Warning! This story contains Smut. Of the M/M/F variety. Please note, there is also a non-reality warning. In this little fan fiction world there is no such worry as pregnancy or disease. Everyone is perfectly healthy and consenting unless otherwise stated.

Disclaimer: Not my characters, not making anything off of them. All praise goes to Miss Janet Evanovich for her wonderful characters.

Swinging Door

Act 2

By: Emerith

So there I was. In the middle of Hectors living room. Draped backwards over his arm like a rag doll. His arm wrapped up my back the only thing left holding my corset to my chest while his lips scoured my neck and upper chest. And that's exactly where I was when the door flew open and Lester stepped into the living room.

When Lester's eyes landed on us his entire face lit up with a panty-melting smile. I couldn't bring my body to pull itself away from Hector, the door opening didn't break his stride and I hated to do it myself.

Lester pushed the door closed behind him and I heard the lock click into place. "Well damn, If I'd have known you were going to start the party this way I would have skipped getting dressed and gotten here five minutes earlier." There was serious mischief behind those gorgeous green eyes.

My brain finally took in the situation and I scrambled to right myself. Smacking Hector in the top of the head with my chin, but eventually righting us both, trying to use his bare chest to hide my own from Lester.

Hector made a tsking sound but wrapped both arms around me anyway, pulling me against his chest, but letting my corset fall to the ground behind me in the process. I tried to focus on Lester as he quickly crossed the floor and squeezed himself in between my back and the couch, but I was highly distracted as Hector shifted and the cold metal of his bars brushed across the peak of my nipples.

My breathing got sharp and high as I felt Hectors arms loosen and slide down to my waist, his hands coming around to settle on my hips as Lester pressed his suddenly bare chest up against my back. Again I shivered in shock at the cold press of what I was willing to bet was a matching set of nipple bars.

What have I landed myself in? These two men were so hot I couldn't possibly walk away without scorch marks. It would be worth it though, even if in the end all I could do was crawl away.

"No need to hide Beautiful, just consider me a fan of the artwork that went into making you." Whispered past my ear before Lester's lips landed gently just behind it, sending a shiver down my spine that only succeeded in rubbing me back and forth between their bodies.

Lester pressed himself against my ass, and even through our clothes I could tell he was enjoying what he'd walked into. Hectors body tensed in front of me, offering no give to the pressure Lester was inducing from behind. I could feel Hectors towel beginning to slip, more and more hot skin burning against my belly where I'd been brushing against towel before.

My shiver quickly turned to a slow grind of bodies back and forth as Lester's lips worked their way down one side of my neck and Hector leaned forward to nibble his way up the other. I gave up fighting and let my head roll back against Lester's shoulder. Sensations washed over me wave after wave making it difficult to focus on a single feeling. I tried to focus on Hectors teeth playfully teasing down the side of my neck to my collar bone, only to be distracted by the blazing heat as Lester's tongue worked it's magic across my opposite shoulder.

Hector's tongue was once again paying close attention to the hollow at the base of my throat, I was surprised this time, instead of working his way back up my throat his mouth started slowly gliding down the center of my chest. His lips softly massaging the skin between my breasts, his eyelashes fluttering against their sides the only contact he was allowing them.

I trailed my right hand around behind Lester's neck, holding myself to his chest in an attempt to stay upright as Hectors hands at my waist loosened and he sank to his knees

"Easy there Beautiful, we won't let ya fall." Lester said quietly as one hand slid to my hip in place of Hectors and the fingertips of the other skimmed ghostly soft down the tender underside of the arm I'd flung around behind his neck.

Hector slid the side zipper of my little skirt down. I watched in detached fascination as my skirt slid to the floor, pooling at my feet until Hector lifted them one by one, slowly unstrapping my FMPs.

His eyelids drooped heavily as they settled on the small black triangle of my underwear. Black silk, with the Bat Signal emblazoned on the front. A huff of hot breath was expelled against my rapidly dampening center, and Hectors hand came up, a hesitant finger reaching out to trace the pattern directly overtop my freshly shaven lips.

