by Leah Brooke
She groaned when Nick’s hands tightened on her hips and he pressed the head of his cock to her opening, holding her breath as she waited for his deep thrust.
Steve hissed at her groan, tightening his hands on her hair momentarily before sliding them down to lightly pinch her nipples. “Jesus, you’re good at that.”
Julianna couldn’t stop moaning as his fingers tightened and released, sending waves of pleasure through her. Holding herself as still as possible, she dug her fingers into Steve’s thighs as Nick slowly pushed into her.
Nick ran a firm hand over her back again. “That’s my girl. Steve’s going crazy having your mouth on him. You’re being so good.”
Although Nick’s cool tone excited the hell out of her, she found herself opposing him, her independent nature demanding it, while her sexual submissiveness needed to feel the boundaries of his control. Lifting her head, she released Steve’s cock, intent on making demands of her own. “Faster, Nick.”
Nick paused, then slid his hand down to cover her lower back, his thumb touching her bottom hole and pressing slightly in warning. “You don’t give the orders, Julianna. We do. Don’t stop sucking Steve again, or I’ll make you go back to the party so aroused you won’t be able to stand it.” Pressing until she groaned, the too-intimate pinch unlike anything she’d ever experienced. “And I’ll keep you that way. I’ll shove a butt plug up that ass and deny you release for the rest of the night. Now suck him.”
Julianna whimpered, opening her mouth to take Steve’s cock inside again and sucking it to the back of her throat. She used her tongue to learn him, loving the taste of him, his texture. The sounds he made as she sucked him drove her need even higher.
It all felt so real. Both Nick and Steve’s voices had deepened and firmed, the atmosphere highly charged with sexual tension. Neither appeared to be acting, their words and actions natural and sure, as though they wanted her, not a game or a pretense.
Every submissive need rose to the surface, her desire spiked by the demands they made of her, their words encouraging her to let go. She tried to fight it, but she didn’t stand a chance of fighting pleasure like this.
Especially when she’d spent her entire life searching for it.
She couldn’t stop clenching on Nick’s cock as it slowly entered her, tightening the muscles in her thighs to resist any kind of movement. Her whimpers and moans got louder as Steve increased the pressure on her nipples at the same moment Nick thrust his hips forward and slid to the hilt inside her.
Her slit leaked moisture, her clit throbbing so badly she knew the slightest touch would send her over again. The thumb that remained poised at her bottom hole alarmed her enough to add an element of danger.
Fantasizing about anal play didn’t compare with the reality of experiencing the physical and emotional threat or the feeling of helplessness at having her ass filled.
It heightened her senses to the point that the slightest touch, the softest whisper of breath against her skin, sent pinpricks of heat along every nerve ending.
Julianna shuddered, a whimper escaping when Nick slowly withdrew and thrust again, his strokes so slow and deliberate it took every bit of self-control she possessed to remain still.
His thick cock stretched her deliciously, forging its way into her, the sensation even more intense as her body automatically clamped down on him, her inner muscles caressing him on every stroke.
Concentrating on Steve, she began to suck harder, ruthlessly moving her tongue over the underside of his cock, right below the tip. Rewarded with his deep groans, and desperate for her own release, she doubled her efforts. One moan escaped after another as his fingers tightened on her nipples, sending sharp arrows of heat to her slit, where Nick fucked her so slowly she wanted to scream.
She shook uncontrollably now as Nick’s thrusts came a little faster, digging relentlessly at that spot inside her, pushing her closer to the edge with every thrust.
Steve hissed, his hands tightening on her hair. “Damn, you’re good at that. Stop, Julianna.”
“No.” Nick applied a little more pressure at her puckered opening, the renewed pinch making her shiver as the tingles warning of her impending orgasm got stronger. The very real threat of having him enter her there, and the memory of how vulnerable it made her feel, had her struggling to focus on sucking Steve’s cock.
“Julianna, I want you to make Steve come, and I want you to swallow every drop. If you don’t, I’ll stop. You’ll go down to the party as aroused as you are right now.”
At that point Julianna would have jumped off a cliff if he’d asked, so lost in her body’s need for release she couldn’t even think. The cock in her pussy filled her, but the tip of Nick’s thumb pressed against her bottom hole sent a chill up her spine, controlling her in a way she’d never even imagined.
Before, he’d entered her there without much warning, but this time he drew it out, making the anticipation nearly unbearable.
Julianna’s breathing became ragged as she sucked Steve as far back to her throat as she could, the harsh sounds of his own breathing mingling with hers.
Nick pressed his thumb against her forbidden opening in a circular motion and pushed, just barely inserting into her bottom hole, rubbing a hand over her hip when she groaned at the pinch. “That’s a good girl. Just keep doing what you’re doing, little one.”
Good girl?
Little one?
Could he possibly know how delicate and feminine it made her feel to be called those things? Could he know how his tender words and gentle, but firm, tone made her putty in his hands?
