Lost (The Everett Gaming Series Book 5)

by Drew Sera

  Colin

  What a long ass drive back to Newport Beach. I think it didn’t seem so bad going up because I had slept so much while Anthony drove. On the way back to the beach house he and I split the driving and we kept ourselves entertained by playing a twenty questions type of game while drinking sodas and eating candy. It was completely college kid-like, but I loved it. We finally pulled up to the beach house, exhausted.

  Anthony and Sydney made some comfort foods of soups and sandwiches for our dinner while I checked the work email. I read one email over and over before any of it sunk in. Mitch forwarded it to me just a little while ago. It was from Cheng saying that he would be in Las Vegas for a week starting on March 24. He was looking forward to partaking in the Vegas party scene and was looking for Mitch, Anthony and myself to coordinate the entertainment. Oh, fuck. I called Mitch from the deck while Anthony and Sydney finished making dinner.

  “Hey, Mitch. I just read your email.”

  “Colin, I was going to give you a call in the morning. So, any ideas on Vegas entertainment for the owner of and huge international hotel chain and his closest pals?”

  “Fuck, no, not really. We don’t really know what kind of partying he’s wanting to do. He could be looking for classy parties, gaming parties, women, social power parties. It could be anything and we can’t make assumptions. Too much is riding on this. Put James on it. Have him poke around the Cheng team and see if he can get a feel for what kind of entertaining we need to pull off. The timing of this is terrible. We’re going to be ready to ship and deliver his equipment at the end of March for his April opening.”

  “We will figure it out, don’t stress over it. How was your trip up to San Francisco?”

  “Good, thanks. Weather blew though.”

  “I could care less about the weather, Colin. How is Sydney and Anthony?”

  I rubbed my forehead out of frustration over Cheng’s party demands.

  “Sorry, Mitch. They’re both well, but I think Anthony is coming down with a cold and nightmares still wake Sydney up.”

  “She’ll get there. Give her some time.” He paused a few moments which went almost undetected by me as I was trying to figure out entertaining Cheng for a week. “How are you holding up, Colin?”

  Me? I stood up straighter on the patio deck and watched the tide roll in. I was fine. Good in fact. I might be a little stressed and maybe a bit more now that I know Cheng is coming to town.

  “I’m doing fine, Mitch. Really and thank you for asking.”

  He laughed and I frowned.

  “I don’t know how you’re doing it, Colin. If my wife was abducted and I somehow made it through that but now was dealing with the physical and psychological trauma, I honestly don’t know how you’re staying so controlled.”

  I smiled at that comment. If he only knew how control was my whole life, then he probably wouldn’t wonder at all.

  “Anthony has been a huge help. I’ve got a great support group.” I turned to glance in the kitchen and watched them move around one another setting the table. When she moved away from the table to go back to the stove, Anthony wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against him for a hug. So much has changed with her in our lives. It’s good for both of us actually. We have a wonderful woman to come home to and who loves us. Someone who is into what we’re into and we can really feed our kinks with her and not be afraid that we’ll be judged. It’s a wonderful feeling and I was standing out here on the fucking phone.

  “Mitch, I’m sorry but I have to get going. Sydney made dinner tonight and…”

  “Don’t apologize, Colin. Go spend time with your girl. I’ll call James tonight and we’ll see what we can find out about the type of stuff Cheng wants to do.”

  “Thanks, Mitch.”

  I put my phone back on silent and went inside. When I opened the door, the sound of her uncontrollable laughter filled the place. She was sitting on Anthony’s lap; his arms were securely holding her so she wouldn’t hurt herself from squirming around. She was giggling as Anthony was playfully poking or trying to get at her shirt. I just stood there with a smile plastered to my face watching them.

  “Colin, Sir!” She screeched. “Rescue me!” She said playfully.

  I sat down across from them and watched Anthony suck on her earlobe.

  “What’s he doing, baby?” I asked her.

  “She’s hiding red M&M’s in her shirt,” Anthony said as he playfully nuzzled his face against her tee shirt between her breasts.

