A Little Spooky (Small Town Lovers #7)

Luna 9

Bram was a slow-burn, sexy lover compared to Vince and Freddie, and I fell into his rhythm without having to think about it. His mouth on mine felt like fire, and I couldn’t get enough of his erotic kiss that made my toes curl. He stripped my panties away and ran his big hands over my ass while I laid on top of him, pressing his thick, long cock up against my soaking-wet pussy.

“Sit up,” he ordered. “I want to see that gorgeous body of yours straddling my hips.”

I followed his instructions, making sure his cock hit my clit at just the right angle, then I slid back and forth on all that yummy hardness.

He sucked in a breath. “What the fuck, Luna? You are fucking incredible.”

I chuckled. “You’re fucking incredible yourself.”

I moved up off his body, held his dick at just the right angle to my entrance, then slowly mounted him, feeling every inch of his delicious cock slide deep inside me. At first, I was a bit apprehensive due to its length, but I was able to take every rock-hard inch of him.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He ran his hands over my thighs, as I pumped him down to his base. A scorching-hot sensation raged through me, and I moaned a little too loud.

“What’s going on?” Freddie asked from up on the sofa. “Are we under attack again?”

“Not exactly,” I told him, as he gazed down at us.

A wide grin stretched his lips. “Holy shit! Really?”

“Really,” Bram said, never taking his eyes off me. “Go back to sleep. We’re not done here.”

“Well, I’m done sleeping. Mind if I watch?”

“That’s up to Luna,” Bram told him, as I continued to pump his cock, leaning forward on him now, bracing myself on his shoulders.

“It’s been one of my fantasies to have sex with all three of you at once, so no. I don’t mind at all.”

“In that case,” he said and, rolling off the sofa, walked over to the other side of us to get a better view of my ass while I fucked Bram. “Now this is what I’m talking about.” I felt his big hands on my ass. “Yeah, do him, love. Take him deep inside you.”

I slowly slid my pussy as far down on Bram’s shaft as I could while leaning forward, my nipples brushing on his ripped chest.

“This is way too dirty,” Bram said, right before he moaned.

“That’s it,” Freddie tells him. “Enjoy her tight pussy.” He spread my ass cheeks, and I felt his cock running along my ass. “Can you take us both?”

“I don’t know, but I’ve told you before how much I like anal sex.”

Bram snickered up at me. “You realize you just gave him a green light.”

“As long as there’s enough moisture, I’m willing to try.”

“Then let’s do this. I have a lubricated condom in my wallet,” Freddie said.

“I thought you were off sex.”

He smirked. “I was until I had sex with you. Then I decided to be prepared for whatever.”

“Oh, you bad boy,” I teased, anticipating what was about to happen.

He was gone and back faster than I thought possible. We heard him rolling the prophylactic over his thick cock.

We also heard a ghostly little snigger.

“Apparently, Matilda hasn’t quite left yet,” I said.

“Who hasn’t left yet?” Vince asked, as he rolled over and spotted us. “What the fuck?”

“Good morning,” Bram teased, as if this was the best thing ever.

“Care to join us?” I asked, as I lay on Bram’s chest now, waiting for my back-door lover.

“You have got to be kidding me,” Vince said, sitting up but holding onto his pillow.

“Not kidding at all,” I told him.

He ripped off his boxers, and his cock sprang free, already hard as fuck. I wanted it in my mouth, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him.

My pulse raced, and my temperature must have hit a critical stage. There was still a bit of a fire smoldering in the hearth, and all I wished for now was a cool breeze.

I pumped Bram a couple more times, but the last time, Freddie grabbed hold of my hips and helped me bear completely down on Bram. I felt the shudder surge through his body.

“You better get inside her like right now; I can’t take much more of this,” Bram said.

“Then stop, babe. Give him a break,” Vince said, and I knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to bring Bram right up to the edge, then stop to calm down, and start all over again. Vince would kill us all, for sure.

