Dual Desires (Triple Threat Book 3)

by Bella Jeanisse

  “Shit!” Giovanni fumbled with his pants, as the car came closer to us.

  I turned around and pressed my body against Giovanni’s while the sedan full of what looked to be teenagers passed us. His arms wrapped around me, and his lips brushed my neck.

  “Best ever,” he whispered. When we were alone again, he zipped up his pants. “You’re still not off the hook. By the time we go to bed, I want you exhausted.”

  I picked up his hand. “But for now, I’m hungry.” I tugged him toward the entrance.

  “So, not enough for you, huh? Maybe I should give you another mouthful.”

  I grabbed his waistband and pulled him faster. “Later.”

  He laughed as I yanked him inside. He tried to stop when the hostess eyed him suspiciously, but he only laughed harder. I looked back at him, and my eyebrows rose.

  “What? You know I like you pushing me around. Did you think pulling me would have a different effect?”

  My mouth opened, but I wasn’t sure what to say. Instead, I turned around and followed the hostess. Giovanni quickly put his arms around me and walked right behind me as he laughed more quietly. I giggled while customers stared at us.

  “I love you,” he whispered when we stopped at a table in the back. “If you didn’t have jeans on, you’d be in so much trouble right about now.”

  I looked back over my shoulder. “You wouldn’t do that here. Would you?”

  “In a heartbeat.” He kissed my neck. “I’d love it if you were cumming when the waitress brought our food. But…” He ran a hand down my thigh. “These things are in the way.”

  As we looked through our menus, Giovanni kept a hand down the back of my pants and his other hand crept up my top. I shifted away from him several times, until I was against the wall.

  “Now where you gonna go?” he softly asked. “I’m horny again, if you can believe. I haven’t been so turned on since the day we got back together. Maybe we could break that record. What was it, eleven times?”

  I sighed as his lips touched my ear. “I think so.”

  “It’s only been three so far.”

  I shook my head to try to figure out why he acted so out of character in public. Then I looked at the huge grin on his face. “What got into you?”

  He bent his head down and whispered, “You did. When I get you home, you’re in so much trouble.”

  I laughed. “You’re gonna wear us both out.

  “So, I’ll have Phil drive.” He kissed me. “Maybe we’ll see if we can move stuff in the back.” He leaned closer. “And Phil can listen to me make you scream. Wonder if he likes listening too.”

  I bit my lip, as I imagined it. Then I softly replied, “Hope he can keep it in his pants while he drives.”

  As I watched him, I still couldn’t understand his behavior. It was so unlike him, more like Chad. Then my face fell. Is he trying to be like Chad? Or is he trying to forget his brother’s going overseas? Then I wondered if it was just to make up for the Amber fiasco. Whatever it was, I enjoyed the change. I just hoped it stuck. It was one thing I missed about Chad.

  “What’ll you guys have?”

  I looked up at the waitress, whose nametag said Allie. She tried to keep a straight face but failed.

  “Do you guys need a few minutes or maybe a room?” Then she laughed quietly. “Sorry, but the groping is a dead giveaway.”

  Giovanni quickly withdrew his hands and blushed. “Sorry.”

  “Think nothing of it, sweetie. Are you newlyweds?” Allie asked.

  Giovanni grinned. “Almost.”

  She gave us a smile. “Well, early congrats. So, you ready?”

  I sat up straight. “Give us two western omelets and orange juices.”

  “Bacon and pancakes too,” Giovanni added.

  I rolled my eyes. “I can’t eat all that.”

  “You need your strength.” He winked. “And if you don’t finish it, I’ll eat it. I’m really hungry.” Then he whispered in my ear, “I got some more cumming to do.”

  When we paid the bill some time later, Giovanni pressed up against me again. He slowly ground into my ass. “We gotta hurry, or I’ll have to pull over and bend you over.”

  As soon as I got on the back of the bike, Giovanni revved the engine. I scooted a bit closer to him because I knew that meant he was gonna drive fast.

  “Ready?” Giovanni yelled.

  With my arms wrapped around his chest, I shouted, “I’m good.”

