Falling Free: What happens in Vegas... (The Fall Series) (7 page)

The sheer torture send Cole over
the edge. He grabbed Sadie’s hips grinding her down onto his boxers. The
alarmed look on her face reminded me that he was breaking the rules, but she
recovered quickly and slid herself back and forth over the length of his cock
several times while looking him in the eye.

I’d never felt so dirty, and
defiled and completely aroused all at once, and I suddenly wondered if Parker
was feeling it, too. His low shallow breathing stopped temporarily as I slid my
hand further up his thigh. The way his cock spring up to meet my touch pleased
me, and I grasped it in my fingers and began stroking it through his pants. He
responded immediately by unzipping them and allowing me full access to his hard
length.

Parker’s body tensed as I stroked
him from the base all the way to the tip and back down again. We continued to
watch as Sadie went to her knees alongside Lexi, and they each tugged one side
of Cole’s pants then his boxers until his cock sprang free. Their tongues met
at the thick round tip mingling together for a moment before taking turns licking
up and down his shaft.

Cole was leaned back in the chair
with his mouth opened slightly and his legs spread out in front of him. His
hands grasped the sides of the chair as if was resisting the urge to grab the
girls by their hair and thrust himself forcefully between their eager lips.

I ran my finger over the sticky
fluid oozing from Parker’s cock and spread it down his shaft. I felt it thicken
in my hand as I stroked faster until he grabbed my hand firmly, stopping my
movements. I looked at him, taking in every detail. His eyes were slightly
closed, his mouth parted. He pulled my arm close to him guiding me onto his
lap, and my eyes opened wide in shock.

His voice was low and needy, “I
want you right here. Do you want me?” He found his answer as his hand slid up
my thigh, and his fingers dipped into the wetness between my legs. He pulled me
into his kiss and groaned, catching my bottom lip roughly between his teeth. I
was wild with desire. There was no thinking now, only feeling.

His voice was coarse in my ear. “Turn
around and straddle me on your knees.”

I immediately did as he asked. I
closed my eyes, hovering over him as his hands traveled up to squeeze my
nipples through my dress then down to the hem hiking it up to the bottom of my butt
cheeks. He pulled my panties aside and began stroking my clit with two fingers,
dragging my wetness up and around it in a delicious friction. I rocked against
him, and the pressure started building. As I reached back and grabbed his arms
to brace myself for my orgasm he plunged deep inside me, causing me to cry out.
Parker grabbed my hips and slammed me down around him, filling me over and
over. My body radiated with pure pleasure as I opened my eyes to take in the dirty
tantalizing scene once again.

The girls were taking turns deep
throating Cole’s cock. Clear strings of saliva glistened in the dim light as
each one took his thick length all the way down. Cole’s held the back of
Sadie’s hair. She continued to suck him as Lexi pushed his legs open wider and
began to lick and suck at his balls. When he slammed into Sadie’s mouth, she
pulled away just in time. Both girls kneeled in front of him as he grasped his
cock firmly in his hand and shot thick streams of come on their waiting
tongues.

Just then my orgasm ripped
through me, and I contracted wildly around Parker’s cock. He squeezed my
thighs, and I felt him throbbing between my legs as he came hard, expelling
every last drop of his hot liquid.

My body was on fire. I watched
the girls kiss, mingling Cole’s come between their tongues. Cole was watching
too, his mouth wide open and panting from exertion. He finally looked over just
as Parker lifted me from his lap.

He smiled, and for some reason I
knew that Parker had that devilish grin on his face. The girls grabbed their
skimpy attire from the floor and walked out as Cole and Parker began to zip
their pants. We were silent as we slowly took in the events that just occurred.

Parker spoke first. “Are you
ready?” he asked. I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or Cole, but I answered
anyway.

“I’m ready.” My body longed for
more, and I hoped that Parker wanted to get back to his suite as much as I did.
I was soaked and needy. I had never been more aroused in my life.

“Let’s go” Cole said, and I
wondered briefly what he meant.
Was he
coming with us?

