Castles Burning Part Two (8 page)

I squeezed my eyes shut as the liquid warmed my
throat and stomach, instantly searing to my groin and warming my insides, we followed the shots with a wedge of lime. It seemed only moments had passed before I was overjoyed at how much fun I was having. I was away from it all, away from all of the shit I’d been trying to escape, trying to forget. Jessica pulled me to the dance floor with her, she blew a kiss back to Tyler who was standing by Dean, both holding dark beers and chatting with Chief and the HT’s. I floated out to the dance floor behind her

Jessica and I began to move methodically to the music, I felt it swimming through my
veins; the thundering bass seemed to carry across the hard floors and vibrate up my legs and into my soul. I vaguely noticed Chief talking to Dean, they were standing away from the others who were going to a table, Chief was watching us carefully and seemed like he might be chastising Dean, and when Tyler joined them, he got some of it too, before Chief left them to join the others at the table. The lights danced in my eyes, everything seemed beautiful and bodies moved in waves around us, I looked at Jessica and noticed that her brow was a little damp.

“Are you okay?” I asked her over the music.

“Yeah, but I think I should drink some water.” She said, and I followed her to the table the guys were now occupying.

Cross’s eyes were glassy and he was grinning like a fool as I walked over to him, he held his arm out and I sat on his lap, picking
up a glass of water and taking a few swallows before kissing him on his cheek. I was oddly thirsty as well, I thought as I watched Jessica chug an entire glass of water and Tyler laughed at her when she grinned at him, her large teeth gleaming in the club lights.

“You looked great out there.” Dean
said close to my ear, his chin resting on my shoulder.

“Thanks.” I said, smiling at him flirtatiously. “Where are we going next?” I asked.

“Next two floors.” Tank said, slamming his beer to the wooden table that was sticky with previously spilled drinks.

“I’m so wasted
.” I moaned. Chief was at the far end of the table and his eyes watched me carefully as he swigged his beer. “If it’s okay with you guys, want to do the next two floors tomorrow night?” I asked, looking at Dean.

He pulled my hair over my shoulder
, staring at my skin; he touched his lips to my neck softly. My body instantly responded in its on volition; my back arched away from him, my head fell back to his shoulder and my mouth slightly opened as his touch sent electricity shooting through me. I clenched my teeth when his fingers were on my collar bone; I sat up and turned slightly on his lap to look at him. His dark eyes were searing into my soul and I felt overwhelmed with need for him. What did I take?

“Let’s finish our drinks and then head back to the suite if Jessica and Ty are ready.” He s
aid. I nodded at him, my senses starting to feel more delicate with each passing second.

***

              Jessica and I stumbled off the elevator and into our suite, our high heels hooked over our fingers. I dropped my purse with my shoes near the elevator and followed Dean to one of the flat settees, he held his hand out to me and I straddled him. I brought my hands to his face, slowly moving them along his jaw, feeling his presence on my skin seconds before I touched him. I marveled at him before bringing my lips to his, they tasted sweet, like ripened fruit. His hands traveled up and down my back slowly before he slid them down my thighs, my head was swimming. I pulled away from him and looked at him, my lips felt numb, but his eyes were mesmerizing, I stared at him for a moment, he was like an angel. His beautiful facial features were magical; I traced my finger over his eyebrow, down his jaw, and across his bottom lip before I leaned forward to kiss his neck. Every pore on his body seemed to hold a small fleck of glitter, it called to me to be kissed, licked, and touched. I explored his face as if it were a masterwork of art.

             
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” He asked his Adams apple moving slightly as he swallowed.

I slowly slid my body down
until I was laid across his lap. I stared up at him, my head propped up on my hand, my elbow resting on the sofa. Dean’s hand slid up my side and he licked his lip as he gazed down at me, as if I were the most exquisite thing in the world.

             
“Good lord, doesn’t she have a beautiful back?” Jessica asked from behind me, she and Tyler were sitting on the opposite sofa; she rose and walked over to Dean and me slowly. Tyler stayed on the couch watching intently.

