Complexity

by Maxene Novak

  "Let's catch a cab," she said, her voice languid and thick. She gripped my hand as I led her out of the lounge, casually throwing some bills onto the table. I'm sure I over-tipped considerably, but all I cared about was Cecelia touching me. I carried my navy pea coat in front of me, concealing my erection from the public surrounding us. I waved to my driver, parked a block away, who pulled into to traffic to meet us.

  It was then I saw Julian's arm wrapped around Cecelia's waist, intertwining us all. An inkling of jealousy reared, but the intense stimulation of having her soon made it more exciting for me. Also, Julian's words had intrigued me; I wanted to see him try to please me, if he could.

  We all climbed into my Lexus, and when Cecelia gave me the address, I arched my eyebrows. I assumed she thought I was surprised she wanted us to go to her place, but I was surprised she gave the address for her studio apartment, not her actual apartment. I didn't want her privacy to feel invaded, so I made no mention of it. Part of me wanted to maintain some sort of personal connection with Cecelia that didn't involve Julian.

  Chapter 6

  "Are you sure?" I asked her on the ride over to her place. My thumb traced the back of her hand reassuringly. After the fun I'd had in the bathroom with Nikolas, I was riding a sexual high, but I didn't want to rush Cece into something she didn't want to do.

  "Trust me, this is what I want." Her lashes brushed the bottoms of her cheeks and her eyes were bright. I could tell now, looking at her, that she wanted what Nikolas and I wanted. She needed it, maybe more than either of us. I nodded in response, happy to sit next to her the rest of the ride.

  We'd taken Nikolas' car, and I was glad now that I just opted to cab to the lounge. I gave a sideways look at Nikolas, smiling at him. He was looking out the window, but the death grip he had on Cece told me that he was very anxious to get into her place and get her naked. That was fine by me; I couldn't wait to fuck him again. I also couldn't wait to finally be with Cece; I'd wanted this since I first saw her in the bar. Until Nikolas had shown up and ruined my chances that night. Nikolas was likely going to avoid letting me have much fun with Cece tonight, but he seemed more than fine with me sucking his dick, so I didn't worry about it too much. I'd make sure he was satisfied in case Cece couldn't handle all of him.

  I loved this side of both of them; I was more so surprised by Cece's enjoyment of it than Nikolas', but then again, I told myself, It's New York and she's part of a very important crowd. I continued to trace invisible patterns on her hand while we drove in silence, her in between us. I didn't have much time to worry about it anymore, because we pulled up to her place then.

  I hopped out, ready to take Cece's hand when Nikolas got out the other side and pulled her towards him, not budging. He was certainly possessive of things he wanted. I wondered if he would get that way with me if I pleased him enough. I snorted to myself, doubtful. I lounged against the car, waiting for them to come around, the fabric of my jacket blowing slightly around me in the night air.

  "You certainly don't live modestly," I commented, my head following the line of the building all the way to the top. I worked hard for my place, but this one was surprisingly well done. I remembered she'd only been a big name for a couple years, so I'd be sure to avoid the topic.

  "Hmm? Oh, thanks," she said absently. Odd; I pegged her for enjoying her wealth after finding her way to the top. Whatever, I didn't push it. I just wanted inside so I could be with her. I pulled myself from the side of the Lexus and followed after Cece, taking her spare hand.

  I knew it would piss Nikolas off and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want him to be rough in bed.

  I was fantasizing about stripping her clothes off and grabbing her plump ass when we stepped out of the elevators and into her apartment. Was … was she kidding with this? There was literally two couches, a barren kitchen, a sprawling wardrobe and an impossibly large bed. Nothing else. I drank it in, finding it hard to believe that she actually lived here full-time. I was quickly realizing that she obviously had another place she called home.

  I turned to look at the rest of her studio when I caught Nikolas observing me. He was gauging my reaction, probably hoping to see me get all pissy like he'd been throughout the night. I didn't give him the satisfaction and grinned at him, pretending to be clueless. Then Nikolas moved towards the couches, while Cece dug through her fridge for some wine.

