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Ocean’s Three (Made In Heaven #2)
THREE MADE IN HEAVEN (Made In Heaven #1)
Blurb: Maddie Sutton always felt something missing until the day she met Charlie and Cole. What started out as a childhood friendship slowly developed into an all-consuming love. Her biggest problem is that she can only see them in her dreams. Maddie realizes that to lead a normal life, she would have to let them go. After all, they’re only a fantasy…or are they?
Charlie Gilbert and Cole Mercer are both very real. For years they have loved and pined for Maddie, meeting up in dreams set in different locales. Afraid of making her choose between them, they keep their feelings hidden until finally realizing that the three of them belong together. How can they convince Maddie if she doubts their existence? When Charlie starts to doubt, Cole springs into action and brings them all together.
Now that they have found each other, they vow to never let go, but when an unknown danger looms over Maddie, Charlie and Cole will do anything to protect her, even if it means risking their own lives.
“Six months, Maddie!” Charlie roared. “More than six fucking months go by before you show up again.”
“I’m sorry,” was all she could say.
They were once again in a setting that Maddie chose, The Bronx Zoo. She was walking slowly in front of them, afraid to turn around and see the matching disapproving stares that they were surely giving her. How could she possibly explain to them the reason she stayed away? She wasn’t even sure that she should be with them now, but she missed them to point of feeling physical pain.
She wondered if her men noticed yet that they were walking through the African Plains attraction, only they were inside with the animals. Only a few feet away from them, a lion was lazing around in the grass. When Maddie finally turned around to face Charlie and Cole, she winced at the look of hurt etched on both their faces. At that moment she wished that the lion would come and attack her and swallow her up whole. She felt like she deserved nothing less. The traitor lion just continued to ignore them and proceeded with his lazing.
“I met someone,” she stated matter-of-factly.
“Is that right?” Charlie’s tone was acidic, hurt and anger radiating off him.
“That’s your big excuse,” Cole spat. “We thought something must have happened to you. And so what if you met someone? Charlie and I never stayed away when we were dating someone. Suddenly we don’t matter to you?”
“No, Cole. No, that’s not it at all,” Maddie pleaded. Her lip trembled. She was on the verge of tears.
It was true that neither of them had ever stayed away that long. As a matter of fact, as the years went by, they saw each other more and more frequently. Even after the first time, their separation was less than three months. But she couldn’t tell them about the guilt she felt for having a boyfriend and how it made her feel unfaithful to them and unfaithful to Josh.
She had met Josh in Paris. He and his buddies had also been “traipsing,” as Cole had put it, through Europe. Josh was from Connecticut, but it turned out that he too would be attending Rutgers University in the fall. She liked him. Toward the end of the summer she had slept with him. But Maddie couldn’t help but feel that she somehow betrayed Charlie and Cole. The guilt kept eating away at her every time she was intimate with Josh. And she felt as if she was lying to Josh by omission. No matter how close she became with him, it didn’t change the fact that Maddie’s heart still belonged to her men. Maddie knew that she would never stop loving Charlie and Cole, but being with them seemed impossible. And she thought that if she were ever going to allow herself to have a normal relationship, she would need to stay away from them.
Her heart ached every day for six months until the separation became too much to bear.
“Did you fuck him?” Charlie barked, his anger escalating.
Maddie gasped. “Don’t you dare speak to me that way, Charlie! And so what if I did? What did you expect? You guys get to fuck other girls and I should…what? Be celibate for the rest of my life?”
Maddie saw the wide-eyed look of horror on their faces as she wiped angry tears from her cheeks. They had made her cry. In an instant, she was wrapped in their embrace. They petted her hair, kissed her cheeks, rubbed her back, and whispered apologies.
“I–I’m s–sorry,” Maddie stuttered. “I d–didn’t m–mean to m–make you w–worry. I’m s–so s–sorry.”
“Shhh, baby, it’s okay. Hush now,” Charlie crooned. “Just don’t ever do that to us again.”
“I w–won’t. I promise,” she sniffled.
Charlie and Cole held Maddie until she stopped crying. When they released her from their embrace, they each took hold of one of her hands.
“Do you love him?” Cole asked, his voice low and gravelly.
“No, I don’t,” she said easily.
Maddie thought she imagined the relief she saw on both of their faces. After all, if they felt the same way about me as I do about them, surely they would tell me, she thought.
“Let’s go before that lion decides to eat us,” Charlie said.
