Ex-Con Times Two

by Jay S. Wilder

  Jake runs his hand through my hair. “We’ll take good care of you. Trust us. We know exactly what we’re doing.”

  I believe him. Looking over at Hunter, I see his pupils dilate.

  This is really happening.

  17

  Hunter

  She has no idea we’re about to ruin her.

  Sleeping with us isn’t just going to relieve her of her virgin status. We’ll spoil her so she’ll only want us to share her. Fuck, I hope she can handle it.

  Edging her between us onto her back, she relaxes her head on the pillow, comfortable with her nakedness in the tight space between Jake and me. We run our hands over her curves. Each part of her gets its own special attention. Skin softer than anything I’ve felt before responds to every movement of my palms and fingertips, sending pulses of pleasure straight to my cock.

  Katelynn closes her eyes and sucks in her bottom lip. Her lashes flutter as her eyes rapidly move around in their darkness, lost in her anticipation of the pleasure she’s about to receive. I massage a breast and watch her top teeth dig into her lip. A wild groan forms in my chest. I can’t take my eyes off her face. I need to know what each touch, each lick, does to her. Her hand comes down to where my dick is pressed against her thigh. She gently runs her fingers across the top of it. I give her some encouragement by edging it up into the palm of her hand, and her fingers wrap around me, stroking me from the base to the tip.

  “Mmmm,” I moan into her ear. “Just do what feels right, Kitten.”

  She hardly notices what I just called her. Or maybe she does, moving against my hot breath and turning her face to toward me for a needy kiss. I trail my tongue over the seam of her lips, opening her mouth for a deeper kiss that takes our breaths away. Pulling back, I touch the side of her chin with my thumb and turn it towards Jake. He covers her mouth with his, and her grip tightens around my stiff cock. Her touch is like a drug. I can’t help but want more. Massaging her thigh, I increase the pressure. With each circle, I go higher and she starts to spread her legs, locking one foot under my calf. She thinks she’s ready. Fuck, I hope she is.

  I suck and nibble at her earlobe, and as she murmurs in pleasure against Jake’s mouth, I take my kisses south. Down her neck, over her shoulders, and across her breasts. I kiss along her flat stomach to her upper thighs. Her legs part some more. Pressing my palm against her mound, I let two fingers rest at her clit, not moving, just to keep her wet and aroused. She breaks her kiss from Jake, sighing out as her hips lift off the bed and grind into my hand.

  That’s when I bury two fingers deep inside of her. Katelynn lets out a sultry moan. It’s not pain. She’s overcome with pleasure, rolling her hips to get my fingers deeper inside. My dick throbs at the beautiful sounds she makes as I finger fuck her hard. I can feel the pre-cum leaking out of my cockhead, as the pressure behind my balls is rising higher by the minute. Then she comes hard on my fingers, inner walls clamping around my digits as her body convulses through her orgasm.

  Watching Katelynn’s features twist with desire is driving me crazy. If I’m not careful, any second now I’m going to blow. Removing my fingers, I shimmy over. I find and roll on a condom, then slip between her legs, getting onto my knees as Jake starts to kiss her again. He keeps one hand on her breasts while he deepens into their kiss, and her legs wrap around my hips.

  Taking the base of my dick in one hand, I position myself, and when she tightens her legs around me, I press my cockhead against the opening of her slick, hot pussy. This is her first rodeo—literally—so I make a point not to enter her, despite my need to be balls deep inside of her. Pausing, I lock my eyes on her face, waiting for whenever she’s ready. Katelynn stops kissing Jake and looks at me, chest heaving from nervousness or excitement.

  Probably both.

  Knowing what we’re about to do has me fucking crazed. I want to possess her body completely. I need to show her the kind of pleasure she’s never felt before.

  “I’m ready,” she whispers.

  Her willingness lights up her eyes. There’s no hesitation there, only desire. She’s giving herself over to me, completely and totally, handing over absolute control. For the first time in, well ever, I think, I’m free in the way a man should be. Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I give a gentle push against her opening. Her pussy lips press back in resistance. I nudge further and they give way and accept me.

