Kylie didn’t know how things worked in places like this, but either it was early, and people were just beginning to arrive, or it was late and they were all venturing elsewhere. Either way, there were a few people – several that she recognized – sitting on the sofas or at the tables while several others were doing the same as she was – standing near the outer wall and talking to those they were with.
Throughout the day, Travis and Gage had introduced her to numerous guests, most of them from another club in Dallas. The first group she noticed were Sierra and her husbands, sitting on one of the black leather sofas. And much like the scene Travis had described to her, the men were lounging back while Sierra was facing Luke, her legs straddling his lap while Cole sat beside them, a beer in his hand.
Kylie felt strange watching them, especially after her brief talk with Sierra earlier that day when she’d finally had the opportunity to thank her. Had it not been for Sierra’s intervention, Kylie wasn’t sure they’d be there now.
She forced herself to look elsewhere, only to end up looking at Logan, Luke’s twin brother, and his wife as they stood on the other side of the room talking to a bald guy and a red head at his side. Kylie couldn’t remember their names.
“Is it always this tame?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder at Gage.
“Just wait,” he told her.
As if on cue, more people began descending the stairs on both sides of the doors from the reception area. Several of the people she recognized from earlier today and more that she didn’t. But it was one particular couple who caught her attention. The man was a giant. Not much taller than Travis, but he was built like a Mack truck. Huge, hulking shoulders, biceps as big as grapefruits, a thick, broad chest and a chiseled set of abs. Kylie’s eyes darted back to his chest. Were those...?
Holy shit. Those were nipple rings.
The man was enormous. And to top it off, he was wearing only black leather pants and shit kickers on his feet, his upper body completely bare, the silver hoops in his nipples glinting when they hit the light just right.
But as fun to look at as he was, Kylie’s eyes strayed to the woman at his side. She was absolutely stunning. She had to be at least six feet tall, willowy and… well, she looked real. She was wearing a ruby red, sheer, baby doll nighty. Her ample breasts were covered, but her nipples were visible through the thin material, her legs were accentuated by sky high heels and a pair of fishnet stockings held up by garters around her thighs. Her long dark hair fell almost to her waist, and as she moved across the room, Kylie saw that her lower half wasn’t covered with anything more than a thin G-string.
Kylie glanced around as the music suddenly grew louder, like a personal welcome for these two people. This was one song, Kylie recognized: Erotica by Madonna.
“Wow,” she said on an exhale.
She wasn’t sure whether she was talking about the couple, the way they moved, or possibly the music and how it seemed so fitting for them.
Erotica, romance
“Which one?” Travis asked, whispering right against her ear as he leaned down closer.
“Both.”
“That’s Xander, you met him earlier.”
Kylie remembered meeting him, but she didn’t recall his name. She’d been introduced to so many people, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to recognize half of them if they came up to her right then.
I'd like to put you in a trance.
“What are they doing?” Kylie didn’t mean to say the words out loud, but she was a little taken aback. Thankfully neither Travis nor Gage felt it necessary to answer her. They just pulled her tighter against them and let her settle in for the show. And she was content with that because she was paralyzed, completely engrossed in what the two of them were doing.
The couple – Xander and the beautiful, dark haired woman – moved across the room as though they were intent on their destination. When they reached the couch in the center of the room, they stopped, the giant man lowering himself to the edge with the grace of a jungle cat. He said something to the woman and then moved to lay flat, his immense body stretching almost from one side to the other. This wasn’t the traditional sofa, this one was almost exactly as Travis had described to her previously. It was circular and lacking sides, but this one was black leather and not red velvet.
Give it up, do as I say
Give it up and let me have my way
I'll give you love, I'll hit you like a truck
I'll give you love, I'll teach you how to...
A shiver ran through her and Kylie found herself holding her breath as she watched the scene right along with several others in the room. Once Xander was reclining flat on his back, his arms went down by his sides while the woman moved around to the end where his head was resting. They were talking to one another again.
Kylie’s attention went to his hand, the way it moved over his flat stomach to the button on his leather pants. She watched as he unbuttoned them, lowered the zipper and slowly separated them until his massive cock was revealed.
I'd like to put you in a trance, all over
Erotic, erotic, put your hands all over my body
As Kylie stared in awe, he began stroking himself slowly, running his beefy hand over the long, thick shaft from root to tip, squeezing unusually tightly. Or at least it looked that way to Kylie.
Xander must have given the woman instructions because she put her knees on the couch and crawled forward, straddling his head and facing his feet. The woman’s eyes were focused intently on the way Xander was stroking himself.
Kylie had the sudden urge to move closer so she could get a better view. Travis must have known what she wanted because he leaned down from behind her, his cheek pressing against hers, both of them still facing the couple in the middle of the room.
There's a certain satisfaction
In a little bit of pain
“Why isn’t she sucking him?” she asked, realizing precisely how incredibly graphic her question was, and if she weren’t so riveted, she might actually be embarrassed.
“Why would she?”
