by Smoke, Lucy
With his fist clutched in the strands, he maneuvered me until my face was tilted to the side. "Open your mouth," he ordered.
When I did, something long and warm brushed against my lips. I jolted but settled as whoever was at my mouth slowly slid inside. I licked and sucked, moaning as I had with Dare earlier. The cock kept coming. I blinked against the inside of the blindfold, choking as it was shoved all the way to the back of my throat.
Whoever held me was kind enough to move back a bit so I could breathe again before they began to slowly thrust against my tongue. Dare's hand in my hair drifted away, but I kept my head exactly where it was, allowing whoever was fucking my face to use me as they wished.
A firm hand came down on my ass, causing me to cry out. The man above me groaned as I cried out once more. A rain of spanks ensued until I was mindless with pleasure. I could hardly feel the cock pistoning in and out of my mouth, rubbing against my tongue until cum spurted towards the back of my throat.
"Fuck, I couldn't hold it," I heard Cody say. "She's too fucking good." As he pulled out of my mouth, I grinned.
Something else came down across my asscheeks, cool to the touch and packing a hell of a punch. I screamed out in shock, jolting up on all fours and half trying to scramble away.
"Shhh. It's okay, Jamie." Cody and Dare were at my head, their hands going, collectively, to the blindfold as they slid it off. As soon as my eyes were unblinded, I blinked and looked behind me.
"It's just my belt," Dex said, holding the strip of leather up. I sighed. It wasn't that I was truly scared, I just hadn't been expecting it.
"Sorry." I grimaced.
Dex shook his head. "Don't be sorry, Baby. I didn't mean to scare you."
"No, it's okay," I assured him.
"Do you want to keep going?" he asked.
"Is the game over?" I asked. "We didn't get to everyone."
"It's okay, we'll play again another time," Dex said.
Taylor stood to the side, watching with lustful eyes. I met his gaze as I nodded at Dex's question. Dex dropped the leather belt to the floor, his hands going to my hips as he urged me onto my side. Taylor took the opportunity to join him as Cody and Dare backed up to let them forward.
"No more punishments, Jamie," Dex said. "I'm afraid I ruined that for you tonight." He dropped a kiss on my lips as he spread my legs apart and lined himself up with my pussy.
I shook my head as I broke the kiss. "You didn't ruin anything," I said. "Maybe we can try the belt again another time...when I can see it."
"Only if you're sure," he said, pushing deep so that my back arched as Taylor dropped down behind me and kissed my shoulder.
Suddenly, he rolled so that I was on top of him. He slid deeper as my legs fell on either side of his body. I groaned and rocked against him.
"Bend over, Baby," Dex said. "Let Taylor have his turn too."
I did as he ordered, bending low so that my breasts brushed against his chest. Someone handed Taylor a bottle of lube—where they got that, I'd have to find out later...perhaps they'd already stocked the place for our sexcapades. Cool liquid squirted against my asshole and instinctively, I tensed as Taylors questing fingers reached out to soothe it in.
"It's okay, honeybunch," he whispered against my hair. "I'm going to take care of you, you know I will."
I knew that, but it wasn't necessarily a reaction I could stop. Still, I loosened up with the first press of his fingers. I shuddered and tightened on Dex, causing him to moan as Taylor shoved two fingers in to the hilt and scissored them apart.
"Fuck!" I groaned sitting up straighter. Dex reached for my shoulders and slammed me back down against him as Taylor inserted the next finger. I squirmed between them. "Oh, God..."
"Not God, Snookums...just me," Taylor said as he withdrew his fingers and lined his cock up.
I could feel my eyes roll back into my head—partially because of all of the ridiculous nicknames that seemed to have no end with him and partially because I knew the next few minutes between him and Dex were about to send me flying.
Dex lifted his head and met Taylor's gaze over my shoulder. "Ready?" Taylor asked. Dex nodded.
I cried out as Taylor pressed the tip of his shaft against my asshole and slowly—oh, so fucking slowly—thrust inside. I gasped and wiggled, causing Dex to slap my side.
