by Anise Storm
Soon, they walked into the actual casino, making Cali frown as she silently admitted that gambling was something else she’d never done before. Her list seemed to be getting longer by the day. While she knew her non-existent social life didn’t lend well to many experiences, Cali had just never realized to what magnitude. A sharp squeeze to her hand let her know Xavier must’ve read her mind yet again. She then remembered she was there for him. Xavier wanted to make an appearance, so she’d try not to embarrass him too terribly.
“I know where your mind is headed, belleza,” he growled before leaning in closer. “Don’t think I won’t raise that dress up over your thighs and spank your ass right here in front of everyone. Stop thinking negatively about yourself.”
She gasped at his threat, but not out of fear as much as arousal. Both men had mentioned spankings after the first night and while it sounded barbaric at the time, she’d since come to realize they were highly erotic as well. Cali could still remember the day before when Zane had put her over his knee. Even now, her thighs were damp from the memories. This was a far better train of thought to entertain. Hopefully for her, the day would go by quickly and she’d find herself back in the strong arms of two very sensual men.
Xavier led her into a grand room that had many gaming tables, including ones used for roulette, craps, and blackjack. She didn’t know much about blackjack beyond it involving cards, but he wanted to play. Patting the seat, he smiled. “Come and sit beside me, belleza.”
“Yes, Sir.” Doing as he asked, the scent of his cologne wafted to her as he settled in his seat. Damn! He smelled good, the scent earthy with a few hints of sandalwood and spice. She’d be content just to sit and sniff him. The intoxicating aroma fit the man who wore it.
A few others dressed in expensive suits joined them at the card table, causing her to begin squirming until Xavier raised a brow in her direction. She was such a fish out of water here, while the people who frequented the casino acted and dressed like royalty. Her assessment even extended to her own companion, who seemed to have just won a large sum of money. As she glanced in his direction, one of the other players, a dark-haired foreigner with a deep French accent, exclaimed the total of the winnings. Cali had no idea how to tell how much that number was, but that didn’t really matter. For the time being, she’d sit beside Xavier, watching him gamble. He seemed to have some sort of system working in his favor.
Grinning from ear to ear, he placed another bet before leaning in to whisper, “I have just won a quick grand, belleza. Let’s play another hand.”
His casual remark about the money was proof positive just how different their worlds really were. He acted as if that amount was no more than pocket change, when to Cali it would be a third of the monthly mortgage for her place in Boston.
Before she could respond, Xavier had won another hand and much to her relief, he told her he was now ready to leave. She tried to hide her audible sigh, but failed miserably, causing him to chuckle. The sound was infectious and she found herself grinning as well.
“Was it that bad, belleza?” he asked, the amusement obvious in his voice.
“While this was not exactly what I expected to see while here in San Juan, I want to thank you for showing it to me anyway.” She nervously tucked a stray strand of her brown hair behind her ear. “It’s nice to see how the other side lives and plays.”
“Not everyone is stuffy, Cali. Some of us lead a very ordinary life.”
Cali flashed a skeptical look at the man, knowing there was nothing ordinary about him. She suspected there were many layers to the distinguished man beside her and wondered exactly how many of those he’d reveal over the next week. As soon as the thought entered her mind, Cali berated herself for getting caught up in the moment. Both Xavier and Zane told her they’d be with her until the final day of her vacation. There was no need to harbor grand notions of future calls and visits when right now, the three were supposed to be just having fun.
Xavier wrapped a strong arm around her, pulling her close to him. “Let’s go, belleza. We can catch up with Zane before heading out to the dinner party tonight.”
Chapter 21
STEPPING OUT OF THE limousine, Cali smoothed her hands over the pleated Empire-waistband, right before hooking elbows with Zane and Xavier. They were right outside of a grand building that she could only presume was a hotel of some sort. A brief thought about whether her dark-haired companion owned this property entered her mind, but she dismissed it immediately. She wouldn’t allow her own insecurities to ruin a night that had all the makings of a true fairy tale.
Cali felt like a princess. She was in a designer gown, and on the arms of what had to be the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen in her life. Both males were dressed to the nines in custom-made suits, and she truly understood where the term “suit porn” derived from. In a book or two of hers, she’d mentioned that a well-fitted suit had the same effect on the female population as lingerie did on men. It was cliché but when she finally caught a glimpse of the trio in one of the mirrored panels lining the hallway, she’d finally understood why.
She not only felt like a princess, Cali also looked like one. Before they made the short drive to this place, the men had presented her with a pair of diamond earrings that nearly dangled down to her bare shoulders. She could only imagine how much they’d cost the men, especially when added to the price of everything else they’d bought her at the mall. She was truly floored when they’d also given her a diamond choker that paired perfectly with the earrings.
“I can’t wear that,” Cali had told them, but she was no match for their powers of persuasion. Lo and behold, here she was at this gala, with the choker resting heavily over the dark halter neckline.
“Sei bellissima,” Zane told her, and she turned her face toward him for translation.
“Zane told you that you’re beautiful, belleza, and I couldn’t agree with him more,” Xavier interjected.
