I spun around, “Something what, Parker?” I demanded.
“Something for you, Lo. Something to show you how sorry I was for leaving you.”
Tears stung my eyes, and I swallowed hard and shook my head in disbelief. “I don’t know, Parker. Seems like a great excuse to meet women. Women who are willing to pay thousands of dollars to spend a night with you. Do you get some added bonus from knowing that? Sounds like a great way to ease your guilt and get lucky at the same time!”
Suddenly Parker was charging toward me, his jaw clenching, his emerald green eyes focused on mine. I retreated only to find the wall at my back, and he pinned me against it with the weight of his body, bracing himself with his arm just above my head.
I fought my body’s response to his invasion as I starred up at him trying to remain defiant when he leaned in close to my ear and growled.
“Nothing that happened before now means a fucking thing to me. Do you understand? I do this because in some way it heals a piece of my dark twisted fucking soul, and right now I need that more than ever. You want revenge? Well, there’s a blank check at the cashier’s desk with your name as the donor, and I expect you to go into that room with me and act like a fucking lady, if not for me than out of respect for your mother and the reason why all these people are here tonight. When I get up on that stage, you better know that I’m doing it for you, and you better win me no matter what the cost. After that, if you still want to leave I’ll book your flight myself.”
My cheeks burned with anger and shame, and I wanted to lash out. My stubborn bitter side wanted to tell him to fuck off, but I couldn’t. I knew he was right. For some reason I couldn’t accept his kindness. For some reason I was always looking for the ulterior motive, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Why couldn’t I accept it? Deep inside I knew why. His kindness hurt me. It reminded me of all the pain I pushed aside, and it made me angry at him. Angry that my parents were gone, angry that he left…there were so many things. But I had to let go. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I wondered what my mom would think of me now. She wouldn’t approve. She would be sad to see what a bitter angry woman I’ve become.
Wanting to escape, I glanced down the hall and noticed the concerned glances we were receiving from the people entering the event. We were making a scene. I relented, “I’m sorry. You’re right, Parker. Let’s go in there and do this for my mom.”
Parker breathed a sigh of relief and backed away, holding his hand out to me. “For your mom,” he said and squeezed my hand gently as I placed it into his.
Eleven
WINNER TAKES ALL
Sarah looked worried as we took our seats at the table. I hoped my tears hadn’t left streaks in my make-up as I smiled at her to let her know that all was well. Soon, the tension had eased, and Cole, Sarah, Parker and I were enjoying the beautiful five course dinner that was laid out before us. I looked around the room and wondered how many of the people there had lost someone to breast cancer, and that’s when the immensity of what Parker was doing really hit home. He had been doing this for five years. For me. I remembered the look in his eyes when he admitted that it healed his soul. His soul.
Suddenly, I wanted to wrap my arms around him and confess everything I meant to say before I let the likes of Shay Roberts interfere. As I watched him finish his drink, I remembered the times when his eyes revealed the hurt little boy still trapped inside the beautiful man in front of me. He was just as angry, just as bitter and damaged as I was, but at least he was trying to change. Maybe I should give him a chance. I smiled at the thought of the bet I had lost to Sarah earlier. Maybe…
Just as our server was clearing away the last of our dishes, the lights dimmed and a man appeared to be testing the microphone on the stage at the front of the room. Parker and Cole stood up, and I noticed several other men leaving their tables as well. Parker gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, “Remember, you have to win me.” I nodded and smiled at him noticing the smug smile on Sarah’s face.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Las Vegas and the 10th Annual Bachelor Auction for Breast Cancer. Please place your drink orders now as we will not be serving during the auction which will begin shortly.”
Feeling a sudden jolt of excitement I exchanged glances with Sarah, and we giggled as we both tried to flag down our server at the same time. Knowing we wouldn’t get another cocktail until the bidding was over, we decided to order two each, and quickly got into position for the auction. There was a noticeable change as the room buzzed with excitement and anticipation. Ladies began adjusting their chairs to face the stage in hopes of winning their bachelor prizes.
