by JA Low
“I’m happy for you man, for finally getting your girl.” He smiles at me.
“Yeah, I finally did and I couldn’t be happier.” Looking at Ness I smile like a fucking Cheshire cat.
It’s still early when we arrive into Vegas. We all head to our suites at the Palms to get ready for dinner and drinks. I’ve booked Vanessa and I into the erotic suite so we can have some alone time now that we are a couple. I know Axel’s booked the two story sky villa for him and the single guys. He’s sharing with Oscar, Finn and Derrick. We decided to have dinner in their suite tonight then head out to the Sons of Brooklyn’s after party; they are playing at the Hard Rock Cafe.
“Oh my God,” Vanessa squeals as we enter the red and black suite. She runs through it enthusiastically touching all the gadgets. We have a round bed that rotates, a stripper pole in the middle of a massive shower, a Jacuzzi in the other bathroom, a bar, a million TVs scattered around the room and a kick ass sound system. I find her playing with the remote control on the rotating bed, I watch as she spins around
“Hope I don’t get dizzy,” she giggles as she slowly turns, I notice each time she passes me she is losing an item of clothing. Standing at the end of the bed, I start to follow her lead and ditch my clothing. She smiles seeing my hardening cock bobbing in front of me. “Come join me.” I quickly jump on the bed making her squeal. It feels very unnatural with the bed moving but I put it out of my mind as my lips capture hers. Vanessa’s hands make their way over my skin lightly as we enjoy just making out. I’m trying not to put any of my body weight on top of her because I know she is still sore from her operation. She sucks my bottom lip in her mouth knowing how much I like it, small nibbles start down my neck then her tongue glides up my neck and back into my mouth. This feels so good, usually we are so feverish with desire that we are ripping each other’s clothes off as soon as we see each other.
“Babe, we have to be quick, we need to get ready for dinner,” she explains, breaking our blissed out trance.
“Fuck it, it’s my birthday we can be late.” I start licking her collarbone.
“That’s true.”
I make my way down toward her chest. The frustrating thing for Vanessa now is that she has lost all sensation in her breasts, before I could make her come just from sucking on her tits, but now there are no nerves there so she feels nothing. I can see it in her eyes when I am playing with them that she misses the feeling, I have to distract her from worrying by sinking a finger deep inside of her. Her tits look and feel amazing to me, but they are hard, I miss the softness of her natural ones but I would much rather have her in my life than a pair of tits. Making my way down her soft body, my tongue guides me toward its final destination. Pushing her legs apart I can smell her arousal. I kiss my way along each of her thighs, she wiggles in anticipation. Her hands shift to my head and runs her fingers through my hair, the closer my tongue gets to her sweet spot the harder her fingers pull, I like feeling the burn. My five o’clock shadow prickles against her skin adding friction against her clit, finally my tongue sinks deep inside of her.
“Yes,” she hisses, pulling tight on my hair.
I lap at her, back and forth, rolling my tongue over her tightening bud, losing myself in her divine pussy. I sink my finger back into her and another moan hisses from her mouth, my thumb ventures behind her and finds the puckered skin of her tight asshole. Lightly I press against it, feeling the resistance. Vanessa arches her back at the sensation, I add another finger inside her slick center, stretching her, getting her ready for me. I press harder against her back entrance trying to gain access, the harder I push the harder her cunt tightens around my fingers. The dirty minx loves a little bit of anal play, she’s thrashing around the bed and I can feel she is getting close, I suck hard on her clit and press harder against her hole. She arches off the bed, her body spasming from the orgasm. I lightly flick my tongue across her sensitive center one last time, the aftershocks make her body twitch. Slowly I withdraw my fingers and Vanessa groans at their absence.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, you’ll be full again soon.” I move between her thighs, lining up my hardened cock. Gradually I sink into her wetness, inch by glorious inch and she engulfs me with pleasure.
“Fuck.” We both moan as our bodies become one, those green eyes looking at me with a sexy smirk.
“That is the best feeling in the world, Chris. Feeling you inside of me.”
