by Amanda Hough
Sergey Mikhailov was flat out pretty. Tall, blonde, dreamy blue eyes and a smile so bright it could light up night. I’d seen him at The Booth a couple times but this was my first up close and personal.
“Hi, I’m Bennett Reynolds. Toni is expectin’ me.” My voice sounded high and the Texas drawl I’d tried hard to lose in college was in fine form.
“Bennett! Come in, please. So nice to me you. I’m Sergey.” He took my hand and led me through the open door. “The girls are upstairs in the master bedroom. Shall I show you the way?” he offered.
A giggle escaped from somewhere upstairs and I smiled. “I bet I can find ’em.”
He chuckled. “I bet you will.”
I started up the steps, stopped and turned back. “Oh, and congratulations Sergey.”
He gave me a wink.
Waving at my cheeks with my clutch purse, I tried to wink back but I imagine it looked like more of a sneeze so I turned and headed up to the girls.
Between my skirt and my high heels, the stairs were harder to negotiate then I’d anticipated. When I made it to the top, I blew the hair out of my face that had come loose from my braided bun and followed the giggles.
Nicolai Branden Alexander Mikhailov
“That’s it dollface. Take all of it.” My jaw was clinched tight and I could feel my balls starting to tighten. It was time to focus, bust this nut and get downstairs to my brothers. I weaved my fingers into her hair, and started fucking her mouth. I’ve had women panic when they tried to take my cock but this woman devoured it. I mean I was sliding in and out of her throat and her fingers tightened on my ass, wanting all of it.
“You want to come again, doll?” I asked through my teeth. I’d eaten her out when she’d followed me into the bathroom twenty minutes ago. But I’m a gentleman and if the lady wanted another orgasm before I blew, I felt obligated to please.
She pulled her head away from me, the tip of my cock escaping her mouth with a pop.
“I’m fingerin’ my cooch sugar, give me that cock and I’ll come.”
That was all I needed to hear. With a groan, I grabbed the back of her head and pumped. Nothing in the world like that moment when you’re about to come. The sensation that spreads up your back. The release of pressure, so sweet and so violent. Sublime. I closed my eyes and roared, staying deep in her throat, feeling her swallow and looked down to watch her ride her fingers to her own heaven.
“Hello? Is this where the party is?” My head snapped up to find a woman standing at the door. Her mouth agape, her eyes wide.
She was a pretty little thing. And her cheeks were about as red as her hair. “Doll,” I started, tucking my junk into my tuxedo pants. “I think you got the wrong room, unless you’re interested in getting in on this.”
The woman at my feet turned then and spied our visitor. “I’ve always wanted to try a threesome but I got to get back to that kitchen. This weddin’ ain’t goin’ to cater itself.” She hopped up off her knees and was adjusting her skirt and was out the door before the redhead spoke.
“I’m so sorry. I…why am I still standing here?” she said mostly to herself. But she remained staring at me.
“I don’t know doll,” I replied. Walking forward, I offered her a smile and she took a step back. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“I’m sorry,” she mumbled and stepped back again. This time turning on her heel and walking toward the stairs.
The door to her right opened and she jumped. Antonina Hume came rushing forward. “Benny Reynolds! Finally! Get in here, girl. We gotta get Evie in her wedding dress and start drinking some champagne.”
I watched the redhead and Toni disappear and rubbed my hand over my face. Benny Reynolds. Fuck! Come Monday morning, she was my new boss.
Look for Benny and Nicolai’s story 2014.
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