I felt Parker studying me. My eyes were wide with anticipation as I took in the scene.
He leaned in close. “There’s no touching in here. I mean the girls can touch, but we aren’t supposed to touch them.”
I absorbed his instructions, part of me wondering how many times he’d been in the VIP room and at the same time feeling the urge to touch him as the familiar ache between my legs grew more intense. Without thinking I put my hand on his thigh and began softly rubbing my fingers up and down.
Lexi turned toward Cole and straddled him. She lowered her center down just above his lap and rubbed herself slowly against the large protruding bulge in his pants. The look on his face was excruciating. Cole opened his mouth and leaned his head back, grasping at Sadie’s nipple beside him. She allowed him to touch for a moment then pushed his hand quickly away. Cole groaned in appreciation when Lexi removed her skimpy top and brushed her nipples across his lips. Then she dismounted the chair and got on her knees next to Sadie.
I watched in disbelief as the scandalous scene continued to unfold before me, sometimes forgetting to breath. The women were locked in a slow gentle kiss. They took turns seductively undressing one another. Sadie rubbed her fingers over the small patch of material before pulling Lexi’s G-string off. This time Sadie climbed on Cole’s lap facing him, her pink slit resting directly on his cock. She leaned back and Lexi crawled to Cole’s side as Sadie lifted herself slightly so she could unzip his pants. Then she began rubbing Sadie’s slit with two fingers. Lost in pleasure, Sadie closed her eyes as Lexi teased one of her taught nipples with the tip of her tongue.
The sheer torture send Cole over the edge. He grabbed Sadie’s hips grinding her down onto his boxers. The alarmed look on her face reminded me that he was breaking the rules, but she recovered quickly and slid herself back and forth over the length of his cock several times while looking him in the eye.
I’d never felt so dirty, and defiled and completely aroused all at once, and I suddenly wondered if Parker was feeling it, too. His low shallow breathing stopped temporarily as I slid my hand further up his thigh. The way his cock spring up to meet my touch pleased me, and I grasped it in my fingers and began stroking it through his pants. He responded immediately by unzipping them and allowing me full access to his hard length.
Parker’s body tensed as I stroked him from the base all the way to the tip and back down again. We continued to watch as Sadie went to her knees alongside Lexi, and they each tugged one side of Cole’s pants then his boxers until his cock sprang free. Their tongues met at the thick round tip mingling together for a moment before taking turns licking up and down his shaft.
Cole was leaned back in the chair with his mouth opened slightly and his legs spread out in front of him. His hands grasped the sides of the chair as if was resisting the urge to grab the girls by their hair and thrust himself forcefully between their eager lips.
I ran my finger over the sticky fluid oozing from Parker’s cock and spread it down his shaft. I felt it thicken in my hand as I stroked faster until he grabbed my hand firmly, stopping my movements. I looked at him, taking in every detail. His eyes were slightly closed, his mouth parted. He pulled my arm close to him guiding me onto his lap, and my eyes opened wide in shock.
His voice was low and needy, “I want you right here. Do you want me?” He found his answer as his hand slid up my thigh, and his fingers dipped into the wetness between my legs. He pulled me into his kiss and groaned, catching my bottom lip roughly between his teeth. I was wild with desire. There was no thinking now, only feeling.
His voice was coarse in my ear. “Turn around and straddle me on your knees.”
I immediately did as he asked. I closed my eyes, hovering over him as his hands traveled up to squeeze my nipples through my dress then down to the hem hiking it up to the bottom of my butt cheeks. He pulled my panties aside and began stroking my clit with two fingers, dragging my wetness up and around it in a delicious friction. I rocked against him, and the pressure started building. As I reached back and grabbed his arms to brace myself for my orgasm he plunged deep inside me, causing me to cry out. Parker grabbed my hips and slammed me down around him, filling me over and over. My body radiated with pure pleasure as I opened my eyes to take in the dirty tantalizing scene once again.
