‘About four hours, like sleeping beauty next to you. Don’t worry, I kept checking in to make sure she hadn’t woken up. Everything ok?’ he frowned as he looked at me. I checked Ava, but she was still out of it, so I flicked with my head to the lounge and followed him through, closing the doors behind me.
‘Sorry, I’ve been doing about four appointments a week to catch up from when I was laid up with my broken ankle and haven’t been able to sleep in the day with my fitness clients to see.’
‘You’ll fitness yourself into an early grave, you need to slow down. I mean I’m about ten years younger than you and even I can’t do more than a couple of all-nighters a week.’
‘Eight years, thank you,’ I scowled. ‘I’m only twenty-nine.’
‘Still old,’ he shrugged with a wink.
‘So what have you been doing while I was sleeping? Did you go down to the bar and pick up that girl you were eyeing up?’
‘Does anything escape you?’ he laughed.
‘Other than when I’m a sleep, not often.’
‘Of course I didn’t. I’ve been paid to be here for Ava. I may be young, but I’m a professional. I do listen to what you tell me.’
‘Then repeat the tortoise and the hare story to me.’ I smirked as I sat back in the armchair and watched him flounder.
‘It’s a … a story about … the hare crossing the river on the tortoise’s back?’ he offered.
‘That’s the scorpion and the frog. So it seems you don’t listen to everything I tell you.’
‘Shit, sorry Logan, the sex stuff I’m all ears, but I’ve never been into animals or stories.’
‘You are all ears aren’t you?’ I replied, as I tilted my head to examine them and realised just how much they jutted out when his hair hadn’t been styled as normal. ‘Is that from a client tugging on them to get your previous suction method off their abused clit?’ I jested.
‘I wasn’t that bad,’ he retorted, with a hint of a flush to his face as he self-consciously combed his hair with his fingers to cover the offending items.
‘Please, apply that to a nipple of a guy in the SAS and he’d crack within seconds.’
‘Very funny, anyway these ears are from playing Rugby. When I’ve made enough money I’ll have them pinned.’
‘They’re not that bad, I was messing with you. As long as you don’t employ that Dyson vacuum cleaner method on another woman’s clit or nipples ever again, you stand a good chance at making plenty of money,’ I chuckled.
‘Was it really that bad?’ he uttered, looking mortified.
‘Well given you’ve never sucked on anything of mine, and never will, I couldn’t attest myself, but Brianna’s nipples were bruised for days. I had to give her a free session to apologise.’
‘Shit, Logan, I never knew, I’m so sorry.’
‘Just remember only ever do as much as a client asks. If they don’t ask for rough, don’t give them rough. Always check without making it seem obvious. After the first session or two, you should know their preferences. Make notes for the next time you see them. Don’t assume you’ll always remember.’ I jumped to my feet as I heard a noise next door and grabbed a condom.
‘What?’ Trey asked, looking startled.
‘What’s the use of having big ears if you can’t hear Ava waking up next door?’
‘Bigger doesn’t always mean better,’ he retorted.
‘You heard wrong,’ I winked.
‘Seriously, I didn’t hear a thing.’
‘Obviously not, so youth isn’t so great after all, it seems? Cloak up, you’re back on the clock,’ I grinned as I opened the double doors to the bedroom to see her stretching out.
Trey
I shook my head in amazement, other than falling asleep earlier, which I’d never known him do, the guy was incredible. How the hell had he been doing so many appointments, his personal training sessions and still managed to stay one step ahead of me? I’d really struck gold when he’d taken me under his wing. I gave out a cocky vibe, made out that I knew it all, but I’d not been a seductor until Logan schooled me. I was raw and aggressive. Fucking was my thing, never really thinking about what was in it for a woman. Ironically I enjoyed sex even more now. I watched as Logan stood at the foot of the bed and dropped his towel as he slowly rolled the condom over his erection. That woke Ava up. One minute she looked sleepy eyed, the next they were on stalks as she watched him. I tossed my towel to the side as well and picked up a condom from the side table, putting it on before I picked up the nearly empty bottle of champagne.
