Pinned Up (Pinned Up Trilogy)

by C. Michelle

  “Okay. I’ll abide by your terms even though they’re bullshit.” He says with a solemn expression.

  “Good! Now that the air has been cleared between you two, it’s time for some shots! That shit was intense for a quick second. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m about to get twisted on the last day of the year. Who’s with me?” Leave it to Kade to break the tension. I love him.

  We all raise our hands. The rest of the day is spent checking out various hotels on the strip with a consistent buzz in our system. In the evening, we return to our rooms to freshen up. Josh’s room is conveniently located right next to our suite. Coincidence? I think not.

  Since we’ll be outside for the remainder of the evening, our attire for the night is casual. No one is in the mood to dress up and be cooped up inside. The streets of the Las Vegas strip are closed for the year end fireworks display. The crowd is quickly growing. We decide to have our last meal of the year at Dirty Dick’s. Surprisingly enough, Josh and I are getting along with hardly any awkwardness. I feel comfortable within our group, there’s no need to end the year on a negative note. After dinner we head out to the strip, by this time, the streets are much more packed with festive crowds. Half an hour before the strike of midnight, we position ourselves right by the dancing fountains in front of the Bellagio Hotel. Unexpectedly, I become anxious. It dawns on me that in a few minutes Josh and I will embrace to welcome and celebrate the New Year. Maintaining my distance has proven to be quite a challenge, but being in his arms even for the slightest moment might be treacherous against my will. Without realizing it, I finish my drink. By this point, my mouth feels numb and I can’t seem to get Josh off my mind. Leave it to Kade to refill my cup.

  Too soon, I hear people doing a countdown. “Five, four, three, two, one…Happy New Year!” Our group toasts to a new beginning.

  Kade and I hug first. “Happy New Year! I hope it brings you nothing, but joy. I love you, Cheesecake!”

  “You’re my heart, Kade. I hope you find happiness also.” I’m glad we’re all together.

  I give Emme a big hug and tell her I love her. I turn to Josh and notice him staring at me with a look of awe. Is that how he’s observing me? With admiration? I can tell he’s confused and doesn’t know whether he can approach me or not, so I walk towards him and close the distance between us.

  “Happy New Year, tree hugger.” I whisper right by his ear and place my hands on his shoulders. As I begin to back away, he holds me firmly from my waist.

  He lowers his face to rest right by my ear. “Happy New Year, Valentina.” He remains in that position for several glorious, yet heartbreaking seconds. He doesn’t want to move away from me either. Being in his arms, smelling his clean scent, having that feeling of security, and being protected makes me want to lose myself to him. I feel his embrace tighten. I’ve missed being within his arms and now that I’m here, I don’t want to leave. For that moment, it feels as if it were just the two of us on the street with no worries, no past, and no regrets. With all my will, I slowly start to step away as the realization of our relationship gradually registers in my mind once again. Valentina, you have to step away. As much as it hurts, you can’t be with him anymore. Josh doesn’t belong to you.

  Traitorous tears run down my face, there’s no stopping them. Vaguely, I hear the loud fireworks; somehow I managed to tune them out along with everything else. Josh places his index finger below my chin and raises it. When he sees my tears, he grabs me with a strong force, and buries his face by my neck. “I’m so sorry, baby for hurting you. I’ll make it up to you one day, I swear it.” He speaks rapidly knowing that I’ll quickly be pushing him away.

  “Please stop. You promised.” I remind him.

  As he moves his handsome face away from my neck, I feel the stubble along his jawline caress my cheek. Every sense in my body is awakened by his touch. When he faces me, his hazel eyes appear red around the rims. I place my hands around his neck, give him a soft kiss by the side of his lips, and wipe away my tears. His eyes remain locked on me; I look up and take comfort in the fireworks that are right above us. The colorful display in the dark sky is truly a mesmerizing sight. I don’t bother looking back at him. I can’t. I simply step away from Josh as he unwillingly releases me.

  I take deep breaths and gather my thoughts, once I feel I’m able to move forward, I search for Kade and Emme. Shock instantly strikes me. Kade is holding Emme while she has her legs wrapped around him. “Oh, hell no! I know you aren’t about to fuck in public! What’s wrong with you two? Emme, get off Kade! And Kade, keep your dick in your pants. No one wants to see that type of show!” I truly can’t believe my eyes.