Jessica
smiled at Dean, and sunk to her knees beside his legs; he regarded her carefully as she reached her hand across his knees, and slid her fingers up the open slit of the back of my dress. Her fingers sent tingles along my skin, causing the tiny hairs to rise to attention; I pulled my lower lips through my teeth as her fingers slid up to the single button that held my dress closed at my neck. I watched Dean’s eyes harden on Jessica as she worked over me and I knew he wanted her… not as much as he wanted me, but he was curious. Of course he wanted her; she was a tall, beautiful blonde, who wouldn’t be curious? But something told me that she wasn’t after Dean. His eyes turned back to mine and he dipped his head to kiss my lips, soft moans of delight and appreciation whispered from his lips and over mine as he tasted them.

Jessica’s fingers hovered against my skin, and then
she gently undid the small button at the nape of my neck, letting the red filmy material separate. She flattened her hand between my shoulder blades, and slid the top portion of my shirt over my shoulders to fall, exposing my breasts; Dean was watching my face carefully his hands sliding up and down my back the entire time. Tyler couldn’t see my breasts, but he could see everything else, I loved being watched, and I felt exhilarated. My head swam with possibilities and desires as Jessica’s palm, as rough as a man’s from the work she did in her shop, slid down my back. I felt Dean pressed hard against my side as I lay across him with my eyes closed; I slid my hand over his erection as he looked down at me and watched as Jessica continued to stroke my soft skin. I felt as if sparks were flying out of me and connecting with every living being in the room. My fingers easily unhooked Dean’s dress pants, his eyes found mine and I locked my eyes with his as I slowly sat up, my top falling down to my waist. I straddled him once again and took his face into my hands as I kissed him deeply, his hands traced lines over my exposed back and I moaned as the contact sent my blood boiling.

I pulled on Dean’s lower lip as he broke our kiss, he bent his head and took my left breast into his hand and grazed my nipple with his teeth, his eyes still burning into mine as he su
cked hard. I cried out and heat rushed between my legs, I squeezed Dean’s forearm and he grinned at me wickedly. I felt Jessica’s hand sliding along my leg as she sat languidly at our side, watching us; her head propped on her hand as she sat beside the sofa. I turned to her, still sitting on Dean’s lap and kissed her softly on the corner of her mouth, she smiled sweetly at me and moved her hand up my thigh. She took the three clasps at the left side of my skirt and undid them quickly while I kissed Dean. I ground against him, noticing my own wetness as I did so, he let out a low growl, and I felt it reverberating as his mouth sought out my breasts again, harder this time. Jessica’s hand was between my knees, her fingers softly sliding up and down the soft skin of my inner thigh, I sat up and looked back at Tyler, who was watching carefully on the sofa, I held my hand out to him.

“Come here baby.” I whispered to
him, holding my hand out to him, my head swimming with love and happiness.

Tyler
stood, his erection very taut against his pants as he sauntered over, his pants hanging perfectly on his tapered hips. I stood and let my dress fall as I rose up on my tip toes to kiss him sweetly, his large hands nearly closing around my waist as he bent down to kiss me. When I pulled away from him and looked back at Dean his pants were off, his shirt open and Jessica was naked, kneeling beside the couch watching me and Tyler. My stomach fluttered and I almost giggled as joy tore through me for a second. I turned and walked back to Dean, he captured my hips as I placed one knee beside him and rested it on the sofa, he brought his lips to kiss my stomach as my other knee straddled him and I lowered myself over him. His hand travelled slowly up my back and into my hair. I rested my forehead on his as he slid inside me and I began to move over him, sensation sparkling through me, my hand rested on the side of his jaw as I rode him slowly, feeling every connection of our bodies in an exaggerated state of euphoria.

