Eagle grinned at the spectacle, but then he looked up and saw me. There was surprise on his face. He obviously hadn’t expected me to come back after Hawk’s performance on the work floor with that random girl.
Eagle’s surprise quickly changed to hunger. He held up one of the remotes and winked at me. I reached down and raised up my skirt to show him I had in deed brought my tribute. Eagle licked his lips at the sight of my panties, a promise in those dark eyes. Then his attention went back to his first project.
I gathered up my courage and searched out the spot I’d been dreading to see. He was there, in the big chair, with a girl in his lap. She had her hand down his pants. Her hand worked him methodically.
Hawk rubbed the girl’s forearm absently. He wasn’t looking at her. He stared out the window. His eyes looked vacant. There was a joint in his free hand. He raised it to his lips and took a long pull. He closed his eyes and let out a long puff of smoke. When he opened his eyes again, they landed on me.
We stared at each other for a long moment, neither of us moving.
He blinked first. He removed the girl’s hand from his pants. He moved her down to kneel before him on the floor. With his eyes never leaving mine, he guided the girl’s head down to his erection. It hadn’t been that big a moment ago. Now, it strained the fabric of his pants.
Hawk impaled the girl on his dick and fucked her face. His eyes still on me, holding me there, pleading with me not to look away.
I didn’t. I couldn’t.
With my gaze on his, his expression finally showed some light. I watched his big, powerful body move. Watched pleasure awaken on his glistening skin.
He pumped into the girl’s mouth, contorting her head where he needed it to go. I panted alongside him, aching for him to reach the finish line. I may have mouthed the words “Come on.” I wanted him to come, and come hard. He looked like he needed it. More than anything, I wanted him to have it.
And finally, his face broke in absolute pleasure. His eyes shuttered, but never closed completely. They never lost their connection with mine.
After his shudders wore off, he put himself back in his pants. The girl tried to mount him, but he patted her head like a good puppy and moved past her.
He came to stand before me. “Hey, Ellie.”
“Hey, Hawk.”
“You got car trouble?”
“No, my car’s fine.”
He said nothing. He didn’t reach out to touch me. He just stared at me.
“I needed to be fucked,” I explained. “Crow said he’d fuck me, and I took him up on the offer.”
Hawk looked behind me at Crow. I’d forgotten he was there. I turned to look too. Crow had a huge grin on his face, like he’d found the hidden treasure and brought it back home to share.
“He’ll fuck you real good, Ellie.” Hawk looked at Crow as he said it. It sounded like an order. Hawk gave me one last lingering glance and then he turned and went back to his chair.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Crow turned me to face him. His playful smile grew even bigger, if that were possible. He reached for the edges of my blouse and took his time working it up my body and over my head. The whole time I felt Hawk’s eyes burning into my back.
Crow bent down and kissed my breasts through the lacy bra. I pressed my knees together as my pussy throbbed in time to his strokes.
“Spread them,” Crow said around a mouthful of my right nipple. “Unless you want to piss Eagle off again.” Crow ran his teeth over my pebbled nipple and I felt a gushing between my legs. I spread my thighs so that the sweet honey would pool on the cotton crotch for Eagle’s collection.
Crow turned his attention to my left breast and repeated the process. He laved, flicked, and then bit the nipple. My panties were saturated by now and I felt a trickle of warm liquid slide down the skin of my inner thigh.
Crow straightened and took off my bra with one hand. He stuffed the lacy piece of cloth in his back pocket. My underwear budget would explode if I kept hanging out with these guys. Then he bent down and slid my panties off my ass and down my legs. He ducked his head under my skirt, snuck his tongue between my legs, and took a lick for good measure.
“Fuck, do you need it, sweet meat,” he said when he emerged from under my skirt. I stepped out of my underwear for him and he tossed the garment to Eagle. It landed on the now vacant wooden coffee table with a wet thwack.
My chest was bare, my pussy too. But I still had on my skirt. Crow lifted me up into the air. I wrapped my legs around his hips on instinct. Beneath my skirt, I felt him aim between my throbbing pussy lips. With one motion he impaled me down on his dick.
