Authors: Wynter Daniels
Tony took her hand and spun her around to face him. “Josh was supposed to be sleeping.”
She studied his expression and was relieved to pick up no sign of jealousy or anger. Would he hate her if he knew what her fantasy involved? And what if it got out somehow? Her reputation would surely suffer. The roles she was offered could dwindle.
But why should it even matter? This was her personal life and had no bearing on the job she did, the empire she ran. So many people counted on her for their living. If she made one wrong decision, took one misstep, they could all be out of a job. That sobering responsibility was the biggest reason she needed this respite every year. The last thing she ought to be thinking about now was protecting those around her. This was her me time. And she only had two weeks of it. If she didn’t go for this now, she might never work up the nerve again.
She grabbed her towel from the chair and wiped off as much water as she could then handed it to Tony. “Josh slept on the flights. Maybe he’s not tired. Maybe he wants to get laid, too.”
Tony raised an eyebrow as he dried his legs then dropped the towel back onto the chaise lounge. “I got here first.” He pulled her against his chest and moved her hand to his hard-on. “And I’m ready now.”
Hopes of a threesome today dissipated like steam into the air. But there was always tomorrow. Through the soaked fabric of his shorts she traced the contours of his rigid cock. “Who put you in charge?”
He shut his eyes and released a soft moan. “You have a problem with that?”
“Not at all.” Hot need spiraled through her.
“Inside,” he murmured. “Now.”
Exhilarated by his commanding tone and his heady scent, she threaded her fingers through his and let him lead her into the house. “My room?” she asked.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked her head closer and kissed her like a pirate plundering a long sought treasure. Her chest heaved as his tongue sparred with hers. His grip on her hair tightened, then released. Heat surged between her legs.
He cupped her breasts, tugged painfully on her sensitive nipples. A tidal wave of lust nearly knocked her over.
“My room.” A wicked grin played on his lips as he dropped his hands to his side. “Now!”
Did he sense her need to have someone else take the reins? She climbed the stairs, heart thumping like a bass drum. Glancing side to side at the landing, she felt quick sparks of regret shoot through her when she didn’t see Josh around. But she had a feeling Tony wouldn’t disappoint.
He marched past her and led the way to the second door on the right, pushed it open. Desire heightened her awareness as she slid by him, closer than necessary, rubbing her ass along his crotch.
“Take off your swimsuit.” He shut the door then shucked off his wet shorts. His erection sprang free. “And get on the bed.”
Her breath caught in her throat as she peeled away her suit, slowly, savoring the way his chest rose and fell, how his eyes caressed her body. His mouth opened and his gaze narrowed as it followed her every move.
A tiny drop of seed formed on the head of his cock and she wanted to lick it off, use her tongue to spread it around. She rolled her bathing suit down her legs, kicked it away, then backed onto the bed.
Tony crouched beside his suitcase, dug inside and removed a foil packet. “On your knees.” He came closer, set the condom on the table by the bed then circled around her like a lion stalking its prey.
She flinched at the first hard slap on her bare ass. By the tenth, she was smiling and her pussy was slick with moisture.
“Turn around.” His voice was soft, but commanding, totally in control and she loved it.
She did as he said and sat back on her thighs, facing him. He moved close, leading with his erection, and stopped inches from her mouth. His cock was perfect, gently curved with a head that looked almost heart shaped. She knew what he craved, she loved giving head nearly as much as guys seemed to enjoy receiving it, but he’d have to make her do it. The game was too enticing.
“You want to touch it, don’t you?” He set his hands on his waist and stared down at her.
She lifted an eyebrow and gave him a demure shrug.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he jerked her head back. “Open your mouth.”
Licking her lips, she cupped her hand over his balls, wrapped her other fist around the shaft and grinned when she felt him pulse with raw need. Another bead of semen oozed from the slit. She used her thumb to spread it around, then licked it off her finger as she stared up into his eyes.
He took her wrists, pulled her hands off him. “I told you to open your mouth.” Grinning wickedly, he nudged his cock against her closed lips. He smelled like saltwater and pure man.
Feigning innocence, she took in the head, lapped him like a lollipop as he groaned his appreciation. She flicked her tongue along his length, sucked him all the way inside and raked her teeth lightly over his taut skin. He hissed out a breath through clenched teeth as she slid him in and out. When he withdrew, she looked up at him, puzzled.
