by Dark Angel
We cheers to that and she sips on her beer, and I see her luscious lips surround the bottle and it amuses me and makes me wish they were around my cock instead.
"You know, I think we have to work to keep Damian in line," she says. "He’s kind of a loose cannon. If we can make him realize how his demeanor in court could influence the case, then maybe we’ll get him off. Plus, there’s that new evidence. We’ve got to cross check our sources and get this thing under wraps." She’s all business it seems. And, when she talks like this, I’m reminded of how incredibly smart she is and that entices so much. I am so impressed by her.
"It’s a good thing Jason’s on that," I say. I need him at this moment to pull through. This is my first case, and I’m assigned to do it with two partners. More than ever I’ve gotta win this thing. I want to prove it to Jacqueline too. I want her to know that I always win, that I always get what I want. Including her.
"You know," I say wanting to turn the conversation from business to pleasure. "After the day I’ve just had, I could use more than a drink." I wink at her.
"Well . . . I need a ride home. You could come up."
With that I’m guzzling my beer back in a hurry. The sooner we get out of here the better. I take her hand and lead her out of the bar and to my car. I push her gently back so she is leaning on it and we share a deep and intimate kiss. There are so many layers to Jacqueline and I want to know them all. I, being the gentleman that I am, open the passenger side door for her and we drive to her place. I’m getting amped up just being with her, and with the thoughts of what I’ll do to her when we get there.
She leads me through the lobby of her elegant building, and I think about how happy I am that she lives somewhere safe. All I want in this world is to keep her safe . . . in my arms. I know Jacqueline can take care of herself, but I’ve gotta make room in her life for me. I’ve gotta have her.
In the elevator we kiss and make out. She unbuttons the top of my shirt and takes my tie off. I hold her close and allow my hand to make its way to her breast and she moans in pleasure as the feeling spreads down her body and makes her wet, I’m sure.
The elevator opens directly to her apartment, and it’s beautiful and sumptuous of course. Jacqueline has great taste. She pours us some drinks and we make our way to the giant couch to continue to make out. She’s crawling up upon my lap, feeling my hardness rise to meet her. She smiles provocatively and bites her lip. Fuck, this is gonna be great.
Just then, just as I’m getting primed to make her mine once more, there is a knock at the door. Damn.
Xavier
I’m on my way to Jackie’s apartment. For some reason my car just started drifting there. I can’t stop thinking about her and how my fortune is rising because this angelic creature has entered my life once again. I’ve always had a thing for her, like she could be the one girl who opens my eyes to monogamy. I could be with her forever and never look back. Sure, my life’s been interesting. I’ve had different girlfriends and all that, but Jackie is a true catch. And, she’s on top of her game right now. The timing seems to be right, so maybe this could happen; we’ll fall in love and that'll be it. At least, that’s what I’ve determined should happen. And I’m definitely going to get my way with her. I have to. In fact, I’d like to have my way with her tonight. Yeah, I just got this point of wanting to settle down right here, talking to you. But like when you find your perfect naughty angel, like Jackie is for me, even an alpha bad boy who fucks everything with a pussy that looks his way ... totally starts looking for just the one.
As I pull up to her building, I realize the lights in her apartment are on and that’s just the thing I need. I want to surprise her. I want to see the look on her face when she sees me. Tonight my goal is to make her realize that we can have something special. I’m not just a hunky piece of meat. I have feelings and true emotion for her. I could give her everything and adore her the way she deserves. Yeah, tonight I’ve got to start locking things down otherwise she’ll slip away and there’s just only one girl like Jackie.
As the elevator opens to her apartment, I do not see what I was expecting. In fact, I’m surprised by what I see. There’s another guy there. Fuck. Maybe I should’ve called first . . . But, now that I’m here I’ve gotta win this thing over. I should’ve known Jackie would have other prospects. I’m definitely not the only guy who sees how exquisite she is. But does he see past her great body, and into the depth of her soul like I do? That I don’t know. And, if he’s just some player who’s gonna hurt her, then I have to find out, and I have to be the one that takes her to the finish line.
