Eighteen

With her arms wreathing his neck andher legs wrapped around his waist, Stone picked Stevie up again. This time, he followed her directions, making his way down a short hallway.

"Ignore the mess," she whispered.

Stone laughed. "What mess?" He was unable to see anything beyond her. Not because she blocked his view but because he was so focused on what he'd ached for all this time that he didn't see anything else.

He dropped her on the bed but didn't move with her this time. He wanted to look at her—really look at her—so he could gauge whether she was ready for this or if this was a momentary lapse in judgment. He did not want to wake up tomorrow and find that Stevie hated him all over again.

They were moving fast. The red flags in his brain warned him that this could backfire quickly. At the same time, he didn't care because, for the first time in years, he could breathe again. Walking away from it was no longer an option, which meant he had to shift gears to adjust for the speed at which they were moving.

She reached for the button on her jeans, but before she could free it, Stone smacked her hand away.

Her eyes glazed over, her lips parting on a soft moan. And that smile. Fuck, he'd missed that knowing smile.

"You still like it rough?"

"God, yes." She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together. "You still like to be rough?"

"Yeah."

She smiled. "Good. Because it's been a long, long time."

He wanted to ask how long, but he honestly didn't want to know the answer. Stone preferred to go on pretending that Stevie hadn't been with anyone for the past fifteen years. It wasn't true, but the thought of her with anyone else made him crazy.

"Take off the shirt first," he commanded, reaching for her foot so he could pull off the thick socks covering her feet.

Stevie stripped the cotton off slowly, clearly realizing that the pre-show was as powerful as the act. Stone looked his fill, admiring the soft body beneath. She wasn't as soft as she'd been at eighteen. Her muscles were more defined, proof that her job required physical labor. It was sexy as hell to watch her body flex and shift as she moved.

"Now, the jeans."

Her eyes remained locked with his as she unbuttoned them. She chewed on her lower lip as she slid the zipper down. His gaze followed her hands as she pushed the denim down her hips, then her legs. He didn't help, wanting her to do the work, giving her time to ensure this was what she wanted.

When she was left wearing only a pair of silky red panties, he thought he might need to sit down. She was the most beautiful thing he'd seen. And he wasn't merely talking about other women. Compared to the most glorious sunset or the highest peaks of the snow-tipped mountains, this woman's beauty made it all look like a cheap painting. She was God's greatest creation, of that he was certain.

Looking at her made him feel like he was twenty-one again and noticing her for the first time. He felt that same rush of adrenaline as he had back then. His skin tingled, and there was a fuzzy sound in his ears. The entire world faded away, leaving nothing but the two of them.

He was so distracted he didn't notice her move until she was on her knees, reaching for him.

She flattened her palms on his chest, and he grabbed her wrists. "Did I say you could touch?"

Another gasp, and her eyes dilated. She definitely wasn't afraid. She was turned on. It fueled the raging beast that wanted to dominate her.

He peeled her hands from his skin and shoved her back.

Her giggle was exquisite as she fell back and bounced on the mattress. He followed her down, coming over her, pinning her beneath his weight.

Stone hissed when her cool fingers glided up his back, her fingertips teasing a path along his skin.

"God, I missed you, Stevie," he whispered. "Missed you so goddamn much."

He crushed his mouth to hers, angling his head so he could deepen the kiss. She kissed him back with a passion that mirrored his own. It took tremendous effort to maintain control, to not give in to the driving hunger that urged him to slide into her heat and claim her the way he had so many times back then.

Stone broke the kiss, trailing his lips along the smooth line of her jaw. He wrangled her arms down, pinning them to the bed as he licked a path down her chest. He licked her nipple lightly, then sucked her into his mouth. He wasn't gentle, causing her to cry out as she arched her back.

"God, yes!" The rest of her words were a strangled mixture of vowels and consonants as he continued to worship her tits.

He couldn't stop, fueled by a primal need to feast for fear of spending the rest of his life hunting and never finding something as succulent as her.

Stone was aware of Nico coming into the room. His hunger intensified, multiplying tenfold. He'd only had the man once, but that had been all he'd needed to create a devastating addiction. The high he'd experienced that night was one he'd never been able to duplicate, and God knows he'd tried. Maybe not as hard as he could have since he'd never attempted to replicate the situation. Never with two people. Deep down, he'd known it would be futile. What the three of them had shared that night was impossible to replicate. Not with other people, anyway.

Forcing himself to slow down, Stone lifted his head and looked at Stevie's pleasure-ravaged face. Her eyes were bright, her lips pink and glossy, her smooth skin reddened by the stubble on his face. She was panting and humming.

