Arresting Dominance

by Cassidy Browning

  Jeremy swore, his eyes rolling up toward the ceiling. “Oh, shit. I know who he is of course, but fuck me if I know the names of his books.” He rapped on his own forehead good-naturedly.

  Liam looked from his friend back to her, shaking his head. “If they don’t have pretty pictures, books are completely wasted on him. I remember de Sade had at least two, something to do with sisters. I think one was good and pure and the other liked to have fun, but I’m not positive. I hate to admit it but I haven’t gotten around to reading them yet. The books were named after the sisters, I think, but I don’t remember what they were.”

  Ginny smiled at him. “Liam, I am truly impressed. You’re actually pretty close. The most famous one was Justine and the other was Juliette. Unfortunately, close isn’t enough. You’ve both been ogling me, and now it’s my turn. One at a time, please, if you would indulge a girl.” Even a blind man would have known the smile she turned on them was born of pure lust. There was sexual energy dripping from it like a fire hose.

  Jeremy stopped where he had been pacing and turned to face her, their eyes locking. She couldn’t tear her gaze away. They were incredibly blue, like looking into the deepest ocean and seeing that amazing azure color. The edges of his eyes crinkled and his mouth slowly stretched into a grin. She felt something snap into place then. Part of her that she hadn’t known was broken was suddenly made whole and she became aware that not only did she want these two men, she needed them. Desperately.

  A movement caught her attention and Ginny realized she had been momentarily lost in her thoughts. Jeremy was waving a hand in front of his own face trying to get her attention. She must have looked like an idiot, she thought, shaking her head to bring herself back into the present. “What?”

  The deep rumble of his voice grabbed her. She had never heard him speak with such self-confidence and surety and found it pulling at things deep in her center. She focused her attention on his words.

  “Didn’t you want to see this?” He smiled lazily at her, bringing a hand to his chest.

  Her eyes followed the leisurely path of his fingers down the front of his own body. Starting at his collar bone, they trailed agonizingly slowly down the planes of his broad torso. The rock-hard muscles of his amazing chest blended seamlessly into six-pack abs and on down to the waistband of the jockstrap, which was the only thing keeping her from seeing what she craved so badly. There his fingers paused.

  “God, don’t stop.” She was too far gone to worry about the fact that her voice was coming out in a pant.

  Jeremy’s only response was a sexy rumble of amusement from deep within that gorgeous chest, but then his fingers slipped into the waistband and started to inch down. At first only a few curls of pubic hair were exposed, but then the head of his iron-hard cock popped into view and her mouth began to water. Her vision narrowed to the small drop of pre-cum filling the slit at the end of the rounded head. She had never felt such a need to taste another human being. If she missed this opportunity she knew she’d regret it for the rest of her life.

  Without a word she slid off the bed, dropping to her knees in front of him and reaching out to wrap her fingers around his length. Her fingers skimmed across the silky smooth skin even as her brain registered the incredible hardness that lay beneath. She heard his gasp of surprise but didn’t hesitate as she dropped her head forward and allowed her mouth to engulf him. His hands tangled in her hair, then released it, disappointingly, and began to caress her shoulders and back as her tongue glided across the head of his cock, collecting the drop of pre-cum. He tasted sweet with just a hint of saltiness and she loved it immediately. Without thinking about it, her head began to dip up and down his length as her hand stroked his shaft. She wasn’t sure what had come over her, but she had to have more of him. It didn’t matter. It was going to tear her heart out anyway when they left, but she was determined to make the most of the time that she had. They might think she was a slut, but that didn’t matter either. She only wanted to make them as completely hers as she could tonight.

  “Oh, my God. You have got to stop or I’m going to come right now.” Gasping, Jeremy tore himself from her mouth by stepping back and falling over the end of the bed. “Oh, shit!” came his voice as he disappeared from sight, narrowly missing the dresser.

