He turned to Josh, who had been very quiet. “I don’t like this any more than you do, but we don’t have a choice.”
Josh shrugged. “It’s not the Feds I object to. I just hate that people think we’re still guilty. It’s fucking not true, but the truth doesn’t matter.”
“It does matter. We know the truth. Our real friends know the truth. Those other people were never our friends. They were hangers-on for the champagne and good times. They never gave a shit about us as people, only our wallets.”
With a grunt, he headed into the house. Things worked out the way they were supposed to. Right now, he wanted to get his paperwork out of the way so he could be with Ava after her self-defense lesson. He smiled and quickened his steps. It had been three days since he’d last made love to his woman and he’d had time to come up with some fun sex games they could all play.
Ava was bound to break the rules. She’d need to be punished.
* * * *
Troy Joseph leaned back on the bed in the hotel room and grinned. This was going even better than he could have hoped. Tyler was finally cooperating and soon he and Roger would be heading to the Cayman Islands, far from the long arm of the United States Federal Government.
Roger Richie bit into the pizza slice with relish. They’d had pizza delivered instead of sitting in a restaurant around a crowd of people. They were on the run after all, even though no one seemed to be trying to find them. Troy grabbed a slice from the cardboard box with a grimace. He was getting tired of pizza and food in Styrofoam. There was a time when he ate in the best restaurants in New York City every night.
“You look happy. Tyler’s going to help us?” Roger grunted between bites. Troy hated Roger’s table manners, but he didn’t want to get into it with him at the moment.
Troy nodded. “He agreed to transfer the funds. We just need to make sure he does.”
Roger threw his crust back in the pizza box. “How can we do that?”
“We’re going to make a visit to the three of them. That’s why we’re in Florida. Do you think we came down here to enjoy the weather?”
Roger shrugged. “Logistics is your department. You said we were coming here to get the money. You said our contact was here and we were going to fly out of Miami to the Caymans.”
“Our contact is here. He’s going to help us get out of the country. We have our new identities now. Life is going to get much easier, especially with an infusion of cash.” Troy opened a can of soda and drank deeply. It had been a long day. “We leave in the morning. St. Pete beach is nice, but we need to get closer to Tyler and the other guys. Watch them. Find the perfect time to make our move.”
Roger scowled. “What is our next move?”
“We get our money. And to make sure that happens, we’re going to grab one of the guys and hold on to him. A little insurance to make sure Tyler transfers the funds.”
An expression of fear crossed Roger’s face. “We’re not going to grab Tyler are we? He could crush us with one hand. Fuck, the other guys probably could, too.”
Troy pushed down his impatience. Roger wasn’t the bravest of souls, but he was extremely loyal. “No, we won’t grab Brayden. We’ll grab Josh or Falk. We’ll use a sedative so it will be easy. When they wake up, we’ll use the gun to make them behave.”
Roger held up his hand. “I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
Troy rolled his eyes. “I don’t either. Fuck, we’re not thugs. We’ll just hold them there until we get our money. Then, we’ll let them go. I’m just looking to make sure we get our money, that’s all.”
Troy wasn’t a fucking murderer. He might have bent a few rules on Wall Street, but he wasn’t the kind of guy to hurt anyone. He and Roger had been on the run for months, but had always made sure not to steal or physically hurt anyone. They weren’t criminals. No matter what the Justice Department said.
He was still surprised by how easy it had been to hide from law enforcement. Both he and Roger had that nondescript, average-Joe look about them. Both medium height, medium build, with medium-brown hair. They melted into crowds and didn’t leave any lasting impressions on those they came into contact with.
Troy crushed the soda can and tossed it in the trash. “Finish dinner and let’s get a good night sleep. We’re going to need to find a place near Plenty where we can watch what’s going on but stay out of sight.”
Troy stared out the window of the hotel at the emerald-green water of the Gulf of Mexico. Just a few more days and he would have his money and be safe. He would miss the States and his family, but he had been left little choice. He was going to start a brand-new life.
