Chapter 19: Caught Watching

**note: this chapter contains a scene with both MF and MM pairing, if that is in any way uncomfortable for you, I would suggest skipping to chapter 21 once it is out as these next two chapters coincide with one another. Thank you and enjoy!!**

Genevieve:

Genevieve shook her head and wandered down the stairs, or stormed down them, rather. She couldn’t get Raphael out of her head. It had been hours since their run-in within the bathroom, and she couldn’t help but go back to the need to grab his cock. She knew it was hard as it burned her bare skin through his jeans. He wanted her badly. She could tell by the heat in his eyes as he had looked down at her, but he was refusing himself. She knew the reason now. As always with him, it was about work.

She knew that Raphael didn’t care about the weight of her body. She was glad that he didn’t seem to mind, but what caused her to hesitate was the fact that Raphael was right. He was her bodyguard, and she was his client. It wasn’t right for anything to happen between them. Once her final book signing was complete, she would go back to North Dakota. She didn’t have it in her to do long distance for… whatever this was. She didn’t think she had it in her. Raphael would find someone better, closer, more available than halfway across the states.

Genevieve stopped just within the doorway to the living room; heat and embarrassment crashed against her body, her head pounding.

“Gunner, stop. We’re not alone in the house.” Vin grunted as he leaned back into the couch, but a tight moan released from his lips as Gunner unzipped his pants and let loose his already bulging cock.

“But you’re so into it, daddy.” Gunner’s smile was seductive and alluring. Playful as he straddled Vin’s legs and pressed up against his lover’s cock, pulling free another moan from Vin. “What’s wrong, is it hard to hold back?”

Genevieve couldn’t believe her eyes. She knew she shouldn’t be watching, especially as Gunner raised his arms and Vin relieved his lover of his t-shirt. He kissed up Gunner’s chest until their mouths crashed together in a variant of tongue and gasps as they rode against each other, igniting the friction of their cocks separated by Gunner’s jeans.

Vin’s hand dipped down into the back of Gunner’s pants and a yip released from Gunner’s lips before it trembled down into a moan, and he leaned forward so that Vin had better access.

Gunner’s pants were pushed down in the motion and it gave Genevieve clear access to what Vin was doing. He played with Gunner’s hole, gently running circles around the puckered area until his lover began to whimper and rock back and forth, soft pleas on his lips as Vin dipped one finger inside.

“That’s my good boy.” Vin growled as Gunner moaned into the movement.

Genevieve swallowed, her eyes wide as her body reacted on its own. Her core grew wet, her own fingers itching to ease the burn within.

“What do we have here?”

She jumped high into the air as Raphael’s deep voice grumbled into her ear, inches away. She yelped and fell back, his strong arms wrapping around her waist.

Gunner and Vin froze, their eyes on the two intruders as Vin’s finger was still in Gunner’s ass. They all waited, a screaming silence deafening Genevieve. She had just been caught watching them secretly. She might’ve stayed the entire time. What did that make her?

“I-I–” The words died on her lips as her body went rigid against Raphael, yet her core was still demanding attention.

“I think someone wants to watch.” Raphael murmured, running his finger through her still damp hair. He smirked and leaned forward. “Did you get turned on watching them? Do you want to see Vin fuck Gunner’s ass?”

“I-I–” Genevieve chastised herself as no words came out when she opened her mouth. Her eyes were still stuck on the two men on the couch, the lust still vibrating throughout the room. She breathed in a trembling breath as the thought struck her. She did want to watch. She had never experienced anything like this before, but the very idea of watching Vin and Gunner together aroused her. Her core was already weeping, wanting the heated attention from Raphael as she had received before, but she bit her lip and pushed the thoughts down. She wouldn’t let these men know the dirty thoughts she was concocting, or how low she had really fallen.

“It’s okay.” This came from Gunner who leaned away from Vin, his ass still impaled. The movement shifted Vin’s finger and Gunner moaned, his eyes fluttering closed.