The fact that he’s here will not deter me. Maybe it’s a good thing so I can see if he’s up to no good, or if he’s an honest dude.
I’m here to see Jackie and to blow off some steam and that is what I'll do. I don’t care if there’s another guy here. He’s probably got nothing on me anyways. I’ve known Jackie forever. And, I know she’s got a weakness for me.
"Hey, I just wanted to stop and see you."
"Hi, um yeah. Come on in. Xavier this is Marcus. Marcus this is Xavier."
"Hey man," I say.
"Hi." He looks slightly annoyed that I seem to have interrupted something, but then he gets up to shake my hand and asks Jackie if she minds that he make us some drinks.
"Of course not Marcus, that would be great. What do you think? Martinis? Wine? Beer?"
"I’ll have a martini if you’re making them. Dry, no olives. Thanks."
"Sure thing."
We are standing around the little bar she has set up in her place. It’s nice . . . All modern and stuff. There are mirrors everywhere, reflecting our faces in their surface, making me see the awkwardness of this situation. Hopefully I haven’t intruded too much. But I do plan on staying. He can leave. But I will stay. After knowing what Jackie and I have, this is a guarantee.
I sit at the all-white, metal barstool and Jackie joins me. It’s nice just being here, next to her. Coming over, I just wanted to see her. That alone, I knew, would help me de-stress. I’ve missed her. Jackie looks so hot tonight in her strapless, black cocktail dress. She always looks good, but beyond that she is . . . stunning. And now that I’ve got her within my reach, I am never letting go. She is a prize too precious to lose. I will do anything to stay with her.
"So," I say somewhat jokingly. "How do you guys know each other?" I’ve got to size up this situation, and this guy, Marcus, is probably doing the same to me.
"We work together," Jackie says. She looks at Marcus and I’m wondering how deep their connection goes.
"Marcus, just so you know, Xavier is the enemy." She laughs now, that bright, charming laugh. "He’s part of the opposing counsel on the Damian Cain case."
"Oh, a prosecuting attorney," Marcus says with ease. "Well, I apologize in advance . . . for winning." His eyes darken on me and I can tell he’s also talking about Jackie, but she handles it well.
"Come on guys! Let’s have fun, together!"
I smile and Marcus hands me my martini. I look at him and we both acknowledge what’s about to happen here. It doesn’t seem like he’s going anywhere, so I guess this is going to be it . . . All of us together, one big happy family. I smirk to think of it.
"You know, Jackie and I have known each other since college?" I say to him, trying to stir the pot.
"Hmmm, is that right?" He acts unaffected. "Well, I’m her newest recruit. And, that means we are together all day. Working on this case has just made us pull the longest hours. Hasn’t it Jackie? Don’t we just pull the longest hours?"
Jackie can see that there’s some competition here, but we’re just sizing each other up, as guys do. Trying to see who will be on top, I guess you could say. But the way he said that makes me realize there is definitely something going on between them. It’s something she’s had with me as well, so I guess I’m either going to have to beat him or join him in our pursuit of Jackie. I’m not concerned as long as I can have her. All that matters is havi
ng Jackie. Whatever obstacles there are, I will just have to hurdle them.
"Come on guys. Let’s all get along," she says calmly to us. "Are we just gonna stand around here all night talking, or will it become more . . . interesting?"
What’s most interesting of all, you know already because you’re probably switching to reading this with one hand. Yeah, maybe sharing wouldn’t be such a bad thing at all. We’re all adults here...
Jacqueline
Both Marcus and Xavier are in my apartment and I don't know what either of them are expecting, but to me, this is a hot scenario. I can see them sizing each other up but there's not a sense of competition or anger. They don't seem jealous or mad at me or anything...and I’m just amazed.
I feel honored that both of these men are in my life. I know that probably sounds weird as hell, right? But I mean these two men are so incredible and it has me thinking, is this all too good to be true? I wonder if they really want me to choose between them, but how could I ever do that? They are both totally gorgeous, unselfish people and at this point, I just could never lose one of them. Plus, Jason's still on my mind. I hope they can be understanding of this and they seem to be, so that is good.