“Lie on your back,” he instructed. Apparently she didn’t comply fast enough because he slapped her hard on her ass.
The sting just made her wetter. Baiting him, she backed away. “No.” She chewed on her lower lip, anticipating another whack.
Instead, he grabbed her arms and in a swift move, set her face-down over his lap. “Now you get a real spanking.”
What if Josh heard? But as quickly as she’d thought about the question, she knew the answer. Deep down, she hoped he did hear.
She’d never even dreamt she’d like this so much. The idea had always sounded so deviant, but here, with her reality all but a distant memory, it felt righter than right.
Tony smoothed a hand over her back, slow and gentle, then he suddenly slapped her ass, good and hard. She felt her pussy grow even slicker with the thick cream of her arousal. She spread her legs a little, enough so he’d notice.
His deep, throaty laugh resonated through the room. “You’re not in charge here, Miss Sarah.”
She smiled against the bedclothes as a wave of anticipation gripped her.
Light as a feather, his fingers grazed the back of her thighs, slid between them. A shudder rolled over her skin. His gentle strokes after the harsh spanking somehow heightened her arousal even more.
He spread her wider, glided a finger along her wet folds, teased her rigid nub with a whisper-light touch. Her pussy vibrated with pent-up need. She wanted his fingers inside her, or his tongue. Better still, his cock.
“Tell me what you want, Sarah.” His voice was deep, commanding and it sent ribbons of pleasure spooling through her body, curling around her senses.
A sudden hard slap resonated in the quiet room. She lifted her ass higher, begging for more.
“Say it.” He eased a finger inside her, then another, like a delicious appetizer to whet her palette. Stroking and rubbing, he gradually increased his pace.
She rocked, tormented by delight and so close to the edge she could taste the sensations. “I want you inside me.”
When Tony stroked his thumb over her clit, every cell in her body hummed with electricity until her orgasm burst with the intensity of a tornado, shooting pleasure all through her. She writhed and quivered with carnal bliss. Like the aftershocks of an earthquake, it kept rolling. When her climax finally ebbed she sighed with satisfaction.
Tony withdrew his fingers, turned her over and raked his heated gaze over her body. A shiver of awareness rolled over her skin. Her nipples puckered and hardened to painful points under his stare.
A wicked grin lifted one corner of his mouth. Then he claimed one breast with his hand and strummed her nipple. He lowered his mouth to the other and stroked the areola with the tip of his tongue.
She let out a desperate whimper, begging him to suckle her. Using his teeth, he tugged on her sensitive peak. She arched against the pleasure, but now she wanted him to move his attention lower. Lifting her hips, she writhed to dissipate the heat building at her entrance.
Thankfully, he got the message. He spared her a devilish wink then slipped his hands between her thighs and spread her legs wide. He shifted lower then dragged his tongue along the outer edge of her lips, igniting new shockwaves of ecstasy. Nipping lightly at her skin, he growled like a predatory wolf about to devour her.
She needed to feel him deep inside her. “Fuck me, Tony, now. Please.”
Before she knew what was happening, he flipped her over again and spanked her ass, harder than before. “I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready.”
His breath heated her neck yet raised goose bumps all over her body. “Now get over here and suck my cock.”
His expression was feral as she crawled toward him, eying his rigid erection. It was deep red and seemed to pulse and buck. She clamped her mouth tight, completely enthralled in the game.
He pushed against her closed lips, forced it inside. She initially feigned resistance, but enjoyed every stroke as she lapped and licked, sucked and tasted.
Tony sighed his approval, plunged his fingers through her hair and grasped her head, turning it just so, setting the pace and rhythm. She cupped his balls, gave them a gentle squeeze and was rewarded with a deep moan.
Flicking her tongue along the shaft, she savored his salty taste. When he loosened his grasp on her hair, she moved her attention south and sucked his scrotum into her mouth as she closed her hand around his cock and stroked him up and down. He rewarded her with a low moan, music to her ears.
Tony reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the condom packet. He wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. Marin apparently had way more skills than just acting and singing. And she seemed to be enjoying herself immensely, particularly when he manhandled her.
Watching her lick his balls was the most erotic sight he’d ever seen. When he tore open the foil packet she lifted her gaze to his.
“Now I’m ready to fuck you.”