“Maddie,” Cole said as he cupped her face tenderly. “We have a lot to talk about, but right now I need to kiss you.”
Maddie didn’t protest as Cole pulled her flush against his body and bent down to kiss her, hotly, wetly. He fisted his hand in her hair and tilted her head back for better access. She moaned into his mouth, lost in the sensation of their kiss. She felt his erection press hard against her belly. Charlie came up behind her running his hands slowly down her back. He stopped when he reached the tie of her smock and began to undo it. She had forgotten to remove it at the studio.
Cole broke apart from their kiss and turned her around to face Charlie. Charlie removed the smock and threw it on the floor before pulling her to him. His mouth came down hard on hers. She opened for him when he licked her lips, loving the taste and feel of him. His hands roamed freely up and down the front of her body, while Cole’s hands were busy discovering her back. Charlie bent lower to kiss her neck while his hands massaged her breasts, his thumbs gliding over her oversensitive nipples. Maddie threw her head back against Cole’s shoulder and moaned loudly. Her legs began to feel like jelly. She felt as if they would give out if her two men weren’t supporting her.
Cole snaked his arms around her waist, lowering them slowly to the button of her jeans. He undid the button, pulled down the zipper, and slipped a hand inside her panties, firmly cupping her mound. Maddie began to move her pelvis against Cole’s hand in desperate need of some friction. He slipped a finger then another between her folds and into her burning hot channel.
“You’re so wet,” Cole said, his voice low and uneven.
She nearly convulsed when Cole removed his fingers from her pussy and sucked them into his mouth. “Mmm…you taste so good.”
“Bedroom,” Charlie growled. He hoisted Maddie up in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, and headed for her bedroom. He let her slide down his body right beside her high queen bed. She stood on shaky legs as Charlie and Cole continued to touch her, kiss her. Charlie grabbed the hem of her shirt and she lifted her arms up to help him remove it. Maddie fumbled with the buttons on Cole’s shirt as Charlie shucked his pull-over and T-shirt. Cole assisted Maddie with his buttons before reaching around to undo the clasp of her bra. She heard the sharp intake of breath from both men as they took in the sight of her ample round, bared breasts. Rosy nipples stood out begging for their attention.
“Fucking perfect,” Charlie rasped. He dipped his head to suck on one of her taut nipples. Cole followed suit with her other nipple. Maddie pressed their heads closer to her flesh, loving the feel of their hot, wet tongues on her. Charlie stepped back to remove his jeans while Cole lifted her up in his arms and climbed to the center of the bed, laying her down on her back. He pulled Maddie’s jeans and socks off, followed by her panties. Another intake of breath.
“Jesus, you’re so beautiful,” said Cole.
“You’re both wearing too many clothes,” Maddie panted. “I want to see you, too.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Charlie said with a smirk. Cole grinned widely and then both men began to divest themselves of the rest of their clothes.
Now it was Maddie’s turn to gape at their glorious naked bodies and holy hell, they’re freaking huge.
“See something you like?” Charlie asked. He gave Maddie a wink as her jaw dropped.
He and Cole both groaned as Maddie licked her lips. Then they were on her, kissing, licking, sucking, nipping at her flesh as if she was a feast and they were ravenous. Cole brought his lips back up to hers, kissing her deeply, while Charlie sucked on and played with her breasts. She slid a hand into Cole’s hair and scratched down Charlie’s back. She felt them both shiver underneath her touch. Charlie moved lower, kissing down her stomach to her hips to the inside of her thigh. He spread both her thighs wide and positioned himself between them, leaving her completely open to his gaze.
“Fuck, Cole! Look at this pretty pink pussy.”
Cole pulled himself away from Maddie’s lips to sit by Charlie, admiring the sight of her spread open. She was wet and glistening, writhing underneath their gazes. They both murmured their appreciation at the site of her neatly shaven mound where a small triangular patch of dark hair sat, leaving everything else completely bare.
Maddie had always been shy around men. She expected to be embarrassed at being so completely vulnerable and exposed, but she wasn’t. Not with them. She wanted them to look at her. The way that they stared at her body with hunger and pure adoration made her feel beautiful and sexy. She felt herself getting wetter and ached for them to resume their touch.
It was like they were already attuned to her body. Sensing her desperation, Charlie dipped his head to suck on her clit, and she exploded after just two flicks of his tongue. She heard him chuckle.
“I want another one,” he said and continued to lap at her wet folds, licking and swallowing her cream. “Fuck, you’re delicious!”
