A 2 STEP GAME: An Older Man Younger Woman Pregnancy Menage Romance (The Happily Ever After Series (Book 1))

by Amy Brent

  “We are going to do something new. You are not allowed to cum, at least not until I tell you to Lila do you understand?” She felt herself respond shaking her head yes to him. He was in control of her, of everything and she was merely a tool for him to use for his own pleasure.

  He stood moving closer to watch her as she slid her fingers deeper and deeper inside. She whimpered from the ache that she created until suddenly he was there, moving with her fingers, working their hands together in the wet hot mess together to find that special rhythm. He was fingering her wildly now, filing her with four fingers and stretching her wider than she imagined she could do. She was still sore from their last encounter, but the tenderness was nothing in comparison to the wonderful ache he was creating inside her now. She loved helping him, gyrating against their hands wand pushing on towards release. As he worked her with his hands, suddenly she felt the softness of his tongue on her there. It was almost too much. She moved her hands back and gave him access to her and he grabbed her lifting her up, until he was diving into her head on. There was nothing gentle about Derek, he used his mouth on her almost angrily. He sucked on her and licked her in every possible direction. Treating her tiny nub like a nipple that he wanted hard and erect for him. He focused on her there, swirling around it and sucking on it, all the while he was three fingers deep into her. She was moving now, bucking and grinding into his face with wild abandon. Nothing else mattered but finding release and doing it just for him, knowing Blake would feel something about it made her want it even more. She knew time was too short, she needed it right now, more than she had ever needed to climb that plateau before. Suddenly he stopped.

  “No Lila, you’re not allowed… not yet?” She frowned at him and whimpered. She was so close she needed it. She whispered “Please” and he moved in front of her quickly

  “I told you no Lila, you have to be punished. Rules are rules and they are very important Lila.”

  He stood and pushed her legs back together, almost forcefully and pulled her upright. Her hair was a mess around her shoulders and her chest was heaving, the look in her eyes almost ready to strike out at someone… anyone for that matter. She needed it more than she had ever wanted anything else, and he had told her not yet. She kept her head down, not making eye contact. She would do as he asked even though it was painful, but she needed no further promise of punishment. She had seen the room, and the riding crops found there. She knew Derek was a fan of those, and she was not ready for that yet. This was a world unfamiliar to her, something new and dangerous, but she loved it. He had found a part of her no one else could touch. She trembled and held her breath in anticipation waiting for his next move.

  He moved over the side of the room to her desk and told her to come over to him, of course she did as he asked. Her body was aching and she could feel her own wetness as it ran down her leg slightly. She would have done anything he asked if it meant letting her find release. At the desk He pulled her to him kissing her deeply, sucking on her tongue as he forcefully bent her over the rough wood. She welcomed the coolness of the wood on her chest. Her fat hard nipples now enjoying the friction of the wood as he moved her until she was right where he wanted her to be. She felt him slip a finger into her, but only for a moment. He focused his attention on moving her wetness to her other entry and she knew he was preparing her for something new, something she was terrified to explore. He moved his finger around her tight back opening. She could feel him rubbing gently probing a little at a time, moving her wetness over the area. She tried to allow herself to relax. This was new for her and she really didn’t know what to expect, but she would try… for him.

  He felt her resistance and knowing this was a first for her, he felt himself get even harder. He would be the first in this area too and she knew he took great pleasure in that.

  “I won’t hurt you Lila, I promise if you trust me we can both enjoy it.”

  Lila could feel her legs starting to tremble even more. He continued to lubricate her and slip a finger in deeper and deeper until she was stretched. He guided his throbbing member into the opening and pushed gently, feeling her stretch even more to accommodate him. She inhaled sharply. It was too much, and she was scared more than she realized she could be. Her body was no longer hers, it hadn’t been in a long time. In this moment, however she really had to give over to Derek and trust him with her everything. She had given over to the desire that swept through her and carried her to new places, and new heights with or without Blake.

