Second Chance Summer: Menage Romance Novel (Midnight Cove Menage Book 1) (16 page)

It might have distracted him from the emptiness in his heart, but a bar would never satisfy him. Not like this. He only hoped Summer would see the same potential he did.

With quick smile over his shoulder, Blake unlocked the door. It swung open and he ushered her inside.

The sweet gasp of her breath caught somewhere between her mouth and her lungs.
Yes!
They’d done alright. Blake stepped to the side as she took it all in.

“What is this?”

Devin spoke up. “We’re hoping it’s your new studio. Eventually, a gallery.”

“A studio? Gallery?” Summer’s voice warbled and she walked up to an oversized easel ready for a canvas. “When did you do all this?”

“Yesterday.”

She turned. “In one day? How?”

Blake looked around. They had done a bang up job of it. Paints and canvases. Better lighting. Functioning sink. Places to paint and display. It was still a work in progress, but it was more than usable. “We were motivated.”

“I can tell.” Summer fingered a box of new oil paint tubes. “What about the bar?”

“It’s over. We sort of had it out with Ivy at Mandy’s wedding.”

“You did?”

Blake nodded. “Ian showed up and…Well, let’s just say they broke up. Security might have been involved.”

Summer snorted. “Ian had her escorted out by security?”

Devin grinned. “Yeah. I wish I’d taken a video.”

“We had other things on our mind.” Blake stepped forward. “Even if they hadn’t broken up, we’d have canceled the project, Summer. We don’t want a bar. We want an art studio. A gallery.” He reached out and touched her arm. “We want you.”

Summer didn’t know what to say. What to think. Where to look. They’d gone above and beyond even her wildest expectations.

First the shop and all her art. Then the studio space. Here she’d thought they were using her. Just a quick trip down memory lane. A hot fuck and a see you later.

It couldn’t be further from the truth. They loved her. Wanted a life with her. Everything she’d wanted all these years but denied. To her friends, her mother, even her own heart.

She reached up and tugged Blake to her. “I want you, too.” Devin stepped up behind her and she reached back for his hand. “Both of you.”

Blake’s lips touched first. Hot. Insistent. Almost desperate. Devin’s next. All she’d wanted but thought she’d lost. All she could have. Right there in the middle of what could be her studio. Her life.

A future.

She pulled back from Blake. “You’re sure? I can have a studio up here? A gallery, even?”

He nodded. “We’ve never wanted anything more.”

“Speak for yourself. I know what I want more.” Devin’s hands snaked around her hips. “Summer downstairs in a bed.”

Blake grinned. “He has a point. I do want that more than a studio space.”

Summer ran her tongue over her lips. “Maybe I do, too.”

H
ow they got
downstairs and into the apartment, Summer couldn’t say. It was all a blur of hands and lips. Tongues and teeth.

Each step down the stairs brought another caress. A closed door gave Blake time to lean in and nibble her ear. Run his hands up and down her skin.

They stumbled into Devin’s bedroom and she couldn’t think straight. Summer’d braced herself for a flight back to New York. An empty apartment. A barren life.

Instead, she was surrounded. Wrapped up in sturdy arms and tough legs. Men who wanted her in their bed and their life. She kicked off her shoes and Blake pulled his shirt over his head.

Devin shut the blinds and gone was Midnight Cove and the world outside. All that was left were the three of them. Summer couldn’t wait.

She reached for Blake and tugged at the button of his jeans. Nubby and coarse under her fingers, the denim resisted, but she yanked harder. Those jeans were coming off.

“Here. Let me help.”

She bit her lip as Blake took over, unbuttoning before sliding the zipper down. With the dim light filtering in around the blinds, Summer stared. His abs contracted as he shoved his jeans down. Muscles rippled.

Summer sucked in a breath as Devin slid up behind. His hands snaked up her bare legs and Summer struggled. Her eyelids fluttered and her lips fell open and Devin’s hands roved higher. Over hips and panties. Stomach and belly button. He cupped her breasts as Blake kicked off his clothes.

Damn
. One man in front of her. Built and sexy. Another behind her, driving her wild. Oh, how she’d missed this. Thought she’d never feel it again. Their bodies crushed against her. Thick cocks eager to fill her up. She reached out and Blake stepped up to her.

Yes.
Her hands raced over his tight muscles and smooth skin. Soaking up the heat and passion. The body she’d thought she’d never see again.

Blake and Devin loved her. Summer said it to herself over and over. An endless repeating loop inside her mind until Blake tugged her closer.

His hands snaked up her arms and Devin found the zipper on her dress. It opened in a whoosh and then it was gone, cascading down to the floor as fingers found the clasp to her bra.

Flick!
It opened and Devin’s hands inched it off her shoulders. The weight of her breasts finished the job. The black lace fell to the floor and Devin reached down to add her panties to the pile.

Thick fingers slid under the waistband, teasing and stroking. Summer shivered and Devin slid the simple black fabric down her body. Over wide hips, down her thighs. Until at last, they landed on the floor.

“You’re so beautiful, Summer.”