“Fuck! Shit! She’s a fucking vice.”
Off in the distance I heard Hawk and Eagle chuckle. Crow held me tight while he adjusted to my tightness. I was too eager. I began the cock-gripping technique I’d learned from Hawk.
“Shit! Shit! Fuck a damn duck!” Crow wailed against my chest. Then his tongue found one of my breasts and he suckled. The suckling must’ve soothed him because he finally began to move.
Slowly.
Shallowly.
I felt desperate for thrusting. I tried to squirm around his hips, but he held me still as he licked my nipples.
“Take her fucking skirt off, Crow.” Hawk’s growling voice rumbled through me, mirroring my frustration.
“I’ll take it off when I’m ready. I want every body to focus on these gorgeous nipples. I’m making them bloom like roses.” Crow laved some more.
I was desperate for thrusting. Just one thrust and I was sure I’d go over. “Please, Crow.”
“Fucking fuck her already,” growled Hawk. “Or I’ll come over there and do it for you.”
Crow laughed at both of us. But he also took heed. With one hand he moved my skirt up and over my torso. It fell to the floor to join the pile of discarded clothing. Then he raised my hips up and slammed into me.
I learned I was wrong. That single thrust did not send me over. It woke me up. It put my body on alert that great things were yet to come.
Crow raised me up and slammed into me again. The muscles of my pussy gripped him after the impact, unwilling to let him go, eager for his return. Crow began a brutal rhythm. There was nothing I could do but hold onto him and enjoy the ride.
“Fuck, I love that sound,” he said. “That ass slapping sound. Thwack, thwack.” He illustrated each sound by pulling my ass down and into his thrusting hips. “You’re gonna come hard for me, aren’t you sweet meat?”
“Yes, Crow.”
But I couldn’t come. I wanted to. I stood on the precipice of coming. I looked out over the hill of orgasm ready to descend it. But I gripped the edges of the cliff. I couldn’t let go. Something was holding me back.
I turned my head and found Hawk watching with wide eyes. The same expression I’d watched him with just moments ago when he’d been getting himself off inside another girl’s mouth.
Hawk wanted me to come, wanted it for me, wanted it for himself. He mouthed the words, “Come on, baby.” And just like that, my feet left the cliff, my body went into the air, and I soared.
As my body opened to pleasure, I saw Hawk’s face open to relief. As I tumbled down the mountain in a free fall of bliss, I saw a mountain of tension release from Hawk’s shoulders. He slumped back into the chair. I slumped into Crow.
“You all better now, Ellie?” Crow whispered in my ear.
I nodded my head while it lay on Crow’s chest. “Yes, Crow. I am. I’m all better now.”
“Maybe you won’t stay away so long next time?”
I opened my eyes to see Hawk rise from his chair. “Don’t worry,” I said to Crow. “I don’t think I’m ever leaving again.”
Hawk headed towards us. He strode across the room like he owned the place. He reached for me like he owned me. He grabbed me up and off of Crow. Crow let me go with a wink and a pinch of my nipple.
Hawk carried me across the room and sat back down in his chair with me str
addling his hips. My body curled around him, my bare pussy in his lap, my legs tucked on either side of his hips, my chest pressed against his.
Hawk turned my face into the crook of his neck and stroked my hair. His calloused fingers felt like the soft bristles of a baby’s brush against my temple. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come, baby. I could watch you get off for hours.”
I let my head fall down to his chest where I could hear his heart beating. It beat the same rapid rhythm as mine. I knew I was in trouble. I knew I was never leaving this man. No matter how many girls he fucked in front of me or behind my back. No matter how many nights I spent alone wondering where he was and if he would call. I was all in and there was nothing I could do about it.
It wasn’t entirely stupid of me to succumb to this thought. I wasn’t way out on a limb with my feelings. There was a connection between Hawk and I. I knew it was there, deep inside my animal brain; that part of the brain that sought the difference between a haven and danger. I felt it was true in my gut; that part of the belly that knew the difference between lust and disgust.
