Pleasing Her Racy Doms [Racy Nights 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

That night, Evan and Thayer surprised Cherilyn while she was in the shower. She’d taken one that morning, but the muscles in her upper back were still tight even though she’d worked out before coming back to Thayer’s condo for dinner, and now she was standing under the water mainly to let the spray hit her trigger points.

The door opened and a naked Thayer and Evan stepped inside. Thayer squeezed shower gel into his palms and told her to face the wall. She was already so damn aroused simply because they both were in there with her, but when Thayer started to massage the exact spots that were tight in her back, she moaned and leaned against the wall, ready to give the two anything they wanted. Within minutes she finally felt the muscles relax.

Evan knelt in front of her and teased her pussy lips with his fingertips, brushing her clit every few seconds. She squirmed, and Thayer told her to stand still or else. She did her best to obey him. His hands moved down her back, massaging all her worries and cares into oblivion. When he reached her ass, he massaged her cheeks, and then he spread them and gently fingered her ass crack. As he did so, Evan’s stroking on her clit became more pronounced, and soon she was moaning and whimpering as they teased both openings.

As her climax built, Thayer slipped one finger into her anus and Evan slid two fingers into her pussy. He sucked her clit hard, and she exploded in a blinding orgasm that left her dizzy and trembling. They held her until the contractions stopped, and then Thayer told her to lean against the wall and bend over. She did as he asked, resting her hands on the built-in seat underneath them.

Evan played with her breasts while Thayer paddled her with the bath brush. The plastic stung a lot, but Cherilyn welcomed it. He didn’t give her as many swats as she’d had during their play in the last few days because her ass cheeks were still bruised. Because of that, his paddling hurt more than it normally would have, but it also aroused her. By the time he ordered her to sit down, her pussy was wet all over again.

Thayer knelt in front of her and kissed her, and then looked into her eyes with so much intensity she wished she could reach his thoughts. “I’m glad you’re here, Cherilyn. Thank you.”

“Thank you, Sir.” She didn’t know what else to say. When he stood, both men teased her lips with their cocks, and she didn’t hesitate to take them inside. They fucked her mouth gently, one at a time. They didn’t come this time, though. Instead they told her to stand up again and bend over the seat once more.

Thayer stepped out of the shower for a moment, and when he returned they each put on a condom. Then they took turns fucking her pussy from behind. The one not fucking her pussy massaged her breasts. She loved it when both of them touched her like this, and couldn’t imagine sex with just one man any more. This was so intense and emotional for her. She needed both of them with her at the same time. She craved their bodies and their combined touch.

By the time another climax had begun to build, the water had turned cool. Thayer turned it off and they stepped out of the shower. She thought they were going to his bed but instead Evan told her to lean against the bathroom counter. She did, and was treated to watching in the mirror while the men took turns again fucking her pussy from behind. The sight brought on her orgasm faster than she would have believed possible, but they still weren’t done.

“Don’t move,” said Thayer, leaving the room.

“What’s he getting?”

Evan grinned and gave each ass cheek a good hard smack with Thayer’s hairbrush. “You’ll find out. Ask me again and I’ll paddle your ass red with this hairbrush.”

“Yes, Sir.” She was tempted to ask again, but she soon found out what Thayer had left the room to retrieve when he walked back into the bathroom carrying her vibrator.

“Oh my God. What did you do? Go through my stuff?”

Evan smacked her ass cheeks with the hairbrush again, two times on each side. “Oh my God is right. And no, we did not go through your stuff. Thayer was rearranging his drawer space to give you more, and he spotted it by accident. We still can’t believe you brought it with you. Did you really think you’d need it?”

“I…it was in my nightstand drawer. I emptied the whole thing into a suitcase and just didn’t think about it.”

“Sure you didn’t.” Thayer’s grin was huge as he nodded. Evan gave her several more smacks with the hairbrush, and now it seriously hurt. She pushed away from the counter, but the guys were faster.

Thayer turned her around and lifted her onto the counter, facing them. “Spread your legs. And if you move, we’ll tie you up and paddle you with my brush until you call a safeword. Understood?”

