All In: Playing the Fool (Gambling With Love) (16 page)

By the time we got downtown and through the doors of the restaurant, a wall had come down hiding Joe's excitement. You'd never guess he'd been fidgeting during the entire walk over here. I intentionally didn't look around, and neither did he when we were led to our booth.

I slid into my seat across from him, but then changed my mind and moved to his side. If he was surprised he didn't show it, just slid down to make room. I worried a second about someone from our office seeing us and telling my dad that Joe and I had been out together, but then decided to hell with it. My dad tried to set us up, so he should be happy if he hears about us in the rumor mill.

We told the waitress what we wanted to drink, then ordered a medium Holy Shitake Pie. Hey, don't knock it until you try it! Once she left we got a little more comfortable and flirty for our potential audience.

Joe's arm went around my lower back, where his fingers teased at the waistband of my skirt. I turned my body toward his, rubbing a hand up his inner thigh. The closer I got to the crotch seam of his suit pants, the wider he smiled.

"You gonna give me a hand job under the table?" he leaned in to whisper against my ear.

"Do you want a hand job under the table?" I asked with a smile.

"You've turned me into an insatiable monster, you know that right?"

"That's about how I feel too. When was the last time you were with someone..?" I asked him.

"It's been months. Pathetic I know, but I just want one woman in particular, not a bunch of slutty, easy girls."

"I'm a slutty, easy girl," I pointed out.

"Lacy, don't be ridiculous. You might be slutty and easy with me for whatever reason, and with Will, but you don't go around sleeping with a different guy every weekend."

"Yeah, I sleep with two at the same time on the weekend," I joked, making his face light up with desire.

"Can we do that again this weekend too?" he asked. Now he was turned towards me, and it was his hand sliding higher and higher up my thigh. He already knew for a fact that I wasn't wearing any panties.

"Maybe. I'll ask Will," I assured him. "So is she here?"

"Yes. Almost straight across and in perfect sight."

I nodded but knew better than to look. Instead, I leaned forward to kiss Joe. I grabbed the lapels of his suit jacket as our lips met and tongues barely teased naturally and softly in and out of each other's mouths. Nothing too over the top, just a lazy flick here, and a brush of lips there.

"Why is this so uncomplicated between us?" Joe asked when I pulled back.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because we're being honest about what this is."

"No strings attached, hard-core fucking?" he leaned in and asked against my ear, making me shiver.

"Exactly."

"But it's really good. Like insanely good."

"Yeah it is. Which is why we both want to keep doing it," I responded with a smile.

His breathing grew more rapid and his eyes darkened as he glanced down at my breasts. "I feel like a horny teenager, wanting to keep rubbing one off, over and over again nonstop with you."

Now my own arousal was flaring, seeing him getting turned on. "I want you to take me hard and punish me, for what I don't know and don't care. I just…I just…"

"Want it to hurt so good?" he offered.

"Yes," I said in an exhale, surprised at how well he understood me and all my newly discovered perversions.

Joe came out of the seat an instant later, stretching across me to grab the arm of the passing waitress. "Can we get our food boxed up to go and our check ASAP, please?"

The waitress looked down at our empty table and then at us. "But...but you're food's not out yet."

"Yeah, well, as soon as it's ready we'd like to get it to go," Joe explained.

"I'm so sorry it's taken so long. I can go check on it. It shouldn't be much longer," she began apologizing frantically, thinking we were upset with our service.

"Don't worry. You've been great," I told her to calm her down. "We just remembered something we need to take care of back at the office."

Her eyes widened like she knew exactly what I was covertly referring to. "I'll be right back," she said before scuttling away.

"You're the best fuck buddy ever," Joe said with a laugh, nuzzling his nose against my neck. "Come home with me tonight. I already know one more time today isn't going to cut it."

"Okay," I agreed.

"Hell yes. Maybe if we fuck all night long we can get whatever this is out of our system, and my dick will finally settle down enough for me to think."

"Maybe," I said, but I didn't have any hope that would actually work. In fact, I think our personal magnetism was getting stronger after each fucking. I felt like I was getting a little more lost with each round too. It was both a good and a bad feeling. Good in that being with Joe was incredible, but bad because I felt like I was losing Will.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Joe asked, grabbing my chin to tip it up to meet his stunning blue eyes.

"I just, I don't know what I'm doing with you or why. It makes me feel depraved and scarily adrift, but I don't want to stop."

"Don't worry. I'm certain this wickedness is only temporary. You'll be tired of me and go back to being a good little girl again in no time."