The girls were taking turns deep throating Cole’s cock. Clear strings of saliva glistened in the dim light as each one took his thick length all the way down. Cole’s held the back of Sadie’s hair. She continued to suck him as Lexi pushed his legs open wider and began to lick and suck at his balls. When he slammed into Sadie’s mouth, she pulled away just in time. Both girls kneeled in front of him as he grasped his cock firmly in his hand and shot thick streams of come on their waiting tongues.
Just then my orgasm ripped through me, and I contracted wildly around Parker’s cock. He squeezed my thighs, and I felt him throbbing between my legs as he came hard, expelling every last drop of his hot liquid.
My body was on fire. I watched the girls kiss, mingling Cole’s come between their tongues. Cole was watching too, his mouth wide open and panting from exertion. He finally looked over just as Parker lifted me from his lap.
He smiled, and for some reason I knew that Parker had that devilish grin on his face. The girls grabbed their skimpy attire from the floor and walked out as Cole and Parker began to zip their pants. We were silent as we slowly took in the events that just occurred.
Parker spoke first. “Are you ready?” he asked. I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or Cole, but I answered anyway.
“I’m ready.” My body longed for more, and I hoped that Parker wanted to get back to his suite as much as I did. I was soaked and needy. I had never been more aroused in my life.
“Let’s go” Cole said, and I wondered briefly what he meant. Was he coming with us?
Eight
CONFESSIONS
We rode in silence back to Parker’s suite. All the while I was wondering if we would drop Cole at his car somewhere along the way. Although we didn’t speak, the atmosphere was more intimate than before. Earlier, Cole sat across from us, but now I sat in the middle between both men with their thighs pressed against mine. Every turn brought us closer to Parker’s hotel, and I began to realize that Cole was coming back with us.
The alcohol was wearing off, and my nerves were returning. I crossed my legs and shifted in my seat to get comfortable. Parker looked at me and grabbed my knee, gently uncrossing my legs. He ran his hand up my thigh just under the hem of my dress. My body tensed. I felt Cole’s hand on my other thigh stroking gently, and fear and desire battled in my mind. This was all new to me. I had only seen things like this on pornos. I never imagined myself participating. But here I was. This was really happening. I came here on a mission, and I wasn’t about to stop now. If it pleased Parker then I was one day closer to the $300,000 that I came here for. And besides, I never felt so exhilarated or so free. My body ached for more.
In the elevator Parker leaned against the back wall and pulled my back to his chest. His hands cupped my breasts as Cole pinned me back against him began kissing me deeply. My body tingled with desire secretly admitting I wanted them both.
Suddenly, Parker’s voice came out of nowhere, “Red.”
I giggled at first as it didn’t make sense, but then I noticed something had changed. He was stern, and his hand was planted firmly against Cole’s chest pushing him away from me. Cole put his hands in the air and stepped back immediately. I whirled around to look at Parker in confusion. He looked conflicted.
“What the hell just happened?” I demanded as Cole turned toward the door.
“I can’t do it, Lo. I can’t let you do this. You’re drunk. We already went too far, and you might regret it.”
I was furious. “What do you mean you can’t let me do this? This was your idea, remember? And in case you haven’t noticed, Parker, I do what I want. I don’t require your permission.”
The elevator doors ope
ned and Cole stepped into the hall in front of Parker’s suite. Just as I was about to step out, Parker caught my arm and slammed the panel of buttons on the wall. When the door closed, he loosened his grip on my arm and his voice softened.
“Lo, I don’t know why, but I can’t do it. I can’t let him touch you. I’m sorry.”
The door opened abruptly to Cole standing in the hallway waiting for an explanation. “Hey, I’m out of here. Why don’t you two go inside and finish this so I can take the elevator.”
“No!” I shot over my shoulder.
Parker spoke at the same time, “Fine.” But neither of us moved an inch, and he pushed the button again in frustration.