Parker was first. I almost jumped out of my chair when the announcer called out his name as though he were a boxer taking the ring. There was an audible gasp as he walked onto the stage looking cocky and seductive as ever. Parker gave them their money’s worth, too. I swear the ladies at the table next to us screamed something obscene when his deep dimples appeared and his sexy gaze landed directly on me. He removed his bowtie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and that was it. Women were hooting and hollering all around me, and the whole thing ended in a flurry as I realized I had kept my hand raised the entire time.
When it was over Sarah elbowed me under the table. By now she was obviously aware there was much more going on than either of us was willing to admit. I was smiling like a fool who’d just won a million dollars, but in reality I had just spent fifteen thousand of Parker’s money in less than five minutes time. Revenge never felt so sweet I thought, then quickly reminded myself that revenge was really the farthest thing from my mind when I thought of what I wanted to do to the likes of Parker Blackwell. Somehow I felt so free at that very moment. More free than I had ever felt in my entire life.
As I sipped my drink, completely proud of myself for winning Parker, I heard Cole’s name being announced. Suddenly there he was. The room exploded when he stripped his shirt completely off, then as an added bonus lowered his pants to the top of his ass cheeks and flexed his muscles. Physically, Cole was the only man in the room that could come close to being Parker’s contender, although his dark hair and deep brown eyes were in complete contrast. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol I had inhaled, the electricity in the room, or the sight of his naked muscles that had me squirming uncomfortably in my chair, but I suddenly caught myself thinking about the strip club, the limo and what almost happened after the elevator ride to Parker’s suite. What the hell is wrong with you, Lo! He’s Parker’s friend!
It was true. He was Parker’s friend, and his attorney at that, but somehow I sensed that my bad boy got excited at the very thought of sharing me with his friend. Why else would he have gotten so worked up and done those obscene things to get me ready.
Somewhere behind me I heard a voice that jolted me abruptly from my thoughts.
“Ten thousand dollars!”
I would never forget that voice, and I was right. I turned around, and three tables away sat Shay Roberts. What the hell was SHE doing here, and why was she bidding on Cole? Then it hit me. This was her little way to tell Parker “fuck you”, and I wasn’t about to let her win.
“Sarah, hurry up on bid on Cole!” I yelled grabbing her arm with urgency.
Startled, she jumped and looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “I didn’t come here to bid, Lo. I already made a donation. Besides, Eric would kill me if he found out.”
“Eric’s not here, Sarah, remember? Please! Hurry up before she wins!”
“What’s wrong with you? Who are you talking about anyway?”
Fuck! I didn’t have time to argue with her. I raised my hand quickly to top Shay’s bid and looked back over my shoulder to let her know it was on. She bid again, but I wasn’t backing down. I was prepared to take this as far as she wanted to go. After all, Parker said I could spend as much of his money as he wanted, right?
Cole looked on, unsure of why Shay and I were locked fiercely in a bidding war, and I suddenly realized that Parker must be w
atching, too. When the hammer went down, I was the winner at the modest cost of twenty thousand dollars. Suddenly my phone started buzzing in my purse. I grabbed it quickly and knew exactly what it was…a text from Parker.
Parker: What are you doing?
Me: Having my revenge—not on you, on her. I don’t know! I couldn’t let her win!
Parker: What are you talking about? Who?
Me: Shay Roberts L
Me: Besides, I think we sent Cole away a little too early the other night. Maybe I could make it up to him.
I held my breath waiting for his reply…
Parker: Be careful what you wish for, Lo…
I tested him a little more…Did he really want this?
Me: I know what I’m wishing for right now. I only hope it will be as good as I imagine…
Several minutes passed without a reply, and I was getting nervous. Sarah wouldn’t stop staring at me. She was probably wondering if her cousin was mad, and I didn’t blame her. She had no clue what was going on between the three of us.