She blushed in the soft light as Blake leaned in. His lips brushed against hers and Devin stood up behind her. His shoes hit the ground with a thud and Blake drew her closer. His cock pressed into her belly, hard and eager and Summer’s core throbbed.

Devin’s clothes fell away and with every rustle and fall, Summer’s need grew. Gone were the trappings of life outside. What was proper. Respectable. Each shirt and sock and pair of boxers. Dress and panties. Everything gone.

They were just three people. A sea of naked flesh with an oversized bed and a whole mountain of anger and heartache to kiss away.

Blake broke their kiss and leaned over, sucking a nipple into his mouth. Gone were her thoughts in a whirlwind of lust and need.

She arched and gasped and Devin was there, stroking her hips and ass. His hands roamed all over her curves, thick and powerful as Blake lapped at her nipple.
Oh!
Her core clenched and a shock of wetness spread across her thighs. She needed them. All over her. Inside her. Making her come.

Devin pressed close behind, snaking his hands around her body to cup her breasts. Blake’s tongue slipped over Devin’s fingers and the pair of them worked her breasts. Devin lifting and pinching and stroking her nipples. Blake sucking each one into his mouth and rolling the hard nubs around his tongue.

Summer gasped and shut her eyes. All she could do was hold on. Her fingers bumped over Blake’s short hair and he pulled back with a wet smack. “I’ll never get enough of you, Summer. Never.”

“That makes two of us.” Devin’s lips were hot on her ear.

She leaned into him as Blake slid down to the floor. Her grabbed one leg behind her knee and pulled it up.

“Wait! What—”

“Shh. Relax. Devin, hold her leg, keep her from falling.”

Devin grinned against her cheek and grabbed her leg, hoisting it up until he gripped her thigh tight. His other arm wrapped around her shoulder and he back peddled, taking the pair of them across the room to the wall. He leaned against it and the rumble in his throat sent a shiver through her body.

“She’s not going anywhere.”

Summer’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open as Blake dove in between her legs.

Fuck
. Devin’s arms held Summer in a vice and it took all of Blake self-control not to slam himself home. Her pussy shone in slick juices—already swollen and begging for his cock. But he wanted to wreck her. Draw every last orgasm out of Summer’s body until she collapsed. Exhausted and worn out and confident they loved her.

No doubts. No fear. No what ifs. He was going to prove his love to her all over that bedroom. Every way possible. Blake kissed his way down her raised leg. Inch by inch. A lick of his tongue. A press of his lips. With Devin holding her still.

Her whole pussy opened up to him. Swollen lips. Clit plump and needy nestled in its little hood.

Begging.

Blake licked, wide and slow, and Summer arched above him, raising her hands to grab on to Devin’s neck. Her arms wrapped around her other lover and Blake grinned. They fit together so well. He crept closer, spreading her wider, opening her body as he licked her harder.

Thrusting inside her slick channel, he fucked her with his tongue. The woman he and Devin thought they’d lost. The woman he wanted forever. She trembled and her muscles clenched around him.
Damn
. He could do this all night.

With slow, gentle strokes, Blake built into a steady rhythm that had Summer panting and shaking above him. She cried out in short tiny gasps as she bucked her hips and Devin gripped her harder. His fingers splayed against her thigh and as Blake picked up speed, Devin used his other hand to work her breasts.

Pinching and rolling a nipple between his fingers, Devin teased her until Summer cried out. She reached for Blake, begging with her fingers as she tore through his short hair. She scrabbled at him, tugging and pulling the cropped strands and massaging his head.

He’d never get tired of this. Of taking her over the edge with Devin behind her. Of making her come with his tongue and fingers. His cock. He growled into her heat, drawing her clit into his mouth and sucking. The motion sent her over, spiraling into an orgasm that shook her whole body.

Summer’s thighs trembled against him and her fingers jumped across his head, but he didn’t stop. Over and over he licked her, prolonging her orgasm and making her cry out.

“Please. I can’t—” She swayed and Devin released her leg. She fell against Blake, resting her head on his shoulder and forcing him away from her spasming pussy.

He loved it when she came apart. Wrecked and free. Uninhibited. The real Summer. The strong and beautiful woman who feared nothing and felt everything. The woman he wanted wrapped up in his and Devin’s arms all night. Every night.

The woman he’d almost lost twice. He smiled as he pressed up to stand. They’d never lose her again. She was theirs. Forever.

Blake glanced up at Devin and he couldn’t hide the swell of pride that filled him at the sight. Summer between them, reaching out to grip his thighs as Devin stroked her ass.

Fuck, yes.
This was better than anything. Devin ground against Summer, hoisting her hips up to rub his dick through her folds. Blake bit his cheek as he watched, his own cock hard and eager.

Over and over Devin stroked her with his solid shaft, coating himself in her juices, brushing her tender clit until she whimpered in need.

Blake reached down and brushed her hair off her neck. He bent to kiss her, tasting her sweat-tinged skin and smelling the faint sweetness of her perfume.
Mmm
. He licked her earlobe and she cried out, digging her nails into his hips and bucking her hips against Devin.

She wanted to be fucked. Needed it. Blake reached around to cup her face under the chin. Summer opened her eyes and looked up as he pulled her head down to his crotch. His cock bumped against her lips. “I know what you want. And you’ll get it. Right, Devin?”