Ava let out a girlish scream as Logan yanked the duvet off the bed and tossed it to the side.
‘Too tired to go again?’ he asked, as he put his hands on his hips and chewed on his lower lip as he looked at her.
‘No, I’m more than rested,’ she nodded eagerly.
‘Excellent,’ Logan grinned. He reached down, grabbed her ankles and tugged her laughing down the bed until she was flat on her back in the middle of it, then lay down next to her on his side. I poured some of the champagne onto her breasts and he immediately licked it all off and sucked gently on her nipple as she writhed below him. I kneeled down at the side of the bed next to her, poured on more and licked and sucked on her other breast.
‘O God,’ she cried.
‘Navel,’ ordered Logan, so I trailed some down her stomach and let it pool there and went back to her breast as Logan paid attention to her stomach. Her fingers started clawing at the sheet below her, she really didn’t need too much stimulus at all. It was incredible. I chuckled to myself. I was one to talk, just seeing her naked had my cock stiffen even more. I needed to taste her again and I’d bet she was soaked already. I poured the last of the champagne on her mound and she gasped as it trickled down between her legs. Logan moved back up to her breast, so I quickly jumped over her, spread her thighs and dived in with a groan. She was sticky and sweet, fresh and creamy, and I lapped at her as if I hadn’t tasted her before, as her hips writhed on the bed. She ruined my enjoyment by coming within minutes, her thighs tightening around my head, one hand tugging at my hair, her other one on the back of Logan’s head as fragments of sounds escaped her lips. I sat up and licked my lips as she looked at me, dazed. That was no vacuum cleaner approach, that was all Trey with his new brilliant technique baby, I thought, as I nodded proudly.
‘So Ava, which of us would you like first?’ I asked.
Ava
I gazed at Trey as he sat back on his heels between my parted thighs and then looked at Logan, who was propped up at my side and bit my lip. Could I really do this? Was I that sexual and wanton? This had been my ultimate fantasy, to have two men attend to me, but I had a feeling I’d never book a ménage again. I had a feeling I wouldn’t ever book anyone again. Whilst the pleasure was undeniable, the guilt was too much and I didn’t want to be the sort of woman that only had sex by paying for it. I needed someone to want me like this when money hadn’t exchanged hands. That was the only thing that would fully restore my self-confidence. I decided if this was it, I may as well go out with a bang, so to speak.
‘Neither of you,’ I replied and they both looked at me confused. ‘I don’t want either of you first, I’d like … I’d like to try you both together,’ I whispered, as I felt my cheeks heat up.
‘Ava, sweetheart, I really don’t think you’d get both of us up there, you’re quite tight,’ Logan frowned.
‘Not both up there,’ I gasped. ‘You’d rip me in half. I can barely take either of you individually. I meant … you know,’ I shrugged, too embarrassed to say it.
‘You want one of us to take you anally too?’ Trey asked, the excitement in his voice obvious. I bit my lip and nodded.
‘Ava, are you sure?’ Logan frowned.
‘Yes, but I don’t want you. No offence Logan, but you’re bigger than Trey and I’m not even sure I can take him.’ I gave Trey an awkward grimace.
‘No need to look so apologetic, he is bigger than me, but bigger doe
sn’t always mean better, no matter what he may tell you,’ Trey winked and Logan chuckled.
‘Then let’s get you warmed up first and if you want to stop at any time you let me know, ok?’ Logan advised, as he clutched my chin and looked at me seriously.
‘Ok,’ I nodded. ‘But don’t take too long, in case I lose my nerve.’
Logan lay on his back and held his shaft steady and instructed me to climb on board. That was one order I had no problem following and I scrambled on quick as a flash. I palmed his firm pecs as I straddled him and slowly wriggled down his shaft, letting out a high-pitched cry as he buried himself so deeply inside me. He reached up and tugged my hair, pulling me down to him and kissed me as I slowly moved on top of him. I let out a gasp as I felt something cold being smeared on me.
‘Finger first, to warm you up and if you’re still happy, then you’ll get me,’ came Trey’s voice behind me.
