Misadventures on the Night Shift

by Lauren Rowe

  “You like that?” Camden says softly, his voice laced with desire.

  “You know I do. Do you feel how wet I am for you?”

  “I sure do.”

  “Will you lick me, baby?” I breathe, snapping my pelvis against Camden’s hand with precision. “If you lick me, I’ll return the favor and suck your dick like it’s made of the finest chocolate.”

  Camden lets out a shaky breath. “You got yourself a deal, baby. Fuck yeah.”

  In one fluid motion, Camden tosses me onto my back on the couch like I’m a blow-up doll—a maneuver that allows me to glance over at Lucas…and I lose my freaking mind at the sight of him. Oh my God, Lucas looks unbelievably hot right now. He’s gripping the arms of his chair with white knuckles, his eyes burning like hot coals and the bulge behind his jeans massive. And, I must say, it’s a sexy look for him.

  Camden pulls off his shirt, attracting my attention back to him, and my jaw drops. Wow. I had no idea Camden was hiding such a gorgeous body underneath that shirt!

  Without hesitation, Camden pulls off my shirt, and then my skirt, followed by my matching black bra and G-string, leaving me lying before him buck naked and trembling.

  “Nice,” Camden says, his eyes scorching a path from my hard nipples to my belly ring and finally landing with obvious approval on the tiny angel tattoo gracing my pubic bone. “Well, look at you,” Camden says, his eyes blazing. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?”

  I sneak a quick peek at Lucas to find him breathing like he just ran a hundred-yard dash, still gripping the arms of his chair.

  I focus on Camden again. His jeans are off. He’s wearing black boxer briefs and his hard-on is straining deliciously behind the fabric.

  “Oh, Cammy,” I coo. “I’ve been fantasizing about you doing this to me all day.”

  “Your wish is my command,” Camden whispers. He moves between my legs and…shit! No! This new positioning of Camden’s body is blocking my view of Lucas! But before I can panic, Lucas appears in my sightline again. The sneaky bastard’s switched chairs to ensure he doesn’t miss a moment of our sexy show.

  I can’t help smiling broadly as I return my gaze to the man between my legs. The man who’s currently kissing my breasts and sucking on my hard nipples.

  “I want you so much, Camden,” I purr, reaching down and stroking the hard-on behind his briefs. “I’m already so close.” I turn my head and look straight at Lucas—one hand working my clit while the other strokes Camden—and my entire body jolts as I discover Lucas’s jeans unbuttoned and the tip of his hard cock emerging from the waistband of his white underwear. An involuntary moan escapes my mouth at this unexpected glimpse of Lucas’s smooth, shiny tip. I arch my back, suddenly aching almost painfully to get fucked. “I’m so turned on,” I whisper with my eyes fixed on Lucas as Camden’s tongue works its way down my torso toward my throbbing tip. “You’re so good at this, Camden.”

  With his dark eyes still trained on mine, Lucas pulls the full length of his hard dick and his balls out of his briefs and begins slowly stroking his shaft. Not three seconds later, Camden’s warm, wet tongue lands on my clit and begins fervently licking me, exactly the way I like it best.

  I’m suddenly experiencing a perfect storm of turn-ons. Enough wicked pleasure to make a girl like me come forcefully, just that fast. I make a primal sound, arch my back sharply, shove myself into Camden’s warm mouth, and come shockingly hard, my eyes never leaving Lucas’s.

  “Oh, yeah, baby,” Camden says into my cooch, his lips devouring me.

  “Keep going.” I gasp, gripping Camden’s hair. “I’ll come again even harder if you keep going.”

  Camden doubles down on what he’s doing and I moan loudly. Damn, Camden’s definitely good at this. I grip Camden’s hair even harder and begin riding his mouth, continuing to stare at Lucas’s beautiful, tortured, turned-on face.

  Lucas.

  He’s absolutely gorgeous right now.

  He’s stroking himself as he watches Camden and me. But he’s working himself slowly, like he doesn’t want to push himself too close to the edge. I lick my lips, imagining myself sucking him off as Camden’s tongue continues working its magic on my clit. “So good,” I purr, not taking my eyes off Lucas. “So, so good. Oh, God. I’m almost there again, Cam. Keep doing it just like that, love. Don’t stop doing exactly that.”