  “You know Lila, this is the first time in a long time for me too, having a woman like this. I knew you would let me do anything I wanted to, Lila, and it is good so good, you are perfectly shaped for me.”

  She felt his hand on her throbbing button again, rubbing her, exciting her. She forgot about her fears as he rubbed harder and harder, the glistening nub throbbing even more now if that were possible. He slowly pushed into her more. She felt him fill her up. She was in the most intimate position she'd ever been in. Her body was stretched out in a new way and she slowed her breathing down to enjoy the feel of him there. She heard his labored breathing and she knew he wanted it… he needed it. He pulled out slightly and pushed back into her, slowly and deftly. He did it repeatedly until he was pumping into her over and over. He was slow at first, just making long strokes into her. She was moaning loudly now the increase in the strong sensations there were overwhelming and good. He increased his strokes until he was pumping into her with abandon, she couldn’t stop her cries and he grabbed a fistful of hair riding her hard. Pain mixed with pleasure and she had never felt anything like this before with them, it was all new and almost simply too much. She could feel him getting closer and closer to climax as his body shuddered over and over again, and it excited her more.

  “That’s it Lila, … that’s it baby move against me, back into me.” He worked her, giving and taking with her as he went, pushing her to take even more in.

  Lila moaned his name and bucked wildly on him wanting and needing it hard and deep. She was lost in a swirling haze as she finally made the climb.

  She orgasmed with such force it created a lasting effect throughout her entire body, wracking her entire length from head to toe twice. She felt it in every part of her and loved it. She loved the way he used her and took great pleasure in his moans, groans and cries as he pulled out and spilled himself over her massive tits. It took more than a few moments for her to be able to move again. Her body was changed now forever. He was massive in size and he gingerly withdrew and moving to clean himself up, and as usual he made sure to serve her as well, cleaning her up anywhere she may need him to. She waited until he motioned for her to get up as well and she moved to the bathroom to take another quick shower.

  She felt him there behind her soaping her up once more, this time the pressured of his body was different, less sexual. She let him wash her and he kissed her gently, almost lovingly. She knew she would have to ask him, but she didn’t want to.

  “What will; Blake say Derek… about this?” She paused and then went back to getting dressed.

  “He won’t say anything. We are fine to do whatever we want at any time. There is so much I want to share with you, but I will wait until tonight.” He stood to go, leaving her even more confused.

  “Tonight, what’s happening tonight?”

  “Come to the house. We need to talk.”

  She sighed, knowing she was weak where Blake was concerned. “OK fine, but dinner that’s it.”

  She watched him leave, only then realizing what kind of pain she was in thanks to him. Even the pain was exquisite and would make her think of him often.

  Chapter Five

  She stood at the door, her level of anxiety was high, but it had to be done. The door opened and Blake was standing there. His lighter hair reflected the last remaining rays of sunlight and he took a step towards her. She backed up slightly. Glancing up, she saw the pain in his eyes, and for a second she felt his pain as well.

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�Lila, don’t do that… don’t back away from me.” He was almost pleading and she squared her shoulders and took a step in his direction.

  He only waited a split second before pulling her into him covering her mouth with his.

  “She was nothing. And nothing happened. I’m sorry Lila if you think otherwise.” He pulled back to look into her eyes.

  She felt the tears well up and she let them fall, pausing only to let Derek come pull her into a hug as well.

  “Ok ok come inside so we can show you properly Lila.” Derek led the way and she was greeted by a tour down the west hall into a small alcove.

  She gasped as she opened the door in front of her. Everything about it spoke of her, the light gray and purple of her favorite colors, were splattered all over the walls, and her bed was beautiful.

  She turned to look at them questioningly.

  “We want you Lila…” Derek started.

  “And no one else but you. We want you to live here with us. We are all so full of pleasure it will be a wonderful thing to have you and you have us anytime you want. We both love you, so no one else for any of us.”

