Don't Walk Away: A Second Chance Fake Fiance Romance

by Eva Luxe

  Although he was initially hesitant, Marino must have gotten over that. Because suddenly he’s behind me and so is his huge cock. I feel it pressing up against my ass, as hard as Dante’s.

  I’m overcome with so much lust. I never knew I would want two cocks at once but I do.

  “You’ve gotten us into a lot of trouble,” Dante says. “You’d better beg us for forgiveness.”

  Marino pulls me down to my knees, holding my wrists behind my back. Before I even know what’s come over me Dante’s cock is in my mouth.

  I suck on it eagerly, begging him for forgiveness for what he thinks I’ve done and what I know I’m about to do. I’m pretty sure that having sex with an employee in the VIP room is exactly the kind of evidence the senate committee wants me to gather.

  But I can’t even think of that right now. Because all I can think of is Dante’s big cock in my mouth.

  “Eat it like a good little slut,” he tells me. “And beg my forgiveness.”

  “Please forgive me,” I say, humming up against his cock as he rams it deeper and deeper into my throat.

  Marino is behind me, putting on a condom as fast as he can.

  “I’m going to fuck her first,” he tells Dante, as if declaring me his prize. “I know she was your birthday gift…”

  “Do it,” Dante says, his big cock filling my mouth. “She gives good head. I’m fine right here.”

  I feel the tip of Marino’s cock up against my pussy and I can’t believe I’m about to have my very first threesome. In a public club where anyone could walk in at any minute.

  I think of what they’d find: me wearing only a G-string that Marino has pushed over to the side, my tits hanging out and Dante’s cock shoved deep into my throat while Marino gets ready to push his big cock into my pussy.

  I feel a mixture of humiliation and power like none that I’ve ever felt before.

  “Fuck me,” I beg as well as I can, since my mouth is full of Dante’s cock. “Please fuck me Marino.”

  “I love when this little bitch begs for you,” Dante says. “While my cock is in her mouth.”

  I feel Marino push his cock into me and I stifle a scream. It’s so big it hurts. And yet it feels so good.

  “Your pussy is so wet and ready for me,” Marino says, pulling my hair back while he thrusts himself all the way inside me. “I’ve claimed it and it’s mine. Whatever Dante wants to do with it after this, I took it first.”

  Dante grabs my breasts and jams his cock further down my throat as Marino pumps himself in and out of me.

  “I’m coming,” I moan, not even caring how loud I am now.

  “Good, because I’m about to shoot my cum into your mouth,” Dante says, pulling his cock halfway out so that only the head is in my mouth. I suck on it while playing with his shaft. His cum squirts into my mouth and I swallow it up as Marino rides me from behind.

  I gasp as I feel a wave of pleasure roll over me like none that I’d ever felt before.

  “Come on my cock,” Marino orders me, as Dante takes his cock out of my mouth and slaps me on the face and breasts with it. “Because it’s about to come in your pussy.”

  “Dante. Marino,” I say, not sure whose name to call out first because both of them are making me feel so good. “This feels amazing.”

  “You’re our slut now and we can do whatever we want with you,” Dante declares. “But it doesn’t mean anything more than that.”

  Marino groans as he pulses and throbs inside me. “It only means more than that if we all want it to.”

  I collapse into his arms that are outstretched behind me. My legs are spread out on Dante’s. We lie there a panting, entangled mess while I think about what Marino just said.

  If we all want it to, it could mean more.

  I don’t know what I want this to mean. I just know that this was the best sex I’ve ever had and I never want it to stop. If that means this could turn into more than just an undercover job than so be it.

  I’m ready for whatever is in store with the Rossi brothers. They’ve completely owned my body and they’re beginning to own my soul.

  I never thought I’d enjoy being a stripper but I proved myself wrong. I never thought I’d enjoy blowing one guy while another fucks me but I proved myself wrong about that too.

