by Nikki Wild
Bear’s hand on my back began moving in slow, warm circles, sending shocks of pleasure straight to my clit and another silent rush of pleasure washed over me as I came again. I looked up at Bear in shock and he nodded. He knew I’d just come by watching two strangers have sex.
A slow smile spread across his face.
“Good girl,” he said, patting my ass approvingly. He reached lower, his hand sliding up under my skirt and between my legs as his fingers brushed against my wet pussy. He slid a finger inside of me and I opened my eyes in shock, stealing a glance over at our friends. Marie and Bruce were still entranced with the couple in the room.
I closed my eyes, relishing in the feel of Bear’s finger inside of me. I was so wet, so ready to be fucked, my body was on fire with desire for him. His finger wasn’t enough, but for now, it was all I had and I leaned back into him, silently begging for more.
He stopped, pulling away.
I shot a hungry look at him and he shook his head.
“Don’t worry, Beauty,” he said. “In due time.”
I nodded and we moved on, following Bruce and Marie as they continued to trail through the club. We ended up in a different area that had been turned into a nightclub. The patrons were wearing more clothes here, a lot of them dancing, and a bar was set up along one wall. Bruce found a table and we all sat down and ordered drinks and looked around.
I couldn’t help but think about everything I’d seen in those back rooms. The woman’s gaze would haunt me forever. I couldn’t believe how real it had felt, as if I’d been transported into her body and I was the one getting fucked by a perfect stranger. My pussy was still wet as I sat there in a daze thinking about it.
I spotted a ladies room across the way and stood up.
“I’m going to the ladies room, be right back,” I said.
“I’m coming with you,” Marie said. The dance floor was packed and it took us a while to trail through it. Once we did, we stood in line, waiting.
“This place is off the fucking hook!” Marie said. “There’s nothing like this back home!”
“Tell me about it,” I said. “I had no idea places like this even existed.”
“I love it!” she said. “Don’t you?”
“I guess,” I said, my voice a little shaky. The thing was, I didn’t know what was coming. Bear was so fucking unpredictable and in a place like this? There’s no telling what he would make me do. I was half horrified and half ecstatic at the thoughts running through my mind.
“Chloe, come on!” Marie insisted. “Relax! We’ll never have an opportunity like this again. Well, at least I won’t. This seems to be your life now, you bitch,” she said, winking at me. “I’m so envious of you! Let’s do it all! Let’s have fun! We have to make the most of it and I can’t do it without you. Porches and tea, remember?”
How could I forget? We always said that in the future, we’d be a couple of old ladies, hanging out on our wrap around porches, wearing shawls we’d knitted ourselves and drinking tea, reminiscing about all the great things we’d experienced in our lives. Every time we experienced something memorable, that’s what we’d say to mark the moment for later, porches and tea.
I looked at my one true friend, thinking back on all the shit she’d done for me, all the times she done whatever it took to make me comfortable and happy. I owed her.
“Okay, Marie,” I agreed. “We can do whatever you want.”
“Awesome!” she threw her arms around me and hugged me tight, hitting a person walking by and knocking their drink out of their hands.
“Oh, sorry!” I said, looking up at them. I froze when I saw those violent eyes staring back at me.
Fuck!
“Zoe!” I said.
“Chloe!” the blonde bombshell cried, stopping and looking me up and down. She was wearing a dress almost as tiny as Marie’s. Her hair hung in loose waves around her shoulders and as usual, everything about her was perfect. I remembered why I hated her so much. “What a surprise!”
Indeed, I thought. Was there anywhere in the city this girl didn’t show up? I was beginning to think she was following us.
“Sorry I spilled your drink,” Marie said.
“That’s all right,” Zoe said, eyeing Marie coolly.
“Zoe, this is my friend from back home, Marie. Marie, this is Zoe. She’s…um, she’s a friend of Bear’s.”
