The Glass Knot-mmf (18 page)

The
kiss was really heating up now and I could make out two impressive erections
before me; Nick’s bulging against his jeans and Josh’s, there to see, high and
proud. With gratifying swiftness my decision arrived. I could do this. I wanted
Josh, and I wanted to show Nick that we had nothing to hide. Okay so it would
be distracting to have an audience, but that was how it had to be, and I hoped,
with all my heart, that it would help Nick understand and accept.

I
allowed desire to grip me and it was grateful for the freedom. Like flicking a
switch my clit screamed its ache and my pussy clenched around nothing.

I
wanted to be fucked, now. I needed filling, my clit needed stimulation. If Josh
was otherwise engaged I would have to start on my own. Quickly, I kicked off my
panties, the sheet shifted and revealed my naked body.

Their
kiss broke. Josh looked down at me.

“She’s
traveled a long way to see you,” Nick said, his gaze on Josh and not on me.

Part
of me was relieved his attention was on Josh. I’d never shown my naked body to
a man who wasn’t my lover, or about to be my lover.

When
Josh didn’t move, Nick spoke again, “Give her some attention, I’ll be right
here.”

“Are
you absolutely sure?”

“Yes.”
Nick smiled and nodded. “I am, more than I thought I would be actually. I’m looking
forward to it.”

Josh
tenderly kissed the tip of Nick’s nose. “I love you.”

Nick
smiled, as if they’d said the words so many times it was a given that he loved
him back.

Josh
moved over me. “Sweetie, you look good enough to eat.”

“Just
get inside me.”

“So
demanding, and here’s me all sick and stuff.”

“You’re
not sick.” I grabbed his shoulders and shifted my legs apart so he could settle
between them. “You’re hot and hard and ready for action.”

He
laughed again, but it was strained this time, as though he was hovering on the
brink of control.

“Condom,”
Nick said.

I
shook my head. “No, let’s not.”

“But…”
From over Josh’s shoulder Nick glanced at me.

“We’re
all clean and I have contraception covered.”

Josh
was already getting busy. “Oh, yeah, you’re so wet,” he said, sliding the tip
of his cock into my entrance.

As
always I willed my pussy to relax. His wide glans stretching tight flesh as it
rode in was an enticing mixture of pain and pleasure. “Ah, ah, ah…” I panted,
gripping his shoulders and drawing my knees up high. I needed to make myself as
open as possible.

“Oh,
yeah, take me,” Josh said breathily. “Take all of me.”

I
shut my eyes and relished the sensation of his thick cock riding over my G-spot—the
hard, flared head stimulated it just right, bring it to life. As I let out a
long, juddering breath he reached maximum depth.

“Oh,
yeah,” Josh groaned, locking his arms and staring down at our joined bodies.
“That’s so hot to see you taking all of me.”

“Tell
me about it,” Nick said from behind Josh. He was between our legs, bending over
Josh’s back. I saw his jeans flying off to the side then landing on the floor. “I
had so many images in my head of you two together, but nothing as amazing as
this.” He smoothed his hand over Josh’s shoulder.

Josh
twisted to kiss him, a real wet tongue affair with lots of appreciative moans.

I’ve
died and gone to heaven.

Being
penetrated and watching them kiss at the same time was off-the-scale sexy. I
tweaked my breasts and ground my clit against Josh. “You two are so fucking
sexy when you kiss,” I groaned.

Josh
broke his connection with Nick and stared down at me, as though fascinated by
my statement.

I
thrust my hips up. “So fucking sexy when you kiss,” I repeated breathlessly.

He
dropped over me, and chased for my tongue with his. He tasted a little different
now, of Nick, a new enticing flavor lacing his.

He
began to rock, pulling in and out just a little, rubbing my G-spot and grinding
against my clit. Pressure grew; a lovely warm build-up of sensation that would soon
have to be released.

Suddenly
Josh ceased all movement. He twisted to look at Nick.

