Love Slave for Two

Chapter 23

Tyler stopped by Thomas’ office door on his way to the bedroom. “What’s wrong?”

Thomas looked up. “How the freak do you do that?” He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head.

“Over twelve years, I’ve learned a thing or two about you. What’s up?”

“I need to go to Ft.Myers tomorrow.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“I need to go overnight. We’ve got a permitting snag on a job down there.”

“Take Nevvie with you.”

Stunned, Thomas stared at him. “How the hell—”

“You need her for the paperwork because she’s the project supervisor. It doesn’t bother me.”

“Why don’t you come with us? We can take the truck or one of the cars.” It would be the first trip the three of them didn’t go on together since the Halloween party.

Tyler dropped his voice. “Thomas, she’s with us forever. She’s going with me to New York in a couple of weeks. Why should I be stuck in a hotel room all day when I can be here working? I’m on a deadline.”

“But you’ll be here alone.”

“So?” Tyler’s eyes twinkled. “Maybe you can finish what you started last October.” In the five months since the night of the party, Nevvie had become such an ingrained part of both men’s psyche that they barely remembered life before her.

“Fucking scary, that’s what you are.”

Tyler winked. “Well, love, you are the one who dubbed me the evil genius. I expect a phone call.”

Thomas nodded.

“Then it’s all right, isn’t it? Fair’s fair.” Tyler glanced down the hall and didn’t see Nevvie. He suspected she was in the garage doing laundry. He stepped back to Thomas’ desk. “When we decided to do this, we decided this was all or nothing, right?”

Thomas nodded.

“She’s not mine, she’s not yours. She’s ours. I’m not keeping a scorecard about who did what, understand? It doesn’t matter.”

Thomas looked away, nodding, but Tyler caught his chin. “Fuck her brains out, lover. Make her moan for me. Just promise to bring my angel safely home. And yourself, right?” He kissed him, feeling Thomas respond before he pulled away. “When will you leave?”

“Tomorrow morning.”

Tyler grinned. “I should expect a little extra-special treatment from the two of you tonight, shouldn’t I?”

Tyler and Nevvie headed to the bedroom first. When Thomas caught up with them a few minutes later, she was on top of Tyler, giving him a back rub.

“Don’t put him to sleep. We want to have a little fun first.”

Tyler squirmed against the covers. “No, not sleepy right now, Thomas. Trust me.”

She leaned forward and traced his spine with her tongue from his neck to his hips. “I know how to wake you up.”

“You bloody well do.”

After a few minutes he patted her leg. “On your back, sweetheart. I want some fun, too.”

She rolled over. Tyler spread her legs, bending his lips to her mound. “Do you like this?” He lightly teased her with his tongue, knowing damn well what it did to her.

She moaned, trying to grind her hips against him.

Thomas smiled and knelt by her head. “I think she needs something else to do.” He touched the silky smooth head of his cock to her lips and she swallowed him, making him moan. “Jesus, I love it when you do that.” He tenderly stroked her hair, brushing it away from her face.

Tyler slipped two fingers inside her ready entrance and she arched to meet him, trying to thrust against his hand.

“Do you like that, baby?” Thomas asked.

She moaned her assent as she took him deeper into her mouth, using one hand to stroke the rest of his shaft and the other to play with his heavy sac.

Tyler wanted to plunge inside her. With his tongue and lips he suckled her swollen nub, making her scream around Thomas’ shaft as she climaxed.

“That’s a good girl,” Tyler whispered as he lifted his head from between her legs, kissing her tummy. “That was very good, sweetheart.”

He knelt between her legs and grabbed her hips, sliding into her ready heat, holding still for a moment to savor the feeling. She trembled, gasping, the last echoes of her orgasm still resounding within her.

Thomas pulled his stiff cock from her mouth. She groaned with disappointment.

“You lay back and enjoy it, sugar.” He got out of bed and disappeared to the bathroom.

She focused on Tyler’s eyes as he slowly stroked into her.

“You’re my sweet angel,” he whispered. “Aren’t you?”

She nodded, pulling him down, kissing him. She felt the bed move and they realized Thomas had returned. Tyler jumped, breaking their kiss to glance over his shoulder, then turned to her and closed his eyes. “Mmm. Oh…yes.”