Jessica was beside us
, sitting on the couch now, her face one of awe and wonder as she watched Dean and I. He held my hair away from my face, pinning it back with his hands at my neck while he stared into my eyes, pleasure rippled through me, my thighs were quivering as if I’d run ten miles. Jessica reached out tentatively and slid her hand along my side, and around to grasp my breast. When I didn’t stop her she moved her hand down to my belly as I continued to slide up and down Dean’s length. His face was a picture of abandon, his mouth was open a little and his brow was creased. Jessica let her fingers roam to my clitoris briefly before she withdrew her hand and disappeared behind me again. I ground myself against Dean with a groan as he looked up at my breasts, I quickly came around him, my eyes squeezing shut as I shook over him, his hands holding my face tightly to his, warm fluid spreading beneath me.

“Oh my God Dean!” I cried
quietly.

“You are so incredible.” He said into my lips as he kissed me.

Our bodies were slick with sweat and my body was humming with elation. Tyler came around the side of the couch and I reached out to him, grasping his hands in mine as Dean moved further under me; he was practically off the couch and I watched his gorgeous features as he stared down in awe, watching as he slowly thrust in and out of me. Tyler was standing before me and I slid my hand up his hard chest, and then slowly peeled the fabric away, Jessica was watching us from her place beside Dean and I on the couch, her hand had found my sex again and she was watching Dean enter me as if she were witnessing a miracle. Tyler sprang from his pants as he removed them, I took in his lithe body, tattoos covered most of it; they sprawled down his torso to his perfectly tailored pubic hair. He was tall and his arms and legs were long, but what was most beautiful about him was his uncut cock. I licked my lips at the sight of him and as I grasped his thick shaft in my hand and started to slide it up and down his length I marveled at how his skin slid easily along his length, it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Dean’s hands still held my waist as I moved over him and Jessica was watching me carefully as I stroked her man. She sat up on her knees and back on her heels so she was right beside me, she timidly reached out a hand and placed it on Tyler’s hip. I held on to him firmly as she leaned forward to take him into her mouth, tucking her hair behind her ear and then slowly pulled her mouth down his length, barely taking half of him into her mouth. When she took him again I pressed on the back of her head gently.

“Relax your throat.” I said stroking her hair, “Like you’re swallowing a big mouthful
of peanut butter.” I applied pressure again until Tyler slid down her throat; I grinned up at him and watched his brow furrow and his mouth form an “O” as he watched her move over him.

“Just breathe through your nose.” I told her.

She worked over him with abandon, her hands exploring his body and soft moans escaping her as she did so.

My body was singing, every fiber of my being was humming, I felt Dean’s hands tighten around my waist and I was shoved off of him
suddenly. In an instant my back was on the sofa and he hovered over me, staring down at my chest, holding his palm only an inch from my skin. His blonde hair fell over his forehead as he drifted his hand over my body, moving it slowly from my heart to my throat, his dark eyes marveling in its journey.

“I can feel your heat.” He said,
his eyes glittering with desire as he leaned down to kiss me.

I reached down to str
oke him before I guided him inside me. I held my knees at my sides, resting my toes on the tops of his thighs, as he slid his hands up and down my body, lighting my skin with fire. He moved slowly for only a moment before he turned me over and repositioned himself behind me. When he plunged forward; I tried to move a lock of my hair from my face, but as I reached up Dean snatched my hand and pinned it behind my back. I grinned like the Cheshire cat and let my face fall to the back leather, the soft plush carpet felt wonderful under my knees. Dean let out another growl and I knew that he was letting go, I reveled in it, and curled my back more to meet his powerful thrusts, his balls slapping my clitoris. He was gripping my skin harshly and my free hand found the one that was clawing at me. He released my flesh as soon as I touched his hand.

“
No it’s ok, I want you to.” I panted softly, flipping my hair over my shoulder and looking back at him. He squeezed again before he popped my butt once and I wiggled it playfully and grinned at him. “Yes.” I said, he slapped my behind again and I let my eyes close as I ground against him, biting my lip as I opened my eyes and met his again. “I love it.” I told him letting my lip slide through my teeth.

He put his hand between my shoulder blades and slowly
pressed me back down to the sofa, he pulled his short nails down my spine; I arched my back as goose bumps broke out all over my body sending a shiver through me.