to do. We can take it as slow as you want. Hell, if you’re not ready, I
can just hold you.”
“Do you really mean that?” Her face was close to his. He could
feel the warmth of her breath on his skin.
“Yes. I do. Rafe and I can just take you to bed and cuddle you.” It
would be hard, but utterly worth it if it brought her a moment’s peace.
He’d spent years wondering if she was alone and scared. He’d wanted
to hold her so much. He could put his own needs aside if she needed
it.
Her hands went to the bottom of her shirt, and she began to tug it
over her head, revealing creamy white skin and a lovely white lace
bra. Her breasts threatened to overflow the cups, and then they
bounced free as she undid the front clasp. The scars from the night
she’d been tortured had faded to white lines that did nothing to
distract from her beauty. Those scars were a testament to her strength.
He looked past the scars to her breasts and nipples. They were so
gorgeous and round. Cam’s cock ached at the sight. He wanted to
lube up her chest, hold those tits together and fuck his cock in and out of their pillowy softness. Then maybe she’d understand how much he
loved her breasts.
“I don’t want to just cuddle, though I might want a little of that,
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too,” she said.
“Anything you want.” He wasn’t looking at her face. He couldn’t
take his eyes off her breasts.
“Describe them to me,” Rafe ordered.
“Fucking amazing,” Cam said, looking at the bounty offered up to
him. He brought his hands up and cupped her breasts. Her nipples
were hard little points. “They’re so soft.”
“I have scars, Cam.” Laura whimpered a little. The sound made
his cock strain. She was grinding a little, her hips moving, forcing her pussy against his cock.
“I don’t care, Laura.” He pinched her nipples, loving the little
moan that came out of her mouth. “Her nipples are hard. You
remember how much she loves having her nipples sucked?”
“Oh, yes. Her breasts are so sensitive.” Rafe’s voice was tight as
he turned onto the highway.
“Please.” The word came out on a little cry as Cam thrust his
pelvis up, hitting her pussy with his cock. “Oh, please, Cam.”
“You tell me what you want, baby. You know I want to give it to
you.” He pushed her hips down, grinding her pussy against his rigid
erection. He wanted to impale her on it, but she had waited for him.
He owed her way more than a quick roll.
“Kiss me.” She balanced herself by putting her hands on his
shoulders.
“Where?” He ran his fingers over her straining nipples. “You want
me to kiss you here? You want me to suck your little nipples into my
mouth?”
“Yes, Cam. Please. Lick them. Suck them.”
He pulled her close. “Anything you want, baby.”
He licked a nipple, a long, slow stroke of his tongue.
“Oh, god, that feels so good,” Laura moaned. Her hands found his
hair. She thrust her chest out, pressing her breasts to his mouth.
He licked around the areola before sucking the little bead into his
mouth. He sucked her deep, enjoying the little sounds she made as her
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hands wove into his hair and tugged. He whirled his tongue around,
biting down lightly. While he sucked and bit at first one nipple and
then the other, his hand made its way under her skirt to the edge of
her panties. He teased his way under the cotton to find her pussy
drenched in moisture. He inhaled, the scent of her arousal filling his
senses.
“Baby, your little pussy is soaking wet.” He breathed the words
across her breasts. His hand slid between her legs, brushing her clit.
“Fuck,” Rafe cursed as he made another turn. “You’re a lucky
bastard, you know that.”
“I can smell and feel how hot you are,” Cam said, fingering her
folds. “This greedy little cunt is begging for a cock, isn’t it?”
“Cam.” She wiggled against his fingers.
“Yeah, baby, you need a big, hard cock to fuck.” He shoved a
single finger in, her heat nearly scorching him. She was so ready, but
he wanted to play a little.
“Give it to me,” Laura said, her eyes closed. She bounced a little,
trying to fuck that single finger.
Cam pulled out and let his soaking wet finger trace back to her
asshole. Fuck, that got him harder, and he hadn’t thought that was
possible. The thought of burying himself in her pretty little anus made
him ready to come then and there. He teased her, rimming her hole
with his wet finger.
“Still a virgin here. I have to do something about that, baby.” He
licked her nipple one last time as he pressed into her just a little. The tight ring of muscles didn’t budge. He was going to have to go slow,
to prepare her. “I’m going to have this ass, Laura. I’ve waited years to fuck you here, and I won’t stop until I know what it feels like to have
my cock so deep up this ass that you forget a time I wasn’t there.” He
pulled his hand away. “But not tonight.”
He scooted back slightly, putting a tiny bit of necessary distance
between them. He tore at his pants, freeing his dick. Laura leaned
back, giving him access to his cock. It sprung free, bouncing in
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between them.