I groan as her inner muscles clamp down on me. “You’re killing me, Ness.” I don’t want her to stop.
Vanessa raises her knees so that they are almost at her chest. This allows me to go deeper into her. I didn’t think I could get any deeper inside of her, but I was wrong. Thank fuck I have been working out, otherwise trying to keep myself off of her chest would be hard, I find my rhythm as I enter her. “Ness, look at us.” My eyes drift to where we are joined, she looks up and her eyes widen as she watches me enter her. “I will never get sick of this, of being with you,” I whisper, her eyes looking up at me and she smiles. Before I know it she’s flipping me onto my back.
“How about this view?” She starts riding my cock like a damn cowgirl, my eyes watch as she slides up and down. Fuck yes! She reaches behind her and starts playing with my balls, making my eyes roll back into my head. Yes, yes, yes. A stray finger starts moving further south, um, no, no, no. Her thumb pushes against the virgin territory as she squeezes around my cock while putting just the right amount of pressure against my hole. I feel it, I feel it so deep down in my balls. “Do that again,” I pant. She indulges me with more. “Yes,” I say, arching my back this time, her thumb pushes a little further and infiltrates momentarily, my dick stands to attention.
“Want me to keep going?” Vanessa questions me. I do, fucking hell I do, but honestly I haven’t let anyone touch my backdoor before, not because I think it’s gay or anything but because it feels intimate and none of the girls I have been with ever deserved that right. “Yes,” I whisper and Vanessa’s finger sinks in. She finds this bundle of nerves that I have never felt before, her finger moves back and forth and I swear I see stars floating around her head. She does it again, still while riding me and I am gone, so fucking gone. Some glorious sweet spot she has found makes me explode into a thousand tiny little pieces. I swear she makes me blow the biggest load of my life. I can’t move, I am dead, she slowly moves off me and lays on her back with her feet in the air.
“What the fuck are you doing?” She looks like a dead cockroach.
“It’s peak ovulation time, Chris, I’m not wasting that load.”
I burst out laughing. “Isn’t that an old wives’ tale?” I ask, genuinely curious and also a little worried.
“Maybe, I don’t know but it makes sense holding it all in for as long as possible.”
I crawl up beside her. She turns and looks at me.
“Sweetheart, how about I just keep filling you up every single day, I think that might be a little more enjoyable than pretending you’re a dead cockroach on the bed.”
She bursts out laughing. “You’re right,” she sits up, “It’s just…” Her words fall away.
“Just what?”
“Now that we both kind of want to have a baby,” she says this quietly, because it’s still kind of strange, thinking about it. “I kind of want our baby to be close in age to Ryder,” she confesses.
My eyes widened. “Really?”
She nods. “We could have play dates and things; you know going through the same kind of stuff together.”
“I guess all we can do is try, sweetheart, and if you want to lay down like a cockroach after sex then I can handle that.” She leaps into my arms with a hard oomph knocking the air out of me as she starts kissing my face all over, laughing. “I love you, Christian Taylor.” She giggles and it’s the best sound in the whole entire world.
98
Christian
“Okay, today I have planned a special guy’s day. A day to separate the boys from the men.” Derric
k looks at us like a drill sergeant, dressed in some sort of couture army gear standing before us in our hotel suite. Honestly I am a little scared, especially if he has organized the day.
“You’re going to have fun.” Vanessa walks over placing a kiss on my cheek. The girls are heading to the spa.
Wrapping my arms around her, I nuzzle her neck. “I kind of had planned on staying in bed with you all day, licking you all over.” I feel her shiver in my arms.
“Later, we have plenty of time for that.” She gives me a kiss. “I’m off with the girls.”
“Come on boys, fall out,” Derrick yells, setting us in motion downstairs to the lobby where we are greeted with a number of army Humvees.