And so goddamn beautiful, she stole his breath.

Stone shifted over, stretching out beside her, his legs hanging off the side of the bed.

He looked up at Nico. "Join us."

It wasn't quite a command, but not a request, either. Stevie all but broadcast her need for his dominance, but Stone hadn't detected the same in Nico yet. He didn't want to put an end to this before it started.

Stevie tilted her head, peering at Nico, where he stood in the doorway. He was shirtless and so goddamn gorgeous. The guy Stone remembered hadn't been as ripped as he was now. There was no telling what Stone would've done to him that night if he had been.

Nico moved to the end of the bed, his eyes blazing when Stone cupped Stevie's perky breast, teasing the nipple with his finger and thumb. Nico put one knee on the mattress, staring as though seeing a mostly naked woman for the first time. Based on the way Stevie had kissed Nico in the kitchen, Stone knew it wasn't their first time.

"When was the last time you two fucked?" Stone asked, being blunt and gauging their reactions.

Stevie gasped. "It's been a while. A couple of weeks ago. In my office."

Oh, hell.

"Before that, he fingered me in the shower," Stevie said, gasping when Stone pinched her nipple.

"She was taunting me." Nico smirked.

"Which time?"

His blue eyes blazed. "Probably both. That greedy pussy always needs attention."

That was new. And unexpected. And hotter than fuck. Nico's dirty mouth was going to add to the heat.

"What did she give in return after you fingered her?" Stone asked when Nico stretched out along Stevie's other side.

"Her wicked mouth. Around my dick."

"I would've loved to've seen that," Stone admitted, putting his fingers on Stevie's lower lip. "You suckin' his big cock between these pretty lips." He pushed his fingers into her mouth. "Suck."

She did, her tongue adding to the wet heat as she licked and laved his fingertips. It felt like she had her mouth wrapped around the head of his dick. Goddamn.

Stone pulled his fingers from her mouth and reached over. "Suck."

Nico's eyes flashed hot, and he opened his mouth, taking Stone's fingers inside. Just like in his memories, Nico stared at him, eager for another command.

Stone glanced at Stevie briefly. "Does he like it rough, too?"

"He wants to be dominated, yeah," she said, her eyes locked on Nico as he sucked Stone's fingers.

Stone met Nico's gaze. "By me?"

He pulled his fingers from Nico's mouth so he could answer. He received a nod.

"Tell me," Stone commanded, ensuring he kept his tone hard. It was obvious nothing less than forceful would suffice.

"Yes."

"Yes, what? You want me to dominate you?"

Nico's blue eyes flashed. "I want you to annihilate me."

Jesus fuck.

Stone growled, unable to contain the hunger. He moved with lightning speed, straddling Stevie's thighs and leaning over her so he could kiss Nico.

"Don't think I won't," he whispered.

"Do your worst," Nico hissed.

A memory from that night flashed in his head.

"You've never had a dick in your mouth."

Nico shook his head.

"Mine's gonna be the first."

It wasn't a question, but Stone was seeking permission to a degree. He would only give Nico what he was willing to take.

Nico held his stare and dared to provoke the beast. "Do your worst."

They were the same words Nico had taunted him with that night. They'd been unexpected but the perfect opening for what had transpired after.

Stone thrust his tongue into Nico's mouth, mimicking what he intended to do to him later. He wanted nothing more than to dominate a lover who could take anything he could dish out. With Stevie, he had to be careful. Back then, he'd pushed his own boundaries with her because he sensed she wanted it. And the more aggressive he was, the hotter she got. But there was always that niggling in his brain. A warning that he needed to be careful. He wanted to make it good for her, but he didn't want to hurt her.

With Nico … he didn't think that was going to be an issue.

Stevie's fingers teased the hair at Stone's nape, and he felt her watching them.

He reluctantly pulled back from Nico. "What do you say we make it about her tonight?"

Nico's eyes shifted to her. "That's a great idea."

Stone sat up, straddling Stevie's thighs. He cupped her tits, kneading the firm mounds with both hands, rubbing her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs. Her back arched, so he increased pressure until she whimpered.

"Too much?"

"No," she gasped.

He pinched a little harder.

She whimpered again, her lips parting. He tugged for a few more seconds and then released them, letting the blood flow return.

Stevie gasped, eyes wide.

Holding her stare, Stone tugged her panties down enough that he could slide his thumb between her smooth, bare lips.

"You're wet, baby."

She nodded.

"Does this pussy need some attention now?"

She nodded again.

