by Madison Faye
He wasn't mad before, after Gaige and Dane. And it's not like he had any right to be mad either, but I know there's a part of me that's glad he wasn't. If anything, after our hour-long screw-fest, I'd say knowing what I'd done with his two friends before him only made him want to claim me harder, and deeper.
Except there's something in voice here tonight that worries me. It's something… I don't know, edged? He clearly knows about what happened the night before, but it feels different than when he knew about his brother and Dane and me.
I take a stuttered breath before I purse my lips and turn to face him.
God he's attractive. I mean, they all are, but there's this dark, powerful heat that seems to shroud Vince that makes him completely irresistible.
"You're early," he says icily, his eyes burning into mine.
I nod. "Yeah, I—" I almost want to say because I totally ditched out on work last night, but I decide it's best not to, even if I'm pretty sure he knows exactly where I was, and who with.
"I just wanted to be prepared for—"
"Come with me."
His voice is edged in steel, and his eyes blaze into mine before he turns and strides across the poker room floor. I think about not following for one second before I shiver and quickly trot after him. He moves right for the stairs to the VIP room, and the heat on my face only grows as we climb them. Oh, he knows what happened alright. But again, it feels different than last time. This time, I wonder if I really am in trouble for skipping out on work entirely.
"Shut the door."
I swallow, turning and gently closing the door until it clicks shut, closing us both in here. I turn back to find him leaning against the small bar, his powerful arms crossed over his muscled chest. He's wearing a white dress shirt, a few buttons undone, over dark jeans, and I melt a little under his intense stare.
"I know," he growls, after a very long moment of silence. "I know what you did last night, with Luke and Noah."
His voice is edged and growly, and I shiver as it rumbles across the room and over me.
"Vince, I—"
"Sir," he growls. "I am your boss, and you will call me sir. Is that understood?"
Oh, I'm in trouble.
I swallow thickly as I nod. "Yes, sir."
Vince's eyes narrow at me as he raises a hand and beckons me close with a crook of his finger. I move towards him, closer, until I'm right in front of him.
"You skipped work last night," he says icily.
I nod. "I'm so sorry, I was—"
"I know what you were doing, Tess," he growls. He slowly steps around me, circling me like a shark and making me shiver as his eyes slide over my body. He circles me twice before he comes to a stop behind me and growls lowly. I'm sure, despite everything that's been happening, that I'm about to get fired. But suddenly, I gasp as I feel his hand slide up into my hair and tangle it in his fist. He tugs it, enough to make me whimper as he twists my head half around. His breath is hot on my exposed neck, and I take a shaky breath as I feel him suddenly move into me.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" he says darkly.
I bite my lip, trembling slightly and trying so hard not to whimper as I feel his lips just graze my neck.
"Answer me," he growls.
"Yes," I whisper.
Vince makes a tsking sound, his lips right by my ear.
"Such a bad girl," he purrs. "Leaving work to get fucked like that."
My eyes fly open as the gasp tumbles from my lips. He moves into me, and I tremble as I feel his very hard, very thick cock press into my ass.
"Did you like getting fucked in your ass like a dirty little slut?" he growls. I whimper, absolutely melting and completely soaking my panties as his crude, dirty words simmer through me.
"Answer me, beautiful," he rasps into my ear as I take a shaky breath.
"Yes!" I moan, feeling his hands tease over the edge of my black cocktail dress and his cock pulse against my ass.
"Yes what, Tess?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good girl," he purrs, making my pulse thunder in my ears.
"Pull your dress up," he says commandingly, his lips trailing across my neck.
I don't even hesitate. I reach down, grasp the hem of my little black dress, and slowly pull it up high. Vince groans as it slips over my ass, showing him my small black thong. His hand slides up my thigh, cupping my ass possessively before his thumb slips inside the waist of my panties. I whimper as he slides his hand around, the thumb still tucked just inside as he moves it to the front. He cups my pussy through the sticky, wet panties, and when one finger drags up between my lips, I moan quietly.
