Three's a Charm (3 page)

Ryan makes a soft sound from behind Katie and then starts pulling her pants from her body
. She
feels
his fingers trembling against her waist. It makes her feel sexier than she can remember feeling in a long time. She probably hinders his progress somew
hat, with her sudden need to press her thighs against one another hard, but
Katie stopped caring several moments past
. She lets
Ryan
pull her clothing from her until she’s nude from the waist down and
kisses
Adrian
without stopping until she feels Ryan push her thighs apart and blow at the entrance to her sex
. Even that lightest of touches
sends shivers running
up and down the length of
Katie
’s body. She
jumps and gasps
when
Ryan
presses his mouth to her, finally, and
flicks
at her clitoris with his tongue.
His l
aughter rumbles against the deepest and most sensitive part of her
.

“He’s
kind of a pain in the ass, right
?”
Katie
whispers to
Adrian
. Her voice has already started to go thready with the sex-whine. She watches
Adrian
’s eyes grow
darker as he registers it.

“I’m starting to get that feeling,”
Adrian
whispers back to her.
Katie
’s reclines back, her head almost parallel to his erection beneath the blankets, and she watches his eyes grow
darker with that knowledge, too. “Do you want to--”

Katie
doesn’t even let him finish the request. She turns her head, pulls the covers down, takes him into her mouth. He’s bigger than she expected;
Katie
thinks that maybe if she had not acted so strongly on impulse, she might have been able to take that into consideration a
little more
. She can
't
take him down all the way and gags a little when she tries, so she draws back far enough to pay attention to the sensitive head alone instead and uses her hand to
pump slowly up and down the shaft of his cock
. What she’s doing is clearly good enough, as
Adrian
’s hand is on the back of her neck almost immediately to encourage her rhythm and
he says
her name in a soft voice that’s just almost awed, but...not quite. Not with that
growl
that he has in it.
Katie
feels herself getting even hotter when she thought that she had already hit a plateau from which she could go no higher.

Ryan
rubs his hand across her ass as he keeps licking at her, sending heat spiraling through her entire body w
ith every stroke of his tongue. 
She pushes her thighs as far apart as she can
and hears a
whining noise start low in her throat as
Ryan
hits her right there, right there, please keep doing that right there. It rumbles all the way through her throat and is felt on
Adrian
’s cock; the hand at the back of her neck spasms hard.
Katie
has always liked giving blowjobs, provided that it was readily understood that some reciprocity was going to be thrown on the table. She
loves
the feeling of seeing a man come completely undone above her and knowing that that was her work, she was the one who was doing that.
Katie
glances up as much as she’s able and sees that
Adrian
has his head thrown back, his eyes tightly shut. She can count the stubble on his throat. She can see his Adam’s apple working up and down. He’s clearly close.

Katie
lets
Adrian
’s cock slip from her mouth until the only thing that she’s still maintaining contact with is the slit at the tip. She flicks her tongue against the bitter taste of pre
-
come there at the same time that her index finger finds his perineum running just beneath the skin behind his testicles and strokes down on it hard.
Adrian
comes so hard that
Katie
barely manages to swallow it and chokes a little before
she pulls away
.

“Holy
shit,
”
Adrian
says when he catches his voice again a few seconds later. He sounds like he might even apologize for catching her off guard if she lets him;
Katie
shakes her head and waves her hand at him. One, not off guard, and two, she’s a little distracted right now.
Ryan
is both a shit and a
competitive
shit, it
seems
. He
renews
his efforts upon her,
he kneads
at her thigh now,
Katie
thinks that she’s going to lose her mind if her orgasm takes any fucking longer in
getting here
, already. She’ll bite herself bloody if she tries to hold any of this back and so doesn’t try, tilting her head back, letting out a full-bodied shriek when
Ryan
gets her
right there
so close to the edge that if he doesn’t get across the precipice soon
Katie
swears that she’s not going to be responsible for her actions.

Katie
feels Ryan smile against her sex
. She swears
she does
. She wails hard enough to make their neighbor next door pound the wall irritably as he gets her there, hard enough to make the entire world go gray around the edges as orgasm comes over her.
Katie breathes
in ragged gasps as she comes down; it only takes a glance to let her know that her entire body is f
lushed. Fucking china-pale Anglo
skin.