"Hey Marcus," I say, waggling my eyebrows, "should we pour Xavier a shot?"
"Yes," Xavier says. "Let's take a shot." He rubs his hands together and I’m anxious to see where the night leads at this point.
Marcus is behind the bar and he pours us some vodka. But I’m not really in the mood for flavorless/rubbing alcohol drunk. I want something fun...and then I get a craving right away. "Hey guys, can we do a lemon drop? I feel like something sweet."
"You're sweet," Marcus says as he winks at me and gets a lemon out of the mini fridge. Like, okay, he’s supposed to be this cocky asshole type but really he’s fucking cute and sweet, too. Yeah, feel free to hate me, because his footlong cock is going to shoot cum all over me tonight. I’m squeezing my thighs together just thinking about it.
Xavier says, "Whatever Jackie wants, she gets."
Okay, that’s just too damn much! I mean, they're both so genuine and you know I’m over here trying to decide how to get their cocks so far inside me that I basically black out. Girls just wanna have fun, you know? "Aww, thanks, guys." I lick my lips. "How about we lick the sugar off of each other?"
"How about we lick it off of you?" Marcus suggests. His eyes narrow and when he looks at me, I’m fucking floored by how turned on I am. And you heard that ‘we’ so that’s a good thing.
"Even better," Xavier agrees.
Well, fuck me!
No, really, I need these guys to fuck me.
Marcus starts cutting up a lemon.
We each lick the space in between our forefingers and our thumbs, and I take the sugar shaker and pour a little on each of our hands.
"Ready, set, go!" Xavier says. It would be like dorky or weird but this is so totally hot.
We drink the vodka and for me it goes down sharp, but then I remember what comes next. I lick the sugar off Xavier's hand, and he licks mine. Marcus licks the other hand and it's pretty romantic to have them both do it off me. Now I'm getting pretty turned on. Yeah, I know, shots are not exactly what grown ass, fancy lawyers do, but for old-time’s-sake thinking about the bar, thinking about this kiss, and basically thinking about nothing but pleasure? Well the hedonist in me is ready to get blasted...and then get pounded.
"You forgot about me," Marcus feigns being hurt. "Take another shot and lick it off me."
For a few seconds my breathing speeds up but I look at him and see that it was all joking when he seemed offended, so I’m ready to tease him, too. "Alone?" I let my voice get like almost shrill to toy with them, and I totally wiggle my tits. Like this shit is fun. "I have to take a shot by myself?"
"Yes!" They say in unison. Now I can’t help but giggle. Fuck, I am so horny that my pussy is almost sore. Now, what do you think that will mean when the three of us actually do more than licking?
I do as they say and take another shot so that this time I lick the sugar from Marcus's hand. After I'm done he takes the opportunity to tilt my face towards his and to pull me in for a kiss. Mmmm, he tastes so sweet. I could definitely get used to this. Vodka’s almost even worth it right now to taste two ultra hot, alpha men that want to fuck me as badly I want to fuck them.
Xavier is behind me and turns my head toward his. He also pulls me in for a kiss and now I have both men at my disposal. Things are getting pretty steamy. I take both their hands and pull them over to my oversized Restoration Hardware sectional. This way we can all fit and be comfortable. I sit them both down at opposite ends of the couch. I mean, when you look at the catalog, I don’t know about you...but I’m totally thinking, I want to fuck on this furniture.
So I’m proud that I’m bringing not one but two men over here for an intensely sexy time to come.
And cum...
I start with Marcus and I pull off his jeans so he's just wearing boxers. I kiss his lips and move my way down to his thighs, I remove his shirt.
Then, I make my way over to Xavier and I pull off his shirt while trailing kisses down his torso. Then I take his pants off. He's just wearing his briefs.
I’ve developed quite a taste for boxers and briefs, you see, and I’m happy to have some of both. An erotic flash heats up my body and I think about Jason being here and telling me something salacious, like, damn you like fucking lawyers. I think about Xavier calling me Jackie. I think about Marcus being forward and wanting to fuck me right away.