  I smiled and looked at them questioningly.

  “He’s trying to get my nipples!”

  “M&M’s. I can suck and suck on them and roll them between my teeth,” Anthony said softly while Sydney laughed and squirmed on his lap.

  I couldn’t help but burst out with laughter. I brought the rest of the food to the table and Anthony shifted her to sit mostly on one of his legs so they could both begin eating.

  “It’s not my fault, Col. She shouldn’t be able to keep red M&M’s from her Doms.”

  We kept the playful banter up through dinner and decided to watch a movie. I was on treat detail and made popcorn drizzled with M&M’s. On the way to the couch with the popcorn, I eyed Anthony’s antibiotic bottle. I grabbed it and took it with me. As I passed out sodas and napkins I handed him the pill vial.

  “I took it while we were setting the table.”

  I hoped to fuck he really had taken it. He can’t get sick. I worry because I know he hates taking them because they screw with his stomach, but if he gets sick, it’d be far worse than a stomachache. I think he sensed my worry and spoke up.

  “Col, I took it. Sydney saw me. I don’t want to get a cold and get sick.” He stroked Sydney’s hair and looked down at her resting her head on his chest. “I can’t get sick.”

  I knew that he understood that if he got sick he’d likely get put in the hospital until he was better so they could monitor him. That would pull him away from Sydney and I knew he didn’t want or need that. None of us needed or wanted that.

  Anthony and I played with Sydney off and on during the movie. I didn’t even realize that the credits were rolling. My head was resting back on the cushions while Sydney was licking and sucking on me. I was holding out though as long as I could because I wanted for the three of us to play. Not one of us watching the other two or giving instructions. I wanted all three of us to play together.

  “Baby, go upstairs, take your clothes off and present yourself on the middle of the bed and wait for us.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Sydney scooted off the couch and headed up the steps.

  “I’m coming for those red M&M’s,” Anthony called after her. We could hear her laughter as she climbed the stairs.

  We gave her a few minutes to get undressed and for the anticipation to build before we headed upstairs. I climbed the steps to the loft where the bed was at and felt that fire roar to life in the pit of my stomach when I saw her in the present pose. Anthony had asked her to do this in the hotel and it had gone well. Sydney had handled being pushed back in that direction very well. I was hoping we could add to it tonight by possibly restraining her in some fashion.

  Anthony and I walked around the bed examining her posture as she knelt on the bed. I grew hard as I stared at how her heels were pressed against her butt cheeks. I loved watching Anthony and her the other night and wouldn’t mind doing a little directing tonight too. Anthony climbed on the bed and began kissing her while he held onto her wrists. With that move, I had an idea that I think would push all of us.

  “Baby, what do you say if you need to stop?”

  “Red, Sir.”

  “Good girl. You know you’re safe with us and don’t need to be afraid.”

  Sydney and Anthony were both facing me. She was kneeling still but now was framed by Anthony’s legs as he knelt behind her pressing his chest against her back. She blinked her uncertain eyes at me and then back at Anthony. When she turned her head to look at him
, he began to kiss her again while still holding her wrists in his hands.

  “Tonight, is for our pleasure, Sydney.”

  Anthony and Sydney broke from their lips for a moment and both looked at me. Anthony’s wicked smile appeared and I knew he’d be on board.

  “Yes, Sir,” she said in a sultry voice.

  I let them continue with their making out while I pulled the pillow cases off a couple pillows and set them quietly on the bed. I went back to stroking my cock while they sucked each other’s faces. They weren’t paying much attention to me until I moved to kneel with my knees touching Sydney’s. I was rubbing and touching her breasts while Anthony kissed her and then he moved to kiss her shoulders leaving her mouth open for me to love on.

  “That’s it, sunshine. Let Master Colin have a taste.”

  My tongue surged into her mouth and took control. I physically let my body’s weight press into her, which in turn pressed her into Anthony. His body would keep her grounded and calm though. I knew this would push both of them some. We’ve always been gentle with how much of our weight we put on Sydney but Anthony nearly came undone the other night when he couldn’t get a deep breath. I was going to be cautious, but I was going to push. He still had her wrists in his hand and they were doing fine.

