by Honor James
“I agree. I just was thinking about the design of the house. It would be nice to know beforehand if we would like a family or not so that we have space created for them as well.” She smiled at both men and nodded. “Now that we have that out of the way, what’s the next conversational topic?”
“We can build the house with all the room we could ever possibly want. If we never use it, so be it. Though I’m sure we’ll figure out a way to use all the space at some point. As for new topics, how about them Yankees?” Craig said.
Elliott groaned and promptly put a bite of cake in his mouth.
Chapter Ten
At just after midnight Clara went looking for Elliott. Craig was passed out on the sofa, had been since halfway through the movie they’d been watching. Elliott she knew was likely still working with the program to find the two women. She knew he’d already narrowed things down a lot, had even linked up with his office computer to start running some of the images through the military grade program he’d constructed.
Entering his office space, the spare room of his two-room apartment, she saw him with his feet up on the desk and a keyboard on his lap. He was frowning at one of the screens as he typed. On another, faces popped up then disappeared almost faster than her eyes could follow. The initial program running, she realized. What she couldn’t quite figure out was what he was doing on the other monitor with all the windows he had open and was flipping between.
“Hey, babe,” he said without looking up. “Yoshi pass out on you?” he asked. His lips curled up slightly like he knew the answer to his own question.
“Yeah, he was worn out. I don’t think that he’s been sleeping much at night.” Not because of her keeping him up, but because he hadn’t wanted to let his guard down. Moving so that she was in Elliott’s lap she snuggled up close to him and sighed. “So what are you working on? Is there anything that I can do to help?”
He set the keyboard up on her thigh and shook his head. “Not at the moment. I’m just weeding through a few things. As I mentioned earlier the version of the program I have here is relatively low tech in comparison to the one I use in the office. I’ve been sending through batches of potential matches to the big brain but so far it hasn’t found what we’re looking for. I really hope we can find at least one of them. If we don’t get anything by tomorrow night I think we might have to go downright evil and have you call them again. I’ll backtrack to their locale. Hopefully they will be nice enough to be standing conveniently close to a street camera or some form of video surveillance I can borrow to get a look at them. Might go that route anyway given how fucking boring this is.”
“I could do that. Tomorrow. Tonight why don’t we go to bed?” Her hand stroked over his cheek lovingly. She leaned into him as she did so. “Take me to bed? Come and get naked with me? I will make sure that you are slightly less bored, darling.” She wanted to be alone with him. Having him naked with her would be lovely.
“You just want to see me nekkid again,” he said like he was shocked. “Woman, whenever are you going to get enough of ogling my handsome bod? I feel so used,” he whispered, darting a look around.
“Oh please, you ogle my naked body as well. Especially since I was just rewaxed two days ago.” He loved it when she got waxed and she knew it just as he did. “We both ogle each other’s bodies and then we use our mouths and hands on each other and then life becomes very interesting.”
“Hmm, I do so love it when you are freshly waxed. So silky smooth under my tongue,” he said. Pulling her closer, he kissed her neck, and even nibbled a bit. “All right, you talked me into it. Let me send over the latest batch to the office, shut down, and then I’m all yours. Up off my lap, love. Go cover Yoshi would you, oh and make sure his head isn’t at a weird angle will you? We do not need to listen to him whining about a sore neck all day tomorrow.”
“I will take care of him,” she assured Elliott. “Who knows, he might wake up and join us.” A girl could only hope, right? Just the thought of both of them inside of her again, both of them teasing and working her body. Hell. Yeah. “Do what you need to do, babe. I got Yoshi.”
Grabbing her by the front of the shirt she’d appropriated from Craig earlier once she was on her feet, he pulled her in for a kiss. “Should take me ten minutes tops. Meet you in the bedroom,” he said before kissing her again. Letting her loose, he licked his lips and dropped his feet from the desktop.