From the first time he’d touched me, there had been sparks between us. They were here now as he made his chest a haven and caressed my brow. They were present as he ran his large, lustful hand up and down my spine.
This was no normal storybook romance. He’d never pick me up at my door and take me out on a picnic. He’d never spread flowers out or light candles before he fucked me. But I realized that I needed none of that. I wasn’t happy with it when I had it.
This, sitting buck naked in a chair in a room full of naked strangers, this made me feel alive and satisfied.
I had left normal behind when I’d spread my legs out in the middle of nowhere in front of Hawk and his crew. I’d left normal behind when I told Jerry I wouldn’t marry him. I’d left normal behind when I got into Crow’s car this afternoon, eager to get fucked by the friend of the man I was falling hard for. Nothing about my life would be normal again. Even worse, I knew a story like this would not end well.
It didn’t matter. I was all in for this ride, for as long as I could hold on.
Chapter Twenty-Six
I felt my hips get lifted out from under me. I reluctantly left the nest of Hawk’s neck and looked over my shoulder. Eagle was behind me caressing my ass. He gazed down at me. The up tilt of his mouth warned me I was in for a ride.
Eagle put his thumb in his mouth and sucked. He pulled it out with a pop and then ran it over my left ass cheek. I arched back into him. He took that as an invitation to spread my cheeks and place his wet thumb over my anus. I gasped and clenched. Eagle’s hand and thumb were trapped between my ass. He ignored my clenching and rubbed light circles around my anus.
At first I was shocked at the intrusion and the dirtiness of it. But after a moment, the circular motion felt hypnotic. My hips pressed back into his thumb. But then he stopped the motion.
I looked behind me to see the reason for the halting. Eagle looked past me to Hawk, his eyebrow raised up in a question. Or was it permission?
I turned my head to Hawk for the answer. Hawk nodded to Eagle. I didn’t have a clear understanding of what Hawk had just agreed to on my behalf. But I knew I was about to get fucked and that was fine with me.
I assumed Eagle would take me away from Hawk so he could fuck me and maybe rub my ass some more. I would be sad to leave the comfort of Hawk’s chest, but I was still horny enough for another go with another Watcher. It didn’t look like Hawk was eager to fuck me any time soon. He seemed more eager to watch me get fucked.
Eagle didn’t lift me up and take me away from Hawk. The two men arranged me on my knees. Hawk took my arms and wrapped them around his neck so we were faced to face. He grinned at me, running his thumb across my lower lip.
I ached for Hawk’s tongue, but I knew better by now. He might kiss me when we were alone together, but he wouldn’t do it in front of all of these people. I planted a light kiss on the pad of his thumb, wishing it were his lips. Hawk stared at my lips as though he wished the same. But he leaned his head back against the top of the chair and gazed into my eyes.
It should’ve been awkward; the two of us staring at each other like that. One of us should’ve blinked or looked away. I did neither. There was so much to see in those deep hazel eyes. He was unguarded in this moment, letting me see past his grin, past his mischief.
I felt something warm and wet on my ass. Actually, on my asshole. I gasped as I realized it was Eagle’s tongue. I wanted to tell him to stop that. That it was unsanitary. But it felt so amazingly, incredibly good. I reared back into him instead.
My pussy twitched in time to Eagle’s flicks. I tried to press myself back so he would catch my clit. Eagle ignored all of my attempts to redirect his tongue. It stayed firmly, then lightly, on my ass.
Soon he replaced his tongue with a warm and slippery finger. The wetness was thicker than saliva. It was oil. Eagle spread the oil over my anus and then he put his thumb inside me. I made a gurgling sound as he breached my puckered hole.
Once inside, he paused. But his eager finger only gave me a moment to adjust to the invasion. Very soon, he began to wiggle his finger around. It should’ve been uncomfortable. I should’ve been mortified.
Instead, I learned that there was a whole new set of pleasure nerves at the rear of my body. Stuff never felt this good coming out of there, but it felt amazing going in. Once Eagle sensed I’d figured this out, he inserted another finger.