She scooted to the far corner of the bed, covered her tits with her hands, playing her submissive game again. He was so far beyond turned-on, she could play it any way she wanted. Eying her, he slid the condom on, tossed away the wrapper.
As he crawled toward her, she backed against the bedpost, clutched at it. “What are you going to do?” she asked in a small voice.
“I’m going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.”
Even though she cowered and shook her head, she couldn’t completely mask the smoldering fire in her eyes.
“You want me to steal it, don’t you?” He captured her wrists with one hand, turned her toward the post with the other. “Don’t you?”
“No!” But she lifted onto her knees, ready to for him to fill her up. He eased into her slick entrance from behind, then thrust deeper, tearing a gasp from her throat.
She tightened around his cock, pushed against him. They found their rhythm and moved as one.
Holy God, she’s so tight.
As he rode her, he reached around, found her pussy and started rubbing.
“Oh, my God.” She let out a whimper then convulsed as she came. Her intimate muscles contracted around his cock and he nearly lost control. His pleasure coiled tighter.
He quickened his thrusts, harder, deeper, faster until he couldn’t hold back anymore and he exploded in a rhapsody of delight. Marin milked him dry, squeezing him with talented muscles.
Finally he collapsed over her, spent and satisfied.
Tony’s eyes fluttered, then opened. He must have dozed off. The room was bathed in velvet shadows. Rolling over, an emptiness settled in his gut when he found the bed empty.
“You’re finally awake.”
He followed the sound of Marin’s voice to the bathroom doorway. She leaned against the frame, a hand on her hip, completely nude and beautiful. Her hair was damp and she’d put those glasses back on. Somewhere deep inside he resented that she was hiding behind a disguise. The emotion made no sense since he also concealed his true identity. Pushing the thought from his mind, he patted the bed. “Come here. Why’d you get up?”
“I needed a shower.” She started toward him, swinging her hips, moving with the grace of a dancer.
“I need you—now.” He threw back the covers to show her how much. Sitting up, he swung his feet over the side of the bed.
She stepped between his thighs, set her hands on his shoulders. “You’re a stern taskmaster. I like that.” Climbing onto his lap, she kissed him.
“I noticed.” He inhaled her clean scent, glided his hands along the silky skin on her back and hips. They both froze when a knock at the door came. He felt her stiffen.
“Yeah?” He settled a hand on her ass.
“Everything okay in there?” Josh asked.
Marin glanced toward the door, biting her bottom lip. He could practically see the wheels turning in her head. She wanted Josh to join them but was afraid to voice it.
He smoothed her hair away from her face. “You want me to invite him in, don’t you?”
Shock registered in her eyes a moment before giving way to excitement. She nodded slowly. “I think I do.”
He thought about watching Josh touch her, watching her touch Josh and his hard-on grew more rigid. Yeah. Maybe he wanted it, too.
He grinned at her, shook his head. “Come on in, Josh.”
The expression on Josh’s face told her he wasn’t terribly surprised by the sight of her and Tony, buck-naked on the bed.
Josh’s gaze slowly slid along her body, lifting her excitement another dozen notches. Then he fixed her with a sexy-as-sin stare. He pulled the toothpick out of his mouth and tossed it into the trashcan. “Are you inviting me to join you?”
“Sarah and I were just getting started,” Tony said, trailing a finger along her hip. “There are some condoms in my bag. Front pocket.” He pointed to his open suitcase and Josh hurried to it, fished out several foil packets.
The glint in Josh’s dark eyes heated Marin to the core. Her fantasy was actually going to come true. Anticipation hummed through her.
Josh lifted his T-shirt over his head and she sucked in a breath at his amazing chest, even though she’d caught a glimpse of it earlier. A heavy pulse settled in her pussy.
For some reason she didn’t find it odd when he posed like a bodybuilder in a competition. That body probably took years and years at the gym to build it into the work of art it was now. He dropped his shorts and his huge cock was already springing to life. She studied its slight curve and rounded head, a little different from Tony’s but just as enticing.
The fascination must have showed on her face because when he crossed the floor to the bed, he threaded his fingers through her hair and lowered his mouth to her ear. “You like what you see, princess?”
His hot breath landed on her neck, sent a shiver of excitement rolling across her skin. “I do.” His scent was different from Tony’s, soapy and clean.
She climbed off Tony’s lap and scooted onto the bed. Josh crawled toward her like a great hulking bear.