I straightened my dress and stood tall and defiant. “I want to do this, Parker, so what’s the problem?”
“The problem is I can’t do this! Don’t you get it? I care about you, Lo. I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind seeing you like this, having you like this. I want it, but I just can’t do it. You might regret it. You might hate me when it’s over. I can’t take the chance. And seeing another man touch you…fuck! I don’t think I can…”
The doors slid open once more, and Cole looked like he wanted to run as far away from us as he could. His hands were in his pockets and he stretched his neck from side to side before looking up at the ceiling.
“One more minute,” I yelled, and this time I pushed the button. When the doors closed I grabbed Parker’s hand. “Listen, I’ll admit, I’m scared to death. I never thought I’d do something like this. Ever.” I looked at the floor. “But I’m not as drunk as you think. I know what I’m doing. I’m here in Vegas with you, and as much as I’ve tried to deny it, in some twisted way I care about you, too. I don’t know how that makes this seem right, but somehow it does. I want to know you. The real you. All of you. This is part of who you are.”
Parker hung his head and squeezed my hand tightly. “I don’t know what to say, but I know I can’t do this right now, okay?”
I was frustrated and angry, but he was right. The mood was ruined, and I’m sure Cole felt the same way. He avoided eye contact as we quickly traded places when the elevator doors opened again.
Parker called out, “See you tomorrow night,” and the doors closed. It was over. I followed Parker into the suite and sat on the couch to gather my thoughts. That’s when the reality of what happened started to sink in. I had sex with Parker at a strip club in front of strangers, and I was seconds away from having a threesome with one of his best friends. I buried my face in my hands. What was wrong with me?
The couch shifted as Parker slid in beside me and scooped me into his lap. I buried my face against his chest and my eyes filled up with tears. He stroked my hair softly for a few minutes in silence before he asked, “Lo, are you okay?”
“Yeah,” I answered in a barely audible whisper.
“This is exactly what I was afraid of.” He inhaled deeply into my hair as if he were trying to breathe me in, and his arms circled me tighter. “I don’t expect you to understand this. It’s fucked up. I’m fucked up…” he paused, “Remember what I said about sex and love being two different things?”
I nodded my head slowly against his chest. I was painfully sober and hanging on his every word, both fearing what he was about to admit and needing to hear it more than ever.
“Love scares me, Lo. I saw what it did to my parents. The fighting, the failed marriages after. Growing up I never felt safe. I couldn’t wait to get the fuck away from both of them, so I went off to college and never looked back. I stayed busy, got involved in a fraternity and sports, but I always felt alone. I thought about you. You were the only girl I ever felt…like I wanted to love.”
I lifted my head slowly and strained to see his face in the dim light. His eyes looked glassy, and he gently brushed a tear from my cheek and continued. “I partied a lot, and the girls seemed to be there whether I looked for them or not, “he laughed. “The sex got crazy in college. Threesomes were almost routine, and I let it fill some need inside of me, like a drug.”
I was stroking his arm gently as he spoke. Finally! I felt like I was getting some insight into what had happened to him all these years. He was finally revealing some of the many layers of Parker Blackwell, and I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted him to know I wasn’t judging him. That I wanted to hear more.
“Then what?” I asked softly.
“Then I made a decision. I decided I would get what I needed through sex. The crazier the better.” His finger traced my cheek tilting my chin so ours met. “But when I saw you again something changed. I wanted you. I wanted to see if your wild side still existed, and I imagined what it would be like to see you unravel…in my world. I think I saw a little bit of that tonight.”
His dimples made a sudden appearance. I smiled and looked down, embarrassed to admit he was right. All that bad boy charm, those emerald green eyes staring at me as he confessed things I was willing to bet nobody else in this world had ever heard, it was almost a crime for this beautiful man to be so conflicted. He was bad for me and so fucking irresistible at the same time.
