Monroe, Melody Snow - Brittany's Destiny [Pleasure, Montana 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “Pleasure sure has changed since I left.”

  “It’s doubled in size since then. While there are disadvantages, we’ve had a lot of new stores that have opened up.”

  “I’m glad we’re growing.”

  After he paid, he led her outside. “You ready for your surprise?”

  She’d been trying to figure out why he’d asked her to bring a bathing suit. “Absolutely.”

  When he turned into the Bozeman Hot Springs, she nearly squealed. “I thought this place burned down!”

  “I had thought so, too, but apparently it’s been rebuilt.”

  Besides the outdoor pools that claimed to be ninety-five degrees, there were nine indoor pools, each with varying temperatures.

  “According to the brochure,” Evan said, “they change the water five times a day. There are no chemicals since the hot springs provide the fresh water.”

  “Wow.”

  He tapped her on the butt. “There are the women’s changing rooms. Meet you out here.”

  She hadn’t believed she’d actually have to put on the suit. If she’d been convinced, she might not have brought the too-skimpy suit she’d worn when playing volleyball.

  After she changed, she went back to the main area to meet Evan. He was leaning against the wall, looking way too sexy. He had on board shorts. Wow! His chest and biceps were huge and his abs were rippled flat. What had her men been eating these last few years to get them in such good shape? They sure had grown into strong, virile men.

  He jogged toward her and grinned. “You look hot.”

  Once again, her face heated. The California men were used to women in tiny bathing suits. Compliments had been rare. “So do you.”

  He struck a pose and she laughed.

  “So, how hot do you like it?” he asked.

  She must have had a blank look on her face.

  “The water. How hot do you like the water?”

  Duh. “Medium hot to hot.”

  He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Since no one was around, she slipped her hands around his neck and pressed her chest into his. The skin-to-skin contact nearly did her in. Her damned pussy got wet from the way his tongue sensually captured hers.

  He leaned back. “Personally, I like it very hot, just like my woman.” His lips pressed lightly against hers and he hung on as if he were savoring the texture and taste of her lips. “Come on.”

  His woman? Or their woman? He hadn’t brought up the topic of ménage, but maybe they decided only one would pound that horse to death.

  The pools were labeled by temperature. Evan located one where the steam was rolling off the surface.

  “This one seems good. I like that we can be alone.” He turned her to face him and lightly ground his hips into hers.

  “I’m betting that steel rod in your pants is about to get a shock when it gets into the hot water.” She’d never been so flirtatious with any of the threesome before. Even with Brody, she didn’t talk dirty, but age had a way of emboldening her.

  He grinned. “Quite the opposite.” He cocked a brow, looking devilish.

  Uh-oh. She might be in trouble.

  The first toe dip nearly scorched her skin. Evan jumped right in and didn’t seem affected by the heat.

  He held open his arms. “Jump. I’ll catch you.”

  “It’s hot.”

  “You want me to git ya?” He walked toward the steps, his gaze intent on her.

  “No! I’m coming.”

  She met him on the steps and eased in. The hot water swirled around her and helped relax her muscles. Evan leaned back against the pool and drew her near. Cupping her rear, he lifted her up in the buoyant water. Except for the hum of the motor and the swirling of the water, it was silent in the large room.

  “It’s nice to finally be alone with you.” He squeezed her butt and kissed her. “I do like this suit.”

  “Thanks. I never thought I’d be needing it in the middle of winter.”

  “What I like best is how easy it is to get off.” With a quick pinch, the clasp in back disengaged.

  “Evan! Someone could come in. We can’t.” She wasn’t sure what he had planned, but having sex in a public place wasn’t what she had in mind.

  “Relax.”

  He slipped his hands to the front and cupped her breasts. His eyes closed and her breath caught in her throat at his gentle touch. She probably should protest, but my God, she loved what his thumbs did to her nipples. “Evan.” Her breath came out so faint she doubted he could hear her over the bubbles.

  He opened his eyes. “You like that.”

  She couldn’t deny it. “You know I do.” She’d been dying for a man’s touch ever since she’d been interrupted the last time she’d been with Sparks.

  Keeping one hand on her breast, he slid the other hand under her butt and pulled her forward. His cock was erect and hard.

  “See?”

  She laughed. “Won’t do you any good. We aren’t having sex in the pool.”

  “Maybe, but I bet I can get you hot and bothered.”

  “I’m already hot.”

  He nibbled her neck. “That you are.”

  When his left hand moved between their bodies, he slipped a finger in her pussy. She jerked at the thrill racing up her. “Oooh.”

  He dipped his head and drew her earlobe into his mouth and gently sucked. Swirls of carnal thoughts rushed through her. She touched his chest to feel his tight body.

  Evan reached out and pinched a nipple. Lust assaulted her. He clasped his hands around her waist and drew her near. The man’s hands roamed as if they had a will of their own. He played with her pussy, her rear, and her very needy nipples.

  She should walk out of the pool, but what he was doing to her was so intense that her body refused to move.

  “I want you, Brit.”

  She wanted him, too. “I know.”

