5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set)

by Michelle Hughes

  She didn't argue, honestly she didn't care what she wore as long as it pleased him. She untangled her long hair with a comb and dried it thoroughly. Pulling out her cosmetic bag, she dusted a slight bronzer over her face, added a touch of mascara, and just a hint of color to her lips with a coral gloss.

  He was completely dressed when she made it back into the room and she hurried to pull out a pair of lacy white panties, and glanced toward the dress he'd laid out to see what type of bra to wear. Since it was one of the silk mini-dresses with spaghetti straps she grabbed a half bra and quickly put it on, then slid the dress over her head, carefully not to mess up her hair. All she had done was combed it and allowed to hang in soft folds down her back.

  "You look gorgeous baby, grab your shoes and let's get out of here. I don't want to be late." He winked and walked out into the main room to make a phone call.

  Finding her three inch heels she slid them on, grabbed her purse and joined him back in the room. "Ready when you are, Sir," she smiled and tried not to think about what he was going to teach her tonight.

  He held out his hand for her and walked her out of the room, to the elevator, then out to the front of the hotel. A limo awaited them and they both were seated inside. "We are meeting a dear friend of mine tonight. He owns one of the hotels on the island, most women find him charming." He smiled and held her hand in his lap as they drove. The ride was not a long one but he felt she had walked enough today and had called for the car earlier.

  She raised her eyebrow at his remark, wondering why he would choose those words. At his smile, she decided she was just still tired and probably not thinking clearly. Smiling back, she snuggled closer to him just wanting to get this night over and finally sleep.

  The hotel that they were driven to was just as charming as theirs and her eyes took in all the details of the magnificent property. To own a place like this it was apparent Rhett's friend was very well off financially. She wondered what it would be like to live in a place like this every day for the rest of her life.

  He walked her inside the impressive lobby and toward the golden gilded elevators. "I want you to remember something tonight sweetheart, by pleasing me, you please yourself." He squeezed her hand lightly as the door opened on the top floor.

  She didn't have time to ask him what he meant. Standing in what appeared to be an entire floor dedicated as one suite, she could only gasp at the opulence before her. The man that walked forward to meet them could only be described as almost too handsome. He had movie star looks, with perfect hair, and a body most men would die for incredibly displayed in a pair of designer jeans and t-shirt.

  "Rhett," walking over he embraced his friend in a bear hug. "It has been way too long my friend!"

  Scarlett could only watch as the two men greeted each other. It was rare for the men she knew in her life, granted those were few, to be so open with their affections. A slap on the ass, or a handshake were what she expected from the male species.

  "Come Scarlett, meet Manuel," he smiled broadly and held out his hand for her to join them.

  "She is even lovelier than you told me in our conversations," lifting her hand he kissed it gallantly. "A pleasure to meet you."

  He had a strong island accent and a charming manner that Scarlett was instantly attracted to. "It's very nice to meet you Sir," she wasn't sure what to call him, but assumed if he was a close friend of Rhett's then he probably at least knew something about his lifestyle.

  "So well trained already as well," Manuel turned to Rhett and smiled, "I am impressed old friend." He looked back at Scarlett and smiled genuinely. "I am to assume she has not been told why you've brought her to me?"

  "You would assume correctly," he chuckled at the confused look that now found Scarlett's face. "She does know that this will be part of our ten nights and I can only hope she does as well tonight as during the other ones." He spoke to Manuel but kept his eyes on Scarlett, attempting to read her mood.

  "Well shall we move to the back room and get more comfortable?" Manuel didn't wait for either of them to answer as he walked off, knowing they would follow.

  Rhett held Scarlett's hand as they followed and whispered softly, "You do this tonight to show me that you can trust me in all things."

  She was really starting to get nervous now, because it was apparent she wasn't going to like what he was going to ask her to do. Her heart began to race and when she and Rhett walked inside the room Manuel had disappeared into, she froze.

