If Katie had been serious about looking for guinea pigs, she’d come to the right place. Every firefighter and paramedic on C-shift thoroughly devoured the Jamaican patties she’d made in minutes flat and raved about them.
“Satisfied?” Kelly braced his hands on the counter behind him that separated the kitchen from the area they used for eating and gathering in front of the television in the firehouse common room. He crossed his once again booted feet at the ankles as he studied Katie.
Opening his eyes to find her headed toward him on the front lawn had been a shocker. What hadn’t been surprising was the instant stirring he’d felt in his dick at the sight of her. He’d never seen her jet-black hair down before. He’d suspected it was at least long enough to brush her slender shoulders, but hadn’t realized it would reach past them to flirt with the swells of her pert breasts. He’d never seen her lips unpainted by the crimson lipstick she usually wore either, but he saw today that they were a natural pale pink. They were smiling, too. So much so that her happiness was lighting her cobalt eyes.
She beamed that smile at him now and he felt the electrified effects of it zing through his system. “Immensely.”
“So, what’s this about?” Niko was leaning against the counter in much the same pose as Kelly.
Katie was standing a couple of feet away with her back to them, but turned at Niko’s question. Her bottom lip disappeared thoughtfully between her teeth, sending Kelly’s dick into a riot of hysterics as he imagined what it would feel like to have those lips locked around his shaft.
“I’m considering a proposal for Sophie.”
Sophie was the owner of Diamond’s Darts and Billiards where Katie worked as a cocktail waitress. Sophie was also the girlfriend of Darius Lane and Quintin Price, which was how Kelly and Niko had met Katie. Quintin had noticed Katie’s resemblance to the actress who played the NCIS character, Abby Sciuto, knew of Kelly’s fascination with movies that rivaled Tony DiNozzo’s from the show, and had suggested he and Niko stop by the bar some time and meet Katie.
One look at her and Kelly had been done for. Niko wasn’t too far behind him, although his best friend did have a hang up about pursuing a woman they had not only met in a bar, but one who worked in such an establishment.
Kelly couldn’t blame the man. Hell, he should’ve had the same hang up about it himself. They had met the last woman they had dated for an extended period of time in a bar and the ending had damn near been catastrophic. But, when he looked at Katie, he forgot all about where they had met her or what she did for a living. He saw only the woman he was flat out certain he and Niko had been looking for.
“What kind of proposal?”
Katie met his gaze, hesitated, and finally blurted, “Reopening the kitchen.”
Their conversation must have carried across the common room because Lane’s head popped up from his plate at that and Kelly noted Price was now paying attention, too.
Katie turned to look at Lane, but Kelly could still see her side profile. The expression on her angelic face was a mix of hope and excitement. “Do you think she would go for it?”
Lane lifted a shoulder and took another bite of his Jamaican thingy. “She’s bounced around the idea a time or ten in the past few months.”
“I think she’s about decided it’s more of a hassle than she wants to deal with,” Price added.
“Yeah.” Katie’s slender shoulders rose and fell in a quiet sigh. “But, what if she didn’t have to deal with the hassle? I mean, I know as the bar’s manager she’ll have to deal with a little of it. But, if she had someone…oh, say, like me…to run it for her, it would take a lot of the load off her mind.”
One of Lane’s brows winged up. “You want to cook at the bar?”
Katie shook her head. “Not just cook. I want to run the kitchen. I’ve, um, never done that before, but I can cook. What you’re eating now is just a sample of what I can do.”
Kelly studied her, wondering why she’d seemed to hesitate when she’d said she’d never run a kitchen before. It could’ve just been his imagination, but something about it had sounded like a lie.
“I think it’s a great idea,” Niko commented. “That is, if you can get Sophie to go for it. Seems to me like it would beat cocktail waitressing.”
Running the kitchen at Diamond’s wouldn’t take Katie out of the bar, but it would put her in the back away from the customers. If nothing else, it would ease Niko’s mind about getting involved with another woman they had met in a bar. Kelly knew that was why his buddy thought it was a great idea.
Not that he didn’t think it was, too—he only thought so for a different reason. Despite her little hesitation, she sounded confident, and the hope and excitement he’d noted on her face was in her tone, too.
Lane lifted a shoulder again as he shoved the last bite of his beef patty in his mouth. “Talk to her. What’s the worst she can say? No?”