Lula had thought that since I had decided on a new path in life, I should try something new. I'll admit there was a lot of alcohol involved in that decision. Right here and now though, I was finding out that it was all worth it. If the throbbing starting in my toes and the way the Bat Signal was softly sticking to my skin as Hectors finger passed over it were any indication, I was going to have to send Lula a gift basket full of chocolate body paint. I swallowed back a groan, biting my bottom lip to stop myself from pressing against him.

Slowly I became aware of the rough, scratchy press of Lester's jeans against my bare backside. The top string of my thong sliding back and forth, as he slid his hips side to side tight up against me, causing a very noticeable shimmying in front of Hector. The Bat Signal was dancing and my skin was thrumming with their attentions.

"Muy caliente bebe." Hector winked up at me as his hands slid back to my hips. I expected the cute little Bat Thong to hit the floor next, but was pleasantly surprised when Hectors hands started running lightly up and down my thighs.

"Very", Lester's lips growled in my ear as his teeth started tugging at it and his hands joined the fray, big strong calloused fingers gliding softly down my sides and back up my stomach, stopping to frame my breasts but still denying them the attention they were demanding. My nipples were hard little buds standing proudly begging for someone to notice them.

Hectors hands slid slowly up the inside of my thighs, fingers splayed wide. Coming to rest with a gentle squeeze, cupping the crease in my legs, fingers stretched out over my thighs and towards my hips, thumbs brushing the insides of my thighs. So close to where I wanted him.

Lester's hands took pity on me. Sliding slowly upward to cup my breasts. My eyes fell closed as he gently kneaded their weight. His weathered palms rubbed against my nipples and a quiet moan slipped from my throat.

"That's right Steph, you just relax and enjoy yourself. We'll make sure you're taken care of." I found myself genuinely relaxing as Lester's words washed over me. The tension slowly drained from all of my muscles and any thought of fighting what was to come fled from me entirely.

I slid my hand languidly up my own side, slowly rubbing across the back of Lester's hand where it cupped my breast and continuing up and back to Lester's neck to join my other hand. I slid them both out along his broad shoulders, my nails scraping lightly, then ghosted my fingers softly back to his neck feeling the muscles shudder beneath them.

I wound my fingers through Lester's shoulder length dark blonde locks, twining strands around my fingers. When I felt Hectors thumbs press roughly over the center of my panties, sliding between my slicked lips and nearly into me, I gasped and my hands clenched, tugging at Lester's hair and eliciting a growl that thundered up out of his chest. In return he bit down on the sensitive skin at the curve of my neck and shoulder and I couldn't fight the throaty moan that suddenly filled the room around us.

While Lester had me distracted with his Alpha-maleness, Hector slipped his thumbs into the sides of my panties, slowly sliding them down my legs and off my feet, to be tossed somewhere behind him with the rest of our clothes.

I looked down as I felt his hot breath against my bare lips, to find him staring intently at my naked folds. The towel was now laying on the floor beneath him, but in his squatted position all I could see was the tightly corded muscles of his thighs. Even that view disappeared as he leaned forward. My head shot back against Lester's shoulder again with an unchecked moan as Hectors hot breath and the tips of his fingers skated ever so lightly over my shivering lips.

Without my consent my hips bucked forward, Hector's now slick fingers slid smoothly between my folds. Stopping just outside my entrance, tracing teasing circles around the edge of my opening. Sparks seemed to shoot directly from his fingertips into my overheated skin as he teased and rubbed at me. My lower body rocked of it's own accord, wanting to be closer to the source of it's own pleasure.

A constant stream of purrs and moans of enjoyment slid from my lips as Lester's hands redoubled their efforts on my tight nipples. Twisting and pinching one moment, a single work-roughened fingertip gliding softly across it's very peak the next moment. The heat from Lester's hands moving through my body to meet up with the sparks from Hector's, causing an inferno to ignite in the pit of my stomach.

With the fingers of one hand, Hector slowly spread me wide open before him. The other hand continued it's slow circuitous torture, running a tight circle around the rim of my entrance, slowly rubbing and stretching my skin. The sparks getting larger with more of me exposed to his hot glare and his warm breath.

