Chapter Twenty-Two

L ord Flynn, Earl of Larsson

"Are you ready?" Rex asked.

"I am." I clasped Eleanor's hips and stopped moving, her inner muscles hugging me tight. It was torture to remain still, but it would be well worth it. Rex slid the head of his cock inside my center, the thickness touching every nerve inside me. I had a hard time keeping myself from spunking.

I told Rex, "Tonight, you must act the stroke." He had shown reluctance earlier, and I feared he might balk. Thus far, he hadn't let his fears stop him from obtaining his bodily needs. "I trust you will fall into a natural rhythm."

I slipped my arm from around Eleanor and guided her hands back to the bed. The scar on her back looped around her hip, the end slightly puckered. She had been self-conscious of it, thus I resisted the need to trace it with my finger. I leaned over her torso, carefully balancing my weight on one arm. "Get ready for the ride of your life," I said.

Her throaty laugh answered my comment.

Rex began to set the rhythm with slow, sensual thrusts.

"Are you doing all right?" I asked Eleanor. I was forever cognizant of her needs and confirmed she was on board with everything we did. I had ulterior motives, wanting to convince her that our arrangement would work. Thus far, she seemed willing to try whatever I suggested.

"I have never been lovelier."

"How are you faring?" Rex gripped my hips, his cock filling me until I wasn't sure where he ended, and I began.

"Bloody perfect." If asked, I couldn't describe the sensations. It was as if I was being pleasured both inside and out. Since that fateful night at Oxford, I'd wondered what the outcome would have been had we gone a step further than we did. Would we have been lovers all this time, or would an affair have ruined our friendship?

"I echo that sentiment." Eleanor stared at me over her shoulder, her eyes shining with affection. I knew she loved me, but in what manner was up in the air. We had been friends far too long not to develop some affection for each other. She dropped her head between her arms as I played with her nipple.

Our position made it impossible to do what I wanted most, to kiss both of them. "Rex, I would like to change positions."

"If that is your wish." He withdrew from me, and I stood upright. Eleanor hadn't moved yet, and the sight of her glistening cunny lifted to my perusal almost did me in. She twisted her torso and settled her bottom on the mattress, affording me a different view of her lithe body.

I grabbed the slender dildo and the oil from where Rex left them on the side table, grinning at him. "Do you trust me?"

He shook his head, indecision marking his brow. "It is not about trust."

"I promise, you will enjoy it." I ached to return to our play but wanted to show him what I was experiencing. Eleanor placed her arm behind her head on the pillow, her half-lidded eyes watching us.

Rex still looked a bit skeptical yet eager at the same time. "I will have to take your word for it."

"Yes, you will. We promised no restrictions on our passions," Eleanor reminded us.

"You are right. I am curious to be sure, and it looks much less intimidating than that," he said, pointing to my erection.

Laughing, I moved behind him, my need great. "Kiss your wife while I prepare you. Tell me if you wish for me to stop, and I will."

"Thank you." He bent over Eleanor, his tongue dipping into her mouth. Resting my palm on his taut backside, I teased his center with my fingertip. I watched with pleasure as their kiss became more passionate. He dug his fingers into her hair, their tongues gliding in and out of each other's mouths. Low moans emanated from him, a good sign. I slid the dildo into his tightness, careful not to be too aggressive or move too fast.

Rex arched his back, the muscles of his legs quivering at my ministrations.

"How are you faring?" I didn't wish to hurt him. "This is supposed to be pleasurable.

"I am faring very well," Rex said, releasing Eleanor's mouth. I leaned in and caught his lips with mine, moving the dildo in and out with slow, measured strokes. My first time being buggered had been a mixture of pleasure and pain. I soon got used to it and discovered that it was nirvana.

Lifting my head, I caressed his cheek before lying back on the bed, my knees lifted and spread to accommodate Rex. Our eyes locked, passion smoldered in his stare. He leaned over me, his cock breaching my center once more. My own rested between us. Thus far, the night was everything I had anticipated and more. I reached behind him and began to move the dildo to match his thrusts.

"Here, let me help." Eleanor rolled off the bed, the nipples on her bare breasts delectable buds. With a sensual grin, she moved beside Rex and pushed my fingers aside to pleasure Rex with the dildo. "Tell me if I am hurting you," she said.