  Blake smiled at her and she knew in that moment she could trust his sincerity. She reached for them both, pulling them in close and feeling their sweet kisses as they covered her face and neck. She looked up at them knowing they would always be there, and she could love them in her own way. As always, things may get complicated eventually, but they were all very open and she knew she had finally found a way to be content in her life.

  As she slipped off her clothes she began the short trip over to her bed, turning to face them her fat nipples hardening in the coolness of the air in the room. She backed up and on top of her new bed, crawling across it until they both sprang to life, she moaned loudly as she rolled on her back, spreading herself wide for Blake’s fat tongue as he tasted of her love juices. She would be happy this way, now and for always. She felt her body begin to suck and as she was grinding down on his face, she found herself eye level with Derek’s glistening rod, she sucked and loved him eagerly. Loving the taste of him as he stroked her mouth deep and fast. Her climax came fast and hard and with it came Derek’s This time, he held her head there, filling her mouth with his love juice and she eagerly accommodated him much like he always did for her.

  She felt the bed move as Derek lay on his back, and she got on her knees to serve him better. What she didn’t anticipate the was the feel of Blake pushing his hard rod into her from behind, filling her up. As he moved she lost herself in the rhythm once more. IN this way she wanted him to pound her harder and faster, the sweet ache only there when she was loved hard, and angrily. Soon she was at the plateau once more and she tweaked her nipples in anticipation of her climax. As she soared through it, she felt Blade hold her tightly and Derek kissed her on the mouth full and hard.

  Yes, there was no doubt in her mind that this as indeed a very good way to live, and she loved them both. They would take care of her, and she was a happy girl indeed.

  HOT! FORBIDDEN! TABOO! MENAGE ROMANCE 4

  IN TWO DEEP

  Chapter one

  “I hope you know what kind of chance we’re taking on you, Tamara. Jacob was a friend of ours and we’ve known you for as long as we’ve been in business with him. We sympathize with your loss, but this is a matter of utmost importance. These jewels are to be shown to the public for a limited exhibition of two days only. We have borrowed them from an anonymous source. They would like to be left out of it and we have graciously permitted them their anonymity.” Grady was one of those secretive types with a black suit and dark glasses to match

  He was shadowed by two burly and strapping young men. I could tell that they were conditioned to follow orders to the letter. Their stance was the same and there was something strangely uniform about their posture. The obvious bulge in their jacket was not because they were happy to see me. These two were deadly and they had that expression of one of no emotion. I was worried for my safety and saying the wrong thing would end up getting on their bad side.

  “I appreciate the kind words and his death has been a lot to adjust to. It’s been three months and I’m still trying to make sense out of many facets of the business. He had a method to his madness, but I’ve yet to determine the rhythm or what kind of code is used. I have everything that I need from you and I believe that I can be of some service.” I could see that Grady was looking at me the same way that he always did when he came to visit Jacob.

  I did everything I could to accent the positives, which included low cut dresses that showed off a very prominent asset in my possession. I did not shy away from exhibiting my sexuality. I had in depth negotiations with Jacob and those clients that were fortunate enough to grace our shop with their presence. The eyes were the windows to the soul. They didn’t lie and you only needed to know what to look for to see if there they were truthful.

  “In this metal case is $50,000,000 worth of jewels. It is quite instrumental that they never leave your sight for a second. If it was up to me, I would’ve denied the request to have them exhibited at the museum. Unfortunately those higher up felt it was good for their image to give into peer pressure. Don’t worry; there will be security on hand. These two men will never be too far away. You may not know they’re there, but trust me they will be overseeing the entire operation. Jacob was a good friend and I mourn his loss. I send a silent prayer to his family.” Grady was impeccably dressed and the only difference between him and the other two standing by his side was a blood red tie.

