16
GRAYSON
I stared at Hawk, who was apparently ready to go hiking. “What are you wearing?”
He scowled at me. “That’s it! I’m not going.” He shot Kara a dirty look. “I told you this was a bad idea.”
She caught his hand. “Stop it. You’re fine.” She glared at me. “Isn’t he?”
The corner of my mouth quirked up. “Sure. Just never thought I’d see you in anything other than denim, white tees, and leather.”
Hawk flipped up his middle finger. “You saw me in my birthday suit the other night, and I didn’t hear you complaining.”
I sniggered. “But you weren’t wearing neon-pink shorts then, so I really had nothing to tease you about. Wait!”
I held my phone up and snapped a photo of Hawk’s outfit then quickly forwarded it to Hayden before Hawk could stop me.
He scowled as his phone beeped with an incoming message, and he turned it around so Kara and I could see the laughing emojis Hayden had sent him.
“Where did you even get those?” I wiped at my eyes quickly, trying to disguise my tears of laughter.
He shrugged. “I don’t know, actually. They might be Scythe’s.” He tugged at them, trying to pull them down over his muscled thighs. “Yeah, not happening. I’ll hike in jeans and fucking boots.”
I couldn’t help but think that might be a good idea. What I’d said to Kara about wearing clothes you were comfortable in went for men too. But ribbing him was too hard to resist. “Bring the shorts anyway!” I called loudly through his bedroom door. “If we get lost, they’ll be a beacon for helicopters to spot us!”
“I think I hate you more than I hate Chaos,” Hawk grumbled back through the door. “You both suck.”
I laughed beneath my breath, but his grumbling couldn’t kill my good mood. Too many things were going right this week, and I just wanted to bask in the glory of being happy. Facing what had happened to my wife and having my brother back in my life had settled some angry part of me that hadn’t been coping. Sleeping in Kara’s bed at night and smelling the soft scent of her hair was something I’d dreamed about for months, but now I got to actually have it. Knowing she had a baby in her belly, who could very well be mine, even if the odds probably were stacked against me, felt like a grounding I hadn’t knew I needed.
It wasn’t so much that the club felt like home.
But she did.
And building a world around her was easy.
I was well aware I was stupidly head over heels in love with her and that she hadn’t said it back, but I couldn’t help what I felt. It was too strong to keep inside, and I could see her falling a little more each day.
I didn’t need to rush her.
There was no finish line in this thing between her and me. I wasn’t going anywhere. If she could never say it back, then I would accept that. But I’d still be here. Loving her, until she told me she didn’t want it anymore.
With Hawk back in his regular clothes, I drove us toward the bluff. I was familiar with the many trails that snaked their way from the parking lot through the trees and along the edge of the coast.
We all got out, shouldering backpacks full of food and study supplies. I stood in front of the information board that directed to different walks, where they ended up, and highlighted each walk’s difficulty.
But there was one in particular I wanted to do, so I led the way, taking a track marked in yellow on the map, that led through the woods and out along a path with a tree-restricted view of the ocean. “It opens up farther down here,” I called back. “The view just gets better and better the further we go.”
After some gawking, and commenting on how calm the ocean was today, we fell into a comfortable silence, me setting an easy pace, the other two following single file along a well-worn trail.
Hawk spoke to Kara quietly from the back of the line, but I couldn’t make out his words. The trails were quiet with it being the middle of the week, and this being one of the harder, non-toddler-friendly routes. There’d been a small number of other cars in the parking lot, but we hadn’t seen another person since setting off. I knew from hiking these tracks regularly on my weekdays off, it would be unlikely for us to stumble upon anyone else. The crash of waves and the gentle roar of the breeze against the cliffs wrapped around me, calming my nervous system, clearing my head of anything but me and nature.
And Kara moaning.
I stopped and glanced back at them, eyebrows furrowing together. “You hurt?”
Kara was so pink I couldn’t tell if she was sunburned or blushing as she passed me. “I’m fine. Let’s keep going.”
But then Hawk smirked at me. “We should stop soon. Somewhere private. If you catch my drift.”
I gawked at him. “Out here?”
“Why not?”
“Do you ever just do it in a bed?” I grumbled, following him.
He glanced back over his shoulder with a grin. “Not if I can help it.”
I just shook my head and called ahead to Kara, who was now leading. “Take the trail to your right. It turns inland a bit, so you lose your view of the ocean, but it’s worth it. Trust me.”
Kara raised her arms above her head in a thumbs-up and followed the path I’d indicated.