  “You did last night. You sure weren’t complaining when we were fucking in the bed next to yours.” Emme declares as she gets off Kade and are both dying of laughter.

  “What? You two fucked in front of me while I was asleep? Ewww!” Now, I’m just grossed out.

  “We wanted to end the year right.” Emme states. “I told you I was horny.”

  I give up. “You both are too much! Let’s go. I’m drunk and need to rest.”

  “Sounds good.” Emme and Kade say in unison with an insatiable desire protruding from them.

  In the middle of the night, I have a dream. In it, Kade and Emme are having sex. Kade is behind Emme doing her doggy style. On Emme’s right ass cheek, I notice it’s a bright pink color and has the word SLUT imprinted on it. Later, Emme’s riding Kade in the reverse cowgirl position and refers to him as “Master KD,” clearly this is more of a sick nightmare. I try to wake up from my dream, but can’t. I rub my eyes several times, but the attempt is useless. The scene is extremely vivid and I feel like some type of voyeur. Then, it hits me. These assholes are fucking right in front of me again! I’m not dreaming!

  “I can’t believe you guys are getting freaky right where I can see you! You’re gross!” I feel dirty being in their presence and walk out. If it were another couple, I would gladly sit there and watch, but it’s Kade and Emme…they’re practically family. Yuck!

  “Shoo…go away, Nina.” I think I hear Emme say. Did she just shoo me away?

  I still feel drunk and get the munchies. I grab a Snickers bar and gobble it up in seconds. Now, I’m wide awake and it’s barely the middle of the night. I decide to go downstairs to the casino section of the hotel and walk around. When I reach the main level, I hear the beautiful melody of slot machines and coins clinking. I get a rush when a slot machine winks at me. Naturally, I wink back and make myself comfortable right in front of it. After losing sixty dollars within a ten minute timeframe to the one arm bandit, I decide to search for a loyal slot machine that will make me feel better and doesn’t just wink at any random person like some loose tramp. As I’m walking around the casino searching for the perfect machine, I spot Josh at a poker table. I decide to remain in place behind a tall flower structure and observe him from a distance. Oh, yeah…I’m in full blown stalker mode.

  Josh is wearing black, yet his broad shoulders, and lean build are easy to observe. His expression is somber, making his appearance mysterious and sexy. His hypnotic, hazel eyes compliment his lightly, tan skin and fine features perfectly. He has several stacks of poker chips in front of him. He’s drinking hard liquor, cognac I assume since that’s his drink of preference when gambling. As he places a bet, his expression is subdued. Once he wins the pot, his face remains impassive, but his posture alludes an air of confidence that’s erotic as hell. He places a blind bet for the start of a new game, he takes a sip of his liquor, and discreetly licks his lower lip keeping part of it between his teeth as he focuses on the cards he was just dealt. Oh, to be those lips. I reminisce on our own poker night that consisted of a carefree moment with uncontainable passion. How I’ve missed him. Instantly, I crave his kiss, his touch, his affection, his presence…

  A waitress wearing a black corset pulls me out of my reverie. She’s a young, pretty blonde. She hands him another drink and bends down low enough for her
chest to be near his face. What the fuck is up with him and waitresses?

  He takes the drink without looking at her and hands her poker chips as a tip. She walks away with her eyes fixated on him. Yes, she wants him, but who wouldn’t when it’s clear he’s dominating the table and exudes a raw sensuality that is difficult to resist.

  I walk away and end my surveillance with comfort that he isn’t on the prowl and is solely concentrating on his game. I know I shouldn’t think that way, but I can’t help it. He’s still deeply penetrated in my heart. I decide to get my night’s rest on Kade’s bed since he’s busy doing unimaginable things to Emme in my room.

  Morning arrives and the sound of a buzzer wakes me up. I get up and find Kade, Emme, and Josh about to have breakfast at the nook table. I excuse myself and brush my teeth. I feel like crap. No more drinking for the next few days. Yuck.

  “Morning. How’d you sleep last night?” Josh asks me. “We ordered almost everything on the menu, so help yourself.”

  “Thanks. I kept having these weird dreams last night.” I glare at Emme and Kade. “By the way, I’m not drinking today; I have too much crap in my system.”