“We are going to have so much fun.” He rubs his hands with glee, as we all pile into the cars. We ride through the streets living out our inner GI Joe fantasy—It’s actually pretty sick. We pull up to a warehouse where we are greeted by the owners. We follow them inside and are greeted by a wall of guns, we are talking every single possible gun you could imagine from handguns to rifles to sniper and army style, we were kids in a candy shop.
“As you have hired it all for yourselves today, you can choose any gun to shoot.” The owner launches into a big spiel about all the guns on display. I think I might have drooled a little. Eventually we all choose a gun to shoot first, and us being boys we all go for our fantasy gun first. My first choice is a Thompson M-1928 SMG, always wanted to shoot a tommy gun like a fucking mafia gangster. I shoot up my target in no time, I swear I got a hard on. I’m used to being around guns growing up in Texas, Dad loved his guns and always took us down to the range to learn how to shoot.
We spend the next couple of hours going crazy living out every gun fantasy there was. Once we had finished shooting we were taken out into the back parking lot area and told that the next part to our boys’ day is driving an army tank over a car and crushing it. Fuck me! Climbing into the tank, touching all the nobs, the instructor spoke to me about safety and then he let me take the wheel. The rumble of the tank vibrating all over my body as we lined up the car—boom up and over. Hearing the glass windows crush underneath us was amazing. Fuck yeah! I felt like Rambo.
“Now who’s up for more action?” Derrick asks once we’ve all had our turns in the tank. We nod enthusiastically because so far so good with Derrick’s ultimate guy day. A large party bus turns up at the shooting range and we file in. We sit and talk about the day, hyped up on adrenaline. It’s a quick journey and we are pulling up to a construction yard where there are diggers and excavators sitting.
“Are we playing with them?” Finn asks.
Derrick’s face lights up with a huge grin. “Bob the Builder fantasy anyone?”
I have no idea what he is talking about, but hell yeah, it’s like we have reverted back to being kids again playing shoot-ʼem-up and now playing with machinery. Best day ever!
“Now don’t think the day is over just yet,” Derrick says cryptically as we enter the party bus after playing with all the machinery. “We have another stop and I think you are all going to love it.” We travel a little further and arrive at a race track. Lined up is a flotilla of supercars; Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Maserati’s, Porsches and Aston Martins, all in a rainbow of colors, holy shit they are pretty. I run my hand over the red gloss of the Ferrari as I check out the black leather of the supercar. Hell yeah, I am taking this baby for a spin.
“Now this ultimate guy day is coming to an end and I know you are all sad because today has been kind of awesome, because hello, I organized it,” Derrick chuckles, “But we are moving on to the last stop and I think this is going to be your favorite stop yet.”
“Okay boys, this is our last stop.” The bus parks in the back of an empty alleyway. We all look at each other not really sure this is where we are supposed to be until a door opens and Nate Lewis, owner of the Paradise Club, greets us.
99
Vanessa
“Spa day,” Sienna whispers yells as we all meet at the hotel’s luxurious spa. The boys have gone out on some ultimate guy day thing Derrick has planned for them and us girls are going to have a girly day of catching up and relaxing. Sienna is bouncing up and down, she is super excited. “I have been looking forward to this day for so long.”
I give her a look.
“Don’t look at me like that, just wait until you have kids one day ladies, you have no idea how much you crave your own personal time and space. Having a kid is so claustrophobic, Ryder is always on me.”
“Lucky he’s cute,” Charlotte adds.
“Yeah, he is,” Sienna giggles.
The spa director comes out and greets us all and directs us to the VIP spa area. We are welcomed into our own room where there is a heated spa, a bottle of champagne and a tray of chocolate dipped strawberries waiting for us. We strip off our robes and lay down on the beds beside the pool. We are each given a glass of champagne by the spa director.
“Please press the buzzer when you are ready for your treatments.” She points to the button on the wall then she disappears.
“If I fall asleep ladies, I apologize now, because this is so relaxing and I am so tired,” Sienna moans as she sinks her teeth into a chocolate strawberry.
“So, you and Christian seem to be going well?” Isla asks, sipping on her champagne.
“Yeah, we are. He’s been brilliant, especially with the whole boob and cancer thing.”