"Stop moving, Jamie," he commanded.
"I can't!" I gasped.
"If you don't stop, the next time we do this, I'll put a plug up your ass and clamp your nipples for an entire day, do you understand me?" Dex said between gritted teeth.
I whimpered and barely managed to still long enough for Taylor to get fully inside. Once he was seated in my ass, it was easier. I felt so full—like I was overflowing. I shifted to the side, then forward and back, causing both of them to groan and curse.
"I held still," I whined to Dex, "but for the love of God, if you don't fucking move..."
Taylor moved back, the feel of his cock pulling against my asshole nearly making me bite my tongue. As Taylor thrust back inside, Dex withdrew. Soon enough, the two of them were following an age old rhythm that had me tingling from the inside out. Words and noises spilled from between my lips so quickly, I didn't even know what I was saying or doing. All I knew was that I was careening wildly toward the brink of something glorious. I could feel the wave of my orgasm coming for me, flying directly towards me as Taylor pounded into my ass and Dex into my pussy.
"Please!" I screamed.
"Yes!" Dex yelled back. "Come, Jamie. Come on, Baby. Let us feel you clamp around us."
With one last thrust, timed to enter at the exact same moment, I splintered apart around them. White blinded my vision and I felt as though my whole self had crashed into a bright abyss as pleasure slammed into me from all sides. I could dimly hear Taylor release his seed against me as Dex groaned into my ear. And then...nothing.
They really had fucked me unconscious.
Chapter 4
“Jamie…” I felt a feather-light kiss on my cheek and the brushing of lips down my face. “Jamie, wake up.”
I grumbled and rolled away from the voice, cuddling into my pillow, wrapping my arms around it as I buried my head.
“Jamie, it’s morning. You slept all night. We have to get going.”
I didn’t want to get up. I was perfectly happy remaining right where I was. I could still feel the glow of post-orgasmic bliss lulling me into a soft sense of security and happiness. The intruder, however, obviously didn’t understand that because he poked me in the side. “Your parents are going to be arriving in a few hours.”
I growled and blinked my bleary eyes. Cody’s face came into fuzzy view. “Sleep,” I mumbled half-heartedly.
He shook his head, auburn locks falling over his forehead. “It’s already ten am,” he said. “You’ve slept in enough. Don’t you have a dress appointment today?”
I gasped, sitting up. Oh shit! I didn’t have a dress appointment. I had to go pick it up! My eyes veered away from him, bouncing around the room as I looked for a clock. There on the back wall, I found one. He was right, the large hand was inching forward, the smaller one settled firmly on the ten. I flung back the sheets.
"Where are my clothes?" I demanded. "Shit, why didn't you wake me up before?" I dragged the comforter along behind me as I scrambled around the room. But the floor was empty, completely barren of clothing.
"Don't worry, Taylor ran back to the hotel and brought everything over. We put away all your clothes," Cody said from his seat on the bed.
I looked back at him. "We haven't even signed a lease yet," I pointed out.
He shook his head. "Don't have to," he replied. "Dex bought the place."
I grumbled but headed for the door I assumed was the closet anyway. Unfortunately, it was not. The door I chose happened to open into a large, stone-gray bathroom with a rainfall shower behind glass doors. I blinked at it, wondering how long I had...but the dress pick up had to happen before eleven am, and getting
around New York City took twice as long as it did back home. I grumbled and slammed the door, storming over to a new one that—thankfully—was where my clothes had been put. I snatched a dress from the hanger and slipped it on over my head. No bras...
I turned, searching...ah! There! I headed back across the room to an ornate dresser and as luck would have it, the first drawer I opened held my panties and bras. I slipped a thong up under my dress and grabbed a strapless bra, shoving the fabric of my outfit up so I could fit it comfortably around my chest.
"Need a ride?" Cody asked, his voice thick with amusement.
"If you're offering, yes," I replied.
He nodded, and as soon as I had everything in place, he herded me towards the front door, stopping to pick up the sandals I'd had on the day before. I didn't even remember taking them off. He handed them to me and pressed the elevator button. As I slipped them on, I took another second to glance around.