  It was a bedroom, with a very large bed in the center, and everything else in the room was overshadowed by that one piece of furniture. "I don't understand Sir," she whispered the words in confusion, looking to Rhett and back to Manuel not understanding why either of the men were smiling at her in such a strange way.

  "Tonight Scarlett, we will both enjoy you," he watched her eyes widen, and saw the fear that filled the beautiful depths. When she took a few steps back he knew it was time to command her. "This is not debatable sweetheart, you have nothing to fear and a world of pleasure to be gained."

  "Sir, I c-can't," she couldn't talk, her heart was racing too fast, her mind completely overloaded, the thought what he was asking of her was too much.

  "Do you remember what we discussed last night Scarlett?" his voice had grown cold and stern. "I can only unlock your passion when you trust me completely."

  She hated when he went into caveman mode, and this was just way beyond what she felt comfortable with. "I c-can't do this, Sir, please I'm begging you not to ask me." How could he even want this? What type of woman would it make her to allow this to happen? Sure, Manuel was an extremely gorgeous man, and she doubted many girls turned him down on that basis alone. But this was not her, and she didn't think she wanted to ever be the kind of woman who could have two lovers at once.

  "Scarlett you're over thinking things again, undress, now!" He knew just how hard this would be for her. It was pushing her boundaries further than they'd ever been pushed in her life. He wasn't backing down tonight, if she didn't use her safe words, this was going ahead as planned.

  "I c-can't, Sir," she cried out softly lowering her head. She didn't like denying him. Hated the fact that he was going to be upset with her. This was just too much, she shook her head fighting back tears.

  Manuel watched the beautiful girl fall apart and smiled warmly. She had no idea what pleasures waited in their arms, he knew that instinctively, and from the talks he had with Rhett. An innocent in his lifestyle was a rarity and he knew he'd enjoy seeing who would win this small battle of wills. He wondered if someone with her limited sexual experience could be convinced to love so freely.

  Rhett wasn't ready to accept defeat and giving her little warning his hands quickly reached for the thins straps of her dress, lowering them and pulling the garment down to pool at her feet. "Half the battle is already won, sweetheart," he smiled.

  Her hands instinctively moved to cross over her chest, shocked that he had done that in front of the beautiful stranger. "Sir, please stop," she was humiliated and just wanted this to end so she could go hide in a corner somewhere.

  "Don't fight me on this sweet girl, you will enjoy this so much and wonder tomorrow what you were so afraid of." Wrapping his arms around her waist he held her against him tightly. Her body was trembling violently and he knew it was mainly from embarrassment.

  "You have no need to be embarrassed dear one, your body is perfección," Manuel glanced over her slender form thinking how fortunate his friend was to own her.

  Scarlett closed her eyes tightly, willing her heart to stop racing and her breathing to slow. All of this was just too much, she wasn't ready to explore this deeply. Her own mental anguish was so deep she didn't feel his fingers work the clasp free on her bra, and didn't know he'd released it until he pulled her hands down by her side firmly. She whimpered as the cool air flittered over the peaks causing them to tighten into rosy buds.

  Manuel walked forward until he stood before the trembling beauty and hi
s mouth lowered quickly to one of the tempting peaks. Suckling it deeply, he felt her pull back instinctively but only pulled deeper with his mouth. Her soft groan of pleasure and pain making his body harden instantly.

  "Rhett, Sir, please," she whimpered knowing her body enjoyed Manuel's mouth on her breast, but her mind was completely out of the game.

  Keeping her hands firmly by her side, he lowered his mouth to ear and whispered patiently. "Feel sweetheart, stop thinking." He was finding it hard to watch Manuel touch what he considered his, but she would know this experience, he decided.

  Manuel trailed his mouth over to her other breast as his hand moved down her flat stomach and under the band of the small wisp of lace that covered her sex. His fingers slid over her smooth mound and into the soft folds, pleased at the dampness there. Lifting his head from her breast he spoke huskily. "Your body is loving what I'm doing." His mouth lowered down her abdomen feeling her tense, and he allowed his tongue to delve inside her navel.