I laughed, wondering if that was true and if that was what I wanted. I knew I still wanted to be with Will, and I didn't want to hurt him, but I wasn't ready to be in a serious relationship with just one person. The idea of facing a commitment, trusting a man not to cheat on me or hurt me, scared the ever-loving shit out of me.                             

"So, are you going to talk to them on the way out?" I asked, referring to the table of prosecutors.

"Yeah, I guess. There's no pretending I didn't see them since we have to walk right by their table to get to the exit," he said, rubbing a hand through his hair. "I know!" he suddenly exclaimed. "I'll introduce you. You'll be a good excuse to stop and talk."

"What?"

"They all know your dad. He talks about you to everyone who'll listen."

"Really?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah. Now I wish I would've paid more attention," he said with a smile.

"Here you go. So sorry for the delay," our waitress said, sounding like she had actually been running around to get our pizza for us.

"Thanks," Joe replied. He opened his wallet and pulled out way more than enough, then stuffed it into the leather bill holder, handing it back to her with a smile.

I slid out of the booth and waited for him to get out and lead the way. After grabbing our pizza box he started for the side door exit. 

"Hey guys, how's it going?" Joe asked when we got to the table full of prosecutors. There were three women and two men. I quickly guessed which woman was Joe's crush based on the way her cheeks reddened when she looked up at him. She wasn't as unaffected as he thought she was.    

They greeted him with "Hi, Joe" and "Joe Cool" which I knew was their nickname for him.

"Have you all met Jim's daughter yet?" he asked, putting an arm around my waist and pulling me to his side, while balancing the pizza in the other hand.  "Lacy, meet some of our best Assistant DA's. This is Josh Howell, Frank James, Katie Albright, Victoria Jacobs and Teresa Vincent. Everyone, this is Lacy Pierce."

I smiled and nodded at each one. "It's nice to meet you all."

"Does Jim know that you've had your hands…and mouth…all over his daughter?" I think the one Joe called Frank asked with a chuckle. Good, so they had been watching us.

"Hell, it was his idea," Joe said. I tried to hide my surprise. "Lacy finally ended things with her asshole ex, Zack Bradford, after she graduated. While she's back home she's working for me, helping out and looking for something more permanent in journalism."

"Zack Bradford? Like
the
Zack Bradford, quarterback for the Wildcats?" the woman with a pale blonde, shoulder length bob asked in awe.

"The one and the same," I responded.

"Wow, you're a lucky girl."

"Yeah, well, I'd say I'm even luckier now. You ready to head back, Joe?" I asked, leaning into his side and rubbing my hand down his washboard stomach suggestively.

"Hell yes," he said, with a genuine smile lighting up his face.

"See you at your guy's bond hearing at two," the woman with short brown hair laughed, Teresa, I think Joe had said her name was. "And just FYI, it's not getting lowered."

"We'll see about that," Joe replied with challenge. "He's got a clean record and had already enrolled in drug counseling before he got locked up."

"Uh-huh," she said with a good natured eye roll and a smile.

"Joe Cool is ever the cocky optimist," the pretty redhead, Katie, spoke for the first time, narrowing her eyes at Joe. "Don't forget about your man's probation violation hearing in the morning. There's nothing you can do to change the fact that he won't be seeing daylight again for years."

"Right, got it. Lacy won't let me forget, will you?" he asked. I shook my head and made a mental note to check his calendar. "See you guys later," he said. We finally made it out to the sidewalk.

"She likes you, you know," I told him as we walked quickly back to the office.

"Who? Katie?" he laughed and shook his head. "She despises me."

"I don't think so. I think it's an act so you won't see how much she wants you."

"Doubtful, but thanks for the flirting. It couldn't hurt."

"Sure. Did you mean what you said? About my dad?"

"What about him?"

"That he told you he wanted you to date me?" I asked.

"Yeah, he did. I thought I told you. That's right, I told Will while you were soaking in his bath tub." 

"My dad said something about you to me too, I just didn't know he'd broached the subject with you."

"Yeah he did, so I guess it doesn't matter if he hears we were seen together or groped each other in public."

"Or fuck in your office," I added, and he groaned.

"God, I can't wait to fuck you again. If your dad thinks you're fucking me, that'll make it easier on you to sneak and see Will. He'd never expect you to fuck two guys at the same time."

"I guess that does help. Oh, and Jess knows by the way," I informed him.  

He just laughed in response. "I'm not surprised."

"Do you think she'll tell Will?"

"Huh. I didn't think about that. I doubt it, since she doesn't know you're still seeing him, right?"

"Yeah. Is it wrong that we're going to keep this from him?"