"Such a dirty girl," He growls. "I bet you liked his cock in this tight little ass of yours."
I cry out as his finger rolls over my clit, nodding as I sag against him.
"Take my cock out," Vince growls into my ear. "Reach back, take my cock out, and I want you to stroke me against your naughty ass."
My head spins, and my body shivers as his fingers roll over my clit again and again. I start to reach back when he tugs the panties down until they're mid-thigh, before he moves his hand back to my now bare, dripping pussy. His finger slides easily inside, and when his palm grinds into my clit, I tremble and gasp.
My fingers find his zipper and tug it down, and when I reach inside, I can feel my pulse jump as my fingers curl around his huge, pulsing cock. I tug him out through his fly, and when I feel his hot cock head against my bare ass, I whimper.
"You thought I'd be mad," he groans, the fierceness in his voice gone.
"I— yeah, maybe I did," I whisper. He turns my head and kisses me fiercely, his finger sliding in and out of my dripping wet pussy and making me moan into his lips.
"Why? I wasn't with Gaige and Dane. I'm not with Noah and Luke either."
"You seemed mad," I say slowly.
"And that worried you."
I take a second, biting my lip and mulling it over before I nod. "Yeah, it did."
"Why, Tess?" he growls, his cock pulsing in my hand against my ass.
"I— I don't know."
"Yes you do," he purrs. "You just don't want to admit it to yourself. Or to me, apparently."
I stop stroking him, pulling away and turning to face him.
"What?"
"You're scared." Vince's eyes blaze into mine as he steps into me, his hands moving to my waist and sliding around to hold me tight. "You're afraid because of what you're feeling. Trust me when I say we're all feeling it too, and it's just as confusing."
"And what are you feeling?" My voice is quiet, like I'm afraid to hear the answer. And I'm afraid because I do know what he means, and I'm afraid what admitting it to myself or to him will mean.
…I'm afraid because I have feelings — very strong and intensely powerful feelings — for five men, and I have no idea what to do with that.
"You know what I'm feeling, Tess," Vince says, his voice tight. "You know what all of us are feeling, and I know you're feeling it too, and that's why you're scared." He shakes his head and leans in, and before I know it, he's kissing me. He kisses me slowly, and deeply, letting it build before he slowly pulls back.
"Tess, I'm fucking crazy about you," he says hoarsely. "Fuck, we all are."
I almost can't speak at first. The second he says it, I know it's out there, and there's no taking it back. For a second, I'm terrified, even if I know that's just because of Nathan and his bullshit. But as quickly as I comes up, I push it back down, stamping it away as the heated feeling in my heart grows stronger.
No. I will not let being hurt before stop me from this — whatever this is, and as insane as this might be.
"We're all falling for you, Tess," Vince says quietly, his deep baritone rumbling through me. "And let me tell you, that's never happened before."
"I thought…" I shake my head, trying to wrap it around what's happening. Five amazing, gorgeous, incredible men are all into me.
…And I can't say the idea doesn't send a thrill
through me.
"I thought you guys…you know, that you all—"
"Shared?" Vince rolls his eyes, shaking his head. "It's happened, here and there. Never anything real, or anything that didn't end up burning us, and never all five of us." He chuckles. "We're not some robot hive-mind, you know."
I grin, biting my lip.
"We each have our types, I guess you could say, but in this case it seems…" He trails off and shakes his head, his eyes never leaving mine.
"In this case, it seems you are our type. You're all of our type. So, no, Tess, I'm not going to lie to you and tell you this is an everyday thing for us and something we know exactly how to handle or deal with, but I can say this."
Vince's hands hold my face, cupping my jaw and sending a thrill through me as he leans close.
"There's no jealousy amongst us. We left that at the door when it comes to each other long ago. I'm not saying I or any of us know exactly what to do, but there won't be competition between us. Not now, and not ever."
I smile. "You're saying I won't have to choose."
"I'm saying I don't think you can choose," he says quietly.
"What, all or nothing?" I swallow, my face growing hot.