Mercy, that man made every single part of her girly bits wet and tight. He made her want more. “Right, see you shortly.” She pulled away from him and headed to the living room first. She pulled a blanket up and over Yoshi.
“Are you sure you want to sleep out here, babe?” she asked when his eyes opened just a bit. “I don’t want you to get a crick in your neck if you don’t have to.”
He made a mumbling grumbling sort of noise, shifted slightly, and promptly closed his eyes again. She watched him another couple of minutes but he appeared to be asleep once more.
Very lightly, she kissed his cheek once more and then moved away from the couch and headed to Elliott’s bed. She stripped out of Craig’s shirt and hung it on the doorknob before climbing into the massive bed and laying back in wait.
He came in a couple minutes later. “Now this I could get used to. This is a damn fine view, and on my bed no less. When we move in together this bed is coming along. I saw yours, not nearly big enough if all of us want to make it through the entire night in it. Spread your legs, love, and let me see your newly waxed pussy.” Pulling his T-shirt off over his head, he tossed it into the hamper and then shoved his jeans off, adding them to the hamper as well before he padded closer to the bed.
“Is this bed big enough for all three of us?” They had enjoyed plenty of fun together but for some reason Craig or Elliott one always tended to leave the bed before morning and it drove her to distraction. She wanted to wake up at least once with both of her men there with her.
With her legs spread she bent her knees and put her feet flat on the bed for him. Her fingers moved lightly from her neck to her pussy and back again, stopping along the way to circle her nipples with her fingers. “Now what?”
“Touch yourself, stroke your pussy for me so it’s nice and wet. Then I’ll lick you clean before I take you hard and fast. Or maybe I’ll go slow and gentle to tease you a little more. Haven’t quite decided yet,” he said. Easing onto the bed he settled on his knees between her legs, his cock at half-mast but steadily rising.
She let her fingers move to her bare mound, her fingers moving over her folds and then parting them. With her other hand she began to rub at her clit lightly. “Is this what you want?” she asked and watched him and his cock that continued to grow. “To see me rubbing my clit for you?” She dipped a finger into her pussy and arched up a little. “Or to see my fingers dipping into my cunt?”
“Yes, on all three counts,” he said. His voice was gruffer as he watched her touching herself. “Push two fingers in, and pump them. Get yourself close to the edge, but do not go over. You don’t get to go flying over that edge until my cock is buried deep inside that sweet pussy of yours.”
“Since the two of you came into my life the only time I can come is when you or Yoshi or both of you are touching me or inside of me.” She began to do just as he told her to do, pushing two fingers into her dripping pussy and making them slick with her juices. “Besides, I love the feeling of you buried deep inside of me when I finally come.” She wished she could feel Elliott spending himself inside of her as well, but it was too iffy, too dangerous, and they both knew it. She could, however, become addicted to the feeling of their seed filling her waiting womb.
“Good to know,” he said with a smug grin. He pressed his hands to her knees then slid his palms down her inner thighs. Pushing her legs further apart, he slid one hand down to press a finger to her anus. He rubbed the tight bud for a time before pressing his finger in. “Maybe I’ll take you here instead, slip a vibrator into your pussy, and fuck you go
od and hard. What are your thoughts on that?” he asked, pressing his finger deeper, and then adding a second. His entry to her ass was easy given the amount of juices sliding free of her pussy and toward her ass.
“I would love that, a lot.” She was moaning as she spoke, lifting and moving against his fingers. “No condom, though. I want to feel your cum filling me. I want to feel every single part of what is between us. Will you fuck me bareback?” She wanted to know, needed to know.
“Of course I will, little love. Can you reach the drawer to pull out the lube, and one of the vibrators? Your choice.” He rubbed his thumb to her bare, slick folds around where she still had her fingers sliding in deep.
She did just that. She grabbed the lube and one of the vibrators. Turning she passed it off to him and licked her lips. “This. This right here is what I need.” The vibrator wasn’t one of the largest ones that he had there for her, but it was one that had a clit stimulator on it and always made her scream.