  My pants tightened, straining under the sudden pressure of my dick. The anticipation was killing me now. I didn't care about her multiple apartments, I didn't care about Nikolas and his sexual mood swings, all I wanted was to have Cece. I wanted to satisfy the hell out of her. I wanted to taste her, feel her. I wanted to grab her ass in my hands.

  I also wanted to fuck Nikolas raw. Take all his sexual energy and drain him. My dick got harder thinking about the two of them, so I went to sit next to Nikolas on the couches. I sat down, folding one leg under the other, and looked at him sensually. I rested my arm on the back and leaned my head into my hand.

  Nikolas looked like he was just as comfortable as I was, his suit jacket thrown over the back of the couch. His vest was unbuttoned and revealed the grey dress shirt underneath. Jesus, he looked great, I could see his muscles heaving beneath. After I gave him that blow job in the bathroom, I could tell he had some very pent-up energy he needed to burn off. He barely registered me sitting next to him, throwing out signals. He was focused on Cece grabbing the wine, who now was walking over with three glasses.

  "Thanks, Cece." Her name rolled off my tongue like velvet. I loved saying her name and I would love hearing her cry mine out tonight.

  "Are you up for this?" She questioned Nikolas, of all people. I grimaced at my unfortunate luck. Just as I thought, she didn't see him as a sex-hungry god, giving him even more drive to bang her senseless.

  "Cecelia." He said her name with so much vigour and primal need. It made me hard hearing him speak. "I'm going to fuck you and pleasure you until you can't take it anymore. You're going to beg for me, hunger for me. I'm. Going. To. Fuck. You. Hard." Holy shit, I couldn't imagine how Cecelia was feeling right now, but I was harder than a rock hearing his voice. Nikolas was a man who knew how to please anyone.

  I had my work cut out for me, but my easy nature made it all the more pleasurable for the men and women I'd been with. When I had my way with them, it was like a wave slowly rising over them, the anticipation, and then the waves would crash over them, over and over and over. Before I was with Sidney, I'd gone through a phase of blindly hooking up with anyone who walked my way. Since her, nobody caught my attention except for these two. Now I could have them both.

  My sex reverie was cut short when Cecelia downed her wine and stripped herself from that dress that pronounced her cleavage and clung to her sweet ass. I couldn't wait to taste her, make her come for me. She'd undressed quickly, but not as quickly as Nikolas. His vest, shirt, and tie had all been disposed of, leaving his chest open, wearing only his dress pants.

  If I didn't get undressed, I wouldn't have time to be with either of them. The tension in the air was palpable, but I just needed to touch them, craved it. I stripped down, freeing my erection and my body for them.

  Cecelia was momentarily distracted by my body presenting itself before her. I saw it in her eyes, the fervent desire to have me, all of me. I knew because it was the same look Nikolas and I both had when we saw her. I was throbbing for her, ready to please her.

  Then Nikolas had his hands around her waist, bringing her down to him. Then he slid two fingers to her clit and she moaned.

  Chapter 7

  Oh my god, he felt so good, and he wasn't even inside me yet. My body arched into his fingers, and my breasts pushed into him. They were so swollen and my nipples had hardened. It was almost painful having all this stifled attraction.

  Nikolas was stroking my clit with his fingers, making circles around it, and gliding in and out of me slowly, rhythmically. He was pulsating underneath me, I could see his cock hardened and full, eager to
get out and have me. He had amazing restraint, because he was driving me crazy.

  I thought I was near climax when I felt Julian's soft hands begin to caress my back. The soothing feel of him slowed me down, letting me really feel every plunge and stroke of Nikolas' fingers as they moved casually inside me, in and out, fondling me. On the other side, Julian's hands moved lazily across my back, massaging and rubbing me, erasing all the tension from my body so that I could fully relax.

  I hadn't been this sexually charged in a long time, not since the last time I did this, but I didn't want to think about that right now. Right now I wanted to feel Julian and Nikolas' hands on me, sending me into euphoria.