“That’s because he loves you, Ness,” Sienna states.
“Yeah, he does, it took me a long time to realize I felt the same way, but I’m finally there. I am one lucky woman.”
The girls all give me a girly clap and cheer with excitement.
“Thank fuck, because having you two at war sucked,” Isla moans. Poor thing, she was caught in the middle of everything. Isla was in charge of keeping the two of us apart during that bad time.
“Yeah, sorry about that,” I say sheepishly. She waves me off as if it’s water under the bridge.
“So when are you two going to get married?” Charlotte asks and I choke on my champagne.
“Um…” Fuck, we haven't really discussed it so I just shrug my shoulders.
“Please, you two will be married by the end of the year, that boy is so desperate to lock you down,” Sienna adds.
“I think you will be pregnant again before Christian and I walk down that aisle.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her.
“Oh fuck off, Evan is hounding me for more babies. I’m like no way, our life has just started to slowly settle down. He’s crawling and that creates so many hazards, throw in a baby and fuck me dead,” she groans and we all laugh because she is so going to be knocked up by the end of the year. There is no way in hell Evan will let her get her way, he wants babies and lots of them.
“And what about you and Blake?” Sienna asks her sister-in-law.
“Being on tour with them sucks,” Charlotte groans. “We are both so busy. He’s got shit going on in his home life and we are both young. I don’t want to lock myself down yet.”
“Sowing your wild oats are you?” I ask.
“Yeah something like that, we are friends and that’s kind of how I want to keep it. My career comes first.” And she has been doing so well, her photos are amazing, especially her touring ones, they have been selling out.
“And what about you and Finn?” I ask Isla.
She just shakes her head. “Nothing’s going on there, in fact my crush is one hundred percent done and dusted.”
We all laugh because we know it isn’t.
“What happened to Wes?” I ask. He owns California Bros. Brewery in Venice Beach and he’s good friends with the Dirty Texas boys. She’s had a couple of dates on and off that I know of.
“We’re just friends, he’s a nice guy but you know…” She twists her glass in her hand.
“He’s just not Finn,” I add.
“I hate it, I hate that he has this hold over me and I can’t get over him. Why the hell can’t I get over a
man that isn’t interested in me.” Isla’s eyes fill with tears.
“Hey, hey, don’t cry over him,” Stacey says, sitting beside Isla on the couch.
“He’s a boy and boys suck. They are so blind when it comes to a good woman.”
Isla nods. “Is that what you think of my brother?”
Sienna and I still, what the hell is going on between Stacey and Oscar?
“Your brother’s cute but ….” Stacey sighs.
“Back this train up, you and Oscar?” Sienna asks the question I’ve been thinking.
“I didn’t tell you because it was nothing, Oscar and I hooked up at your wedding.”
Holy shit, that was nearly a year ago, that dirty little bitch holding back with that information.
“So it was like a one-time thing?” I ask because I want the details.
“No, I’ve done it a couple of time since being back in LA but nothing serious. Sorry Issy, close your ears.” She warns Isla, who just rolls her eyes, she used to her brother’s antics. “You’re brother is kind of kinky. We have an understanding.”
“So you’re saying you’re kinky as well?” I question Stacey. She gives us a cheeky smile.
“Maybe.”
“Come on don’t leave us hanging.” Sienna pushes.
“There’s nothing to tell. Just that I like to you know experiment with things and I’m okay if that is either with a guy or a girl.” The room goes quiet.
“You like girls?” Charlotte asks quietly. Stacey shifts a little in her seat, looking a little uncomfortable about her admission.
“Yes.” She looks around the room.“I’m not looking to date a woman, I’m heterosexual in that aspect but sexually I like to play with both. Is that going to make things awkward?”
“Hell no, babe.” Sienna gets up, sitting beside her, placing her hand over hers. “We still love you. We don’t care who you’re sleeping with as long as you are happy. And who hasn’t kissed a girl and liked it.” Sienna giggles quoting Katy Perry.