Chapter Eleven
When she and Falk arrived at the house after grabbing some fries at the diner, Ava led the way to the bedroom. It had been three days since she’d last made love to her men. She was still amazed how they could make her feel. She’d never thought sex was a big deal. With these men, three days without them was three days too long. Her interlude with Falk in the shower had been a lovely appetizer, but she was ready for a three-course meal.
Josh caught up with her in the hall, and swept her off her feet and into her arms.
“I’m eager, too, Ava. Let’s get you naked. We have some fun toys to play with tonight.”
Josh dumped her on the bed and she giggled as she bounced. She kicked off her tennis shoes, tossing them over his head. They landed with a thump next to Falk, who grinned. “Trying to bean me on the head with your shoes? I’d better take care of the rest of your clothes myself. You’re dangerous, woman.”
Falk tugged off her socks and tossed them aside before reaching for her T-shirt. He ran his callused hands under her shirt, over her belly, and cupped her breasts. His eyes were dark blue with arousal and one glance at his crotch showed his cock clearly outlined through his shorts. She lifted her knee and rubbed it against his hard dick, feeling it jump and swell larger.
Falk turned to Josh. “What did I tell you? Dangerous. Get the cuffs ready. We need to restrain this naughty woman.”
He pulled the T-shirt over her head even as she protested. “I’m not naughty.”
Falk linked his fingers under the waistband of her shorts, pulling them down her legs. “Are you trying to tell me you’re a good girl? Do you even want to be a good girl? I doubt they have much fun.”
She ran her hands down his muscled chest and traced the ridges on his stomach, delighted to hear his indrawn breath. They were as affected by her as she was by them.
“I’m not a good girl either. I’m a woman with a woman’s needs. I haven’t been with all three of you together in three days,” she pouted.
“A whole three days? We waited months for you, and you’re complaining about three days.”
Falk efficiently stripped her bra and panties from her for the second time that night, and pressed her back on the bed. Falk liked to look. He let his gaze roam over ever exposed inch of her body. Everywhere he looked, she felt warm, until a wave of heat swept her entire form and cream started leaking from her pussy.
Josh came back dangling leather cuffs in his hand. She’d had them before and knew the drill. She held out her wrists so he could buckle them on and lift them above her head, restraining her to the headboard. She loved being helpless to them. Her nipples were already tight and hard, and her pussy was clenching wanting to be filled. It was clear, from the heat in their eyes, they liked what they saw. They loved dominating her and each time they were together found new ways to bring her pleasure.
This time they surprised her and attached cuffs to her ankles, then brought them up and hooked them also to the headboard. In this position, she was spread wide, an ankle attached to each corner of the bed, and her ass raised off the mattress, her pussy on display. She tried to protest, but Josh shook his head. “Uh-uh, you know you love it.”
He was right. She did love it. She was even more of their prisoner like this. She could barely move around and her cunt gushed cream at the raunchy position. Brayden walked
in and a grin spread over his face.
“Is there anything more beautiful than our woman spread and restrained for our pleasure? I don’t fucking think so. Baby, if you could see what we see.”
The heel of Brayden’s palm rubbed the bulge in his pants. “I need to taste her pussy.”
Falk held up a hand. “Now wait a minute. Josh and I did all the work of tying her up and now you want to crash to the head of the line? Wait your turn.”
Ava rolled her eyes. “Will you stop arguing and start eating? Remember me? I’m the one tied up over here.”
Josh’s eyes twinkled. “Hold your horses while we settle this. We’ll do rock, paper, scissors. Winner of Falk and Brayden gets to play me.”
Brayden and Falk did a quick match with Brayden’s rock breaking scissors. Ava tugged at her bindings. She was going to kick their asses when she was free. Brayden and Josh then went at it with Josh’s paper covering rock. Brayden and Falk took the loss with good grace, each of them stretching out on either side of her, tweaking and licking her nipples. Josh waggled his eyebrows and dove between her legs.