  I ground my sex into Nikolas, a moan escaping me as his fingers slid back into me, harder and faster now. His rhythm was increasing, and all the while Julian's hands continued to their slow and soothing pace. It was driving me crazy, making my climax slow and the excitement last longer. Nikolas took his free hand now to cup my swollen breasts, bringing one of my nipples to his mouth, and he sucked on it steadily as his speed increased. His fingers plunged in and out of me now; all the while, his mouth licked flames across my nipples and nibbled at them, making them painfully hard.

  Julian's hands kept working behind me, slowing everything down, but my body couldn't take it much more. I felt my sex tighten, readying, when Nikolas' fingers were going so fast I was overwhelmed and screamed into a pulsating orgasm. But Nikolas didn't stop what he was doing, he kept it going enough in the right rhythm to extend my orgasm, making every breath I took a fresh surge of pleasure. Each time I cried out, I could feel Julian's bare erection prodding my back and Nikolas' stressing against his pants.

  I was struggling to catch my breath from my orgasm when Nikolas' hands suddenly reached underneath me and lifted me against him, straddling him. Julian's hands left my back, leaving a hungry ache for his touch. I stared into Nikolas' eyes, dazed but still desperate for them both, while he carried me quietly.

  His eyes were blazing; I knew he wasn't going to be able to hold back any longer. He needed to have me, and I wanted nothing more than to be filled by him. Thank god I kept my studio stocked with nearly any sex toy imaginable and years' supply of condoms at all times. I became giddy, wondering if it would hurt to walk tomorrow. I was ready for him. For Julian, for both of them.

  I was determined to push him over the edge now. I leaned in close to his ear, hiding my face from his entirely and gripped his shoulders and back. Then, slowly, quietly, I whispered, "Please fuck me." Instantly, his entire body stiffened and his hands clawed into my thighs. I sucked in a breath at the painful pleasure. I looked back at Julian who followed behind us, his cock hard and ready, waiting for me. I looked at him and bit my lip slowly, teasing him. I mouthed the same message to him before smiling.

  He gripped his dick in response and began stroking himself, watching my surprise and pleasure at him doing so. His mouth opened and his breathing became laboured while Nikolas threw me onto the bed. I kept my eyes on Julian while he casually and relentlessly jerked himself off in front of me.

  Instinctively, my hand went to my clit and I began rubbing myself, shadowing what Nikolas had just done to me while I watched Julian masturbate. I could see his body and core flexing as he went, building up speed slowly, making himself last as long as he could. With my free hand, I began rubbing at my breasts, tugging on the nipples to harden it up, pleasure bubbling out of me as they puckered under my touch. My body began to tighten in response. God, I was going to come again. I could feel myself teetering on the edge, watching Julian, and I could tell he was on the brink but fighting it.

  Then Nikolas was above me, his thick and pulsing cock waiting. I was so hungry for them both that I took him in my hands and slid him down to the base. Then Julian was sliding inside me.

  Chapter 8

  I couldn't take seeing her mouth open like that anymore, making that face, taunting me. Her lips felt so damn good against my shaft, rubbing me up and down. She deep-throated me immediately; my cock shuddered inside her mouth. I heard her moan while she stroked me hungrily, eagerly, desperately. She wanted me and I wanted her.

  "Suck my cock, baby. God, suck me so hard." I sucked in a breath when she suddenly deep-throated me again before returning to her steady pace. "Shit, you're so fucking good. You feel so good, stroke me. Taste me." I was half-pleading, half-commanding. My abdomen was tensing, flexing to hold myself above her. My arms tensed around me, holding me above her while she stroked me lavishly with her tongue. She was taking me and not slowing down.

  Her tits were swollen and her nipples were hard. I watched them in pleasure as they bounced uncontrollably against Julian's intense thrusting. He wasn't slowing down or speeding up, just pounding her, taking both of them as far as they could go before their bodies gave out and climaxed. Similar to what I was attempting to do with her and myself.

  I saw her blue painted nails from the corner of my eyes and looked down on her reddened face. Her hands reached up, and I thought she was going to start stroking me while she slid up and down my cock with her mouth. But then, she reached in between my legs, and began prodding my tight anus. My cheeks clenched, but she continued massaging the tightness behind me.