  “You think about what Sparks said about sharing?”

  “I’m not ready.” Yes, you are.

  “All I’m asking, honey, is that you give us a try.”

  “I don’t think so.”

  “Give me one good reason why not.”

  She searched her mind. “For one, it’s not right, and two, my parents would kill me.” The excuse now sounded lame. She’d never discussed her parents’ thoughts on ménage lifestyles.

  He gathered her in his arms. His strength helped take the worry away. “They love you and want what’s best for you, don’t they?”

  She wasn’t so sure about the last part. “They can’t afford a scandal.”

  He leaned back and tilted her chin up. “Half the women in Pleasure have two husbands.”

  Was he talking about something with a future or a quick affair? She didn’t do affairs. “Half don’t.”

  He patted her butt. “Let’s cool down.”

  She didn’t know if he was talking about getting into a cooler pool or discussing something less controversial. He took her hand and escorted her to a different pool. This one was almost cold.

  “We’ll stay in this one for a few minutes, change, and then go pick up your car. I know you need to prepare for work tomorrow.”

  “I do.”

  Once she picked up her car, he stayed right behind her all the way to Pleasure. He was being a little overprotective in her mind, but she found it endearing.

  When she turned off to go to her cabin, she expected him to drive on by. Instead he followed her up to her place. Part of her wanted him to come in so they could continue where they left off in the pool, but the reasonable part of her brain told her to take it slow. The complication of sleeping with him might distract her at work.

  He walked her to the door, wrapped his arms around her waist, and leaned back. “I loved being with you today.”

  “Me, too. I can’t thank you enough for helping me pick this car, and for taking me to the hot springs.”

  The kiss was slow and passionate, turning her on to a point wher
e she almost caved.

  “Enjoy your last night of freedom.”

  With that, he left.

  When she got inside she believed the men were letting her set the speed of the relationship. She fell a little bit more in love with them.

  Chapter Nine

  Brittany was a little nervous starting work. It wasn’t that she doubted her nursing skills. It was being unsure of her ability to quickly find the needed items to treat the patients.

  Tanya Wilson, the PA, bustled in. “Good morning.” She had on a long, flowing skirt that had more colors than a hippie paint fest. Brittany guessed her to be in her early thirties.

  “Hi.”

  “We’ve only been in this new clinic a month. I’m afraid Doc Trumble isn’t very organized, so it’ll be our job to come up with a system that works for all of us.”

  Relief flowed through her. She loved to have everything at her fingertips. “Tell me how I can to help.”

  The rest of the day was a mix of taking care of patients and organizing the office. There was a nice flow to the place. Brittany did the initial assessment of the patient, then either treated the symptoms herself, or called in Tanya or Doc to handle the rest, depending on the situation.

  By the end of the day, she was exhausted, but happy things went well. Once her shift ended, she picked up some groceries and headed home. She’d expected either Evan or Sparks to call, but neither did. She told herself there had been an emergency and they were out doing their job.

  It wasn’t until her third day at work that Sparks called. “How are you holding up?”

  She loved hearing his voice. “Good, but I’m tired.”

  “You think you’d be up for a movie on Friday?”

  Having a relaxing evening was just what she needed. “Absolutely.”

  The next two days were fortunately rather uneventful. She had plenty of time to think about the weekend and being with Sparks.

  When he picked her up, he was dressed in a tight T-shirt and new-looking jeans. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Both he and Evan seemed to be waiting for a go signal from her.

  He returned her kiss with passion. “If we don’t stop, we might never get to the movies.”

  There would be time for exploring that option later. “Spoilsport.” She gave him one more kiss before he walked her to his car.

  At the movie theater they sat in the back away from the crowd. Throughout, he kept leaning over and kissing her neck. She playfully swatted his advances but he seemed determined to get her hot and overly stimulated. After the movie, she would have suggested they stop at Mountain View for dessert and coffee, but all she could think of was getting him into bed.

  When exactly she’d made her decision to dip her toe into relationship land, she didn’t know, but she was ready to explore her options, starting with Sparks.

  “You want to come back to my place?”

  “You’ve been thinking about what I like?”

  That’s all she’d been thinking about. “Yes, but I’m offering you coffee.”

  “That’s a start.” His smile told her he didn’t believe her.

  Once they arrived at the cabin, she got a little nervous. She didn’t know how to go about seducing a man. Hopefully, she’d start kissing him and he’d take it from there.

  To keep busy, she made coffee and brought it out to him on the sofa. She sat next to him and periodically drank from her cup while she studied him.

  She must have been daydreaming because he slipped the cup out of her hands and set it on the coffee table.

  “Brittany, I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for.”

  He did read minds. “I appreciate that, but ever since you brought up the concept of sharing, I can’t stop thinking about it.”

  He rubbed her arms as if he were trying to persuade her to make the right decision. “And?”

  “Just trying to picture it, that’s all.”

  “Well, maybe I can convince you.” His lips met hers, and once again the passion ignited every cell in her body.

  “I’m hot.”

  “Me, too.”

  “No, I mean I need to get out of some of these clothes.”