  He peeled out. I pushed my feet down on the pegs and squeezed him, so I wouldn’t fall backward. He took every turn fast and hit the accelerator hard when lights turned green. We got home so fast that I was shocked.

  As always, I hopped off the bike first. I hung my helmet and goggles on the handlebar as I smoothed back the hairs that had escaped the braid. Before he even got off the bike, Giovanni kissed me. He smoothly held my arm as he climbed off the bike as well. All the while, our lips stayed locked. Then his hands traveled up my jacket, and I pulled away.

  “Not here.” I smiled, though.

  He came to me. “I want you.” His eyes were full of desire. I could see a bulge in his pants. He put his helmet on the bike’s seat. Then he reached out, grabbed the fly of my jeans and tugged the button open.

  “Hey!” I couldn’t help but laugh at his boldness. I started to kind of run toward our building.

  He chased me and lifted me up. “Now you can’t get away.”

  He carried me to the steps. I glanced across the street at Chad’s house and saw his garage open but didn’t see him. Suddenly, I was set down.

  “Hope you’re ready for a good pounding,” Giovanni whispered. I couldn’t climb the stairs. “My dick’s ready to go.” It was odd how some days he could go for hours almost with a constant erection. Then some days he was done after one session.

  As soon as he let me go, I raced up the stairs and flew past a neighbor, who came out of the door. Giovanni’s louder footsteps were close behind on the stairs, as I searched for my keys quickly. Excitement built in me from the game we played.

  When I finally turned the key, a hand opened my zipper. My pants started come down. I wriggled away from Giovanni and burst in the room. My heart beat at a million miles an hour, and my pussy was so wet, I was sure my panties showed it. It wasn’t the first time he chased me, although it was usually happened indoors. We liked to keep things interesting.

  He quickly caught me and yanked my pants and panties down as the door closed. It was hard to run then, but I tried. I gasped when he shoved me over the arm of the couch. My feet went in the air at first. I put my hands out and wound up bent over the side.

  Without warning, Giovanni plowed into me. I cried out with a mix of pain and pleasure. He rammed his cock in and out fast and hard. I had to grab the couch pillow so I didn’t fall forward. Then I screamed as my pussy reacted. It tensed and quivered again and again.

  “That’s it, baby,” Giovanni said with a moan. “You know what I like. Damn you’re so fuckin’ hot!”

  I tried not to break another nail while he continued to pound me. Each powerful stroke pushed the couch a bit and soon the end table too. Then a lamp fell and broke. Giovanni didn’t even skip a beat. He slammed into me as he gripped my hips.

  “Goddamn!” I shouted as a stronger orgasm rippled through my body. It created waves of ecstasy that made my eyes roll back. I balled my hands into fists and cried out again as his relentless rhythm overwhelmed me. “Giovanni… Oh God… Fuck, too much… Dammit. It’s too good… Fuck!” I screamed again as fluid spurted from me.

  “Oh yeah,” Giovanni cried out. Then he began to drive into me even harder and harder. “Shit. God… Uh!” He pulled out and pushed his full length into my ass. The pain startled me. He gave me three deep strokes before he uttered, “Uh... Uh… Yeah… Uh, Crystal!”

  Then his cock pulsated inside me as he moaned and groaned with pleasure. I was shocked, but closed my eyes, to enjoy the sensation.

  “I wish I could always
cum in you.” He leaned on me. “Feels so fucking good.”

  Chapter 11

  “Should I pack the handcuffs?” Giovanni shouted from our bedroom as I packed my clothes, in just a T-shirt and panties.

  I smirked and yelled back, “Why?”

  “So I can get you back for last month.” He laughed. “When you least expect it.”

  I laughed also. He used my words against me. “Bring them if you want to.”

  Since he and Tommy had used easy release restraints on me, Giovanni had asked to try it again. I had freaked out when I flashed back to my attack by a fan months prior. He did feel guilty but thought I would be more at ease with just him in the room. That same week, I had handcuffed him to our bed and tortured him for longer than he thought was necessary. I told him it was payback for fangirls all over him at our CD signing. Either way, I had fun as I teased him until he got pissed off.

  My phone rang which broke my thoughts. I grabbed it and answered quickly, “Hey Chad. What’s up?”