Withdrawing his fingers from her ass he took the vibrator and the lubricant. “Flip over onto your stomach. Then grab four pillows. We’re going to stack them under your hips to get your ass up nice and high for me. It’ll also limit your ability to thrust back against me so that I have all the control.”
She shivered in reaction and nodded. “The control has always been yours,” she told him honestly. “I will do anything you want me to, you know that, love. Especially when you get that Dom voice going.” She turned to her stomach, stacking pillows under her stomach as she did so.
When she was bent over he adjusted her slightly, spreading her legs more and tugging one of the pillows to a better position. The first thing she felt was the lube being squeezed into her ass then his fingers driving it in deeper before he added some more. Next came the vibrator that he slipped deep into her pussy. Elliott adjusted it so the clit stimulator was settled just right. He turned it on, going through a couple of settings until he apparently found the one he wanted.
“Oh Jesus,” she cried out and shuddered. She pushed back, or at least tried to but he was right, she couldn’t move with four pillows stacked under her body. “That feels so good.” She felt him opening her ass cheeks to pour more of the lube onto her ass and moaned again. “Thank you, that is perfect.”
He slapped her ass lightly a few times. Slowly he got harder each time he made contact with her flesh. He was steadily warming her ass up. In unison with the vibrator in her pussy it was perfect and pushed her ever closer to that edge. He was getting her close so she’d have to fight not to go over before he told her she could.
“I won’t come,” she said for herself more than him. She wanted to, god she wanted to come so badly that it wasn’t funny. “Please, more?” she begged him. “I want to feel you in me, Elliot, please.” These games always pleased her, and the men as well. “Can you feel the vibrations of the vibrator when you push your fingers into my ass?”
“Sure can. I’ll feel it all along my cock, too, when I slide into you. It’ll press it against your clit more every time I thrust as well.” The bed shifted as he moved around. The lube landed on the bedside table before she felt the head of his cock against her ass. “Remember to push back against me when I push in. We’ll go nice and slow at first.”
She nodded to him and took a deep breath. “I will, I promise.” She had loved being so full of her men’s cocks so this vibrator inside of her was a new sensation. “I trust you, Elliott. You know that love,” she told him and took a deep breath as she did so. She felt the heat of his cock without the condom and loved the feeling. “God that feels so good.” Incredible, perfect really. “More,” she begged.
He began to feed his cock into her ass, one hand on her hip to pull her back to meet him and steady himself. As he slid into her, she discovered he was right. His cock was pressing the vibrator down against her inner nerve bundle and her clit.
“Christ!” she screamed when he was fully inside of her body. “Yes. More,” she begged him and pushed back once more. This was so good, the feelings that he was instilling with being bare in her ass and having the vibrator going as well. “Please, move.”
Elliott pressed a hand to the bed near her head, his other hand squeezing on her hip. He pulled out slowly and then pressed back in just as slowly. His hand flexed against her hip again as he let out a deep rumbling groan. “God you are so tight, I can feel every muscle your ass flexing around my cock.”
“It feels so much better without a barrier between us,” she confessed to him. “So right, so perfect. God I love the way that it feels to have your cock buried inside of me. Please, don’t stop.” She needed him to continue, wanted him to go harder and faster. “More, please?”
He bit her shoulder lightly, scraping his teeth over her skin before he flicked his tongue to the small wound. But he gave her what she wanted and began to thrust in and out of her ass faster, harder. Each time he slammed his cock into her ass the vibrator jostled in her pussy and against her clit.
“God yes.” She whimpered. “You are so good.” He hit every single spot inside of her ass just where she needed him to. He was able to connect with that spot deep inside of her body that had her toes curling and fingers clenching the sheets. “I love you, god, Elliott, so much. Please.” She was close, so close.
