by Shawn Keys
“The shoot’s over?” Daniel asked, latching onto a simpler subject to stop himself from gawking at the sexy woman. He itched to do a lot more than stare at her, but MK was behind him finishing off the last of her laps.
Cadence said, “Yes, but I’m not alone. Azélie wanted to drop in. Since I wasn’t sure what you two were up to…” Her playful gaze flipped between Evelyn and Daniel, “… I convinced her to give me a head start while she checks her email. Since you two are mostly decent, I’ll let her know she can come in.” She turned on her heels and went back into the house.
Daniel looked down at himself. He was in loose fitting swim trunks that hung to his knees. Not great for speed swimming, but the double-layered, mesh-interior shorts were keeping his man-parts from pressing boldly against the fabric. That was good, since he had been feeling the strain with Evelyn nearby, and was now ready to explode after Cadence’s arrival. MK was also attractive in her own right; she filled out her sleek one-piece in a way any man would call stimulating. Her powerful, sprinter’s legs were their own, compelling poetry. Surrounded by that kind of beauty, keeping his primal self firmly under wraps was a necessary evil.
Otherwise, his chest was bare, and the only other thing he wore were heel-strap sandals that wouldn’t slip while walking along the pool deck. He figured that passed for acceptable while standing by a pool even when it came to having company.
Evelyn took the warning, pulling a light shawl off the back of her chaise and draping it around her shoulders. She was still sinfully gorgeous and would inspire fantasies in any admirer, but the added touch cloaked her overt sexuality and rendered it into something a little tamer.
Returning shortly after, Cadence led Azélie out into the idyllic backyard. The sports agent’s eyes scanned around, taking in the high-fenced-in area for the first time. As she always did, Azélie was bedecked in an outfit aimed at business while accentuating her voluptuous charms. A sky-blue, sleeveless blouse topped her charcoal skirt, ending in a set of half-inch heeled shoes - just enough to be a nod at wearing heels while letting her be comfortable enough to stand around in all day.
Giving a little whistle, Azélie finished her inspection and nodded approvingly. “Yeah, alright. I get it. If someone offered me a guest room here, I might board up my house and choose this instead.”
Evelyn inclined her head in a polite acknowledgement, fixating on one of the benefits while leaving the naughtier reasons unspoken, “Full gym. Saltwater pool. Sauna. Cleaning service so Cadence doesn’t have to get distracted with the menial tasks in life. Everything a young athlete needs.”
Giving another impressed noise, Azélie glanced over at the pool. MK had wrapped her arms up over the side, wiping the water away and offering a smile back at her. The agent asked, “How about you, MK? Getting on well here?”
MK’s grin grew by several hundred watts. “Absolutely!” She looked like she might want to say more, then decided against it.
With a bit of insight, Daniel suspected she had been right on the edge of saying how ‘lucky’ she was, but that would have sounded awfully close to betrayal against her family. Her home might not have been this opulent, but she hadn’t been living in poverty. Must be tough. She doesn’t want to talk shit about her folks. Wants to be thankful to Evelyn, but saying she’s lucky to be here would be like turning her back on her own clan, so to speak.
Fortunately for all of them, Azélie didn’t notice. “Well, I’m grateful as well. Evelyn might be trying to start a boarding house for athletes, but it’s my business to get you all noticed.”
“Cadence said you had done great at circulating her name,” MK replied.
“I’m doing what I can. Your showing at Nationals helped a lot.” Noticing the slight disappointment creep onto the hurdler’s face, Azélie kept going, obviously sharing the same opinion as Daniel on this, “Don’t talk to me about only getting silver! Your rivalry actually helps.”
“Oh?”
“People love drama. How many times do you see rivals get slotted together in a commercial? Even if people don’t know you two personally, they’ll see the fire lit inside the both of you.”
MK’s squinted up at her, blocking out the sun so she could read the agent’s expression a little better. “Commercial?”