  Ginny scuttled forward to see him sprawled on the floor, grinning sheepishly and surrounded by the toys that had been laid out. She gasped, remembering the knife she’d seen, and looked him over frantically for signs of a stab wound or blood. “Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine.” He grinned, brushing a coil of rope off his thigh. “You just rocked my world is all.”

  Ginny let out a sound of frustration and turned back to Liam, pulling herself forward so that she was sitting between his legs. He was leaning against the headboard, apparently mesmerized, staring at her no doubt startling behavior. She leaned forward and kissed him, one hand trailing down his stomach until it reached the jock. Smiling into their kiss, she managed to free his dick from the cloth pouch and ran her fingers along the impressive length. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and she opened for it, imagining the invasion of his cock into her mouth and pussy. His hands clasped her head and his kiss deepened as if he were thinking the same thing. The thought brought her body to life, her pussy beginning to ache for his touch.

  After a minute she pulled away, smiling into his eyes before slowly moving her head down to suck as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. She was rewarded with his immediate groan of pleasure and it fueled her desire even further. She was so aroused that her own juices were leaking down her thighs, but she didn’t care. Determined not to be denied again, she grasped his cock with one hand and began pumping it as the other found his balls. She swirled her tongue back and forth across the head, lapping up every bit of cream that appeared as he relaxed back into the headboard, obviously enjoying the attention.

  She opened her eyes and let her gaze trail all the way up his body, pleased to see that his eyes had rolled up in the back of his head. His mouth was open slightly and he was moaning “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck” in a steady stream. Taking that as encouragement, she renewed her actions. Suddenly she felt hands pulling her hips up and out so that she was in a doggie-style position on the bed. Reluctantly removing her mouth from Liam’s cock, she glanced over her shoulder and saw Jeremy’s face filled with a need that matched her own. He held the knife that had been lying on the bed, and began to run it lightly down her back. The pain she would have expected was really only a line of fire, hot and refreshingly cold at the same time. She smiled to let him know how good it felt, but what she really craved was his hands on her body, his cock filling her. He ran the knife over her skin again, making her shiver with a mixture of pleasure and frustration. Even while she was pleasuring Liam, Jeremy was going to stick to their original agreement and only do the sensation play they’d talked about. He hesitated, looking at her with a mixture of question and desire, and in a flash she knew it was her limit of no penetration that was throwing him. Technically she had already broken that limit but she could see the battle on his face of wanting her but being unwilling to violate her limit.

  “Fuck me, baby,” she breathed, watching as his frustration turned to anticipation. She nodded encouragement. “Fuck me hard.”

  He responded by leaning over to place a trail of kisses down her back. Her body reacted to every touch of his mouth with a sizzle of erotic energy. His fingers traced circles, covering every inch of her back and venturing uncertainly around to her breasts. Her encouraging movements and sigh must have reassured him, though, because he began to massage and pinch her nipples as he continued to kiss her neck.

  Turning back to Liam’s cock, Ginny grinned to herself before taking him back between her lips. She’d always fantasized of having sex with two gorgeous hunks, but it had never seemed like a possibility before. She reveled for a few minutes in the fact that she was actually here, pleasuring and being used by two of the most impressive m
en she’d ever seen. Then Jeremy moved away from her and she heard a condom wrapper being ripped open. His hand rested on her ass, and his request communicated itself to her as if he’d said it out loud. She spread her knees a bit farther apart in invitation.

  Liam’s flavor coated her tongue and she sucked hard, wanting to show him that, for tonight at least, she was there to please him and Jeremy. As the pace of her hand and mouth increased, she was again rewarded with a guttural moan that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside him. Then the sky exploded behind her eyelids as she felt Jeremy thrust his full length into her heated cunt in one powerful movement. There was none of the tentative movements she’d been afraid of. He was obviously on a mission of his own and each stroke was delivered with purpose. He sank fully into her depth and then pulled out, hesitating with just the tip of his cock still inside her. Then he plunged back into her pussy as if he wanted to go right through her. His fingers gripped her hips like a vice, each powerful thrust pushing her a bit further onto Liam’s dick. She let out a moan of her own, loving the sensation of being filled from both ends.