CONFESSIONS

We rode in silence back to
Parker’s suite. All the while I was wondering if we would drop Cole at his car
somewhere along the way. Although we didn’t speak, the atmosphere was more
intimate than before. Earlier, Cole sat across from us, but now I sat in the
middle between both men with their thighs pressed against mine. Every turn
brought us closer to Parker’s hotel, and I began to realize that Cole was coming
back with us.

The alcohol was wearing off, and my
nerves were returning. I crossed my legs and shifted in my seat to get comfortable.
Parker looked at me and grabbed my knee, gently uncrossing my legs. He ran his
hand up my thigh just under the hem of my dress. My body tensed. I felt Cole’s
hand on my other thigh stroking gently, and fear and desire battled in my mind.
This was all new to me. I had only seen things like this on pornos. I never
imagined myself participating. But here I was. This was really happening. I
came here on a mission, and I wasn’t about to stop now. If it pleased Parker
then I was one day closer to the $300,000 that I came here for. And besides, I
never felt so exhilarated or so free. My body ached for more.

In the elevator Parker leaned
against the back wall and pulled my back to his chest. His hands cupped my
breasts as Cole pinned me back against him began kissing me deeply. My body
tingled with desire secretly admitting I wanted them both.

Suddenly, Parker’s voice came out
of nowhere, “Red.”

I giggled at first as it didn’t
make sense, but then I noticed something had changed. He was stern, and his
hand was planted firmly against Cole’s chest pushing him away from me. Cole put
his hands in the air and stepped back immediately. I whirled around to look at
Parker in confusion. He looked conflicted.

“What the hell just happened?” I
demanded as Cole turned toward the door.

“I can’t do it, Lo. I can’t let
you do this. You’re drunk. We already went too far, and you might regret it.”

I was furious. “What do you mean
you can’t
let me
do this? This was your idea, remember? And in case you
haven’t noticed, Parker, I do what I want. I don’t require your permission.”

The elevator doors opened and
Cole stepped into the hall in front of Parker’s suite. Just as I was about to
step out, Parker caught my arm and slammed the panel of buttons on the wall. When
the door closed, he loosened his grip on my arm and his voice softened.

“Lo, I don’t know why, but I
can’t do it. I can’t let him touch you. I’m sorry.”

The door opened abruptly to Cole
standing in the hallway waiting for an explanation. “Hey, I’m out of here. Why
don’t you two go inside and finish this so I can take the elevator.”

“No!” I shot over my shoulder.

Parker spoke at the same time,
“Fine.” But neither of us moved an inch, and he pushed the button again in
frustration.

I straightened my dress and stood
tall and defiant. “I want to do this, Parker, so what’s the problem?”

“The problem is
I can’t
do
this! Don’t you get it? I care about you, Lo. I feel like I’m losing my fucking
mind seeing you like this, having you like this. I want it, but I just can’t do
it. You might regret it. You might hate me when it’s over. I can’t take the
chance. And seeing another man touch you…fuck! I don’t think I can…”

The doors slid open once more,
and Cole looked like he wanted to run as far away from us as he could. His
hands were in his pockets and he stretched his neck from side to side before
looking up at the ceiling.

“One more minute,” I yelled, and
this time I pushed the button. When the doors closed I grabbed Parker’s hand.
“Listen, I’ll admit, I’m scared to death. I never thought I’d do something like
this. Ever.” I looked at the floor. “But I’m not as drunk as you think. I know
what I’m doing. I’m here in Vegas with you, and as much as I’ve tried to deny
it, in some twisted way I care about you, too. I don’t know how that makes this
seem right, but somehow it does. I want to know you. The real you. All of you.
This is part of who you are.”

Parker hung his head and squeezed
my hand tightly. “I don’t know what to say, but I know I can’t do this right
now, okay?”

I was frustrated and angry, but
he was right. The mood was ruined, and I’m sure Cole felt the same way. He avoided
eye contact as we quickly traded places when the elevator doors opened again.

