by Vi Keeland
The expression on his face at my words made me realize what I’d allowed to slip out. I hadn’t meant to say that, it was just so beautiful, the experience he’d given me.
“You two were fucking amazing together.” I was exhausted after so much pleasure but seeing Leif standing at the door made my eyes widen.
“Glad you enjoyed it.” Samson lifted me carefully off his body, leaving me exposed to Leif’s eyes. That tick was in his jaw again, like it was when he was angry.
Instead of walking out like I expected most people to do when they walk in on two people making love he sat down on my side of the bed. For reasons I couldn’t explain it didn’t feel wrong to me having him there. I could only guess because he’d pleasured me the night before.
“The other guys were looking for you.” Leif’s eyes were roaming over my body and flushed.
Samson chuckled and sat up. “I’m going to wash up and grab some breakfast. Maybe you and Zoey can talk while I do that.” He rolled over and kissed me gently on the lips before getting out of bed. “I really enjoyed you.” With a wink he left me open mouthed staring at his gorgeous ass retreating.
How was I supposed to react? I’d just had sex with Samson and now Leif was staring at me like I was the only breakfast he had in mind. For a brief moment my feelings were hurt, but I remembered what he’d said. This was just sex. I needed to stick that in my brain and classify it the same way or I would risk getting my heart broke. I didn’t really love Samson. Did I? I always thought I was the kind of person that didn’t have sex unless I was in love.
“You okay?” Leif looked worried and I hated to see that expression on his beautiful face.
“I’m fine.” Sitting up I pulled the blanket around me wondering if I really was. The sex had been incredible after the initial pain part, but I didn’t know how to feel about it now.
“Samson can be a little insensitive.” Leif had obviously read the confusion in my face but I didn’t know how to reply. Biting my lip I nodded not sure why I felt like crying again.
“Damn.” He pulled me into his arms and I clung to him. This was so stupid, I knew what I signed on for when I said yes, so why did I feel like shit? “We work better as package deal. I wish I’d talked to you before you slept with him on your own.”
“What does that mean?” A package deal. Why should Leif apologize for Samson fucking me and basically dumping me in his lap?
“It means that he’s great in bed, but emotions? Those aren’t his strong point. It’s not that he doesn’t care, it’s just? Well I guess he hasn’t learned to show that part of himself to a woman.”
“So you guys do this often, all sleep with one woman?” I was feeling pretty ridiculous at the moment.
“No. Believe it or not our tastes are usually pretty different. We all wanted you though Zoey. Leon and I have had our share of three ways, and Miles and Samson usually do the same, but you’re special.”
“I don’t feel very special at the moment.” Even though I had to admit being held in Leif’s arms made the cut by Samson a little less painful.
“You should. I’ve never known Samson to be with a woman without her being bound to the bed before.”
“I hope that wasn’t supposed to make me feel better. He made it pretty clear that I was only allowed to say yes or no or follow his commands in the bedroom.” What the hell had I been thinking? Obviously with the wrong part of my anatomy because now that he was gone I was pissed for agreeing to anything.
“Still you weren’t tied down. It’s a start.”
I knew he was trying to me make me feel better, but it wasn’t working. “Thanks Leif, but I was just stupid for wanting him.”
“What about me?” The hope in his voice made me smile even though I wanted to stay angry.
“I think you’re beautiful and charming.” I couldn’t take out my anger on Leif, he’d been nothing but nice to me.
“Well yeah, I am those things, but what I meant was what about us?”
The anger I felt left completely at his egotistical charm. “Wow. Conceited much.” I didn’t really have an answer for him at the moment. I’d just slept with Samson, told him I loved him and needed some time to come to grips with that.
“Nah. I just know how perfect I am.” He stood up with me in his arms, and lowered me to my feet. “I’m better in bed than he is too.” Waggling his eyebrows he deserved the punch in the arm I gave him.
“I need a shower.” Forcing a grin, I dropped the blanket and pulled my bikini back on.
“Yeah, you do.” He took off running, jumped off the boat and into the ocean. I dived in after him trying not to overthink this and swallow half the sea as I made it to shore.
My mood was much better after I cleaned off and headed back to the cabin with the rest of the guys. I knew I still hadn’t answered Leif, but I needed to think about what I was doing a little more before I made quick decisions.
Chapter Eight
Tempting
Miles was standing underneath the shower when I finally made it there, and instead of giving him his privacy, I joined him. Something about the island just took away my inhibitions, and it wasn’t like the guy hadn’t seen me spread out as he devoured my body last night. When he began washing my hair, I have to say I didn’t regret the decision at all.
“I’m going to see what I can do about scrounging up some breakfast.” Leif was smiling when he left Miles and me alone.
There should have been a part of me that felt bad about letting him remove my bikini, but there honestly wasn’t. Of all the men, Miles was the one I considered the most trustworthy. He earned that respect even more when he simply bathed me and didn’t make a sexual act of the situation.
“Did you sleep with Samson?” I hadn’t expected the question but I didn’t see any reason to lie about it.