Anticipation engulfed her as she shut her eyes and tried to calm her pounding heart. Tony moved behind her and guided her back so she lay flat. Josh swept a long, slow gaze along her body, ratcheting up her temperature. His caramel skin glistened, even in the fading light.
He bent his head to her belly and kissed her skin. Delicious desire spread like wildfire. Taking one breast in a big hand, he suckled the other. Her pussy throbbed with renewed need.
She rolled her head back, reminded herself this wasn’t a dream as Josh trailed his tongue between her breasts, down her belly then pushed her legs apart. She could hardly breathe as he spread her wide and licked her folds.
Tony turned her face to his, kissed her mouth. Fiery bliss coursed through her veins as Josh sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue, causing the most delicious sensations. He curled his fingers into her hips and held her still.
Having them both pleasure her was like nothing she’d ever experienced. She wondered how much her body could handle without incinerating. Josh rubbed her cleft, moving flesh over bone as if he’d glimpsed her most private moments. She fisted her hands into the bedclothes as little shockwaves built to a fevered pitch. When Josh slid a finger deep inside her, her breath hitched and a powerful orgasm bloomed. She shook with ecstasy that went on and on.
When her orgasm ebbed, the men switched places. Not knowing what they were doing only heightened her lust.
Josh used his giant hands to knead her breasts and tug on her nipples. He thrust his plus-size hard-on against her cheek. She opened her mouth and took in as much as she could, flicking her tongue around it. He let out a deep moan that somehow fit with his huge size. She wondered if she could handle all of him.
Tony slipped on one of the condoms Josh had tossed onto the bed. Grasping both her ankles with one hand, Tony held her legs over to one side. Then he slipped inside her slowly, went deeper and deeper as he massaged her lips around his cock.
The sensation of having one man’s cock in her mouth and another man’s inside her pussy sent Marin over the edge. Her moans sounded deliciously desperate, even to her own ears. Her pleasure crested with a pounding intensity. She convulsed with waves of bliss, again and again. One of the guys said something she didn’t catch. Then Tony withdrew and Josh pulled his cock out of her mouth.
“Wh-what’s going on?” She suddenly felt empty, abandoned. She wanted them back, craved their touch.
Josh lifted her like a rag doll and sat her on his lap with her back to him. He slid several fingers inside her pussy, still slick and wet with her juices.
“You ready for the biggest cock you ever had, princess?” Then he replaced his fingers with his sheathed cock, pushing into her just deep enough that it hurt only for an instant. Then pain gave way to pleasure as he tunneled into her, going deeper with each stroke.
She leaned her head back against Josh’s chest and let the luxurious sensations rush through her. Tony kneeled in front of her, stroking his erection, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Tony cupped her breast, tugged at her nipple. Every cell in her body was on fire. She thought she knew every flavor of sexual pleasure, but her body had never throbbed with such intense ecstasy before.
Josh bent her forward and thrust into her from behind. She had to shift to the side to avoid his full length. When she lifted her head to search for Tony, he slid his cock into her mouth. Josh reached for her breasts, massaged and kneaded them, strummed her nipples.
“You love it, don’t you, princess?” Josh’s voice, a seductive rumble, only intensified her delight.
“Mm-hmm.” She couldn’t remember ever giving up as much control. The total surrender turned her on beyond anything she could have imagined. She clenched around Josh’s cock. A tsunami of building pleasure washed over her.
She but back a gasp as another powerful orgasm tore through her. She’d never come so many times, probably never would again. Josh leaned over and kissed the back of her neck as pure bliss coursed through her in rolling waves.
Tony pulled out of her mouth. Then he hijacked her gaze, held it firmly. And she knew he’d enjoyed her orgasm as much as he would his own. She’d never experienced such amazing satisfaction, as if she’d died and gone to heaven.
Josh’s thrusts grew quicker, more urgent. He grunted, then after one final, hard spasm, collapsed over her, panting. “Holy…mother…of God.” He withdrew, rolled over onto his back, chest still heaving.
“Now I get to fuck her,” Tony said. He climbed off the bed, circled to the other side and grabbed her hand, pulling her toward him. Knowing how much this turned her on made sharing her with Josh ten times more exciting.
He lay on his back and guided her onto his cock. Lifting her up and down on his erection, guiding her movements, he had to hold back or he’d come too soon. She was so wet and tight and perfect.