Azélie let slip a satisfied little grin. “Maybe. I might have caught wind of a phone-carrier company looking for a new face to connect with its brand. They want someone with speed to match whatever motto they are drumming up. They’re out of Curacao with inroads into Jamaica, Trinidad and Tobago, Barbados and Puerto Rico. Looking to keep their spokespeople local for now. Good time to get in on the ground floor!”
“That sounds great! Any chance they’d be interested in me?”
“How amazing would I be if I said we already had a meeting?”
“When?” MK blurted out, beyond happy.
Azélie checked her watch. “How soon can you get dressed?”
“Are you serious?” MK’s expression turned into something approaching shock. “I’m covered in salt and sweat!”
“I did mention they were looking for someone with speed, didn’t I?” Azélie chuckled, then shooed her along. “Don’t worry. That’s why God invented showers. Hurry up!”
MK’s eyes darted to Daniel. They had promised that training would always come first. Any publicity would flow in and around their schedule.
Daniel released her, “We’re done. You’ve already put in a good day.”
Encouraged by his approval, she surged out of the water, grasped her towel and bolted for the pool house.
Evelyn watched her go. “You’re going to have to talk her down a little in the car ride over.”
Azélie gave a small, wry laugh. “It’s a good fifteen minutes away. I’ll get her mellow before we get to the table.” She refocused on Cadence and Daniel. “How do you feel the balance is with your training? I’m not taking you away too much, am I?”
Cadence shook her head. “Feels OK. I mean, it helps that Kangaruin’s headquarters are so far away. They don’t ask me for much beyond a couple photo shoots, answering a few emails and that podcast every couple of weeks.”
Agreeing, Daniel said, “No issues at all.”
“Could it be more?” Azélie asked, caution floating under her tone.
“Another opportunity?” Daniel asked.
“One worth bringing up. Nothing solid yet, and I don’t want to pressure you.”
Having already had Daniel’s support, Cadence didn’t hesitate. “If you think it’s worth bringing up, then I’ll consider it.”
“I don’t want to get you too excited,” the agent warned her. “But I’ve heard a large manufacturer of fitness equipment is shopping their brand around.”
“Who?” Cadence asked.
“Atlas Strength.”
Cadence gawked, half-stunned. “That’s incredible! I’ve seen their equipment at the gym. Quality stuff. I wouldn’t mind supporting them at all!”
“You’d probably start as a background model, but that would leave lots of room to expand. If you become a household name in Caribbean sports, you might be able to nudge your way into being their favorite local sponsor, even if they’re an international brand.”
“What do I have to do?” Cadence asked with excitement.
“Nothing yet. At least, nothing you weren’t already going to do. The Central American and Caribbean Games are in two months. I’m assuming you are going?” She traded looks between them again.
Daniel took that one. “She’s ready. We haven’t heard yet, but the government should be allowing a wider field since it is only a regional competition. Great steppingstone to the World Championships.”
Azélie smiled. “Wonderful. They’ll have scouts there. Hoping the rumors about them hunting around become a little more solid in the next few weeks. Let me know when you get selected to go, alright?”
“It’s being held in Cuba for the first time in several decades. What with them opening up more the
se days, guess the organization decided to take the chance. Can you go?”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” the agent affirmed.
“Great!” Cadence said, her excitement spilling out a little more openly.
The sliding door into the pool house whisked open, emitting MK dressed in a flattering green blouse, black slacks and carrying a pair of matching sandals in her hands as she skipped lightly over the tiled deck. “I’m ready!”
Azélie gave her a critical once-over, then nodded. “I actually think you are. Wow. Nice job.” She retreated to the door. “Remember what I said, Cadence!”
“We’ll let you know!” Cadence called back. She waved to her friend, “Good luck!”
MK tossed back a happy nod, then they were out the door. Rushing into the agent’s waiting SUV, they exited the driveway with a small squeak of the tires as Azélie accelerated, showing she hadn’t been kidding about needing to rush.
“At last!” Evelyn let out a throaty laugh, flicking off her shawl. Leaning forward, her fingers found the clasp on her swimsuit top and released it. Groaning in pleasure, she swept the cups away from her skin and cast it onto the ground. Arching her back, she stretched in feline pleasure while presenting her full, firm breasts for the appreciation of her lovers.
