Woman in Hot Water [Wet and Willing 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

Osborne was solid muscle from head to toe. Kendra would defy anyone to find even a spare ounce of fat on him anywhere. It was easy to tell he’d been a professional sportsman. His weren’t the muscles of the steroid-popping gym junkie, but those of a man used to the sheer physicality of swimming miles every day.

She thrust her breasts up into Jordan’s hands and mouth, then twisted her hips, driving Osborne’s cock deeper inside her. It wouldn’t be long now. She was building up to the biggest orgasm of her life. Her entire body was tingling and alive, from her fingertips to the top of her head, and right down to her toes. Every nerve ending was screaming with the need for her body to explode into pleasure.

Her brain was fading with the overwhelming sensations, but she was still aware of how dedicated both men were to ensuring she received pleasure. That was the sexiest thing ever, men who cared about their partner. With that thought, her body splintered into a million pieces, and she screamed as the most amazing orgasm burst through her, blasting from her head to her toes and everywhere in between, with the force of a raging tornado.

Jordan covered her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue inside and all around her cheeks. He didn’t leave her as breathless as Osborne’s kisses had, but it was close. These men sure knew how to make a kiss last!

Then Jordan kissed Osborne. If she’d thought his kiss with her was hot, the one he shared with Osborne was right off the scale. Their mouths fought for dominance, and her cunt, still rippling from her massive orgasm, dripped fresh cream onto Osborne’s cock which was spurting deep inside her.

Kendra sighed happily. The aftershocks of her orgasm were still making her feel all tingly and happy, and her fingers and toes were still clenched tightly. She forced herself to relax and smiled at the two men, about to thank them. At that moment, Osborne reverted to his previous behavior, picking her up as he moved off her, and turning her onto her hands and knees, with her back to Jordan.

Before she was fully aware of what was happening, Jordan’s hands were gripping her hips, and he was sliding into her still-swollen and sensitive cunt.

Jordan’s head rested just behind her ear. “Now that feels truly amazing. You’re all hot, and tender, and wet. Perfect for me.” He nibbled on her ear lobe as he’d done before, and she shivered at his hot breath and erotic words.

Of course, he hadn’t come yet. Both men had been focused on giving her pleasure—and totally mind-blowing pleasure it had been indeed—but now she needed to help him climax, too. But there wasn’t much she could do in this position. He was resting across her back, dragging his cock in and out of her and leaning his body on hers, although most of his actual weight was on his knees and hands.

Just as she was wondering if she could reach out and pet him if she leaned on her elbows instead, Osborne slid his head under her body and his mouth fastened on her breast. She dropped her head in shock and noticed how his eyes were sparkling at her surprise. Then Osborne raised his arms and began stroking Jordan’s back. Oh wow, that was clever. Osborne had united the three of them together with his simple movement, bringing her into the middle of the sandwich, yet still giving Jordan the special attention he deserved for having been so patient. Although the three of them had been together before, she guessed as the men had touched each other and kissed.

With surprise, she noticed a second orgasm rising inside her. Kendra couldn’t remember the last time she’d had two orgasms in one night. It had been a very rare occurrence, she was certain of that. But tonight was definitely going to be her lucky night. Right now, there were hands on her breasts and sides, lips on her back, neck, and breasts, and the sheer carnality of the two men interacting with each other as well as with her.

Jordan was jackhammering into her with a passion and urgency that aroused her intensely.

“Coming again,” she gasped.

“That was what we planned to happen,” mumbled Osborne. His mouth was still against her breast as he licked all around her areola, before sucking the nipple into his mouth.

“Oh!” her second orgasm hit her almost as hard as the first, and in that moment, Jordan tilted her hips high and slammed into her. Osborne bit her nipple lightly and slapped Jordan’s ass. The adrenaline powered through her, and her body shook then dropped flat onto Osborne and the mattress, as Jordan pumped into her again and again. The heat of his climax ignited a few more ripples from her cunt, but she was too exhausted to turn her head and watch the men.