Suddenly my phone buzzed with his reply, and my mouth opened wide as I read the words:
Parker: You have no idea…
I couldn’t tear my eyes from the screen as I read his text over and over. My heart slammed in my chest as I felt my sex swell at the thought of three of us, naked, giving and taking pleasure. It was sick and filthy and dirty and somehow it still felt right. Tonight I was going to give myself to Parker completely. I would enter the dark side of his world and let him do whatever he wanted with me. But I knew that giving him my body, letting him share me, meant more to him than just satisfying his twisted sexual appetite. It meant acceptance. It was the ultimate way of letting him know I forgave him, I trusted him, and I wanted to know who he really was.
When the lights came on I slipped my phone back into my purse and noticed Sarah still eyeing me suspiciously. “Well, you’re smiling like crazy so Parker must not be too mad, huh?” she questioned.
“No, he’s not mad at all. In fact, I would bet that he’s never been happier.” I replied boldly. Then I quickly came to my senses. “He told me to spend whatever I wanted, because it’s for a good cause and all.”
“That’s good.” She seemed satisfied and looked down at her watch. “I have to get going in a few minutes. Eric should be back from his meeting soon, and I’m hoping we can enjoy a little time in Vegas together before we have to leave tomorrow.”
“You’re leaving tomorrow?” She noticed the disappointment in my voice.
“Yes, we have to. We both have to go back to work, but don’t worry, I plan to come see you at The Grand before the summer’s over.”
“That would be great. I really hope you do, Sarah.” We hugged. Some of the bachelors were starting to appear, and I looked around for any sign of Parker and Cole. Across the room I caught one last glimpse of Shay as she pushed her chair in abruptly. Good I thought and smiled sweetly when she scowled at me. I hope she knows what’s about to happen tonight. I hope she’s imagining every sordid detail!
Sarah didn’t want to wait for Parker and told me she would catch a cab instead. She asked me to thank him and tell him she’d call soon. As I was watching her leave Parker scared the daylights out of me when he came up behind me and lifted me off the ground.
I screamed, “Parker Blackwell! What are you doing to me?” Laughing I wiggled free and turned to look at the prize I’d just won. My prize.
“It’s what I want to do to you that you should be worried about.” His eyes were suddenly full of concern. “Lo, are you sure about this? Once we do this there’s no turning back.”
The way he was looking at me…I couldn’t believe I never noticed it before, but it was true. I could see it in his eyes. He loved me. Sick, I know. He was about to share me with his friend, but somehow in his own twisted way he loved me. It was hard to understand, and at that very moment I couldn’t let myself go there.
I looked up at him and put my hand over his mouth playfully. “I’m sure. I haven’t been more sure of anything in a long time. So, as of right this minute I’m imposing a no talking policy. Got it? No more talking.” I felt his smile against my palm as I slowly pulled my hand away and stood patiently waiting for his reaction. After a few moments of silence I was beginning to believe he would comply when he proved me wrong.
“Do you have any more orders for me, babe? I like it when you’re demanding.” He flashed a wicked smile.
Before I could answer Cole was at my side. The two men briefly exchanged glances before offering me their arms, and I laced mine comfortably inside theirs. Full of anxiety and intoxicated with pure lust we made our way to the limo together. I had never felt so free, so naughty and so completely exhilarated in my entire life.
When the elevator stopped I entered the suite with each man holding one of my hands. Cole led me over to the leather chaise lounge where we stood together as Parker unzipped my dress then grabbed my hand placing it on the bulge in his pants. Cole began to slide my dress down to the floor. My heart raced with anticipation and my palms felt sweaty as I stepped out of it, and he kicked it aside grabbing me by the hips as his mouth found my nipples, one and then the other. He licked and sucked until they were fully extended against his tongue. Parker’s hands cupped my breasts from behind offering them to Cole’s mouth. Cole removed his shirt and pants, throwing them aside, as he continued to pleasure me. Moaning I pressed my breasts hard against his mouth.