  “You taste amazing,” Camden says from between my legs, his enthusiasm seemingly quite sincere.

  Oh my hell, this dude between my legs is a talented individual. I’m on the cusp of complete rapture. But I can’t let go. Not yet. I need to hang on until I’ve given Lucas enough reason to push Camden off me and claim me for himself.

  Camden’s continuing to chow down on me like a starving man.

  And Lucas is beating himself off with languid jerks of his hand, his eyes fixed on mine.

  And me? I’m on the verge of coming undone.

  I cling to control, forcing myself not to release. But when Lucas licks his lips in an exaggerated swirl, showing me exactly how he’d eat me out if he were the one hunkered down between my legs, I lose it and come into Camden’s mouth for a second time, this time much more forcefully than the first.

  “Oh, fuck, yes,” I grit out as my body warps and wrenches with a tsunami of pleasure, still looking at Lucas. “You’re amazing, Camden. The best.”

  Once my orgasm has subsided, I grip Camden’s hair and pull him up to my face for a long, deep kiss, making sure he can’t shove his dick into my mouth, despite what I promised him earlier. “Baby,” I coo to Camden. “You’ve got me so turned on, I want to do something extra sexy that’s going to make sucking your dick especially hot for me.”

  Camden leans back slightly, his chest heaving, waiting to hear whatever this crazy bitch he just met fifteen minutes ago is about to say to him.

  I put my palms on Camden’s scruffy cheeks, wrap my naked thighs around him, and grind myself into the bulge behind his briefs. “You know how you’ve been begging me for a threesome forever? Well, I’m finally ready to do it because you got me off so hard and I love you so much. In fact, I’m dying to do it for you—as my gift to you.”

  Camden’s eyes are wide. He tries to glance over at Lucas, but I pull his face toward me by his scruff.

  “I know how much you love to be in charge when we fuck, so don’t worry, I promise whoever you pick to be our plaything will be yours to command. Nothing but a toy for me—a human dildo.”

  Camden chuckles and glances at Lucas, an amused look on his face that plainly says, “She’s clever.”

  It’s taking all my self-restraint not to join Camden in looking at Lucas, but I force myself not to do it, for the greater good. What better way to make a rock star feel compelled to elbow his way to center stage than making him feel like nothing but part of the measly backup band?

  I pull Camden’s scruff again and make him look at me. “This is your show, babe. You’ll tell our toy when to fuck me and how hard and how fast or slow. You’ll tell him if and when he’s allowed to come. And the whole time, I’ll be sucking you off better than you’ve ever had, I promise. Baby, you haven’t been blown ’til you’ve been blown by me.”

  Camden’s eyes blaze. “I’m sold,” he whispers. “Let’s do it.”

  “Command me.” I look at Lucas. “Sir.”

  At my use of that particular word, Lucas looks like he’s about to explode, but he remains seated, his hand slowly working his shaft and his chest heaving.

  Camden stands, scoops my naked body off the couch with his muscled arms, and strides with his girlfriend-for-the-night toward the bedroom, his dick straining behind his black briefs. “Come on, Human Dildo,” he calls over his shoulder to his rock star best friend. “Whatever my sexy girl wants, she gets. Including you.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Camden’s naked and kneeling at the head of the bed, his massive hard-on mere inches from my lips.

  I’m naked and on all fours on the mattres
s, my back swayed and my bare ass protruding toward the true object of my affection—who, at the moment, is sitting fully dressed in an armchair in the corner, the tip of his hard-on peeking out the top of his unbuttoned jeans.

  “Suck my dick, Abby,” Camden whispers, his fingertips stroking my hair. “If you want to get fucked by a human dildo, you’ve got to earn it.”

  I nod, lick my lips, and get to work.

  I start by licking Camden’s dick from his balls to his tip like he’s a melting Popsicle. My fingers explore his balls and taint as I work, my lips and tongue voracious, and when it’s clear he’s appropriately turned on, I move along to lapping enthusiastically at Camden’s tip—a maneuver that prompts him to grip my hair and moan his appreciation.

  I’m about to take Camden’s full cock into my mouth when he surprises me by barking out, “Strip down and get over here, Dildo.”

  My mouth involuntarily freezes. Holy shit. This is it.

  Camden strokes my hair. “Keep going, beautiful. The better you suck me off, the more I’ll order him to do to you.”

