Overboard

By Lynn LaFleur

Christopher Pritchard has been looking forward to his best friend's visit for weeks. He bids goodbye to his live-in girlfriend, Joni Wagner, and takes off with Lance Fitzgerald for a three-day fishing trip.

Lance has been in love with Chris since their college days. Hiding the fact that he's bisexual wasn't easy during college, yet Lance had done it because he didn't want to lose Chris' friendship.

As night falls on the water and the beer flows freely, talk turns to sex. The talk turns into action the next morning when Chris awakes to find a naked and aroused Lance in his stateroom. Instead of ordering him out of the room, he invites Lance into his bed.

Chris is sure Joni is his happily-ever-after, yet he can't deny the attraction he feels for Lance. He can accept his new feelings for Lance, or push him away and lose the best friend he's ever had.

(Previously published as Capsized.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lynn LaFleur
• Release date: May 17, 2016
• ISBN: 9781533727152

Lynn LaFleur

Lynn LaFleur was born and raised in a small town in Texas. After living in various places on the West Coast for twenty-one years, she is back in her hometown. Lynn also publishes with Ellora's Cave, and when she is not writing, she loves reading, sewing, gardening, and learning new things on the computer.

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Chapter One

She walked into the kitchen, wrapped in a towel.

Christopher Pritchard froze with the coffee mug raised halfway to his mouth. Damn, he muttered.

Joni loved to walk around the house in next to nothing because she knew it made him crazy. Ivory skin, firm breasts the size of apples, incredibly long legs, dark-brown hair that fell past her shoulders, big brown eyes...they all combined to keep his cock perpetually hard.

She sauntered to him, a siren’s smile curving her lips. I thought I’d show you what you’ll miss while you’re on your fishing trip.

Her towel fell to the floor.

Chris inhaled sharply as his gaze slowly traveled over her curves. They’d made love less than an hour ago. That didn’t seem to matter to his cock. One look at her body and he wanted her again.

You are an evil woman.

She grinned impishly. I know.

Chris whisked his thumb across her nipple. It immediately puckered, as if begging for more. He set his mug on the counter, then cupped both breasts in his hands. His cock grew harder with each pass of his thumbs over her nipples. This isn’t fair, Joni. Lance will be here in half an hour.

She arched her back, pressing her breasts firmer into his hands. That’s more than enough time for a quickie.

The thought tempted Chris. Joni stood before him, fresh from a shower and smelling like flowers from that liquid soap she used. If he slid his hand between her thighs, he knew he’d find her wet and open.

Joni wrapped her arms around Chris’ neck and pressed her body to his. She shifted her hips back and forth, rubbing his shaft with her mound. It’s been a long time since you’ve fucked me on the kitchen table.

A man could only take so much teasing before he had to act. Chris cradled Joni’s face in his hands and kissed her deeply. She sighed and parted her lips for the thrust of his tongue. She drew it into her mouth, nipping it gently before sucking on it. She licked the corner of his mouth, ran her tongue across his bottom lip.

He’d never experienced kisses so hot as the ones he shared with Joni.

Still kissing her, Chris walked her backward until she bumped against the round wooden table in the middle of the kitchen. Bend over, he ordered against her lips.

After one more kiss, Joni turned and followed his command. Chris spread her ass cheeks with his thumbs and stared at her creamy flesh waiting for his cock.

He had to taste her first.

Dropping to his knees, Chris licked her from her clit to her anus. He heard Joni’s soft gasp before she spread her legs another few inches. He savored the sweet-salty taste of her juices as he ran his tongue up and down her labia.

That feels incredible. Joni pressed closer to his face. "You are so good at that."

Chris drove his tongue into her ass. He’d had enough lovers in his life to know that many women didn’t enjoy anal play. Joni did. He considered himself very lucky to be in love with a woman whose sexual appetite matched his own.

He began to thrust his tongue into her ass. She sometimes came with only the anal stimulation, but usually needed attention to her clit, too. Chris could tell by her raspy breathing that it wouldn’t be much longer before she climaxed. He fingered her clit as he continued tongue-fucking her ass.

"God, I love what you do with your tongue!"

Chris smiled to himself. He didn’t doubt her statement at all, considering they always included oral sex as part of their lovemaking...both for her and him.

Her body stilled, then she released a loud moan and shivered. "Yes! God, yes!"

Chris pushed two fingers inside her channel and her walls contracted around them. He continued to lick her puckered hole until she stilled again.

She wanted a quickie, so she would get a quickie. Chris unfastened his jeans, pulled his dick free of his briefs, and rammed it inside her. Gripping Joni’s hips, he pumped into her hard and fast.

Sweat beaded his forehead. His heart pounded. He struggled to breathe without panting. He watched the way her feminine lips seemed to clasp his hard flesh, as if not wanting to release it. Her cream coated his shaft, making it slide easily in and out of her body.

His orgasm built quickly in his balls. It engulfed his body when Joni’s walls contracted around his cock from her second orgasm.

Chris leaned over Joni and kissed her nape. Damn, woman. You’re going to kill me with sex.

What a way to go.

He chuckled. Dying from sex would definitely be the best way to go, especially if Joni had her arms wrapped around him at the time. He’d known her for eight months. She’d lived with him for three. The love he felt for Joni surpassed anything he’d felt for any other woman.

He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

He kissed her nape again, nipped her earlobe. Did you like your quickie?

I came twice and you have to ask if I liked it?

Just making sure. Chris straightened and slowly withdrew from her. He helped Joni stand, then turned her in his arms for a soft kiss. I want you to be satisfied.

"I’m always satisfied. You are an amazing lover."

You just love me for my tongue.

Smiling wickedly, she wrapped her arms around his neck. And other parts of your anatomy.

I had no idea you liked sex so much when I started dating you.

But aren’t you glad?

Chris squeezed her ass. Immensely.

He lowered his head to kiss her, but stopped before he touched her lips when he heard a vehicle pull into the driveway. I think Lance is here. I told him to come to the kitchen door.

That’s my cue to get out of here.

Joni bent over and snatched her towel. Chris couldn’t resist giving one ass cheek a hard smack while it stuck up in the air. Releasing a gasp of outrage, she straightened and rubbed her abused flesh. You’ll pay for that.

He grinned. I sincerely hope so.

Joni scampered from the room. Chris heard a car door close. He grabbed the dish towel off the oven handle, wiped off his cock, and stuffed it back in his briefs. After washing his hands, he refastened his jeans and belt. A knock came on the kitchen door as he tossed the soiled towel beneath the sink.

Chris had kept in contact via phone and email during the ten years since he and Lance graduated from college. This would be the first time he’d seen his friend in two years. He opened the door to see a handsome man with sandy hair, a deep tan, and a