He loved the feel of her pussy gripping his cock. She was moving with him, matching his thrusts. He wanted her to come with him.
“Now. Come for me.”
She strained upward and cried out his name as she gave into her own needs and the sensations that made her thrash and throw her arms above her head. Together they were helplessly caught up in a world where the only thing that mattered was how they felt this very instant. He jerked as he came, filling the condom. God, how he wanted to come inside her without it. He closed his eyes as his cock spasmed with pleasure. When the orgasm had subsided, he eased himself against her, his head resting on her breasts. He could hear her heart pounding. It matched his.
He lifted his head and saw that her eyes were closed. She was exhausted. He was tired too, but damn if he wasn’t already thinking about the next time he would fuck her. And then, if she agreed, his brothers would know how good it could be with her. Possibly, if things worked out the way he thought they would, this weekend might be the beginning of many weekends they would spend together.
He was getting ahead of himself. What did he really know about her other than he was infatuated with fucking her? She could have a boyfriend or even be married. This could be nothing more than a weekend away from the real world for her. She might never want to see him again. The thought immediately depressed him. It was usually always the other way around for him. He was the one that was left trying to figure out how to let a woman down easy when he no longer wanted to see her.
Then a thought occurred to him. Was she a professional? No, he threw that thought out immediately. He would have known. She may have arrived with friends that were dressed for a night out, but none of them looked like hookers, except maybe the one with the long black hair who was wearing practically nothing. He had noticed her first, but when he saw Abigail, she had faded away. The woman lying in front of him might have been looking for some fun outside her norm, but that, he reassured himself, was all.
He rolled over and disposed of the condom into the wastebasket near the bed. When he turned back his eyes were drawn to her sleeping form spread eagle, no sheet, and snoring lightly. His cock had very few limits where she was concerned. However, she needed her sleep and he did too.
Tomorrow he would propose the next step. Somehow he would have to convince her that she wanted what he wanted. He would be honest with her. She deserved to know what he needed and also that it was all about fucking. If she said no, that would be it. However, he was a man who had a way of getting what he wanted, and he wanted her to fuck his brothers.
With a sigh he rolled over toward her and brought her into the nook of his arm. She didn’t wake up but curled closer to him. Her long brown hair that sported streaks of blonde was mussed up and tangled. It made her look sexy as hell.
He closed his eyes. Tomorrow would come soon enough. He smiled, thinking of having her for breakfast and then later with his brothers. He had no intention of letting her slip though his fingers. She would be theirs to enjoy even if she didn’t know it yet.
Chapter Six
Abby woke and looked around the strange hotel bedroom. Memories of the night before flooded her conscious, propelling her upward. She sat up, clothed in nothing but her garter belt and stockings. She was sore. She blushed.
Thankfully Rod had insisted she text Jessica. Hopefully the other girls knew she was okay, too. However, they had no idea just how okay she was. Last night had been incredible. Once again, she was glad she had waited to experience what had to be the best sex ever. Rod had known exactly how to make her come and not just once. She should be ashamed of herself, but she wasn’t. She was happy. Incredibly, undeniably happy.
She crawled out of the big bed and walked into the adjoining bathroom. She had to pee badly. She locked the door, not wanting to take a chance that Rod might walk in on her.
She washed her face and used her finger to brush her teeth. She found a hairbrush that she used to untangle her hair that had come loose from the hair tie. Feeling slightly better, except that she was practically naked in a strange man’s hotel bathroom, she opened the door and walked out.
Rod was sitting on the bed in just a pair of dark blue sweatpants. His upper body was naked. She admired the curly black hair that ran across his nipples and how his stomach muscles created what Jessica liked to refer to as a six pack. He was even better looking than she remembered. She felt her pussy tighten. She couldn’t help the way he affected her. She wanted him all over again.
“Come here,” he said, his voice low and husky.
She walked over to stand in front of him. She knew he could see that she was aroused. Her nipples had sprung outward to say nothing of her pussy that was already wet for him. Her body was completely under his control. She looked down shyly. This was all so foreign to her. Her reaction to just seeing him sitting on the bed had made her horny.
He cupped her pussy with his hand. “Just as I thought. You’re ready again, aren’t you?” His voice was like warm chocolate, and full of promises.
“I’m wet,” she said, softly, her eyes still cast downward.
He withdrew his hand. “Suck my fingers,” he ordered, bringing them to her lips.
She parted them to taste her wetness. She sucked each finger as he had directed. When she was done, he smiled.
“Take off your garter belt and stockings.”
She angled her body so she could lift one leg and then the other to the bed as she removed the stockings from the garter. She slid them off her legs and placed them on the nightstand. She garter belt slid down her hips. She placed it on top of the stockings. She shivered slightly now that she was standing completely naked in front of him.
She watched as he leaned back and removed his sweat pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear. His cock was hard, long, and thick. She gasped. He really was big.
“I’m going to fuck you, Abby. I want to watch you come.”
