“I just can’t Cole, I am afraid you will look at me differently.” I said, not meeting his gaze.
“No, Charlotte, I wouldn’t. All fantasies are normal.”
I took a deep breath and whispered, “I want to have a ménage with two men, one being the man I am with.”
Cole grinned down at me. “Now, was that so hard? And I don’t think that is anything to ashamed of. I must say I have never done that but I would be willing for you.”
“Really? You would do that for me?” I asked him.
“Yes, I would. Charlotte, these last few weeks have been absolute bliss. I want to keep trying with you. Please be mine and only mine.”
I answered him by pulling his face down to mine and ravishing his lips with mine. I poured all of my feelings into the kiss, the passion flowing between us. Desire immediately swelled in my belly, my insides warming. His hands began exploring my naked body, up and down my sides and cupping my ass. He lifted his hands back up to my breasts, cupping them and rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.
I moaned low in my throat and he responded by kissing me harder, his tongue dancing with mine. I could feel his hardness growing against my thigh. I broke away from his kiss and pushed him back onto the bed, a sexy grin playing on my lips. I straddled him, leaning back so that my hands rested on his thighs.
His eyes roamed my glistening naked body and then his hands grazed over every inch of me. I melted under his touch, loving the way he caressed me perfectly. I grabbed a condom on the nightstand, ripping it open and sliding down his shaft, and then I impaled myself on his cock. We both cried out in pleasure.
He filled me and I felt whole. I rode up and down, crashing onto his cock over and over again. I watched as he threw his head back, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. His hands still roamed over every inch of me, stopping on my breasts most often to pinch and play with my nipples. I rode him over and over again, my orgasm building. I felt myself coming hard onto his cock, as I screamed his name and he screamed mine. I collapsed onto his chest and he wrapped his strong arms around me.
Once our breathing had slowed, I rolled off him but buried myself into his side, intertwining my legs with his. We slowly dozed off, but as I drifted off to sleep I heard him whisper, “I am falling for you...”
Epilogue
Six Months Later…
Cole moved into my house last week. Our relationship had been going strong. Our connection was still there, as was the enjoyable sex. We did hit a slight bump in the road two months into things. I pulled away, feeling things were going too fast. I remember the argument like it just had happened yesterday.
“I need some space, Cole. I just need to breathe.”
He stared at me, anger and hurt flashing across his face. “What do you mean, you need to breathe? Is it something I did?”
“No, no it’s nothing you did. I just have never experienced such an intense all-consuming relationship before and I need some time to think and sort out my thoughts.” I answered.
“Charlotte, when people say that bullshit, it means they are thinking about breaking up. Do you want to break up with me, is that it?”
“Cole, No! I don’t want to break up with you. I am...I’m just afraid.”
“Afraid of what?” Cole said, anger still filling his voice, but I also heard a trace of sadness.
“Afraid of getting hurt.” I felt tears coursing down my cheeks and I was glad it was dark in the car so Cole couldn’t see.
“Charlotte, baby, I am not going to hurt you. I only want you. I am afraid too. I haven’t done a relationship in a really long time and you just blow me away. I want to touch and taste every inch of you all day long. You are all that I think about and it is driving me crazy. A good crazy though, I want more.”
I melted on the spot, my fears forgotten. Since then things have been quite perfect.
In fact, we confessed our love to each other while making love a few nights later.
And tonight, Cole said he had a surprise for me.
Cole had sent me out for an afternoon of spa treatments. I got my nails and toes done, a nice massage, and relaxed in a sauna. When I returned home later on, the house was dark, lit only by candle light. There were candles lit everywhere and there was a candle lit dinner set up for two people. Cole slid up to me, wrapping his arms around me.
“Hey there, gorgeous.”
“Hey sexy, what is all of this?” I waved my hand around to the room.
“A delicious dinner for two followed by one of your fantasies.” Cole spun me around to face him, grinning down at me.