  “What were your dreams about?” Emme asks curiously.

  “Ugh. They were about you and Kade in completely inappropriate positions.” I get nauseous just thinking about their freaky shenanigans.

  Immediately, Kade and Emme begin to giggle. Kade raises his hand and sings, “Guiiiiiiiiiiilty.” Now, everyone’s laughing.

  “Ewww! You guys are sick! I’m telling mom.” I chuckle and accidentally snort. Now, we’re all in hysterics.

  We spend the remainder of the day alcohol free and in good spirits. We sight see and catch a Cirque du Soleil and burlesque show. Before we end the night, Josh asks to go on a non-date with me tomorrow. Emme and Kade made it clear earlier they wanted to relax tomorrow. I remind him of his promise and agree to go on the non-date with him.

  The next day, I spend the morning relaxing in a cabana while Josh catches up on work. In the afternoon, he picks me up at my suite. We head to the valet section of the hotel and wait for Josh’s rental. A sleek, metallic silver Bentley with tinted windows pulls up right in front of me. “You rented a Bentley?” I ask.

  “Yeah. I thought you might like it. You said you like fast cars, this was all that was available on such short notice.” He shrugs. “I hope it’s okay.” He opens the door for me.

  “It’s a bad ass car, but please remember this is a non-date and money doesn’t impress me.” I don’t want him getting the wrong idea.

  He gets in the driver’s seat. “Don’t over analyze things. I’m always working; I rarely get a chance to enjoy my money. I simply thought you would appreciate it. It’s not part of a scheme to have you fall for me. I know where I stand. Trust me, you don’t have to remind me. Now, can you agree to have some fun with me? I really hope you’re more enthusiastic about our actual non-date. Loosen the fuck up, lady.”

  “Fine. So, where are we headed?” My curiosity quickly takes over.

  “You’ll see, Miss Impatient.” He states, not giving me the slightest clue.

  As Josh pulls up to the parking lot, my heart starts rapidly palpitating. Is this what I think it is? No. “An exotic car race track? Are you serious? Are we watching or driving?” I feel like a kid who’s at Disneyland for the first time ever.

  “We’ll be driving thirteen different exotic cars each. Are you ready?” He asks, smiling at me warmly.

  “Oh, my goodness! Hell yeah! Thank you! I didn’t know this place existed.” I’m beyond thrilled.

  When we arrive, we enter the track’s facility. Its décor is minimal consisting mostly of white, red, and black colors. We attend a thirty minute classroom briefing. Then, one of the instructors drives a discovery lap in a Porsche Cayenne GT with me as the passenger to get a feel for the track. I enthusiastically go through the list of cars I’ll be driving, three Lamborghinis (Gallardo LP560, Supperleggera LP570, and Aventador LP700), three Ferraris (F430 F1, Scuderia, and 458 Italia), two Porsches (Cayman R and 997 Turbo S), an Ashton Martin V8, a Nissan GTR, a Mercedes SLS AMG, A McLaren MP4-12C, and an Audi R8. I’m in heaven. Without thinking, I jump on Josh, give him a big hug, and a kiss on the cheek right before we both get in our cars. It’s finally time for me to drive with an instructor right by my side. I can’t contain my eagerness.

  Once I’m in the car, my instructor informs me there’s a small camera located inside and cameras throughout the racetrack. He lets me know that Josh has already purchased the DVD of me racing to enjoy at a later time.

  Awww…that’s sweet.

  Okay, I’m nervous, but I’m ready to do this.

  The adrenaline rush I feel when putting the peddle to the floor and racing through the 1.2 mile track with seven turns and 1,800 feet of a straight path is off the charts. After my second lap, my instructor pushes me to achieve greater speed while still being safe. I drive the thirteen vehicles for the duration of five laps each, which total 65 laps around the track. The high performance cars race along smooth asphalt that provides an excellent ride with a superior grip. My instructor allows me to drive the cars as hard as I desire. So after a while, I drive them like I stole them. I’m able to see what these beasts are truly capable of achieving on the track. The enlarged entrance and exit in most of the turns allows for greater speed and less steering which provides a smoother drive from corner to corner. I revel in every minute of being on the track and racing, it’s absolutely an amazing thrill. It’s challenging, yet fun, and I’m able to see the powerful engines working. I race the Aventador last which turns out to be one of the most exhilarating experiences of my life…with my clothes on, that is.