Thomas knelt behind Tyler and dropped a bottle of lube to the bed.

Ah. Now she knew why he went to the bathroom.

Tyler opened his eyes and kissed her again, holding still while Thomas gently slid his cock past Tyler’s rim with a satisfied grunt.

Nevvie rolled her hips under Tyler and he gasped, bending his head to her neck. “Oh, sweetheart…yes.” He gently bit down on her shoulder with a satisfied moan, sucking, shifting his hips against Thomas.

Nevvie wrapped her arms around Tyler and met Thomas’ eyes. He caressed Tyler’s back, his hands settling on his lover’s hips as he took long, slow strokes.

Tyler trembled in her arms, moaning. She’d have a hell of a hickey in the morning, and she loved it.

“That’s it, baby,” Nevvie whispered in his ear, stroking his hair. “I want to feel you come for us.”

The men found a rhythm. As Tyler moaned, Thomas’ eyes never wavered from hers. Tyler’s strokes into her grew deeper, harder, faster. As his breath came in shallower gasps, she knew he was close and nodded to Thomas.

He closed his eyes, his lower lip caught under his teeth as he struggled to hold back. With a loud cry Tyler jerked, spasming, burying himself deep inside her as he came. She held on tightly as Thomas took his cue, his last several strokes faster, before he cried out and fell on top of Tyler.

They all caught their breath, Thomas the first to recover. “You okay down there, Nev?”

She kissed Tyler’s damp forehead. His eyes were closed, his head resting on her shoulder. “I’m okay. I think we wore our poor guy out.”

“Mmm hmm.”

She felt the bed move as Thomas withdrew and went to the bathroom to clean up. He returned with a washcloth and cleaned Tyler before stretching out beside them, his hand on Tyler’s back.

“You okay, sugar?” Thomas asked him.

“Mmm hmm.”

Nevvie smiled and looked at Thomas. “I’m telling you, we wore him out.”

“Am I smooshing you, love?” Tyler mumbled.

“No. You’re fine where you are.”

Thomas turned off the lights and pulled the sheet over all three of them. He nuzzled against them, and within a few minutes, they fell asleep.

The weather was nice enough to take the bike. They left at seven the next morning, making Ft.Myers before lunch. Nevvie helped Thomas and the site manager sort through the paperwork issues, including arranging a conference call with one of their environmental specialists to try to resolve the confusion. They knocked off at six. The snafu wasn’t untangled, but should be by the next afternoon.

They rode to the same hotel and checked in. Nevvie was surprised to find the sundress and sandals packed in the saddlebags with their other things.

She held them up. “Whose idea was this?”

Thomas grinned. “Tyler’s I suppose, but a damned good one.”

They went to dinner and enjoyed the evening, skipping the tiki bar. Nevvie recalled their earlier visit, and by the time they returned to their room her passion had warmed to a low boil. Thomas started emptying his pockets and turned to look at her.

“What?”

She smiled and launched herself at him, much as she had the previous time. He was a quick study and grabbed her, his hands cupping her ass, grinding his hips into hers, falling to the bed on top of her.

“You don’t have to stop this time, Tommy,” she whispered, nibbling his neck.

“Damn straight,” he growled, his hands running under her dress and yanking down her panties.

When he had them off he unzipped his pants and freed his cock, grabbing her hips and sinking hard and deep into her with a satisfied moan. Then he held still for a moment, his forehead touching hers.

“Jesus, I love you.”

She kissed him, her tongue stroking his. “I love you too. Now fuck me, goddammit.”

He grinned and slammed home again. She wrapped her legs around his waist, thrusting to meet his hips. “That’s it,” she said, her voice hoarse with passion. “I want you to fuck me hard, Tommy.”

“Don’t you want to come, sugar?” But he didn’t slow his deep, powerful thrusts.

“Later. Right now I want you to fuck me. You know you want to. Fuck me harder than you ever have.”

“Yes!” He did, pounding into her, drawing satisfied grunts from both. It wasn’t long before he felt his climax nearing.

Her nails raked his back, her hands slipping on his shirt. “Come on, fuck me baby, do it, pound that cock into me.”

“Shit!” He came, collapsing onto her, trying to catch his breath. He finally rolled onto his side, taking her with him. “Baby girl, you’re wild. Wow.”