“I know you’re annoyed now, sweetheart, but I think I have the cure.”
Boy, did he ever. He ran his tongue in the folds of her pussy, then licked at her clit lightly until she wanted to scream with frustration and pleasure.
“Fuck me with your tongue.”
Josh chuckled but obeyed her hoarsely vocalized request. He fucked her with his tongue until she was on the edge of orgasm. He lifted his head and made a motion to Falk.
“Time for a toy.”
Falk reached into the nightstand and pulled out something that glinted in the light. He held them up for her.
“Nipple clamps. Your nipples are so sensitive, we think you’ll love these. We can control the pressure with this little ring down here that presses the tweezer arms together and tighter.”
Ava watched, fascinated, as Falk’s head bent down and sucked hard on her nipple, bringing it to a hard, tight bud. Then he placed the tweezer clamp on the nipple and pushed up the ring until she winced. The pain sent an arrow of pleasure straight to her clit. He quickly repeated the process on the other nipple, sending the same sensation straight to her cunt. A long gold chain ran from one clamp to the other. She knew what it was for…tugging and pulling. She licked her suddenly dry lips at the unfamiliar feeling of having constant pressure on her nipples. She was about to tell them she wanted them off when suddenly she didn’t. The pain had transformed and was making her writhe against her restraints with pleasure. Falk nodded in satisfaction.
“I can tell you like those. They’re adjustable so we can keep them on for awhile. If you really get to like them, we have a pair you can wear under your bra. It will keep you aroused for us all day.”
Brayden nipped at the sensitive underside of her breast. “You like the idea. Your skin turned pink and your breath is coming faster. We can pair those clamps with a butterfly vibrator on your clit. Turn it on and off as we please. You’ll be begging us to let you come.”
Josh pressed a finger into her cunt. “The thought turns her on. She just gushed a river of honey from her pussy. Maybe we can give her a taste of the butterfly tonight.”
Her cunt tightened onto Josh’s finger and he gave her clit a swipe with his tongue. “Like that idea, sweetheart? Your sweet cunt is hugging my finger. Let’s see how you like your G-spot rubbed.”
Josh pressed another finger inside her and hooked them, swirling until he found her sweet spot. She would have vaulted off the bed if she hadn’t been restrained. The touch electrified on her sensitive flesh. She moaned and thrashed, pressing her cunt onto his hand.
“Need to come.”
She was panting and close to begging. Brayden tugged at the chain dangling between her breasts, sending a sizzle of pleasure and pain through her body. His tongue traced her nipple and she arched her back to get closer. She felt Josh’s mouth close over her clit as Falk’s mouth sucked on her other nipple and Brayden tugged on the chain again.
The orgasm took her breath away. Her pussy gushed honey, the pleasure like waves on the shore, strong and unrelenting. She screamed their names and gave herself up to it, riding the crest until they brought her gently down to earth again. Each of her men kissed her tenderly, raining kisses on her face, neck, and belly.
Falk reached up and unclipped her ankles and arms. He and Josh massaged her shoulder while Brayden worked on her ankles. She closed her eyes in sheer bliss. These men sure knew how to make a girl feel special. Their talented hands loosened the tight muscles and ignited a new fire in her belly. She ran a hand up Josh’s and Falk’s arms, letting them know without a doubt she was ready for another round. Brayden leaned over her and captured her lips in a long, hot kiss. His tongue delved into the nooks and crannies of her mouth, sliding over her tongue and rubbing the roof of her mouth. When he finally lifted his head, he was smiling, his expression passionate but less harsh than usual.
Her heart squeezed with emotion, looking at their beloved faces. She adored all her men. Josh’s playfulness was infectious. He could make her laugh in one moment and make her madder than a wet hen in the next. Falk’s gentle, romantic nature made her feel special, spoiled even. It was obvious he loved to do thoughtful gestures, or buy her things. If she’d let him. And her darling Brayden. So stoic and quiet, but passionate and protective with her. He’d survived illness and come back stronger, his spirit indomitable.