“Just
relax,” Nick murmured.

“Oh,
God,” Josh groaned, his eyes glazing and his jaw hanging slack. “Really, now?”

“What?”
I panted, also stilling.

“Yes,”
Nick said in a darkly low voice.

“Oh,
oh…” Josh groaned. Beneath my palms his arms tensed to rock, but there was a slight
tremble in them.

I
shifted to peer over Josh’s shoulder. Nick had his head bent, his fingers busy.
I didn’t have to see to know he was fingering Josh’s anus.

Nick
lifted his head and looked at me. His eyes were on fire with desire, his face
alive with want. In that moment he was more handsome than I’d ever seen him.
More real and more open than he’d ever allowed himself to be in front of me. “Laura,”
he said, near desperation on his face. “I want…”

“Yes,”
I said, “Yes, do it.” What could be hotter than both of us fucking Josh? What
would make him come harder than that? We both loved him, we both wanted him. We
could both have him. At the same time.

“Josh,”
I said, capturing his cheeks in my hands. “Look at me.”

Josh
blinked open his eyes and stared into mine. I could only imagine the sensations
he was experiencing as Nick lubed him up. But it appeared it was right up there
next to bliss; his chin shook, his breaths were short, sharp and shallow,
focusing was obviously a struggle.

“Josh,
do you want me to fuck you too?” Nick asked.

“Yes,
oh, yes,” he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Are
you sure?” There was a tense, teasing note to Nick’s voice.

“Oh,
God yes, please. Nick.”

A
tube of lube was tossed to the side.

“Just
relax and let me in then.”

Excitement
coursed through me. I slid my hands down Josh’s body, over his angled waist,
hard hips and onto his buttocks. Clasping a mound of butt flesh in each palm, I
separated his cheeks for Nick.

“Oh,
yeah, Laura, good girl,” Nick said. “That’s it, perfect. I can see how much he
wants me.”

Suddenly
I was jostled upward, toward the headboard. Every tendon and fiber in Josh
tensed, and a soul-wrenching moan tore from his chest. It vibrated through the
taut muscles of his body straight into mine.

“Yes,
yes, yes,” Nick hissed.

I
kept a hold of Josh’s butt until Nick’s hips hit my knuckles.

“Ah,
ah, it’s so much,” Josh panted.

Nick
dropped over us, his arms braced on the bed. “You’ve got all of me,” he gasped,
“And Laura’s got all of you. We’re gonna fuck you now and make you come so
hard. You’ll love it. We’ll make you feel so much better.”

Josh
groaned and pressed his face into my neck.

I
studied Nick’s eyes; they were awash with emotion—lust, possession, need.
It was an open window into his soul. A vulnerable, beautiful, bursting with
love soul that spoke to mine.

He
caught me staring.

“You
all right?” he asked.

I
nodded.

“Good.”
He reared up. “In that case, hang on for the ride.”

Josh’s
puffing breaths were hot and heavy as Nick started to rock us all together.
Carnal sounds rose up from his throat and were lost
in my neck and the pillow. I was trembling beneath him, my clit instantly
brought to a scorching, demanding ache once more. Only this was something else.
Not just the additional pressure of Nick’s big body, but also knowing what was
happening to Josh—the combination of us both loving him. The knowledge
that Nick’s cock was buried deep in Josh’s ass and I was part of the action.

On
and on Nick shoved into Josh, which in turn shoved him into me. My pussy clenched,
my clit bobbed. A hard fast orgasm raced toward me. I called out, scrabbled for
purchase. I was spinning out of control. My hand caught Nick’s wrist as he
gripped Josh’s hip. I held him tight, needing an anchor and it was him in
charge of pace.

“Oh,
God, I’m coming, Nick, don’t stop,” I shouted. “Ah, ah, oh, that’s it.” I
allowed my cunt to squeeze and throb around Josh’s cock.