Wriggling in her chair, she managed to then slip off the bottoms, gliding them down her legs where they were deposited on her discarded top. Laying back onto the chaise, Evelyn murmured in contentment. “Much better. Tan lines are unacceptable.”
“Hmm,” Daniel said, peering down at her with a purposefully appraising air. “I happen to agree. I support your fashion choice.”
“Do you now?” Evelyn let out another of those sultry laughs, caressing her bare legs up and down each other, a delightful talent she had that she used often when she knew those silken legs had Daniel’s attention.
“Well,” Cadence said, sensual approval clinging to her voice. “She’s in a mood, isn’t she?”
“She’s been like that all morning,” Daniel reported.
“Can you blame me? Watching you walk around the pool while I’m forbidden from touching you.” Evelyn sucked her lower lip between her teeth, biting it gently as her gaze raked over Daniel’s exposed body.
“You’re not forbidden from touching me now,” Daniel pointed out.
Quirking one eyebrow, Evelyn answered with a tart twist, “But I just laid back. I’m comfortable…”
Drifting a little closer, Cadence issued a wry snicker, “Oh, good. We are going to have to make her.” She emitted a long purr. “Because after getting all dolled up like this, there is no way I’m not going to have your mouth on me.”
Daniel held out a hand to Cadence. He said, “You look beautiful. Are you going to mind if I muss you up?”
“You better,” Cadence murmured.
Daniel focused on Cadence. Doing it purposefully to stir up Evelyn’s need to be included. After her teasing, he decided forcing her to wait would only get her more worked up. Dominating the woman was a game they all loved, but he knew they could get her into a truly desperate state by not immediately responding to her temptations. As such, Daniel wasn’t so much forgetting about the lushly beautiful, wantonly naked woman on the chaise. Merely… keeping her stewing in her own desire a little longer. At any moment, Evelyn could slip closer and get in on the love-play, but if she did… she wouldn’t get what she really wanted, which was to be dragged into it and used as her lovers willed.
Totally aware of the sweet torment they were placing upon her, neither Daniel nor Cadence were in any rush. Cadence took his hand with dainty fingers. He raised their hands and turned his wrist as he drew her closer. She followed his lead, turning in a slow dance spiral and then settling into his arms.
For a prolonged moment, Daniel admired his model-lover. Every nuance of her beauty had been delicately emphasized by professionals who knew their craft. His gaze traced along the perfect boundary between her dark red lips and her caramel skin. How the precisely applied, black mascara balanced her dark brown irises and pupils, making the whites of her eyes seem to glow. The faint brush of color on her cheeks brought a new luster to her already satin skin.
A quirk tugged at the corner of Cadence’s lips as she watched him enjoying her. “Just going to look?” She finally melded herself against him.
“Admiring. But I can manage more than that.” He tilted his head and captured her lips with his own. She responded eagerly, curling her arms around his neck and pressing in close while their tongues mingled. His hands ran up and down along her spine, encouraging her to cling to him while he enjoyed the lean strength of her pole-vaulter’s body.
Evelyn was leaning forward, simmering with rising lust as he watched them at the foot of her chaise. “Mmm, that looks wonderful...” A hint of seductive pleading edged her soft words.
Wry, sensual humor caused Daniel to hum against Cadence’s lips, continuing to ignore Evelyn. His grasp around her grew more ardent, cupping her buttocks hard enough to lift her off the ground as their kiss intensified. Settling her back on the ground, his fingers pushed the stretchable band of her skirt over her athletic curves and down her legs. She wiggled sexily then kicked it free of her sneakers.
Breaking their kiss, Daniel swept his hands upward along with her shirt. Her arms happily relinquished their hold around his back, sailing up into the air so she could be stripped. Having claimed her top, he kept it in his hands as he began to kiss down her sweet form. Sending shivers along her neck with his first kisses, he then lingered on the upper swell of her breasts presented in so lovely a way by her white bra. She let her head hang back as she issued a sibilant sigh as his mouth continued down her taut midriff, seeking connection with the tender flesh between her legs.