Julianna whimpered, feeling her inhibitions and all sense of control slipping through her fingers. Nerve endings quivered inside her, and she couldn’t help but grip his thumb in an automatic attempt to draw it deeper even as she tried to close against his entrance. She shuddered as the speed of Nick’s strokes in her pussy increased, his cock forging into her with a deliberate precision that had her aching to shake his own control, his hand firming on her hip to keep her in place. Shaking even harder, she tried her best to stay still, but failed as incredible waves of sizzling tingles radiated out from her core, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
Her pussy burned, her clit throbbed, and her bottom came alive as the cock in her mouth pulsed, coating her tongue with Steve’s seed. The hoarse growl that erupted from deep within his chest vibrated through her, and she swallowed greedily, her tongue moving around his cock to catch every drop.
Holding on to Steve’s thighs for leverage, she moved against Nick as Steve groaned and withdrew from her, gathering her against his chest and holding her steady when she began to buck.
Nick’s thumb pressed a little harder, his hand now flat over her lower back to hold her in place.
The slow invasion into her most private opening had to be the most decadent and erotic thing she’d ever experienced. Julianna screamed as white-hot jolts of the most amazing pleasure shot through her, her orgasm washing over her in wave after wave of heated bliss. She couldn’t stop bucking, moving on his thumb as his cock moved faster inside her. The inner spasms that kept her tightening on him made the dual penetration even more pronounced. Arching her back, she lifted her bottom, opening herself fully to him.
Surrendering completely.
Her cries against Steve’s chest became frantic as Nick held himself deep, his cock pulsing his release. She couldn’t stop rocking against him, groaning when he adjusted his grip to hold her hips high and taking away her leverage. Thankful for Steve’s strong arms around her, she slumped against him, holding on to him desperately as the swell began to pass and she could breathe again.
Trembling helplessly, she buried her face against Steve’s chest, rubbing her cheek against the solid muscle beneath her. Touched when he began to caress her back, she turned to place a kiss on his warm skin, breathing in his scent.
The warm feeling surrounding her had her forcing back tears.
She held he
rself as still as possible, uncomfortably aware of the thumb Nick held just past the tight ring of muscle in her bottom hole, moaning when Nick began to move it again, slow circles that stretched the outer ring of muscle and made her hole burn.
“I thought I told you to stay still.”
Julianna tensed, burying her face against Steve’s chest as a chill washed over her, and she fought to control her breathing. “I couldn’t. It felt too good.”
“That’s not an excuse, Julianna.” His firm, dark tone made her shudder.
Not knowing how to answer, or even if one was expected, she gulped, trembling as erotic chills raced up and down her spine. Wary now, she looked over her shoulder at him, tensing even more as the action moved the thumb in her bottom. “I thought men liked to hear that they made a woman feel good.”
Nick applied more pressure with his thumb, drawing a gasp from her. “Is that why you said that, to make me feel good?”
Unable to read his expression, but hearing the menace in his tone, Julianna gulped again, her breathing shaky. She’d never in her life been in such a vulnerable position. The effect on her senses alarmed her, and she had to fight not to just throw herself on their mercy and beg them to do whatever they wanted with her.
She had too much fight in her to give in so easily, and if she was honest with herself, the need to resist aroused her as much as the need to surrender. “No. It’s the truth. How can I stay still when I’m coming, damn it?”
Nick raised a brow at her tone. “It would have felt even better if you’d stayed still and held off your orgasm a little longer. I trusted you to behave yourself, Julianna. I trusted you to stay still for me so that I could give you the pleasure you’re capable of experiencing, but you have no self-control at all.”
Alarmed at the deep sense of vulnerability at having him talk to her that way while he remained inside both openings, she turned away, unable to look at him any longer. Hiding her face against Steve’s chest, she drew in another unsteady breath. “I couldn’t.”
Nick withdrew from both openings in one motion, making her shudder again. “You’ll learn.” In a move too fast for her to react, he flipped her to her back next to Steve, using his own lean frame to press her into the mattress.
Before she could say anything, his lips brushed hers, the tenderness rendering her speechless.
“I’ll teach you.”
Deepening his kiss, he took her mouth thoroughly, but so gently it brought tears to her eyes. Lifting his head, he stared down at her, brushing her hair back from her forehead. His eyes narrowed as if seeing her for the first time. “You are incredibly beautiful, but when you have this just-fucked look on your face, you’re stunning. This is the look I want on your face when we go down to the party, the look of a passionate woman who’s been well loved.”
Steve rolled closer to her side, flicking a glance at Nick before looking down at her, smiling as his gaze raked over her features. “My favorite look on you.”
Some sort of silent communication passed between them before they both looked back down at her again. Nick smiled, looking a little preoccupied as he dropped another quick kiss on her lips before moving away. “I’m going to go shower again. Julianna, come join me, I’ll wash your back.”
The underlying steel in his tone told her he expected her to obey him, but Julianna paused and watched him walk away, unable to tear her eyes from the sight of his muscular butt and wide shoulders.
When Nick disappeared into the bathroom, Steve quickly rolled and pulled her over to straddle him, startling a laugh out of her.
The laughter turned into a smile as she ran her hands over his muscular chest, humming her approval as he caressed her thighs. Lethargic and completely sated, she lowered herself onto his chest and closed her eyes, reveling in the sound of his heart beating against her ear.