  I’m inside. Just an inch, but I’m in. Katelynn’s mouth falls open in a silent cry. I keep watching her as I push in a little more. Tight walls wrap around my dick in tiny increments. She feels like pure heaven. It’s fucking amazing, like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. No girl has ever felt this good.

  It’s all Katelynn.

  Halfway in, she tenses around me, swallowing hard. I stop. I can feel her muscles tensing up around my dick. Running my hand down her stomach, I let it come to rest at her clit. Each gentle stroke helps her relax. Her muscles stop clamping down on me and her lower back sags into the bed. I find a rhythm, strumming on her clit, pleasuring it as my dick moves inside a little more. Slowly, I move in deeper, and her hips start to move, inviting me further inside has her juices start to flow along my length and smooth out the ride. Katelynn’s eyes drift closed. Her head rolls to the side as she gets closer to coming.

  On my dick.

  I push in deeper and my cock meets a bit of resistance. Katelynn tenses and cries out. I stop for a while to give her some time to adjust to my thickness inside her sweet, tight cunt, but the deed’s been done. A new warmth spreads over my dick.

  Fuck.

  I popped her cherry.

  She’s mine now.

  My Kitten.

  Her shoulders tense and she sucks in a shuddering breath. Jake moves his hand from her tits and cups the back of her neck.

  “It’s all right,” he whispers. “You’re doing amazing.”

  I soothingly run my hands across her hips. Her eyes focus on me again as I wait for her to give me the okay to press on. She bites her bottom lip, relaxing her pelvic muscles and lowering her outer thighs to the bed. Pressing against her knees, I lean back slightly changing up the angle so there’s less pressure in her tight channel. Katelynn takes in a deep breath, then she nods at me. It’s my signal to go on. I slowly rock back and forth, making each thrust slow and soft. Katelynn’s breathing speeds up. She clutches at Jake’s chest. Her fingertips dig into his pecs.

  I lean back as far as I can go and enter her at more of an angle. She seals her eyes shut and moans, and her orgasm hits me like a freight train. All that pulsing and pressure in her already tight center sucks me like a blow job. It rushes through me, making me shake as I explode into the condom.

  Sweat slicks my temples. I wipe it away with my forearm, and after a while, I slowly pull out and settle in next to Katelynn on my back. She turns her face and nuzzles into my neck, and I thread my fingers in her hair, pressing her into me.

  It’s over an hour before Jake makes a move, only when Katelyn turns to him, grinding her ass into me as she rubs against his hip. He grabs a condom. Rolling it on, he turns onto his back, allowing her to climb on top. I miss her warmth on my skin, but it’s what she wants. Both of us. Relaxing my arms under my head, I keep my eyes on her. On them. Locks of her blonde hair falls around her shoulders, showing how much her body is flushed.

  I can’t get over how gorgeous and perfect she is.

  18

  Katelynn

  I rest my knees on the blanket on either side of Jake and look down at him. His eyes are comforting pools of hazel and flecks of green and gold that draw me in and hold me tight. I wouldn’t be able to break away if I wanted to.

  His fingers lace with mine and our palms press together. Fire ignites in any spot our skin touches. It envelops me and becomes my whole world. Nothing exists but this space that Jake and Hunter have carved out for me.

  The area between my legs aches. It’s from pain, but also from desire. Hunter piercing me hurt, but it also made me hungry
for more.

  Jake’s eyes flash wildly, almost dazzling in the low lighting. He pulls me forward and against his torso. His tongue parts my lips and pulses against the roof of my mouth. The giddiness in my chest that’s been there all night swirls and twists into a tornado. Any second now and it will take out this town.

  One of his hands leaves mine to rest against my lower back. He presses gently there and eases my hips down against his.

  The underside of his dick runs along my crotch and my core pulses. Having Hunter inside me was more intense than I imagined it could be. I desperately want to know if having Jake will be the same.

  Jake grabs my butt and pushes me up his chest a bit more. The tip of his dick presses against my folds and he thrusts inside of me. My inner walls burn. I bite my bottom lip and hold back a whimper.