"Where are the others?" I asked.
"Taylor is checking us out of the hotel and getting everything we had carted over here. Dare had an interview, and Dex is following up with the venue for tomorrow."
"You drew the short stick, huh?" I chuckled. "Guess you're stuck chauffeuring me around all day."
Cody smiled, drawing me in as the elevator dinged and we stepped inside. "On the contrary," he said with a kiss to the top of my head. "You could say I won the luck of the draw."
I rolled my eyes but snuggled against his chest, relishing in the feel of him. "Last night was amazing," I whispered.
"Hmmmm." He swallowed as he held me. "You think so?"
I nodded. "Uh huh. Next time, though, I want you in more places than my mouth."
He groaned and I felt the strength of his response against my stomach as he pressed closer, leaning back against the elevator wall. "You're naughty," he said with a laugh. "I'll have to tell Dex."
"Tattletale." I pouted, but it wasn't real. This was just play. I leaned up on my toes and pressed a kiss to his lips as the elevator dinged once more and the doors opened. "Come on, let's go. After we pick up the dress, we have to go to the airport. I think my parents are getting here around noon."
Cody let me drag him towards the doors for a moment before he redirected me down a long narrow hallway. "Car lot is underground," he said by way of explanation as he led me down a darkened flight of stairs.
As soon as we got to the car and buckled in, I began the search for my phone. But of course, my dumb ass hadn’t checked or even looked for my old clothes—which was where I’d last seen it in the pocket of yesterday’s jeans.
“Looking for this?” Cody reached into his pocket and handed my phone over.
I narrowed my eyes at him as I took it.
“It’s fully charged,” he informed me. “Thought you might need it with how busy today’s going to be.”
“Uh huh.” I sighed, but I was happy to have it because he was right. Today was going to be long and busy. Tonight, however, would be the true testament.
I quickly flipped through my text messages, responding to Roxi to tell her about the place the guys had picked out...and how we were apparently already moving in. Then I found the messages from my parents and reassured them that I’d be there to pick them up when they got to the JFK airport.
“Silk & Co. right?” Cody asked as he pulled into the parking lot of the bridal gown company I’d purchased my dress from a few months ago.
“Yeah, stay here. I’ll be right back.”
I popped the door open just as he turned off the car. “Wait, I’ll—”
“Nope,” I stopped him before he could say anything more as I turned and planted a kiss right on his mouth. I backed up as he blinked at me. “The groom isn’t supposed to see the dress before the ceremony.”
He grumbled. “You’re already married,” he reminded me. “This is just for everyone else.”
I shook my head. “That was just a piece of paper, this is the real deal,” I replied.
“But—”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back before you know it!” I slammed the car door shut on my way out, leaving him gaping after me as I traipsed inside.
I rushed through the hallways leading to the floor my bridal gown company was on, and after that, it was a really fast last fitting and final payment. I winced as I slid the card Dex had given me for this purchase across the countertop. The lady smiled at me as she rang me up, but my eyes avoided the price tag tucked neatly in a folder of all of my measurements and notes from previous fittings.
“Congratulations on your nuptials, Mrs. Smythe-Jones,” she said as she filed the receipt into the folder and handed me a copy along with my dress in a white opaque bag.
I nodded, taking the bag from her, satisfied that it was at least hidden from view so the guys would have no clue what they were getting into tomorrow. I headed back out into the parking lot and found Cody sitting in the car with the phone pressed to his ear.
“Yeah, no, we’ll be there anyway. Yeah, we have to pick up her parents,” he was saying as I got in and shut the door.
He glanced over at me and turned the ignition, starting the car. “We’re on our way to the airport now. I haven’t heard anything from…uh huh…yeah, I’m driving. Talk to you soon. Bye.”
“Who was that?” I asked as Cody set the phone into the console and turned out onto the highway.
“Taylor. He’s got everything moved over to the Balden,” he answered. “We’re meeting him, his parents, Dex, and Dare and his parents tonight at the Lancaster for dinner.”