“What do you mean one of my fantasies?” I stared up at him, wondering what was going on.
“I mean, I have a special guest coming over after dinner to help with your fantasy.”
I froze, anxiety clenching my stomach.
Holy fuck. Did he really just say that? I can’t go through with this.
At the same time, I wanted it to happen. Here was my chance with the man I loved. If I hated it, I never had to do it again.
“Are you serious?” I asked him.
“Yes, baby. I love you and want to make you happy. Come, let’s eat.”
I tried to eat as best I could but my nerves got the best of me. I could barely touch my food. Cole watched me, concerned. “What’s wrong, you don’t like the food?”
“It’s not the food, the food is delicious. I am just a little nervous.”
“Don’t be. It’s a friend of a friend. He’s clean and wants to hang out a bit beforehand.” Cole reached over to hold my hand as the doorbell rang.
Cole stood up and we walked to the door together. Cole opened it and there stood a deliciously hot man, one that looked very similar to Cole.
Wow my man did a good job picking out another man.
“Hey, come on in, Ryan. This is Charlotte. Charlotte, this is Ryan.” I gave him a hug and let him walk in. Cole winked at me. He whispered, “Hot, huh?”
I laughed. We sat down on the couch and had some drinks together, letting the alcohol loosen things up. Ryan was funny and I felt a good connection with him.
I was feeling a bit tipsy and brave so I stood up, turned on some music, and began to dance. I slowly began a strip tease, dancing back and forth between Cole and Ryan. I pulled off my shirt, throwing it at Cole. Next came my skirt, tossing it at Ryan.
Cole stood up and pulled me into his arms, kissing me passionately. Then I could feel Ryan’s hands on me, feeling all over my body.
Shit, this is intense. Two men fawning all over my body.
Cole ran his hands up under my skirt, his fingers grazing my panties while Ryan rubbed my breasts, squeezing the nipples. Cole led me over to the couch, pulling me down onto him, while Ryan followed, kissing my neck, shoulders, and breasts, continuing to caress them.
Cole pushed my panties to the side and slid himself inside me, lifting me up and down by my hips so that I was riding him on his terms. I turned towards Ryan and pushed his bulge to my face. I unzipped his pants, freeing his erection. I took him in my mouth, his head thrown back in pleasure. I sucked gently, running my tongue all along the tip in circles. Cole watched me, his fucking getting more intense.
Ryan began thrusting himself into my mouth, going faster with each push. He came a few seconds later as I came on Cole’s cock and he found his release a few moments later inside me.
Wow that was amazing.
I pulled myself off of Cole, sitting beside him, and Ryan tucked himself back in, sitting down on the opposite couch. “Damn, that was great. Nothing beats getting a blowjob from a girl getting fucked.”
Cole chuckled. I smiled shyly. “It was a good time.”
Ryan stood to go. “I would stay but I need to get to a club downtown. My band has a gig tonight.”
Cole saw him out and when he came back, he stood in the doorway, smiling like a fool.
“Well?” He asked me.
“Come here, babe.”
Cole walked over to me and I st
ood up, wrapping my arms around his neck. “It was quite the experience and an awesome one at that, thank you.” I kissed his mouth, lingering a bit before pulling away. “I do prefer just you though.”
Cole chuckled, “I love you, Charlotte.”
“I love you too, Cole.” I crushed my mouth against his, losing myself in him. He was a drug, an addictive drug that I needed, wanted again and again.
I would want him forever…
THE END
Closing The Deal (Part 2)
Chapter 1
I stood in front of the stove in the kitchen of my business space, stirring the candle wax mindlessly. My mind was elsewhere and not on what I was doing. Don’t get me wrong. I loved making candles. I turned a fun passion into a booming online business. Bella’s Scented Delights was the name. My house had an addition on the side that I turned into my shop to make the candles. But my business was expanding and growing faster than I could ever remember.
