“Fuck, I feel like I could almost come just from this.”
“Don’t do that,” Tiara said with a giggle. “I need your cock deep in my pussy.”
Easing herself on top of her sprawled-out lover, she positioned the tip of his cock directly against her pulsing cunt but then paused.
“What are you waiting for?” Seth gasped. “I need you to fuck me right now.”
“Jack has to get me ready, first. And he’s even wider than the plug that’s inside you, so we have to be extra careful.”
Leaning forward, Tiara gave Jack easy access to her tight hole. She shivered as the cold lube hit her skin. As Jack massaged her ass and slid a finger in, goose bumps broke out along her arms, this time from pleasure rather than temperature. Sliding another finger in, he started to thrust in and out quickly, sending jolts of pleasure through her pussy, making her more and more eager to slide down Seth’s cock and ride him.
“Hurry up,” she moaned as his finger scissored inside of her. “I can’t wait much longer. I need cock, and I need it now.”
Not waiting for Jack to remove his fingers, Tiara slid her cunt down over Seth’s cock, and they both gasped as her muscles clenched around him. As soon as the tip of his cock reached her G-spot, she paused, waiting for Jack to lube up his cock and slide into her tight ass. She welcomed the tight fullness, so intense it was almost unbearable.
Once her muscles finished stretching out, she began to move, slowly at first, letting her body warm up. Grabbing Seth’s hands, she placed one on her breast and the other on her clit, and as he started to play with her, she moved faster, feeling both cocks slide out and then thrust back in, each impact sending jolts of pleasure all the way through her body.
Tiara knew Jack wouldn’t let Seth have all the fun. She expected him to grab her free breast or maybe playfully fight Seth for possession of her clit. She wasn’t expecting a slap and a sting to fall across her ass, sending sparks shooting across her skin and down into her cunt.
“Again,” she gasped, struggling to maintain her balance as pleasure ricocheted through her entire body.
Jack delivered three more slaps, all in time with her thrusts, each one harder than the last. Then he quit following a set rhythm or intensity. Sometimes, his fingertips barely brushed against her ever-reddening skin, but other times, his flat palm slammed into her, making her flesh burn even more. The intensity against her skin matched the sensation building up in her pussy, and as he delivered four rough smacks in equal succession, her body exploded with release. As the spasms overwhelmed every nerve and muscle, she collapsed forward onto Seth, digging her nails into his shoulders.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Seth whispered. His cock surged once, then twice, and then his own hands were digging into her arms, groans flowing out of his mouth as he leaned his forehead against hers.
It only took a few more thrusts against Jack’s cock before he quit slapping her ass and gripped her hips.
“Oh fuck, Tiara, yes!” he shouted, and she felt his cock empty into her body.
Tiara slipped off of Seth’s cock and fully collapsed on top of him, feeling his heartbeat chase hers. Jack slid out of her ass and flopped down on the bed beside them, stroking his fingers lightly along her back.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered.
“So are you,” she said. “Both of you.”
Rolling off of Seth, she eased the plug out of his ass and then nestled herself in between them, and they both started stroking her body with reverential attention.
“We don’t really need to go back into work today, do we?” she asked.
“You and I have a competition we need to win,” Seth said, kissing her nose. “That means we have to rehearse. Our studio reservation begins in half an hour, so we should probably get going.”
“The two of you might as well take the rest of the day off,” Jack said. “You’ve never managed to beat me and Catherine yet. This time won’t be any different.” He winked, and Tiara knew he was teasing.
“If you’re trying to motivate us into kicking your butt, you’re doing a good job,” she said with a wink. “Seth, let’s get up and shower. We really need to get back to practice if we’re going to prove him wrong.”
“No, don’t go,” Jack said, grabbing her arm and pulling her back down between them. “I’d rather have you in bed with us.”
“So would I,” Seth said. “We can beat them at the next competition. Let’s just enjoy ourselves this time around.”
“I can’t believe you’re both going to try to seduce me out of winning,” Tiara said with a giggle. Then Jack slid a hand inside her pussy, and she gasped, falling back onto the bed.
“It’s working, isn’t it?” he asked as she writhed, pleasure overwhelming her body again.
The phone rang, and Seth reached for it.
“What are you doing?” Tiara asked, trying to bat his hand away. “Who cares who’s calling? I want to fool around some more.”
“And I want you to talk on the phone while I lick your cunt,” he said before picking up the phone and handing it to her.
“Hello?” Tiara asked, trying not to giggle as Seth dove between her legs.
“Tiara? Where are you?” The alarm in Taletha’s voice overwhelmed Tiara’s ear, instantly killing her desire.
“I’m at the hotel, of course. You’re calling my room.” Tiara moved away from Seth, not wanting any distractions until Taletha calmed down.
“Oh, right, of course. I’m sorry, I’ve dialed so many numbers this morning, I can’t quite remember which number I’ve dialed or who I’m calling next.”
“What’s going on?” Tiara asked, throwing the covers away and giving Seth a stern glance. He looked hurt that she’d quit playing.
“The police are on their way to your hotel. The two of you need to get out of there now.”