  “I’m gonna pick up the extra battery I ordered for my laptop. Do you guys need anything from the store or something?”

  “Hmmm.” As I thought about it, I walked back to the closet to find my favorite heels. “I don’t think we need anything. Thanks though.” Then hands slid over my hips, and my panties came down. “Hey, not now.”

  Chad quickly asked, “Not now what?”

  “Um.” I pushed back on Giovanni and felt his condom covered, rigid cock against my skin. “You don’t wanna know.” When my underwear hit the floor, he slid his erection between my thighs and lifted my foot until my panties were off. “Giovanni, stop.”

  “What’s he doing?” Chad sounded amused.

  Then Giovanni pushed me against the wall and impaled me on his dick. “Oh fuck,” I mumbled, as I trembled within already.

  “Gonna make you squirt again,” Giovanni softly promised and started to thrust faster. “Who’s on the phone? Tell me it’s Phil, so I can make him jealous.” He ground his hips against my ass.

  I whimpered, to try to be quiet.

  “Baby, you OK?”

  “Fine,” I managed, breathlessly. Then I moaned when Giovanni withdrew and slammed back into me.

  Chad groaned. “Is he fucking you?”

  “N—no.” I held in a cry, as my insides quivered. It came out like a whine.

  “Don’t lie.” Chad sighed. “You sound like you used to when Noah was on the phone, and I was fucking you. We’ll talk later.”

  “K,” was all I could utter and dropped the phone on the rug.

  I had braced myself after Giovanni shoved me into the wall harder, and I hit my head.

  “Sorry, my love.” His breath was quite labored while he pounded away at my pussy. Then his body pressed against me more, and his fingers entwined with mine. He held them to the wall. “You OK? This too scary?”

  I moaned. “I’m… OK.”

  His feet eased my legs open a bit more then held them in place while he pushed his knees into me. All I could move was my head. Then he leaned his cheek against mine. I was completely pinned. For a few seconds my eyes opened wide with panic.

  His strokes came slower. “Should I let you go?”

  “I’m—I’m OK.” I shut my eyes and took a deep breath.

  Giovanni’s lips brushed the corner of my mouth. “Good. ’Cause I really like having total control over you.” He rammed into me hard. “And I gotta fuck you five—no seven more times after this to beat that record.”

  I whimpered with his next thrust. “We don’t… Uh… have to… do that. Oh God!” I gripped his hands as hard as I could while I shook everywhere. He shoved into me even harder. I cried out again while fluid trickled down my legs.

  “Yeah, there you go.” He grunted and rammed into me harder several times which made me scream again. “Uh, that’s it. Come on, squirt again!”

  I tried to move as my body was racked with spasms, yet again. “God, please!” They grew even stronger with each thrust. “Fuck. I can’t take it!” I couldn’t understand how he was still stood after we went so many rounds that day.

  “Yeah you can.” Giovanni almost growled it. “You always can.” He gave me a violently powerful stroke.

  I whimpered with pain, but then my eyes rolled back as it morphed into pleasure. “Uh, God, Giovanni!” I gripped his fingers and pushed back on him as my body trembled.

  “Mmmm. Damn, you’re making a puddle. I gotta do this again.” He grunted while he slammed his hips into me even harder. “Fuck… I’m gonna… Uh… Cum soon. How do you… do this… to me?”

  I cried out again, my legs weak and even wetter. “Please, hurry up!” My knees had given up. His body was the only thing that support me.

  Giovanni drove into me a few more times then groaned while he ground against me. “Ah, fuck Crystal!” His cock throbbed slightly while he moaned loudly. When his body relaxed, he pulled out and whispered, “I love you.”

  “I love you too.”

  He let me go, and I instantly went down. “Shit!” Giovanni grabbed me, just before we both fell to the floor, as we laughed. “You OK?”

  “Yeah.” I let out a giggle. “I think we both need a shower. I made a mess.”

  Giovanni helped me sit up. “I love when you squirt that much. That’s why I came so fast.” He wrapped his arms around me. “I never been with a girl who did that.”

  “I didn’t do that before you,” I admitted.