  Her lust engulfed her completely as she rocked back into each of Jeremy’s thrusts and sank Liam’s cock farther into her throat. She had never been able to deep throat a guy before tonight but now it seemed the most natural thing in the world to let him all the way in. She wanted both of these men as deep inside her as they could get. Jeremy thrust long and penetrating, and a trembling started low in her abdomen, quickly spreading out in a wave throughout her entire body. Without warning her pussy clenched and her whole body lit up with surges of pure bliss. She lost track of where she was as the world dissolved into just her and the men who were invading her. Every spasm of her cunt shot lightning bolts through her, awakening her nerves and racking her with violent contractions. Simultaneously she felt a pulsing start in both her mouth and her pussy and knew that the men, her men, at least for tonight, were joining her in the release. The happiness of sharing that with them was the last coherent thought she had as their coming triggered another round of her own orgasms.

  After what felt like a lifetime of panting and trying to catch her breath, she finally slumped forward into Liam’s lap, allowing his now-spent cock to slip from her mouth. Jeremy collapsed next to her and she was momentarily disappointed by the loss of his fullness, but she knew none of them would be able to do more at the moment. There was a shifting and then four hands were helping her to the center of the bed, where she curled up onto Liam’s chest. Almost immediately Jeremy moved in to spoon her from behind. An arm of each man surrounded her, pulling her into a shared embrace. She murmured “Good night” softly as she drifted rapidly into sleep.

  * * * *

  Ginny woke up slowly, wondering why she felt so warm and contented. It took her a moment to realize there was a body in bed with her, then another to remember that it wasn’t one body but two. Then it came back to her that it wasn’t even her bed and the memories of the fox hunt and the party—and after the party—came rushing back.

  She’d fucked Jeremy and Liam. It was what she’d decided to do, but the reality of actually having done it was much bigger than she’d expected. She’d had sex with two guys at once. They’d done things to her that she’d dreamt of for a long time but hadn’t really expected to experience—and she wanted them to do it again.

  It probably wasn’t a particularly good idea to want to do it again. This was supposed to be a one-night stand. It was getting her back into the BDSM scene, with two guys who were going to go away so that she could process it slowly and decide how she wanted to get on with her life. It had been wonderful, the best experience she’d ever had, but it was only that—an experience.

  It had at least proven one thing to her. She really did believe in polyamory. Her limited experiments with Cindy and Rick had made her suspect that it would be a good lifestyle choice for her, but things just hadn’t worked out well there. Last night had proven that her suspicions were correct. She wanted more than one partner, and she had enough love for both.

  Love? She shouldn’t be thinking about love in terms of Liam and Jeremy. They were nice guys, but love? No. This was just to get her a little more experience, nothing else, despite how she might have felt last night—and still did this morning, if she were honest with herself.

  But her body had a different opinion. It was just aware of the warmth and masculinity on each side of her and wanted desperately to wake them up for some more experimentation and to continue to explore her new feelings.

  A quick glance at the clock told her there wasn’t time. She was due at the diner in half an hour. Oops, she was going to be late. Not that Carly wouldn’t understand. It would no doubt only take a quick phone call for Carly to insist that she not come in at all today. But that wouldn’t do. If she let herself get distracted by these two, she’d probably end up going back with them to wherever they’d come from. Then when it all came crashing down what would she do? She didn’t want to have to start over again.

  Sighing, she began trying to extricate herself from the arms and legs and bodies that were entangled with her own. The guys mumbled and complained, but neither one seemed to wake up completely. Liam opened his eyes for a moment and tried to pull her back down, but she slipped out of his grasp, giving him a kiss on the jaw instead.

  “Go back to sleep,” she whispered, hoping he didn’t wake up and want to fool around. As enjoyable as that would be, she knew she’d end up staying in bed all day with them, when what she really needed was space to think things through.

  Finally managing to get out from under the covers, Ginny slid down the bed until she was off it completely. Then she looked around for her clothes.