Joe sighed. "Not really, no. He wouldn't understand that it's just physical, and that nothing else is going on. He'd get pissed and think I'm trying to take you from him. I don't want to come between you two. I just want to fuck you for as long as you'll let me because I'm horny and lonely and have been for a long time. My dick is as hard as steel right now. But this, the at work fuck sessions, aren't going to cut it. I want you naked in my bed so I can see and taste every inch of your deliciously sexy body for as long as I want. I want to fuck you until we can't move, and then fuck you some more. Hard, dirty, and so rough I leave marks on you for days."

"God Joe, you're going to make me come right here on the sidewalk," I told him after his little speech. "Can you get someone to cover for you in court this afternoon?"

"Stop trying to tempt me, you naughty little siren," he said with a wicked smile and a slap on my ass, before we walked into our building. 

Will

"I don’t know why I keep playing pool with you. I always lose," I told Dylan before draining my beer. We were playing a game on the table in his apartment.

"Not always. Okay, pretty much always," he agreed as he sunk another solid in the side pocket.

"Jules working late tonight?" I asked.

He made a sound of aggravated annoyance. "Yes. I wish I'd known how much time she'd spend at Safe Haven before I built it for her. I've tried to convince her to hire more people to run it, or at least help out, but she won't have it."

Despite all his millions (or now billions), my sister still worked, and probably always would. I knew it pissed Dylan off. He probably wanted her at his perverted beck and call. Speaking of which…

"I had a threesome last weekend," I told him, causing him to finally miss a shot.

"No shit?" he asked with his jaw unhinged, uncaring that his last shot had gone wide. "I tried to get Jules and Lacy to have one when she stopped by …"

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled, making him laugh. I didn't want to even think about the idea of him being with my sister and the girl I was falling for.  

"So, who was it with?" he asked.

"Lacy."

Dylan laughed again. "With another girl or guy?"

"Guy."

"Damn. Someone we know?"

"Yeah, Joe."

"Joe?" he exclaimed. "That lucky SOB."

"He got lucky alright. Several times."

"I want to know everything that happened, play by play, for every fucking second. Literally."

I couldn't help my smile. "That might take a while, since it went on most of the night."

"All night?" he exclaimed.

"Yeah. Lacy sucked my dick on the couch while Joe ate her out then fucked her from behind, then Joe and I switched positions. After that, we restrained her wrists and gagged her so we could both fuck her at the same time. I swear the woman was so loud we just knew my neighbors were going to complain. Then I went to shower while they fucked. Lacy showered, then she climbed on me and we fucked. Joe and Lacy sixty-nined, and finally Joe fucked her while she sucked me off again. On Sunday morning I woke up to the two of them fucking like wild animals, which I admit pissed me off. He left, Lacy stayed, and the two of us fucked a few more times."

"Whoa. That sounds…seriously hot."

"It was. The woman is the sexiest damned thing I’ve ever seen."

"Was it awkward, you know, having another dude there?"

"That's the thing. Is it wrong that other than Sunday morning, I
liked
watching them? Seeing her so damn aroused just turns me on. I mean, watching her suck his dick while I fuck her, or having her suck me off while he fucks her is so goddamn hot. Is that strange?"

Dylan shook his head but didn't comment.

"You sure?"

He nodded wordlessly.      

"She likes it rough, like for us to hold her down and take her hard. I almost feel bad for not only doing that sort of shit to her, but actually enjoying it too. Does that make me an asshole?"

Dylan shook his head again. "Hell no, not if that's what she likes and wants. There's a time for making love and then there's a time for hardcore fucking. Both are awesome in their own ways."

"I know that."

"Do you know the difference? Because I didn't until …"

"Don't fucking say it!" I interrupted.

"Your sister showed me the light,” he crooned, as he quick stepped around the table.

"I’m going to kick your ass," I threatened, but he ignored me.                                      

"Fucking is great and all, but the other," he said shaking his head. "It's unbelievable, and like nothing you've felt before because you've both got to be at the same…I don’t know, emotional place at the exact same time. And when you are, everything just clicks into place and feels right. Even though I might sound like a chick, its life altering, because you know you'll never have that sort of moment with anyone else…which is why you beg her to marry you."

"But what if that person wants other men too?"

"I don't know," he said with a shrug. "Lacy's probably just sowing her wild oats or whatever."

"Did I tell you she just broke up with Zack Bradford?"

"You can't mean
the
Zack Bradford. That's probably a pretty common name."

"There's only one Zack Bradford that's a quarterback for the Wildcats. I met him the other night at
Sin
when he showed up trying to get Lacy back."

"So,
you're
with the girl that Zack motherfucking Bradford wants? Holy shit!"

"Yeah, he apparently cheated on her. Several times. So she doesn't want a serious relationship any time soon."