  Jake pushes hair away from the side of my face and presses his lips against my ear. “Just relax,” he whispers.

  The words are just as soothing as his touch. The tension leaves my body and I release my weight onto his abs. The tornado inside me bursts out in every direction. Then pure relaxation spreads through my limbs. There’s no need to question Jake. I’m safe here. I know it.

  “Move back and forth,” he instructs. “Do what feels good.”

  I awkwardly shift back and forth. Each movement is slow and long. The aching calms, replaced by a much better sensation. A wave of pleasure swoops over my body. It’s like getting into a warm bath. These men are magic. From the moment we came into their apartment they’ve been reading my mind. They know the time to take things fast and the time to slow them down.

  This night has been nothing like the stories my friends have told me about their first times. They always made the experience sound awful. But this? Being with Hunter and Jake?

  It’s anything but bad. It’s the best night of my life.

  Jake clasps my hands with his again and helps me rock back and forth. Hunter comes onto the bed behind me and kisses my shoulder. A delicious chill sparks under my skin where his lips hit. His hands rush down across my thighs and one of his fingers finds my clit.

  Two hot balls of pleasure collect—one thanks to Jake’s dick and one thanks to Hunter’s hand. I arch my back and push harder against Jake’s hips. The two spots of good feelings swell and join together. Hunter’s breath presses against my neck and makes me shiver in joy.

  “Fuck,” Jake groans. “Katelynn, this is perfect. Perfect.”

  I can’t respond. The sensation rushing through me is like none I’ve ever had. I rock faster and harder against Jake. His hands leave mine to clutch my hips.

  Hunter rubs my clit faster. Ecstasy blasts through me and shakes every muscle. I cry out but don’t stop riding Jake. I keep rocking away, wanting to extend the pleasure for as long as I can.

  A guttural yell rips through his throat and he throws his head back and closes his eyes. We both suck in deep breaths at the same time.

  Hunter’s hand leaves my crotch and Jake wraps his arms around my back. He pulls me down and against his chest. I turn my face to the side and snuggle my nose into his shoulder. His hard pecs and abs rise and fall beneath me. Hunter lays down next to us. His eyes catch mine and burn in that intense way that only Jake’s can match.

  Hunter reaches over and trails his fingertips along my shoulder blades while Jake rubs my lower back. Their touches make me feel like I’m being wrapped in the softest, fluffiest cloud in the sky.

  I close my eyes and let myself be carried away. I’ve gone through too many emotions tonight. Though they’ve mostly been exhilarating, I can’t even begin to name them all.

  But I do know that I’m falling.

  I’m falling for two men.

  I squeeze my eyes shut and grin into Jake’s firm muscles. Not long ago, I was going about my business as usual. And now?

  Life has done a one-eighty. I’ve lost my virginity to not one, but two hot men.

  Holy hell.

  I was a virgin slut.

  I’m not a virgin anymore, so, what does that make me? A slut? To hell with labels.

  19

  Katelynn

  I wish this weekend didn’t have to end so quickly.

  Hunter and Jake are taking me home. I’ve been with them all weekend, and only told my parents that I was staying with friends. The time I spent with these men is on my mind non-stop. I swear I can still feel the touch of their hands all over my body. My body feels different. I feel different. I can finally say that I’m a woman. Though I can’t explain exactly in what way.

  And we connected in more ways than just physically. I actually confessed to them about the whole fake ID crap, and about having looked them up more than once, passing in front of their house before we actually met. They didn’t laugh or judge me.

  I can’t believe how close I feel to them now.

  To both of them.

  Jake’s truck hits a bump in the road and my shoulder knocks against his chest. He smiles warmly at me, taking one hand off the wheel and wrapping it around my waist to pull me in close. We arrive at my house way too soon. Both my parents have already left for work, and I need to be at the plant in thirty minutes.

  “Have you seen that truck before?” Hunter asks, nodding at the red Toyota.

  “Yes, it’s Sam’s, my younger brother.”

  Hunter gets out of the cab so I can hop into the driveway. He eyes the house uncertainly. “We should come in with you. Just to check everything out.”