“Nice to meet you,” Marie said, holding out a hand. Uh oh, I thought, sensing impending awkwardness. If I remembered correctly, Zoe wasn’t keen on shaking hands. At least not mine. She surprised me though, shaking Marie’s hand firmly before turning back to me.
“Is Bear with you?” she asked.
“Yes,” I nodded. “He’s with his friend Bruce near the bar.”
“Bruce is here? Oh, fuck, don’t let him near the tequila.”
“Why is that?” I asked.
“Because he’ll be sticking his dick into everything that walks in the door.”
I shot a glance over at Marie and she shrugged. Nothing bothered this girl.
“I think he’ll be fine, thanks, Zoe,” I said, waving my hand in the air dismissively. Her eyes locked onto my ring like a predator zoning in on its prey.
“Is that an engagement ring?” she barked.
“Oh,” I said, looking down at the beautiful sparkling boulder on my finger. “It is.”
I’d never felt so smugly satisfied in my life. Fuck Zoe and her condescending attitude. She’d been such a bitch to me each time we’d met.
“You’re engaged to Bear?” she asked, her voice full of disbelief and shock.
“Yes, Zoe,” I said, holding the ring out for her to see. “Isn’t it wonderful?”
I smiled at her, the biggest, most fake, plastic smile I could muster and looked her right in her cold purple eyes.
She blinked and shook her head.
“I can’t believe it,” she said. “Bear’s finally settling down. It’s about time. I just never thought it would be someone like…you,” she looked down at me with disdain.
All the breath sucked right out of my lungs. My eyes widened at her words and I felt the sudden urge to punch her again. Luckily, Marie stepped in.
“Hey Zoe, why don’t you go find some strange cock to suck, huh? That’s why you’re here all by yourself, right? Because a girl like you can’t find a real man?”
Zoe looked as if she’d been slapped. She walked away in a huff and Marie turned to me.
“Thank you!” I said, hugging her hard.
“Who the fuck was that cunt?” she cried, patting my back. “Don’t listen to her, I’m sure she was just trying to get a rise out of you.”
“Yeah, that’s what she does,” I said, my head spinning. “I’m so glad you put her in her place. She’s been awful to me a few times now and I can’t figure out why.”
“Because she’s a bitch, that’s why. Fuck her.”
“Yeah, fuck her,” I said, smiling at my best friend. “I’m so glad you’re here!”
“Me, too!” she said.
We made it to the front of the line and walked out. Luckily, Zoe was gone again. She was like a little demon that just made these short appearances and fucked shit up and then disappeared.
The guys were gone when we got back and we sat down to wait for them. I searched the room for them. It was incredibly hard to find anyone, considering the size of the crowd and the darkness in the room. It was so loud, we couldn’t really talk either.
“What a night, huh?”
I turned to my right and saw a man sitting alone at the table next to me. He was young and tall and darkly good-looking, his tailored suit and expensive shoes told me he was either very rich or very gay.
“Yeah,” I nodded, smiling at his friendly face.
“I’m Levi,” he said, yelling over the music, lifting his glass.
“Hi, Levi. I’m Chloe,” I replied.
“Nice to meet you,” he said. “I think Bear and Bruce went to get more drinks. The wai
t staff in this place is slammed.”
“Oh,” I nodded, “okay, thank you.”
“You come here often?” he asked.
“Me?” I asked. “Oh, no. I’ve never—no.” I shook my head firmly. I heard Marie giggle next to me but ignored her.
Levi nodded slowly, his gaze raking over me hotly.
“So you know Bear and Bruce, huh?” I asked, trying to break the awkwardness.
“Yeah, we all go way back,” he nodded. “Bear and I went to Yale together.”
“Oh,” I nodded. “I see.” I stretched my neck to look for them, but still couldn’t spot them.
“They’ll be a while,” he said. “So how do you know Bear and Bruce?”
“We’re engaged,” I answered.
“All three of you?” he teased.
“Oh!” I laughed. “No. I’m engaged to Bear.”