  Well, hell. Sounds like a fair trade-off to me.

  I take Camden’s tip into my mouth again and swirl my tongue over his little hole while my fingers continue exploring him, anxiously awaiting the feel of Lucas’s hands on my flesh for the very first time. But nope. I feel nothing.

  All right. Time to get Camden lobbying for me.

  I take Camden’s full length into my mouth while continuing to swirl my tongue on his tip, and almost instantly the dude begins losing his mind. Wow, Camden’s damned easy to please in the blowjob department, it seems. Could it be his famewhore of a girlfriend isn’t a big fan of giving head? Well, shame on her if her man likes it so much. Give your man what he likes, I say. And lots of it.

  “Holy fuck, you’re good at this,” Camden grits out. “Luke, she’s amazing at this, man. Fuck.”

  I increase the speed and intensity of my assault and Camden’s entire body shudders. And then I slide my fingertip into his ass crack and—

  “Dildo!” Camden suddenly barks at Lucas. “Get over here and lick my girl’s asshole.”

  My heart lurches. If Lucas complies, this will be the first time he’ll lay a hand—or tongue—on me. And holy hell, Camden sure picked a doozy of a first touch.

  To my thrill, as I continue sucking Camden’s dick and fondling him, the mattress behind me lowers sharply with Lucas’s body weight.

  And then I feel Lucas’s warm palms rest on my ass cheeks.

  Lucas strokes my ass for a long, delicious moment, making me shudder, and then moves on to stroking the outside of my pussy gently, making me quake with anticipation.

  I feel Lucas’s fingers gently spreading my ass cheeks apart…and then the sensation of Lucas’s warm lips and tongue on my asshole…which he then proceeds to lick and eat like it’s covered in maple syrup.

  Holy fuckburgers.

  I attack Camden’s dick with animalistic ferocity, and Camden jerks and bucks into my mouth like he’s being electrocuted.

  “Finger her pussy while you eat her,” Camden barks at Lucas. “Oh, fuck, she’s incredible. Make her lose her mind for me, Luke.”

  Still eating my ass, Lucas begins fingering my clit, and just like that I’m so turned on I’m no longer human. And Camden’s right there with me. He grips my hair and begins face-fucking me as Lucas continues his assault on my ass and clit.

  Oh, good lord. This is intense. And side note? I’m pretty sure if Dr. Carlson were here, she’d tell me this isn’t a “healthy choice.”

  I make a garbled sound—as best I can with Camden’s cock down my throat—on the bitter edge of a brutal release, and try my damnedest to hang on.

  “Fuck her slow,” Camden chokes out to Lucas, his balls slamming into my chin. “I can’t hold on much longer. Fuck her slow and tell me what she feels like.”

  Lucas roughly grabs my hips and without a moment’s hesitation burrows his massive hard-on inside me, a maneuver that elicits simultaneous groans of excitement from all three of us.

  “Oh, fuck, Cam, she’s really tight,” Lucas grits out, fucking me slowly. “Jesus Christ, man, she feels so fucking good.”

  “Fuck her hard and finger her,” Camden orders, his voice strained. “Make her come. Oh, fuck, this is good.”

  Lucas follows his best friend’s orders to a tee, a move that makes me wail with pleasure and attack Camden’s dick with increased fervor.

  “Oh, Jesus,” Camden bellows. “Baby, don’t stop.”

  I’ve never felt so much dirty pleasure in my life. I let out a guttural groan.

  “I can’t hang on much longer,” Lucas chokes out.

  “Wait for me,” Camden orders. “Me first. She’s mine.”

  “Fuck!” Lucas shouts. “She feels incredible, man. Oh my God.”

  Apparently, that’s too much for Camden to bear. With a loud growl, he pulls out of my mouth and comes all over my face, a shocking denigration that causes my core to release with a wrenching, brutal orgasm of such force, fluid gushes out of me and spurts around Lucas’s massive cock and onto my thighs.

  “Oh, God,” Lucas chokes out, just before pulling out of me and releasing all over my ass.

  I collapse onto the mattress along with Camden while Lucas crumples onto the edge of the bed. For several moments, the three of us remain motionless and mute, gasping for air.

  “Well, that was messy,” I finally say, and everyone breaks into hearty laughter.

