Theirs to Hold (Hazard County Threesomes) (2 page)

She smiled, thankful he was happy to see her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, the smell of his cologne driving her mad with lust. She took a deep breath and then kissed his cheek. Kirby shocked her by putting his lips to hers. The kiss was emotion-filled yet chaste. Somehow it turned her on more.

He kept his lips close to hers and she knew he couldn’t be comfortable bending the way he was to maintain eye contact. “Hey, you.”

She winked.

He kissed her again, surprising her. “Kirby?”

He ran his hands down her arms and then put them on her waist, standing to his full height. “You’re home for good?”

She shook her head. “I took a couple of weeks off work. I wanted to surprise you. I hope this is okay.”

He shocked her more by lifting her in the air. “This is perfect! And you arrived on a great day. There is a get-together tonight. It will be a great time to catch up with some people from school.”

She laughed. “I doubt any of them will remember me.”

He raked his gaze over her slowly, a tiny smile lifting the edges of his mouth. “Oh, there is one guy I’m sure remembers you.”

She nudged him. “You don’t count.”

He wagged his brows. “That’s why I wasn’t counting me.”

She looped her arm through his. “Do tell.”

He strolled along Main Street, keeping her close, grinning, refusing to spill what he was talking about. A large, white SUV pulled to a stop near them. She was surprised to see Brad Lofton exit the vehicle. He smiled wide when he spotted Kirby. “Hey, I’m having a cookout and bonfire tonight at my place. You and your woman want to come?”

She nearly piped in to say she wasn’t Kirby’s woman, but Kirby squeezed her arm gently and spoke first. “My lovely lady and I would love to stop by. I think loosening up to a good old-fashioned get-together is just what she needs.”

Brad tipped his cowboy hat and headed into the hardware store. She looked Kirby up and down. “He has no clue who I am or that he and I went to school together all our lives.”

“That is Brad. He also was surprised when we told him Boy George was indeed a boy.”

Laughing, she walked arm in arm with Kirby, letting him lead. He took her bag of cookies, opened it and sniffed. “Ah, peanut butter cookies. Your favorite. I should have known you’d visit the bakery before you visited me.”

“Hey, I love to eat. Feed me and I just might be yours for life.”

He laughed. “I’ll remember that.”

She nudged him. “But, I love you too.”

He stared down at her for what felt like forever. “I love you too, Dedra.”

He pulled away and withdrew his cell. As he texted, she tried to peek.

“What are you doing?”

He grinned. “Making sure someone that I know remembers you shows at Brad’s get-together.”

She lifted a brow. “You told me once that Brad’s parties end up orgies.”

He laughed. “I did say that, didn’t I? Does that mean you’re chickening out and don’t want to go?”

“Oh hell no!”

She wasn’t missing one of Brad’s famed parties for anything. “I need to get cleaned up. My rental car is back that way. I need to stop past the B&B.”

Kirby shook his head. “Not happening. You’re staying with me.”

Chapter Three

Kirby waited as Dedra seemed to take forever getting ready. He’d been pleased she’d permitted him to talk her into staying with him rather than the local bed and breakfast. She no longer had anything in the way of family in town since her aunt’s passing, and a piece of him often worried if she’d decided her roots weren’t strong enough in Hazard County to bother returning.

He watched the master bathroom doorway, imagining what she might be doing behind it. He had a total of seven bedrooms and nine bathrooms in the home, yet he insisted she use his private one. Closing his eyes, Kirby thought about what Dedra looked like naked under a stream of hot water, rinsing the lather from her toned, petite body.

His cock ached, making his pants feel tight. Too tight for comfort.

His cell buzzed and he withdrew it from his pocket, his gaze still on the door. He already knew who was calling—Mario.

“She’s here at my place,” Kirby said.

“She still on for Brad’s get-together?” questioned Mario, worry in his voice.

Kirby nodded as he replied, “She is. She’s in my shower as we speak.”

“You lucky fucking dog,” Maria teased.

Kirby laughed. “My cock is so hard it’s about to burst out of my pants.”

“I could handle that for you,” offered Mario.

Waggling his brows, Kirby leaned back on the bed, the shower still running, his cell still to his ear. “Oh yeah? How exactly would you handle it for me?”

“Guess.”