A few minutes later, they both saw why I’d wanted to come this way.
A waterfall trickled from the rock face high above our heads before opening into a freshwater pool with sand at the edges and then a grassy embankment, perfect for picnics. If you followed the pool far enough, it eventually narrowed into a stream, finding its way downhill to the ocean below, but this pool was the real highlight of the walk.
“This is amazing,” Kara breathed, taking in the pretty sight.
Hawk interlaced his fingers at the back of his head and breathed deeply, catching his breath. His T-shirt was plastered to his back with sweat. “I didn’t even know this was here.”
“A lot of people don’t. But it gets busy on the weekend. Not so much during the week. As you can see.” We had the entire place to ourselves.
Hawk took off his shirt, tossing it to the grassy bank beside the backpacks we’d discarded. His boots followed, until he was barefoot at the edge of the natural pool. “My feet are killing me. This feels like bliss.” He dug his toes into the rocky sand, letting the gentle water sit around his ankles. The ragged hem of his jeans darkened with the water kissing it, but if Hawk noticed, he didn’t care.
Kara was still bright pink, flushed either from the unusually warm day, the exercise, or maybe a combo of Hawk mumbling dirty things behind her for the entire trek. Or it could have been the fact he was now standing shirtless at the edge of the water.
She busied herself, spreading the blanket out and pulling textbooks from her backpack, setting everything up to study.
But every time she bent over, I wanted to grab her ass. Press my lips to the pink of her skin and taste the salty sweat beading there. “Hot?”
She glanced up. “Very.”
“Want to swim?”
“I didn’t bring my suit. And it will suck to walk back in wet clothes.” She shuddered. “So much chafing.”
I laughed and pulled my shirt off. “So swim naked.”
She paused. “Uh. No. It’s the middle of the day, and anyone could come by at any minute.”
Hawk caught wind of our conversation and gave me a grin that was full of mischief. “Is Mr. Straighty One-eighty stepping outside his comfort zone?”
“I had a foursome in a sex club. Not sure how you thought that was in my comfort zone.”
Hawk shrugged. “You got a little inner kink beneath your doctor’s scrubs. You know you do.”
Didn’t everyone?
I didn’t think public sex was mine, but there was no denying that water looked good, and I was hot, sweaty, and maybe some part of me wanted to show Hawk that just because I was a doctor, didn’t mean I was uptight.
I could be spontaneous.
Hawk hollered from the water’s edge, “Take it off!”
I kicked off my sneakers and socks, and then gave Kara a wink before pushing my shorts and underwear off my legs.
This was a completely different experience than getting naked with them in a sex club, when alcohol had been flowing, the lights were dim, and the music was sultry. There was nowhere to hide here. It was the bright light of day, and there was a tiny voice in the back of my head reminding me random hikers could appear and catch my dick just swinging in the breeze.
But the water was so damn inviting, and I felt gross after walking for the last hour.
I strolled past Hawk, who chuckled at me, but I ignored him and waded into the water.
“How is it?” Hawk asked when I was hip-deep.
“Cold,” I admitted honestly. But it didn’t stop me from dunking my head under and enjoying the cool rush of water across my entire body.
“I’m in,” Hawk announced, unzipping his jeans and pulling them off, tossing them back toward Kara on the edge of the picnic blanket. “Get naked, Little Mouse. We’re swimming.”
She gaped at Hawk strolling into the water. “No way. It’ll be freezing.”
“It’s great.” He walked into the water, his back to her.
I sniggered because I got to see his expression, and he silently mouthed a string of cuss words, wincing at the less-than-pleasant water temperature.
After he was deep enough to dive, he slid beneath the water, and when he surfaced, he muttered to me, “Jesus fuck, does this thing run off a glacier?”
It was so not even close to that cold. He was such an exaggerator.
I flicked some water in Kara’s direction. “I’m naked with Hawk. Don’t let that be a thing. At least give me plausible deniability with the hope of a threesome.”
Hawk rolled onto his back and floated, zero fucks given about exposing himself. Kara eyed him, and then me. I could see the indecision on her face. She wanted to come in. But she kept darting little glances toward the trail, like a group of fifty tourists might appear at any moment, take their cameras out, and start snapping photos like she was the wildlife.
“Take your gear off so your underwear isn’t wet and then put my T-shirt on. I’ll hike back without one. No biggie.”
She frowned at me. “Your shirt will be like a second skin on me. And it’s white. It’ll be completely see-through when I get in the water.”
I winked at her suggestively. “I know.”
She laughed.