"You are not hurting me." Rex's lifted up to grip my cock, his thrusts becoming frantic. His usual control seemed to have left him. The pressure of his hand on my cock increased until I was ready to burst. There was no denying the special spark igniting between us.

"I told you it was very pleasurable," I teased. My breath came in pants, my cock ready to burst. "Once again, you failed to heed my advice."

"You're such a prat." Rex arched his neck, every tendon standing out. He spunked hard, his body convulsing inside mine from the force of his desire. I watched him fall onto the mattress beside me.

Depositing the dildo on the bedside table, Eleanor returned to the bed and replaced Rex's hand on my cock with her own. Her lovely breasts on display, she knelt on all fours to run her tongue up and down my shaft. She'd lost her inhibitions, and the sensual woman had taken over. I thumbed her nipple, the bud silky under my fingertip. Not to be forgotten, Rex began to lick and suck his way along my chest, his lazy smile full of satisfaction. My lovers bombarded me with their combined attention, my chest rising, begging for everything they had to give.

For years, I dreamed about what it would be like to be with both of them. Never had I anticipated it would be together. With a cry of my own, I allowed pleasure to overtake me. I gasped for air, my release bursting forth in intense vibrations. Being with them was like coming home.

Rex stretched out next to Eleanor, his naked body pale in the dim light. For most of our friendship, we were on the rowing team and performed the sport almost daily. It had sculpted his body and defined his lean muscles. Time had been kind to him.

Even with my body sated I couldn't wait to resume our play. Eleanor had given me one night, and I sensed it wouldn't be enough.

I rose from the bed, my feet becoming chilled on the wooden floor. With a yawn, I went to the washroom and cleaned myself. I couldn't recall a more satisfying night nor one so bittersweet. I returned to find my lovers just as I left them, sprawled on the bed without an ounce of modesty. I wondered how long that would last. Hopefully for the entire night.

Eleanor climbed off the bed to stand in front of me. Lifting onto her toes, she pressed a kiss to my mouth. "I will be right back."

I moved to the side of the bed near Rex and stared down at his sleeping face. Cloth in hand, I removed the condom and folded it into the material. My heart expanded with love for him, and I couldn't resist leaning down and brushing a kiss on his lips. He mumbled in his sleep and rolled to his side.

Content and very sleepy, I slipped inside the coverlet, my arm behind my head. Eleanor came back into the room. She eyed me and then Rex. I lifted an eyebrow in challenge, wishing to hold her in my arms. With an answering tilt of her head, she climbed into the middle of the bed. I lifted the covers, eager to have her curves molded to my side. She glided inside, all long limbs and sensuous woman. I looped my arm around her shoulders to snuggle her closer to me, her body warm and soft. The fragrance of roses and woman enticed me, even in my relaxed state. I longed to stay with them like this forever, but that wasn't possible. Obligation would be knocking at my door soon. I had my children to think about.

"Thank you for agreeing to this," I said, brushing my finger over her soft forearm.

"Thank you for suggesting it." She turned her head and kissed my chest, nestling deeper into the mattress. "I never knew coupling could be so satisfying."

Silence rained down on us. I was oddly awake and stroked her hair, her deep breathing speaking of sleep. Content, I closed my eyes and must have drifted off, rousing when a cramp gripped my leg. My eyes popped open and I turned my head to see Eleanor had rolled to Rex's side. He spooned her in his sleep, her fingers laced with his. The wedding ring on her finger visible.

Reality hit me in a wave. She'd gone to sleep in my arms, but a pull stronger than our mutual attraction drew her back to Rex. I sat on the side of the bed with my hands on my knees.

"Flynn," Rex said with a sleepy yawn.

I turned to look at him. Stretched out on the bed, the covers were pulled down to his hips, revealing his arousal. "I think it is time for round two. Shall we wake Eleanor for another tup?"

"Indeed, I think it an excellent idea." I might be moving on, but I still had the rest of the night to follow my desires. Tomorrow would come soon enough. For now, they were my lovers.

"I am awake." Eleanor stretched out, her nipples peaked and begging for my touch. In recent years, I'd never imagined she would be in my bed.

