Sharing their nanny, p.4
Sharing Their Nanny, page 4
“He is Lake’s friend. He’s the kid who’s having the Halloween party thing, and he is in his stage of growth where he doesn’t really have a filter. Most kids don’t. They merely say what they see. You know how it is.”
He sighed. “I … I don’t know how it is.” He sat back down at the kitchen counter.
“What do you mean?”
Max had never needed to be open with a woman, but Raine was different. “I think it’s safe to say that you know I’m a little different,” he said.
“You’re someone who likes things done a certain way. I get it.”
He glanced back toward where Lake and Dylan had gone. “I didn’t have a lot of friends in school. My idea of fun was reading books.”
“Ah, are you saying you were book smart from an early age?”
He shrugged. “Pretty much. I didn’t know how to play well with others. My mom … she … she didn’t know what to do with me. She put me through all these tests to see what was wrong with me, but she just couldn’t accept that she had a son who was happier in his own company than with anyone else. I think it was one of the reasons why she remarried, and not long after, Lake’s mother arrived.”
Raine stopped and placed a hand on top of his arm. “It must be hard for you.”
He didn’t know how to tell her that he had no feeling when it came to other people. How Dylan was the only one he cared about, and Lake, and her. He didn’t cry at his sister’s funeral, nor did he care about his own parents when they passed.
“It’s not,” he said.
“Excuse me?”
Max opened his mouth about to tell her that he was a cold man to the core, but Dylan chose that moment to stop him.
“We’re all cleaned up and ready to eat.”
Raine’s gaze moved from his to Dylan’s. She offered a smile again. The one that lifted his fucking soul. He had never known such beauty could exist.
“Uncle Max!” Lake’s arms went around him once again, and he had no choice but to hold her.
There was so much he wanted to say to Raine, but the moment had passed. Holding Lake’s hand, he walked her into the dining room, more than ready to have some food.
Dylan helped clear away the dishes as Max took Lake to tuck her into bed. His best friend was trying with his niece, and he couldn’t be prouder of him.
Raine kept avoiding looking into his eyes, not that he blamed her. After their morning hookup, life had invaded and there hadn’t been a way of drawing her back against him since.
With all the dishes piled next to the sink, she had nowhere to go.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his face against her neck. “You’re not avoiding me, are you?”
“No. Why would I be avoiding you?” she asked.
“You haven’t been in my arms since this morning.”
“Ah, so the real reason could be that you’re avoiding me? You both had to go somewhere else. Not me. I wasn’t the one distracted.”
He loved the little chuckle she released.
Kissing her neck, he spun her around, and Raine’s gaze went to the doorway. “Are you worried about getting caught?” he asked.
“I don’t know what you want from me. What this is? What … to do?”
“I’d say we’d start with me kissing you and seeing how you feel. Do you want me to kiss you?”
“What about Max?”
Dylan chuckled. “You can kiss him when he comes back.” He ran his hands down toward her ass, gripping the supple flesh and pulling her closer to him, so she had no doubt of his arousal for her. “Now, back to me. Do you want me to kiss you?”
She sank her teeth into her lip and nodded. That was all the permission he needed.
Sliding his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back and slammed his lips down on hers. Raine opened up for him immediately, and he plundered her mouth. Her moan went straight to his dick, making him hard.
He loved her ass and her tits. In fact, he just loved everything about her, and he knew without a doubt it was never going to stop.
“I leave you alone for a couple of minutes and you just can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you?” Max asked, coming into the room.
Dylan broke the kiss, smiling down at her. “What can I say? I can’t get enough of this woman.”
He spun her around so that she faced Max.
“Do you want to kiss her?”
“Only if she wants me to. Do you want me, Raine?”
“Yes.”
There was no hesitation, and Dylan witnessed the hunger in his friend’s gaze. It was very similar to his own.
Max closed the distance between them, and Dylan held her as his best friend ravished her mouth. She wrapped her arms around Max’s neck, pressing her body against him.
“This shouldn’t be happening,” Raine said as Max broke the kiss to move down her neck, sucking at her pulse.
“If I was to touch your pussy, would that tell me you didn’t want it?” Dylan asked.
To answer, she whimpered, just as he knew she would.
Raine was fire, and she needed to be taken in hand carefully. Not to scold her, but to warm her up from the inside out.
“How about we take this someplace we’re not going to be stumbled upon?” Max asked.
Max took Raine’s hand, and Dylan was more than happy to follow. He also got the chance to admire the roundness of her ass, and that was never going to be a problem for him.
They arrived at Max’s room. Dylan closed the door and leaned against it to watch as Max took Raine in his arms. His best friend was completely besotted with her. It was the first time he’d ever seen true, real emotion from his friend.
Max had always had trouble connecting with people. More often than not, people often viewed him as a robot, a scary robot, but one all the same.
Not him. He saw the man. His best friend.