  She held her breath as his tongue tickled her. His fingers were creating the most delicious friction, but her mind was still screaming how wrong it was to be enjoying this from him.

  Rhett was fighting his own issues of someone touching his prize, but was refusing to end this. He knew that if he was going to share her, he would at least be involved in her finding pleasure. "We should move this to the bed," he demanded more harshly than he intended.

  Manuel looked up at his friend, surprised at the jealousy in his hard gaze. It was readily apparent that this young woman meant more to him than he was willing to admit to himself. "Are you certain you want to do this?"

  He lifted Scarlett as Manuel's fingers and hands were removed and walked her over to the bed with long strides. "This is what she needs," he carefully laid her on the bed and the look in her eyes begging him to stop this only encouraged him to go forward.

  "Sir, please," she whispered quietly not liking the angry look he was giving and knowing she was going to have to force herself to deny any pleasure in this act if he demanded it.

  "Remember when I told you before that I would be lenient with you because you were new Scarlett?" He needed this to happen as much for him as for her. She was becoming too much of an obsession, he couldn't think rationally any longer.

  "I remember Sir," she whispered softly not sure where he was going with this.

  "That no longer applies," he watched her eyes widen in fear, "if you stop any night, this ends." He was being cold and unfair but there had to be some way to ease this possessive need he had for her, maybe this was it. If he could watch her with another man, then her innocence would no longer be a factor. At least this was how he was going to rationalize his decision, he thought angrily.

  A single tear slid down her cheek at his words. "You want me to be your whore, Sir?"

  "I want you to agree to do whatever I ask you without question," his eyes bore into hers, wondering if she would break or walk away.

  Forcing herself to take deep breaths, she knew what he was really demanding from her. She could walk away tonight and never see him again, or she could give in to his demented idea of passion and live with the consequences. It was an overwhelming decision to make with no time in her favor. Her mind was reeling, was she ready to end this and walk away from him?

  Tears streaked down her cheeks and she knew the answer was no. She hated him for asking this of her, and hated herself as she nodded and spoke softly. "I'm not ready for this to end, Sir." Laying her hands by her sides, she trembled knowing just what she was giving in to.

  He should be elated that she had finally submitted completely to him, but the feeling in his gut wasn't one of joy over her decision. Mentally strengthening his resolve, he lowered down onto the bed and his lips met hers. It wasn't a kiss of loving tenderness, it was one meant to show her that she was claimed. "Tonight you will know what it means to belong to me, completely." Lifting his mouth away, his hands went to the scrap of lace that covered her sex and pulled them down her shaking limbs.

  Manuel removed his clothes, not certain his friend was ready to share his pet. She was incredibly beautiful and he couldn't wait to enjoy her, but there was a charged sense of tension in the room that concerned him. "Rhett, you are sure this is something you wish to pursue." They had been friends for many years, and shared many women, never had he seen him this furious.

  Rhett stood up and undressed quickly, refusing to allow himself the time to change his mind. He needed this for his own sanity, and to remind himself who was in control. The girl was his pet and until he could assure his own mental state of mind, he'd do whatever it took to put her in the same place as the submissive's before her. "Let's enjoy our little slut tonight."

  Scarlett closed her eyes at his words, wishing she had the nerve to tell him to go to hell for his comment. She didn't doubt for a minute that he would send her away if she denied him tonight. A part of her mind said that he should send her away, if for nothing else to save herself. As both men joined her in the bed, she tensed and knew that any decision to leave needed to be made now. Why she remained still and silent as their hands found her breasts, she would question long after this night ended.

  Rhett lowered his mouth to her breast and suckled deeply, his teeth scraping lightly over the hardened peak. The sight of Manuel enjoying her other breast enraged him, and his hand squeezed the creamy mound tightly, forcing a gasp of pain from her lips. It did little to alleviate his anger.