He lifted her so that his cock was touching her pussy.
“I’m going to fuck you like this, with you facing me. Don’t look down. Look at me the entire time. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she breathed, her heart racing. She wanted him inside her. She wanted to come with him. She was already halfway there.
He brought her body downward so that his cock pushed upward between the folds of her labia and further until he had totally impaled her on his cock.
She groaned. Her soreness combined with his fucking was glorious.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
She did. He was deep inside her. She continued to look into his eyes. They were fierce and hot. She moaned softly as he used her ass to lift her pussy up and down on his cock. He was going slow. She wanted him to go faster, but he continued to fuck her slowly, grinding into her as he moved her body with his. She placed her hands on his shoulders.
He lowered his head to capture her nipples. They were sore, too. She watched as he slid them between his teeth. When he raised his head, his eyes found hers.
“Kiss me,” he demanded harshly. “Now.”
She pressed her lips to his and opened her mouth for his tongue. She liked the way his moustache tickled her nose. The kiss deepened as he toyed with her tongue. She moaned into his mouth. She was so close to coming.
He pulled away from her, slipping his cock from her pussy. She wanted it back. He reached for a condom on the bedside table. He handed it to her.
“Put it on my cock,” he ordered.
She opened it with her teeth and pulled it out of the wrapper.
“Stretch it and get out the air. Then slide it down my cock slowly.”
She did exactly as he told her. She looked back into his eyes when she was done. He held her gaze, not taking his eyes from hers as he lifted her and slammed her down hard on his cock. Her legs went around him again, hugging him to her. He lifted her and rammed her down on his cock again and again. She begged him to let her come.
“That’s it, baby,” he crooned. “Now. Fucking come now.
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Over and over again she came all over his cock. He groaned as he shot his cum inside her. God how she wished he wasn’t wearing a condom.
“Yes,” he cried out. “Yes, that’s it.”
When his body had calmed, he was still holding her tightly, his cock throbbed inside her.
“I can’t wait to fuck you without one of these,” he said, lifting her to remove the condom.
She still hadn’t told him she was on the pill and although she wanted to, she had thought better of it. She didn’t want him to think…what didn’t she want him to think? That she was a whore who fucked strange men? What would he think if he knew he was only the second man to ever take her to bed? However, to her, other than that one night with Jamie, he was her first.
“We”—he grinned, looking very boyish—“need a shower.”
“I do,” she said with a nervous giggle.
He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom where he deposited her in front of the largest shower she had ever seen. He walked into the ceramic stall and turned on the water. He looked over to where she was standing and held out his hand to her.
She couldn’t get to him fast enough. He shut the glass door behind her before he grabbed her to him, his arms encircling her as the water from the showerhead ran down their faces. He leaned down and kissed her. The warm water felt good pelting her skin. His kiss felt even better.
He removed his lips from hers and smiled down at her. He lathered his hands with liquid soap and began to wash her slowly. He refilled his hands with the liquid soap and bent down in front of her. She closed her eyes and put one hand on the tile to help keep her balance. His hands caressed her pussy and then slipped into the crack of her ass. He spent a long time caressing her most intimate parts before he stood up and grabbed the shower head, bringing it down with him to her pussy. He changed the setting so the water pulsed hard into her pussy. She groaned. He was going to make her come again.
But just when she thought she couldn’t stand it one more second, he turned her around. “Bend over and hold onto your legs.”
She did, knowing he was going to rinse her ass. The water pelted into her anus. She groaned again. It was like he was fucking her with it as he withdrew it and then let the water hit her again and again.
“Do you want me to come,” she choked out, knowing she was about to lose control.
“Yes. You can come.”
Like a flood gate that had suddenly been opened, the orgasm flowed through her, not stopping until she was nothing but a ragdoll that had come apart at the seams. When he turned her back around, he pushed her down onto her knees before he forced her to lie on her back. He stood up and put the shower head back so that it was lightly pelting her skin.
“Now I’m going to fuck that perfect little pussy of yours. Don’t move.”
He entered her slowly. He kissed her sore nipples and licked them. He moved his hips as he fucked her. She was losing it again when he withdrew and lifted her upward to her knees. He stood in front of her.
“Suck it,” he ordered. “Swallow my cum.”
“Yes, Sir,” she breathed. How did he know that was what she wanted?
With renewed strength, she sucked him deep into her mouth and fondled his balls. He came almost instantly. She knew it must have taken a great deal of control for him not to come in her pussy. He had obviously wanted to, but he didn’t have a condom. She smiled as she swallowed his gift. She loved his taste. She continued to suck him until he pushed her head gently away.
“That’s good, Abigail,” he said gruffly.
“I like doing that,” she admitted, softly. “You feel good going down my throat.”
“Holy fuck,” he said passionately. “Do you know what you’re doing to me?”
“I hope I’m pleasing you,” she said.
“Oh, you’re pleasing me,” he smiled. “Tell me, just how badly do you want to please me?”
“More so than I ever thought possible.”