“What?” Tiara hopped out of bed and started dressing, gesturing for Seth and Jack to do the same.
“Get out, and go somewhere safe. Don’t take the time to pack, just grab what you need and get out of the hotel.”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“Look, this will be easier to explain in person. The police have secured the studio and are sure it’s safe, so just meet me there, okay?”
“You can’t tell me over the phone?”
“Trust me, it’s better this way. If you’re not here in twenty minutes, I’m going to assume you ran into trouble and call the cops.” She hung up.
Tiara stood with the phone in her hand, staring at it, unable to believe that the conversation had actually happened.
“What’s going on?” Seth asked.
“I–I don’t know, exactly. But I think we’re in danger. Taletha told us to get dressed, leave anything we don’t need, and get to the studio within twenty minutes. Oh, and the police have had to secure the studio already today.”
“Shit. More threats,” Jack muttered, pulling on his shirt. “Let me drive. I know a shortcut.”
* * * *
Seth sat in the back seat of Jack’s car, fuming the entire way to the studio. He didn’t want to ride with Jack. He was on the verge of losing his patience. Although intellectually he knew there was no way that Jack could have been in any way associated with whatever was going on, he was getting sick and tired of everyone affiliated with the Rhythm and Motion studio. Even though he knew Jack cared for Tiara and would never do anything to hurt her, he was becoming tainted by association. Seth would have preferred that he and Tiara take a cab from the hotel so that he could keep her safe. He wanted them to go rent a car so that they would have the freedom to come and go without having to rely on anyone they couldn’t completely trust. It would have cost more, sure, but he decided both her safety and his were worth the expense.
Tiara, however, never doubted Jack for a second. She had complete faith in him and wasn’t willing to let Seth turn down the offer of a ride, especially since they didn’t know their way around town very well. He didn’t want to f
ight and especially didn’t want to create even more drama, so he got in the back seat without argument and refused to say another word until they arrived at the studio.
Rhythm and Motion was filled with police officers buzzing around, checking out information on studio computers and talking to staff members. Taletha hurried around like a nervous butterfly, answering the officers’ questions and trying to keep staff and students calm in an attempt to keep business running as usual. Seth couldn’t help but feel a little disgusted at her ability to act as though everything was completely normal. He wanted her to shut down the studio for the day, to cancel all lessons, to cut off all rehearsals, to stop pretending that everything could carry on. He also recognized that this was completely selfish of him and that if he owned a studio, he would probably do the same thing. Still, he couldn’t help feeling angry, no matter how much his brain insisted that his feelings were ludicrous.
“Hey, guys,” Taletha said, giving everyone a gentle hug. “How about we talk in my office, where we’ll have some privacy. Jack, would you like to join us?”
“Yes, of course,” Jack said, and Seth winced. Even though Tiara was smitten with him, Seth didn’t feel that he had any right to be involved with this business, whatever it was. She loves me, after all. She hasn’t said anything of that effect to him. He shouldn’t have the same privileges that I do, not when they’re not serious about each other. He kept his mouth shut, though, in order to keep anyone from getting even more upset. Tensions were running high enough, and he wasn’t about to add to the problem.
“Okay,” Taletha said, shutting the door. “I’m really sorry for that phone call earlier, but I was in a total panic.”
“So why don’t you hurry up and tell us what’s going on?” Seth asked. “I don’t really appreciate all the histrionics without anybody actually being upfront about the problem.”
Taletha took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I really am. This has been a very trying morning. When Lynne came back from lunch, she noticed something odd planted underneath the front desk. It had wires and blinking lights—she thought it was a bomb.”
“I’m going to guess that it actually wasn’t,” Seth said, trying to control his temper despite his ever-mounting frustration.
Taletha nodded. “Lynne called the police, and then she called me on my cell. By the time I arrived, they’d shown up and determined that the bomb was a decoy. However, said-decoy was nonetheless threatening.”
Taletha stood up and popped her head outside of her office door. “Officer? Could I show them the evidence, please?”
A police officer walked in, carrying a plastic baggie with a piece of paper in it. “Be careful, please,” he said. “This will be important in the event that the person who did this gets caught and the case goes to trial.”
Seth snatched the note from the officer’s hands.
Now that you’re reading this note, you’ve figured out that this bomb was a fake. What I have planned for the hotel is a bit more sinister. But by the time you read this, it will already be too late.
Seth’s hands began shaking as he passed the note to Tiara, who blanched before she handed it over to Jack. The color drained from his face as well.
“Officer!” a voice called from the hallway. Jack handed the note back before the officer disappeared from the office.
“This is completely unacceptable,” Seth said through clenched teeth.
“I know, and I’m sorry. But we have things under control. The police are going to get your things from the hotel and bring them back to you. You can stay wherever you feel comfortable. My home is open to you, of course, though I suppose you might also want to consider staying with Jack for the remainder of your stay, since the three of you seem to be getting along so well.
“Ms. Hendricks?” The officer popped his head back into the door.
“Yes, come in.”
“We just got a call from the team we sent over to the hotel. There was a real bomb waiting for them.”
