Rubbed Raw (Triple Threat Book 2)

by Bella Jeanisse

  Chris looked up. “When you goin’ to Vegas?”

  “You are, too,” Tommy told him as he sat down. “I forget when, but the tour stops there for a few days. The girls you can get there are top-notch most of the time. And the strip clubs. Damn!”

  * * *

  About an hour later, I stood near the apartment door. “ ’Night, Crystal.” Chris kissed my cheek. “I’ll talk to Chad and Giovanni. See if I can help them work it out.” He smiled widely. “Everything’s gonna be fine.”

  I closed the door behind them, and then headed for the hallway bathroom.

  “Babe, you promised you’d let me hear your song,” Tommy reminded me as he stepped into the hallway.

  I smiled. “Oh yeah. I forgot.”

  “Will you play it naked for me?” He smirked.

  I rolled my eyes. “No.”

  “Fine, then. Come on.” He pulled me into his room and almost pushed me on his bed. Then he grabbed an acoustic guitar and brought it to me. “Pretend I’m not here, and belt it out. OK?”

  My eyes closed as I tried to relax and recall the entire song. Then I slid my fingers over the frets and got into position. The music and words brought so many emotions to the surface. I resisted crying, but I had to keep my eyes closed to do it.

  “Wow, babe,” Tommy said when I was done. “When you guys get the band back together you have to put that on the album. Chris would make that even more incredible.”

  I looked up at him. “You really like it? Or are you just saying that?”

  “I did, look!” He quickly opened his pants and showed me his stiff cock. “I need you, and you promised me I could have you tonight.” He came closer to me until his dick was inches from my face. “I love the way you use your tongue on me.”

  The thought of Phil pounding me came to mind. “Uh, I have to take a shower first.” I put the guitar on his bed and flew out of the room.

  By the time I was in the bathroom, I was already half-naked. I had left a trail of clothes, not wanting Tommy to touch me yet. Feeling a bit dirty after thinking about Phil, I jumped in the shower quickly.

  “Did I say something wrong?” Tommy asked through the open bathroom door.

  I peeked out at him. Then I stared at his cock standing at attention in front of him. “Um, no. It’s not you. It’s hard to explain.”

  After a few minutes, the shower curtain moved. I turned around. Tommy had climbed into the shower with me. I looked away, wanting my desire for him to dissipate. However, as soon as I felt his hands run up my body, I moaned.

  “I can’t wait. Please, babe.” He caressed both of my breasts and pressed his hips to my ass. “I’m ready now, condom and all. Please.” I felt the condom as he slid his erection between my legs. “If you fucked Phil, I don’t care. I thought I heard you cry out when I passed your room. Just the thought that he could be fucking you gave me a hard-on. Did he?”

  I moaned as his cock rubbed my clit again. “Yes.”

  “Babe, that’s so hot.” He grabbed my hips. “Bend over more.”

  I closed my eyes and did as he wanted. Then he quickly shoved his entire cock into me. Before doing anything else, he ground his hips into my ass and moved them around. I cried out, loudly, trembling fiercely within as I pushed back against him.

  “Yeah, squeeze it, babe.” He moaned. “You make me feel so fucking good. I wish other girls felt like you.” When my body relaxed, he held my hips and started out with slow, deep thrusts. “I never fucked the same girl so many times. You’re so addictive. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of this pussy.”

  I heard what he was saying, but he was making me feel so incredible, I didn’t care. He grazed my G-spot with each drawn-out stroke, and I gasped every time. “Tommy… Tommy… Oh God!” I reached one hand back and grabbed his ass, as I shook inside.

  I soon let him go and moved with him again. His pace felt just incredible. When I was gripped by a powerful orgasm, I screamed. Tommy’s hips froze. He cried out my name as my pussy tensed and released his dick rhythmically.

  “Oh, don’t stop that, babe!” He gasped and moaned as my body kept it up for a long while. When it had finally played out, he didn’t hold back anymore. His hands glided up my body and held my breasts. Then he began ramming his cock into me intensely. “Oh, fuck!”

  “Tommy, holy shit!” I called to him within seconds, my legs starting to give out as I felt my pussy release fluid.