  It’s twilight when we leave the track, I thank Josh once again. He hands me the DVD, I’m grateful for his thoughtfulness. Although, I try not to look at Josh in a sexual manner, I can’t help it. He walks to the Bentley with confidence. His tall structure and broad shoulders makes me want to wrap myself in his arms, but I don’t even though he oozes an amatory vibe that drives me insane. As we’re headed back to the hotel on the freeway, I still feel my adrenaline pumping and feel myself craving for Josh to be inside me. The sensation won’t go away. I want his fat, long dick pounding me and making me spasm all over him. I want to feel his desire for me at my sex and travel throughout the rest of my body. I need him, I want him, I miss him, and I don’t know how to resist him. The urge to have him in me only intensifies while he continues to drive. As I blatantly stare at his profile, I notice he’s deep in thought. One moment, he’s biting his lip, the next he’s clenching his jaw. My focus then turns to the stubble along is jawline. Oh, my…I want him. BAD! Calm down, Nina. Get your horny ass together. You cannot do this! You won’t do this!

  Fuck it. I’m no longer thinking with my brain, but with my heart.

  “Unbuckle your pants.” I order him. “I’m about to pay back the poker debt I owe you.” Josh stares at me with an incredulous look as he sees that I’m completely serious, yet he does as he’s instructed. Immediately, I notice his erection and crave for his penetration.

  “It’s about fuckin’ time.” Josh simply states with a hungry and mischievous gaze.

  “A debt is a debt. What better way to repay it than by doing it while driving a Bentley in Sin City? Now, push your seat as far back as possible, I’m going to get on top of you and do all the work. Your only job is to focus on the road ahead of you and keep us safe. Understand?” I ask with a business-like tone even though my inner flesh is on fire.

  Josh’s fiery gaze brings out a zealous expression in his features. He maintains his calm and responds by nodding, he’s literally speechless, but ready for his fantasy to become a reality. I play the song, “Locked Out of Heaven” by Bruno Mars and put it on repeat. I quickly begin taking my clothes off until I’m left completely in the nude. At this time, I’m thankful for the tinted windows.

  Josh clenches his jaw, slowly licks his full bottom lip, and tightly grips the st
eering wheel; his sexual manifestation is quickly making me lose my last bit of control. There’s no time to waste, I place my hands on his shoulders for balance and slowly position my naked body on top of his solid frame as he’s driving. Our close proximity has my heart accelerating and his clean, manly scent makes every inch of me yearn to have him in me. I don’t need any assistance inserting his rock hard erection. I simply lower myself, savor his intense fullness, and allow all negative thoughts to escape me. I do away with foreplay and accept this as a simple fuck between us. Although my heart tells me different, I disregard the feeling, and focus my attention on my actions. I ride him hard by grinding my body onto him mercilessly. Our figures feel as one. I feel his passionate kisses and teeth graze my neck and shoulders. His moans drive me in a frenzy as I excitedly thrust my entrance upon his deliciously, fat and long dick. I can’t contain myself any longer and allow the overwhelming pleasure to burst out of me. The orgasm is exhilarating (to say the least). I’m insatiable and continue to pound him with my sex for as long as I can. The feeling is too irresistible to let it end.

  “Baby, I’ve missed you so much.” Josh says in a deep, raspy voice. “You feel amazing, so tight, and wet. This is where I belong, inside of you.” He whispers by my ear as he’s stroking and firmly grasping my bare back with his right hand.

  The sound of his voice, his words, and his touch send me over the edge again. God, how I’ve missed him.

  This time, he joins me and we both finish together. The release is overpowering. I lean my head against his temple and attempt to catch my breath. Slowly, I try to remove myself from him, but he refuses to let me go.

  “Stay like this.” He commands as he tightens his grasp on me.

  “No. I don’t want us getting into an accident.” Rationality finally hits me.

  “Now, you’re concerned with our safety?” He teases.

  “Better late than never.” I reply and carefully move to the passenger’s seat. I get dressed and remain quiet for some time. Josh tries to hold my hand, but I remove it from his grip.