  “No, it’s fine. Everything looks normal and Sam is here. I’ll change as quick as I can and then be right out.”

  “Make it ten minutes, or I’m coming in.”

  He sends another glance at the windows and climbs back in the truck.

  I hurry down the walkway and turn my key in the door, relieved that they didn’t come inside with me. I know my brother, Sam. If Hunter and Jake come in with me, he won’t let up about the guys who dropped me off. Eventually, he’ll let something slip with my parents, which won’t look good any way that I try to spin it.

  “Hello?” I call as I walk across the living room.

  “In here,” Sam calls back. I follow his voice to the kitchen. He sits at the table eating cereal and typing something on his phone.

  “I just stopped by to change for work real quick.”

  He looks at me with slightly raised eyebrows. “Did you see Dad’s text?”

  “What?” I start to feel for my phone but remember I don’t have any pockets. The cell is in my purse in Jake’s truck. I haven’t checked it since I sent the text last night.

  “He wants to know what’s going on.”

  My heart freezes. Do my parents know where I was last night? How could they?

  If they question me, I’ll just have to tell them I’m dating one of the men. They won’t mind that. They’re always telling me I need to make more of an effort to find a ‘nice guy’. They hated the last guy I went out with.

  “What are you talking about?” I slowly ask.

  “Some men came here last night.”

  “What men?” My voice is harsh.

  Sam shrugs, but he’s serious to the point of concerned. “I don’t know. There were two of them. I didn’t recognize them, but they asked for you.”

  I manage to stop myself from gasping. Instead, I take a deep breath. I can’t worry Sam. “What happened?”

  “They said they were friends of yours, but they wouldn’t tell Dad their names. He said he’d take a message for you, but they wouldn’t leave one.”

  My fingernails curl into my palms. “Was Dad upset?”

  “Yeah. He almost went for the gun cabinet. I saw him eyeing it. He wasn’t impressed that these men had the nerve to show up here demanding to see you. They were kind of gangster looking.” He twists his lips. “Do you know them?”

  “No,” I say in a part lie. “I have no idea.”

  “All right.” Sam goes back to his phone. “Dad’s gonna grill you good.”

  “I’m sure,” I mutter
.

  I can’t think about my father right now. There are bigger things to worry about. How did the men find out where I live? And what were they planning to do if I was home? Kidnap me right off my front doorstep? Hold my family hostage? A shudder runs through me. If they can’t get their hands on me, what do they plan to do next? What if I’m not the only one who isn’t safe? What if my family is a real target now?

  “Where’s Noreen?” I ask, afraid to hear the answer. “Do you know where she is? Is she around?”

  My questions come out at a rapid pace.

  Sam looks at me like I’m crazy. “She left for camp already.”

  Summer camp. Of course. Savannah’s a managing counselor there this year.

  “Oh. Right.” I dramatically slap my forehead. “I’m sleep deprived. Okay, see you later.”

  As I hurry out of the kitchen and up the stairs, the house phone rings and Sam shouts out to let me know that it’s Savannah. I don’t even hesitate when I tell him not to answer. I can’t handle more stimulus right now, or having to launch into another explanation. She’ll be mad as hell, but eventually she’ll get over it.

  I need work clothes. Usually, I pick out my work outfits the night before, but today I just have to grab whatever I can find first. I yank on my black dress pants and a cream blouse. Instead of heels, I slip into some black ballet flats. I give my hair two quick runs with a hairbrush and twist it into a low bun. There’s no time to do a full face of makeup. I’ll just have to swipe on whatever is already in my purse the second I get a chance.

  I fly out of my room and down the stairs, locking the front door and double checking it as I leave. I don’t want to worry Sam because he knows that he needs to watch his back, but at least I can make sure he’s behind a locked door. My brain is fuzzy as I walk for Jake’s truck. I felt secure this morning with Hunter and Jake. I might have been scared last night, but I woke up feeling like everything would be just fine. They’d chased the men away and kept me safe. Whatever was going on with Brad and Will had nothing to do with me. Soon it would all blow over.