"Good. Because my tongue needs a workout."

Stone shifted back until he could get off the bed, dragging her panties down her legs as he went. When he had them off, he tossed them onto the nightstand.

"Spread your legs."

She did, but not the way he meant, and based on the sparkle in her eyes, she knew that.

"You want that pussy spanked, don't you, baby?"

She gasped.

"Pull your knees back and wide. Let me see that pretty cunt."

Nico assisted, sliding his hand under her knee and pulling it back, spreading her open.

"Fuck me," he hummed. "Damn, baby. That's pretty."

Stone gripped her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed as he dropped to his knees. He inhaled her, eager to feast. Before he leaned in, he met Nico's gaze.

"You ready?"

He smirked. "I've been ready for fifteen years."

Stone grinned. "Me, too."

***

It was like that Madonna song.

Like a virgin.

Touched for the very first time.

Only she wasn't a virgin. And this wasn't the first time she'd been touched. Not even the first time they both had their hands on her. Yet, Stevie felt like she was experiencing arousal in its unfettered form. Raw and powerful, her entire body was one giant nerve center.

Lightning struck as soon as Stone's tongue glided over her clit.

She screamed. The explosion came from the inside, blowing out all the windows and walls of her existence. It was unexpected and brutally beautiful in its intensity.

"Jesus Christ." Nico's breath rasped against her lips. "Did you come, sweet girl?"

She whimpered, trying to shift her hips because Stone wasn't finished, but she was too sensitive. She tried to close her legs, but Nico's hand rested heavily on one knee, and Stone's hand was pressed firmly to the inside of her thigh, her pussy vulnerable to his sensual assault. As though Stone knew, his tongue went soft, wet heat dragging along her slit, pressing gently at her entrance before wandering back to caress her clit. Velvet-soft strokes gave her back some of her sanity, but she was still on edge, her body vibrating with the need for more.

Stevie curled her arm around Nico's neck and kissed him. He mirrored Stone's ministrations, his tongue lapping gently at her tongue, his lips so soft against hers.

"That's only the first of many," he promised.

She believed him. At the pace at which Stone was renewing the tension, his magic tongue stroking nerve endings she didn't know she had, Stevie figured the next would come very soon.

"Yes," she moaned softly, pulling her lips from Nico's so she could savor the exquisite thrust of Stone's finger as he slowly penetrated her. "More. I need you inside me."

Suddenly, Stone was on the bed again, lying beside her, his finger still filling her, pumping gently.

She reached for him, finding his mouth with hers, tasting herself on his lips. She didn't linger, reaching for Nico and urging him closer until they were hovering over her, swapping air, their tongues sparring. Watching as Nico tasted her on Stone's mouth … it sent a wave of heat crashing through her. They were beautiful like that. She'd never seen anything as hot as them kissing.

But her attention rocketed elsewhere when Nico's hand grazed along her thigh. Higher. A moment later, she felt him push his finger inside her, gliding against Stone's as they fingered her at the same time.

"That's a good girl," Stone crooned, taking a break from kissing Nico to peer down at her.

When he claimed Nico's mouth again, Stevie growled, arching her back, trying to stave off another release because it was too soon. She wanted this to last all night. At this rate, she would be obliterated before they fucked her. And she wanted that. It was a heady sensation to feel them inside her at the same time. She wanted them to fill her with their cocks.

At the same time.

Oh, God. And now that was all she could think about.

Stevie managed to wrangle herself under control by sheer force of will, but then they stopped kissing, and their mouths descended on her breasts. They latched onto her at the same time, their fingers still fucking her.

She came.

A whoosh of air escaped as her body tensed violently, her pussy clamping down on their fingers. That didn't stop them. They fought against the resistance, their mouths sucking harder, prolonging the orgasm until she thought she would shatter into dust particles and float off in the air.

"So sensitive," Stone said when he released her breast and kissed her chest. "So goddamn beautiful."

"Fuck me," she growled, not caring that she sounded desperate. "Both of you. Fuck me."

That got their attention.

"Have you ever had your ass fucked?" Stone asked, clearly as direct and curious as back then.

"No," she admitted. "But I want it."

Stone's smirk was devious. "One of these days. But not today, baby."

Nico and Stone shared a look before Nico said the most promising words. "But we can give you what you need."

Then, they both disappeared from the bed. She was still gasping for air as she watched them undress. Those yummy V's appeared as pants were discarded and more muscles were revealed. She vowed she would take a trip through that beautiful wonderland at some point. Maybe not tonight, but she would insist on having free rein to roam those delectable ridges and valleys.

