Harmless Revenge: A Harmless World Novel (Harmless #11)

“Hmm,” was all she could say to him. Sean pulled back and smacked her pussy. She jerked, tightening her anal muscles around Randy’s cock.

“Fuck, do that again, Sean.”

He did and both Randy and Jaime moaned together. He did it once more and Jaime screamed in delight.

Sean positioned his cock and slowly worked it into her pussy. As he did, Randy felt the pressure build against his cock. With both of them in her, it was incredibly tight.

“Oh, God,” she said.

“Remember…” Sean didn’t finish. He groaned as he made his way all the way inside of her. “Remember…to…use your safe word if you need it.”

“She feels like fucking heaven, doesn’t she?” Randy asked. Sean opened his eyes and nodded.

They both started to rock in and out of her, working into a rhythm that worked for all of them. Sean dipped his head to tease her breasts with his mouth as Randy kissed her neck.

As their tempo increased, Sean lifted his head and kissed them both again. Randy reached around and stroked her clit.

“Come on, Jaime, come for me. We want to feel you come while we are inside of you.”

That was all it took. “Oh, Randy. Sean. Fuck.”

She jerked against them both as she came. But without even discussing it, they both kept moving, teasing her. They made her come again, and again, and again. She was chanting their names over and over by the time Sean thrust into her one last time. He leaned forward, kissing Randy as he came. When Sean recovered, he pulled out of Jaime, then moved her feet up to the counter.

“Ride him,” he said as he started massaging her clit.

“No, I can’t handle another one,” she said, her voice breathless.

Sean smacked her pussy. Her ass tightened on his cock again. Fuck, it was the most exquisite torture he’d ever felt. Sean smacked her sex again, but waited for Randy to say what needed to be said. He was in charge and Sean was still giving him the lead.

“You will ride me, Jaime, or we will make sure you get so fucking horny with no relief, you’ll do anything we ask.”

Sean leaned down and started to lick her as she lifted up and down on Randy. Again, she tightened around his cock and that was all it took.

“Oh, yeah, fuck,” Randy said, as he felt his orgasm approach. The flick of Sean’s tongue over his sac sent Randy up and over into his orgasm. As pleasure took over Randy’s every thought, Sean helped Jaime, taking her by the hips and guiding her up and down as she rode Randy through his orgasm. As Randy was crashing down from the high of his orgasm, Sean leaned down once more and took her clit into his mouth. Her last orgasm slammed through her, pulling a surprised scream that echoed off the walls of the bathroom.

Moments later, they made it into Sean’s bedroom, all of them collapsing onto the mattress. He had never been through anything so thrilling or exhausting. Jaime lay between them, just as they had made love just minutes earlier.

Randy kissed the back of her neck. “Thank you, Princess.”

Sean hummed and kissed her mouth. “Yes, that was amazing.” He then leaned forward to kiss Randy. That inclusion, the way he made sure they both felt part of the whole…that was the sweet side of Sean. As Sean pulled away, Randy saw the emotion, the need right there in Sean’s gaze. He tempted him on so many levels, but more importantly, just like it had always been with Jaime, the connection spoke to his soul.

Sean offered him a sleepy smile as he settled his head on the pillow beside Jaime. Damn, the man was getting to him again.

As Randy drifted off to sleep, he hoped that they had made another step forward, because he didn’t know if either he or Jaime would be able to take the step back.

Nineteen

By early afternoon, Sean was ready to give up. He couldn’t seem to get hold of Lassiter, and with Emma ignoring his phone calls, his worry increased with each hour. She was a tough little woman, but she had a lot of people who wanted to hurt her to get back at him. He should have never put her on the other island, but it was the best option at the time. She was living off the grid, well, as off the grid as she would go. No way anyone knew who she was—or so he thought.

One good thing about the situation was that Devon Stryker had given him use of his company’s private jet. It would make it much easier to steal Emma from the other island and bring her over.

He’d contact Crysta and Eli to see if they could check on her, but he knew it was a big time for the Ranch on the Big Island. It was the annual rodeo time that Kaheaku Ranch threw each year. Either one of them would jump to help, but with Crysta pregnant with their first child, Sean couldn’t bring himself to put her in danger.

He couldn’t go himself. First problem were the two people he could trust with just about everything else in his life: Randy and Jaime. They would want to know what was going on if he had to hop over to the Big Island. He would have to tell them, but he wanted Emma with him when that happened. The closer she was, the easier it was going to be to make both of them disappear if this entire plan blew up in their faces.

Second problem was he had a target on his back. True, he was relatively safe in his house, but if he went out in public with Emma, they would become targets. Her death would be punishment before he was killed.

Sean knew he needed help, and the only person he could trust was going to be a pain in the ass about it, and for good reason.