Mill Creek Menage 1-3: BBW Menage Romance Box Set Page 11

  “It’s Julie’s turn.”

  She turned to Conner. “Truth or dare?”

  Julie’s mouth turned to parchment as soon as the words left her lips. He’d been sitting next to her for an hour. Stiff and rigid. All she could think about was how his weight would press her into the floor boards. How his ropey muscles would dig into her soft flesh. How he and Jake could send her flying.

  She ran her tongue over her lips, but it did nothing. Would he refuse to answer? Not say anything? Had she freaked him out?

  “Truth.” His voice cracked as the answer rushed out.

  Julie glanced at Jake. Was that a nod? Shit. She turned to Conner. “Have you ever had a threesome?”

  “Yes.”

  Her eyes went wide. Oh my God. “Who with?”

  “That’s two questions.”

  Shit. She never was good at this game. She scrunched up her face and turned toward the stove.

  “Jake. Truth or dare?” Conner’s question sailed over Julie’s hunched shoulders.

  “Dare.”

  “I dare you to tell Julie all about it.”

  Her mouth fell open. “What?” She glanced at Jake and then at Conner. “What is he talking about?” She swiveled back around. “Jake?”

  He shrugged. “I told you I’d been in a threesome.”

  She nodded. “Back when you worked at that restaurant.”

  “Mm-hmm. What I didn’t tell you was that it was with Wendy and her boyfriend.”

  Julie blinked. “Wendy? You mean Gwendolyn from the car dealership?”

  He nodded.

  “Who was she dating?”

  “Conner.”

  Julie’s brain misfired. “I’m sorry. I must have misheard. Who?”

  “You’re sitting next to him.”

  Julie whipped around. “You? You and Jake and Gwendolyn?” Her mouth opened and closed like a mime. Here she’d been daydreaming about Jake and Conner and all the things they could do to her and they’d done it before. With the woman known for handmade doilies and charity raffles.

  “Why?”

  Conner shrugged. “We were a lot younger then. Wendy was wild. It was her idea. But after…we broke up.”

  “You did?”

  Conner shifted on the floor and it tugged at Julie’s heart. He looked so vulnerable with an arm wrapped around his knees. “Yeah. She said she couldn’t look at me the same. Like she was embarrassed or something.”

  A lightbulb went off in Julie’s brain and she turned to Jake. “That’s why you’re so mad. You think I’ll be just like her. We’ll have some crazy night of sex and I’ll be too embarrassed to be with you!”

  He ran his hand over his sandy hair and his blue eyes clouded. “Way to make a guy feel better.”

  Julie shook her head. “I’d never be that way. Why would I be embarrassed over something that was my idea?”

  “It was Wendy’s idea, too.”

  “Well, I’m not her.” Julie couldn’t even count the ways they were different. She laughed out loud. “Can you imagine? All those doilies? What would I do with them?”

  Conner chuckled. “She has a point, Jake.”

  “It’ll mess it all up.”

  She pouted. “I think you’ve been doing a bang-up job of that already.”

  Jake frowned and the muscle in his jaw ticked. After a moment, he turned to Conner. “Truth or dare?”

  “Dare.”

  “I dare you to kiss her.”

  What? Julie turned to Jake. “What are you doing?”

  “Seeing if it bothers me. Finding out if it’s what you want.”

  She swallowed. “What if the answer’s yes?”

  Jake glanced up at the frosted-over window. “Looks like we’ll be here for a while. There’s plenty of time to figure it out.”

  Julie took a deep breath. This was insane. She’d brought up the idea back home. With showers and eyeliner and mood lighting. She pushed a clump of sweaty hair off her face and exhaled.

  But it was her chance. Now or never.

  She turned to Conner. “What do you say?”

  He smirked. “I didn’t think this dare had anything to do with talking.” He leaned forward and Julie’s heart threatened to beat right out of her chest.

  Oh my God. Jake pressed up against her naked back as Conner scooted closer. His hand ran over her knee. Higher and higher to stroke the inside of her thigh.

  Julie trembled and Conner reached out. His hand brushed her cheek as Jake caressed her leg and she closed her eyes.