Nodding my head, I stepped out from under the spray and wrapped a towel around my body. He was searching my face before turning off the water, then walking over taking my towel and drying me before doing the same for himself. “You alright with that?” He wrapped me back up, leaving his own body deliciously exposed.
“I guess?” I didn’t know how to feel now. I knew they’d wanted to have some kind of orgy, which I still didn’t understand the dynamics of, but he didn’t seem upset.
“We were all worried when we woke up and both of you were gone. Samson’s a little difficult.”
These concerns that Leif and him had about me and Samson might have been better served before the act, I thought to myself. “I got what I asked for.” Didn’t that make me seem like slut of the week?
“Did you? Or did you get what he allowed?” Miles stepped behind me and ran his fingers through my hair, attempting to untangle the locks.
God! It felt like heaven having his fingers in my hair and there was definitely something wrong with my libido. How could I want him after just having Samson? Closing my eyes I rested my head back on his chest. “I’m not sure how to answer that?” My voice sounded almost drugged I was so enthralled with his magic hands.
“Did you tell him what pleased you?” His fingers left my hair and fell to my shoulders, turning me to face him.
Forcing my eyes to open, I met his smoldering emerald gaze. “Everything pleases me.” What was he really asking me?
“Does it? If I asked you right now how to pleasure your body in a way you couldn’t resist, what would you tell me?” His finger grazed over my cheek tenderly, our eyes never breaking contact.
What kind of question was that? Just listening to his voice made me feel like melting at the moment. “I don’t know.” My heart raced as his head lowered and those beautiful lips touched mine. This was a good start, I thought as our tongues danced together.
He broke the kiss and shook his head slowly. “Maybe we should find out then.” His hand caressed over my lower back, resting on my ass before pulling me against his body. “Do you enjoy it when I hold you against me like this?”
I nodded, unconsci
ously rubbing our lower bodies against each other, wanting more contact. He smiled and lifted my leg until it rested against his hip, holding it there. The long length of his cock now rested against my sex and I gasped.
“I think you like this a little more.” The towel had parted, and I gasped as he rotated his hips. The slide of his cock against my sensitive flesh flooded me with desire. “Miles.” I bit my lip at the sensation and whimpered out his name.
“You’re so beautiful, Zoey.” He lowered my leg and left me aching without the connection. I didn’t expect him to lower to his knees, or pull my leg over his shoulder. I definitely didn’t expect his tongue to spear my core leaving me grasping his shoulders for support.
“Oh God!” Miles had a magic tongue and within seconds had me falling over the edge with just a few plunges of that wet wand.
“You smell like heaven sweetheart, and taste even more delightful.” He stood and kissed me again, and I wasn’t even repulsed at the taste of myself on his lips.
“That I really enjoyed.” The words just slipped out and I flushed hotly.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I like knowing my tongue in that beautiful pussy makes you happy.”
Instead of thinking, my hand lowered to grasp his cock and I stroked it wanting to bring him pleasure too.
“Don’t let us interrupt.” Leon broke into the moment and stood watching us with Leif and Samson.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about being caught in the act, but when I met Samson’s mocking grin, I refused to release the grip I had on Miles.
“We’re going to do some exploration of the island, maybe you can keep Zoey entertained until we return.” Samson didn’t seem upset that I was enjoying pleasure with Miles, instead it appeared to make him happy. My hand stilled on his cock, trying to come to grips with how I felt about that.
Miles gave a curt nod, and I didn’t understand the look that passed between the two men. They walked away leaving us standing together awkwardly. Feeling embarrassed I dropped my hand.
“He wants you to be happy.” Miles pulled me back into his arms and hugged me tightly.
“He’s got a funny way of showing it.” Dropping the towel I stepped back under the shower and rinsed off. “I’m sorry I really can’t do this.” There was no doubt in my mind if the other guys hadn’t walked out I would have fucked Miles. I guess that made me a prick tease, but screwing him would have made me something far worse in my opinion.
“You never have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable Zoey. I should’ve asked first.”
“Don’t be nice to me right now.” I stepped out of the shower, picked up the towel and dried off quickly before wrapping it around me. “I feel bad enough as it is.”
Most men would have been angry the way I stopped things, but Miles? He just chuckled. “Sweetheart there’s nothing to feel bad about. You’re overwhelmed and things have moved way too fast. Let’s grab some breakfast and find something else to do.”
I glanced down at the raging hard-on he still had and raised an eyebrow. “Do you want me to?” I paused not sure exactly what I was asking to do. Give him a hand job or suck him off? Turning my head away I wondered if I’d turned into a whore overnight.
Miles chuckled, confusing the hell out of me again. “I think I can manage this. Why don’t you go get dressed and I’ll be in shortly.”
Not knowing how to respond, I decided to follow his advice. Walking back in the cabin, I dressed in a pair of walking shorts and a tank top. I needed to get the hell off this island. The things it made me feel were frightening and who knew what I’d do if we didn’t leave soon.
Miles had showered off again and walked in to retrieve his clothes. He looked so sexy in the white t-shirt and khaki shorts that for a moment I wished I hadn’t stopped things outside.
“Sweetheart don’t look at me that way unless you want to fuck.” He winked and walked into the small kitchen leaving me standing there with my mouth hanging open.