  “Well, let me help.” He lifted her up and set her on her feet.

  From his dreamy eyes, he was asking if he could get her naked. This would be the point of no return if she said yes. While she loved being with Evan, Sparks was the easier one to be with. He should be her first encounter.

  “It’s been a long time.”

  She’d only had two other relationships while in college. In the last three years, she’d been too busy.

  “I’ll be gentle.” He kept his gaze on her face as he unbuttoned her shirt.

  From the way his eyes darkened, he liked what he saw. Good thing she’d worn her sexiest bra. Sparks dragged a finger down her chest to her navel.

  “Can I take off your T-shirt?” It wasn’t fair that he only got to have the pleasure of seeing her naked.

  “Go for it.”

  He lifted his arms and she pulled the shirt off. Even though she’d seen his bare chest before, she’d never tire of those muscles. “You work out a lot.”

  “I try.”

  Slipping her shirt off her shoulders, he nibbled her neck. His warm breath cascaded over her collarbone and down the top of her breasts. Goose bumps rose. She lifted her chest, wanting to have his fingers on her tits. She reached back to unhook the bra when his fingers stopped her.

  “Let me. Pretend like you’re under my spell and need me to give you direction.”

  The idea fascinated her. The slow seduction drew her in. “Okay.”

  He unclasped the hook and pulled down the straps so that the bra hung by her nipples. “I can’t believe how beautiful you are.”

  She didn’t have to look down to see the bulge in his pants. She knew it had to be there from the sensuality in his voice. “So are you.” With a flick, he lowered the bra, and it dropped to the ground.

  “Would you be more comfortable in the bedroom?” Since she’d already decided to make love to him, they might as well stretch out.

  “In a moment. I want to study you first.” He lifted her chin with a finger. “I love how the light plays across your face. I can even see the hairs on your skin stand up.”

  “Maybe that’s because it’s cold in here.” Stupid comment. Here he was being romantic, and she had to be practical.

  In a flash, she was against his chest, absorbing his heat. He kissed the top of her head. “I never want you to be uncomfortable.”

  His sincerity made her chuckle. “Don’t worry. I’m tough.”

  She leaned back and popped the top of his jeans.

  “I don’t think we’re ready for that yet. Let me explore your luscious body first.”

  “I want to do the same thing.”

  “Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance. I’ve been dreaming about this moment for longer than you have, I bet.”

  Not wanting to say something inappropriate, she pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him with all of the desire bubbling to get out. Their tongues touched and sparks flew. When she ran her hands over his ass, she pulled him to her, needing the contact as well as the assurance he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

  Not breaking the kiss, he walked her backward to the far side of the house and right into her bedroom. He picked her up and placed her on the bed.

  He groaned. “If I didn’t need to touch you so much, I’d ask you to find some candles and light them.” He flicked on the bedside lamp, which cast the room in a soft glow.

  This room was colder. She pulled down the comforter and scooted underneath. Opening her arms, Sparks crawled in beside her. The windows rattled from the impending storm, but that seemed to make it cozier inside.

  He glanced up for a moment. “Looks like we’re in for a bad one.”

  “Then I guess you’ll have to spend the night.”

  He grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.”<
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  She didn’t buy that for a moment. He must have known she was getting more needy every time he walked away.

  He kissed her again and pulled down her yoga pants. When his hand cupped her pussy, her body clenched in delightful spasms. He scooted to the end of the bed and removed her leggings. All that remained were her panties. He pulled open her thighs and positioned himself at the apex. “I can’t begin to tell you how much I’ve wanted to taste your sweet honey.”

  No one had ever said that to her, including Brody. When they were eighteen, their lovemaking was fast and furious, like him.

  Sparks’s mouth clamped down over the material and he sucked her through the silk. Her hands found their way to his head, and she ran her fingers over his short hair, loving the soft bristles against her palms.

  His fingers clasped the band on her panties. “I need to get rid of these.”

  “Yes.” She sounded desperate, not that she cared.

  The moment she lifted her hips, her panties disappeared. His thumbs pried her open and his tongue went to work, licking, sucking, and making her soar. He seemed intent on bringing her pleasure rather than satisfying his urges first.

  When he plunged two fingers into her pussy, her back arched. “Oh, Sparks.”

  That seemed to incite him more. He curled his fingers and rubbed her most sensitive spot. As suddenly as he began, he stopped his assault. He trailed his lips across her belly then captured a nipple in his mouth. Electric currents shot out from the tip.

  “I love these.” He stroked the sides of both breasts and feasted on one then the other.

  “I want to touch you, too.”

  “Be patient.”

  While he kept her breasts in a constant state of arousal, he slipped out of his jeans. When he’d taken off his boots, she had no idea. All she could pay attention to was his wonderful hands and sensual mouth and what he did to make her body sing.

  His face hovered over hers and his thick cock was poised to take her. She wanted to make love to him, too. “I want to lick your cock.”

  “I’m not sure I’d last. I want you so much.”

  His desperation and need lifted her higher. Instead of asking him again, she twisted a bit to the side and grabbed his thick shaft. “Uh-oh.”