by JA Low
“I need those lips wrapped around me, Ness,” Christian prompts me, his large, thick erection bobbing in front of me. Yes, they do need to be wrapped around him. Eagerly, I start licking him. Axel’s technique is different to Christian’s but equally as magical, he doesn't take long to make me come.
“Fuck, so fucking good.” Axel smiles between my legs. This is so surreal.
Moving off Axel my eyes follow Christian across the room to his jeans where he pulls out a condom. Yes, I need him inside of me. He walks back toward the bed and lies down. I help him with the condom.
“Now, sweetheart, I am going to need you to jump on,” he orders, smiling as he lays back on the bed. “I want you reverse cowgirl, looking at Axe.”
My heart is thumping, but in a good way. I do as I am told, slowly sinking down onto Christian, both of us groaning as he fills me.
Axel smirks and moves closer. “Hold her still for a moment,” Axel asks, while bending down and taking a nipple into his mouth. Rolling his tongue over it he sucks it deep into his warm mouth, using his teeth to send crazy sensations all over my body. Axel spends his time driving me crazy playing with my nipples. It’s not long before a finger slowly dips in-between my legs. Fuck, now that is hot, Christian’s cock filling me while Axel’s finger is touching me.
“I think we can get another out of you,” Axel growls.
“I need to move, man,” Christian grumbles.
“Let’s see if she can come on your cock with my fingers.”
The double sensation is making me crazy, bright lights are flashing before me. Christian is moving slowly underneath me, Axel’s large fingers are playing with my clit, his warm mouth wrapped around my breasts. Rock stars are great at sex, not because of all the groupies but because they can keep their rhythm, each of them in tune with the other as they bring me higher and higher to ecstasy.
“Fuck,” I scream, my whole body convulsing, tears touching my eyes from the power of the orgasm.
“Shit, I felt that in my bones,” Christian mumbles underneath me.
“You okay?” Axel asks.
My face is flushed, my skin has broken out in a slight sweat, my body feels like it’s floating in some sort of heaven, yet I want more. Axel shuffles back and Christian pulls out of me, making me whimper.
“Get on your hands and knees, this is about to get rough,” Christian growls.
I’m drunk on orgasms, they could tie me up and do anything to me and I wouldn’t care, it’s the most magical feeling I have ever felt. Christian positions me on my knees, his hands are on my hips as his cock nudges my entrance. He teases me until I am making some sort of frustrated, crazed whimper. When he enters me everything feels right again. I reach out, grabbing Axel’s cock, stroking it in time with Christian’s thrusts, which start out slow and torturous but within moments his thrusts become frantic. It’s not long before Axel’s cock is in my mouth and my body starts to shake again as Christian fucks me hard. Shit, his girth stretches me, his length finding the perfect places inside of me that make me want to soar. I can feel the saltiness of Axel’s arousal in my mouth, my hands find his balls which start to tense, he is close. Christian’s thumb finds my puckered hole again as he thrusts into me just as Axel’s cock hits my throat, the sensation is overwhelming and I come again. My orgasm spurs Christian on to find his release and not long after that Axel comes down my throat. We all collapse in a shaky, sweaty, blissful mess of limbs.
Fuck, I think I just came again thinking about last night, my cheeks are flushed and my body is humming.
“Morning, gorgeous.”
“Shit, you scared me, Christian,” I squeal, trying not to fall over.
The bastard chuckles as he joins me. “How are you this morning?” His eyes run hungrily over my body.
“Fine, just a wicked hangover. How about you?” I understand what he is really asking—if I am okay with what happened between Axel and him last night.
“It was hot, but do I want to do it again? No.” I could see the vulnerability in his eyes wondering if I wanted to be with his brother. Wrapping my arms around his neck I rub our noses together. “Not sure how last night happened, I think we were riding on some sort of high, the tequila probably didn’t help, but honestly I’m happy with the memories, it was erotic and it has left me with enough spank bank material for a life time.”
Christian chuckles, “How did I get so lucky to have you in my life, Ness?”
“I think it was some kind of cosmic kismet that brought us together.” My lips touch his as I feel his arms tighten around me.
“I think you might be right.” He nuzzles into my neck, pushing me a couple of steps back against the shower wall. “I need you again, Ness, just you and me, is that okay?”
“Yes.”
Christian turns me around in his arms, pressing my chest against the cold tiled wall he enters me in one swift movement, we lose ourselves in the rawness of the moment, my oversensitive body doesn’t take long to come and I scream as Christian takes me.
“Morning,” Axel says, smiling as we walk out into the kitchen. Room service has delivered our breakfast and it is waiting for us on the table. My cheeks flush looking at Axel standing there, his hair pulled up into a man bun, his grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips. He’s not wearing any underwear, thank God for the dick imprint in his sweatpants. I bit my lip remembering last night.
“Okay, is this going to be awkward now?” Axel asks, looking between Christian and I. We both shrug. So yeah, I guess it is going to be awkward. Axel walks toward me; I can see that desire in his eyes. He grabs my face and kisses my cheeks, thank fuck. He turns to Christian, who looks like he is ready to skin his brother for touching me, and slaps him on the back. “Last night was fun, thanks.” He sits down and starts eating his scrambled eggs. Christian and I look at each other and follow suit, we eat in silence for a while.