Her last thought was that she couldn’t fall asleep in their bed. She needed to return to her own room.

Osborne buried his head deeper into Kendra’s silky, soft hair, inhaling deeply of the clean, fresh scent he found so much more appealing than the heavy fragrances some women used. Some men, too. He wrapped his arm tighter over her soft body and pulled Jordan harder against her, so he could hold them both more fully.

He found himself grinning at the snuffly, mumbly noises she made in her sleep. She really was a joy and a delight. He had no idea how she kept the Aquatic Center staff so happy about their rosters. No one else—himself included—had ever managed that. Yet in a little over a week she had the roster running as smoothly as a well-oiled machine, and not one single staff member had come into his office to scream and shout about their hours. That was truly amazing. Almost unbelievable in fact. Yet she did it all with a smile and a wave, and no stick stuffed up her ass like her predecessor, whatshername. What was her name? Oh, who the hell knew? He no longer cared. His current game plan was to keep Kendra in his and Jordan’s bed for as long as possible.

They’d spend the whole day together on Sunday, all three of them. They’d sleep late then eat brunch at a nice restaurant. After that they’d do something like a real date, not involving any water at all. Walk in the park maybe, or even go shopping, whatever Kendra wanted to do. Yep. It’d be a real bonding time for the three of them.

Osborne breathed her sweet scent deep into his lungs and fell asleep.

* * * *

On Sunday morning Kendra tiptoed from the house, her shoes in her hand and her keys in her teeth. She’d compiled a list of cheap apartments and trailers and made appointments with a bunch of different realtors to see them all. Her first appointment was at seven thirty. She wasn’t too sure how she’d pay for her bond, but she knew she had to move out and real soon. Before she fell in love with her boss and his partner. Well, before she fell any deeper in love with them. She’d decided that if she had to, she’d sell her car and buy a bike, or maybe some inline skates, and use that as her transportation to work. Likely it’d trim a few pounds off her butt exercising more. Her old car wasn’t worth much, but she didn’t need it to sleep in and hold all her possessions anymore, so getting an apartment was her top priority.

After each viewing, Kendra sat in her car and wrote copious descriptions about the apartment she’d just looked at in her notebook. Then she drove back to the Aquatic Center, noting how far it was and the time taken, before leaving for the next appointment. None of the places were nice. A few were in scary neighborhoods, and she immediately crossed them off her list. A couple were very dirty, but a few hours with hot water and a scrubbing brush would fix that, she hoped. Unfortunately the nicest ones were going to be a damn long bike ride and were too far away from work for her to skate. The commute was going to cut into her leisure time a lot. But of course she’d have her own bathroom and not need the one at work, and all that bike riding meant she likely wouldn’t need to use the work gym either. So, yeah, swings and roundabouts. It’d all even out and be doable, she thought.

Kendra sat in Aquatic Center parking lot and chewed the end of her pen. She was trying to rate the apartments still not crossed off her list. Her final stop was a trailer park, and she knew it was another longish commute. After that she’d better take her car to a secondhand dealer and see how much she could get for it. She hadn’t managed to get any of the realtors to lower their bonds and didn’t have enough cash to pay for a bond without selling the car.

Kendra sighed and dropped her notebook and pen into her purse then looked up to start her engine. Instead she gave a little scream. Osborne was standing in front of her car, his arms crossed, his legs spread wide apart, and a deep scowl on his face. She wound down her window. “What’s biting you? And can you please move out of the way. I’m due at the trailer park in twenty minutes.”

“What trailer park? We’re coming, too,” said Osborne.

“But—” She shook her head and opened the passenger door for Jordan who was leaning against it. She knew them both well enough to understand that there was no sense in wasting her breath arguing. Once Osborne decided something, nothing swayed him from his path. She twisted her arm backward and opened the rear door for him. “Get in then.”