Vince says nothing for a second, his thumb tracing my lips as he cups my face. Finally, slowly, he nods.
"I think I am."
I shiver, the gravity of what he's saying tumbling through me. All or nothing. The choice, when it comes to give perfect guys who are apparently all into me is either none of them, or all of them. I want to say it's immediately this hot, "sexy-fantasy-come-to-life" feeling, but really at first, it's not.
At first, it's really just a little overwhelming.
"I…" I look away, feeling my pulse beat faster through my body.
"I don't even know how to begin with that."
"Neither do I," Vince growls, holding me tight. "But I wish I did."
We stand there in silence, before I slowly melt into him, resting my cheek on his hard chest.
"Can I think about it?" I finally whisper.
I can feel him nod before he tilts my head up. Slowly, we close the distance, until I'm losing myself in his kiss. It's soft at first, and then grows hotter, and deeper, until I'm clinging to him and melting against his body as I kiss him with everything I have. We come away panting, the fire raging in both our eyes.
"Or can I maybe just start with you?"
Vince growls, and I gasp as his hands slide down, yank my dress up, and cup my bare ass possessively.
"I was hoping you'd say that," he purrs, his lips brushing my ear as his hands pull me tight to his rock-hard cock. "Because I believe it's my turn to claim something I've been dying to claim ever since I laid eyes on you."
I whimper, falling into his hungry kiss before I gasp as he suddenly spins me around and presses me against the bar top.
"Bend over, baby girl," he growls. "Bend over and show me that pretty little ass."
13
Tess
Tess
I gasp when he grips my hair in his fist and pulls it aside, his lips trailing down my neck. His fingers find the zipper to my cocktail dress, and he tugs it down in one firm motion. The dress tumbles away, and I shiver as I feel his piercing eyes trace over my skin.
"So fucking beautiful," he groans. Vince's hands skim over my side. His fingers tease over my skin, and when he deftly pulls away the clasp to my bra, I let it drop. I moan as his hands slide around to cup them, his fingers tease my nipples as his teeth graze over my neck. I melt back into him, feeling his body pressed so tight to mine and feeling his huge cock against me. He pulls away, and I see his shirt drop to the ground out of the corner of my eyes before his hands move back to my body. He teases them down, sliding over my breasts, my belly, and my hips. He skims down my thighs, pushing my panties the rest of the way down.
His arms wrap around me, and I gasp as he easily picks me up in his powerful, muscled arms.
"Right here, angel," he growls in my ear, setting me on a lushly padded, low bar stool. He places me on my knees, my thighs together as he gently pushes me forward so I'm leaning against the bar top. His hands pull my ass back, and I arch my back, whimpering as I feel his hands slide over my thighs and his breath tease over my exposed pussy.
"I've been dying to taste you again since the other night," Vince groans, moving forward. His lips press against my ass, kissing one cheek and then the other before he moves lower.
"Mmm…someone's nice and wet for me," he groans, making me moan as his finger slides over my dripping, eager pussy.
"Someone seems to have that effect on me," I gasp, moaning as I feel his fingers rub me in a slow circle. His breath is hot on my skin as he moves in, and suddenly, I cry out as his finger is replaced by his warm, wet, teasing tongue. Vince growls as he drags his tongue up and down my slit, spreading my lips with it and pushing deep inside. His groans vibrate through me as his tongue swirls over my clit, making my blood turn to fire in my veins.
His hands grip my ass tightly, spreading me wide and grabbing me like I'm his as his tongue pushes in and out of my opening. The tip teases back and forth across my clit, making me shiver before he drags it back. He licks at my pussy with deep, dragging licks, making my head spin before he moves even further back. His wicked tongue slides to my ass, and when he touches the tip to my tight little ring, I cry out.
"Oh, fuck," I whimper, clawing at the bar top as Vince's tongue swirls across my asshole.
"You like that, don't you," he purrs, his tongue giving me another quick lick that makes me gasp.
I nod eagerly, my moans my only response.