“Well, I wouldn’t put a three-party engagement past those two. They’ve been best friends forever.”
“Yes, I know,” I said. “But nope. I’m only marrying Bear.”
“Got it,” he said, before falling back into an awkward silence.
“So what do you do here in the city?” he asked.
“Me?” I asked. “Oh, I don’t have a job. I mean, I’m a designer. Dresses, mostly. I’m planning on opening my own shop eventually.”
“You don’t say!” he exclaimed. “I’m in the fashion business, too.”
“Oh?”
“Yes,” he said, reaching in his back pocket and pulling out his wallet. He handed me a card and I looked down at it.
Levi Valenti
Creative Design Director
Georgio Armani
“You work for Armani?” I asked, trying not to squeal.
“I do,” he said.
“Wow,” I said, completely impressed.
“So you have your own line, Chloe?” he asked. “What’s it called?”
“Oh, no, I’m just starting out,” I said.
“Everyone has to start somewhere,” he smiled, his smile disarming me. He moved his chair closer and sat beside me, putting his drink on the table next to mine. “I’ll tell you what. Keep that card. Call me next week and let’s have lunch. I’d love to talk to you more about your work, maybe see a few of your designs. I’m in charge of recruiting new talent for the company, so it’s my job to discover new untapped brilliance.”
“Oh, I don't think you’d be interested in my stuff,” I shook my head. “But I’m flattered, really.”
“Don’t be flattered,” he said. “Either you have it or you don’t. Sometimes you need an unbiased eye, you know? Let me take a look.”
“That’s very nice of you, but—.”
“—But nothing! Call me!” he said. “It’s just lunch, no big deal. If anything, I can give you a few pointers on how to get started in this town. It’s really all in who you know and I know everyone.”
“Okay,” I said, smiling as I slipped his card into my handbag. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” he said, picking up his glass and raising it, clinking it against mine. “Happy New Year!”
“Happy New Year!” I replied, just as Bruce and Bear and Marie all walked up together.
“Bear!” Levi stood up and pounded Bear on the back. Bear bristled and shot me a disapproving look.
“Hello, Levi,” he said, dryly. Bruce greeted him too, a little more warmly than Bear did, but there was still a little something in his voice. Right away, I knew something was up with them. Levi didn’t stick around long, excusing himself to get a drink as soon as the three of them were settled back at the table.
“Was that asshole bothering you?” Bear growled.
“No, not at all,” I said. “In fact, he gave me his card. Do you know him? He’s a talent recruiter for Armani!”
“Yeah, I know him. Stay away from him,” he said, sitting next to me. He handed me a drink and I took it from him, opening my mouth to explain.
“He told me he might be able to help me with my business,” I said.
“Yeah, right,” he said. “Levi? Levi’s a creep. You don’t need his help.”
I wrinkled my brow, completely confused.
What was it between these two? I wondered.
I was about to ask when a woman came crawling over to us. She was on a leash and completely naked, except for the ball gag in her mouth. She was being led around by a very large man dressed in a three-piece suit. She crawled over and sniffed Bear’s leg and then crawled away just as quickly.
We both burst out laughing at the same time.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, his eyes full of concern.
“Yeah,” I said, grateful for his gentleness. “This is a little overwhelming, but I’m alright.”
“It’s exciting, though, isn’t it?” he asked, putting his hand on my knee. The feel of his skin on mine was like heaven. I nodded.
“Absolutely,” I said.
He bent towards me, brushing a kiss across my lips.
“Have I told you that you look fucking amazing tonight? I’ve never seen you look sexier,” he growled, raking his eyes over my cleavage that threatened to spill out of the low plunge of my neckline.
“Thank you, baby,” I said.
He leaned over, his lips brushing against my ear seductively as he whispered in my ear.
“I’m the luckiest man in the world, Beauty. I get to look at you, touch you, kiss you, lick you, fuck you…”
I shivered at his words.