He meant it. She could see it in his eyes. The idea of being forced to submit to a paddling with that damn hairbrush made her shiver with delight. She was very tempted to disobey him. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now put your palms on the countertop to brace yourself and do not try to get away from us again.”

It just about killed her to stay still as Thayer turned on her vibrator and placed it against her clit. She cried out and shook her head back and forth. Her arms and legs shook. He watched her face carefully, and Evan alternated between sucking her nipples and stroking the insides of her thighs, which only added to her exquisite torture.

The orgasm was more intense than anything she’d ever felt because it didn’t stop. Thayer wouldn’t let it. At one point he switched places with Evan, and that’s the only time she got a break for a few seconds because Evan brushed the vibrator over her pussy lips and anus before he placed it on her clit again.

She was shaking all over and sweating. Incomprehensible words tumbled out of her mouth. Finally, Evan turned it off, and picked her up in his arms. She relaxed into them like a rag doll. Her entire groin felt like it was still gently vibrating. When they carried to the bed and laid her on her back, there was no need to tell her to be still. She wasn’t going to try and move away from them. She wanted this to go on forever.

They took turns fucking her gently inside her sore and swollen pussy, and all she did was stare into their eyes and whisper how perfect they each were. She was theirs, body and soul, and she knew without a doubt that she had fallen hopelessly, helplessly head-over-heels in love with both men. By the time they each came, she was spent and limp. They held her in their arms and stroked her hair and back, and she drifted off to sleep.

The next two weeks passed by in a blur of incredible sex, staring at Evan and Thayer while she did her workouts, and the crazy chaos of working in the warehouse. She’d gone out with Gina and Olivia, and had ended up spilling the beans about Thayer and Evan. They’d gone to a bar in Lafayette where no one knew them, so Cherilyn had felt safe talking to them about the men.

Both told her how lucky she was, and the three laughed and screamed as Cherilyn recounted all the details of their play and fucking sessions. Gina wanted to know if either man had cousins hidden away that needed a sub to share, and Olivia asked if she’d consider loaning them to her for just one night.

When she told Thayer and Evan what the two women had said, they were obviously flattered, but they spanked her for telling all their secrets. She knew it had only been an excuse, but she loved it just the same.

There were no further incidents at the gym, and the three began to wonder aloud if Jay Nichols had simply given up. Cherilyn didn’t believe it though, and she doubted that Evan or Thayer did either. She was certain they were only saying it to make her feel better.

Because she’d gone out with Gina and Olivia on Friday, they took her back to Maddox’s club again on Saturday instead. Cherilyn felt more comfortable than she had the previous time, and it was obvious how happy they were about that when she told them. The guys told her they’d like to take her once a week at a minimum, and she agreed.

By the last Thursday in May, Evan had spent so much time at Thayer’s condo that Cherilyn had asked him as a joke whether he planned to move in as well. He’d given her a thoughtful look for so long that she thought she’d said the wrong thing. They still had no idea how she felt. She wasn’t about to tell them that she loved them and ruin all this. It simply never entered her consciousness that her feelings were returned, but then again she’d never asked. How could she?

Finally, Evan had simply kissed her, gently and with so much passion that she thought they were about to have sex without Thayer, which hadn’t yet happened, but then he’d gone back to his condo to get ready to go to gym. By the time Thayer came downstairs after taking a quick shower, Cherilyn wasn’t sure what to think.

The following day, Cherilyn had plans to go out again with Olivia and Gina. They’d decided that the bar in Lafayette would be fine until Luke’s Bar reopened. The air had been heavy all day, and thunderstorms had been predicted. Thayer and Evan ate a quick dinner with her, and it was clear something was on their minds.

“Want to tell me about it?” She picked up the dishes and walked over to the sink.

“What?” Evan’s voice betrayed his emotions.

Cherilyn turned to face them. “You both look like you’re about to jump out of your skin. Is it just the weather, or did something else happen?” Her pulse began to race.

“Nothing happened. I swear it.” Thayer was telling the truth. She could see it in his eyes.