“Someone broke into our room?” Tiara asked, her voice starting to crack. Seth eased an arm around her shoulder, trying to reassure her.
“No. It was set up on a room-service tray. It was the real deal, too, though the squad managed to defuse it before anyone got hurt.”
“But we didn’t order room service,” Tiara said, sounding confused.
“You have got to be joking,” Seth spat out. “That’s the kind of shit that goes down in stupid movies, not in real life.”
The officer shrugged. “It’s not exactly common in real life, that’s for sure, but that doesn’t mean half-assed criminals haven’t gotten some ideas from watching lots of crime shows.”
“This is ludicrous. Completely ludicrous.”
“Seth, calm down.”
“I will not calm down! Not until this is settled once and for all!”
“That might be sooner than you think,” the officer said. “According to the squad over at the hotel, a suspect has been apprehended. They’re bringing her to the police station as we speak.”
Jack pulled out his keys. “Let’s go. I’ll drive.”
Again, Seth resented Jack’s intrusion, but he also knew his anger was making everyone uncomfortable, even Tiara, and he didn’t want to make a bigger fuss than he already had, especially not if a suspect had been brought in already. Without a word, he followed the small crowd out of Taletha’s office.
* * * *
Jack’s heart raced as he led the group out of Taletha’s office. He was so focused on getting to the car and speeding over to the police station that he ran smack-dab into Catherine as he barreled out the door.
“Jack! Where the hell are you going?”
“I’m driving Tiara and Seth to the police station.”
Catherine’s face immediately started to go red. “What? Why?”
“Because someone tried to plant a bomb in their hotel room, that’s why. The bomb squad managed to defuse it, and there’s a suspect at the police station. So I’m taking them to see who it is.”
Catherine narrowed her eyes at him. “But we have practice. The competition is in three days. You cannot duck out of rehearsal with so little time left to prepare.”
“I’m sorry, Catherine, but this is an emergency. We can put in double hours tomorrow if it will make you feel better.”
“No, it will not make me feel better. What will make me feel better is you walking back into the studio and practicing with me like you’re supposed to. You want to win, don’t you?”
“Not as much as I want to look into the eyes of the person who is trying to hurt the woman I care about.”
Jack didn’t want to hear another word out of Catherine. He knew she would only be belligerent and that she wouldn’t listen to anything he said. The best course of action was to just walk away. Anything else that came out of his mouth would lead to an argument.
In truth, he was shocked to have run into her. He’d half-believed that she was the one they would find behind bars at the police station. He breathed a sigh of relief as he helped everyone into the car and drove off, not caring that he was breaking the law as he exceeded the speed limit.
At the police station, the four of them all rushed through the door. Jack’s mind had been racing the entire drive, trying desperately to figure out who might be constructing bombs and making threats. He was shocked when they were led through the hallways and up to the window of an interrogation room and found Callista sitting on the other side. Her eyes were red and puffy, she was sweating, and she kept wringing her hands. An officer sat on the other side of the table, interrogating her.
“Ms. Manning, please don’t make this harder than it already is. Now tell me, and be honest this time, what were you doing over at the hotel this morning?”
“I told you, I went over there to visit Tiara and Seth. I wanted to spend some time with them. They’re not in town for very long, and most of the time, they’re busy teaching or practicing. Plus, my best friend, Catherine, doesn’t like t
hem, and she gets annoyed if I try to socialize with them. So I figured I’d just drop by the hotel and offer to buy them lunch or something.”
“And you didn’t call ahead of time?”
“I didn’t have either of their phone numbers.”
“But you knew where they were staying?”
“Everyone knows which hotel Taletha booked for them. All I had to do was ask the front desk for a room number.”
“What do you know about the bomb that was planted in a room service tray designated for Tiara’s room?”
“I don’t know anything, I swear!” Callista started to cry, fresh tears streaming down her face.
“I’ve heard enough,” Seth snapped, turning away from the dramatic display. “I hope you’ve had enough, too, Tiara.”
“Well, it’s over now,” Tiara said with a sigh. “Mostly I’m just relieved.”
“Relieved? You’re relieved? She tries to plant a bomb in our room, and all you feel is relief?”
“What else should I feel? She tried to hurt us, and it was terrifying, but that’s all over now. Let’s just be grateful nobody got hurt and that justice is being served.”
“And of course, you have my assurance that Callista is no longer employed at my studio. Her termination is effective starting now,” Taletha said. “I’ll even file a restraining order so she can’t come within five hundred feet of Rhythm and Motion.”
Tiara turned back to Seth. “See? Let’s go back to teaching. Let’s work really hard over the next few days so we can kick ass at the competition this weekend. The nightmare is over. Now we can have some fun.”
“Are you kidding me?” Seth spat out. “After all that’s happened, you’re willing to stay?”
Tiara suddenly looked uneasy. “The police have her, and Taletha’s going to take out a restraining order. Callista can’t hurt us anymore.”
“What if they don’t have enough evidence to convict her? What if they don’t even have enough to keep her behind bars overnight? What if she gets out this afternoon? Then our lives are in danger all over again.”
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