  “I felt that,” he whispered. “Gimme more.”

  His rhythm got faster. Then he was constantly moaning, as was I. Every breath he let out across my neck gave me a shiver, which added to it all. I loved how he fucked me, but that night it was different; so animalistic.

  “Uh… fuck!” he suddenly yelled and started pounding me even harder. “I’m gonna fucking cum! Crystal, shit… uh God!” He buried his cock deep inside me and squeezed my breasts painfully as I felt the throb of his release. “Crystal, oh damn.”

  I sighed with relief when he loosened his grip on my breasts. When I looked down, there were faint red marks. Then I almost lost my balance as he pulled out of me.

  Tommy quickly had an arm around my waist. “You OK? Was I too rough?”

  “I’m fine,” I replied, breathing hard.

  He caressed my breasts with his other hand. “I always wanted to fuck you like that. Was even better than I expected. Fucking awesome, babe. Seriously. Did you feel how much I came?”

  I leaned back on him, feeling even weaker. “Yeah, I came hard, too.”

  “Are you gonna fall if I let go?”

  “I think so,” I admitted.

  “Come here, then.” He turned me around and held me closer, with one hand on my ass. “Anyone ever fucked you to exhaustion?”

  I lay my head on his shoulder and recalled how many times Chad had done that. “Yeah.”

  “Oh. I was hoping I was the only one.”

  I put my arms around him. “You’re not like anyone else I was ever with.”

  “I hope that’s a good thing.”

  “It is. You amaze me with what you can do to me sometimes.”

  “Good, but it’s still just fucking, right?”

  “Yep,” I agreed. No matter how good he was, I still had no feelings for him, other than desire. Giovanni and Chad were the ones in my heart.

  When my strength came back to me, Tommy left me to finish washing. I was completely exhausted for sure. My limbs moved sluggishly, and my eyelids had become heavy. While I was drying off, I had to hold onto the wall for support a few times.

  Just as I hung the towel up, Tommy was in the doorway naked. “You said you’d sleep in my bed, tonight. Still gonna do it?”

  “I said I would.” I smiled as he put a hand out to me. I grabbed it, glad I didn’t have to attempt to walk alone.

  When I sat on his bed, he started to stroke his semi-hard dick. “I got your pills and some water for you.”

  “Thanks.” I crawled over to the nightstand and took them. “Where do you want me?” I needed to lie down, but it was his bed.

  He grinned. “Right there, on your back. OK?”

  “O-K,” I replied hesitantly. “You do use a condom when I’m asleep. Right?”

  “Of course I do. I don’t wanna get you pregnant. Do you know what Chad and Giovanni would do to me if that happened? I don’t even want them to know I been fucking you while you live here. I like my face just the way it is.”

  I relaxed and lay down under the blanket. “I don’t want that, either.”

  It took merely minutes for me to start to fade. I couldn’t even react when the blanket was sliding off of me. Then my legs were lifted onto, I assume, Tommy’s chest. I let out a soft moan as he pushed his cock into me again.

  “Oh! Babe, I could fuck you all night long. No wonder Chad…”

  Chapter 17

  “Babe,” Tommy whispered in my ear as I still lay in his bed the next morning. “Do you mind if I go down and look for a girl? I’m not used to fucking the same one
every day.”

  I opened my eyes slowly and leaned back on him. “I guess I can’t keep up with you.” I was just a little insulted that he wanted someone else. Even though I knew he wasn’t the monogamous type, and we were just fooling around.

  “It’s not that, babe.” He ran his fingers over my right breast. “There’s a few things I like that you won’t let me do to you. Don’t get me wrong, you’re incredible, and I want you all the time.” He pressed his stiff dick against my ass. “But I haven’t had anyone else in like two weeks.”

  I closed my eyes as he slid his fingers down my body. “What won’t I do that you want so bad?”

  “Anal, babe,” he breathed. “It’s so tight. Mmmm.”

  My body tensed like it always did at the mere mention of anal sex.

  “Babe, relax.” He caressed my arm. “I’m not gonna hurt you again. Have you ever done that before?”

  I tried to relax as I almost felt Tommy pushing into my ass again. “Yeah, and it was terrible. Please don’t.