“I love you, too, Clara. Oh damn you’re tightening up, squeezing my cock so fucking good. You’re close aren’t you? Yeah you are. I can feel the tremor building through your body, the way you are clenching around me. I’m betting those pillows are fucking drenched from all the juices coming out of your greedy little pussy.”
“Yes, they are. I’m sure. It feels so fucking good. I’m so damn close,” she confessed. “Please tell me that you are close as well. Tell me that you are ready to come. I need you to be ready so that I can come, too.”
“I’m close, baby. So fucking close. A little more, you can hold out a few more minutes for me. It’ll be all the better for it.” He thrust faster, harder still, slamming his cock in deep and forcing the vibrator even deeper into her pussy. “Just a few more minutes, god.” “Waiting.” She was fisting the bedding under her tightly, squirming and moving with him as best she could with the pillows restricting her movements considerably. “God, so good.” He was moving harder and deeper inside of her now. When his hand landed a smack to her ass, she cried out. “Please, I need to come.” She felt her ass squeezing his cock, felt her pussy squeezing the vibrator, and knew she wouldn’t last much longer at all.
“Come for me, Clara. Come now, come hard, and scream for me.” He slapped her ass again hard as he slammed his cock in one last time. She squeezed his cock hard, and as she came she could feel his hot semen filling her ass.
Clara was screaming as she came. She felt her body squeezing his tightly and pushed hard back against him. She was coming so hard that she cried out once more in a sob of sound. “Elliot.” His name was wrenched from her lips in utter bliss.
“Fucking hell,” he yelled out. He jolted against her body, pressing against the vibrator more. Then he collapsed over her, his greater weight pressing her down into the bed. His hot breath fluttered over her neck and cheek as he sucked in air.
She went completely limp against the bed as she came down from the high of her orgasm. The feeling of his seed splashing into her body was perfect. “Mercy.” She whimpered. “We so have to do that more often. For now, though, will you pull the vibrator out and move the pillows?”
“You expect me to move?” he asked. Groaning he made a feeble attempt to push off her. “Don’t think that’s going to happen immediately. Give me a couple more minutes. I feel weak as newborn babe right now.”
“Me, too.” She was smiling, however. It felt so good, just having him covering her as he was. “I think that I could become addicted to having you inside of me like you are,” she whispered.
He chuckled softly at her words. He was also finally able to maneuver off her and pull out of her body. After turning the vibrator off he gently p
ulled it free from her body as she groaned. Next he lifted her hips up, and pulled the pillows out from under her, then let her down on the bed. “I’ll get a cloth to clean you up. Don’t move an inch, even if you could.” With a smack to her ass, he got off the bed.
“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on moving an inch,” she assured him. “I will just lie here and wait for you to join me again, babe.” After cleaning her up. That was another thing about her men. They always made sure that she was well taken care of after they made love. Always cleaning her up and ensuring her comfort.
He was back soon enough. Setting the cleaned up vibrator on the bedside table and then easing on the bed next to her. The cloth he wiped her clean with was nice and warm. Once done he took it back to the bathroom, joined her once more, and turned off the lights. “All right, babe, now it’s time for you to move. Need to get you under the blankets so you don’t freeze your gorgeous ass off.”
She shifted and moved, resting against him once more when he climbed into bed with her. “Good night, Elliott,” she whispered and yawned against his chest. “Rest well, honey,” she said and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. “Love you, babe.”
“Love you, too, Clara Smith.” He pressed a kiss to her cheek as he wrapped her up in his arms. Giving her a squeeze he slipped a leg between hers and let out a breath. “Sleep well, sweetheart,” he said softly.
Chapter Eleven
Walking into the meeting room Elliott nodded to those already waiting there. He went over to Clara to kiss her cheek before settling down in the chair next to her. It had taken a while to get anything on the two women. One of the women had been easier than the other, but he’d finally had a hit on the second about an hour prior to the meeting Michael had called.
Cutter walked in with Jacobs, and both men settled in seats before Michael looked to him. “Let’s hear it, Timmons.”