“Oh,
fuck,” Josh wailed, lifting his head. “I can’t hold off, any…longer…”

He
released the delicious guttural groan he always did as he came, and I spiraled
into another blissful wave of ecstasy. Feeling him come inside me, spurting his
pleasure right into my core was amazing, so unhindered, so honest.

“Ah,
yeah, fucking fantastic,” Nick shouted, upping the pace. “Yeah, fucking hell,
yeah…”

His
echoing cry of joy filled the room and hearing his elation, after seeing him go
through so much torment, was a precious thing.

“Oh,
my God,” Josh gasped, as Nick slowed and finally stopped his frantic ramming.
“That was…”

“Intense,”
I finished for him.

“Yeah.”
He looked bleary eyed, like he was high on something. “Yeah, really fucking
intense.”

I
sensed Nick shifting.

Josh
gave a low groan and gritted his teeth. He then let out a long sigh.

“Phew,”
Nick said, flopping onto the bed next to me.

Josh
withdrew from my pussy and dropped to my opposite side, his head dipping deep
into the pillow.

“I
didn’t plan that, you know,” Nick said breathlessly.

I
turned to face him, wondering if my heart rate would ever return to normal.

“It
just kind of felt right to join in.”

“It
felt more than right. It felt amazing from where I was,” I said with a smile, eager
to let him know that everything was fine by me.

“I
thought my dick was going to keep exploding forever,” Josh said, cupping my
breast and gently squeezing my nipple between his thumb and index finger.
“Thank you, both of you.”

I
ran my hand over his wrist and up to his biceps. He was hot and damp, and I
adored the fact that his sated body was pressed up close and he still wanted to
caress me.

My
smile dropped as I turned back to Nick. The expression on his face was
unreadable as he watched Josh play with my breast. His hair-covered chest rose
and fell rapidly, and his eyes, with those damn sexy, droopy lids, were
unblinking. He darted the tip of his tongue out and swept it over his bottom
lip.

“Nick,”
I whispered.

“I
was married before I met Josh,” he said quietly. “To a woman.”

I
was silent.

“She
was called Cheryl.”

Very
slowly he reached out and traced the back of his index finger over my other erect
nipple.

I
caught my breath, his feather-light touch an electric shock to my already
supercharged nerve endings.

“She
didn’t smell of flowers the way you do.”

“I
didn’t know,” I said, forcing myself to stay still and not writhe beneath the
two men’s attentions. “That you were married, that is.”

He
was silent. Josh continued to lightly tweak my other nipple as his breaths
steadied.

“She
didn’t understand.” Nick opened his hand, stretched it over my breast and pressed
his palm down, flattening my soft orb of flesh gently into my chest.

I
stared at his face. He was watching his own massaging movements as though
highly suspicious of them, but at the same time, mesmerized.

“Nick,”
I whispered, anxious not to break the spell or derail the train of thought
running through his mind.

“You
understand, don’t you?” he said, his gaze capturing mine, his eyes like deep
vats of melting chocolate.

I
nodded. “Yes, yes, I think so.”

“Good.”
He released me, stood abruptly from the bed and strode, naked, out of the room.
I heard the bathroom door shut and lock.

Josh
gathered me in his arms. “You okay, sweetie?”

“Is
he?”

“He
certainly sounded like he was having a good time.” He paused. “You didn’t
answer my question.”

“Which
was?”

“Are
you
okay?”

I
snuggled in closer, twining my legs with his and tucking my head beneath his
chin. “I am now I’m here at Barn View, with you and Nick.”

I
didn’t sleep in the guest room that night. Instead, after a dinner of salmon kebabs
that Nick cooked outside on the barbeque, I curled up in their big bed. Josh
slept in the middle of Nick and I, and the next morning, as he untangled his
limbs from us both, he claimed to have never slept so well.

He
had a medical and a meeting with his chief at the station after lunch. I
offered to go with him, but he shook his head.