I took a deep breath. “Wow, this is really happening, isn’t it?”
Cody glanced over and reached out to take one of my hands from my lap. “It’ll be okay, Jamie. Whatever happens. We’re here with you.”
I nodded, but that still didn’t relieve me of feeling like the world was about to explode. Who knew how all of our parents were going to take the news that they weren’t just here to see me and Dex get married, but to see me and all of the guys get married. I sucked in a breath and held it for the longest time, until I felt faint and the only comfort I drew came from the hand Cody squeezed. I prayed that everything worked out and nothing that happened tonight would ruin tomorrow’s happiness.
* * *
"Mom! Dad! We're over here!" I lifted my arm and waved it back and forth as I saw the top of my Dad's graying head with his signature Indiana Jones hat. I sighed. Of course, he'd bring that thing. My mom trailed behind him, almost a foot shorter than his six-three frame.
"Jamie." My dad spread his arms wide and lifted me up against his chest. "How's my little girl?"
I laughed, pressing against his chest to get him to let me down. He did so with a grin as my mom circled his side and swept me up once more, smothering me down into her giant chest. I gasped, pushing against her, but unlike my father, she was less willing to let go.
"We've been so worried!" she cried. "Moving to New York City of all places!"
"Mom!" I winced as she squeezed me even tighter. "Can't breathe here!"
"Cody?" My dad turned as Cody approached with a small smile.
"Hello, Mr. Houston, I hope you don't mind that I'll be your driver today."
"Of course not, son." He clapped Cody on the shoulder. "We appreciate you taking the time to help out. I'm sure you're ready for your friend to get married so you don't have to do stuff like this anymore, am I right?"
I finally managed to escape my mother's grasp as I pushed away, gasping for air. "Why don't we go ahead and head out," I said quickly, halting any further conversation. "Here, let me get your bag for you." I snatched up my mom's carryon and started towards the exit.
In the background, I heard Cody chuckle as he responded to my father—taking his extra luggage as well. "It's truly no problem."
A blush stole over my cheeks. Of course it wasn't a problem, and it wasn't like he'd stop doing stuff like this once I was married...because I wasn't just marrying Dex.
"Jamie, wait up, dear!" My mot
her rushed to catch up with me, her low heels clicking on the hard airport floor. Why anyone would wear any level of heels when flying was beyond my comprehension.
We headed out into the traffic and amidst the screaming, horn honking, and whistle blowing we found our way back to the temporary parking lot where Cody and I'd parked several minutes before. Lugging my parents' stuff into the trunk of the car, they slid into the backseat as Cody and I took the front.
"Gosh," my mom said, fanning herself with her hand. "It's a lot warmer here than I expected."
"It won't get cold for a few more weeks yet," Cody replied with a smile as he backed out of the lot.
"So, where are we heading?" Dad asked. "Are we staying in the same hotel?"
"Oh, well...we're not staying in a hotel anymore," I answered awkwardly, casting Cody a look.
As serene as ever Cody nodded. "We moved into a suite on the lower West Side yesterday."
"The West Side..." My mom sounded surprised. "That's an expensive area, isn't it?" In my rearview mirror, I watched as she looked my way, concern etched into her features. "Are you renting?"
I turned and looked behind me. "No, Dex bought it," I admitted with a wince.
"Is that...so?" The worry didn't disappear. In fact, it deepened.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Houston," Cody said. "Dex is very good with money. When he graduated, his trust fund was opened to him. He's already got a job lined up with Giants."
"Yes, that's very impressive," Dad said with a grin. "I'm proud of you, Honey. You hooked a real good one."
I rolled my eyes and groaned as I thudded my head against the seat. He had no idea. I'd hooked more than one.
"So, what else is there planned?" my mom asked, switching topics. "Dinner tonight. Wedding and reception tomorrow. Then..."
"Uh...that's it," I said with a wince. "I mean, of course you guys can stick around, but—"
"No, no," she cut me off, leaning forward. "What about your honeymoon?"