I gurgled in response to the feeling of fullness up my ass. My head fell onto Hawk’s forehead. I opened my eyes and looked down. Hawk smiled up at me, that same proud smile he’d gifted me after he’d taken my virginity and made way for Eagle to take me for a spin.
I felt more oil trickle down my ass. I felt Eagle prepping a third finger to enter me. I swallowed, afraid that I wouldn’t be able to take another finger, but more fearful of disappointing Hawk.
Like he could read my mind, Hawk reached over for his joint. He put the thick tip to his lips, took a long pull, and then he blew the smoke in my face.
My first instinct was to look away. Marijuana may have been legalized, but my upbringing still insisted it was a drug.
Hawk grabbed my chin and tugged. “Open,” he said.
When this man gave me that command, I had no choice but to obey. I opened my mouth as he took another pull from his joint. He put his mouth within an inch of mine and blew.
The cloud of smoke hit me like an aphrodisiac. Eagle’s fingers slid easily inside me. With another hit of smoke from Hawk, and a few pumps of fingers from Eagle, I shot straight into the stratosphere of cloud nine on an orgasm that began in my ass and spread throughout my entire body.
Eagle withdrew his fingers before my body stopped shaking. Before I knew it, his oiled dick was in my ass. My body shook as the aftershocks of the orgasm clenched around his massive dick in the tight space.
Hawk cupped my chin with his big hands. He slid his thumb across my mouth. “Open,” he said, and then blew more smoke into my mouth.
I closed my eyes and took in the smoke and Eagle’s dick.
Eagle set a slow rhythm. I didn’t expect it to feel good, but it did. Once the thick head of his cock breached the wall of my anus, it was heaven, and the rest of him -well a third of him- slid in easily. I pumped my hips back in time to Eagle’s thrusts, certain I could orgasm again.
Hawk smiled at me as though he knew what I was thinking. There it was again that connection between us. Hawk knew things about me I could’ve never fathomed about myself. He’d known I’d like this. He’d known I’d like to be fucked in public, by him and his crew. He knew I would never be satisfied by a man like Jerry. And now he patted himself on the back watching his buddy fuck me up the ass.
I wanted to bury my face in his neck in gratitude for all he’d given me. But I didn’t because I knew he wanted to watch the pleasure skate across my face. I leaned my forehead against Hawk’s as I took Eagle’s dick up my ass. B
ut it appeared that Hawk was more eager to join in than just watch.
Hawk reached to the side and sat his joint down in an ashtray. He came back with a moist towel. Between us, I saw him wipe his dick clean, wiping off the girl who’d blown him before.
My eyes widen. I knew he was about to enter me. Eagle was already a tight fit. Hawk was just as massive. There was simply no way this would work.
“Shh,” Hawk hushed at my fears. He ran his hand down the side of my face, tucking away a strand of hair.
I looked into his eyes expecting to see that staunch look of pride he’d given me before each new experience, each challenge to who I was and what I wanted. The look was there, but layered over top of it was one of desire. If I’d been standing, the look of Hawk staring at me with such unguarded hope and desire would’ve knocked me off my feet.
His hand ended its journey cupping my cheek, asking for my acquiescence. I tilted my head into his hand, eyes locked on his. My eyes reflected the same hope and desire he’d shown me. I nodded my head in affirmation.
Eagle held still inside me while Hawk rearranged my thighs around him. He brought my hips down slowly, eyes never leaving mine.
The head of his cock breached my pussy. My nails dug into his back. Hawk winced and tensed his jaw. I remembered what he’d said about how nails in his back signaled him to be rough. That was the last thing I needed at this point. I let him go and dug my nails into the back of the chair.
Hawk reached up and planted a light kiss on my nose. It was such a silly move that we both grinned at each other. Hawk took advantage of my distraction and squeezed further inside me. I nearly screamed at the tight fit.
”Relax, baby,” he said. “I’ve got you.”
I did as Hawk said. I took a deep, relaxing breath, and I let go. Hawk slipped further inside of me. I knew I would burst wide open at any moment, but I didn’t tell them to stop. I trusted them. They’d never done anything to me in the act of sex that had hurt me. Everything each of them had done had brought me to intense pleasure.
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