I think about how every crazy decision thus far has made my life immensely better.
My thoughts shoot back to reality because I realize that through the fabric, I can see the size of their cocks pressing forward like it needs to be released from its cage.
Yummy, unleash those beasts, and let me try to tame them.
I leave them both like that and I then I stand in front of them and I start to strip. They deserve a little show. I put some dance music on and then I move and sway my hips, smiling all the while. I've taken pole-dancing classes before so I know what I'm doing, even if the only poles here are theirs that they are going pump into me. With that though, I take my shirt off and swing it around. I throw it at Xavier's face. They seem extremely happy about my performance so far. As I'm dancing I unbutton my pants and coolly take them off and I step out of them.
Then I dance for a while, building up anticipation before I unhook my bra and kiss them both before taking it off, and I see their satisfied expressions before I throw my bra at Marcus. Now I'm half naked and I bend and sway to the music. Then I climb upon Marcus's lap and grind on him. I can feel his erection and I get turned on. He takes my nipple in his fingers and pulls and twists and stretches it out so it's sitting at his full attention. I kiss him on the mouth and we're having an intense moment. My connection with Marcus is so real and so right. Fuck. I want him so bad. My head is so wrapped around Marcus but I don’t forget Xavier, and he doesn't forget me. He's coming over to us and takes my hand and pulls me off of Marcus. He brings me to my little performance area and starts to dance with me, dirty dancing I guess you could say if you wanna be a silly fuddy duddy like me. But that’s all I think about...well, not all. He's behind me, pulling my hips back against his cock, that is stretching out against his briefs. He's holding me close and we're dancing and I feel my arousal coming up strong. He cups my breasts from behind and massages them hard while kissing my neck.
So, not exactly your regular breed of dancing. Definitely filthy. Dirty.
Exactly what I want.
Marcus is watching this display but he doesn't seem jealous. His eyes are focused only on me and I know that he's getting turned on.
This is gonna be so good. Xavier and I are dancing, while Marcus watches. But then we’re all anxious for more.
Xavier bends to his knees and he slides off my panties with his teeth. His lips are grazing my legs and I get goosebumps. My panties are off and I'm fully naked, my toned an
d curvaceous body on display and I feel like a goddess of fucking, ready for the sacrifice of two incredible men ready to wrack my body with pleasure until I’m totally spent. At least, those are the promises their incredible erections are making.
Xavier sits down again and he says, "dance."
And it's a command so I do as he says. I can see they both want to see me like this.
I'm their own personal stripper and it gets me hot to think of them objectifying me in this way, even if I am some fancy ass career woman by day, it is sorta freeing to go from alpha female to fuck toy...because I can always go back and all that really matters is I am completely getting what I want. So I dance and give them my best moves, and the fire in their eyes is happening and they keep commanding me, building up my lust so that I want to give them more and more.
Marcus says, "Turn around honey so I can see your sweet little ass."
I do so and his erection is getting harder.
Xavier says he wants a lap dance so I go over to him and sit on his lap and my hair is cascading everywhere. I'm grinding on him and we're kissing and it's so fucking hot.
Marcus says, "Now me."
I kiss Xavier goodbye and I go to Marcus and do the same thing. But he takes his fingers and he tries to enter me with them
"No, no, no," I say. "No touching. Touching costs extra."
I'm playing now, pretending I'm a real stripper and this gets Marcus all kinds of crazy. He gets up and swings me into his arms so that I'm not touching the floor.
Marcus says, "I'm in charge, not you."
With that, he brings me into the bedroom and throws me roughly down on the bed.
"Hey Xavier, are you coming?" I would never forget him.
He's there in an instant and both of them are almost growling at me.
I love what we have going here. I feel profoundly attracted to them both and I let myself go into the experience of being taken by two men, two men of the greatest caliber that I've ever known. I'm so lucky to be had by them and this I will never forget. I am as serious about them as they are about me.