“You suit up before you shove that cock in her.” Rafe opened the
glove box and tossed a condom to him. They had bought a box at the
airport, telling themselves to think positive. Up until this moment,
Cam had thought they would go unused.
“Nice to know you guys came prepared,” Laura said, taking the
condom out of his hand. She held it up for his inspection. “Here, let
me help with this.”
She opened the condom, and Cam prayed he wouldn’t come in her
hands. His cock was weeping with pre-cum. With shaky fingers, she
placed the condom on his dick. It took her a moment of pure torture to
roll and tug it down to the base of his cock.
The minute he was sheathed, Cam pulled her forward and impaled
her on his cock.
A low moan came out of her throat.
“Fuck, you feel good, baby.” Cam gripped her hips, pushing his
cock further into her wet heat. She was tight around him, so fucking
tight he felt like he would explode. Her cunt sucked and gripped him
until his vision started to go. The backseat was small. He couldn’t
move her around the way he wanted, couldn’t shift her to her back
without losing her, and he wasn’t about to lose her.
“Ride me.” He shifted his pelvis up and slid in all the way to his
balls.
Laura’s head fell forward as she started to fuck him. She ground
down on him and then pulled back, every muscle in her pussy sliding
in a silky, gloved grip.
He wasn’t going to last. He was already too close. Being close to
her was making him crazy. It was everything he’d needed for five
years. She was here, and she was safe.
He could touch her, feel her,
love her, and he wanted to mark her. He wanted to make her scream
so she would never again forget who she belonged to. He wanted to
drive into her so she never walked away again.
He shoved his hand between them, his finger finding her clit and
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pressing against it. He rubbed a little circle, never letting up on the pressure. Laura’s hips lost their rhythm, and she cried out as Cam
drove hard into her one last time. She shook as she came, and Cam
felt his balls tighten, pleasure suffusing his every nerve as he gave up his cum. The orgasm shot through him like a bullet. He twisted almost
helplessly, trying to get it all out, trying to give her every drop.
Laura slumped forward, her weight a sweet burden. He couldn’t
help himself. He toyed with her a little bit more. Her body spasmed
every time he hit her clit. He finally put his arms around her and held
her close, their breaths and heartbeats mingling. He kissed the side of
her face and inhaled her scent.
The car came to a stop, and Rafe slammed out.
Cam brought his head up. They were parked in front of Laura’s
small cabin, a lone light shining from what was probably her kitchen.
“Are we home?” Laura asked quietly.
He nodded, unable to speak. He was home. Finally home.
* * * *
Rafe’s hands were shaking as he got out of the car. He raced
around to the passenger side. He couldn’t breathe, could barely think
about anything beyond getting inside her. He knew he should want to
pound Cam into the ground, but all he could think was to be grateful
to the man. Cam had made sure Laura was prepared. He’d given her a
killer orgasm from the sound of her moans, and Rafe wasn’t sure he
would be able to last long enough to give her one. He needed her.
Fuck. He needed her so damn bad.
He opened the door, and there they sat, like little puzzle pieces
nestled together. Laura’s face was buried in Cam’s shoulder, her legs
on either side of his hips. Cam’s arms clutched her in a tight embrace.
He looked up at Rafe. A solemn silence passed between the two men,
and Rafe felt something powerful flow between him and Cam.
“Baby, we’re back at your place.” Cam’s voice was soft. Cam
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could be one intimidating dude, but he was always so soft and gentle
around Laura.
Rafe let himself touch her. He smoothed a hand along her golden
hair. In the moonlight, it looked almost silvery. She turned and
opened her eyes. She looked like a sleepy princess to Rafe.
“Hi.” She said it, and Rafe took it for what he hoped it was. A
second beginning.
His heart softened. “Hello, bella. Let me take you inside.”
He reached out for her.
“I can walk.” She sat up and started to reach for her shirt. “I’m
fine.”
He wasn’t about to let her walk. He wanted to hold her. He lifted
her up and off Cam. He couldn’t miss the fact that Cam’s cock was
covered in her juice. It should have disgusted him, but damn, it made
his own cock harden. He wasn’t interested in Cam sexually, but
watching him fuck Laura through the rearview mirror had gotten Rafe
hot as hell.
“Rafe, don’t,” Laura protested. “I’m half-naked, and, well, I’m a
little messy.”
“Not an excuse, bella.” Rafe hoisted her up. He loved the feel of her pressed close. “I like you half-naked, and I’m not going to bother
cleaning you up. I’m going to make sure you get even messier.”
She sighed. “I like the sound of that.”
Rafe couldn’t help it. He leaned his head in and kissed her. “I’m
glad because I think Cam and I can keep you busy for a few days.