‘Do it,’ I ordered, hoping he wouldn’t take too long in case I changed my mind. I continued to rock on Logan, but had to prop myself up. I couldn’t kiss him. I needed to breathe, to mewl, to pant. Logan on his own was too much, but to have Trey’s finger back inside me as well, was sensation overload. ‘Shit,’ I moaned.
‘Please don’t,’ Trey chuckled, making me giggle. Logan shook his head as his fingers bore into my hips and directed my movements. He knew how to move my body better than I did. The pleasurable sensations automatically doubled as his cock rose higher into me, and the friction on my clit from his pelvis had my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
‘Ah, ah … ah,’ I cried, my whole spine and the top of my head was tingling, I’d never felt so alive. ‘Trey,’ I screamed as he inserted another couple of fingers and gently pumped them inside me as I bucked on Logan. This was new and exciting, the pleasure was indescribable. Heat radiated through my whole pelvis, my muscles rippling and grasping at the simultaneous invasion. Logan gave me a concerned frown, but I managed to nod and give him a half-smile of reassurance, then gasped as I felt Trey’s fingers slide out of me.
‘Deep breaths and relax, tensing will make it worse, so I’m told,’ Logan advised, as he reached up and palmed my face. ‘You don’t have to do this.’
‘I want to,’ I nodded as I continued to move on him. ‘Never say never, right?’
‘There’s plenty I’d say “never” to,’ he smiled. Wow, I really needed to make this our last session, care and concern with a smile on a gorgeous face like that? I could easily fall for a man like Logan. I took a deep breath as I felt something rubbing against my rear and Trey placed a hand on my shoulder, his fingers curling around it as he started to slowly push.
‘O God … O God … O God,’ I cried, as I threw my head back. Saying I’d never experienced anything like it was an understatement, the sensation was both weird and seriously pleasurable at the same time. To be so full of both men at the same time? I felt so dirty, but it also felt so damn good.
‘Ava,’ Trey groaned behind me as he slowly pulled back and then pushed forward again, as Logan let out a grunt and I screamed again. ‘Too much?’
‘No, no, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop. Either of you,’ I begged as I looked down at Logan. His eyelids hung heavy and his face was in a grimace. I guessed it wasn’t just pleasurable for me, maybe that extra pressure made it even better for him. He reached up to hold my waist, keeping me steady as he flexed his hips and started to move faster and Trey matched him thrust for thrust. Perspiration started beading on my skin as I panted harder and harder, trying to fight the urge to climax. I had a feeling if I did, it would set them both off and I wasn’t ready for this to end, not quite yet. It felt as if a volcano were about to erupt, the internal heat felt like molten lava flowing through my core, slowly spreading further and further out. This orgasm I was fighting was going to wreck me. I was already exhausted, I’d never get used to having so many explosive orgasms in one night. I gripped Logan’s chest harder and he grunted and thrust faster, Trey too, until I screamed as my climax ruptured and tore through me.
‘Fuck,’ Trey groaned as I bucked in between them, I barely heard him. It was like I’d gone partially deaf, the blood was roaring in my ears and I had stars in my eyes. I’d never come so hard and it had wiped me out. I felt them both flexing and quivering inside me, they’d both come as well, thank God. I couldn’t have taken any more. I was completely done in and so happy with it. I collapsed on Logan’s chest and he wrapped his arms around me and stroked the back of my hair as I trembled on him. I didn’t even have the energy to complain when I felt Trey slide out of me.
‘Sssshhhh, sleep now. You’ve earned it, Ava,’ Logan whispered, as he kissed my temple. He gently lifted me off him and lay me down on the bed. I curled into a ball, tucked up against his side. Trey tucked in behind me and ran his fingers up and down my hip. I smiled and let out a happy sigh. I’d finally fulfilled my ménage fantasy and boy had it been worth every damn penny.