  "I want you to know that I take this responsibility seriously. You can’t be in better hands.” I was seeing this exhibition as a way to display some of my wares. I had jewels that I found quite by accident in back. It was those in Jacob’s personal collection. They had a hefty price tag that would net me a small fortune if sold to the right party. I didn’t trust Grady and I never did and there was always something slightly off about the way that he smiled with no real meaning behind it.

  “You are a sophisticated woman and you have the air of someone that was born with a silver spoon in their mouth. I know your background like the back of my hand. It’s amazing that you were able to climb out of your current position in life. You and I both know that you owed Jacob a debt that you could never pay back.” Being a woman, I felt like I was always struggling to make it, but being a black woman did not exactly afford me the opportunities like others.

  I was an impressive female creature standing at 5’9, 160 pounds with all of that weight accumulating in just the right areas. My breasts were marvels of the natural variety. There was nothing fake or plastic about me, except for my eyelashes. I had an ass that just wouldn’t quit and I wore clothing skintight to make people stand up and take notice.

  I escorted Grady back to the door and I watched him climb into a very distinctive black Tahoe with tinted windows. It was all very clandestine and made me feel like I was part of some secret that I didn’t know anything about. I locked the door behind them as they left. The camera overhead and the Security System in place were to keep these jewels safe, until the actual exhibition in two days. I’d tried to get my foot into the door, but being relatively unknown was making an obstacle that I couldn’t hurtle on my own. It was fortuitous that Grady came to me and gave me this window of opportunity.

  I wore a purple dress with strategic cuts up each side to give a good look at my ebony curves. Each time that I moved a certain way, you could practically see heaven and beyond. I did have one guilty pleasure and that was lingerie that could have any man crawling on their knees for a chance to be with me. I never considered myself to be alluring, but the perception of what was acceptable these days had been changing significantly.

  The ringlets of my hair flowed freely down over my shoulders and my captivating green eyes were that of a cat. I made men feel like they were trapped in my web of sexual desire. I carried myself with superiority, but underneath it all I was still that scared little girl growing up in the boro
ughs. Getting out from underneath that was a Herculean effort and made easier by Jacob giving a young girl a chance to make something of herself.

  My parents were still alive and every Sunday, I would show up for dinner to be grilled about the same damn nonsense over and over again. My two brothers were already married and had kids of their own and now they were looking to me to provide them with a grandchild. I had no interest in getting pregnant and every guy that I had been with was a dismal disappointment. They made me think that all guys were after one thing. I was hoping for a lot more substance than something physical.

  I did enjoy sex, but I wasn’t about to throw my affections away so easily on a fleeting moment that would be mostly a memory after all was said and done. The slight chill of the air conditioning above was causing my nipples to become so hard that they could probably cut through glass. I could see the chunky tips pushing up against the fabric and I grazed them with the palm of my hand to tremble at my own touch.

  I’d been responsible for my own pleasure for as long as I could remember. It was nice to have the expertise at hand when it was needed the most. Usually it was in the dead of night and where the bed was cold beside me. It wasn’t about to take a lover just to have the companionship. I wanted more from my life than that and I wasn’t going to let anybody browbeat me into doing something that I wasn’t comfortable with.

  My brothers teased me mercilessly and I had shrugged it off like it really didn’t bother me. Deep down, I wanted everything that they had and that jealous streak would always raise its ugly head at the most inopportune time.

  I looked at myself in reflection of the glass leading out into the parking lot and I saw this desirable woman ready to live for the first time. I had allowed my father’s philandering ways to dictate my life choices. I could never look at my mother the same way knowing that she was accepting of his faults. He wasn’t exactly good at covering his tracks. Lipstick on his collar and late night phone calls not to mention long business dinners that went into the wee hours of the morning had always been a glaring sign of the inevitable. I thought for sure that my mother would kick him to the curb, but she apparently loved him with all of her heart. That was not the kind of relationship that I was looking for. I wanted something that was going to stand up to the test of time and not leave me with a bad taste in my mouth.