“I figured that’s what he was telling her to do,” she said. Kylie didn’t know much about the whole BDSM thing, but something about the guy just gave off a supremely dominant vibe.
“Sometimes things aren’t what you expect them to be,” Travis told her. “Watch closely. One of his hands is on his cock, the other is at his side, and she’s still wearing a thong. In a second, she’s going to be riding his face for all she’s worth, and he’s not going to use his hands.”
“How do you know?” she asked breathlessly, her eyes glued to the pair.
“Just watch.”
And that’s exactly what she did.
Only the one that hurts you can make you feel better
Only the one that inflicts pain can take it away
♂♂♀
Gage had no idea how long they stayed downstairs, but it was twice as long as he wanted. Once Kylie was entranced by watching Xander and the woman he was with, she hadn’t wanted to leave, and he’d been hard pressed to stay downstairs.
Gage wasn’t particularly impressed by the scene – he’d pretty much seen the same thing many times before – but he could easily understand her fascination. And he was turned on by how intensely Kylie was watching them. And now that he had convinced her to come back to their hotel suite so they could put on their own little show, he was doing his best not to tear that little black dress from her body.
“Mmmm,” Kylie moaned as Gage pulled her flush against his body as soon as the door shut behind them, his tongue diving into her mouth, stealing her kiss and every ounce of hunger she’d stored up by watching.
Raising her tight dress around her hips, Gage easily lifted her and let her wrap her legs around him as he made his way across the room. He gently lowered her to the bed, his knee coming to rest between her thighs as they devoured one another.
He felt strong hands on his back, and he shifted, allowing Tr
avis to ease his jacket from his arm, then moved so he could pull it all the way off. Realizing he had his shoulder holster on, he forced himself away from Kylie long enough to remove his weapon and then his shirt. Much to his relief, Travis was dropping his clothes left and right.
“Come here,” Travis told him as he started to unbutton his pants. “I think it’s time we give her a good show.”
Damn. Gage really liked the idea of that. And he knew just what Travis had in mind. Warm hands slid into the waistband of his pants as Travis slid the zipper down and then lowered his slacks over his hips just as Gage was stepping out of his shoes.
“I’ve wanted to do this all night.”
Gage peered down at Travis as he lowered himself to his knees directly in front of him. As gently as he could manage, he slid his fingers into Travis’ dark, silky hair, holding him while Travis’ warm tongue laved him from root to tip, pausing at the top to swirl around the head of his cock and then again at the bottom as he sucked his balls into his mouth.
“Fuck, Travis.” Gage wasn’t sure he’d be able to remain upright if the man kept doing that.
Travis didn’t seem to be looking for permission because he continued to torment him with his lips and tongue, using his teeth occasionally to scrape lightly along the hard length of his cock. Gage tightened his hand in Travis’ hair, letting him know he was pushing him, and unless he wanted this to be over before it started, he was going to have to stop.
The hint worked because Travis slowly stood, his hand continuing to stroke Gage’s cock firmly, keeping him hovering right there on the precipice. Gage sucked in a breath, but as much as he loved what Travis was doing, his erratic heartbeat was now credited to the delectable woman lying flat on the bed, her dress in a heap on the pillow, the knee high boots still on.
“Fucking hell,” Travis groaned as he turned to see what Gage was staring at. “That’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
Yeah, Gage was pretty sure he was right there with Travis. Not only was Kylie mostly naked, she was also using her fingers to play with her clit while she watched them.
“As much as I would like to watch this all night,” she said in a seductive whisper, “I’d really like to feel one of you inside me right now.”
Travis growled, and the heated friction that had been on Gage’s cock disappeared. He watched as Travis closed the distance to the bed, but he didn’t climb on with Kylie. Instead, he took her hand and helped her to stand, leading her over to a chair that sat in the corner. When Travis lowered himself into the chair, Gage held his breath.
“Sit on my cock, baby,” Travis commanded. “And when you’re riding me, I want you to watch Gage as he strokes himself.”
Gage knew this was not going to be easy. He did not want to come by his own hand. Not tonight.
“And then, after I make you come with my cock, I’m going to lay you on the bed and bury my tongue in your sweet pussy while Gage fucks me.” Travis’ stormy blue eyes lifted to meet his. “Hard.”
Fucking hell.
Gage didn’t move at first. Shit, he didn’t think he could. His legs might not have been working, but his eyes were. He watched as Kylie lowered herself down onto Travis while she was still facing Gage.
Reverse cowgirl.
Yeah, this might not work out in his favor because as much as Gage wanted to fuck Travis until they were both begging for release, watching the two of them like that was un-fucking-believable.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck me hard,” Travis groaned, leaning back in the chair while Kylie used her thigh muscles to lift and lower herself up and then down, her eyes focused between Gage’s legs where he continued to stroke his cock. He refused to sync to the rhythm she was keeping because he would’ve certainly come in his own hand.
“Kylie,” Gage said her name. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“So are you,” she answered, her eyes traveling up his body and locking with his.