“What trailer park?” Osborne repeated.

Kendra grinned. Yep, that was Osborne. Like a dog with a bone, and stubborn as a mule. Once he got on the track of something, nothing distracted him. “I’m spending today looking at apartments. The next one is in a trailer park off Highway Four.”

“You’re leaving us?” Jordan sounded strange. Almost—hurt. Surely not. They must really be looking forward to her leaving and having their home back to themselves. Kendra flicked her eyes to Jordan, but he was looking straight ahead. She’d likely imagined the tone. Misunderstood.

“That’s been the plan all along, to get my own place. I’ve seen a few that are doable.” Kendra refused to mention the horrendous amount of cleaning that would need to happen before she could use the bathroom or kitchen at the apartment that was number one on her list. But it was only three miles from the Aquatic Center, a distance she could easily skate or ride a bike, and realistically, she was going to have to sell her car to pay the bond. So lots of boiling water and a scrubbing brush were in her immediate future.

“Why are you looking at a trailer all the way out here?” asked Osborne as they sped down Highway Four.

“It’s affordable,” she replied.

“You know, you don’t have to rush away from us. You could stay a few months until you’ve saved enough bond for a nice place,” said Jordan persuasively, apparently having guessed her reasons straight off, in that perceptive way he had.

“No I can’t. I like working for you, and it’s totally inappropriate for an employee to be living with you as well.” As she said it, Kendra suddenly wondered if they’d terminate her employment. To them, it might seem like the obvious solution, but where would she ever get another job?

She must have tensed up when she spoke because Osborne’s big hands massaged her shoulders gently. “It’s okay. I’m not going to sack the only person who’s ever managed to get the rosters sorted out so everyone is happy,” he said gently.

“It’s easy. Anyone with half a brain could do that.”

“How come no one before you managed it, then?” asked Jordan.

Kendra grinned, feeling happier again, and turned onto the dirt road into the trailer park. Hmm. Dirt. That would make skating problematical. She’d have to buy a bicycle after all, although it’d be a hell of a ride each day from here. But if it was a lot nicer than the dirty apartment…

The trailer was tiny, but quite clean, and it didn’t matter that there was no bathroom in it because she could shower at the Aquatic Center to avoid using the coin-in-the-slot showers at the trailer park. Hell, she’d need to shower by the time she’d ridden a bike that far each morning anyway! And if she washed her underwear at work, that’d save on laundry costs, too. As long as she could get more than five hundred dollars for her car, she was good to go.

“I like it very much. I just need to check a few things, and I’ll get back to you tomorrow,” she told the realtor.

They all climbed back into her car, Osborne in front this time. “I need to drop you back at the Aquatic Center. I’ve got a lot to do now,” she said.

“Like what?” asked Osborne.

Damn! She didn’t want to explain, but she knew him well enough to guess that he would badger her until she told him.

“I need to see how much money I can get for my car so I can pay the bond. Then I have to buy a bike to ride to work. Would it be all right if I left most of my things at your place and took them to my new place a bit at a time?”

“We can take them for you,” said Jordan.

“You’re not leaving,” Osborne contradicted him.

“Huh?”

“Whatever the problem is, we’ll fix it. You’re not leaving. I—we—want you to stay with us,” said Osborne.

“It’s not appropriate. I work for you, and I need that job.”

“Fuck appropriate. I
need
you.”

“We both need you,” added Jordan.

Kendra pulled the car over to the curb and turned the engine off. She swiveled in her seat so she could see both of them at once. She took a deep breath and decided it was time to be brutally honest. “I really, really needed the job you gave me. I like it, and I can do it. I don’t want to lose it and have to start looking for another job all over again. For a start, I doubt I’d get one I like as much as this one, but even if I did, job hunting was damn hard work. If people find out I’m living with you as well as working for you, there’ll be all sorts of rude comments. Some of which would be true. I don’t want that. Not for me, not for what it may do to either of you or to your business.”