“Will you take off your clothes for me?”
He held her gaze as he freed the button and zipper of his jeans and pushed them along with his briefs down his lean hips and strong legs in record time. And, okay, he apparently wasn’t still fully dressed. He’d obviously already taken off his shoes, because there was nothing to stop him from kicking the garments aside. The hem of his T-shirt was long enough to cover what she wanted to see most. Then she momentarily forgot all about his cock as he gathered the bottom of his shirt in his hands and pulled it up and over his head.
Muscles, taut and perfect and absolutely hormone rocking made her mouth water. She had to lick her lips to keep from drooling, saw his gaze drop to her mouth, and watched as the flames consumed his eyes.
“Do you know how long we’ve waited for this?”
“Oh, probably as long as I have considering the three of us met at the same time.” Which meant she wasn’t the only one who had been unable to stop fantasizing and wanting and needing. He and Niko had been, too.
Niko. Damn it. She’d managed to forget about him this time. Being with both of them had been so much easier in her fantasies. She looked at him, dropped her attention to his cock, and licked her lips as she met his gaze again. “In theory”—she put extra emphasis on that word—“I know how this whole ménage thing is supposed to play out. I’m not sure I’m ready for that.”
Just the thought of one man’s cock sinking into her ass while the other fucked her pussy made her light-headed. A part of her wanted it, though she’d never experienced such a sensation. She’d only had anal sex once, and that had been a very, very long time ago.
“Do you want one of us to leave the room?”
Niko’s question, spoken all too seriously and willingly, albeit reluctantly, nearly made her laugh before she thought better of it. There was no way in hell she would choose between them. Besides, she wanted both of them, just not in the full-penetration way yet.
Yet. Would this be her only time with them or would she get another chance to make the full-penetration thing happen?
The question sent a sliver of fear racing through her. She didn’t want this to be a one-night stand, but what if that was what they wanted?
Seeming to read her mind, Niko reached down and dragged the backs of his fingers across her cheek. “There will be plenty of time to experiment and work up to that when you’re ready.”
When the sense of relief washed away the fear, she realized she was in some serious trouble—the thoroughly, potentially devastating kind of trouble. The kind that could leave her heartbroken if she wasn’t careful.
Being with them tonight wasn’t being careful, but there was no way she was going to put a stop to it. “So, whose cock do I get to suck while the other one is inside me?”
Her blunt question made both men growl.
Niko tranced the outline of her lips with a fingertip. “It’ll be my dick going here first. Your sexy mouth has been driving me crazy and I can’t wait to feel your lips locked around my dick.”
“Well, when you put it that way…” Wow! She’d never felt so desired, so on fire, and so ready to suck a man’s cock in her life.
“Katie?” Kelly drew her attention to him. “Can I play while I fuck you?”
She knew exactly what he was asking without him having to spell it out. Could he play with her ass while he fucked her? Her gaze dropped to his cock on its own volition and whips of flaming heat slashed from her ass to her clit. Not wanting to deny him anything he asked, she swallowed hard and nodded.
“Do you have anything I can use for lubrication?”
She leaned over, pulled open the nightstand drawer, and found the bottle of lube she’d stashed there who knew how long ago. She checked the tube for an expiration date, found it was still good for several more months, and tossed it to him.
“Be careful with that. It’s been an incredibly long time.”
He held her gaze, the look in his eyes the most serious she’d seen yet. “Do you trust me?”
Katie gave him a smile. “Yes. I do.” She knew she could. She could trust both of these men with her body, her pleasure, and her life. Could she trust them with her heart? That was the potentially devastating question she wasn’t sure was ready to be answered yet.
He nodded once. “Then we’re good to go. Roll over so I can get to you, baby, while you suck Niko off.”
His erotic words sent sharp arrows of excitedly wicked heat shooting through her system as she obeyed. She positioned herself on her hands and knees, stuck her ass in the air, and locked her gaze on Niko’s cock.
“Looks like I’m the one about to get dessert.” The sound he made was both a chuckle and a growl as he moved closer to the side of the bed and put his cock a hair’s breadth from her mouth.
“Don’t worry. I’ll get my dessert after a while.”
“Mmm,” she purred, and met his gaze from beneath her lashes. “Promises, promises.”