  Our movements grew with urgent need and we ended up towards the top of the bed by our pillows. I reached over on the nightstand and grabbed the lube then dropped in next to Anthony.

  “Baby, the other night at the hotel, you liked it when Anthony fucked your sweet little ass, didn’t you?” I asked her as my mouth pulled and tugged at her bottom lip.

  I could feel her heated breath when she whispered “yes” and it made me smile as I felt myself lengthen. I’ll admit that I enjoyed watching her get her ass pumped by Anthony. When he fucked her ass, he really fucked it. He wasn’t rough with her when he did it, but it was a very raw and primal way that he took her ass.

  “Fuck her ass, Anth,” I calmly said to him but barely broke contact with Sydney’s mouth. Her kissing became more urgent at my statement as she prepared for Anthony. I slowed my movements when I knew that Anthony was ready and kept Sydney facing me as Anthony entered her ass. Her facial expression was absolutely beautiful when he pushed his cock in. He probably gets to see this expression more than I do because he and I are usually in opposite positions.

  Anthony was up on his knees and his body was leaning over her in the tight space they had to work with on the bed. I think his body was pressed against the headboard some.

  “Fuck,” he hissed out. “Sunshine, your ass is so fucking tight.”

  With Sydney’s legs resting on the outside of Anthony’s legs, it left the middle wide open for me. When I saw that he had reclaimed his hold on her wrists, I entered her pussy and looked up at Anthony. He and I were both in her at the same time again. I picked up a pillowcase and cautiously wrapped it loosely around their wrists. When Anthony felt what I was doing, he moved his hand to hold hers so that he was no longer holding her wrist. He knew she’d need the comfort rather than him also exerting dominance to restrain her. She pulled from my lips and looked down at the pillowcase that I was putting on their wrists. I tilted her head upwards to look at me but she was struggling.

  “Sydney, eyes baby.” I waited, but wasn’t disappointed when they came to rest on my eyes. “Good girl. You’re safe, Sydney. You have a word that you can use and we will stop. Use it if it’s too much.” I held eye contact with her for a few more moments before I decided that it was safe to continue.

  I took her lips again and when I knew Anthony had moved his other hand from her wrist to hold her hand, without looking I tied the other pillow case around their wrist. I had to lean back and look at them. Being into bondage, the way they looked took my breath away. They looked fucking amazing. It was so hot to see both of them bound to one another. Bodies moving full of need and desire. And love.

  I continued to thrust into her pussy and Anthony and I found our rhythm. Things were getting heated very quickly and I worked on lightly pinching Sydney’s nipples. She hissed and arched her back, pushing those pretty tits further into my hand.

  “Colin, Sir…mmm...”

  I couldn’t fucking believe it. She was vocalizing without being encouraged to express how she felt. It’s been hard for her to be very vocal during sex and even more difficult for her to be vocal during an orgasm. It’s something we’ve been working with her on. Seeing how she just volunteered to share her expression, I was going to encourage it. I pushed deeper into her and held her chin still so I could look at her.

  “What, baby?”

  “You guys feel so good. Don’t stop, please.”

  Fantastic! I know I told her tonight was for mine and Anthony’s pleasure, but when I heard her noises and words say how good we felt, I wouldn’t deny her. I was harder than stone and needed to be as close as possible to her. Her vocal expressions and noises of pleasure filled my head and made my heart swell. I pushed closer to her and grabbed hold of the headboard on either side of Anthony’s shoulders. The three of us couldn’t physically get any closer to one another. My arms were stretched out holding me to the bed and in turn, holding them to me. Sydney’s legs were spread as wide as they’d go to make room for Anthony and I. She was leaning back against Anthony more to physically accommodate how close we were.