Kirby’s body heated more with desire. He’d gone too long between releases and couldn’t take it anymore. He’d just been too busy with work to bother heading out to find a piece of ass, and he and Mario hadn’t met up in nearly two weeks.

Too much time to be without one another.

A sly grin slipped over Kirby’s face as he undid his belt and then his pants. He put his free hand down the front of his pants and freed his cock, listening to assure the shower was indeed still running. He stroked his cock and closed his eyes. “You’d order me onto my knees to suck you first. It’s how you are.”

Mario laughed. “Hey, you’ve never complained about my dominance before.”

“And I’m not now,” Kirby said.

“After you sucked me I’d slink down you and tease your balls first. I know you like that.”

And Kirby did like it. He pictured Mario there, doing just that. But in his fantasy he added Dedra because she was so close and so very naked in his bathroom. “Mm, in this version, let’s add Dedra.”

“All right,” answered Mario. “I’d make her lick your balls.”

“You’d order her to do that to me?”

“Hell yeah, and she’d obey.”

She would. Kirby didn’t doubt that for a minute. Mario was that dominant and had that much of a way about him. “Then what would you have her do to me? After you make her lick my balls?” He stroked his hard shaft, wanting release to come sooner rather than later.

“I’d have her put that pretty mouth of hers around the tip of your dick and then I’d have her deep-throat you.”

“Fuck yeah,” Kirby said, picturing it in his mind clearly.

“And while she’s doing that to you, I’d caress her back while I stroke my cock, memorizing every curve on her.”

“Yeah,” Kirby panted, pumping his cock, imagining the entire scene. His eyes were closed tight and his hand was wrapped firmly around the base of his dick when something hot, warm and wet eased over the head of his shaft.

Gasping, Kirby opened his eyes to find Dedra there, dripping wet, a towel barely around her, her mouth over his cock, her green gaze looking up the length of him. He gripped the cell phone tighter, his jaw going slack and a small, strangled cry coming from the back of his throat.

“Kirby?” Mario asked.

Kirby held the phone and was about to hit the end button, but Dedra pulled her mouth off his cock, looking so wanton and wicked that he wasn’t sure he was staring at his best friend.
 

“No,” Dedra said. “Don’t hang up.”

“Fuck,” Mario said. “Is that her?”

“Yes,” Kirby managed. “She’s…”

Dedra flashed a sexy smile. “She’s doing what you were talking about. She’s sucking me off.”

“Sweet Lord,” Mario stated loudly.

Kirby hit the speaker phone button and laid the phone on the bed. He stared down at his longtime friend, amazed she was doing what she was doing. “Dedra?”

She put her lips back over his cock and began to suck him, her long, wet hair falling onto his stomach. He moaned and arched up, pushing deeper into her mouth. “Yeah. Just like that.”

“That’s right,” Mario said boldly. “You suck him good and hard.”

Dedra did and Kirby nearly came then and there. His body tensed and he grabbed the cover on his bed, holding it tight, doing his best to focus on not coming. He wanted to last, but Dedra’s mouth felt too fucking good.

*

Dedra licked the length of Kirby’s cock and her eyelids fluttered at the salty taste of him. She’d overheard him on the phone with whoever was there. Heard him talking about her sucking his cock and being ordered around by another. She assumed it was a man, knowing Kirby’s preferences, and the idea had made her so hot and horny that she’d acted without really thinking. She’d walked right out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel, and she’d shocked herself by going down on Kirby while he jacked off.

She felt free. Like this was how it was supposed to be between them.

She sucked harder on him, more turned on than she’d ever been in her life.

“I can’t hear you sucking him,” the deep male voice from the phone said. “Make him moan.”

She increased her pace and added her hands. Kirby made pained noises, even though she knew he was in anything but. He pumped upwards into her mouth and she took his cock deep into her throat.

Kirby’s hands made their way into her hair, guiding her head. She moved with him, doing what he seemed to like. He cried out and his ball sac tightened a second before his seed erupted into her mouth. She swallowed him down, still sucking, still moving her head up and down.

He shook and the noises he made caused her to smile.

“Sounds like you’re good at that,” the voice on the phone said.

“She is,” Kirby responded, his voice shaky.

“Tonight I’ll test her.”