  Conner’s lips melted into hers. Soft. Insistent. His stubble scratched her chin, his tongue thrust against her lips, and before she could breathe, he was all over her. Swirling his tongue around hers, twisting her hair in his grip.

  Damn, the man could kiss. As a moan bubbled up Julie’s throat, he pulled away.

  They parted with a wet smack and Julie sucked in a lungful of air. Holy moly.

  Conner leaned back and talked over her. “So? What do you think?”

  Jake stiffened. “I better bring my A game tomorrow.”

  Julie ran her fingertips over her lips. “Tomorrow?”

  “Mm-hmm.” Jake leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. “You’re exhausted. Let’s curl up and get some sleep. From the look of the storm, we’ve got more than tonight in this cabin.”

  Part of Julie wanted to protest. No, I want you right now! But Jake was right. If she closed her eyes, she’d be asleep in a minute. She turned to Conner.

  He smiled and a bolt of warmth shot through her. “Get some sleep. We aren’t going anywhere.”

  Julie nodded. She let Jake and Conner arrange all the sleeping bags and she slipped inside. Rest first. Pleasure second. A tremor echoed deep inside her and Julie sighed into the sleeping bag. Thank God for snowstorms.

  CHAPTER THREE

  JULIE BLINKED HER eyes open. Where the hell am I? Oh, right. She rolled over and her naked ass hit wood. Ugh. With a groan, she tugged the sleeping bag tight and sat up.

  “Hey, sleepyhead. Coffee?”

  She nodded and held out a hand. A mug touched her fingers and she took the handle. Thank God.

  Her back ached, her head was stuffed with cotton and if she didn’t know any better, she’d swear she’d set up a threesome with her boyfriend and his best friend. “Shit.”

  “Not good?”

  She blinked again and glanced up. Conner sat on the floor in nothing but jeans and a killer smile. His black hair stuck up in all directions and the dim light from the stove made his brown eyes seem black.

  Julie sipped the coffee and shook her head. “No. The coffee’s great. I just—I had the craziest dream.”

  “Yeah?”

  She bit her lip. “You won’t believe it.”

  “Try me.”

  “I propositioned you and Jake for a threesome.”

  He shrugged. “I thought it was more of a mutual thing.”

  Oh, no. She set the coffee on the floor. “That wasn’t a dream?”

  Conner took a sip from his own mug. “One hundred percent real. Completely out of left field, but real.”

  Oh my God. What had she been thinking? Was it the cold? Did it turn her into a crazy person? “You must think I’m a total slut.”

  He shook his head. “I think you’re brave. It’s not very often people admit what they want.”

  Julie picked up the mug and pulled the sleeping bag closer around her shoulders. A sip of the hot coffee gave her courage. “You’re not grossed out?”

  “No.”

  “You haven’t changed your mind?”

  “No.”

  She bit her lip. Wow. Of all the people. When she’d brought up the idea to Jake a while back, she hadn’t thought about the other guy. Conner? Never in her wildest dreams.

  He was so much more than she’d expected. Model sexy. Kind. Attitude-free. The way his left eye closed more than his right when he smiled? Adorable.

  The front door opened and a blast of icy air hit Julie’s cheek.
“Damn, it’s cold out there.” Jake stamped off the snow and rubbed his arms. “Oh, hey babe. How’d you sleep?” He toed off his shoes and stepped over before bending down for a kiss.

  “Like a rock. Have you two been up long?”

  “Long enough to know we’re totally snowed in. And it’s still coming down. There’s no way we’re getting out of here today.”

  Julie nodded. I’m stuck here with two men who want to get naked and roll around on the floor. This is the strangest backpacking trip ever.

  She brought her mug to her lips to hide the blush. “So what do you want to do?”

  Jake winked. “I’ve got a few ideas.”

  “Ooh. Julie, grab that marshmallow quick, before it falls off.” Conner held the stick out to Julie and she mashed the melted marshmallow into the smore.

  The ooey-gooey fluff melted over the edges of graham cracker and she held it out for him to bite. Mmm. He crunched into the cracker and the melting confection filled his mouth.

  Conner hadn’t had a smore in years. A blob of chocolate landed on his chin and Julie reached out. She wiped up the smear with her fingers before licking it into her mouth.