  I was making out with Sydney when I started to notice the noise Anthony was making. I pulled apart from Sydney for a moment. Anthony was still up on his knees, pressed against the headboard with his open mouth clamped down on her shoulder. I could tell that he wasn’t biting down on her, but he was definitely zoned out in that special head space. His hands were holding Sydney’s hands tightly in my makeshift restraint and I searched her eyes to make sure she was doing okay. She smiled up and me and drew my mouth back down to hers.

  Our bodies moved as one and I was pretty sure all three of us were in a special head space where nothing existed but the three of us. I felt my balls tighten and was able to pry a hand off the headboard to take Sydney’s face in my hand.

  “Eyes. I’m want to look in your eyes.”

  I maintained eye contact with her and pushed myself towards release. I felt it coming and smiled as my eyes bore holes into Sydney’s. I only shut my eyes for a moment to ride out the initial jets. When I opened them again, Sydney’s eyes were right there waiting for me. No fucking wonder Anthony prefers her pussy. He gets to look into these eyes.

  I felt her pussy clench and then Anthony unclamped his mouth from her shoulder, swore heavily and then pressed his head down on her back. A noise confirming Anthony’s release ripped out of him and during his explosion, Sydney began panting and moaning.

  “Sir! Ma-ster C-colin, may I…come?”

  It was music to my ears to hear her ask permission to come. She refrained all through our fucking that we told her it was just for our pleasure and thought to ask for permission to release. Anthony and I both came and she was right there with us.

  “Baby, come. Come for Anthony and I.”

  I pressed my forehead against hers and held my hand on the back of her head, holding her still. It was amazing what we just shared. I’ll admit that I was shaky and held our position a little longer. I kissed her head and she let it fall to rest against my chest. I ran my hands down her arms and was startled when I felt how badly her hands and Anthony’s were shaking. I quickly removed the pillow cases and Sydney’s hands snapped liked rubber bands back around her stomach.

  Vulnerable. She came loudly and had been restrained. She was feeling vulnerable, no doubt. I was so fucking proud of her. As her head was still pressed into my chest, I looked around it to see that Anthony’s own arms had pulled back with hers and he was holding her tightly against him. She was safe and in the best hands possible.

  I grabbed a throw and draped it around the two of them and pulled myself off the bed to get wash cloths, water and some candy. When I came back to the bed, neither had moved but Anthony had his eyes o
pen at least. He still looked very out of it with the glassy eyes and staring off to space look. The last time I had seen him like this was at his cabin that night we found out spankings turn Sydney on. He was a mess that night and he looks to be in the same boat tonight. I’ll keep a close eye on both of them and make sure they both come down.

  “Sydney, baby. Eat some.” I offered her my outstretched hand with M&M’s and she dug through the candies and claimed all of the green ones. “Anth,” I held my hand out to him but he didn’t budge. He didn’t blink or even look like he heard anything I said.

  I opened the throw and tugged on Sydney’s arm so she’d turn around for me to clean her up. She turned as Anthony was starting to come around.

  Chapter 67

  Saturday, March 1st

  Anthony

  Sweet, kinky little kitten. Hearing her come that loudly was incredible. She was shaking, so I tightened my grip around her to comfort her. That’s when I felt the tears on my forearm. Had I hurt her? I began to fear that I hurt her. I had fucked her hard in the ass. Colin is so much more controlled with her ass than I was. I opened my mouth to find out if I had hurt her, but nothing came out. I began to shift around but Colin stilled me.

  “No, no. You two are fine right there. You didn’t hurt her, Anth. It was an emotional, cathartic release for all of us.”

  Cathartic release. I wrapped my other arm around her and hid my face in her back. Was that something I needed to get out of my system? Is that why I was rough? I began to analyze and over analyze my actions. I didn’t want to hurt her. She was shaking in my arms and I couldn't even find the words to sooth her at all. I zoned out for a few minutes as I hid my face against her back.

  Faintly I heard, “I love you, Colin and Anthony.”

  “I…” That’s all I got out. What the fuck was wrong with me? My voice was all fucked up, too. I tried replaying what I did when Colin’s voice filled the space.

  “Come on, you two need to lie down and stretch. That was intense.”