His next kiss was upon the apex of her netherlips, separated only by the thin fabric of her panties. His thumbs hooked into the sides of them along her hips and dragged them off her. Already damp, the fabric clung to her for a moment and then slid easily along her smooth skin. His mouth returned, delving into her flesh with his tongue to tease against her clit, then stoked her fire further with a suckling kiss.
Leaving Cadence swooning, Daniel turned and seized hold of Evelyn’s ankles. She had been dazed as she witnessed her other lover’s unveiling, so he caught her a little by surprise. She let out a soft yelp as he dragged her to the end of the chaise. Her cry turned into playful, sexy laughter as he took Cadence’s panties and coiled them around her ankles, binding them together. Desire burned hot in her eyes as she realized Daniel intended to leave her unable to participate except how and when he decided to allow her.
He confirmed that with his next move, grasping hold of Evelyn’s hips and spinning her face-down on the chaise. With a primal growl, he took hold of her wrists and used Cadence’s shirt… still warm from her skin… to secure Evelyn’s hands behind her back.
His hands found her hips again, flipping her back over to peer up at him with heaving breasts, excitement shuddering rampantly over every inch of her luscious body.
He knelt on the end of the chaise, staying there in full view of Evelyn, letting her eyes rake over his well-defined chest.
Cadence came up behind him, leaning down to whisper fiercely in his ear, “Stand up. Let me…” Her words faded off, but she didn’t need to finish her request for Daniel to know what she wanted. He shifted off the end of the chaise, allowing her to divest him of the last of his clothing. Once she had nudged his swim-trunks down and kicked them out from under his feet, she pressed into him again. Her mouth touched his shoulder, biting softly into his skin and raking her fingernails along his back in wordless hunger. Her other palm stroked over his abs, pausing to appreciate his powerful core before dipping lower. Encircling him with her grip, Cadence pumped along his rapidly hardening shaft.
He found her hand to be intoxicating: the well-honed strength in her fingers derived from her sport, interspaced with rough callouses from hours working a different sort of pole, and the underlying softne
ss of her feminine skin. It was uniquely her, and her attention upon him only served to evoke greater steel in him.
As Cadence expressed her need, Daniel reached down and wove his fingers into Evelyn’s lustrous brown hair. Pulling hard enough to induce a hiss from the businesswoman, he commanded her to slide to the end of the chaise and perch herself there, naked and bound.
Sizzling a compelling glower down on the woman, he growled, “Open your mouth.”
Evelyn’s gaze smoked with heat. She glared back up at him defiantly.
He added a firmer clench of his hand, giving her a reason to gasp.
She hissed again, clenching her jaw…
Rumbling another, bass growl, he tugged firmly on her hair again, hard enough to send sparks of pleasure-pain tingling along her scalp. He commanded, “Open. Your. Mouth.”
Surrendering with a sultry laugh, Evelyn’s whole being melted into his grasp. Her lips parted as she exhaled a pant of desire.
Daniel couldn’t resist. Naked. Hands and ankles tied. Beaming up at him, her full willingness to do whatever he wished now that he had taken a control of her. Knowing his next plan would drive her crazy, Daniel was done teasing. While Cadence continued to stroke his cock, he dragged Evelyn to his throbbing tip. As he entered her mouth, droplets of his precum smeared her tongue. She gave a shuddering moan at both the taste and sinful feeling of being pierced by his lustful member.
He knew his lover well. Knew that she wanted the animal inside him to come out. He didn’t give her long to acclimate to his girth. Plunging, he thrust forward until his cock was burrowing into her throat. Involuntary tears leaked out from the corners of her eyes as she fought off her gag reflex. Her eyelids fluttered and her limbs strained against the pieces of clothing keeping her in bondage. Despite her unconscious reactions, he had no doubt that Evelyn’s willpower was superior. She didn’t back away. She leaned in, forcing him deeper. Swallowing him until he could feel the muscles in her neck ripple around him; she kept her teeth away to avoid scraping him and simply gave herself over for Daniel to use as he wished.