Dedra’s pussy moistened at the idea.

“She’s turned on, isn’t she?” the man asked.

Kirby caressed her cheek lovingly. “Yes. She looks hot as hell.”

“Is she wet?”

Kirby arched a brow in question and then surprised her by sitting up and reaching between her legs. She opened for him and he thrust his finger into her heated core. His lips danced close to hers. “Hot, tight and wet as can be.”

“Finger her,” the man ordered. “Let me hear her moan.”

Kirby’s lips met hers and his tongue darted into her mouth as his finger moved in and out of her. He added another finger and her knees nearly went out from under her. He chuckled into her mouth and eased her onto the bed next to him, his gaze questioning as if he was seeking her approval.

“Yes,” she whispered.

He fingered her harder and faster, his thumb tweaking her clit just right, making her cry out in pleasure. He pushed the towel away from her, revealing her naked, wet body to him. She gasped and he smiled down at her. “You should see her,” he said towards the phone. “She’s better than we imagined.”

“I’ll know…soon enough,” the man said, sounding winded as if he might be masturbating along with the sound of her and Kirby.

Kirby’s mouth crashed onto hers and she had a half a second to register what was about to happen when she felt his hard cock probing at her wet entrance. “I want in you.”

“You want fucked, don’t you, Dedra?” the man asked of her.

“Yes.”

“And you want Kirby to be the one fucking you, don’t you?” he demanded.

She panted as she nodded. “Y-yes.”

“Do it,” he said as Kirby drove home.

She cried out as her body tried to adjust to his size. He pumped in and out of her several times as her body eased its death grip on his cock, allowing for more pleasure to build. She’d dreamed of this moment. Dreamed of when Kirby would take her and claim her, his shaft buried in her. Reality was so much better than the fantasy.

He drove deeper into her, bringing moans of passion from her. She held onto his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his waist. She pushed at his shirt, wanting to feel him skin to skin. It took some work, but she managed to get his shirt up and over his head before tossing it aside. He still had on his pants and shoes but she didn’t care. She had Kirby inside her.

Where he belonged.

Her nipples scraped his chest and she countered his thrusts, moving her hips, doing her best to add to the overwhelming mounting satisfaction. His pace increased and she cried out, her legs gripping him nearly as tightly as her pussy was.

“That’s it,” the man on the phone said. “Fuck her harder. Make her come.”

Pleasure danced so close to completion that Dedra nearly wept in frustration. She went for Kirby’s mouth and kissed him as he fucked her. He slowed his rhythm and she nearly slapped his upper chest to get him to increase the speed, but her body picked then to respond.

“Come,” the man on the phone directed.

She obeyed.

Her toes began to tingle first and then the feeling moved up her legs, settling between her inner thighs, bringing with it an orgasm like she’d never experienced before in her life. Her pussy clung to Kirby’s cock. He tossed his head back and slammed into her, releasing his seed. His lips returned to hers and he kissed her with so much passion that she knew he didn’t regret what they’d just done.

Deep down, her soul smiled.

*

Mario clung to the phone, seed spilling over his cock and his hand as he took in large breaths. Dammit. Hearing Kirby fuck Dedra had made him so hot and bothered he’d not been able to control himself. He’d taken matters into his own hands and had come harder than he had in weeks. The hot little vixen was a minx. No denying it.

She’d gone down on Kirby and then let him fuck her. She wanted him. Mario knew she did by the tone of her messages to him. Kirby liked to play them for Mario to hear and to get his opinion. The sheer desire in that woman’s voice was thick enough to cut with a knife. Kirby had never believed Mario when he told him as much.

Now Kirby knew Mario was right, and now Kirby had a mission to do.

Get Dedra to the party and get her to accept a threesome. Then, get her to accept him and Kirby for good.

Mario snorted. Sounded so easy, but he doubted it would be. From what he knew of Dedra, she tended to run when the going got tough. And the going was about to get very fucking tough.

Mario shut off his cell and set it aside as he stood and went to the sink to wash his hands. He stared at his reflection and debated shaving. He decided against it, wanting to tease Dedra’s pussy with his stubble if given the chance.

Just thinking of her made his cock harden again. He gritted his teeth. If he didn’t get to fuck her soon he’d never make it. He was sure of it.