by Marni Mann
I could almost feel it lapping across my crown, and I fucking hissed because of it.
“What’s the surprise?” I asked.
“Me,” a woman said from behind me.
I turned and saw a blonde sitting directly in back of me. She was wearing a low-cut dress that advertised her handful-sized tits, a face that was decently hot, and a hungry set of eyes that told me she wanted to fuck.
“I’m your surprise,” the blonde added.
My gaze slipped down her body, gradually making its way back up.
“Now, it’s time to get out of here,” Eve said in my ear.
It had been two weeks since our trip to the Bahamas.
Since I’d touched her.
Since I’d been inside her cunt.
Since I’d kissed her cheek and whispered a good morning.
I’d missed it.
All of it.
And I was long overdue for the taste I was going to get.
But it looked like I was getting more than that tonight.
“Why are you so good to me?” I growled.
“I just love to surprise you, and I love the rewards you give me whenever I do it.”
My arm slid around her waist, my palm traveling down the crack of her ass. “You’re going to get several tonight.”
Eve’s fingers linked through mine, and she said, “Then, let’s go.”
As she led me out of the bar, I took a quick peek to make sure the blonde was trailing behind us.
And she was.
Three
Eve
Max’s driver dropped the three of us off in my driveway, and I led them inside the small house I rented in West Hollywood.
The place was an utter disaster.
The living room was full of clothing racks. My couch was covered in shoeboxes. The top of my fireplace and kitchen table held jewelry and clutches. I really needed an office or a warehouse to hold everything I pulled from the showrooms. I just didn’t have time to look for one.
“You guys want a drink?” I said over my shoulder, heading toward the kitchen.
Besides a jar of pickles, some coffee creamer, and condiments, I had nothing to give them to eat. But I was always well stocked with liquor, and I had a decent selection of beer and wine.
“I’ll take whatever you have,” Max said.
He was extremely picky about what he drank. Beer or scotch—that was all he liked. I knew his answer hadn’t been specific because, right now, he didn’t care about what I got for him to drink. The only thing Max wanted was Lorrie and me naked.
I opened the fridge, grabbing an IPA for him and the bottle of white I’d opened last night for me, and I poured the wine into a stemless glass.
“I’ll have one of those,” Lorrie said from the other side of the kitchen.
I looked over my shoulder to see which drink she was referring to and saw her point to the wine.
Turning back around, I reached for a second glass, and that was when Max moved in behind me. He clasped my waist with one hand, circling the bottle of beer with the other. After he took a sip, he pressed his lips against my neck. They were cold on the outside. But, as his mouth opened, his kiss deepening, his skin turned hot.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he said.
I closed my eyes and took a breath, savoring how incredible he felt.
I’d missed him.
So much.
“I was planning on bringing you back here tonight,” he said, “filling your bathtub, putting the both of us in it, and then taking turns rubbing each other’s bodies. I’ll save that for your next trip to Miami.”
I leaned my head back, pushing it against him as my chest melted from his description. “Next time. Definitely.”
With his mouth still on me, he touched the beer bottle to my bare back.
“Ahhh,” I groaned, the freezing glass causing a wave of chills to break out across my flesh.
He dragged it higher, stopping when he reached the top of my shoulders. I shivered as the condensation dripped down the center of my spine.
“Leave the wine on the counter,” he ordered, his lips hovering above the outer edge of my ear. “You’re not going to have time to drink it.” When he exhaled, my nipples turned hard, rubbing into the thin fabric of my dress. “Neither is she.”
My eyes opened, and I released the glass. My hands then slid to the edge of the counter, gripping it with all the strength I had.
He bunched my hair together, wrapped it around his fist, and pulled until my neck leaned all the way back. “It’s been two weeks since I’ve seen you. Two weeks of fucking torture.”
I filled my lungs, air swishing through my body, mixing with the tingles that had already been exploding in my stomach. And I was so turned on; wetness was pooling in my panties.
I took a step back, and it locked our bodies together, his cock pressing against my upper back.
I felt the length.
Width.
How hard it was as it ground into me.
“Fuck yes,” I sighed.
“That’s what you do to me. You make my dick so fucking hard, it’s throbbing to be inside you.” His mouth lowered, and he nipped at my skin.
I gasped, “Max.”
“Goddamn it, I want you.” He slipped his hand across my thigh and slowly made his way up until he was resting his palm against the middle of my navel. “Get over here,” he said, and I knew he was speaking to Lorrie. “I’m so busy thinking about your cunt that I’ve ignored the present you got me.” That was when I knew he was talking to me.
“You’re going to like her,” I told him. “She’s extremely submissive.”
“Mmm,” he grunted.
I heard her come closer.
I smelled her flowery perfume.
It wasn’t anything like Max’s cologne. His scent was powerful. A combination of leather and spice.
It fit him perfectly.
He took Lorrie’s hand and connected it with mine. Then, he turned my body, so I faced her. “I want you to take Eve to her bedroom. I want both of you to get naked. And then I want the two of you waiting for me on the bed.” When Lorrie didn’t immediately respond, he said, “Do it now.”