“You know, either way, as soon as we get out, we’re getting you naked too. You might as well get cool first.”
Hawk chuckled from his position deeper in the pool. “You know he’s right. You think I’m not getting inside you after staring at your ass the whole way here?”
She rolled her eyes and shrugged out of her T-shirt. Then those little shorts that barely covered her thighs. Her bra was next, and with a final glance at the trail, which was of course still completely empty because I really had been telling the truth when I’d said no one ever came down here during the week, especially at this time of year when only crazy people would swim, she lowered her panties.
Hawk let out an obnoxious catcall, but it was clear from the heat in his gaze that she had his whole attention. His gaze dropped low and then slowly glided back up, and when I turned back to her, I couldn’t help but do the same.
She was so much more beautiful than she realized, even more so just standing on the edge of the water, bare-ass naked, like some sort of water nymph.
“I don’t know about you,” I said to Hawk softly, unable to take my eyes off her. “But my dick is no longer interested in studying.”
“Mine neither. Fucking hell.” His words were a guttural groan of need that only intensified when Kara waded into the water and squealed as it hit the sensitive spot between her legs.
“Oh my God, it’s freezing! You two are horrible!”
But she dived beneath the water quickly, coming up spluttering and jumping up and down, trying to warm herself.
Her tits bounced, and it was all I could do not to reach beneath the water and stroke my cock.
She turned and ran back to where we’d left our things, the world’s shortest skinny-dip apparently over.
I didn’t even need to look at Hawk to know he was following her out of the water, predator stalking its prey, just like I was.
She stopped at the edge of the picnic blanket. “We have no towels.”
Hawk flopped down on the picnic blanket and fit his hands behind his head. “Come lie down here and I’ll lick the water off you.”
She frowned at him. “Not sure that would get me dry.”
Hawk opened one lazy eye. “If me licking you ever gets you dry, I’m clearly doing it wrong.”
“Sun’s warm,” I suggested more helpfully. “If we lie here long enough, we’ll air-dry.” I dropped down onto the opposite side of the blanket from Hawk, mirroring his position, and patted the spot in between us. “Room for three.”
She put her hands on her wide hips, only accentuating her curves, and reminding me how badly I wanted to get my hands on them. “If I get down there naked, things are going to happen.”
“I can behave,” I promised, though every part of me wanted to do anything but.
Hawk lifted his head. “I can’t.” His hand wrapped around his semi-erect cock and stroked it.
Her eyes flared, watching him jack off, then drifted to my erection. “You’re hard.”
“That’s what happens when you’re naked.” I couldn’t drag my gaze off her. Her nipples were tight buds, straining in my direction, just begging for my mouth.
She lowered herself so she was kneeling on the blanket between us. And then tentatively, watching like we might have some sort of negative reactions, she reached for both of us. Her fingers wrapped around Hawk’s dick at the same time she gripped mine.
Hawk and I let out groans of need and encouragement the moment she touched us.
Her hands slid up and down, working both of us in the same, torturously slow rhythm, getting us fully hard while she was all tits and belly rolls and thick thighs with her hair escaping the messy bun she’d tied it up in.
“Spread your thighs, Kara,” I instructed. “I want to see what’s between them.”
She rocked back, supporting her weight by digging her toes into the soft dirt beneath the blanket and creating a little groove there to give herself leverage.
Then she opened her legs, giving me just a tiny glimpse of her gleaming slit between the softness of her thighs.
“Such a fucking good girl,” Hawk muttered, gaze glued to the arousal shining over her clit and opening.
She let out a moan at his dirty praise, clearly turned on by being told what to do.
So I kept going. “Need your mouth, Kara.”
Without stopping her rhythm on Hawk, she lowered her mouth over my cock, bobbing her head low to take me all the way to the back of her throat. Her warm wetness encased me, and I was sure this was what heaven felt like. My fingers fell to her head, taking out her bun so I could stroke my fingers through the long lengths, scratching my nails gently over her scalp.
She moaned around my dick, so I kept going, massaging her head while she blew me and jacked Hawk off with her free hand.
After a while, I stopped her, and she looked up at me with huge eyes, her lips still wrapped around my dick. I groaned, “Suck him too.”
She switched, pumping me, blowing him. We took what she offered, until Hawk needed more control than he was getting lying flat on his back. He got to his knees, gripped the back of her head, and fucked her mouth in slow, gentle thrusts that had her quivering.
On her hands and knees, she pulled her mouth away from his erection and glanced over her shoulder at me. Her lips were swollen. Her eyes unfocused, but there was only lust and need and desire floating in the cloudy haze.