  Damn. He wanted her. All day he’d fought down the need. The heat. Ever since she’d opened up—told her secret to him and Jake—it was all he could think about.

  The only time he’d done it—years ago when he and Jake were inexperienced as shit—had been a night to remember. Now? With someone like Julie? Luscious curves. Full lips. Tongue made for licking. They could do it right.

  He snatched the rest of the smore out of her fingers and handed the stick over. After breakfast, they’d spent the rest of the day inside the tiny cabin. Laughing. Learning about each other. Having fun.

  Conner had forgotten all about the snow falling outside and the real world back home. A few hours without the trappings of life and the three of them had fallen into rhythm. One he could get used to.

  He exhaled and pushed the idea out of his head. It was a one-time thing. They’d get it on, Julie’d live out her fantasy for one night, it’d be over. End of story. He didn’t need to go complicating it with anything more than that.

  Conner wiped his hands on a towel and cleared his throat. “I’m gonna take a leak before it gets dark.”

  Julie grabbed his coat and tossed it to him. “That’s the only thing that sucks about not being a guy.”

  “What?”

  She pointed at his crotch. “Being able to pee standing up. You know how cold it gets when your naked ass is out in all that snow?”

  He laughed and shrugged the jacket on. “I’ll take your word for it. Be back in a minute.”

  Conner opened the front door and the icy wind battered his face. Damn. The snow still swirled all around and stung his eyes. He better make it quick.

  The whole time outside, Conner thought about how to bring up the elephant in the room. The threesome. Would he have to speak up? Would they just get to it after dinner? Play spin the bottle or strip poker?

  He opened the door and stamped inside. Whoa. That answers that question.

  In the minute or two he’d been out, Jake and Julie had switched gears. Gone were the gooey desserts, hello was the make-out session. Conner unzipped his jacket and laid it over a chair. Should he wait? Go over? Pretend he didn’t notice?

  Julie moaned and ran her hands up Jake’s sides. So sexy. Her ass shimmied as she found Jake’s skin and Conner wanted to step up behind her and stroke it. He couldn’t wait to run his hands over those round, juicy globes. Wrap his fingers around her hips and draw her back against him.

  He cleared his throat and Julie pulled back, breaking her kiss with Jake. She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “Cold feet?”

  Conner glanced down. “Only from the snow.”

  “Then come over here and warm them up. I don’t bite.” She grinned. “Unless you want me to.”

  Oh, boy. Was Jake still into it? He glanced up at his friend and the guy nodded. Guess that’s a yes.

  Conner slipped off his shoes and socks and made his way to the couple. Showtime. He stepped up behind Julie and all the doubts and nagging hesitation melted like the marshmallows in the fire.

  She was more than enough woman for both of them. As she stuck her ass out and wiggled, he knew she’d make his night.

  With a deep breath, he eased in close. Hands reaching out, touching hips. Julie rocked back and her ass grazed his dick. Damn. The bastard sprang to life in an instant. Rock hard and ready. Would she fuck him while Jake watched? Do them both together? He didn’t care as long as it meant everyone glimpsed heaven.

  Mmm. He nosed her blonde hair off her neck and kissed her pale skin. Higher and higher until he found her earlobe. With a smile, he licked, flicking the lobe back and forth until Julie reached one hand behind her and squeezed his ass.

  That’s it. Show me what you want. She bucked against him while he kissed her. Hands roving up and up. His fingers grazed her breasts and she shook. Fuck, yes.

  Jake took her shirt in his hands and as Conner let go, his friend pulled it off her body.

  Skin. Warm and silky. So much to kiss and stroke. He slipped his hands around her middle as Jake’s wound around her back.

  In perfect sync, Jake unsnapped her bra and Conner undid her pants. Julie gasped in surprise as Jake tugged her bra away and threw it on the floor.

  “Shh. Relax. Enjoy it.” Conner kissed her bare shoulder and slid his hands up to cup her breasts. So full. Heavy. He stroked each one as Jake bent down. His friend’s tongue darted out to lap at Julie’s nipples and Conner lifted her tits higher.

  Jake’s mouth slipped over her sensitive nubs and Conner added his fingers, flicking the nipple Jake just sucked, pinching the one he’d lick next. Julie shook between them and Conner smiled. So willing. So ready.