  “You’re a unicorn, Abby,” Camden says, still laughing. “How do you exist?”

  “No, man,” Lucas says. “She’s not a unicorn.” Without warning, he bites my ass cheek—hard—making me gasp with surprise. “She’s an angel.”

  Chapter Nineteen

  I slip behind the front desk. “Sorry I took so long,” I say to Danica. “Thanks for holding down the fort.”

  “How’d it go?”

  “Great. We just talked and talked. It’s so weird. We have these great conversations, but there’s no sexual chemistry at all. Lucas says he really appreciates the chance to talk with a woman without any sexual undertones. I don’t think he’s used to having many female friends.”

  Danica’s facial expression tells me she’s buying everything I’m selling, without question—which kind of pisses me off, actually. “That’s so sweet,” she says. “Why is the front of your hair wet?”

  My chest tightens. Obviously, I can’t tell Danica I took a quick shower in Lucas’s suite before heading back down to work. “Because I had to wash my face before I left,” I say smoothly. “Lucas was so excited about a new song he wrote, he shook up a bottle of champagne and opened it and it sprayed all over me.” I roll my eyes. “I was actually annoyed with him.”

  Again, Danica looks completely convinced. “So he wants you back again tomorrow night?”

  “Yup. Same time. Okay with you?”

  “Sure thing.” She smiles sheepishly. “Okay, so don’t be mad at me, but I didn’t even start working on the P and R reports yet. Sorry, I got distracted. I was hoping you’d start working on them while I take my break and grab some food?”

  “Of course. Take as long as you need. Thanks so much for covering for me for so long.”

  “You bet.” Danica pinches my butt as she moves around the front desk, her fingers squeezing an inch away from the spot where Lucas bit me so unexpectedly mere minutes ago. “See ya in about forty-five?” Danica asks.

  “Great.”

  Danica leaves and I begin dutifully working on the P&R reports, but about ten minutes into my work I’m interrupted by an incoming call on the main board from Penthouse A.

  “Why, hello there, Mr. Ford. Or should I call you Count Dracula?”

  Lucas chuckles. “How’s your tasty ass?”

  “It hurts.”

  “Sorry about that. Got carried away. Is that why you left so damned fast?”

  “Of course not. I just had to get back to work.”

  “Yeah, but yo
u didn’t have to bolt outta here like the place was on fire. You sure you’re okay?”

  “I’m fine.”

  “You’re not freaking out?”

  “Not at all. I’m great.”

  “Good. I thought maybe you left like that because you were freaking out and wanted to quit the game.”

  “I’m not freaking out at all,” I say. “And I don’t want to quit the game in the slightest.”

  I can hear his smile across the phone line. “Good.” He sighs. “God, that was hot, wasn’t it? Damn, Abby.”

  Heat spreads to my core. “Yeah, it was pretty hot.”

  “You’re a savage beast, woman. I’ve done plenty of threesomes before—although always with two women—but holy mother of God, they’ve never been anything close to as hot as what we just did. Camden and I were talking about it after you left, and we both agreed it was because of you. You come off as this sweet little virgin, which is pretty sexy in itself, not going to lie, and then bam! It turns out you’re hiding a devil underneath your halo and wings. Best of both worlds.” He chuckles. “I honestly hadn’t even thought about throwing a threesome into the mix for our game. You definitely ambushed me with that—” He abruptly stops talking and inhales sharply like he’s been stuck with a needle.

  “Lucas?”

  “Holy shit. Hang on. I just had an epic idea for a song. Holy fuck! Hang on, baby. I’ve got to write something down before I forget it.”

  There’s silence on the line for a full minute.

  “Sorry about that,” he says when he gets back on the line. “What were we talking about?”

  “You were saying I ambushed you with the threesome.”

  “Oh, yeah. Sorry. Holy fuck, I’m bouncing off the walls right now. I feel high. God, that was incredible.”

  Crap. I’m beginning to think maybe I’ve miscalculated here. I introduced the threesome element into our role-play with the goal of breaking the seal with Lucas, so to speak, thinking he’d get a taste of me and immediately want me for himself. But, unfortunately, Lucas doesn’t sound at all like a man who wants to claim me as his girlfriend. He sounds like a man who just had a hell of a great time in a threesome and wants to do it again. “Well, glad you and Camden had so much fun,” I say flatly, my stomach clenching.