Get ready to set sail…and meet the men of your dreams.
Cameron Pompeo has always seen things, felt things, he could not explain, the biggest of which is a young girl named Jocelyn, who appears nightly in his dreams. When his cousin Reed Pompeo suddenly shows up in his dream, Cameron realizes that not only does Jocelyn exist, but she will be important to them both.
After a tragic accident kills her mother, Jocelyn Parker struggles with her guilt. She pushes away the two most important people in her life as a form of self-punishment and tries to convince herself that she made them up, despite the fact that a sense in the very depths of her soul tells her that they’re real.
A cruise to the Mediterranean finally brings the three of them together. There, they make real memories and promises to each other, but what happens when the cruise is over? Will their love be strong enough to survive the outside forces that threaten to destroy their happiness?
“Are you a virgin?”
“Excuse me?” Jocelyn turned around abruptly. Her eyes widened at Cameron’s grinning face, though her dark shades prevented him from seeing. She still felt the tickle of his breath by her ear where he had just whispered his comment, and her body shivered in response. She glanced down at her vintage Madonna T-shirt from the “Like a Virgin” tour and broke out into hysterical laughter. She fondly remembered their long-running joke about taking T-shirts literally. What a way to break the ice, she thought as Cameron’s eyes crinkled with amusement. Reed stood beside him trying to look pissed at her, but failing miserably. Finally, he gave her that lazy grin she loved so much.
After a few moments, Jocelyn’s laughter subsided. She needed the levity after the turmoil that had been wreaking havoc on her insides. Now she felt that not too unpleasant ache in her ribs, the kind you get after a good hearty laugh. She also felt heat pooling in her lower belly as both Reed and Cam’s gazes and perusal of her body looked almost carnal. She wasn’t wearing anything terribly sexy over her bathing suit. At least she didn’t think so. The T-shirt she wore actually belonged to her mom from her concertgoing days, and was therefore precious to Jocelyn. It hung a little off her shoulder, and in paying homage to the eighties, she tied one side of the shirt in a knot that rested on her hip bone. Completing the ensemble, a pair of khaki shorts, flip-flops, a backpack slung over her shoulder, and of course, the sunglasses to cover up her bloodshot eyes. Thankfully, no one from her wedding party noticed her eyes since she decided to skip having breakfast with them and opted for room service again.
“Why did you run, Joss?”
“You really are real,” she whispered, then found herself at a loss for words. She had already accepted the fact that Cameron and Reed were not figments of her imagination, but she needed to voice it aloud, and seeing them again only helped to reaffirm their existence and made her feel even worse for running out on them last night, not taking their feelings into consideration. They must have been just as shocked seeing her as she was them, even though they had never doubted her existence. “I-I—”
“We weren’t with those girls,” Reed said, looking serious again. “We were just dancing with them. Are they the reason you ran?”
Jocelyn couldn’t help the slight smile curving her lips at Reed’s revelation. Come to think of it, she didn’t see the blond bimbos from last night anywhere. “No. Yes. I don’t know. I guess I just freaked out at seeing you both. I don’t even understand how this is possible.”
“I know,” Cameron said. “We have a lot to talk about.” Then he and Reed both smiled reassuringly, and she saw that they had already forgiven her.
“I’m sorry,” she said, with a shaky smile. “I promise not to run again. Now that I see you, now that I know you actually exist… Well, no matter what happens…” She was struggling with finding the right words again, struggling to tell them that she would accept them any way she could have them, and that this time, if they still wanted her in their lives, she would not disappear on them again.
“Can we go somewhere and talk?” Cameron asked, putting her out of her misery. He actually looked a little nervous.
She was glad it wasn’t just her nerves because if the butterflies in her stomach had gone crazy just at the sight of Cameron and Reed, they were behaving absolutely berserk now at their nearness. The smells of two different kinds of aftershave along with two uniquely musky scents were downright delicious. They made her mouth water. She wanted to jump up and down and tell them yes, yes, yes, I’ll go anywhere with you, or take me now would also suffice, but duty called. “I can’t,” she finally managed to say instead.
At the sight of Cameron and Reed’s crestfallen expressions, she quickly explained about the job that brought her on the cruise. They were currently docked in Split, Croatia, standing by the gangway, where Jocelyn would be going on an excursion to the Diocletian Palace with the bride and groom. The rehearsal dinner later that evening, followed by the actual wedding tomorrow—pretty much an all-day event—would leave very little time for them to talk these next two days. She felt their anxiety as well as her own at not being able to get reacquainted after such a long separation.