Parker called out, “See you
tomorrow night,” and the doors closed. It was over. I followed Parker into the
suite and sat on the couch to gather my thoughts. That’s when the reality of
what happened started to sink in. I had sex with Parker at a strip club in
front of strangers, and I was seconds away from having a threesome with one of
his best friends. I buried my face in my hands. What was wrong with me?

The couch shifted as Parker slid
in beside me and scooped me into his lap. I buried my face against his chest
and my eyes filled up with tears. He stroked my hair softly for a few minutes
in silence before he asked, “Lo, are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I answered in a barely
audible whisper.

“This is exactly what I was
afraid of.” He inhaled deeply into my hair as if he were trying to breathe me
in, and his arms circled me tighter. “I don’t expect you to understand this.
It’s fucked up. I’m fucked up…” he paused, “Remember what I said about sex and
love being two different things?”

I nodded my head slowly against
his chest. I was painfully sober and hanging on his every word, both fearing
what he was about to admit and needing to hear it more than ever.

“Love scares me, Lo. I saw what
it did to my parents. The fighting, the failed marriages after. Growing up I
never felt safe. I couldn’t wait to get the fuck away from both of them, so I
went off to college and never looked back. I stayed busy, got involved in a
fraternity and sports, but I always felt alone. I thought about you. You were
the only girl I ever felt…like I wanted to love.”

I lifted my head slowly and
strained to see his face in the dim light. His eyes looked glassy, and he
gently brushed a tear from my cheek and continued. “I partied a lot, and the
girls seemed to be there whether I looked for them or not, “he laughed. “The
sex got crazy in college. Threesomes were almost routine, and I let it fill
some need inside of me, like a drug.”

I was stroking his arm gently as
he spoke.
Finally!
I felt like I was getting some insight into what had
happened to him all these years. He was finally revealing some of the many
layers of Parker Blackwell, and I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted him to know
I wasn’t judging him. That I wanted to hear more.

“Then what?” I asked softly.

“
Then
I made a decision. I
decided I would get what I needed through sex. The crazier the better.” His
finger traced my cheek tilting my chin so ours met. “But when I saw you again
something changed. I wanted you. I wanted to see if your wild side still
existed, and I imagined what it would be like to see you unravel…in my world. I
think I saw a little bit of that tonight.”

His dimples made a sudden
appearance. I smiled and looked down, embarrassed to admit he was right. All
that bad boy charm, those emerald green eyes staring at me as he confessed
things I was willing to bet nobody else in this world had ever heard, it was
almost a crime for this beautiful man to be so conflicted. He was bad for me
and so fucking irresistible at the same time.

“Then something else happened.
For the first time I wanted more. I wasn’t prepared for any of this,” he let
out a sigh. “I care about you, Lo. I care about how you feel, what you want,
and I especially care about what you think of me. I can’t to lie to you about
who I am. Am I making any fucking sense, here, or do you think I’m an idiot?”

I laughed to relieve the tension
and wiped the tears from my cheeks. “I think it’s all crazy, and I don’t know
why, but it makes perfect sense.” And it did. Now I understood why he hired the
escorts. They were a defense mechanism, a way to relieve his loneliness and
still protect himself from falling in love. Somehow knowing this made me feel
closer to him, and I wasn’t afraid. I wanted to go deeper into his world than
ever before.

“I don’t want to hurt you. You’re
not like me, Lo. I’ve never felt more comfortable being myself then when I’m
with you, and I don’t want that to change. So, you’ll either be okay with this
sick twisted side of me or you won’t, but you have to know the truth if there’s
any chance in hell that we could ever be…more.”

More. There was that word again. I
knew it was hard for him to say out loud. More. It kept repeating in my mind
like the hypnotic rhythm of a song that I just couldn’t shake. More. It’s funny
that I thought of the very same word to describe him and the way that he made
me feel. But what did more look like with a man like Parker Blackwell? Designer
clothes, limousines, sex in public places, threesomes?  Our worlds couldn’t be
further apart. This was temporary to me. My world was back in Michigan, and
until just days ago I always knew exactly what my more would look like. It’s funny
how things can change in the blink of an eye.