Nico procured condoms while Stone returned to the bed.

"Put it on me," Stone ordered Nico. "But suck me first."

Not wanting to miss that, Stevie rolled toward Stone, propping her head on her hand so she could stare down his body as Nico leaned over him. His hands flattened on Stone's thighs and worked upward slowly.

"I watched y'all that night," Stevie mentioned.

Stone glanced at her. He started to speak but swallowed whatever he would've said with a soft rumble in his chest.

Nico had taken him to the root and was easing off slowly.

Stevie continued with her story. "I woke up while you were fingering his ass."

"Keep talkin'," Stone urged, his arm banding around her, his hand warm on her hip. "Tell me."

"Then I watched as you fucked him. Face to face."

Stone reached for Nico's hair, holding on while Nico bobbed up and down. "Fuck, you're good at that."

"I couldn't look away. Like now." Stevie gasped when Stone bucked his hips and buried his cock in Nico's throat. "It's so hot."

She remembered that encounter more than she remembered anything else. Watching Stone as he fucked Nico … it hadn't been solely physical. There'd been something else there. Something more. And after Stone left, she'd been pissed at him for Nico's sake, too, even while she'd existed on her hatred for both of them. Her heartache had disillusioned her, made her blame Nico for something he hadn't been responsible for.

"Don't make me come," Stone snapped, jerking Nico's head up. "Not yet."

There was a hint of satisfaction in Nico's expression as he rolled a condom on Stone and then himself. Before Stevie knew what was about to happen, she found herself trapped between them, Nico spooning behind her.

Stone fixed that by turning toward her. Nico pulled her with him so she was lying on top of him, her back to his chest. Then Stone was shifting and moving, attempting to get situated. Stevie planted her feet on the mattress, knees pointed outward, making room for Stone. There were too many knees to account for, but somehow, he made it work.

"Fuck," Nico hissed. "Oh, fuck yes."

Stone was stroking Nico's cock, his knuckles grazing her pussy as he did. He was watching his ministrations, his face contorted by pleasure. Beneath her, Nico's chest vibrated as he rumbled his pleasure.

Stevie felt the blunt head of Nico's cock against her entrance as Stone looked up. She held his gaze, relaxing as he guided Nico inside her.

Nico's fingers curled under her knees as he pulled her legs back, spreading her wide, trapping her arms in the process. She was pinned to him, her knees pulled back, his enormous cock tunneling in and out of her pussy.

God, he was big. He filled her exquisitely, her body stretching to accommodate his girth.

He shifted, pulling her, changing the angle, allowing him to fuck her deeper. Stevie was wracked by pleasure as she stared at Stone, willing him to join in. She wanted to feel both of them inside her.

Stone inched forward on his knees, stroking his cock before guiding it between her legs. Stevie held her breath when she felt him tease the head of his cock along her slit.

"You sure you can take both of us?"

Stevie wasn't sure of anything, but she didn't care. She needed this. "Yes. Fuck me."

His gaze swept over her, lingering between her legs as Nico continued to fuck her slowly. Finally, Stone pressed against her entrance, stretching her impossibly as he pushed inside, his cock sliding alongside Nico's.

"Oh, shit," Nico hissed at the same time Stevie said, "Oh, fuck!"

Stone's eyebrow rose, but he didn't stop. "Hurt?"

"A little," she admitted, even as her pussy gushed with excitement. It wasn't so much pain as a sense of being stretched beyond capacity. Her body gave way to the intrusion, accepting them both.

But it wasn't enough. "Fuck me. Please, Stone, just fuck me."

What she was asking for felt impossible. Especially as her body stretched to accommodate the girth of not one cock but two. Relief came instantly when Nico retreated, and Stone pushed in. They alternated, ramming their incredible cocks inside her, lighting her up from the inside. They kept that up for long minutes, keeping her filled, then they were both inside her at the same time again, stretching her more than she thought possible.

"Stay still," Stone finally said, the command barked at Nico.

Buried balls deep inside her, Nico stopped moving. Stone leaned forward, pushing in alongside him. He propped himself up on one hand beside Nico's head. His free hand began rubbing her clit as he pumped his hips, fucking into her, stroking Nico in the process.

"Oh, fuck," Nico growled, his voice guttural. "I'm gonna come."

That admission had Stevie skyrocketing toward release. Stone stroked her clit with his thumb and rocked into her. She watched his face, waiting for the moment of no return. When she saw it, she let go, succumbing to the sensation that ripped through her.

Stone grunted. Nico growled.

And together, they came as one.