Ryan
doesn’t seem to mind.
He stares
at her like she’s a work of art (
A Ruben, maybe,
Katie
can’t stop herself from thinking), and the way that his tongue touches lightly at his lower lip is...not any expression that
Katie
has ever seen in a museum, he does have that going for him. “Holy shit,” he says, looking up and down her body with one of the most naked expressions of lust that
Katie
has ever seen. His cock is fully erect in front of him.
A clear bead of liquid leaks from the tip
.

“Come here,”
Adrian
says to him. He’s still got that sex-growl in his voice that makes
Katie
shiver.
Ryan
flows into the sound of that voice like water. He lets
Adrian
lay him back, watches with darkened eyes as
Adrian
lies partly on top of him and takes
Ryan
’s cock into his hand. It’s a big bed, but not porno-big, so
Katie
has to scoot to the side to give them room. She watches as
Adrian
jerks
Ryan
off in a slow, leisurely fashion that, if the way that
Ryan
eventually starts cursing at him is anything to go by, is a lot slower and more leisurely than
Ryan
would have cared for.
Adrian
gets that curling smile again and doesn’t change his rhythm. It might be driving
Ryan
wild, but it’s all that
Katie
can do not to applaud. The way that he’s making
Ryan
surge his hips up and into
Adrian
’s hand, the way that he’s making
Ryan
clutch at the sheets and start breathing in desperate little gasps; the orgasm-tingle has barely begun to fade from her body and
Katie
can already feel herself getting ready for a second round. She presses her thighs together hard and watches with wide eyes as
Ryan
comes into
Adrian
’s fist, his entire body strung up and into a long line of tension that doesn’t dissolve until he collapses back to the bed in satiation.

“Holy
shit
,”
Katie
says herself, mimicking
Ryan
’s tone. She rocks back on her heels and waits for things to get awkward, as none of them strictly know each other and yet they’ve just done something together that could have been filmed for money.
I don’t want to go home
,
Katie
thinks, and doesn’t care that her interior voice sounds a little petulant even to herself.

Adrian
and
Ryan
can’t break eye contact with one another immediately, even when
Katie
speaks. Finally,
Adrian
rolls away, rubs his hand off absently on the sheet, and grins slightly. “Um, you might have guessed that this place doesn’t do room service,” he says, and
Katie
grins back at him. “But the bonus is that I’m saving enough to spring for pizza. If you guys want to stay a while.”
And maybe do that again,
hovers unspoken through the room.

Katie
gives her answer by crawling back up the length of the bed and wiggling her way down into the blankets between the two of them, feeling each man drop an absent arm around her waist.
She waits for the moment when it gets awkward.  It doesn't come
.

*

Adrian stares at Katie over breakfast the next morning, the three of them crowded
into a single booth in the kind of diner where you stick to the tables.  She flicks up a glance as she stirs her coffee.  "What?"

"Nothing."  Adrian shakes his
head but continues to stare at her.
  Since Katie is actually clothed this morning and is relatively certain she doesn't have anything on her face, it's a little weird.  "I just get the feeling that I've seen you somewhere, before."

"Aren't you glad he didn't say that when you were naked?" Ryan chirps, and laughs without repentance
when Katie and Adrian slap him with their menus. 

"I mean it," Adrian goes on.  "Have you ever been to LA?"

Katie freezes, looks at Adrian over the top of her menu.  Ryan does the same from the other side of the table, looking…looking concerned, and more solemn than Katie's ever seen him.  She didn't think his face could even do that.

"For a little while," she says cautiously.  "A few years ago."

Adrian snaps his fingers and points at her, grinningly wildly.  He's too quiet and too observant not to have seen the look that crossed Katie's face, but she finds herself bizarrely glad that he's willing to pretend.  "I knew it!  I think I saw you once or twice.  I play guitar."

"Do you?" Ryan purrs at him, turning it into an innuendo that makes their waitress flush and then turn right around again, sensing a porno moment in the making.  Katie puts her hands over her mouth to hide her grin, and Adrian flushes all the way into his ears.  "And we know that Katie and I don't have half-bad voices." 
Definite
innuendo.

"What do you know?" Katie asks.  "I think we might have ourselves a band."

End