“Thank you both,” Cali answered as she blushed. Flashing a smile at both men, they entered the ballroom. Everyone else was in similar attire to the three of them, so she didn’t feel as out of place here as she did at the casino earlier in the day.
Just because she wasn’t underdressed, it didn’t mean she was truly comfortable either. The men and women surrounding them were ones she wrote about in her books, but she’d never imagined herself in their place. Well, maybe I did. But she never thought that she would be. As they walked farther into the ballroom, the tiered skirt of the wispy chiffon gown brushed against her legs.
Cali had her hair and makeup professionally done, was wearing a designer gown with extravagant jewelry, yet she couldn’t fully relax. It didn’t matter what she wore on the outside, she was truly uncomfortable in her own skin. Can people tell?
Sighing softly, she sure hoped not. From what she’d gathered from Zane and Xavier throughout the day, this was a philanthropic fundraiser that was important to both of them. Keeping that in mind, she forced herself to smile. If either man suspected the task it was to look carefree, neither said anything to her.
Doing her best to get out of her own head, Cali let them guide her around from one side of the room to the other, making sure to smile and greet each person Zane and Xavier stopped to talk to. After a while, it was easier to do and by the end of the night, she was proud of herself for not embarrassing them, or herself.
“I think it’s time we head back to Virgin Gorda,” Xavier said to Zane.
Calista couldn’t help but see the look the two exchanged. She had no idea what else they had planned, but knew it would be something big. She glanced down at her small wristwatch and noticed that it had just turned eleven o’clock. “Were we not staying until midnight?” she asked. When the two growled, she shivered and quickly added, “I’m sorry. I’m ready to leave whenever.”
“I think you’ll appreciate the privacy much more when the clock strikes twelve, angel. Unless you’d rather climax in front of the entire ballroom,” Zane replie
d, and her head rose sharply.
“Y-you wouldn’t.” Cali gasped, and her indignation was met with simultaneous male chuckles.
“Of course we would, so I suggest that we go ahead and leave now, belleza.”
Xavier didn’t have to ask twice. She walked with them toward the exit and goosebumps rose on her bare skin as the breeze had picked up outside. They were close to the ocean and beside the sound of waves in the distance, the cool breeze from the water blew through her hair, causing the loose tendrils hanging down to caress the back of her neck.
She was stuffed into the backseat of the waiting limousine and after the men gave the driver instructions, she started to twist her hands together. Do they plan to take me together, tonight? That thought seemed to be lodged into her mind and the longer it stayed there, the more nervous she’d become. Cali knew realistically that they’d been preparing her for this night, but that knowledge still wasn’t enough to vanquish her fears.
“You’re giving your hands a workout, Calista,” Xavier said, and she stilled her movements altogether. Then, he leaned in and nipped at her ear. “I have something better you can do with them.”
She had no doubt about that, and when she heard their zippers lowering, Cali couldn’t believe that he actually meant to go through with whatever they had in mind. Even though the window was up, she couldn’t help but think about what the driver had already heard and would soon see.
She’d never been much of an exhibitionist, or one at all really, and the men each grabbed one of her hands, and brought them to their erect cocks. Both were so incredibly hard, and thinking about them filling her had her pussy creaming already.
“Prepare our cocks for you, angel,” Zane told her, and she started to move her hands.
They shook slightly, but she did as they asked, running her hands from bases to tips, stroking them as the limousine headed to the airfield. Cali had to admit that this command did distract her from her thoughts, but the more their shafts twitched in her hands, the more she pictured them doing the same thing inside of her pussy and ass.
She wasn’t the only one putting her hands to good use. Xavier was teasing her nipples to their peak hardness while Zane was working his hand up her thigh. A moan escaped and her hand stopped moving as she arched closer to their touches. A small swat to her breasts had her head turning toward Xavier.
“Harder, belleza,” he urged, and then groaned when she complied.
After tightening her grip on their cocks, she stroked them rougher and faster, this time making the two of them shift in their seats. Times like these, where she could feel and see her effect on them, were heady. They were always the ones to unravel her and it made Cali powerful knowing something as simple as a hand job could do that to them as well.
The car came to a stop and her hands were swiftly put back on her lap as the two men tucked their cocks back into their pants. Cali knew it wouldn’t be long before they were not only exposed, but buried deep inside of her. Something not akin to fear filled her, and she realized she was more aroused than scared. That was a good thing because when she was pulled from the vehicle, Zane pulled her against him, allowing her to feel how hard he still was.
The look of desire in Xavier’s eyes almost mirrored the night sky, but she didn’t have time to gaze into them because the next few minutes passed by in a blur. She went from the limousine to the airstrip and finally, the inside of the private jet. The pilot had already prepared them for take-off and as the plane ascended, her earlier nervousness came back tenfold.
Cali was seated between them with her eyes closed, trying to force her heart rate to lower. At the moment, it felt like the organ was about to beat right out of her chest. She tried rationalizing everything by reminding herself that she’d already had sex with both men, multiple times. Even that knowledge didn’t help when Xavier’s hand touched her leg and she jumped like a scared virgin.
“There’s no need to be nervous, belleza,” he told her while unbuckling her seat belt. It was still a tad unnerving to know that these two men could read her thoughts so easily. “We want you to have the best birthday ever.”