“Then something else happened. For the first time I wanted more. I wasn’t prepared for any of this,” he let out a sigh. “I care about you, Lo. I care about how you feel, what you want, and I especially care about what you think of me. I can’t to lie to you about who I am. Am I making any fucking sense, here, or do you think I’m an idiot?”
I laughed to relieve the tension and wiped the tears from my cheeks. “I think it’s all crazy, and I don’t know why, but it makes perfect sense.” And it did. Now I understood why he hired the escorts. They were a defense mechanism, a way to relieve his loneliness and still protect himself from falling in love. Somehow knowing this made me feel closer to him, and I wasn’t afraid. I wanted to go deeper into his world than ever before.
“I don’t want to hurt you. You’re not like me, Lo. I’ve never felt more comfortable being myself then when I’m with you, and I don’t want that to change. So, you’ll either be okay with this sick twisted side of me or you won’t, but you have to know the truth if there’s any chance in hell that we could ever be…more.”
More. There was that word again. I knew it was hard for him to say out loud. More. It kept repeating in my mind like the hypnotic rhythm of a song that I just couldn’t shake. More. It’s funny that I thought of the very same word to describe him and the way that he made me feel. But what did more look like with a man like Parker Blackwell? Designer clothes, limousines, sex in public places, threesomes? Our worlds couldn’t be further apart. This was temporary to me. My world was back in Michigan, and until just days ago I always knew exactly what my more would look like. It’s funny how things can change in the blink of an eye.
So what was my more with Jake gone and Parker back in my life? I had no idea. There was only one thing I could be sure of. Right here, right now and for the rest of our five days in Vegas, I would be his more. And nothing else in the world sounded better than that.
Time to change the mood. I was grateful to get some insight into Parker’s past, but I had to keep my head on straight. I was still on a mission, and the last thing I needed to do was to get caught up in some temporary emotion he was experiencing after reuniting with me after all these years. After all, he did admit that I was part of his best memories growing up, and I’m sure he was somehow confusing this with something deeper than it actually was. I crawled up to face him, straddling his lap. “So tell me what you think about.”
“What do you mean?” He blinked as though he was waking up from dream.
“I mean…when you have all those naughty thoughts about showing me things, what do you think about?” I trailed my fingers across his chest and bit my lip waiting for his reply.
He was clearly amused as his lips curled into a sexy smile. “You really want to know?”
I leaned in playfully and whispered in his ear, “Yes, I really want to know,” before blazing kisses from his earlobe down his neck. H
e let out a groan and shifted underneath me, positioning me directly over the growing bulge in his pants.
“Let’s see…are we talking about another man or another woman?” His eyes sparkled with mischief, and he licked his lips.
I tossed my head back and laughed. “You are so fucking naughty! What am I going to do with you?”
“I have a few ideas. Let’s see what you’re ready for.” He growled and lifted me by my hips as he stood up. I squealed and wrapped my legs around him as he carried me to his bedroom. Parker lowered me to my feet and tugged my dress down to the floor, his hot mouth kissing a trail from my neck down to my breasts. He removed his own clothes at the same time without missing a beat.
“Come here.” He laid on the bed, his rigid cock fully erect, and motioned for me to come to him. “I want you in my mouth,” he commanded, and I didn’t hesitate. I climbed up on the bed and he turned me so I was straddling his face.
I closed my eyes as his tongue lapped gently, tracing a line slowly up and down my slit. I leaned over and lightly licked the head of his cock, swirling my tongue around it gently. When his tongue dipped deeper into my wetness, I returned the favor by taking his head between my lips and slipping it slowly into my throat. His tongue teased my clit until I was riding his face and sucking him wildly. Then I felt something different. He touched a place that sent an unexpected tingle up my spine. I nearly choked on him as ripples of pleasure washed over me. His tongue continued to assault me there. My core was throbbing and dripping wet. I needed him inside me.
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