Devin tugged her back again and Summer opened on a groan. Blake’s tip slipped past her plump lips and he forced his body still. Her tongue rolled over and around, lapping at his ridge, swirling around the crown.
God
. Blake reached down and collected her hair, pulling it off her face and holding it back as she took him deeper.

He looked up at Devin. “Fuck her. Hard. She needs it.”

Summer moaned her agreement around his shaft and Devin grinned. “My pleasure.” He pulled back and sunk into her in a single thrust—cutting through her wet heat until he’d buried himself to the hilt. Her body spasmed and even Blake felt it—her lips turned to jelly, her fingers bounced on his hips and an orgasm ripped through her.
Damn
.

Devin rocked her through her orgasm, pushing her down on Blake’s cock a bit further with every shake and tremble of her body.

When they were apart, Blake could forget these moments when time froze and the world stood still. Not now. Her lips clenched around him, holding his rigid cock inside her as she shook. He stroked her face and Devin thrust again.

A shiver ran through her, all the way to her fingertips that jerked against his skin. Every orgasm bared her soul—a moment of ecstasy that opened her up and exposed her secrets and made him fall harder. Deeper. Summer was theirs. In every way.

Summer reeled. An orgasm? From this? Devin rocked her against him, his cock slicing through her swollen folds to reach every part of her. Blake’s thick crown edging down her throat with every pass. She was surrounded and controlled and owned by their bodies.

But she wanted to fly.

As if reading her thoughts, Blake stepped back. His dick popped from her mouth with a smack and bounced in the air, still slick and shining from her spit. “Summer, I—”

She reached for his hands and he pulled her toward him. Devin let her go and—
oh!
The loss of his cock—so deep inside her—it sent shockwaves through her. She needed them both. Filling her up. Coming with her.

Blake led her to the bed and she climbed on after him, straddling his legs as he laid down. “You’re sure? You want this?”

Summer bit her lip and glanced up at Devin. He stood by his nightstand. Waiting.

After a moment, she nodded. “I’m sure.” She’d come twice and it wasn’t nearly enough. She needed them to drive her to exhaustion and beyond. To wring every last orgasm from her body until she collapsed.

Blake leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “Then you’ll have us. Both.” He guided her hips, easing her body down until his tip pressed at her entrance. Thick and wide and so unlike Devin. Summer lowered her body, one hand on Blake’s chest, one on his shoulder, and—
oh, yes!

His shaft stretched and filled her and he thrust up. The force cut off her breath and the pump of his hips had her reeling. The mattress dipped and Devin came up behind, knees straddling Blake’s legs and nestling in close.

Her two men. One below her, one behind her. About to send fireworks through her body. She tensed and Devin kissed her shoulder. “Relax, Summer. I’ll go slow.”

She nodded and a rush of warmth flowed down the crack of her ass. Liquid and slick, the lube slipped and dripped and Summer exhaled in anticipation. Devin kissed her again, lips soft and gentle on her bare skin as his fingers slid over the tight, puckered ring of her ass.

He circled, rubbing his fingers around and around.
Do it. Please.
Blake bucked up into her and Devin pressed. First one and then a second finger against her, harder and harder until they slipped inside. A ring of heat and almost-pain flared and she crushed against Blake.

His hands stroked her and his cock massaged her as he thrust inside her pussy slow and easy. With Blake below her, urging her on, stoking the fire, Summer relaxed.

Devin’s fingers slipped in and out. Pressing deeper, opening wider, turning the burn and the tension into pleasure. Need. Summer groaned. “Devin, I’m ready. Please.”

He smiled against her shoulder and kissed her again. “You’re sure?”

She groaned louder. “So sure. Fuck me.”

With a quick move, his fingers were gone and his cock was in their place—pressing against her opening, stretching and filling and—
Oh!
Summer grabbed onto Blake, wrapping her fingers around his arms as Devin took her. A wave of pleasure washed over her and his hips grazed her ass.

Blake stroked her skin and pulled her down, crushing her chest against his. Devin pulled up and wrapped his hands around her hips. With Blake’s strong body beneath her and Devin’s behind her, Summer was full and hot and so damn turned on, she couldn’t breathe.

She gasped against Blake’s chest. “Take me. Fuck me until you both come.”

Devin groaned behind her and pulled back, the sudden loss of his girth overwhelming her senses. She closed her eyes and he thrust for the first time, burying himself inside her. She’d never get over it.

How their bodies met, how Blake pulled her down and her nipples rubbed against his chest. How Devin stroked her hips and back with every thrust. How their lips melted into hers when they kissed.

Devin dug his fingers into her thighs, picking up the pace as he slid his cock in and out of her, filling her up and slamming her down into Blake. Again and again he took her, forcing himself deeper inside until the sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled her ears.

Summer moaned and tossed her head, unbridled and wild as she exposed her bare neck to Blake’s lips. He kissed her up and down, nipping her collarbone, shoulder, and neck. When he reached her jaw, she turned. He captured her mouth, forcing his tongue inside. Every part of her filled up. Taken.