“Seriously, guys, is this going to be weird?” Axel asks again, looking at both of us. We are still both silent. See what I mean awkward. “Okay, I guess I am going to have to spell it out because both of you are incapable of forming words. Vanessa, you are a beautiful woman and I find you extremely attractive, especially this morning listening to you come in the shower. Fuck, you made me come in three seconds flat, which is rare for me when jerking off.”
I choke on my eggs, as does Christian.
“Last night was some freak break in the matrix or something like that. I know us, and we would never have done something like that before, probably was a full moon or something. Now…do I want to repeat that again? Yes, because I’m a male and it was sexy as sin…but in all seriousness, no I don’t because now, in the cold light of day, it doesn’t seem right. I know I will think about last night many times as I jerk off, as you both will. But know this, Chris, you can trust me around Vanessa, okay?”
I hear Chris let out an audible breath. “I know.”
Axel smiles. “And…Ness, know this, I will turn you down if you come onto me. Unless, of course, I have written permission in blood from my brother.”
This makes me laugh. “Keep dreaming.”
“Oh, I will don’t you worry, so let’s just think of last night as some magical little anomaly never to be repeated.”
And with that we continue on eating our breakfast as if last night never happened.
82
Christian
Present Day
Now is the time. I am taking the biggest chance of my life telling Vanessa about my feelings. We are huddle together waiting for the clock to strike midnight so we can ring in the new year together. Evan and Sienna got married today, it was beautiful, those two look so happy and I want that happiness with Vanessa. Having our families spend time with each other on this trip really sealed the deal for me, they just meshed. My parents love Vanessa. Mom would love for something more permeant to happen between us, so hopefully tonight we can start the new year off with a bang as a couple. I am nervous as fuck, we have had such a great time whi
le being here. Vanessa has been so relaxed showing me around where she grew up, especially that hidden waterfall where we basically spent the day fucking in the sun in the middle of nowhere. Heaven, it was fucking heaven.
“Happy New Year,” everyone screams as the fireworks go off around us. I kiss Vanessa with everything that I have, hoping that by some miracle she feels the same way I do. Breaking our kiss, we turn and watch the light display.
“Vanessa, I love you,” I whisper into her ear.
“I love you too,” she answers.
I maneuver her around in my arms so that we are face to face when I explain to her what I really mean. “No, V…I love you.” I don’t think she gets what I mean, because we say that all the time to each other but it’s usually in a friendly way. Now I am meaning it in a ‘more than friends’ kind of way. “Not as the ‘best friends forever’ kind of love, more like…” I pause for a moment stumbling over my words because I am nervous as fuck. “I love you as in you’re ‘the one’ kind of way.” Vanessa laughs, she must think I am joking, she isn’t taking me seriously. “Ness?” I prompt her because she hasn’t answered me.
“What?” She responds as if I haven’t just declared my deepest feelings for her.
“You don’t have anything to say?” I question, feeling annoyed by her reaction. She is silent for a moment then reaches out and pinches me. “Ouch,” I groan, rubbing my arm. What the hell did she do that for?
“Chris… no,” she finally answers and I can see that she is freaking out and I don’t blame her because if the roles were reversed I would probably be doing the same thing.
“V, look at me,” I command, trying to get her to concentrate on me in front of her not everything else that is going on in her head. “Ness, stop freaking out and look at me,” I demand again when she refuses to meet my eyes. “No one can compare to you, Ness.” I want her to understand exactly how serious I am about her. “I tried, I tired so much to get over you but you are so far under my skin.” I can see the panic on her face.
“But…we live together.”
Ugh that same old excuse I have heard through the years, I’m over it. “And yet that doesn’t stop you from crawling into my bed most nights,” I taunt, not meaning to get annoyed with her but I am.
“Don’t,” she whispers.
“Doesn’t stop you straddling my dick on the couch during a movie or…” Her soft, warm hand covers my mouth silencing me.
“I never hear you say no,” she bites back.
“Why the hell would I, Ness? You are fucking hot and I love you.” My hand lightly runs down her arm, trying to keep the connection between us going.
“But…you’re my best friend.” Another excuse she has made over the years.
“Don’t you think that’s a great foundation to start a relationship?” I look at her, daring her to disagree.
Shaking her head at me she replies, “Chris, you weren’t supposed to fall for me.”
“How could I not, Ness? You’re beautiful, sexy, you look after me, that accent of yours does things to my dick. I trust you and there aren’t many people I trust. You also swear like a biker, drink like a sailor and fuck like a pro.”
Pushing a hand on my chest, she takes a step back from me. I’m a little confused by her reaction.
“Wow, what a glowing reference.” She sounds angry. “Why the hell would you want to be with someone like that?”
“My family loves you, Ness, and you know it.”
She looks at me shaking her head. “It would ruin everything we have worked so hard to build, you can’t go and change the goal posts now.”
“What? Haven’t you liked being in my bed all of these months?”
“Fucking you is different to being with you.” She quickly covers her mouth when she realizes what she has said. I’m not going to lie, it fucking hurt. I feel my anger bubble to the surface.