  Unfortunately, the only thing she could find was her underwear. Where had her bra gotten to? Her dress was no doubt in a corner someplace or maybe had gotten kicked under the bed. Her fox costume should still be in a bag downstairs, if nothing else. Of course, nobody would mind if she wandered around the house in her underwear. It was more than most people other than Karl wore on a regular basis, she was sure. She’d have to call Carly and let her know the situation so she could go home to shower and change into her uniform. She dropped to her hands and knees and searched until she found the dress, scrunched up in a wrinkled heap in the corner near her duffel bag.

  She slipped it on and tiptoed to the door, pausing to look back at the sleeping guys. Her heart skipped a beat as she gazed at them. They were so gorgeous, even with their mouths open in almost identical goofy expressions and emitting small rumbling snores. She remembered the feel of their hands and mouths on her and her body rebelled, wanting to throw itself back into the bed with them. It would be so nice to wake up between them every morning, to feel the heat of their bodies against her, their arms and legs unconsciously wrapped around her. A girl could get used to something like that. She desperately wanted to get used to it.

  But she knew it wasn’t possible. As nice as it sounded, she couldn’t let herself start imagining things like that. It just wasn’t right. They’d known it was only for one night, and she’d known it, too. There was no point in trying to turn it into something it wasn’t.

  She slipped out the door, closing it as softly as she could and turning resolutely to the staircase.

  Obviously Allie had been up, since there was a fresh pot of coffee that smelled wonderful. The sound of heavy breathing came from the living room and she glanced in as she passed, to see several people sleeping on couches or in sleeping bags. The party had apparently gone on for a while after she had gone upstairs to the guys’ room to let them claim their reward.

  The thought made her stomach tighten and her pussy clench. Trying to ignore the insistent feelings from her capricious body, she headed for the front door. She couldn’t get the scene out of her mind, though, hard as she tried. They had certainly claimed their reward—more than that, they’d claimed her. It would be so easy—

  Her phone rang. Ginny answered it as she hastily tiptoed to the front
entryway, trying not to wake up any of the sleepers in the living room. She couldn’t open the door while she held her duffel bag in one hand and the phone in the other, so she spoke as quietly as she could.

  “Hello?”

  Hysterical crying erupted from the phone’s earpiece. For almost a full minute Ginny couldn’t get a coherent answer from the person on the other end of the line. Slowly the caller wound down to the point where Ginny could make out the occasional word.

  “Calm down, please. I can’t understand you. Who is this?”

  “Oh, Ginny, it’s Cindy.” The crying resumed. She was able to hear the words “Rick,” “accident,” “hurt,” and “blood” several times amidst the sobs.

  “Cindy.” Ginny put down the duffel bag and went out to the front porch so as not to wake any of the sleepers in the other room. “Cindy, calm down and tell me what happened.”

  Ginny listened to the other woman battle with her hysteria. Slowly the uncontrollable sobs were quieted and Cindy’s halting voice spoke again. “Oh, Ginny, it’s terrible.”

  “What’s terrible, Cindy?”

  “The accident! Rick is hurt so bad. There was blood everywhere and they won’t let me see him.” The sobs sped up again and continued for several moments.

  Ginny clutched the phone closer to her ear as if that would make Cindy’s words clearer. “Cindy, talk to me. What accident? What are you talking about?”

  “We were arguing. I was yelling at him and then all I remember is the noise and broken glass flying everywhere. The last time I saw him the paramedics were putting me in the ambulance. I could see him lying on the ground. Ginny, there was blood everywhere. He’s going to die and my last words to him were angry. What am I going to do? I didn’t get to tell him I love him and now he’s going to die!” Cindy’s last words were almost lost in the returning sobs.

  “Cindy. Cindy! You have to calm down and talk to me.” Ginny was starting to lose her patience with the other woman. Until yesterday all she’d thought she wanted was to have the chance to make it work with Rick and Cindy. That was before last night. Now she was all turned inside out as to who or what she really wanted. These thoughts made her feel guilty and she wrenched her attention back to the crying woman.