Where everyone else was happy to leave him, Max had stayed. Max always stayed. He was so fucking loyal, and that was one of the many reasons why Dylan loved him.
He groaned as Max grabbed her shirt and tore it down the middle.
“Please tell me you didn’t make it,” Max said.
They had gotten used to Raine showing off all the clothes she made for herself. She loved to sew and it had helped to bring Lake out of her shell.
“No. I didn’t make this.”
“Thank fuck.” Max flicked the catch of her bra, and Raine tilted her head back, arching up against his touch, wanting him so badly.
“Do you have any idea what you fucking do to me?” Max asked.
Dylan had enough of just standing against the door. There was a lot more fun to be had joining in rather than watching. His dick needed some attention.
Going to his knees, Max turned Raine toward him so he could take care of the catch of her jeans, easing it down, and then taking them down her juicy thighs. He pulled them down until she had no choice but to step out of them. Next, he took care of her soaking wet panties. Cupping her between her thighs, he groaned.
“She’s so wet for us, Max.”
“Do you want to be fucked by us?” Max asked.
“Yes. Please, yes.”
Dylan loved to hear the sweet begging on her lips. It was the best sound in the world, but first, he wanted another taste of her. He pushed her legs apart and then, he pressed his face against her pussy. Sliding his tongue between her lips, he tasted her, and she tasted so fucking good.
The sounds coming from Raine’s mouth filled the room, and he fucking loved it. He stroked up the back of her legs, going to her ass and gripping the flesh tightly as he continued to lick her sweet cunt.
He wanted her to come in his mouth, hungry for it.
Max licked and sucked at her tits.
Dylan teased her pussy.
The pleasure was on every level, and even though in the back of her mind she screamed because they were her bosses and she shouldn’t be with them, there was no way she wanted it to stop.
It was the next level. Even better than she had ever imagined. So perfect.
“Does he feel good?” Max asked.
“Yes.”
“Then come for him.”
She gasped as her release began to spiral. As if her body was connected to his, and in some way, he held the key to her orgasm.
After a few strokes of her pussy, Raine came hard, crying out from the pleasure. She closed her eyes, completely taken over by the pleasure of his mouth, but even after she came down from that first peak, Max and Dylan weren’t done with her.
They had already taken care of her clothes, and Max eased her onto the bed, stepping back.
She didn’t know where to look as each man slowly started to remove their clothes. Piece by piece, revealing their bodies to her. They were both incredibly muscular, not that it was a shock, as on the tour of their home, they had each showed her the gym in the basement of the house.
Dylan was the first man to get naked, and he approached her with Max joining him not too far behind.
His cock stood out, long, thick, and hard, and she reached for him, running her fingers around his dick and wrapping them around his length.
He released a growl, gripping her hair and tilting her head to the side.
She gasped as he pulled her to her feet. “Don’t think.”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“In here, the rules don’t apply. We’re not your bosses. We’re your men.”
It was kind of scary how he knew what she was thinking. He slammed his lips down on hers, and all thought left her as she just focused on his kisses. On the feel of him against her. His shaft pulsed in her hand, and she couldn’t help but squeeze him, just a little.
She moaned for more, not wanting him to stop.
Max moved in close. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her back.
“Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me?” he asked.
She was starting to see what she did to both of them.
“Condom,” Dylan said. “There’s time for foreplay later, but I need to be inside her.”
Raine cried out as they moved her to the bed. Condoms appeared out of nowhere, and she watched as both men expertly rolled them onto their dicks.
This can’t be happening.
Can it?
Dylan moved between her thighs.
The tip of his cock spread the lips of her sex, bumping against her sensitive clit, and she cried out, opening up more for him. He took full advantage as he moved down to her entrance.
Staring into his eyes, she couldn’t look away as he slowly teased her with inch after inch sinking inside her. She cried out as he suddenly tensed up, and then he slammed the last couple of inches deep inside her, taking her by pleasurable surprise.
“Fuck!”
“Does she feel good?” Max asked.
“So fucking good.” He groaned.
He pulled out of her, and Max moved up beside her head. The tip of his dick was so close, and she wanted to taste him again. Removing the condom, she got closer to him and replaced the latex with her lips.
She heard him hiss, and as Dylan pounded inside her pussy, she couldn’t help the need spiraling through her. With each stroke inside her, she felt close to another orgasm, which had never happened to her before.
Hands covered her tits, but she was so focused on Max and giving him pleasure as Dylan took his.
His cock was so long. The feel of him inside her was so close to pleasure and pain, both sensations combined together, sending her near to the peak she didn’t know if she was ever going to recover from it.
They weren’t gentle.
Max found a steady pace, and she had no choice but to relax her throat as he fucked her mouth, going deep. There were a few times she thought she was going to choke on his length, but he guided her through every single inch of him.
Tears leaked from her eyes because of the pressure, but it felt so good.
“Oh, fuck, I’m not going to last,” Dylan said.