"Such a dirty girl," he growls into my skin. "Getting all slick and wet when her boss licks her tight little ass. Your pussy is so fucking wet for me, and I bet it only gets wetter the more I tease this perfect, naughty little ass."
His tongue pushes firmly against my ass, and I cry out in pleasure — the electricity of it jolting through me. His hand moves between my legs, stroking my pussy before his thumb gently slides inside. He crooks it forward, stroking my g-spot and turning my whole body to jell-o as he tongues my ass. He groans into me, and I glance back just enough to see that his other hand is tight around his cock as he slowly strokes the thick shaft. Pre-cum beads at the tip and coats his thick, veiny cock as he pumps his hand up and down while he licks me.
"No fair," I moan, eyeing his cock and shuddering as the pleasure floods through me.
"Did my angel want a taste?" he growls, his tongue swiping over my ass and making me whimper.
"Yes," I moan.
"Good girl."
He pulls away from me, and slowly, he starts to rotate the barstool, until I'm facing him. His lips are on my neck, making me gasp as his hand slides between my legs to stroke my pussy. My hand drops to his cock, sliding his own hand away as I wrap my fingers around the pulsing hardness. Fuck he's so nice and big — so throbbing with need for me. I lean down, and he groans as he helps me. His hand slips into my hair, pulling it into a ponytail as he guides my mouth to his big dick. My lips slip over the crown and slide down his shaft as he fills my mouth. My hands wrap around the many inches I can't fit, stroking him as I hollow my cheeks and suck.
Vince's hand slides down my back and over my ass. One hand finds my pussy, the other my ass, and I moan around him as he starts to tease me with both. Two fingers slip inside my slick pussy, and when one from the other hand pushes inside my ass, I whimper around him. My mouth moves faster, my moans deeper as I start slurp on his cock while his fingers ease in and out of my body.
"Fuck, those lips feels so fucking good," he hisses. "Damn, Tess, you make me want to fill that sassy mouth of yours with my cum."
"Yes please," I moan, pulling away and kissing his crown.
Vince groans, chuckling. "And I could, in less time than you think if you keep doing that. But…" he growls, trailing off as he pulls me up and kisses me slowly. "But I have other plans for you, baby girl."
He scoops me
up in his arms, kissing me again before he turns me around and places me back on the stool, this time sitting on it with my ass pulled back to the very edge. He spins it so that I'm facing away from him, and when one of his arms wraps around me and pulls me tight to his bare chest, I feel his big cock tease over my pussy. I can feel him stroking himself as he centers his cock and eases it inside. I cry out as he stretches my lips wide, every inch of him driving inside until he's balls deep in my pussy.
We both groan, my muscles clenching at him and his cock throbbing so hot and deep inside. He pulls back before plunging back in, holding me tight on the edge of the stool. It feels so naughty and sexy like this — my back arched and my ass off the edge of the stool and pressed back into him. His big dick slides in and out, making me cry out as he hits every single perfect place inside, his shaft rubbing my clit on every stroke.
But he pulls back, stroking himself and teasing my opening with the head for a second.
"I want this," he growls, easing his cock head up and letting it trace around my ass. I whimper, the forbidden heat of it flooding my body and making me shiver in pleasure.
"Open up, baby girl," he growls into my ear. "Open that tight little ass for me and take my big cock deep inside like a dirty little slut."
The pleasure thunders through me, his words and his touch turning me into a puddle as he presses the big head of his dick against my tight opening. He adds pressure, stroking my pussy with his other hand, until slowly, his big, thick head begins to inch inside.
"Oh fuck," I cry out, hands clawing at the bar top and my body tingling with pleasure as I feel him slowly pry me open and ease inside. "Oh God, it's so big…" I moan, biting my lip. "So big and so fucking good."
Vince groans, pushing another inch inside and making me cry out.
"Take my cock, angel," he growls, pushing inside. "Take every inch of my big cock in that hot little ass of yours until you feel my heavy balls pressed tight against your little pussy."
