ve got to get inside you,” James gasped.

I broke my kiss with Ty and looked down at James. His cheeks were red and there were several spots of perspiration on his forehead.

It was time.

I sat upright so I was kneeling over him with his cock pointing toward my spread pussy.

“Please, take it slow,” he said, resting his hands on my thighs. “Real slow, okay?”

“Of course.” Wriggling my hips, I caught the smooth, hard head of his cock within my folds and sank a fraction to ensure I had him just where I wanted.

Perfect, a controlled, steady drop and I would take his long cock right into my body.

I looked at Ty, who was at my side, reached for his shoulders and pulled him to me.

“You okay, baby?” he asked.

“Yes, oh, yes, but hold me, please hold me up.” I gripped him and felt his arms wrap around me. My limbs were trembling with sexual excitement at what we were doing, at what James was enjoying after such a long abstinence. I felt honored to be the one giving his body pleasure after all he’d been through.

I dropped down a little, feeling James tense beneath me as the first inch of his cock was swallowed by my pussy.

“That’s it,” Ty murmured, “nice and slow.”

A shiver of desire snaked up my spine. The urge to just sit all the way down, impale myself on James fast and hard was almost irresistible, but Ty had me, he was holding me tight, allowing my body to sink just the tiniest amount.

“Ty,” I gasped, absorbing the stretch. “Ty, I…”

“What, baby?”

“I…” I curled my fingers into the firm flesh of his shoulders. “Oh god, I love you so much, I love you.”

“Baby, I love you too.” He kissed me softly and allowed me to sink onto James a bit more.

I gasped into Ty’s mouth as James’ rounded glans smoothed over my already stimulated G-spot. He was so steely hard, so rigid against the soft walls of my pussy, it felt divine.

“Oh fuck, Penny,” James gasped, gripping my thighs. “You feel amazing.”

As I sank lower, wiry pubic hair and hard pubic bone finally connected with my clit. I stilled, loving the feeling of being so full. Ty continued to kiss me, his hands sweeping up my breasts, softly pinching my nipples and tugging them to points.

“Does he feel good inside you?” Ty asked, his lips creating a hot trail over my cheek.

“Yes, oh yes, Ty, I want to come.”

“You will, baby, soon, but right now you’ve just got to lean forward and let me inside you too.”

Through my lusty haze my mind reeled. “What?”

“Lean forward.” Ty released me and, by applying a gentle pressure between my shoulder blades, tipped me over James.

My stimulated breasts were pressed flat on James’ chest and my lips hovered above his. I braced my hands on the pillow on either side of his head and looked down at him.

“Ah Penny,” James gasped, the change in position obviously giving him new sensations.

I was just about to question Ty further when I became aware of him shuffling behind me, settling between James’ legs and pressing light kisses to the small of my back. “Shh, keep still a minute or two,” he said. “While I get you ready for me.”

Suddenly I realized exactly what he had in mind.

Damn, he is so bad.

I loved it.

He explored down the cleft of my ass cheeks, tickling over my anus and applying a gentle pressure to my perineum. “Fuck, you look so hot with a cock in your pussy,” he murmured, stroking the taut skin of my entrance. “So full and stretched.”

“Ty,” I said on a hot, panting breath.

“You have such a pretty pussy, and such a sweet ass.”

As he spoke he applied pressure to the very center of my anus. I groaned and willed myself not to writhe back for entry. The way James was breathing in short, sharp breaths told me it wouldn’t take much to tip him over the edge, and it wasn’t time, not yet. Not if Ty was going to do what he planned.

“Here you go,” Ty said, slipping a moist finger into me.

“Oh god,” I gasped, the shocking sensation and the nip of pain utterly thrilling.

“What’s he doing?” James asked, threading his hands into my hair and staring up at me.

“He’s, he’s going to fuck my ass,” I whispered.

“Oh Jesus, Winters,” James groaned. “I’m trying to last more than a minute here, you know.”

“It’s all good,” Ty said in a sexy but firm voice. “You two just keep still. I’ll do all the work.”

I bit down on my lip as another lubed finger slid into me and began to soothe my tight ring, forcing it into relaxation. The stretch was as carnal as it was erotic and I welcomed each stinging sensation he created.

“Please, Ty, get inside me,” I groaned. “I need you in me. I need you both in me.” My throbbing clit was crushed against James, my pussy full and my ass screaming for Ty’s thick cock.

“Okay, take a deep breath.” The wide, domed head of his glans pushed at my darkest hole.

A wave of panic fluttered through me. Could I take him while James was in me? I already felt so taut and packed tight. I enjoyed a little sexy pain but I didn’t want real, hurting-in-a-bad-way pain.

Ty must have sensed my sudden fear. “Baby, relax, just take a deep breath, bear down a little.”

James lifted his head and kissed me.

I did what Ty had asked and felt his cock breach my constricted sphincter. He didn’t pause once the head was in, not like he had the last time he’d taken me up the ass. Instead he just went on a smooth ride until his groin hit my butt cheeks and his shaft was completely submerged.

I cried out, my wail of pleasure and shock spilling into James’ mouth. The sensation was so depraved, so downright sinful but it was also so damn horny. I was chock-full of gorgeous cock, skewered, possessed. My cry turned into a rumbling groan of ecstasy as I let the white-hot fingers of delight pierce every nerve I possessed.

“Oh baby, yes, yes, yes,” Ty hissed.

James turned his face to the side, squeezed his eyes closed and bared his teeth. “Oh fuck, Winters, I can feel your damn cock through her pussy wall.”

Ty grunted something incoherent as he withdrew almost out then slid back in.

I fisted the pillow and rejoiced in the stimulation his movement gave my clit. It rubbed my body against James and created the first spark of an orgasm that was waiting deep in my pelvis. A delicious, rich, penetrating orgasm that would stem from both my orifices and my clit, it would be twice, three times as mind-blowing as any other type.

“Yes, Ty, yes, fuck me, fuck my ass,” I groaned, burying my head in James’ neck and breathing in the hot, sweat-laced scent of his peppery aftershave. The fantasy had been good, the reality was exquisite.

James locked his hands around my upper arms, intensifying the rocking movement of my body on his.

But it was Ty in control. Fucking me, fucking me against James, harder, faster, growing more desperate by the second.

James groaned and grunted, his cock so stiff inside me. He was close, so was I.