"I could see that."

"And her dad cheated on her mom for years before they finally separated."

"So she's got major trust issues when it comes to men?"

"Yeah. I wonder if that's why she wants threesomes. So that she's not the one getting screwed over."

"She's just the one getting screwed," he laughed.

"Yeah. I told her I was okay with her dating other people for now, because she said she still wants to see me too."

"You'd be a fool not to take whatever she offers. I mean, you know I love your sister and think she's the most beautiful woman ever. But Lacy is damn hot. If you ask me, she's worth sharing with whoever the hell she says she wants."

"Yeah, that's how I feel too."

...

Lacy

I was completely naked. My arms were stretched as far as they could go, as were my legs. I had a soft gag in my mouth, waiting to see what Joe was going to do to me next.

After work, we'd made a pit stop at the sex shop and picked up a few new toys. Things like the restraints and the butt plug he was slipping into my ass, and the nipple clamps he'd put on me just a few seconds before.

"Now," he said, "All that's left to take care of is your pussy. It needs something in it. Do you want my fingers, tongue or dick?" he asked, even though I was gagged. I hoped the question was rhetorical, as I couldn't even begin to make an intelligible word.

"I think I'll start with my tongue and fingers," he said. His head lowered between my thighs, that were stretched wide open by the restraints. I sobbed in bliss when his tongue went to work while his fingers penetrated me. I couldn't move my hips like my body wanted, and inside it almost hurt as the pressure built and exploded out of me.

I forced my eyes open when I felt the gag being removed, and found Joe kneeling beside my head. After the material was free he straddled my face and pushed the tip of his cock to my lips. "Open wide so I can fuck your mouth. If you like it rough then I'm not going to go easy on you," he warned. "Are you sure that's what you want?"

I nodded and smiled before running my tongue over his dripping slit. "You know I like it rough."

"Then breathe through your nose baby, because I'm gonna shove my cock so far down your throat you're gonna choke on it. You ready?"

I nodded and then he was leaning forward, filling my mouth with his hard length. After he'd pushed all the way in he lowered his upper body until his palms were both flat on the mattress above my head, as if he were doing a push up. One of his hands reached down to cup the back of my head when he began to move, thrusting his hips forward and pulling back. Just as he'd promised, he was fucking my mouth the same way he fucked my pussy.

In and out of my mouth he went, his pace quickening until I really was choking on his length. With my arms and legs retrained I was at his mercy. He let up his pace and pressure as soon as he knew I was uncomfortable. But I actually liked it, him dominating me and forcing himself down my throat. It turned me on in ways it shouldn't. My insides even started to clench in pleasure even though he wasn't touching me intimately.

Joe's palm held my head, forcing my mouth all the way down to the base of his cock. I sucked him with long, deep pulls until he came down my throat with a loud growling roar above me. Surprisingly, my own release quaked through me at the exact same time. My very first blow job induced orgasm.

Joe sat up and pulled his now limp cock out of my mouth, his broad, sexy chest rising and falling rapidly.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Oh yeah. I just came."

"You came? While sucking my dick?" he laughed. I nodded. "That's probably the first time in history that's ever happened, you little slut."

I wasn't offended by him calling me a slut. He said it like a term of endearment, and I knew he only meant it in reference to all the kinky things I'd been doing with him. And with Will. Will, who I hadn't heard from since Sunday morning when I left his apartment.

"Hey, turn that frown upside down. You know I don't think you're anything even close to a slut. Hell, you're probably the least slutty girl I know. But you get off on being a freak with me, don't you?"

"Yeah, it's not that. Will hasn't called me."

"Oh…I'm sorry. He's probably just giving you space since you said you wanted to see other people. You should call him," Joe said, stretching out beside me on the bed.

"No, I'll wait and let him call me when he's ready."

"I'm sure he will. And in the meantime, I'll keep you distracted," he said, leaning over to kiss me. When he pulled back, he took off one of my nipple clamps and replaced it with his mouth. I jerked and squirmed as much as I could while being tied down. He bit me and sucked my nipple so hard he formed red hickies before he went and did the same thing on the other side. "Let me know when you want out of the restraints," he said.

"Only after you have your wicked way with me over and over again," I told him. He growled in response.

"I think I'll eat your pussy some more since you gave me a helluva blowjob, then I'll probably fuck you, turn you over, and beat your ass until you come again." 

Joe kept to his promise, except for the beating my ass part. When he rolled me over he started playing with the butt plug and got distracted. He fucked me until we both passed out a little after one a.m. I knew tomorrow was going to be a long day at the office. At least my boss would be in a good mood, even if he was sleepy.