He slammed inside her, once, twice, and by the third time, she knew he was ready. He was embedded to the hilt, to the point she felt every single pulse of his release as he filled the condom.
Max pulled out of her mouth, and she gasped as he moved between her thighs. His hands went to her knees as Dylan eased out, collapsing beside her, but he wasn’t done with her as his hand slowly moved between her thighs, stroking across her sensitive clit.
“You’re going to come for us again,” he said.
Raine didn’t think it was possible, but as Max started to shallowly take her, with only the tip, Dylan teased her clit, drawing small circles with her nub.
Each time she tried to close her thighs, he was there, stopping her, making her stay open, and Max helped, using more of his cock to plunder inside her.
“It is so fucking hot seeing you stuffed with cock,” Dylan said.
She was so close to coming.
Glancing down at Max, she whimpered. He was so big, and he spread her open, fucking her.
Dylan didn’t stop until she came apart under his expert fingers, and then she realized Max had been going easy on her as he began to pound her harder than ever before, taking her to new heights and shocking her with the force, and she loved every single second of it.
Chapter Five
“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” Dylan asked.
Max took a quick glance up at his best friend, before getting back down to work. They had several membership requests for Ménage that he needed to get through. They’d been sitting on his desk for a few weeks, and seeing as he or Dylan had to accept them, he decided to get to it.
“I’m working.”
Dylan sighed and stepped into the office, closing the door. “They said you were hiding in here.”
“By they, I assume you mean our employees.”
“Okay, something is bothering you,” Dylan said, taking a seat. “What gives?”
“Nothing gives. We have businesses to run.”
“And we’ve got the woman of our dreams waiting for us at home. You’ve been … off since the other night, and don’t say you haven’t. I’ve noticed. Raine’s noticed. Seeing as you left first thing yesterday and haven’t talked to her all day. You were gone this morning.”
Max put down his pen and turned his attention to his friend. “Your point?”
Dylan pursed his lips. “What the fuck?”
“I have work to do.”
“I get the robot routine. I always have. I get it. It’s all part of your charm, but Raine is freaking out.”
This made Max tense. “Excuse me?”
“So that has your attention. You’re not pissed off at Raine for being with us.”
Max sat back.
“And now you’re frowning.”
“I’m not good at … everything else,” Max said.
“You’re not good at communicating, that’s for sure. What are you not good at now?” Dylan asked.
“Afterward.”
“So?”
Max stood and started to pace the floor of his office. It wasn’t a large space because he didn’t like to work in clutter. There were a few pieces of artwork on the walls, but again, nothing to distract him from actually working.
“You know I’m not good at being the kind of man women want or even need. I’m not built that way.”
“Hold on a second, you’re giving Raine the cold shoulder because you don’t know how to handle being a simple human being?”
“Now that you say it like that, it sounds wrong.”
“Because it is wrong,” Dylan said.
“It’s not supposed to be wrong. This is … this isn’t what I meant,” he said. “Raine is a beautiful, amazing woman.”
“I know this.”
“I don’t want to screw that up.”
Dylan ran a hand down his face. “And you think being a cold man who ignores her is going to achieve that?”
Max tapped his fingers against his thigh. “You’ve always dealt with the women … after.”
Silence fell in the room.
Seconds passed. Which turned into minutes.
Dylan burst out laughing. “Holy fucking shit, I can’t believe you are doing this to me.”
“Doing what to you?”
“Raine isn’t just some woman we got off on. She’s not suddenly going to turn her back on us and ignore us, Max.”
Max moved to the edge of his desk. “I know.”
“Then you need to get your ass home, and you need to talk to her.”
“I’ve got work to do.” The thought of going home and facing Raine terrified him, but he wasn’t a cowardly man. He was used to going after what he wanted. Raine was the woman he wanted, and having her tight cunt wrapped around his dick had been the best feeling in the world. Better than he ever thought possible.
Then like everything in his life, reality set in.
Raine was a woman full of passion. That he could understand. He spoke that language, but everything else in between, he was … not used to.
Emotions.
Feelings.
Saying the right thing. Knowing what his woman needed.
The women he and Dylan shared in the past hadn’t stuck around. They only wanted a bit of weekend fun. Raine was different.
To start, he cared about her. He wanted to see her soar. He craved all her smiles and took great pleasure in her laughter. There was no chance he ever wanted that to stop.
He knew deep in his heart that if he stuck around, he was going to hurt her. Saying the right thing didn’t come easy to him.
Dylan slapped the desk with his hands. “You’re scared of saying or doing the wrong thing. I get it. But you’ve got to know Raine isn’t like other women. She isn’t going to hate you.”
“I have work to do.” Working was easier than having this conversation.
Dylan lingered in the office for a couple more minutes before finally giving up and leaving with the appropriate door slamming.
He collapsed back in his chair, throwing his pen onto the tabletop.
“He’s a weirdo.”
“No one is going to want to be friends with him.”
“Can’t you just be normal?”
Max ran fingers through his hair and sat up.