“I want to be with all of you.”
Josh gave her a crooked smile. “You are with all of us.”
She shook her head and it jostled the clamps on her nipples, sending zings of pleasure to her pussy and clit.
“I mean I want to make love with all of you. At the same time. Please.”
Falk fiddled with the chain connecting the clamps. “You never have to say please, beautiful. We belong to you as much as you belong to us. If you want all of us, you’ve got it. We’ll all make love together.”
* * * *
Ava was fucking gorgeous, her skin flushed and glowing from the orgasm, her long hair tumbled around her shoulders. Every inch if her body was exposed and he couldn’t keep his hands off of her. Brayden pulled her into his arms for a long, hot kiss, running his hands all over her soft, fragrant skin. He’d never wanted a woman the way he wanted her.
He liked her. He respected her. She worked hard at her nursing job and he had been on the receiving end of her care and professionalism. She was a good friend, she was funny, smart, and she made his heart pound and his breathing funny. He was pretty sure this was love. He could only shake his head in wonderment. He’d never thought he would fall in love and he sure never thought his life would be ruled by a tiny little woman with a soft heart and an iron will. He’d never thought he would be so lucky.
He stretched out on the bed and patted his stomach. “You’re going to ride me, baby, and Falk is going to pop that cherry. He’s the most patient and gentle of the three of us.”
She looked nervously at Josh, who gave her a big smile. “I have an oral fetish, sweetheart. I love getting blow jobs. You’ll be sucking on me while they fuck you.”
She looked apprehensive. Brayden wanted to assuage her fears. “If you change your mind or something doesn’t feel right, you let us know. We’ve been working to stretch you so if Falk takes his time this shouldn’t hurt. Remember, you’re in charge. At least about this, you’re in charge.”
Finally she giggled and threw her legs over his body. “I’m nervous, that’s all. It’s been a long time since I lost my virginity.”
Falk chuckled and placed a kiss on her shoulder. “It’s been even longer for us. Don’t worry, I’ll treat you like the delicate creature you are when I’m doing this. I’m going to make sure you love it.”
Brayden rolled on a condom and grasped Ava’s hips. She started to lower herself, but he pulled her toward his head. He wanted to taste her a little since he hadn’t had the chance earlier.
“Not so fast,
Ava. I want to lick your pretty pussy first. Let’s get you warmed up and excited.”
“I’m pretty warm and excited now, but I never say no to your tongue.”
He chuckled as she perched her cunt practically on his nose. He signaled to Falk.
“Clip her cuffs together behind her back. She likes feeling helpless. Play with the clamps while I eat her pussy. I’m going to make her come again.”
Falk clipped her cuffs together, while Josh tortured her nipples, tugging at the chain and twisting them slightly. Ava was already starting to drip more cream when Brayden pulled her pussy down on his face and began to lick. He traced each fold of her cunt with his tongue, drawing moans from her. He used his thumbs to part her slit and expose her red, swollen clit for his inspection. He gave it a few light licks and her body trembled as she moved toward release.
She jumped when Falk smacked her ass and cream rained down on his face as fast as he could lick it up. Ava loved her spankings and Falk was going to town on her bottom. It would be bright red and warm when Falk fucked it. Josh nudged him and Brayden nodded. He closed his mouth over her clit and began to suck as Josh removed first one clamp, then the other. Falk continued spanking Ava and she screamed as her orgasm hit. Her body froze and her honey gushed out, running into his mouth. His fingers bit into her hips as her climax shook her slight frame. When it was over she fell back into Falk’s arms, sated but happy.
“Oh my God, that was so intense. It hurt like a bitch when you took the clamps off, and then it didn’t. It felt…good.”
Brayden rubbed her legs. “There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain. If we had clamped your nipples and not bothered to get you aroused it would have hurt like a son of a gun when they were removed. Because you were excited, your body turned the pain into pleasure.”
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