  So I’m not even going to pretend to know that I can predict what’s in store for me. Maybe the Rossi brothers and I will do this more often. Maybe it will turn into something more than just fun sex.

  And maybe I’ll keep liking it. At least until my personal life gets in the way of my professional life. Or until they use me up and toss me aside like it seems that they did to this Samantha chick.

  Although it looks and sounds to me like she had it coming. But I can’t say the same isn’t true about me. I want to see what happens with the Rossi brothers but I doubt they could ever forgive the way we started, once they find out why I really walked into their club.

  Chapter 16 – Dante

  Two Weeks Later

  Things are working out exactly as they should. The Fun House is making more money and the clients keep coming in to see Desire.

  There’s only one fucking problem.

  I don’t want her dancing for them.

  I’ve come to think of Jessica— Desire— as ours. Marino’s and mine. I can’t help but not want to share her with anyone else.

  Tonight, guys are lining the stage asking for lap dances and private VIP room sessions. But as she bends down to collect their money before finishing her last song, I nod at her.

  “Desire, we need you in the office,” I tell her.

  She looks a bit relieved, and I’m glad. I like that she would rather be with Marino and me than with all of these other guys.

  Usually some office workers are here, doing the schedule or the books. But right now no one is here so I duck into it after calling Marino in.

  She comes in after us and smiles.

  “Lock the door,” I tell her.

  She does. And then she asks us, “Am I doing a good job, Bosses?”

  “Yes,” Marino says. “But it’s like you’re doing too good of a job.”

  Of course my brother and I were thinking the same things. That’s just how we work.

  “I don’t want you doing private dances anymore,” I tell her. “Your job is to dance for Marino and me and that’s it. Don’t worry, we’ll make it worth your while. I’d rather pay you for your private dances than let those pervs shell out small bills to you all night.”

  “Is that a wise business decision?” she asks, with a small smirk.

  I can tell she likes the idea.

  “We’re getting to the point where it doesn’t matter,” Marino says, ever the businessman. “This place is going to sell itself soon. No one needs to know that the star dancer isn’t going along with it.”

  “Plus, it’s always good for the owners to relax and be entertained,” I tell her, as I pull her up into my arms.

  I sit her down on the desk and then Marino walks over and pulls her little G-string to the side.

  “I’ve been needing to see this up close since I saw you on stage,” he says, staring at Jessica’s perfect pussy. “To tell you the truth, it bothers me that all these men are looking at you, wanting to do the same thing I do to you.”

  He puts his finger into her pussy and she squeals in delight.

  “At least I’m the only one who can do this to you,” he says. “Well, and Dante of course.”

  I watch him pinch her clit between his fingers and rub it eagerly, while she flutters her sparkly eyelids in joy.

  “Soon we won’t have to worry about it,” I assure Marino. “We’ll be done with this place and Jessica will be all ours. Won’t you, Jessica?”

  “Yes.”

  She lays back on the desk and Marino kneels down and licks her pussy. I move around to the other side of the desk so that I can stick my cock in her mouth. She sucks on it upside down while Marino sucks on her pussy.

 
I watch her eyes looking up at me as she takes my shaft in her hand and eats my balls. Then she licks up and down the length of my cock, stopping to suck on the end of it. I’ve never been on the receiving end of such a good blow job before.

  She moans now, so Marino is obviously doing a good job of eating her pussy.

  “This feels so amazing,” she says, as she wiggles around on the desk.

  “I’m coming.”

  “Come in my mouth,” Marino tells her. “And then I’m going to fuck you so you’ll come on my cock.”

  Jessica’s right. This is so amazing. And I don’t ever want it to fucking end.

  Chapter 17 – Marino

  My cock grows so hard as I lick Jessica’s delicious pussy that I just can’t take it anymore. As soon as her orgasm is complete, I put on a condom and shove myself into her. She’s dripping wet and feels so tight and soft and good.