  “I understand, but I really want it now. It won’t take long. Is it OK?”

  I sighed. “Yeah, I get it. It’s fine.” I pulled away from him and got off the bed. “I’m gonna take a shower.”

  By the time I stepped out of the bathroom in a towel, Tommy was gone. I walked to the back and opened the door to the balcony. It was hot out, but a light breeze was blowing. Looked like a nice day to take in some sun.

  Soon I was in my red bikini and lying in a lounge chair on the balcony. After about an hour, the door buzzer went off. I waited to see if Tommy would answer it, but he didn’t.

  “Jon Harris here to see Mr. Fischer,” came from the speaker.

  I replied, “Send him up.”

  Then I headed to the kitchen. I stopped just before entering the room and looked toward the back of the house. Tommy and a girl were making so much noise; I wished I knew what was happening. And a small part of me wanted to be her. When I heard him cumming, my pussy clenched with need. Why did the sound of his pleasure turn me on?

  Frustrated, I huffed and quickly went to the freezer. I hadn’t eaten anything yet, and I was even hungrier at that point. I spied waffles and tossed two of them into the toaster.

  By the time I had my breakfast on the table, the bell rang, and I ran to answer it. “Hey, Tommy’s busy, and Dean ain’t here yet,” I told Jon as I opened the condo’s front door.

  “Holy shit,” Jon said, just loud enough to be heard.

  I turned around. “What?”

  “Very nice.” Shockingly, he was staring at me.

  I looked down and realized I had my skimpiest bathing suit on. “I… uh… I didn’t mean to parade around like this. I was trying to get a tan.”

  “Red’s my favorite color, and I don’t mind looking at so much of you.” His cheeks reddened just a bit. “Uh… Sorry. You kinda shocked me.” He finally came in and closed the door, before following me to the kitchen.

  I sat down and started eating. “You hungry? We got more.”

  “No. I’m good. Tommy must love having you here.”

  “I guess so.” I got up, not paying attention to his tone of voice. “You want a drink at least?”

  “Um, OK.”

  I grabbed two glasses and poured orange juice into them. “You sure you’re not hungry?”

  Jon’s eyes were glued to my chest as I bent over. “Wow, your tits are nice. Your nipple’s showing.”

  “Shit!” I turned around and fixed my top. “I should go change.”

  “No. Please don’t. Eat your breakfast.” Then a new round of moaning started in Tommy’s room. “He has a chick here, when he could fuck you? I could never do that. If I had you at my place and you were willing, I’d fuck you as much as possible.”

  I closed my eyes as Tommy’s loud noises started to turn me on again. Then I blushed as my nipples hardened. “Um… well… He asked if it was OK.” I sat down and shoved a piece of waffle in my mouth.

  “Don’t be embarrassed.” Jon leaned over the table. “Between the noise and your tits, I got a real stiff one. Sorry if that bothers you, but I gotta be honest with you.” He shifted in the chair, and then I watched him stick his hand in his jeans and adjust his erection, which looked bigger than Phil’s.

  I wasn’t sure what to say to that. Jon sat there as I cleaned up and washed the dishes. I glanced at him at one point and found him staring at my ass, not something he had done before.

  When I was finished, I looked at him. “I’m gonna get dressed.” Then I heard Tommy cumming again and shut my eyes tightly.

  “You hate when he has other girls here, don’t you?”

  I sighed. “Sometimes.”

  “Maybe you need to get away for a while. Dean just texted me. He’s gonna be late. We can go for a drive till Tommy’s done fucking.”

  I shrugged and walked toward my room. Then I went to the closet, grabbed a black skirt and tossed it on the bed.

  “Hey, just put that over your suit. I got the top down, so you can get more sun.”

  I smiled at Jon’s idea, mostly because more moans were coming from Tommy’s room. He never had sex with me three times in a row. Well, I assumed that was what was happening. I guess they could have been doing other things.

  When we got down to the parking lot, I smiled at the red convertible Corvette. “Oh, wow, nice.” I walked around it, admiring the details. “This is what I expected of you.”

  “Wait till you get in it.”