She snuggled tight against him, knowing he’d take care of her soon enough. “I know you love it like that sometimes. I do, too.” He couldn’t be that rough with Tyler because it would hurt him. Nevvie, however, enjoyed it. They waited for the rare times when Tyler wasn’t around, to unleash. Both understood it might worry Tyler seeing them like that, and they never acted that rough together around Tyler.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Did I sound like it?” she purred.

He laughed, hugging her. “You’re amazing.” He rolled her on top of him and lifted her sundress off while she worked on his shirt buttons. His phone was still clipped to his belt on his pants, which had dropped to around his knees. He dialed Tyler and handed her the phone, nudging her off him while he removed his shoes and pants.

“Hello, Master,” she purred into the phone. She put it in speaker mode and laid it on the bed.

“Jesus, Nevvie, you know what that does to me,” Tyler said.

She laid back and looked at Thomas while he straddled her. “That’s the point, Master.” Thomas kissed her.

“Did you wear the sundress to dinner?”

“Ah, so it was you.”

“Of course. And?”

“And what?”

“Did you finish any unfinished business?”

Thomas shook his head and grinned. “Fucking spooky, Ty. You really are, I’m not kidding.” Nevvie gasped when he took one of her nipples in his mouth and suckled it, teasing it into a hard pebble.

“I’m assuming our girl needs a little relief?”

Thomas moved to her other nipple. “That’s the idea.”

“Mmm. I’m sitting here in bed, stroking myself, my eyes closed, imagining what she must look like freshly fucked and laying there with that delicious smile on her face, ready for us to make her come. Do you want to come, sweetheart?”

She moaned from his words and from the feel of Thomas’ tongue flicking her nipple. “Please make me come.”

“I wish I had your luscious mouth here to suck my cock. I’m guessing our dear Thomas can use his tongue on you and make you moan loudly for me, right?”

Thomas bent between her legs, firmly stroking his tongue against her swollen clit.

“Ooh! Yes!”

Tyler laughed. “Ah, Thomas, work your magic on her.” Tyler’s voice had dropped to a husky growl that Nevvie knew meant he was rapidly approaching release.

Thomas spread her legs wider, running his tongue down to her virgin rosette, rimming her and then back up to circle her clit. She moaned louder, closing her eyes and throwing her head back. “Jesus, that’s good.”

“Lay back and enjoy it,” Tyler said. “Let your master make you come.”

Thomas slipped two, then three fingers inside her as he firmly stroked her clit with his tongue. She thrust her hips to meet him. Where Tyler finely targeted every nerve in her body, Thomas went for the scattershot approach, no less effective in bringing her release. She grabbed his head, wrapped her fingers in his hair, pulling him tightly against her. As her climax hit she tried to hold back her screams.

“Jesus…yes! Don’t stop!”

Tyler moaned into the phone. “That’s it, sweetheart. Ride it out, let him do it…ah!”

She finally relaxed on the bed and Thomas lay next to her, cuddling her in his arms. “How was that?” he asked Tyler.

Tyler sounded out of breath. “Wonderful. Simply wonderful.”

Thomas reached for the phone. “I think we’re ready to go to sleep now. Love you.”

“Love you both.”

“Love you too, Tyler,” Nevvie said. “Go lock the front door.”

“Damn! Right, as soon as I hang up. Talk to you in the morning.”

Thomas ended the call and put the phone on the bedside table. She felt his stiff shaft rubbing her leg.

“You don’t really want to go to sleep yet, do you?” She stroked him, feeling his cock twitch against her palm.

He grinned. “Hell no. Roll over.”

She did, assuming his favorite position—on her knees, ass in the air, head resting on her forearms.

Thomas kissed her cheeks, stroking them, then spread her legs further. “You are so beautiful.” He rubbed his cock up and down her damp folds. He pushed deep, and when he bottomed out he folded his body over hers and slowly thrust. He couldn’t fuck her as hard or fast this way for fear of hurting her, but he went deep.

“You want to try to come again, sugar?”

Nevvie wiggled her hips. “I don’t think I can. That’s okay. I want to hear you come.”

He kissed her shoulders and gripped her hips as he took long, deep thrusts. “I want us to take a trip to the Keys, Nevvie. The three of us. We can rent a boat and go fishing, have a lot of fun.”