  “I’ve been waiting to fuck you all night,” I tell her. “My cock needed your pussy.”

  “Hrpmh,” she says, since her cock is full of my brother’s cock.

  Dante fucks her mouth while I fuck her pussy, and I can feel myself throbbing inside her. I can still taste her and I love the smell of her lavender scented perfume mixed with the smell of our sex. I’m overcome with the sensation of a rising orgasm.

  I thrust in and out of her as her legs are spread wide around my hips and her body is splayed out on the desk.

  “I’m going to come,” I tell her, and just as soon as I’ve said it I feel my cum shooting out. The damn condom gets in our way but it still feels amazing, just like she said.

  I realize that both Jessica and Dante are coming too, but just then there’s a knock at the door.

  “One second,” I call out, as they stifle their moans.

  “Fuck,” I say, but they’re too caught up in the height of passion to care who is at the door.

  It would be awful if the inspector decided to make a visit right now.

  Dante fills up Jessica’s mouth with his cum and she chokes and sputters some of it out, shivering as her own orgasm finishes up yet again.

  “Oh my god,” she says, sitting up and re-arranging the small outfit we’d half torn off of her in our passion. “I don’t know how I managed to swallow all of that cum.”

  “You’re quite the champ,” Dante says, zipping up his pants as I do the same.

  Then I poke my head out the door and I’m relieved to see that it’s only a bouncer.

  “What do you want?” I ask him gruffly.

  “Sorry to interrupt,” he says, obviously letting on that he knows what we were doing in here. “But some of the guys are asking for Desire? I don’t know what to tell them.”

  “Tell them she’s not feeling well and had to go home early,” I tell him.

  “What? Seriously?”

  His forehead crinkles up in anger.

  “They’re going to throw a fit.”

  I shrug.

  “I know Desire is in high demand but she can’t always be around,” I tell him. “They have to get used to that fact and get used to some of the other girls in the Club.”

  Because she’s not going to be here for long, I think to myself.

  I’ve clearly fucking fallen for her, and so has Dante, and her being a dancer here just can’t work out for much longer. We are known for fucking taking what we want, and sharing it with each other, but not with anyone else.

  “So I’m not feeling well, huh?” Jessica asks, as soon as the bouncer had headed back to the masses to deliver the bad news. “That’s funny because I’m actually feeling super fucking good.”

  “I think you need to eat,” I tell her.

  “I just did.”

  She laughs. I can’t help but laugh with her. The sound of her chuckling is contagious, and I love to see the dimples appear in her cheeks.

  “Something more substantial than whatever Dante just gave you,” I say. “Come on, let’s go to Nini’s.”

  “Oooh, you’re taking me on a date,” she says.

  Dante just shakes his head at me with a smile, as if he knows we’re both in over our heads and he’s just going along for the ride.

  “Let me put on some more proper dinner attire,” Jessica says.

  “I’ll get your stuff so that no one talks about why you’re leaving,” I tell her.

  “And I’ll escort you out,” Dante says. “We have a good hour or two before we have to be back to supervise the next shift.”

  As Jessica bounces towards the door, I can tell she’s happy to be leaving the club and doing something real with us for once. And that makes me smile even more, because all I want to do is make her happy.

  Chapter 18 – Jessica

  Nini’s is a pretty swanky restaurant, and I feel so different here than I do at the club. I’m wearing the same little black dress that I had worn to work, with my dancing outfit lingerie on underneath it as underwear.

  I keep looking around wondering if I’ll see any familiar faces. I get some satisfaction out of knowing that if anyone sees me they might wonder what I’m doing with the Rossi Brothers at Nini’s but they’ll probably have no idea what I just did with them in the office of The Fun House. Or that I’ve been dancing on stage there nearly every night.

  I wear a wig at work and I don’t think anyone has recognized me. But even if they do, I have an easy excuse: the undercover investigation.