I pulled up on my knees and allowed him to fall out of me. For some reason, this prompted Vince to come over, and when he did, he pulled me off Bram, laid me back, and nestled his head between my legs. When his tongue entered me, I couldn’t help the high-pitched moan that escaped.

“That boy knows what he wants,” Bram said, while he rubbed his cock and lay on his side, leaning on his hand to watch.

Vince moaned and licked and flicked my clit until I was ready to come, and he stopped.

“Noooo,” I yelled. “You can’t do this to me.” I tried to rub myself, but they wouldn’t allow it. Both Vince and Freddie pinned my arms down. “This isn’t fair!”

More ghostly giggles.

“This isn’t funny, Matilda!” I yelled, but she just laughed louder as I struggled to get away.

“Calm down,” Freddie said, as he leaned over me. “This is for your own good, you know that. Vince told us about your fantasy. It’s time we made it come true.”

“Fine, but I want to come now. I’ll come again. I know I will.” I was so pumped up, I couldn’t handle the desperation raging through my body.

“Just relax. Let us make all your dreams come true… so to speak,” Vince said, then he chuckled.

“You guys are fuckers, you know that? Just plain fuckers,” I yelled, but I knew they were right.

Freddie went down on me first, flicked my clit with his tongue, then stopped and let Vince eat my pussy. They had different styles, but each of them knew how to drive me crazy.

Bram said, “Holy fucking shit, this is so hot!”

Then Freddie ate me, while Vince fingered me. It felt as though they’d done this before when I knew they hadn’t. All three guys were swearing and moaning right along with me as they took turns, and again, when I was close, when I could feel my body begin to shatter, they stopped. This time, I screamed, called them names, and swore, but they didn’t care.

When I felt Vince lick and suck me, while Bram fingered me, and Freddie pushed against my ass, I knew their next move.

A moment later, they picked me up and set me down on top of Bram. “Now, where were we? Oh yeah, you were sitting on my hips with my cock inside you.”

“And I was getting ready to fuck your ass,” Freddie said.

My breathing was ragged and coming fast, but I knew exactly how I wanted this to go.

“Vince,” I said, getting into position. “Get over here right now and let me suck you off.”

“Whatever you want, babe. I’m here to make you happy,” he said, but I could tell from the wide grin on his face, he was thrilled.

When Freddie entered my ass, I thought for sure it would hurt, but there wasn’t any pain at all. He took it slow and steady, and I about melted into Bram. When I took Vince down my throat, I knew this was perfect.

“That’s it, babe. We’ve got you. Nothing can ever hurt you,” Vince whispered, as he held my hair back, and Freddie and Bram found their own rhythm. I felt so much love from these three beautiful men, I wanted to cry.

FOR THE next few minutes, no one spoke. We just enjoyed something that shook us down to our very cores, and the greatest part about it was that we experienced this moment together. We were best friends and lovers, wickedly hot, deliciously dirty lovers, and even the ghosts approved.

Matilda giggled as the scent of roses bloomed over us, and we each exploded with a release that sent us screaming towards the moon and back.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

But this time, we knew where the noise was coming from… each of our hearts, exploding with love.

Corny, but oh so true.

VINCE HAD GIVEN Henrietta the key to Stoker House, so she didn’t have to wait outside for us. He told her to make herself at home and told her exactly where the playroom was located. We knew the evil ghost was gone now, and she’d be safe. We also knew that she needed time alone to be with her family.

I thought about her inside the house while we waited for Mayor Nibley to blow his whistle for us to start down Frog Street with our casket. I sat inside, like I promised, anticipating the race, imagining every move, every grunt from the guys, every shop we’d pass. If you want to win, you must see it. I knew Bram, Freddie and Vince had done the same a hundred times over.

“Phwwwwhht!”

And we were off.

The crowd cheered as we tore up the street, with only two other teams in front of us. Even with the added weight of me sitting inside the casket, we were still doing great.

“Come on! We’ve got this!” I yelled.

We had a different stance this time. Vince and Bram were on either side, while Freddie pushed from behind, a position he seemed to enjoy on a lot of levels.

“We can do this!” Freddie yelled over the roar of the crowd.