  Jake grabbed her jeans in two hands while he rolled one nipple around his tongue. Tug. Tug. The denim fabric fell to the floor and Julie’s underwear fell along with it.

  Conner couldn’t help himself. With that sexy bare ass only inches away, he had to touch it.

  Letting her breasts go, he slid to the floor. Damn. Round didn’t begin to describe it. Huge and ripe and ready for pounding. That was Julie’s backside. Conner ran his hands all over. Stroking the swell at the top, the curve at the bottom. Easing between her thighs to graze her mound.

  Wet already. His fingers toyed with her slit. Up and down in gentle little flicks. She reached for Jake—scrabbling to grab ahold of his head as she spread her legs. Yes, baby. Open up for me. As her swollen lips parted, Conner took advantage, swiping his fingers through her slick heat to find her clit.

  He stroked. Once. Twice. She trembled above him.

  “Oh my God. I can’t. I—”

  Conner pulled away as Jake chuckled. “Yes, you can. Lay down on the floor, Julie. Right there.” Jake guided her down as Conner tugged off his shirt.

  Her back hit the sleeping bag and Conner unbuttoned his jeans. No backing out now. Not when his dick strained against the fabric. With a yank, his jeans popped open and as he slid the denim down, his cock sprang free. It bobbed in the air and he caught Julie’s quick breath as she watched him.

  Her eyes widened and she glanced up at his face. Yeah, honey. I’m hung. The words were right there on the tip of his tongue, but he held back. Only smiled.

  He focused on her plump pout and wondered. Would she want to—?

  Before he could finish the thought, she was reaching for him. Conner stepped forward and her fingers wrapped around his shaft. He hissed and Jake let out a laugh.

  “Easy there, Jules. You don’t want him coming all over your face.”

  She glanced at Jake as he undressed. “I don’t know. Maybe I do.” With a smile, she stroked Conner, running her fingers up and down his shaft, pausing when he twitched, speeding up when he let out a moan.

  Damn.

  “Come here. I want to taste you.” She patted the sleeping bag and Conner complied, sinking to his knees
beside her head.

  Julie raised up and as she opened her mouth, Conner knew it wouldn’t be a just good night. It’d be fucking spectacular.

  Conner’s velvet tip slipped past her lips and Julie closed her eyes. She understood basic math. 1+1=2. But in the flesh, it was way, way more than that.

  Jake kneeled between her legs and as she sucked Conner’s cock deeper into her mouth, she reeled. There she was, stark naked, sprawled out on a sleeping bag in the middle of a blizzard with two hot men all over her.

  Her fantasy. Times a hundred. A thousand. So much better than she even imagined.

  Jake spread her knees apart. Wide. Exposed. She heard his grumble of appreciation and she reached up to drag Conner closer. Lower.

  “Damn, babe. I’ve never seen you like this.” Jake’s praise shot straight to her core and Julie moaned around Conner’s shaft.

  “Fuck. You keep talking like that and I’m not gonna last a minute. The way she groans around my dick…Christ.”

  Julie smiled around Conner’s thick shaft. One look at his package and she knew she had her work cut out for her. He might not be a long as Jake, but where her boyfriend was on the slender side, Conner’s cock was all heft and weight.

  She lapped along the underside, running her tongue wide and flat, up and down.

  “Jesus, woman.”

  As she added her hand, Jake leaned down. His tongue flicked between her slick folds and she groaned. Oh, yes. He licked again and she slipped on Conner’s shaft.

  “Mmm. A little hard to do both, isn’t it?” Conner reached down and slid his hand beneath her head. “Come here, let me help you.” She rolled onto her side and as he cradled her head in his lap, Jake, angled her legs.

  “Fucking perfect. Lay just like that.”

  With her head in Conner’s lap and her legs open in a clamshell, she was theirs. Jake gripped her thighs, holding her lower body taut as he breathed hot against her folds. He swooped down, kissing and nibbling and sucking her clit and she arched against him.

  Yes! Jake lapped again and again. Aggressive. Fast. She barreled toward an orgasm and it was all she could do to hold on. Hold back. Just as she whimpered, he pulled back.