“You’ve both already done so much for me. I don’t know how it could get any better,” she replied softly, inwardly cursing the shakiness in her voice.
“Oh, it can and will get much better, angel,” Zane added, moments before he turned her face toward his.
Cali barely had time to do more than lick her parched bottom lip before Zane captured her tongue and sucked it into his mouth. And so it begins.
Chapter 22
THE KISS WAS SO destructive to her restraint and the next thing Cali knew, she was back on her feet, sandwiched between a pair of hard male chests. Zane plundered her mouth with his tongue, exploring every crevice possible, while a pair of hands lowered the zipper to her gown. The material slid down her body, forming a pool of silk at her feet. Underneath, she’d worn just the pair of panties that they’d allowed, and the sound of rendering fabric let her know they ended up with the rest of her dress.
Standing there naked, the material of their suits brushed against her heated flesh. A thin layer of perspiration covered her body, doing nothing to camouflage the goosebumps dotting her flesh. She was hot and cold and everything in between. The effect these two men had on her was wondrous, terrifying, and completely unexplainable.
A mass of hands roamed over her body, sliding easily over her skin before they both stepped back. The loss of their body heat, as well as the lips once plastered to hers, had her head spinning. She knew they were getting undressed themselves, so she waited patiently for one of them to touch her once more.
Xavier didn’t make her wait long, pulling her toward him as soon as his clothing had been removed. Cali melded herself to him, thankful for the distraction he provided when his head lowered to hers. Normally, he’d maintain a certain level of calmness and control when they were together, so it was a bit of a shock when he immediately nipped at her lips and tongue.
His hands moved down her spine before coming to rest on her ass cheeks. Seconds later, his palms crushed her to him, his cock twitching against her belly. Anticipation was a killer, especially when all she wanted to do was drop to her knees and take his hard length back into her hands. No, scratch that. She wanted to suck him into her mouth and take him down to her throat.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Zane said as he stepped up behind her and snaked his hands around her waist. He pulled her flush against his own cock and grinded against her ass.
She had no doubt that he intended to take her there, tonight. This time, she did shiver and felt an ensuing gush of cream seep from her pussy. Every part of her ached for them, from the nipples Zane was currently fondling, to her clit and her core.
Xavier tore his mouth from hers, and while she sucked air back into her lungs, he trailed kisses over her chin and down her throat. His mouth felt like fire, burning a path over her flesh.
“My God,” she murmured, and then moaned loudly as Zane bit down on her shoulder. “Oh!”
“That’s it, angel,” Zane said aloud. “Let us hear every sound.”
That was easier said than done, most of the time. But maybe it had been a combination of this magical night and the sheer eroticism of having sex with two men, thirty-seven thousand feet in the air, but she felt less inhibited. They wanted to give her a birthday she’d never forget, and they were well on their way to giving her that much and more.
The blond tormentor of hers pinched her nipples, drawing a ragged gasp of air from her, while the dark-haired one continued to seduce her further with a combo of kisses and bites. Every cell in her body was hyper-sensitized, and her juices were dripping down her thighs. She almost wanted them to hurry this night along, but at the same time, wanted to stay in this moment forever.
Alas, they did move on and her vertical position turned to a more horizontal one as she was laid down on the nearest surface. Cali didn’t know whether it was a table, bench or a nearby coun
ter. Whatever it happened to be was cold to the touch and she whimpered on contact.
She watched Zane spread her legs and lower his head. The first touch of his tongue to her pussy had her arching her pelvis closer to him. “Z-Zane, Sir,” she managed to stammer as he pressed her back down onto the cold surface. Like Xavier’s earlier kiss, the other man attacked her pussy, practically devouring it while he kept her pinned down. She was losing her control, thread by breakable thread, and curled her hands into his hair.
Not one to simply stand by and watch, she felt a similar tug on her own head. She dropped hers backward, and Xavier tapped her lips with his cock. She’d never had as much oral sex with any man, as a giver or receiver, than she’d recently had with these two. Over the course of the last few days, she could certainly say with confidence that her skills had improved.
Even with Zane eating her pussy like a man possessed, she was able to focus a minute amount of concentration on Xavier, knowing he’d fuck her mouth anyway, even if she didn’t. Cali tried to ignore the rapidly growing need to come and wrapped her tongue around Xavier’s shaft. In those few days, she’d also learned exactly what each man liked, and this one loved when she used her teeth. Dragging them down his shaft, his fist tightened in her hair. The pain that shot from her scalp to her clit spurred her to continue.
Cali sucked every inch of him, making sure to hollow her cheeks and swallow down on the tip. His groan, her moan, and the slurping sounds from between her thighs were the only noises filling the room until she heard a voice—to whom it belonged to was of no importance—give her permission to climax.
She couldn’t scream in her current position, but tried to anyway, and that only allowed Xavier to penetrate her more deeply. She choked around his shaft all the while her hips bucked wildly as Zane lapped up every drop of her cum. The orgasm was intense, but she couldn’t savor the moment because his hands moved from her hair to her face, and then he started to drive furiously into her.