“Fuck me, Kylie. Ride my cock, baby. Ride me while you think about what it would be like to be downstairs right now, all eyes on you. They’d be watching your beautiful tits as you bounced up and down on my dick. Oh, fuuuckkk!”
“Travis, don’t stop,” she begged. “Keep talking.”
Oh, shit. Gage glanced down, noticing that he was jacking his cock faster, his fist squeezing tighter as he watched the two of them.
“Don’t you fucking come until you’re inside me,” Travis demanded, his voice reflecting the same strain Gage could see on his face. “I’m not coming until you do.”
You’d better hurry up then.
Gage wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold out much longer.
“Is that what you want, Kylie? You want to ride my cock while I sit on the couch, and everyone watches you? Or maybe you’re sucking Gage’s dick while I pound into you from behind right there on the same couch Xander was on. Is that what you want?”
“Travis! Oh, God! I’m gonna come!”
“That’s it, Kylie. Fuck me. Harder. I want your pussy to clamp down on me when you come. Are you ready to come for me?”
“Yes, oh, yes!”
Gage watched as Kylie slammed herself down over and over on Travis’ cock until her body stilled, Travis gripping her hips and holding her still as he thrust up inside of her, letting her ride out her orgasm.
Only seconds elapsed between Kylie’s first orgasm, and when Travis had her back on the bed, flat on her back while Travis stood at the edge, leaning over as he slid his tongue in her pussy.
“I can’t wait,” Gage informed him as he lubed his cock, although he wasn’t asking permission and Travis didn’t say a word.
He didn’t need to. Gage gripped Travis’ hip with one hand while he guided his cock into the blessed heat of Travis’ body, going slow at first only because he didn’t want to come too soon.
“So tight.” Gage stilled as soon as he was buried to the hilt. He held Travis’ hips, keeping the man from moving at all as he willed himself under control.
Once he could breathe again, he began pumping his hips, his fingers digging into Travis’ skin.
“Oh!” Kylie cried out, and Gage looked down to see Travis thrusting his tongue inside of her using the momentum Gage supplied.
Because he couldn’t control the need as it burned brighter and hotter, Gage began pounding into Travis, spurred on by Kylie’s eager moans, the way her tits bounced with each thrust of Travis’ tongue.
“So fucking good,” Gage said. “Your ass is so fucking tight. I love fucking you like this.”
Gage almost stumbled because Travis moved, taking a step closer to the bed as he yanked Kylie to the edge, lifting her legs and then ramming his cock into her.
“Fuck me. Fuck me hard, Gage!” Travis choked the words out and Gage gritted his teeth, resuming his pace and slamming into him harder, faster. Harder.
In one hand, Travis had Kylie’s ankles lifted up high, his other holding his upper body off of the bed, his legs bent, his thighs hard, solid lines as he held himself so that every punishing thrust from Gage sent Travis pounding into Kylie over and over again as the bed shook beneath her.
“Gage,” Travis called his name, but Gage didn’t slow his pace.
Kylie’s sudden scream sent a powerful shudder through him, and Gage dug his hands into Travis’ hips as he slammed into him once, twice, a third time. “Fucking coming,” he growled as his body stilled.
“Fuck yes,” Travis’ ass gripped him, another rush of sensation flooding through his body as Travis came with him.
A few minutes later, the three of them were on the bed, naked and sated and staring at the ceiling. Aside from falling onto the bed and pulling Kylie toward the middle, so she didn’t end up on the floor, none of them had moved.
“I’d like to make a request.” Kylie’s words were punctuated by her labored breaths.
“What’s that?” Gage asked at the same time Travis did, both of them turning to look at her.
“Instead of por
n, I think we should take in some live shows. And then, once we’ve had our fill, one of you could tell me a bedtime story.”
Gage glanced over at Travis, meeting his gaze, both of them grinning at each other. “And what are you going to do for us?” Travis asked.
Kylie turned her head, looking first at Travis and then over to Gage, before looking back up at the ceiling. “I figured I’d be the score keeper. Right now, I think the score is Kylie: one thousand. Gage and Travis: one hundred. I think you boys have some catching up to do. But don’t worry, we’ve got some time.”
“That we do,” Gage said, a smile tipping his lips.
“We’ve got forever,” Kylie added as she reached down and linked their fingers with hers.
“Damn straight,” Travis growled. “It might not be long enough, but it’ll have to do.”
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Acknowledgements
Nicole-Nation: You make me smile, you make me laugh, and sometimes you ladies make me nervous. (in a good way) I hope you know how much I love you all! Thank you for the countdown timer for Travis and for checking on me to make sure I was coming out of my cave from time to time. You kept me focused and yes, I promise, I did actually sleep from time to time.
Chancy and Denise: You ladies are my saviors. I haven’t even had the pleasure of meeting you face to face, but that doesn’t change how important you two have become to me. Thank you so much for your encouragement and your faith in me. I’m truly blessed to have you both in my life.
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