My home business space had a complete kitchen, a bathroom, and big working area with everything needed to make candles. I had big tables and smaller ones set up around the room with all the supplies. Two of my best girls worked with me which made the business even better. I didn’t care what hours they worked as long as the orders got filled and the work got done. I paid them a good salary and they both were happy.
I was alone in the shop today and I just couldn’t shut my brain off. I needed a distraction. I walked over and turned the radio on that was sitting on the counter. The music filtered through the room, filling my ears. Music was such a sweet release for me. I was able to concentrate on work for a while, fulfilling many orders. I then headed to my office in my house and worked on the website and emails. Next thing I knew it was 7pm and I was starving. I finished up work for the night and headed downstairs for some dinner.
Damn, I felt so lonely today. Evan crept into my mind and I pushed him away. Another failed relationship, probably doomed from the start. Was it my size guys didn’t like? I had curves for days and a much defined hourglass shape. I was on the bigger side but I loved how I looked. I had tried to do the whole diet thing but it never worked for me. I finally just accepted myself for the way I am. The man I am meant to be with will like me for who I am. I shook off the sadness and decided to call Liz, one of my best girls that worked at my candle shop.
She answered on one ring. “Hey Bells, what’s up chick?” I smiled. I loved Liz; we were opposites but clicked so well. “Hey love. What you up to?” “Not much, just chilling right now. Wishing I had some company, you want some company?” Liz asked.
“Yes, I would love some. We can make some watermelon margaritas and have some girl chat. I need to get over Evan.” I sighed, wishing I didn’t care so much. “Aw babe, you are still thinking about that asshole? I know it’s tough but just think of how much of a dick he was. I find hating them is easier.” She laughed. “I’ll be right over; I have some tequila and munchies I will take with me.” “See you soon,” I said. “Soon. Bye love,” Liz said and ended the call.
About 20 minutes later, Liz was at my door, grinning with her arms full of tequila and bags of chips. And of course, a bag of chocolate. I grabbed a few things from her and hugged her hard. “Thanks for coming over. I really needed the company,” I said to her. “Of course, Bells. I know you’re hurting and we are going to fix that. Alcohol and junk food always works. Oh and Chloe is on her way over.” Liz winked at me and I laughed. “Leave it to you, Liz. You’re the best, thank you.”
She smiled. “I love you, sweetie. I want you to feel better. I don’t like seeing you like this especially over an asshole. Besides, he had a small dick. You will find much better.” Liz winked as she poured us some wine and I laughed. I did have better at one point but that better was bad news. Never mind that.
“You are right. Fuck him. Fuck most men. They don’t know what they are doing or how to even please us. Let’s drink and forget all men.” I clinked glasses with Liz just as the doorbell rang. I jumped up, opened the door, and wrapped my arms around Chloe, almost knocking her backwards.
“Whoa! Happy to see me, Bells?” Chloe regained her footing, hugging me back as Liz took the bags from Chloe’s hands. I stepped back from Chloe, letting her enter the house. She headed towards the kitchen and I followed. “Yes, yes I am. I am just so happy and grateful to have my two girls here with me tonight when I feel like absolute shit.” I grabbed my drink and took a long sip.
Chloe, my other best friend and employee, looked over at me. “Bells, fuck Evan. His dick is small and the sex sucked. Why are you even fretting over him?” “Well I did have a good time with him and the break up was just surprising I guess. But you’re right, he wasn’t for me.” I raised my glass to Chloe just as Liz handed her one. The three of us clinked glasses. “To us, we rock.”
“Hell yea we do!” Liz exclaimed. “Men would be lucky to have us.” “So Liz, what’s going on with your love life at the moment?” I asked her.
“You know I don’t care for the relationship thing so I am still just hooking up and having fun. I have plenty of time before I need to settle down with one cock. And it better be a damn good one.” Liz laughed. “I have been hooking up with this one guy for a couple of weeks now.”