He fixed up a plate of fruit and we ate in silence. After we were done, he suggested we walk along the beach. The walk didn’t really clear my head, but the view was so spectacular I decided if you had to think, this was the place to do it.
“I don’t think any of us wants to spend another night on the floor. Leon said something about flying out tonight and coming back after the contractors had a better building in place.”
“We’re leaving?” Getting back home was probably the smartest idea, but I really didn’t want to leave the paradise behind. To be honest though, another night in sleeping bags wasn’t my idea of great fun. I really needed to get away from this place and do some soul searching.
“I’m sure he’ll talk to Samson first, but probably so. Don’t worry, we’ll come back when there are some comforts available.”
“I’m not sure you’ll need me with you the next time.” After what had happened with Samson I wasn’t even sure I could work with him again, much less fly out to the island without remembering what took place even if I could.
“Of course we’ll need you. Zoey don’t let what happened with Samson make you overthink things.” It was almost like he read my mind. “Work is work, what happens outside, that’s completely different.”
“Maybe for him, or even you and the other guys that’s true, but for me? Miles all of you had your head between my legs less than twenty-four hours ago, how am I supposed to just forget that when we’re back in the office?” I felt like such an idiot.
“I’d have my head there now if you wanted it and it still wouldn’t make a difference when we returned. We all rely on you. You’re a great employee, but a friend as well. Seriously, you have to put what happened here in the right place sweetheart.”
We’d stopped walking and were facing each other. “I’m not sure I can.” How could I sit down with these guys in a board room and discuss work which was also about pleasure, without thinking of having their hands touching me?
“We’ll find a way to make it work. Maybe it would be easier if you just submitted to Samson.”
“I can’t believe you said that.” Of all the men, Miles was the last one I’d expected to say something like that. Pissed off and needing some space, I turned to walk away.
Miles grabbed my arm, stopping me. “I didn’t mean it that way Zoey. Damn it! All I meant is if you belonged to Samson you wouldn’t let all this shit cloud up your mind. You’d just accept that as his slave he wanted it to happen.”
“Do you think I’m the type of person to belong to anyone?” Better yet, did I? So I fucked up. I’d allowed myself to submit to Samson in the bedroom. I’ll be damned if it was going to look like I was bowing to anyone ever again.
“If you’d stop being so stubborn you could be in control of us all.” Miles dropped my arm, more frustrated than I’d ever seen him before. “Don’t you understand that we all care for you Zoey?”
That pulled the wind out of my sails instantly. “Right, because I can see you, Samson, and the other guys on your knees for me.” I had to throw off on his comment because if I didn’t I’d admit just how much I wanted to believe those words were true.
“We were on our knees for you last night.” With those words he walked off leaving me standing alone in paradise.
My smart ass side wanted to shout out some parting remark, but how could I? They had been on their knees for me, showing me pleasure without demanding anything in return. It didn’t make sense, especially with how easily Samson left after fucking me earlier today. Confused couldn’t even begin to explain how I felt about what was happening.
Left alone to explore, I tried to imagine returning to the office and putting things back in perspective. Maybe if we never brought up anything that happened out here, I could manage it. It’s the only way I knew how to still work at a job I loved, and stop feeling like I’d changed positions into one of their playthings. Making that decision gave me the confidence I needed to walk back to the cabin and find Miles.
He didn’t bring up our
conversation which helped tremendously. When the guys returned they’d decided to return back to the city and the next few hours were spent preparing for the journey.
Chapter Nine
Home
The trip back was exhausting and when we arrived I was glad I still had two days off before returning to Fantasy’s. I’d done my best to keep things professional on the flight and by the time we’d landed, they all acted as if nothing had happened on that island. We managed small talk and kept everything on a professional level.
Keeping my emotions in check was more difficult for me I guess, and I didn’t relax until I was dropped off at my apartment.
“You look beat babe. What did you think about the island?”
Rachel had ordered in and we were sitting down at the island bar eating dinner. I’d walked in the door, unpacked, then took an hour long bath before joining her. I still needed to get my head on straight and even though she was my best friend, I didn’t know exactly what I’d tell her about the trip.
“It’s just jet lag. The island was, well, an experience.” I needed someone to talk to and if anyone would understand I figured it would be her. I started talking and didn’t stop until she was sitting there mouth agape, a confused look on her face.
“You let them all? Then you slept with Samson?”
I had to laugh at her expression because never in our many years of friendship had I been the one to shock her. “That’s about the gist of it.”
“Holy shit babe. I mean I might have been afraid to free my sexuality to that point! Holy Shit!”
“You said that already.” Lifting my mouth in a semblance of a smile, I took a sip of wine. “I just don’t know how it’s going to play out in the office.”
“I get that Samson was a bit of a jerk after, that’s his style, but why didn’t you sleep with the other guys? I mean shit, it’s not like you made an exclusive arrangement with him.”
“I shouldn’t have done any of it. Don’t get me wrong, Rach, they’re all sexy in their separate ways, but me sleeping with four men? I’m not sure I can look at my own reflection now, if I’d taken it further I doubt I’d have any morals left.”