  She eyed me expectantly as she continued to suck me continuously, her tongue tracing around my cock as well as rubbing around my head. God, it sent a surge of joy through me every time her tongue lashed up against my sensitive tip and lapped into my cock's opening. My ass clenched and her finger prodded deeper at the same moment, making me groan with involuntary pleasure.

  That was when Julian pulled his raging erection all the way out briefly. He took the opportunity to grab a condom and unwrapped it over his cock. In one fluid motion, he then rammed himself back into Cecelia, making her tighten up while her mouth was on me, sending me to the edge.

  "Fuck, Cecelia. Fuck. Fuck. Yes." I couldn't help it, I needed her to take all of me. I began plunging my cock deep into her mouth, down to the base. I wasn't worried that she couldn't handle it because Julian was fucking her hard and fast on the other end. His dick inside her only spurred her on more. My knees were beginning to grow weak as I knelt above her, plunging in and out of her mouth while she sucked me hungrily and slowly fingered my ass. I wasn't going to last much longer. Not when she had me like this, ready to fucking explode.

  She was flat on her back and her cries of pleasure were dulled to a hum as my dick filled her entirely, consuming her. Julian had her legs pulled around him so he had something to grab on to, thrusting deep into her like an animal. I was sure she would be screaming out his name right now if I wasn't already in her mouth to the shaft.

  My veins bulged on my hands while I gripped my dick, guiding all of it into Cecelia's mouth. She seemed only more turned on by my forcefulness – my need to have her tongue touching all of me inside her. Her other hand was gripping the sheets, nearly ripping them when it darted out and tugged on my balls. The shock of it made me tighten again, doubly pleasuring me.

  "Oh god, yeah, Cece," I moaned. "I'm going to cum in your mouth. Drink me, suck all of me. Swallow every last drop of me. I'm going to cum and then I'm going to fuck you raw."

  She was struggling to stay focused; her own orgasm was on the horizon as Julian's finger was stroking her clit while his pumps became short, fast, and hard. The sudden change of pace had disoriented her, and now she was on the verge of climaxing. I could tell because her teeth absently nibbled my shaft. I pushed my dick into her mouth deeper to remind her to be careful.

  She suddenly pulled her finger out of my ass and gripped my dick, squeezing it in her hand. Then her mouth sucked me so hard and fast I began bursting into her mouth in waves of orgasm. My semen continued to spill into her mouth while she tried to swallow it all, gripping me tighter as she drank me. I finally relaxed and then pulled my cock away, with Cecelia gasping for air and screaming Julian's name as she immediately orgasmed, writhing on the bed with Julian's cock inside her.

  Once she'd c
limaxed, his speed became brutal and he thrust into her in total abandon until finally he shuddered above her, filling the condom inside her while he released. I watched his biceps and forearms finally loosen and relax, no longer flexing constantly. His chest was heaving and his abs rippled underneath him as he struggled to catch his breath.

  I fell back into the pillows on the bed, catching my own breath like everyone else while I observed Julian for the first time physically. He was in great shape, almost matching my physical condition. It wasn't that he was as muscular or powerful as me, but he was well toned. I was finding it hard to find any part of him that wasn't defined. Plus, he was incredibly flexible. The entire time he was inside Cecelia, he was balancing with one leg off the bed standing, another bent on the bed, all the while he held Cecelia close to him so he could have the ideal angle for both of them.

  I knew I had to be careful with Julian now. He may have given off every signal of being lazy and relaxed. In the bedroom, though, he was anything but. He was an animal, just like I was.

  I then turned my attention to Cecelia, who was still working to catch her breath. I felt some guilt surge through me, which was a new feeling. Out of all the women I'd been with, I'd not once considered their feelings when we had sex. They'd all always been excited to just get onto a bed with me, never mind if they actually enjoyed it. I felt worry spreading, fearing that she hadn't enjoyed sucking my cock like I'd originally thought she would.

  I watched her breasts rise and fall a little more evenly when I caught her gaze. She was staring at me, unblinking. But it wasn't her stare that had me in knots; it was the huge addictive smile she had plastered on her face, looking up at me. She looked so elated and satisfied. A wave of relief fell over me, glad that I hadn't ruined my chances with her. Then her smile slowly faded and she bit her lip at me, never looking away.