Four
Max
While the blonde led Eve through the living room, disappearing down the hall, I stayed in the kitchen. I held my beer and used my other hand to take out my phone and scroll across the screen. It had vibrated several times since we arrived at Eve’s place, and I had to make sure none of the messages were an emergency.
They weren’t, but knowing it would take them a few minutes to get undressed, I checked out the recent emails that had come in. One was from Scarlett, referencing a business meeting that she needed Brett, Jack, and me to attend. It was scheduled for a few weeks from now when all of us would be back in Miami.
I quickly left that screen and opened my text messages.
There were multiple.
Only one caught my attention.
The one from Kristin.
Kristin: Lunch tomorrow?
It hadn’t even been two fucking hours since I left her at the bar, and she was already reaching out.
I shook my head, closing the message instead of replying to it, and I shoved my phone back into my pocket. I downed the rest of the beer, leaving it on the counter, and then I made my way toward Eve’s bedroom.
As I stopped in the doorway, I saw both women lying in the middle of the bed. They’d kept their heels on, and they were wearing nothing besides their jewelry.
What a fucking sight.
The blonde was hot as hell. Confident. Sexy. Her eyes connected with mine, and she leaned into Eve’s neck, kissing it like I had in the kitchen.
My cock got even harder.
Still, it didn’t matter what the blonde looked like—not her body, not her face. Not even the goddamn sounds she was making. Because she had nothing on Eve.
That girl and her body were fucking perfect.
She had tits that
were real, that fit in the palms of my hands. An ass with just the right amount of thickness, giving me something to grab. Legs that were long and toned, the right length to wrap all the way around me.
And that fucking face.
It was more gorgeous than any woman The Agency represented.
Any woman who appeared on the screen.
Any woman who was contracted in this business.
And it was mine.
Staying in the doorway, I loosened my tie and tossed it on the chair that wasn’t far from where I stood. My jacket followed, and I continued to strip until everything was off.
While I walked to the bed, I stroked my cock.
The blonde eyed my dick. “You’re a lucky girl,” she said to Eve.
She was right about that.
But being able to put this cock inside Eve’s cunt made me just as lucky.
Reaching the end of the mattress, I said, “Get over here.”
They crawled to me, clasping their hands around my shaft, one higher than the other, and they pumped me several times before Eve’s lips surrounded my crown. She sucked the tip, swiveling across the outer edge, dipping toward my balls and back up. Each time she reached the head, she would tease the slit with the tip of her tongue.
I fisted her hair, tightly holding it, and I used it to guide her. With each dip, she took in more of me.
The blonde’s hands were now on my thighs, and she was sucking my balls. She could only fit in one, but she gave it plenty of suction, her tongue running across it as fast as Eve was bobbing.
As they waited for my next order, I felt their stare on me, and I heard their soft moans muffled from their mouths being so full.
Just a little more.
Only because they were so fucking good at what they were doing.
“Deeper,” I growled, letting Eve take in as much as she could but knowing she was capable of more.
I was nearing the back of her throat.
But I wasn’t quite there yet.
“My turn,” the blonde said, eager to take over.
Eve’s eyes connected to mine, and I said, “Let her have my cock and come sit on my face.”
I could tell Eve liked that response.
They both did.
Eve’s lips left my shaft, and I walked around to the side of the bed and climbed into the middle of it. Eve crawled up my body until her pussy was hovering over my mouth. The second I stuck out my tongue, getting ready to lick the length of her, I felt the blonde’s lips surround the tip of my dick.
“Fuck,” I hissed.
I had everything I wanted—a gorgeous cunt in my face and a hot, wet mouth sucking my cock.
“Take it all in,” I told the blonde. I knew she wouldn’t be able to—not even Eve could deep-throat the whole length—but I wanted more than what she was giving me.
While the blonde worked her way down, I pointed my tongue and focused on the top of Eve’s clit, sticking two fingers into her pussy.
“Max,” Eve groaned, fisting my hair to bring me in even closer.
She smelled so fucking good.
She tasted even better.
Her wetness dripped onto my tongue every time I surrounded her. She was bucking, riding out every flick I gave her, every grind of my fingers as I went in to my bottom knuckles. I twisted my hand just slightly before I pulled out to do it again.
And, while I ate the pussy I’d been thinking about for the last two weeks, the blonde was lowering to the center of my shaft and sliding back up, repeating the pattern as she cupped my balls.
“Mmm,” I moaned into Eve’s cunt.
Each syllable that left my mouth vibrated across her, and I could tell it made her even more sensitive.
I could also tell how close she was getting.
Her hips were moving faster. Her fingers were pulling my hair even harder.
Soft groans were draining from her lips.
“Let me feel it,” I told her. “Right on my fucking tongue.” I added in more pressure while my fingers drove in and out of her core. “Give it to me, Eve. Right now.”
It only took a few more licks until the softness in her voice was gone, and I was sure the neighbors could tell she was coming.