“That’s good. There’s something you can do that will please me very much. We’ll talk about it over breakfast.”
“Breakfast?”
“You do eat food, right?” He laughed.
She blushed, looking downward. “Yes.”
“Let’s get dressed. The food is already here. I should have let you eat first, but when I saw you come out of the bathroom, I was hungry for something else.”
He helped her up and toweled her off. Together they went back in the bedroom and dressed. She had no underwear but she did put the garter belt and stockings back on along with her bra and dress. She found her heels and slipped them on.
Her hair was still wet. She rummaged around in the bathroom until she found a blow dryer. She blew it out using her fingers. Her stomach was growling. When she was done, she gave herself a quick check in the mirror. Not bad for a night of wild, uninhibited sex.
Rod had watched her dress and blow-dry her hair from a high-back chair in the corner of the bedroom. He was already dressed in jeans and a light blue open-necked shirt. She watched him from the mirror as he walked out of the room. She followed him.
Breakfast was everything and anything. He had ordered lots of food. Once she started eating, she was like an out of control machine. The coffee was great, too. She had a second cup.
Rod smiled as he sat back in his chair. “I knew you had to be hungry. I gave you quite a workout last night and then this morning.”
“Yes, you did.” She looked down at her empty plate. She was suddenly shy all over again.
“I told you in the shower that there was another way you could please me. Do you remember?”
She nodded. “Yes, I remember.”
“You know I want you again. Do you want to be with me again?”
“Yes. Of course I do.”
“We were great together. I like rough sex and I like something else, too.”
She looked up at him. What was he about to tell her? Did he want to hang her from the ceiling or fuck her in public? She waited, her heart doing flip-flops. This man excited her and could turn her on with just a word. She had never thought someone like him really existed.
“I told you I had friends coming here today. Actually, they are to arrive around dinner. They aren’t just my friends, Abigail, they’re my brothers.”
He waited while that piece of information sunk in. She looked into his eyes. She knew what he wanted, but she waited for him to say it. She had to hear him say it.
“I want them to fuck you with me. It’s the ultimate turn-on for me and for them. You don’t have to, but it would please me. It would please me very much.”
“I don’t know what to say,” she said, her voice low, barely above a whisper.
“I’m hoping you will say yes. But you must have questions. Please ask me whatever you want.”
“Why do you want to fuck me with them?”
“Like I said, it’s the ultimate turn on. Once we tried it, we knew nothing would ever compare to the experience. I wouldn’t share you with anyone else, only them, if that’s a concern.”
“That’s good,” she sighed.
“Does that mean you’re considering it?”
“Are they like you? I mean they wouldn’t want to hurt me badly or anything like that would they?”
“No. We all like nipple clamps, spankings using our palms, a paddle and a flogger on occasion. We also like control with a woman. Handcuffs, gags, tying you up, and blindfolding you. However, we would never take you beyond your limit. That’s something we would need to test, but if you say no, we stop. It’s that simple.”
Nothing was that simple, but he made it sound so enticing. She had read about a woman having sex with more than one man and she had been turned on by it. Did she want them to all take her at once? She was getting wet again just thinking about it. Was having sex with three men the attraction or was it pleasing Rod that made her even contemplate such an arrangement? Did she dare cross that line?
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�I need some time to think about this.”
“Of course. I understand. I’ll tell you what we’ll do. Tonight, come to my suite around midnight. That should still give you enough time to have fun with your girlfriends. I’ll give you my room key. When you get here, I want you to take off all your clothes and go into the bedroom. Lay on the bed. There will be a blindfold there. Put it on. Spread your legs wide and put your hands behind your head.”
His eyes were dark and fierce, his voice deep and commanding. He liked telling her what to do. She liked it, too.
“My brothers and I will come back to the suite at twelve thirty. If you’re not here, I’ll understand. I won’t like it. But I will understand, because if you decide to return, it has to be because you want to. It’s the only way this will work.”
She nodded. “I understand. You won’t fuck me again otherwise. It’s all or nothing.”
“Something like that. ”
He got up and came back with a room key, handing it to her.
She could see desire in his eyes. He wanted her to open herself to all of them. Was that what she wanted? She knew the idea wasn’t as absurd to her as someone who thought they knew her might think.
She wished she could talk to Jessica about it. She was the only one who might understand. And yet, they had never really discussed sex like that. Would her friend think she was a total pervert for even considering such a proposal even though they had picked out sex toys together? She wasn’t sure and she didn’t want to take that chance. She was going to have to figure this out on her own.
When she walked out of the suite, Rod stood in the doorway and watched her walk to the elevator. Only when she was safely inside did she let out the breath she was holding. Would she come back tonight? She wanted to desperately. But if she did, it wouldn’t be just him. He wanted her naked and blindfolded in his bed waiting for him and his brothers. She felt the telltale tightening of her pussy. Butterflies swirled around in her stomach. The butterflies had taken her to Rod. Should she let them take her to his brothers too?
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