Steve chuckled. “Oh, no, you don’t. We have a party to go to.”
Julianna opened one eye and lifted his arm to look at his watch. “We’re really late. I think I’ll just go to sleep.” Dropping his arm, she closed her eye again, only to pop them both open on a yelp as he jumped up from the bed and somehow managed to drape her over his shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“We have a party to go to, and we all need a shower.” Lightly slapping her bottom, he laughed. “We have to wake you up.”
“But we’re already late. I just want to sleep.” Did she just whine?
Steve laughed, running his hand over the globes of her ass. “One look at you and everyone will know exactly why we’re late and that you belong to both of us. You’re off-limits, honey.”
Hitting his back, she tried unsuccessfully to get loose as he strode into the bathroom. “Damn it, Steve. I don’t belong to anyone. This is supposed to be a fling.”
“We’ll just have to see about that, honey.”
Nick must have heard them and opened the shower door. “Fling or not, as long as this lasts, you belong to both of us. Now, come here so we can take care of you. I want you slippery and wet in my arms.”
Chapter Ten
Stepping out of the suite with Nick and Steve, Julianna’s smile fell as she looked up, her heart leaping into her throat.
Two men in tuxedos ran toward them, both with guns in their hands. Terrified, she pushed Nick, who stood right behind her, her heels digging into the carpet as she used all of her strength to push at him. Struggling to get him back inside, she knocked him back a few steps, but his iron hold kept her from pushing him the rest of the way back into the suite.
“Nick, oh, God. Hurry. What are you doing? Move, damn it!”
“It’s all right, Julianna. Look.” Nick rubbed a hand down her back, leading her back out as Steve edged around to her other side.
“I thought she was going to knock you on your ass for a minute there.” Taking her hand, Steve led her toward the other men. “Julianna, this is Snake and Sniper. Adam and Ron to you. They were at your apartment last night, remember?”
With her heart still thudding in her chest, she could only blink at them, breathing a sigh of relief when they put their guns away. Now that their weapons were out of sight, she got a better look at them and did indeed recognize them from the previous night. “Jesus, all I saw were men running this way with guns. They scared the hell out of me.”
She hadn’t paid too much attention to the other men last night. Her focus had been more on Nick, Steve, and the two policemen.
Adam had short, dark brown hair and the most beautiful light green eyes she’d ever seen. She found herself staring into them, mesmerized by their color, until Steve yanked her against his side.
“Stop staring.”
Her face burning, Julianna met Steve’s glare and rushed to apologize to Adam. “I’m sorry for staring. You have the most beautiful eyes. Are you sure that’s not why they call you ‘Snake’? Your eyes are hypnotic.”
Nick reached out a hand to run it over her bottom, the implied threat unmistakable, and glared at Adam, who grinned mischievously. “Hypnotic my ass. Come on.”
Ron watched, his lips twitching, his golden eyes dancing in amusement as he observed the way Nick and Steve surrounded her protectively. “We got worried. You’re both late for the party, and neither one of you answered your cell phone.”
Nick’s hand burned through her dress as he led her to the elevator. “We’re here now. Let’s go.”
Staring at Adam and Ron’s backs during the elevator ride down, she leaned toward Steve. “Do security people normally come looking for you with their guns drawn?”
Nick ran his other hand lightly down her arm, his lips twitching when she shivered. “Steve and his men have a tendency to overreact.”
Steve raised her hand to kiss her fingers. “And Nick has a tendency to think he’s invincible.”
As the elevator stopped, Adam and Ron got out in front of them and started across the lobby to the ballroom.
Flanked by Nick and Steve, Julianna stepped out of the elevator, following the other
men through a set of ornate double doors. Self-conscious of the fact that they’d arrived very late, Julianna pasted a cool smile on her face as they moved through the crowd. She tried several times to move away from Nick and Steve as several guests approached to greet them, but they kept her close.
Adam and Ron stood several feet away with Mike. All three of them kept their eyes moving, scanning the room repeatedly, something she noticed Steve seemed to do, but not as openly.
It made her nervous, and she found herself watching people warily as though one of them could attack at any moment. A shiver went through her as memories of the events of the previous evening rushed back.
The party no longer seemed like a fun gathering. It became a room full of potential threats. Nerves made her clumsier than normal, making her trip, and she would have fallen if Steve hadn’t been holding on to her. Her face burned as she smiled her thanks and looked for a way to escape. She yearned to just go back up to the suite, change into a pair of jeans, and order a BLT from room service.
Instead, she kept a smile pasted on her face and watched.
Several of the guests looked at her with speculation at the way Nick and Steve kept her between them, both touching her as they headed for their table. Women eyed her coolly, some with downright hatred in their eyes, which Julianna met with a cool look of her own, a look she’d perfected years ago.
She could only hope no one could see beneath it to her insecurity that came with being in a room with such beautiful and sophisticated women. She hoped no one could sense the shocked vulnerability that still made her tremble from the way Nick and Steve had taken her only an hour ago.
They’d touched her emotions, something she knew she couldn’t afford to let happen again. This affair couldn’t last, and she didn’t care to find herself brokenhearted when it ended.