It didn’t cause the blonde to slow down at all. If anything, Eve’s sounds only made her suck faster. And, with her lips on my crown, her hand was pumping the bottom.
It wasn’t enough.
I needed more.
Now that I’d tasted the cum from Eve’s orgasm, I wanted my dick soaking in it.
So, once she stilled, I lifted her pussy off my face, and I set her on the bed. “Get on your back,” I told her. Holding the base of my cock, I pulled out of the blonde’s mouth and moved in between Eve’s legs, resting the backs of her knees across the top of my shoulders. From this angle, I had the perfect view of Eve’s body, and I wanted to see what it would look like with the blonde on top of her, the two of them coming together, so I said, “Go put your cunt on Eve’s mouth.”
The blonde moved fast, kneeling to the side of Eve’s head, her hands running down her tits while her pussy straddled Eve’s tongue.
“Fuck yes,” I roared. “Now, that’s the fucking sight I want to see.”
I pumped my cock several times with my hand as I stared at Eve’s opening. Once she and I had made things exclusive, which had happened a few months into our relationship, and I was sure she was on birth control, I’d stopped wearing a condom. So, as I held her ass high off the mattress and positioned myself underneath her, I rubbed my unwrapped cock over the outside of her pussy. Her wetness immediately coated my tip. Her heat teased me. So did the tightness that I knew was waiting for me inside her cunt.
The blonde’s eyes didn’t leave mine as her hands slid to Eve’s nipples. That was one of the most sensitive places on her body. And, when she was coming, she liked to have them squeezed.
“Bite them,” I ordered.
A smile pulled at the blonde’s lips while her hips rocked over Eve’s face. “Yes, sir.”
Submissive, just like Eve had said.
And I liked giving demands.
We were going to get along just fine.
As her teeth clamped down on Eve’s nipple, I thrust inside her pussy, giving her my full length in one stroke.
“Max!” she yelled, her voice dripping in pleasure, muffled from being nose deep inside the blonde.
Her pussy quivered around me.
“Fuuuck,” I growled.
She felt so fucking good.
I pulled out and punched in again.
“Yes!” Eve screamed, causing the blonde to buck. “God, I missed your cock.”
I knew she was reacting from the combination of the blonde’s teeth on her nipple, from my dick, and from having a beautiful pussy on her mouth. And I knew she loved what she was getting from us, so I didn’t stop, and I sure as hell didn’t slow down.
“Harder,” I barked at the blonde, rearing my hips back and pushing my way through Eve’s tightness. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“Then, ride her fucking face.”
I continued to slide through Eve’s heat as fast and as deep as I could, keeping her legs spread wide so that I could pound her as hard as I wanted.
And I did.
Relentlessly.
With each stroke, I tilted my hips forward to reach the spot that would bring her closer to that build.
“Oh my God,” Eve groaned. “That feels fucking incredible.”
Her fingers were stabbing the blanket, and her heels were slapping against my shoulders.
“Lick the ends of her nipples,” I told the blonde. “And put your hand on her clit.”
She did as I’d ordered, and I picked up my speed. When I was all the way in, I circled my hips several times, grinding my dick inside her, before I pulled out to the tip and repeated the motion.
As the blonde leaned across Eve’s body, her fingers stroking that gorgeous cunt, I saw the to
p of the blonde’s ass. Her cheeks were thick, just how I liked them. It would be hot as hell to have that ass facing me, spread nice and wide while my cock was buried inside it.
But, if I fucked the blonde, I’d have to put on a condom.
I wasn’t about that right now. Not after being inside Eve without one.
Besides, I could feel how close she was getting. As she neared the edge, her pussy clamped down on me even harder. And, with the sounds coming out of the blonde, I knew she wasn’t far behind.
Neither was I. Not with all that tightness and heat that was swallowing me.
“Faster,” I said to the blonde as she circled the middle of Eve’s clit. “Eve, make her fucking scream.”
“Ah,” the blonde groaned, her back arching, tits bouncing each time she rocked her hips. “That feels so good.”
Eve’s hand lifted from the blanket, and it moved behind the blonde’s cunt. When I saw her arm slide back and forth, I knew she was finger-fucking her.
This view just kept getting better.
“Max,” Eve said, her voice even more muffled now, “I’m so close.”
I lifted her several inches higher, using this new space to lengthen my stroke, and I pummeled into her.
My balls began to tighten.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“Oh God,” Eve moaned back. “That fucking cock of yours.”
“Yesss!” the blonde shouted after several seconds.
Holding on to Eve’s thighs, I reared back before I buried myself all the way. Using small, shallow thrusts, I pumped out the first stream.
“Max!” Eve shouted.
From the way the blonde was breathing, I knew the three of us were getting off at the same time.
“That’s it,” I told Eve. “Squeeze all of that cum out of me.” The blonde’s eyes connected to mine, and I said, “I want your pussy juice to coat her fucking face.”
“Ahhh,” the blonde responded.
I followed her arm down Eve’s navel to the top of her clit where wetness was soaking each of her fingers.
Jesus.
Eve was fucking dripping.