  He rubbed my arm. “That’s so cool. I get you going like no one else, huh? I like that.”

  I didn’t respond because I didn’t want him to be disappointed that Tommy could make me do it too. I leaned my head on his chest and sighed.

  “Did I wear you out yet?” Giovanni snickered. “You’re gonna need an energy drink for tonight.”

  I slid my hand over his chest to his shoulder. “So will you. We can wait till after the concert to continue our record breaking night.”

  “No chance.” He squeezed me. “Wonder if I can find a place on stage to—”

  I slapped his arm. “You ain’t doing me up there.”

  “Oh well.” He exhaled loudly. “It was a nice dream while it lasted.” He shifted his body away from mine a bit. “Do you need help up?”

  I grabbed his hand. “Please.”

  We stood up slowly, together. It took me a few seconds to stand steady though, which made Giovanni smile widely. Then we walked to the bathroom together and quickly got under the water.

  “Do you wanna bring the photo album with us, so we can add pictures to it?” Giovanni asked as he washed my back.

  I closed my eyes as his strong hands ran over my shoulders. “No. I’m afraid it’ll get lost.” I sighed when he squeezed the muscles just so. “Wow, that feels so good.”

  “How about this?” His fingers slid between my thighs and thrust into my pussy. He withdrew them and drove in a few times.

  I pulled away and cringed from a bit of soreness. “Not yet, please.”

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “I’m kinda sore.”

  “I’ll get the lube. That’ll help.”

  “Later.”

  He pulled his fingers free of my body. “OK.” Then he hugged me. “Do me now.”

  I smiled and turned around. Then I looked up at him and put my hands on his chest. “I’m not gonna encourage you.”

  He leaned down and kissed me. “If you get me hard I won’t do anything. Promise.”

  I sighed and soaped up my hands. I ran them over his chest. I loved the feel of his muscles. My eyes closed as he backed away, and I went lower. I stayed above his waist, worried I would get carried away because his body so easily turned me on.

  I soon urged him to turn around. His back muscles aroused me just as much. I sighed as my fingers slid over his shoulder blades. Then I got closer, until my erect nipples touched his skin.

  “Somebody wants me again,” he said to the air.

  I slapped him lightly. “Be quiet or I’ll…”
One hand slipped down. I stroked his back door, and his body jerked. “…do a little penetration myself.”

  He pulled away. “I’m not so sure I liked it last time.”

  “Yes you did.” I wrapped my arms around him. “You came harder than ever that day. And you could barely talk after.”

  He groaned. “OK, fine! I really enjoyed it, but can we save that for a special day? It took me a while to come down from it. We don’t got time for that today.”

  “Maybe our wedding night will be extra special then.” I grazed his testicles with my nails. “I’ll make you scream for a change.”

  He laughed and grabbed my hands. “No more teasing, or I’ll bend you over. Got it?”

  “You’re no fun.” I giggled.

  He pulled my hands around his body. “I’ll give you fun.” Then he closed my fingers around his erection. “Wanna play? Play with this.”

  I tried to pull away. The last thing I wanted was to start something possibly painful.

  “You started it.” He moved my hands up and down his cock a few times. “Ah fuck. I need to cum again. How’s that possible?”

  I tugged my hands, uselessly. “You said you wouldn’t do anything if I got you hard.”

  “Oh yeah. I forgot.” He slowly let me go but got me to stroke him one last time. “I’ll lay off. Just finish washing me.”

  I sighed and got some more soap. “Now be a good boy and think about your mom or something.”

  “Damn, why’d you say that?”

  I peeked around him and watched his dick soften. “Because it always works.”

  * * *

  I strode into the extra bedroom and sorted through the few outfits I had left in the closet. It was a hard decision, and I was torn. I wanted to be sexy yet be taken seriously. How can I pull that off?

  I sighed and put my towel on the dresser. Then I lay on the bed on my stomach. My eyes drifted closed as I savored the way it felt. There was no way to know when we would sleep in a decent bed again.

  When I heard Giovanni’s footsteps, I knew I should get up and make a choice. However, the bed felt so good. Then I was surprised when Giovanni almost jumped on top of me.