  The engine roared to life, and a shudder moved over me. What an incredible sound. I had always found Corvettes to be sexy. He opened the passenger door from the inside, and I climbed in. I could feel the horsepower throughout my entire body.

  “I got a hard-on the first time I drove her.” Jon ran a hand over the top of the dashboard.

  I glanced over at him. The clear outline of his erection gave me the urge to touch it. Then I realized I was thinking that about Jon. I peeked again and sighed. It was pointless to try to deny it. I was worked up beyond control by then.

  “You like it?” Jon suddenly asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

  I leaned back on the leather seat. “Oh, yeah. This is so awesome.”

  We drove for about a mile before Jon answered a call. I listened to his side of the exchange. “Yeah, I’m still down here.” “He did, and he blew her off.” “I don’t know why she’s mad at me. I told her to stay away from him.” “Now? Hang on. Crystal, do you mind if we swing by my brother’s store? It’s not too far.”

  “Sure.”

  When Jon parked, I was looking through my purse for lipstick. Then when I started putting it on, I was shocked at the name of the store: “Fantasies Galore.”

  Jon opened my door just as I put my makeup bag away. “I forgot to tell you he owns a porn shop. Sorry.” Then he held his hand out and helped me out of the car. “You’ll like Scott. He’s a trip.” He held the front door open for me as well. “I’m here,” he called out when we saw no one at the register.

  “Hang on, Jon,” a male voice replied. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

  I leaned back against the counter and rested my elbows on it. After a few minutes, a man passed me, looking at me sideways. Then another did the same thing. I had forgotten how I was dressed.

  “You got every guy in here hard, you know.” Jon laughed softly.

  Then a man came toward us from the back. He had a slight resemblance to Jon, but he was much thinner, a bit younger and only about six foot. “So, you’re Crystal.” He looked me over twice. “Damn, you were right, man. Hot as fuck!” He sighed and smiled. “If I had a picture of you in here, I’d triple my business. How about you get that top off and let me take one?”

  “Hey!” Jon shouted. “She ain’t a porn star!”

  Scott walked behind the counter. “I had to ask. No offense. Crystal, I gotta talk to Jon about some family business. Do you mind looking around or something? If anybody bothers you, just yell.”

  “Sure.” I want
ed to do that anyway. I was curious. First, I walked over to the toys and smiled at the size of some of them, bigger than Chad.

  A man standing near me moved a bit closer. “Um, my wife likes that one.” He pointed to a 12-inch silicone-coated vibrator. “I’d love to use it on you.”

  “No, thanks.” I walked to the next wall and found cock rings. I took one down and read the back of it.

  “I’ll try it on for you if you like,” someone said from behind me. “The vibrating ones are real good.”

  Out of pure curiosity, I turned around. He was only a few inches taller because of my three-inch heels. He had a dark brown beard, mustache and wavy hair down to his shoulders. I couldn’t help but smile at him.

  He flashed me a bright smile that made him even cuter. “I won’t touch you. I promise. Just let you look at me and touch me if you want. By the way, I’m David.” Then he turned. “Scott, I’m gonna do a demo.”

  “You work here?” I asked, surprised.

  David looked at me and smiled again. “Yeah. Come on. Scott lets me do almost anything I want.” I followed him into a back office. He opened a drawer and took out several styles of cock rings. “Which one do you wanna see first?” He asked as he took his shirt off.

  I was shocked when he took his shoes and socks off, and then his pants. He stood leaning on a desk in a pair of boxer briefs. He seemed to be trying to look anywhere but my chest. I watched his underwear, expecting a hard-on to form, but he looked soft to me.

  He picked up a package. “I’ll put this one on first.”

  I bit my lip, feeling so at ease with him and dying to see the demonstration. He dropped his underwear and was completely naked. He looked to be about Tommy’s size flaccid; maybe four inches. I watched him attach the metal contraption around his cock and balls. Then he raised his hands up.

  “See, it makes it look bigger.” He put his boxer briefs back on. “Makes the bulge look bigger, too. Not a nice deception, I think.” He looked up at me. “You can touch if you want.” He leaned his hands on the desk and waited.

  Compelled to do it, I went to him and cupped his package. “You can barely feel it.”