Page 23 of Punk Rock Reflection
“I know,” Jessi replied. “But I didn’t want to give away too much personal information in case they made the connection. I’ve really been enjoying our privacy and the break from the paparazzi since we’ve been here.”
Angel slid his arm around Jessi’s waist and pulled her to him. “It was brilliant. I think we should even the score.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think you should take my name and become Jessi Blade-Garcia. This way the numbers will be even. And everyone will know you’re my wife as well.”
“Wait a minute.” Tommy pulled Jessi against him and possessively wrapped his arm around her midsection. “Then the Garcias will take the lead, and me and Lucas will be the only Blades in the house.”
“Not true,” Angel disagreed. “Jessi will have our combined last names, so three members of this family will carry the Blade surname, and three will carry the Garcia surname. It will be even.” He tugged on Jessi’s hand and pulled her into his arms. “What do you say, mi reina? My queen.”
Jessi sighed blissfully at the tug of war between her two husbands. She could go on like this all night, but she was thinking about Angel’s question. It wasn’t the first time Angel brought up taking his name since they had their commitment ceremony, but it was the first time she seriously contemplated it. She loved that he wanted to claim her, but her name was her brand. “It won’t make a difference. I’m still your wife, and everyone knows it.”
Angel tipped her chin up to his, so their lips were only inches apart. He gave her a smoldering kiss that sent a hot chill up her spine and turned her insides to goo.
“Are you trying to use your sexual magnetism to change my mind?” she asked, breathlessly.
He answered by nibbling her neck. His Latin heat made her internal thermometer rise to a thousand degrees, and she wilted in his arms. Hanging onto his shoulders, she let her head fall to the side in order to accommodate his magnificent mouth.
Strong hands wrapped around her waist from behind, and a soft beard tickled her cheek, as Tommy pressed his body against hers. A gust of breath escaped her at being sandwiched between her two husbands. She reached behind her to cup Tommy’s cheek and fell into him as she turned her head and kissed his lips. Another set of lips joined theirs as Angel shared in the kiss, creating a trio of tongues and mouths.
They shed their clothing and moved to the bed, where a warm island breeze blew in from the sliders and bathed them in nirvana. Or maybe it was the touch of the two men she loved that made Jessi feel as if she were in heaven.
She lie in the middle of the bed, her body quivering. Tommy’s mouth was at one breast, Angel’s at the other. Her fingers found her way through Tommy’s long tresses and Angel’s shoulder-length hair. She loved watching them side by side—one fair, the other dark. They were different in every way. Angel’s soft hands were smooth and silky, but his touch was heavier than Tommy’s—needy and demanding. Tommy’s calloused fingertips scraped across her flesh with assurance and certainty, but his touch was light and gentle. Angel’s cheek caressed her with warmth, while Tommy’s rough whiskers aroused her with carnality. They were the best of both worlds, and she was the luckiest girl in the universe.
They each ran a hand across her stomach and then down between her thighs, making her whimper. Their fingers moved together inside of her, and she felt them twine together. They lifted their mouths from her lower belly and gazed at one another before sharing a kiss, while continuing to work their hands in and out of her body. Watching her two men together set her skin on fire, and she panted heavily. Her chest swelled with deep breaths, bringing their mouths back to her flesh.
After a few more moments of them lavishing her with pleasure, she needed to reciprocate and reached for them. They all rolled over, so Tommy and Angel were on their sides facing one another and she was kneeling between them. She tasted one, then the other. As they kissed above her, she kept glancing up at them, enthralled at the show. She caught them doing the same, watching her as she loved them both, and it made her tingle all over.
They changed positions again, so now Jessi was on her back with Tommy kneeling over her. Angel was behind him, doing things she wished she could see, but her view was shrouded by long blond hair that hung down like a silk curtain and covered her face. She cupped Tommy’s cheeks and dug her fingers into his beard, still enamored with it. Her love for this man overwhelmed her. He was everything she ever wanted and had been since she first met him. Her lips found his in a sensual kiss that made her heart swell and fill with yearning.
Tommy suddenly let out a deep moan and bucked his hips, hard enough to break their kiss, and flattened his upper body on top of hers. With his knees between her legs, his gorgeous butt was propped up for easy access. Moans left his lungs as he channeled his desire into her neck with his lips and teeth.
She pulled his hair aside and stretched her neck to watch over his shoulder.
Her eyes met Angel’s, and she felt the love they shared. When he mouthed the words, “I love you,” she melted into the sheets. Too strung out to say the words back, her quivering sigh and facial expression conveyed the sentiment.
Angel returned his attention back to Tommy and wore a sexy smile as his fingers, and then his mouth, worked Tommy into a frenzy. Watching held voyeuristic excitement that made her feel so naughty, but, more than that, it turned her body into a gyrating mess. Overheated and bursting with endorphins, she needed more physical contact and lifted her pelvis to reach Tommy’s length. She kept bucking her hips, so it hit her in the right spot, until Angel’s hand snaked between them and held Tommy’s shaft against her. A whimper escaped her. She wanted Tommy inside her, but Angel was rubbing him back and forth against her entrance, making her wait.
While Angel’s talented hands worked both Tommy and Jessi at the same time, they panted heavily. Tommy lifted his face from her neck and looked into her eyes. They were glazed and heady, and she imagined she had the same look of ecstasy on her face.
“Our husband has many skills,” she breathed out, in a husky voice.
Tommy just smiled as his beautiful blue irises rolled upwards with pleasure.
The compliment spurred Angel’s momentum and moans filled the room, until a loud slap hit Tommy across the butt, and he collapsed on top of her. She felt his body shudder and his length throb against her.
Tommy got to his knees and positioned himself against her entrance, while Angel positioned himself behind Tommy. She sucked in a deep breath with anticipation and could barely restrain herself from pushing her hips upwards and pulling Tommy inside her, but waiting was everything.
Angel was in charge, and, naturally, he needed to pause for dramatic effect.
Jessi’s nerve endings twitched with need, and she saw the same want in Tommy’s eyes as he licked his lips and waited.
Finally, Angel thrust himself inside Tommy, causing Tommy to enter her with a jolt. All three of them moaned at the same time as their bodies connected and became one. They stayed pressed together for a moment, enjoying the tie between them, before Angel rode them into oblivion. She met his eyes over Tommy’s shoulder, and a look of pure rapture covered his face. His dark eyes were blacker and more intense and filled with bliss.
She moved her gaze to Tommy’s face. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was open as he gasped to fill his lungs. His brow was wrinkled and quivering.
The wave of pleasure coursing through Jessi became uncontainable, and she let go as her men slapped into her. Her mind was filled with stars and fireworks, and her body felt as if she were floating in a drunken haze where the only thing in the world was endless euphoria. She let it take her away, until, after an eternity, both of her husbands lay on top of her satiated and exhausted.