Josh crawled over and watched them for several seconds before positioning himself behind her and thumbing her nipples. She gasped, squeezed her eyes shut as if she were concentrating on something really hard.
“Show me how you get yourself off,” Tony challenged her.
She opened her eyes wide and a pink flush crawled up her neck and face, but she did what he asked, moving her hands to her pussy. Slowly at first she rubbed and he felt it against his cock.
Oh, God, it feels so good.
Her inner muscles tightened, contracted in rhythm with his strokes. He couldn’t hold back anymore. His balls constricted and he clenched his jaw in anticipation. He exploded inside her, gasping for air as stars swam before his eyes. She danced and gyrated on top of him, coaxing every drop of seed from him.
Minutes later, they all sprawled across the big bed, panting and sweating, lying there in complete and total oblivion.
The encroaching night swallowed up the last vestiges of daylight. Josh was the first to get up. He grabbed his discarded clothes from the floor. “I’m taking a shower.”
Marin sat up. “Want to join me in mine? It’s got two heads.”
Tony couldn’t hold back his amusement. “Yeah, Sarah’s got two heads—again.”
They all laughed.
“Want to come?” she asked Tony.
He shook his head. “You two have fun. I’m going to check on the grounds. Make sure everything’s copasetic.”
She shrugged, then took Josh’s hand and the two of them left the room. Tony wondered if their games would continue the entire two weeks. He could only hope.
* * * * *
Marin stood under the shower and breathed in a steamy concoction of soap and sweat. Her entire body still tingled with delicious sensations. Why hadn’t she discovered such hedonistic pleasures sooner?
Because I can’t it chance it in my real world.
Josh finished washing his hair then approached her with a handful of shampoo. “May I?”
She could blame the hot surge in her core on the heated water, but that wasn’t really the reason. Having a naked giant with a horse-size erection offer to wash her hair would set any woman on fire. “Mm-hmm.” She turned her back to him and let him massage her scalp. Suds cascaded down her chest, followed by his strong hands. He cupped her breasts then moved lower to her hips.
She parted her legs, allowing him to slip a finger inside her and strum her clit with his thumb. He spun her around then got to his knees and looked up at her, smiling. Lifting her left leg, he set her foot on the ledge, giving him more room to play.
Marin held onto the wall, afraid he’d knock her off balance, although she somehow knew he’d never let her fall. She drew a ragged breath as he separated her folds with his tongue, suckling and lapping until she throbbed with unbearable pleasure. He sucked her clit into his mouth, rolled it around with his tongue.
Every nerve ending was still on fire from the last time, but she wondered if she had any orgasms left. This level of delight was totally new to her but she planned to keep pushing the envelope as long as the men were game.
She held her breath as her climax approached, closer and closer. Steadying herself against the wall, she braced for her pleasure.
She clamped tightly around his probing finger as she detonated in a white-hot flash. Her pussy pulsed with blissful waves, again and again. Every nerve in her body resonated with satisfaction.
As her breathing steadied, she stood on both legs and glanced at Josh’s erect shaft. No way could she handle that thing right now.
Reading her mind, he laughed. “Don’t worry. We have plenty of time. I don’t know about you, but I’ve worked up an appetite. For food, that is.” He kissed her lips, then handed her a towel.
Minutes later they headed downstairs to the kitchen and found Tony pouring a glass of lemonade. “I’ve never seen such a well-stocked fridge. You’ve thought of everything, Sarah.”
She nodded, pleased that all the preparations had worked out, particularly her choice of bodyguards. “We should have everything we need. A local service will come by twice a week to clean and supply us with fresh fruits and vegetables.”
“You may have to order extra stuff,” Josh said. “I have a big appetite.”
She couldn’t contain her giggle. “You certainly do. In fact, you have a big everything.” Glancing from one man to the other, she added, “But I’m an accommodating woman. I’ll try to keep you boys satisfied.” This was going to be the best damn two weeks of her life.
* * * * *
Four days later after their fifth mind-blowing threesome, Tony woke alone in Marin’s room. He heard hushed voices nearby so he climbed out of bed, pulled on his shorts and followed the sounds. He found her in the hallway wearing a New York Yankees baseball cap and one of his dress shirts, completely open. She had nothing underneath but a tiny scrap of fabric parading as panties. God, she so was sexy.