Chloe looked surprised. “The same guy?” “Yes the one I met when I went out with some friends from high school. At The Tavern Bar? Tall, dark, and deliciously hot?” Liz answered.
I nodded. “Yes I remember you mentioning him, but I thought it was a one-time thing.” “Do you mean you thought it was a one-time thing or you just figured it was? I am not that much of a slut girlfriend! When it’s been a while then yes I look for some sex but it’s not like I am taking home a different guy every night.”
“Oh, Lizzie, I didn’t mean it that way. I am happy for you and hope things go well. I did just assume because you always say you don’t see the same guy more than a few times. So has it passed those few times?” I asked her.
“Yes, I have seen him about 5 or 6 times now. One was a date he insisted on taking me on.” Liz shyly smiled. Chloe’s whole face lit up. “A date huh? Good for you, Liz. Are you going to keep seeing him?” Liz shrugged. “For a while, yes. But I just want sex, no relationship crap. I told him he could take me on one date and that was it. The sex is fucking awesome. I don’t want him going anywhere for a while. I am deliciously satisfied.” Liz grinned, winking her eye and licking her lips.
I laughed, feeling a bit jealous of Liz. I haven’t had mind blowing sex in so long. With someone I don’t even want to think about. Damn though, he was so good. Our sex was explosive, and I would have multiple orgasms, over and over again. No. Stop. I can’t think about him any longer. That part of my life is done and over with. “What about you, Chloe? Anything new with you and Jace?” I asked her.
She shook her head. “Nope, we are still doing well. He’s been busy with work, starting a new trial soon and I have been brainstorming so many new candle scents we could do.” I smiled. Oh Chloe, always thinking of the business. I was so glad she took so much pride in it, as much as I did.
“I can’t wait to hear about them, you’re such an awesome chick. That brain of yours works wonders.” Liz interrupted us. “Ladies, enough of the updates, let’s eat and drink! I am starved!”
We all began getting everything out and setup. Liz dished out the chips, Chloe fixed the dips, and I made the watermelon margaritas. I mixed frozen ones in the blender, blended with the margarita mix, ice, tequila, and fruit. I lined the rims of our frosted glasses with sugar and filled them up. I dropped in a slice of watermelon and a curly straw. Liz and Chloe’s eyes lit up when I handed each of them one.
“Mm so delish.” I said as I drank the sweet frozen concoction, feeling it slide down my throat as I licked the sweet sugar off the rim. Tonight was going to be a good night.
Hours later, we were passed out on the floor, each of us having downed about 3 or 4 of those frozen drinks. We ate a ton of chips and dip; chit chatted about every
thing under the sun, and then passed out together on the floor. As soon as I sat up, I felt my head spin. Oh shit, I was going to be sick.
Chapter 2
I was so hung over for the rest of the day but it was so worth it. I felt so much better than I did yesterday as far as Evan went. I worked side by side with Chloe and Liz today so we all suffered in our hangovers together. Thankfully it was Friday. “Any plans for the weekend ladies?” I asked.
Liz smiled. “Probably getting some action from Cameron.” “Jace and I have a wedding to go to on Saturday, and Sunday will be my usual Sunday shit chores.” Chloe shook her head a bit. “I hate Sunday chores.”
“I am visiting my parents down in Harbor Town. I do not feel like driving down there or even being in that town but I need to see them. It’s been a while. I am heading down tomorrow morning, coming home after dinner.” I concentrated on pouring the wax, trying not to think about going to Harbor Town.
I didn’t like the memories of my home town. My high school years were pretty crazy and I was so glad just to leave. Now I am successful and loving life with the friends I met in college. I was so glad I chose to go to college an hour away because my true colors were finally able to shine through. They weren’t dulled by my parent’s judgement any longer.
I rebelled while in high school. I was crazy in love with Joshua Bennett and I defied my parents in any way possible. I was so tired of living under their intense parenting; I just felt I needed to break away.
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