  Rhett's hand moved down to her smooth mound and two fingers plunged into her dry sheath, he stilled his movement. His eyes moved to her face. Her eyes were clenched tightly together and her body so tense that it forced him to calm. This wasn't a punishment to her, he told himself with a mental shake. Pulling his fingers from her clenching folds, he forced himself to gain control over his volatile emotions.

  "Taste her Manuel, she is so sweet," he spoke to him but his mind was completely on Scarlett. Yes he needed this to happen, but he would not allow her to regret this night. Determined that she find pleasure with them, he moved up to her body and claimed her lips gently.

  She just wanted this to end. If this was what he needed to fulfill his ego, she'd give it to him. But damn it, she though angrily, she wasn't going to enjoy it at all. His lips gently prying hers apart forced her mind to think about him and not what he was allowing to happen here. As his tongue slowly danced with hers, she found it hard to think at all.

  Manuel lowered himself between her beautiful thighs and lifted them over his shoulders. Feeling her tense, he trailed kisses up her thigh until his mouth settled over her soft folds and his tongue lightly grazed the sensitive flesh. It was easy for him to notice that she wasn't responding, as her core was still dry, he was determined to make her enjoy this experience though. Spreading her nether lips with his fingers his tongue delved deep, retreating and entering again until her desire flooded his tongue.

  The first touch of a strangers lips against her body should have been horrible, but like the slut he'd called her, she felt her body respond. There was no denying that as much as she wanted to remain cold and aloof, her core was drenched with desire. Rhett's hand on her breasts, his tongue dancing with hers, and Manuel's mouth driving her insane, it was all too much to resist.

  Her hips arched off the bed, pushing closer to his mouth giving Manuel free reign of her body. Gripping her hips firmly he continued to devour her with his mouth. Tongue darting in, retreating, then nipping against the clit hood piercing, only to start all over again.

  Scarlett felt her body tense, then come undone and she lost all reasoning. Crying out against Rhett's mouth, her nails biting into his shoulders she was overwhelmed with sensation. When Manuel's fingers slowly pushed inside her and then pulled out, she didn't know if she could handle much more. Then his fingers pushed against her untried rosebud and she tensed, attempting to move away.

  Pulling her lips from Rhett's, she cried out no at the burning invasion of Manuel's fingers. She attempted to pull out of both o
f their holds and it dawned on her that they would both try to enter her body. In her earlier panic, she hadn't thought really about what having two lovers truly meant. "Rhett, Sir, please, I can't." She was about to go into full hysterics if they didn't let her go.

  Rhett's arms were wrapped around her under her breasts, and Manuel still had her legs draped over her shoulders with his hands on her thighs now. Manuel's mouth had reclaimed her clit and he suckled deeply, the sensation was almost overwhelming after the orgasm she'd just had.

  "Scarlett, you can do this and you will enjoy it," his mouth claimed hers again for a brief moment. "Trust me, I would never allow you to be here if I thought Manuel would hurt you. This isn't what tonight's about."

  His words and Manuel's mouth building up the tension again were making her thoughts jumble. She knew there were a hundred reasons she should be saying no, but the sensations were definitely winning out over her fears. Her core tensed close to finding release again and she whimpered when Manuel pulled away.

  "How do you want to take her," Manuel was rock hard and he knelt on the bed, slid on a condom and then stroked his impressive length, keeping his eyes on their beautiful conquest.

  "I will be the first to have that sexy little ass," Rhett knew he was large and Manuel would be less invasive, but he would not trust anyone else to break her in.

  Manuel laid beside Scarlett, "Come ride me baby." He continued to stroke himself, aching to feel that sweet little cunt slide down his length.

  Scarlett bit her lip hard, her core was aching and he'd left her on the edge of fulfillment, but still she wasn't sure she could do this. And the thought of Rhett entering her from behind was just a small part of her hesitation. She knew if she went through with this, nothing would ever be the same again.

  "Now Scarlett!" He could see the indecision on her gorgeous face and refused to let her over think. The look of pleading she gave him, made his resolve falter but he refused to five in. "Don't make me ask you again sweetheart."