She looked over her shoulder. “You just want an excuse to get me naked on a boat.”

He smiled, giving a little extra push at the end of his stroke, making her gasp. “You better believe it. Tyler and I always wanted to go down there, never have made it. Talked about it a lot. The three of us alone on the water, able to have some fun.” He closed his eyes, his fingers tightening on her. She knew he was close and started thrusting with him, helping him. He moaned, “Jesus you’re so sexy,” and he took one more stroke, balls pressed into her flesh as he emptied inside her.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and rolled to his side, Nevvie nestled against him with his softening cock still embedded inside her. He kissed her shoulder, where Tyler’s love bite still showed on her skin. “He left a good one on you last night, didn’t he?”

She felt for the sheet, found it, pulled it over them. “I think he likes being in the middle.”

“I know he does. We should do that for him more often. We don’t do that enough.” He closed his eyes. “I love you, but I miss him.”

She patted his arm. “I miss him, too.”

As she fell asleep with the sound of Thomas’ breath in her ear she thought about Tyler, missing him and wishing he didn’t have to sleep alone.

They cleared up the permitting issues by late afternoon. After a call to Tyler to not hold dinner, they grabbed a meal on the road and made it home by ten. He waited up, hugging them.

While Thomas put the bike away, Nevvie undressed and climbed into bed, snuggling with Tyler.

“I missed you last night,” she said.

He kissed her and touched the mark on her shoulder. “I missed you both.” He chuckled. “I didn’t realize I’d got you that good.”

“You marked me well, Master.”

He groaned, and she smiled when she felt his cock spring to life.

“Torture. Absolute torture, love.”

“What?” Thomas walked into bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt.

“Little Miss Sinister Voice.”

“Ah.”

“You boys will have to play alone tonight. I’m sorry, I’m not feeling very perky.” Their code for, “I’ve got cramps.”

“Don’t apologize, sugar,” Thomas said, kneeling on the end of the bed. “Why don’t you let Master Tyler cuddle up to you while I take care of him?”

She shifted positions. “Gladly.”

Tyler rolled onto his back, nestled in her arms while Thomas bent between his legs.

She rested her cheek against his hair, her arms wrapped around him. She loved watching them play together. He tightly clung to her arms, closing his eyes and flexing his body while Thomas expertly went down on him, making Tyler writhe in pleasure.

“That’s it,” she whispered, watching Tyler’s cock disappear inside Tom’s lips. “Come for us, Tyler. We want to hear you come. How’s it feel having his mouth around that sweet cock of yours, baby?”

“Wonderful,” he gasped.

She worked her lips along his jaw, flicking her tongue against his neck, nipping his earlobe. With her lips pressed to his ear she softly breathed, “Come for me, Ty. Come for your angel.”

He moaned, bucking his hips, closing in on his climax until he finally made it, his fingers clamping around her arms as his whole body tensed from the feeling.

Nevvie waited until he relaxed in her arms to shift position. She looked to see Thomas still gently sucking him, finally releasing him with one last kiss on his balls.

“How was that, sugar?” he asked.

Tyler nodded, still recovering.

Thomas moved next to them, throwing an arm around Tyler. “Does that make up for last night, having to sleep alone?”

Tyler nodded, his eyes still closed.

Thomas kissed him then kissed Nevvie. “How’d that feel, being curled up in our baby girl’s arms like that?” She loved that Thomas was always so gentle with Tyler.

“Wonderful.” Tyler opened his eyes. “My turn.”

The men traded places, and Nevvie cuddled Thomas to her while Tyler repaid the favor. The men were so different in their styles. After a few minutes she knew Thomas was close and she wrapped her arms around him. “I want to hear my sweet master come for me,” she whispered.

It was more than enough to push him over the edge. Thomas’ body went rigid as he came, his face tight and hard as Tyler drew out the sensation. With a final cry he collapsed against her, moaning as Tyler took his time releasing him.

“God that was good!” Thomas gasped.

Tyler smiled, and once again the three of them curled together.

“We ready for sleep now, boys?”

Tyler and Thomas both kissed her. “I think so, sweet,” Tyler said. “Happy dreams.”

“No problems there.”