Client Evaluation
Logan
I left Ava sleeping as I took a shower and changed into some fresh clothes, then headed into the lounge to order room service for the three of us, while Trey took a shower too. He was like me; he had a large appetite after a night’s work, though he hadn’t yet mastered the art of healthy eating. I requested a full English breakfast for him, French pastries and muffins for Ava, which were her favourite, then muesli, scrambled eggs on wholemeal toast and a fresh fruit bowl for me, plus copious amounts of coffee. I sank down into the armchair and rubbed the heels of my hands over my eyes. I was exhausted. I had to cram in so many extra appointments after my time laid up with that damn broken ankle and on top of my day job, I was working myself physically hard and leaving little time for sleep. I seriously needed to cut back on seeing clients again, one a week at the most. I opened up my iPhone and starting flicking through my files. It was time to be choosy, to only see the ones that I enjoyed my time with, like Ava. I’d thought I was losing my edge as I had been finding it increasingly difficult to summon up any excitement for my appointments lately, but as I walked through the bedroom and seen Ava sleeping, her dark hair fanned out on the pillow, it had hit me right in the gut.
I knew what was wrong. It wasn’t that I didn’t love sex anymore, it’s that I only truly wanted sex with her, Summer damn Beresford. My brunette beauty that had somehow wormed her way inside of me and I couldn’t shake her off. I couldn’t understand my reluctance to commit to a woman that affected me the way she did. I didn’t have some childhood horror story, no trauma to speak of. My parents were happily married and still as in love as ever. If anything, I had the best role models. I guess my damn looks were to blame, sometimes I saw them as a curse. I attracted so much attention, that the thought of going steady had made me feel like I’d be missing out somehow, because I had so many women fighting over me. I worried that there could always be someone better suited around the corner, someone I’d like more than who I was with. But I was missing out. It seemed that in Summer, I’d found that person that no one else compared to. I mean I had spent one night with her. One night and nine months later I was still fucking thinking about her every minute of every God damn day. I was startled from my thoughts by my phone vibrating and saw a text from James.
Good morning, Sir. I hope that you had an enjoyable evening. I will be picking you up at nine-thirty as normal, unless I hear to the contrary. I took the liberty of ordering you the morning paper to be delivered to your suite. I think the headline might be of interest to you. James.
I got up and opened the door and sure enough, there was the newspaper lying on the floor. I scooped it up and returned to the armchair, crossing my legs with one ankle up on my knee as I unfolded the paper and spread it out on my lap. Speak of the devil; there was a picture of my beautiful fantasy woman, Summer, on the front page, smiling as Daron fucking Beck whispered something in her ear while he had his arm around her waist. I felt my teeth clamping down hard as my jaw and neck muscles tensed to see him touching her like tha
t, but not half as hard as everything tightened when I read the headline.
New Celebrity Couple?
It took all my self-control not to screw the damn paper into a tight ball and hurl it at the wall with a roar of anger. Daron’s reputation was infamous. He was the Casanova of the acting world, leaving a long line of brokenhearted women in his wake. I refused to think of myself in the same league as him. I was upfront, I was paid to perform a service and I did my best to treat women respectfully, but this arsehole? There’d been rumours that he’d even slapped one of his exes around, that, I couldn’t condone. That was despicable. She was seriously thinking of dating that jackass? I forced myself to read the rest of the article and let out a slight sigh of relief to hear that “rumour said” he’d been pursuing her for some time, only to be repeatedly knocked back. The story continued to say that it seemed he was wearing down her defences, as neither of them had added a plus one to their premiere next week and his limousine driver confirmed he was collecting Summer before Daron. I immediately picked up my phone and dialled Ian Smith.
‘Good morning, who do you have for me to look into this time?’ he greeted.
‘Morning. A number of people actually. Do you have a pen at hand?’
‘A pen? You are joking right? Who uses a pen anymore? Fire away, I have my tablet in front of me.’
‘Summer Beresford, former client. I deleted her file and email and blocked it. I want it reinstated to know if she’s tried to contact me since our last appointment and what’s changed with regards to her personal history, in particular any evidence of an affair with her co-star Daron Beck. I want a full file on him, all of his conquests, any complaints of brutality, STD history, the works. I need to know who his limo driver is for next Saturday night and if he has a back-up, how I can contact them and what bribe would work best with them, to ensure that they pick up only Mr. Beck for his premiere and do no detours on the night. Are you keeping up?’
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