“Yeah, my baby boy loves to be watched.” For the first time ever, Genevieve witnessed Vin grin as he leaned forward and grabbed Gunner’s nipple between his teeth.

Gunner squeaked out another moan at the onslaught of his body and began to rock against Vin’s finger.

Genevieve sucked in an icy breath to try and cool herself down as her body was engulfed in flames. She felt every inch of Raphael as he leaned against her, his hard cock nestled between the crease of her ass.

“See, no one’s judging you,” he whispered into her ear and gently urged her forward, toward the couch that was across from the two men.

Genevieve’s mind was a haze, yet she followed willingly and sat awkwardly on the edge of the cushion, unsure of what to do as she had a perfect view of Gunner’s lithe back as he arched into Vin’s finger.

Raphael softly landed right next to her, and the heat from his body scorched Genevieve’s skin. She refused to look at him, knowing that she should remind them both of what had just occurred hours prior, but she couldn’t get the words out of her mouth. Her body was fighting against her sanity.

Vin shifted his weight forward so that he could reach in further and add another finger inside Gunner. The cry that escaped Gunner’s lips almost caused Genevieve to breathe out a moan of her own. She pressed her thighs together, the need rising to an excruciating degree.

“Daddy, please.” Gunner mumbled, riding roughly against Vin.

“What, baby boy. Tell me what you want.” Vin’s voice was hoarse as he grunted through the movements.

“Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me.”

Genevieve swayed, reaching out to grab the cushion of the couch, but instead her hand landed on Raphael’s thigh. He hissed, the sound falling into a growl as she tightened her grip. She knew she needed to let go. To not start down this path, but her body was ignoring every warning sign that she was throwing. She needed relief and she needed it then.

“Baby girl, do you know what you’re doing?” Raphael’s voice was but a faint whisper even as he leaned forward and nuzzled into Genevieve’s neck.

She gasped, her head rolling back at the scrape of his stubbled chin. She pressed her lips together in order to stop herself from pleading like Gunner had just done. She refused to do that. Not with Raphael, who didn’t want anything from her other than the money she’d pay him for protecting her. Or at least that’s what she continues to tell herself to keep sane around him.

“Tell me,” he continued. “You have to tell me, aloud, what you want. Otherwise how will I know?”

On the other side of the room, Vin was fishing out a bottle of lubricant from the bag that lay next to him which Genevieve hadn’t even noticed until then. Vin chuckled and looked up at Gunner.

“Always prepared, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” Gunner nodded excitedly as he pulled Gunner toward him in a sloppy kiss that had Genevieve’s mouth falling open and words spilling from her lips.

“Please. I want–”

She broke off, not sure what she even wanted. Did she just need to release, or did she want to have sex like Gunner and Vin were about to do? The idea terrified her. She had been ready to accept all of Raphael before, but now, she wasn’t so sure.

“It’s okay, baby girl,” Raphael eased the tension in her brow with a soft kiss. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want. I promise you that. Will you let me make you feel good?”

Genevieve finally looked at Raphael, his eyes burning with lust. He was contained, though, his own need locked behind the wall of concern and genuine wonder that lightened his features. He was touching her already, his hands skirting the edges of her shirt and also her arm. It was both relaxing and disconcerting. She had no idea what the right answer was supposed to be, but as another moan escaped Gunner, she found herself nodding.

Raphael immediately relaxed, his shoulders falling and a small smile displaying on his lips. “I promise, if you say stop, I’ll stop.” He then leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “I just want to taste your sweet juices again, baby girl.”

Genevieve moaned, her thighs chafing against one another as her need was heightened. No one had ever wanted to go down on her before and here Raphael was wanting to do so again. She gulped and locked eyes with him as he moved off the couch and shifted until he was kneeling in between her legs. He dipped his head and kissed her navel that was just barely peeking out from underneath the hem of her shirt.

“Are you ready?” He mumbled against her skin.

Fuck, Genevieve wasn’t sure she would be able to tell him know if he asked to fuck her. She bit her lip and stopped her hips from rolling against his abdomen. She nodded once more, and released herself to the ecstasy that Raphael promised her.