"Mmmmmmmm. Please." I begged, trying to arch my hips towards Hector's mouth, and my chest into Lester's hands at the same time. Needing more of the exquisite feelings their touches were giving me.

"That's right chica, tell us what you want. Tell us you like it. You like this right chica?" My god the feel of Hectors voice vibrating so close to my wet bare center sent shockwaves of pleasure straight up my spine till the back of my neck shivered and I wiggled back against Lester. Feeling my shoulder blades slide against his nipple bars. The smooth rub of metal adding another layer of intensity to the cacophony of passion slowly building inside me.

"God yes I love it… mmmm… but I need more.. Please.. More" I panted and gasped between each word, punctuated with pinches from Lester's fingers on my nipples, and nips at my neck where his hair was tickling me in the most erotic ways.

"More of what Stephanie? This?" Hector asked as he slid the tip of one thick finger just barely past my entrance, still keeping up his circling, rubbing against my entrance and round and round my walls. The friction nearly making me dizzy, I moaned but shook my head just the slightest.

"Say it Stephanie." Lester whispered harshly, demandingly in my ear, before quickly biting it's lobe and then soothing it with his tongue.

"No Hector, not that…mmmmm… more" I'd probably do anything they told me to at this point if they'd just give me an outlet for the aching need pooling between my legs.

"Maybe you meant this then." Lester said as one hand came up from my breast, his palm settling around my jaw, fingers wrapped around the column of my throat. He tilted my head back to his and with the slightest pressure from his own he parted my lips and dove inside. His tongue ravaging mine as his thumb slid slowly down over the front of my throat, pressing a line ever so slowly to the hollow at my collar.

Long moments later, as I Was still reeling from Lester's kiss, Hector drove that one thick finger deep inside me and curled it over and over again while his tongue made harsh contact with my painfully throbbing clit. I jumped at the contact and moaned loudly into Lester's mouth. Only succeeding in spearing myself further on Hector's finger, which elicited more moaning, and accompanying growls from both men. Hector's lips settled around my nub, pulling it between them to run his tongue in tight hard circles around it.

I felt the fire in my belly coil tightly before it's waves started lashing out through my body, it's heat enveloping me as Hector's tongue continued to toy with me. My body shivered and shuddered, incoherent moans vibrating back and forth from my own mouth to Lester's as his tongue danced it's way between my lips.

I slid one hand down from around Lester's neck, trailing back down my own body until it came in contact with Hector's hair. Toying with his locks and pulling him flush against me as the waves of heat became too much to bear.

My mouth tore away from Lester's, a guttural groan breaking it's way up out of my chest. Hector's tongue and finger felt as if they were connected through my walls, both rubbing the same agonizingly wonderful spot within me. My knees gave out at the sudden crescendo of pleasure. I felt myself start to slip, but Lester quickly caught us both, using his hands on my breasts to guide me backwards with him until I sat astride his thighs on the couch, spreading our legs wide as we landed.

Hector followed us down, sliding between our knees to keep his face firmly buried between my thighs. The new angle adding an extra note of desire to all the sensations fighting their way through my body.

I could feel the tension slowly washing up my body from my toes to the roots of my hair. My entire body jerking as Hectors tongue played my little bundle of nerves like a concert pianist. I struggled to open my eyes, determined to take in the beautiful site before me before flying over the edge. Just as my heavy lids began to slide open, I felt Lester's body lean backwards and then his hot wet tongue make contact between my shoulder blades. My upper body spasmed from the sudden erotic touch, pressing my nipples tightly against Lester's hands. The shift in my body rammed me down into Hector's hand, rubbing the tip of his finger roughly against my g-spot. As my eyes finally slid open, I caught a wonderful glimpse of Hector's tightly muscled ass bobbing in the air as his tongue disappeared between my folds, and then I was off. My eyes nearly rolled back in my head before slamming shut with the force of my orgasm.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhoooohhhhhh God Yessssssss!" Was the only coherent sound in the room above the groaning and panting breaths. My nerves danced with waves of pleasure as rainbow stardust burst behind my eyelids and my body seemed to float off into a world of unknown satisfaction.

To be continued…