You might regret those words.”
Her arms floated up and around his neck. “I don’t think so. I
missed you. I missed you both. I tried not to think about you, but I
couldn’t.”
“I thought about you every day,” Rafe admitted. “I even told my
mother if I found you that I intended to marry you.”
“Really? And what did you tell your momma about Cam?” There
was a mischievous smile on her lips.
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That took the wind out of his sails. What would he tell his
mother? His father was a bit more open. He would probably find an
enormous amount of humor in it, but his mother was very Catholic.
Rafe doubted she would ever accept that he was sharing a woman
with his friend. He wasn’t going to think about that now. He gave
Laura a smile.
“I don’t think my mother can handle that news right now. But she
will be thrilled to know that I found you.” Rafe moved toward the
front door of her small but well-kept cabin. He had introduced Laura
to his mother as a friend and colleague, but she hadn’t been fooled.
His mother had immediately known that Rafe was crazy about her.
He still was. Years hadn’t changed the fact that he loved this one
woman. She had been the one for him when she was a big city, high-
powered FBI agent, and she was the one for him as a sweet, small-
town girl working in a gas station. It went far beyond her beautiful
body or gorgeous face. He loved her soul. She was kind and smart.
She challenged him on every level. They could talk for hours, and he
would never get bored.
He even loved the fact that she loved Cameron.
declaration with all the solemnity the moment required. He loved his
mother, but he loved Laura as well. Laura would never be happy
without Cam, and Rafe was rapidly discovering that he felt the same
way. They were connected, the three of them. It wasn’t optimal, but it
was true.
He was going to ask Laura to sacrifice, to come home with him.
He had to be willing to sacrifice as well.
Cam suddenly hurried past them. He had managed to get his pants
done up, and he turned when he got to the door. “Keys?”
“I didn’t lock it.” Laura said it as though it was an everyday,
normal occurrence to leave the door unlocked.
Cam opened the door, but he managed to send her a very dirty
look.
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She shrugged, utterly unconcerned. “I don’t lock it because Holly
lives next door, and she’s always out of something. How would she
get in to borrow coffee if I locked it all the time?”
“You’re going to lock it from now on,” Rafe ordered, horrified at
the thought that she was so unprotected. Anyone could walk in. “And
we’ll get a security system as soon as possible.”
She wouldn’t need it for long. His house in Virginia had an
excellent system. If they moved in order to buy two homes close
together, he would simply ensure that a system was installed. But for
now, he wanted to feel secure.
“Nothing ever happens in Bliss. This is a very quiet town.”
Rafe exchanged a look with Cam. They would deal with the
problem. Holly would need a key if she
wanted to steal some coffee.
Rafe walked through the front door. Laura’s cabin was tiny with
one room serving as both living room and kitchen. He walked through
it. It was neatly kept, but there wasn’t a bed in sight, so it wouldn’t do. There were two closed doors. Rafe picked the one on the right.
Laura’s bedroom was small but ultrafeminine. There was a queen-
size bed that dominated the room. It filled up most of the space, and
the rest seemed taken up by a dresser and small lounger. Rafe tossed
Laura on the bed with its richly decorated quilts and stared down at
her.
She was stunning. Her skin was rosy from the sex she’d had with
Cam. She looked beautiful and well loved.
“I want you, bella.”
“I want you, too, Rafe.”
“Show me. Spread your legs and touch yourself.” He had watched
her give to Cam. He needed to be in control now. Rafe needed her to
give to him.
Cam walked into the room. He clung to the wall, his expression
almost apologetic. He started to turn and walk back out.
“Where are you going?” He didn’t want Cam to leave. He wanted
Cam to help him. He wanted a partner. “Get behind her. Spread her
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for me.”
“Are you sure?” Cam asked.
“Do I often say things I don’t mean?”
Cam gave him a silly grin and jumped on the bed behind Laura.
He wrapped his arms across her chest, her back to his front. Laura
relaxed back against him. They were happy together. They were
relaxed and happy and willing to play.
“Spread your legs, baby. Rafe wants to see your pussy.” Cam’s
fingers found the hem of her skirt and pulled the cotton fabric up. Her
small black undies were bunched up and soaking wet. It looked like
Cam had merely shoved them to the side in his haste to get inside.
Rafe corrected the problem. He knelt on the bed and let his hands
slide up her long legs, reveling in every silky curve. He took a long,
slow tour before he drew the small piece of cotton off her body,
leaving her perfectly plump pussy in full sight. It was a vision. She
was shaved and glistening, the lips of her pussy were slightly swollen
from Cam’s use, and her juice made it look slick and inviting.