Almost everyone in town came out for the casket races. There were several different races for all ages, including kids under five and seniors over sixty. The races usually went on for at least four hours the night before Halloween. We had folks driving in from as far as Napa and Sweet Whiskey just to watch.

You could only participate if you lived in Cricket. They tried opening it up one year, and hardly anyone from Cricket raced, due to the folks in charge trying to be fair to the outsiders.

Then Mayor Nibley got involved and decided that our loyalty had to go to the good people of Cricket. That events board quit and was replaced by another board, all locals, who voted unanimously to take back the casket race, and any other event that had been opened to other folks who weren’t residents of Cricket.

Go us!

So, here we were… in it to win it!

We were suddenly passing the other team who didn’t have anyone inside their casket, and we were still faster.

“Yeah! Go! Push! We’ve got this!” I was practically screaming now. I could see the finish line. Could see Stoker House all lit up from the inside and from the lights we’d hung outside, on the trees and the fence surrounding the house. It looked so good.

We didn’t add any ghosts or anything scary on the outside because we were trying to get everyone to feel safe in Stoker House now, not scared.

“Yeah!” Vince yelled. “Push harder! Push faster!”

I nearly fell back inside the casket from the sudden jolt of speed. We were heading downhill now, and the guys had to be careful to keep their speed but didn’t lose control.

There were handles on both sides of the casket that both Bram and Vince held onto, and Freddie had a handle of his own in the back. When I turned to him, I could tell he was hardly pushing anymore. The momentum of the casket had taken over.

When we passed the team in front of us, I was both elated and concerned.

“You guys have it under control?” I yelled at Bram and Vince.

Bram nodded, but Vince didn’t look as secure. “Be ready to jump out if we tell you to, Luna! Don’t fucking hesitate. Okay?”

Fear gripped my thoughts, and my stomach churned.

“Got it,” I told him, without hesitating.

Then it happened.

We were only about a half-block away from Stoker House and that damn willow tree, and I spotted Freddie trying his best to hold this thing back, but he couldn’t do it.

And just like that, when I was about to jump out, I felt a hand on my shoulder and heard, “I have waited too long for love… and now I have found it. You are safe.”

Suddenly, we were passing the finish line, and as we did, the casket slowed and stopped at least three feet away from the Willow.

“We won! We won!” we yelled.

People surrounded us with well wishes as the guys and I hugged, jumped, and yelled!

I wanted to tell them… had to tell them about what I heard… about what happened.

I also wanted to celebrate, which I did, and when I let everything go and just enjoyed the moment, I spotted three shadows standing behind Henrietta up in the playroom window, which caused my heart to burst with love.

“Look,” I said to the guys, pointing. “Can you see what’s up in the playroom window?”

“I’ve been watching. It’s incredible. Is that real?” Vince asked. “Do you see the shadows behind her?”

“I do,” I said as tears rolled down my cheeks. “It’s so beautiful.”

“You mean you can see that?” Freddie asked. “I thought it was just wishful thinking on my part.”

“It’s real. We can all see it,” Bram said, while he looked up to the window. “Wait… let’s ask a few people what they see.”

We asked other folks, and all they saw was one woman… Henrietta. They couldn’t see the shadows behind her.

It totally freaked us out.

“You guys should know, when we started to lose control of the casket, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and Matilda spoke to me. She said, I have waited too long for love… and now I have found it. You are safe.”

“I heard it, too,” Freddie said.

“Me too,” Bram repeated.

Vince was too emotional to speak. He merely nodded.

“We did it!” I told them, holding out my arms. “We did it all!”

They surrounded me with their love, and I knew that from now on, no matter what happened, we not only had each other, but we also had a little help from some truly loving and friendly ghosts.

We pulled our casket up on the front lawn of Stoker House, grateful that we didn’t hit that damn tree. That Matilda had helped us, guiding us to the finish line.

Once that was done, Vince said, “Now, let’s collect our trophies! We so fucking deserve them!” We took off laughing as we ran up the street in what had to be the very best small town in the entire world!