"Excellent." I smoothed a hand over her belly and met Rex's inquisitive look. Having the same idea, we smiled at each other. I leaned in, my mouth skimming along her jaw. His own was licking a path around her nipple, drawing it into his mouth. Eleanor sucked in a sharp breath, and I splayed my fingers, parting her damp curls. She was aroused, the musky scent of her body drawing me in. I kissed the underside of her jaw, moving my way up to her ear. She arched her neck, inviting my kisses. I wasn't sure what I wanted more, to explore her body and give her pleasure or sink deep into her pussy.

"I think Eleanor needs both of our attention." With a mischievous grin, he leaned in. He stroked her lips with his, his hair brushing mine. I could see the stubble on his jaw and the lust in his eyes. My fingertip on her nub increased in speed, making lazy circles around her ever-growing need.

Hips lifted, she accepted everything we gave her. With my eyes locked with Rex's, we both began to spread kisses along her shoulders, moving ever closer to her breasts. I licked my way around her areola, flicking it with my tongue before suckling her breasts. She wound her fingers through my hair, her soft sighs drawing me in. Rex had a similar agenda, his lips trailing a path down her hips to where I was pleasuring her. He seemed eager to replace my fingers with his mouth, and I wanted to give him the opportunity. As much as I wanted to sink my cock inside her or have him bugger me, something inside me wanted to heal their marriage first.

Rex spread her legs and knelt between them, his tongue snaking out and touching my finger where it still pleasured Eleanor. I removed my hand, and tilting her jaw in my direction, I skimmed my lips over hers. She opened her mouth, and I dipped my tongue inside. She tentatively touched it with her own. I cupped her jaw, continuing to sweep my tongue over hers until our lips connected in a dance older than time. I glanced down at Rex and saw his head bent, eyes closed as he pleasured his wife.

My envy for them both knew no bounds, and I was more intent on pleasuring Eleanor than anything else. Shame coursed through me at my selfishness. I wanted her to change her mind and allow me more than one night with both of them.

Eleanor tore her mouth from mine, to tilt her head back and scream. I continued to caress her breasts, ensuring she received the full extent of the pleasure we offered her. Rex righted himself and moved back to her side, his rigid cock resting against his belly. I wanted to reach for him. However, I had other plans.

I moved to where he abandoned her, kneeling between her legs and sheathing my cock with a condom. Pushing her thighs apart, I slid into her tight heat. Rex's heated regard met mine as her needy pussy gripped me. I reached for him, and our mouths met in a blaze of passion. My cock buried deep, I began to rock my hips, Eleanor falling into rhythm with me.

Rex's eyes flared an enticing green as her hand replaced his to stroke his length. I was very pleased to see her lack of restraint. For far too long, she had allowed herself lowered expectations because she was a woman. What I had told Nigel held true for me. I wanted to make sure she was pleased, and thus far, Rex and I had brought her pleasure. I began to pump faster into her willing body, my endurance at an end. I wrapped my hand over their combined ones, my weight resting on my forearm so I wouldn't crush Eleanor. Staring at Rex, I watched the euphoria pass over his face, the warmth of his seed spreading on my hand.

Satisfied he was fulfilled, I slipped my other forearm under Eleanor's shoulder. Our eyes locked, and the pace of my thrusts increased. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around my waist, her mouth parted. She never looked more beautiful, nor had I ever desired anyone as much as I desired her. I felt a hand on my back, Rex's fingers sliding between my arse and into my center. My endurance was at its end, and the second he sank his finger deep into my body, I lost every bit of self-control I had. My back bowstring tight, I shouted out my pleasure, my love for these two expanding my chest.

In the quiet that followed, I moved off Eleanor, and she lay panting in the middle of the bed, not even bothering to move. All three of us were in limbo, the sound of our breathing the only disruption in the room. While I enjoyed the night, it was an illusion. I had been looking for something in my life, and instead of looking forward, I looked backward.

There was no way to turn back time, and I'd been fooling myself long enough. Olivia's announcement that she was leaving had devastated me. I was a fickle man to push her away yet expect her to remain by my side. Neither one of us were getting any younger and I didn't wish to live alone without companionship. It was time to get sensible and propose to her