“And, as if that wasn't enough,” he continued, his breath hot on the tender skin of my neck, “I get to marry you. I get to make you mine. Forever. Do you realize how lucky I am?”
“Bear…”
“Shhh, don’t you dare minimize my blessing,” he growled, leaning into me. He reached over and grabbed my hand, pulling it into his lap. His cock was throbbing and swollen, hard and red-hot. I squeezed gently, smiling into his deep ocean eyes.
“I want everyone here to see how lucky I am, Chloe,” he said, reaching up and caressing my face.
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“You know what it means, baby.”
“Bear, I don’t know if I can do that,” I said, shaking my head, “not in front of Bruce and Marie.” I looked over at Marie and she was laying on a couch with Bruce’s hand buried up her skirt and his tongue tangled with hers.
So much for that excuse.
“Beauty, who do you belong to?” Bear asked.
“You,” I smiled.
“Tell me something and tell me the truth.”
I nodded, swallowing hard.
“I want the four of us to go into a room together and take off all of our clothes. I am going to fuck you and I’m pretty sure,” he looked over at Marie and Bruce, “that Bruce is going to be slamming into your lovely friend within moments. We’re here and I want to take advantage of this night with you and share this experience with our best friends. I love you, you know that don’t you?”
I blinked hard, my heart swelling with love for him. He was so gentle and yet somehow knew exactly how to push my boundaries with ease.
“Now, tell me,” he continued. “Are you afraid?”
“Just a little.”
“You’re just feeling shy?”
“Yes, a lot,” I nodded.
“You know what that means, then.”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“You’re going to fuck me in front of Marie and Bruce and anyone else who wants to watch.”
“That’s right,” he said, a sexy grin spreading across his face. He bent his head, kissing me, harder this time, his lips hungry.
I smiled, silently submitting to my fate. I looked around at the dozens and dozens of people swirling by us, searching each of their faces, wondering.
Wondering if they’d be the one to see my fiancé's masterful cock sliding into my pussy.
Wondering if they would see me giving in, melting into the magical place that B
ear took me every single time, the place where I gave up everything I ever knew about myself and just became…alive.
Would they see me living?
Would they see me on the street later, and recognize the same thing in me? Or would I go back to just another nameless face passing by? Is that connection permanent or fleeting?
I thought back to the woman I’d locked eyes with when we’d first arrived and I knew she’d be with me forever.
I’d never forget her face.
Would she forget mine?
Chapter 15
“I’m a little nervous,” I admitted to Bear after we walked into the room. A huge bed stood in the middle of the empty room and I glanced over at the open window into the hallway. Bruce closed the door and joined Marie on the other side of the room.
“What are you nervous about?” Bear asked.
“What if someone else comes in?” I asked.
“Do you think I’m going to let anyone else touch this body?” he asked, trailing a finger along my nipple. I shook my head, even though I wasn’t sure what he had in mind. Bear didn’t seem like the partner-swapping type. He was so possessive. As if reading my mind, he continued.
“Never,” he said. “I’d never share you with anyone, Beauty. Sure, others can watch. They can stare, they can desire, they can dream…but you’re mine and mine alone. Why do you think I’m making you wear this everywhere?” he asked, reaching up and caressing the choker on my neck.
“To let everyone know that I’m yours,” I whispered.
“That’s right. Good girl. And you’ve been so good, haven’t you, Chloe? You stopped wearing those panties. You’ve been obeying me without hesitation. You deserve a treat tonight, don’t you think it’s time to experience something new? Sex isn’t all about fucking and being rough. It’s also a mental journey, isn’t it?”
I nodded, speechless, trying desperately not to look at the window. I didn’t want to see the peering eyes. I didn’t want to think about who might be watching. But I couldn’t help thinking about them, that was the problem. I couldn’t pretend they weren’t there, just as I couldn’t pretend the man and the woman I’d watched fucking earlier weren’t there either.
When she looked at me, I became her.
I felt her partner’s cock explode inside of me.