I was distracted by the unmistakable sound of a zipper after Parker released my breasts from his grip. Cole turned my chin back toward him, placing my hand on his cock. The sound of Parker’s short shallow breathing, came from behind me. He walked around next to Cole and pushed me down to my knees, where my eyes met the weight of their heavy erections bobbing in front of my lips. Heat pulsed between my legs as I flicked my tongue around the head of Cole’s cock, while looking up at Parker seductively. He was mesmerized, and I was enjoying every second of being the object of their desire.
I wrapped one hand around the back of each man’s muscular thigh to brace myself and began alternating my attention back and forth from one throbbing cock to the other. I licked gently at first, making light short strokes with my tongue before circling all the way around. I licked up and down in slow deliberate movements before finally taking Cole’s cock inch by inch as far down my throat as I could. He let out a gasp and Parker grabbed my hair pulling my mouth from Cole and guiding himself through my wet lips to the back of my throat. He thrust into me over and over not letting up until I almost gagged. When he pulled out Cole was waiting eagerly to slide back in. I sucked both cocks greedily, preparing them to fill my aching wetness.
After several minutes I felt Parker lift me by my arm and guide me to the chaise lounge lowering me gently onto my back. He stretched my body across the narrow length so my feet touched the floor on one side and my head dangled over the other. Their hands touched me at the same time. Parker spread my legs wide as Cole came around and caressed my breasts. My body arched to meet Parker’s tongue gliding along my wet slit. I was in pure ecstasy with Cole’s hungry mouth on my breasts and Parker’s expert tongue working my clit. Everything was happening fast. The pressure was building again. I needed something inside me to push me over the edge. I lifted my hips to Parker, and he pressed his mouth hard on my clit while sliding two thick fingers snuggly inside my pussy.
My orgasm rocked my body and I screamed, “Yes, yes!”
Cole responded by finding my mouth with his cock. He began to slide it in and out urgently. The angle was perfect for reaching to the back of my throat, and I had to grab his hips and withdraw him from me so I could take a breath. At the same time I felt the head of Parker’s cock pushing against my entrance, forcing its way into my depths inch by inch. He held my legs wide and penetrated me completely in long slow strokes. I sucked Cole more fervently with each wave of pleasure Parker’s thick member delivered until he abruptly withdrew from my mouth grabbing his cock hard to keep f
rom coming too soon.
Parker noticed and withdrew, pulling me up and instructing me to get on my knees and suck him so Cole could enter me from behind. Once in position I worked Parker’s cock with my mouth until he began making sounds that told me he was fighting his own release. Cole buried his shaft in me from behind, his balls slapping against my clit with each stroke.
I was quickly on the brink of coming again when Parker pushed my head back gently and said through ragged breaths, “What’s your limit, Lauren?”
I looked up at him puzzled, my lips swollen and red from his cock ravishing my mouth. “Can we have you at the same time?”
I was confused. I thought that was happening already. Cole pulled out of me as if he knew what Parker was asking. He pulled me up to my feet and Parker laid down across the chaise lounge. Parker reached his hands for me to mount him. I was still confused as to what was in store, but one thing I knew for sure was that I wanted more of them.
As I began to ride Parker I heard him say, “In the drawer to the right.”
I turned just in time to see Cole rubbing lubricant up and down his shaft. Then he squirted some on me and began swirling it around my tight pink hole before inserting his finger gently. A cry of pleasure escaped my lips, and he stopped and then started again more quickly this time. Now I knew what they meant by at the same time and fear began to build as I felt Cole remove his finger and press the hard tip his cock against my entrance.
Before I could protest he pushed the head in. I cried out again, and this time Parker’s hand covered my mouth as Cole grabbed my hips pinning himself to me. I heard someone say, “Relax, Lauren.”
Then it happened. Cole thrust the entire length of his shaft deep inside of me, and I was skewered by two huge throbbing cocks. The pressure was tremendous. They filled me completely, and they began moving and groaning at the same time.
The intense delicious pressure consumed me. My clit was throbbing, and the friction of both of them against the spot deep within me forced a series of powerful contractions that had me clenching around them tightly.
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