  I like the excitement of having a double life. Senator by day, sexy stripper at night. But now I realize I’m falling for the very people I’m supposed to be taking down. And I’m terrified of how this is going to turn out.

  The menu has steaks and seafood but I’m starving, having not had time to eat anything all day.

  “I want a huge burger and fries,” I announce.

  “Nice,” Dante says. “I love a girl with an appetite.”

  He winks at me and I remember how I just guzzled down his cum.

  “I’ll have a burger too,” Marino says.

  We all order burgers and we’re talking about how we like them done when I hear someone clear their throat beside me. I look over to see Maddie Hernandez, another senator on the Ethics committee, staring wide-eyed at me.

  “Jessica!” she says. “I thought that was you! I just had to come over and say hello.”

  “Hi Maddie,” I tell her, blushing. I’m not sure what I’m more afraid of: that she’ll blow my cover or that she’ll find out all I’ve been doing and not reporting to the committee. “This is Dante Rossi. And Marino Rossi.”

  “I’ve heard so much about you guys,” she says, shaking their hands.

  Now it’s her turn to blush. I remember the note she passed me. She’s obviously jealous of my assignment. I know I have nothing to worry about.

  “Yeah, the Rossi brothers and I are just catching a bite to eat,” I say, with a shrug, as if it’s no big deal.

  “Which one do you like better?” she blurts out, and then puts a hand over her mouth. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I just said that.”

  “I can’t decide,” I tell her, honestly. “I like Dante for his bold action. And Marino for his calculated decision-making.”

  “That’s very nice of you,” Marino says.

  Both brothers are smiling at me in amazement, as if I just declared them king of the world.

  “So how is Jessica on stage?” Maddie asks, and I wish I could kick her.

  Now she’s really pushing the limit of credibility. They are going to start asking questions. Not to mention that this topic isn’t one I want to discuss in public.

  “She’s beautiful,” Dante says. “She really shines. Just like she does everywhere.”

  Awwww. Now it’s my turn to blush.

  “We are really so glad to have Jessica with us,” Marino adds. “I don’t remember what we ever did without her.”

  He reaches his foot under the table and touches mine. And then Dante does the same.

  Maddie winks at me, as if I’ve got them right where I want them. And
I do, but not in the way that she thinks.

  “Well you guys have fun,” she says, with a laugh. “I’m sure you’re having a lot more fun than I am.”

  She nods over towards her table full of her husband and kids.

  “Bye Maddie,” I tell her, glad she’s leaving.

  “What you said about us was so nice,” Marino says, once she’s gone.

  “Now don’t go getting a big head,” I tell him.

  “Too bad. It’s already growing big again,” he says, glancing down at his lap.

  I laugh and touch his leg under the table. We continue playing footsies and being handsy all throughout dinner. I’m glad they had such nice things to say about me as well. And I’m particularly glad that they’re so caught up in our lovefest that they haven’t even thought to ask me how I know Maddie.

  Chapter 19 – Marino

  Two Weeks Later

  It’s been another successful Friday night and things are finally winding down at The Fun House.

  “Girls, take the party elsewhere,” I yell at some dancers who are doing lines off the bar. “This ain’t that kind of joint anymore. We’ve got a new reputation to protect.”

  At least until I’m able to sell it, I think, as I count thick wads of bills and load them into round containers to put into the safe.

  “We did well tonight, didn’t we?” Jessica asks me, removing her platinum blonde wig.

  She’s made her look— and her act— even better since the first time I let her walk through these doors when I wasn’t supposed to. I still love to watch Desire on stage, twirling and gyrating, but I hate that other guys can see her too. I can’t stand it much longer.

  Even though she only gives private dances to us, I can’t even take her dancing on stage for other men any more. My favorite part of the night is right now, when she turns back into Jessica, her true self.

  “Financially, we sure did,” I tell her, kissing her on her fucking cute little button nose. “But we were so busy I didn’t get to see you all night.”