She didn’t need to say what she wanted. The desperation was written all over her face, and her pussy was dripping when I fit myself behind her.
I was already so hard, and she was already so wet that I slid inside her with no resistance, filling her and burying myself to the hilt in soft heat.
She moaned around Hawk’s cock, arching her back, angling her body so my thrusts hit her just right, each one jolting her forward so she took Hawk’s cock deeper and deeper until she was deep-throating him.
She stared up at him, and he praised her every step of the way, encouraging her, telling her she was beautiful. I added my own, telling her how good she felt, how turned on she got me, how I wanted her, needed her, loved her, until we were both showering her in the positive words I knew full well she’d never heard from her husband’s lips.
Somewhere along the way she’d lost the timid little mouse persona Hawk had first nicknamed her after. There was none of that here. She was a fucking goddess, taking two men, owning every minute of her pleasure and ours, no hiding her body from the sun or from us.
She took a breather from Hawk’s dick, and I pulled her upright, wrapping my arms around her from behind, and whispering in her ear, “Confidence looks good on you.”
She moaned, slipping her fingers between her thighs to rub her clit while I slowly pumped into her from the back. Hawk lowered his head to suck her nipples, alternating between them, licking and nipping at them, squeezing them between his fingers until her moans echoed around in the quiet air.
With her breathing turning into short pants of desperation, she pushed him back and devoured his cock again, blowing him fast and slamming back to meet me, encouraging the same pace.
I gripped her hips, fingers sinking into the softness there and rode her hard, thrusting fast, strong and powerful into her body. My abs flexed; my balls drew up.
But I refused to come until she had.
“I want you…” she moaned, pulling off Hawk’s cock to look back at me.
“You already have me, Kara. In every way.”
Hawk’s tone was as dry as ever when he sniggered. “She means in her ass, Gray.”
Oh.
My gaze met Kara’s, seeking her permission. Her cheeks were pink with embarrassment. But when I fit my finger to the small rear hole, she rocked back, moaning loudly, taking my finger like she’d just been waiting for the opportunity.
“Fucking hell,” I muttered, watching my dick and fingers fuck her all at once.
She shouted, shattering apart, spasming around my cock like a vise, her internal muscles gripping and releasing me while she moaned around Hawk’s cock. He came too, with a guttural groan, grabbing her hair and coming in her mouth while she swallowed him down.
I wanted her to come again. And again. Just so I could hear those sounds of pleasure fall from her lips and feel her body tremble beneath my fingers.
I pulled out, barely hanging on to my orgasm, and pressed the tip of my cock to her ass.
She gasped, her voice a sharp “Oh!” of need when I thrust inside her.
Hawk, his dick softening now he’d come, slid beneath her body while I filled her
She was so fucking tight I couldn’t move without coming. And I didn’t want it to be over.
From beneath her, Hawk sucked her nipples, her tits hanging in his face and just begging for his touch. But he didn’t stay there long, sliding farther down on his back so she was kneeling over his face, her legs either side of his head.
They were in the perfect sixty-nine position, just with the added addition of me fucking her from behind as well.
Hawk probably had a super attractive view of the underside of my balls, but he was fully concentrated on licking Kara’s clit and getting her to come again, rather than the fact I could teabag him in the eyeball with one wrong move.
The thought had me battling back a laugh.
It was a good distraction from the fact I needed to come. I let the thought of Hawk staring up at my ball sack distract me enough to fuck my girl the way she deserved. Slow. Purposefully. All attention on her.
I refused to come until her body shook again and her loud cries of pleasure scared birds away. Only then did I let myself fall over the edge with her, coming hard, thrusting in and out of her tight ass.
My head was still spinning when I pulled out, breathing hard.
Kara’s wobbly legs gave out, and she collapsed down on Hawk, her head resting on his thighs, her throbbing pussy still at his mouth.
I got up and went back to the water’s edge to clean up, watching Hawk lazily lick her, even though she’d already come twice and was too spent to even move off him.
When I flopped back on the blanket beside them, Kara sleepily rolled off Hawk and lay squished between us, too blissed out to care any longer about being naked in a public place.
“This is not teaching us anything we need for the GED exam.”
I twisted onto my stomach and kissed her mouth. “You’re smart enough for today.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Smart enough to get you to go down on me before I get dressed?”
Hawk and I both stared at her in shock, so unused to her just coming right out and asking for what she wanted.
And then shoved each other out of the way while she laughed at both of us trying to get back between her legs.