“What a coincidence,” Cameron said. “We’re going on the same excursion. Excuse me a moment.” With that, he winked at her, turned on his heel, and strode off, leaving her with a very confused-looking Reed. Reed schooled his features quickly, but Jocelyn had a sneaking suspicion that Cameron was headed toward the Shore Excursion desk.
“I don’t really have the right to tell you who you can or can’t be with.” She cast her eyes downward. Cameron thought she was trying not to cry.
“You have every right, Jocelyn,” Reed interjected.
“How can you say that?”
The elevator door opened just then, letting on two new passengers. The three of them remained silent the rest of the way down to Jocelyn’s floor. They continued their silence as Cameron and Reed followed Joss as she walked to her cabin. When they reached her door, Cameron asked for her key card and slid it into the slot.
“I didn’t know the two of you were real,” she said when they entered her room. She sat down on the edge of her bed. “I left you three years ago. I certainly don’t expect—”
“Stop it, Joss,” Cameron demanded.
There’s no one else, dollface.”
“What about Taryn?” she asked, looking up at Reed.
Reed quickly explained the circumstances that brought him and Cameron on the cruise. “It’s always been you, Jocelyn.”
“For both of us,” Cameron added.
Jocelyn looked down at her feet.
“I’m not sure she understands yet,” Reed said playfully.
“Hmmm.” Cameron walked over to Joss and sat beside her. She squeaked when he pulled her over his knee. “Maybe we need to show her.”
“What are you doing?” she asked, struggling weakly.
Cameron chuckled. She definitely could have tried harder to free herself from her current position, he thought. “Something I’ve wanted to do for a very long time.” He hiked up her dress, revealing pink cotton boy shorts, and rubbed her ass in a slow sensuous circle.
Reed sat next to him on the bed to enjoy the view, no doubt. Cameron slowly pulled her panties down, leaving them wrapped around the lower part of her thighs, exposing her to their gaze. Reed reached out to stroke the globes of her beautiful round and shapely ass. He then slid his finger slowly up and down her slit.
“I think she’s turned on,” he said, his voice gravelly. “So pretty.”
Cameron tilted his head to the side to get a better view. She’s not the only one turned on.
Jocelyn’s responsive moan was low and breathy, and her body protested when Reed removed his finger. He gave Cameron a slight nod, after which a sharp slap resonated in the room, immediately followed by a surprised squeak. Cameron rubbed the stinging area, generating another moan from Joss.
“You’re ours, Joss”—slap—“and we are all yours. No one else’s, baby.” After another slap, another moan, and another gentle rub, he asked, “Do you understand?” He slapped her ass again when she didn’t respond. “I”—smack—“Asked”—smack—“You”—smack—“A”—smack—“Question”—smack.
“Yes! Yes!” she panted. “Yours.”
This time Cameron nodded at Reed, who immediately slipped first one, then two fingers inside Jocelyn’s wet channel. She bowed her head and fisted the sheets in front of her as Reed pumped his fingers in and out of her, while Cameron rubbed her ass in slow, sensual circles. She looked so fucking sexy, Cameron thought, splayed out like she was over his knees, panting, moaning, whimpering. His cock was an iron rod, painfully straining against the zipper of his jeans and protesting that he would not be able to sink into her lush body tonight. Tonight, it would have to be about her pleasure and he and Reed enjoying the act of giving it to her. The image of her glorious ass in the air, marked with his handprints, legs spread apart, beautiful, wet, pink pussy on display, would both torment and excite him until he could finally claim her.
Jocelyn emitted a low throaty sound followed by a loud cry. Her body arched, her knuckles whitened as she fisted the sheets tighter, and then her hips jerked repeatedly at what must have been a very powerful orgasm.
Cameron gently maneuvered her into a sitting position on his lap and wiped away her hair from her damp forehead. She was still shaking in his arms. Reed, who remained in the same spot on the bed next to Cameron, rubbed Jocelyn’s back in circles until her body calmed and her heavy breaths became steady.
“I wish I would have seen your face when you came, Joss,” Cameron said, his own breathing labored. He was sure she could feel his hardness underneath her. “You look so beautiful all flushed and sated like you are.”
She smiled shyly up at him. “I had some help.” She reached back to give Reed a soft caress. “From two very talented men.”
“Talented, huh?” Cameron chuckled. “This was just a tease, baby. I’ll show you talented.”