Coming Clean by Inez Kelley

moment he felt her first tremor, Grant sank his teeth into the curve of her neck, sending the extra twinge of pain she loved so well.
    “Oh shit, Grant, don’t stop. Fuck, Cade, yes, now!”
    Cade didn’t make a sound. His eyes pinched tight and his mouth dropped open as his body quaked. One hand fisted the sheet, the other splayed wide along Vivi’s hip, as if he wouldn’t risk bruising her even in his climax.
    Frantic flutters from Vivi’s soft pussy were accentuated by the slower, forceful throb along the base of Cade’s cock. Grant trailed his fingers down the slick folds until he could stroke both through their peak. The connection between the three of them hit hard under his ribs. Sex had a unique feel. It was different from making love. This was something altogether different.
    Tonight was a night of discovery in more ways than one. Not only had he learned what Cade’s mouth tasted like, but how his body felt, how he liked to be stroked and caressed. He knew how Vivi looked writhing under Cade’s tongue, what his shaft felt like pulsing in release. Now Grant wanted to learn more. He wanted to give more. He had come to lines he thought were permanently drawn in his sexuality and kicked them aside with ease. Cade had taught him about receiving male pleasure. Now he wanted to give it.
    Technically, he supposed Cade and he were now lovers. Kisses and tastes had blended with touches and strokes on an erotic and intimate level, but it had been him taking and Cade giving. Maybe Cade was easing him into bisexual actions, like training wheels for sex. Maybe he needed them. He knew his way around the female body, but a man’s? That was new. Holding Cade’s hard cock in his hand, feeling his satin-like testicles, knowing it was his touch that made them react, was empowering. It was more than he’d ever imagined doing, and yet wasn’t enough either.
    Her chest heaving and gasping for breath, Vivi moved across Cade’s stomach, fusing her mouth with his, sharing sweet afterglow kisses. Grant pulled his hand away reluctantly, letting their bodies rest flush against each other. He eased to his side and propped on one elbow, watching them.
    Cade kissed her with a softness that didn’t come from casual encounters. A warm smile broke along his face and he dropped a light kiss on the tip of her nose. “Sweetheart, I’ve got to take care of this.”
    Vivi climbed from his lap, collapsing beside Grant. Cade tugged the spent condom off and tossed it in the trash on Grant’s side of the bed. The sheet twisted under his hip as he rolled to face them. Satisfaction had softened his face but growing anticipation glimmered in his eyes. He dropped a light kiss on Vivi’s shoulder.
    “I think we’re neglecting someone.”
    A wanton grin widened Vivi’s lips. “Oh, we can’t have that.”
    “I’m not feeling neglec—”
    Her fingers pressed to Grant’s mouth. “Hush, honey, you’re interrupting.” She turned to Cade and smiled. “Tag-team?”
    “Hell, yeah. You want top or bottom?”
    “Bottom. You take top.”
    “Yes, dear.” Cade chuckled. He climbed over Vivi’s stomach and pushed Grant flat to his back. His tongue thrust deep into Grant’s mouth as Vivi nibbled along his hip. A low growl worked from his throat as her tongue dipped to his inner thigh, skimming the edge of his balls.
    Cade kissed along his chin, down his neck and slid to his ear. A hot lick sent shivers down Grant’s spine, and Cade laughed. “Sorry. Forgot you’re ticklish.”
    Any response Grant might have made was lost as Vivi’s soft lips trailed along his shaft. Every inch of his skin sizzled with pleasure and his mind scattered. For one moment, Grant wasn’t sure where to put his hands. One gripped Cade’s back. The other buried itself in Vivi’s long hair. His thighs tensed as she did that humming thing he loved, the vibrations teasing along his cock like a million tiny feathers. A sharp nip on his right nipple forced his gasp and