“Then what’s bothering you two? Would you prefer I not go out? I don’t have to.”

“No, you should,” said Thayer. “Just be careful.”

“Of course.” Now she wasn’t so sure. “But why are you saying that? You’re kind of freaking me out.”

Thayer rose and pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair. “I don’t have a specific reason. I just don’t want anything to happen to you, that’s all. I’ve gotten used to having you around.”

“Yeah,” said Evan, coming up behind her to massage her neck. “So have I. I think we’re all just a bit leery of the weather, you know. It hasn’t even been a month since the tornado.”

That was it. She was sure of it. Everyone at work today had been talking about the forecast, speculating about how bad the storms might be. It was understandable that the possibility of severe weather would be on their minds. “Why don’t you guys go back to the gym for the evening? That would help pass the time.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” said Evan. “We have some paperwork to catch up on anyway.” Normally they let Dave or Greg Sanchez, their recruiter, take over management responsibilities when they weren’t there.

“There. You see? That’s what it is. You have work to catch up on, and that coupled with the weather is making you both edgy, that’s all.”

Thayer grinned at her. “You’ve solved all our problems, Cherilyn.”

“It’s what I do all day. Solve problems for people.”

As she pulled out of the driveway, she had an overwhelming urge to go back inside the condo and not leave it. She chided herself for giving into superstitious fear. Everything would be fine. Lafayette was less than thirty minutes away, and she wouldn’t be alone.

She pulled into the parking lot of The Black Sparrow in downtown West Lafayette as the first fat drops of rain began to fall. Soft thunder rumbled in the distance, but she saw no lightning. She checked the radar on her phone as she sprinted across the parking lot. No storms yet.

Olivia and Gina were waiting inside, and soon the three were enjoying their food and drinks, gossiping about everything from their coworkers to Bernie Crumb. Evan and Thayer each texted her once. Evan asked if she had arrived safely and Thayer asked her to text them both when she was coming home. She texted back to ask if everything was all right at the gym, and they both assured her that it was.

“They’re both so attentive,” said Gina. “So is it official? Are they your Doms and all that?”

Cherilyn shrugged. “We don’t really talk about it like that. It’s like I fell into the role of being their submissive without us really defining it that way.”

“Well, what do I know? Only what I hear people talk about, you know?”

Olivia popped a french fry into her mouth. “Harrison told me that Bernie Crumb calls Dean at the station at least twice a week to complain about Maddox’s club.”

“What?” Cherilyn laughed. “What’s there to complain about? It’s not like they’re outside on a public street flogging each other.”

“He’s an ass,” said Gina. “The man lives to make trouble for things he doesn’t understand or believe in.”

“How does he keep getting reelected?” Cherilyn shook her head.

Gina leaned forward and lowered her voice. “Money talks.”

“And bullshit walks,” said Olivia. “In pants two sizes too big because of his beer gut.”

As they laughed at her joke, Cherilyn glanced around the bar when a sudden shiver passed down her spine. The man sitting a few booths over caught her eye. He was watching them, carefully—too carefully. She tried to place him but couldn’t. Had he heard something they’d said about the club or Bernie? No. He was too far away, and the place was very noisy. They could barely hear each other at the same table. She’d even put her phone on vibrate because she couldn’t hear the ringtone for her texts anyway.

Cherilyn turned her attention back to the story Olivia was telling, but every few seconds she’d glance toward the man. He had a plate of nachos in front of him but it didn’t appear he’d touched them. He sipped a mug of beer and just stared at them. The expression on his face gave away nothing.

Cherilyn took out her phone and pretended to be checking e-mails while she nodded and made noncommittal remarks at Olivia’s story, but what she actually did was text Thayer and Evan and ask if they knew what Jay Nichols looked like.

It took a few minutes, but the question sparked texts from each man, asking why she wanted to know. She sent back a text to both of them and lied, saying he’d come up in conversation. She knew that would probably backfire because they’d be upset if they thought she’d said something about him to Olivia and Gina, but she could always say that Olivia had brought it up. Her brother was a cop, after all. And if that still upset them she’d just have to deal with the fallout.