“Okay, I get it. I’m good enough to fuck but not good enough to date. I will only ever be one of your many fuck toys you play with.” My heart is racing. “I never thought you were like that, Ness. I never thought you saw me like that.” I cross my arms defensively in front of me.
“Christian, you’re more than that to me and you know it,” she whispers.
“Really, are you sure about that, Ness?” I say sarcastically.
“I thought it was always going to be you and me, having fun, messing around. I never thought there would ever be…more.”
This woman makes me so angry, I don’t understand how she can possibly be saying all these things to me, I thought what we have together was something special. I get that she has had some fucked up relationships which has made her cautious about love, but this is me, I have been around her for so long, she should know by now that I am trustworthy enough, that I will never ever hurt her. I just don’t get it.
“You thought for the rest of our lives we would just fool around?” There is silence between us. She thought that we could just continue fooling around, no commitment. Like what? Until we are sixty or seventy, or until one of us is dead? “I’m sorry that I finally had the balls to say how I feel, Ness. What you and I have between us it’s once in a lifetime stuff. We are meant to be together and you know it.” I pull her to me so she can see how serious I am about her. “I want happily ever after with you and I’m sorry if that makes you feel uncomfortable. These feelings I have for you scare the absolute shit out of me but I am willing to give this a try.” I give her a smile hoping that will show her how much I mean it. “Someone needed to be honest with their feelings here. Five years we have been in and out of each other’s beds and yet we haven’t become sick of each other yet. That must mean something.”
Vanessa pulls herself out of my arms and my heart sinks.
“I’m sorry, Chris, but I can’t. I can’t love you like that. I don’t think I can love anyone like that.”
What? Does she not realize she already does love me that way every single day?
“Nothing, you feel nothing for me?” I ask, thumping my chest. I notice a single tear falling down her cheek. I know her heart is not made of stone.
“I can’t give you what you want, Christian. I’m sorry.”
Fuck, this woman makes me so mad. “You’re a fucking liar, Ness. Don’t forget I know you. I can tell when you’re lying to me, lying to my face. Have you forgotten what it feels like between us?” I need to show her, remind her, she is so fucking stubborn sometimes. I grab her face and pull her to me and let my lips do the talking, hoping she can’t deny the physical reaction she has to me. It’s working as she grabs my body and pulls it closer to her. How can she ignore what happens between us? Finally, I relax a little hoping that our kiss had enough power to change her mind. Resting my forehead against hers I whisper, “I felt exactly how much you love me in that kiss, Ness.”
“I can’t. Why is that so hard for you to understand? I have my job, we live together, our friendship. I’m sorry, I’m not risking all that for some fantasy life you think we can have together.”
I am physically stunned by her words.
“I’m not capable of loving you the way you want me to.”
My heart sinks deep down inside of me.
“I’m sorry, Chris, it’s not worth the risk.”
There it is, she just doesn’t love me as much as I love her. I can’t continue on like this, loving someone who will never love me back. I’ve wasted five years chasing after a dream that will never happen. I am so fucking stupid. “Okay, Ness, I hear you loud and clear. I’m not worth the risk. All I am to you is a convenient cock.” I am pissed, I am hurt and I am lashing out. I take a couple steps toward her before spitting out, “I would have made you happy, if only you had the balls to take a chance. Don’t worry, V, I won’t make that mistake again. Like I said, I hear you loud and clear.” And with that I turn on my heel and head back toward the party leaving the woman I love behind.
“Sorry, excuse me are you Christian Taylor?” A petite blonde catches my atte
ntion as I stomp my way through the gardens. She is one of the wait staff at the resort.
“Sure am, darlin’, and you, you are exactly what I have been looking for.”
83
Vanessa
One month after the wedding
“Things can’t possibly be that bad?” Derrick questions me as we drive to my home.
“Just you wait, I mean it, D. I don’t think I can live with him anymore.” Christian is refusing to have anything to do with me since he confessed his love and asked for a chance at a future together. I wanted to say yes, but I couldn’t, fear stopped me. It’s stupid to be so scared of being in a relationship, especially with him. But now, the way he is treating me, the way he has totally cut me out of his life is hurtful. This is the reason why I couldn’t chance it, because of this exact reason. Christian has been partying hard since the wedding, photos of him stumbling out of clubs with any number of women on his arms have been landing on my desk at work. And don’t even get me stated with the working situation, apparently we need a mediator because that is the only way we can communicate between each other. He refuses any one on one meetings I have requested to help clear the air. Poor Isla is caught in the middle of us, the whole band are at a loss with why he is acting the way he is toward me. In the five years I have worked with them they have never seen him so cold toward me. Evan was the only one that knew something was up. He pulled me aside one day and asked me point-blank if I had said no to Christian. I was pretty shocked that he knew about us. He explained that he was the one that pushed Christian to declare his feelings for me and now he feels bad that he might have ruined us. Of course it wasn’t Evan’s fault, it was Christian’s wounded pride that had taken a beating. Yeah, I was kind of bitch to him, but I thought we could at least be civil until those hurt feelings had gone away. I was wrong.
