by Berry, Kitty
We enter the foyer and Sydney smiles at the babies, making silly faces at them and winning them over as much as she’s won me over. Zoe who tends to only like her daddy reaches out her arms and lunges at Sydney who takes her from Brook and carries her along with us. A strange feeling assaults me when I see her holding Zoe. She looks sexy with a baby in her arms and for the first time in my life it makes me wonder what it would be like to be a dad. I have no clue where these thoughts are coming from but I can’t seem to get them out of my mind. I picture Sydney holding a little red headed baby girl with a dark haired toddler holding on to her skirt. The spell she has over me is getting stronger, any minute now I will not recognize myself.
We follow Brook through the house and into the backyard where Tate is just ending a call on his cell. He comes over and man hugs me then the others. He leans in and kisses Sydney in his usual suave way and even though it’s him I feel a pang of jealousy. I hear Sydney talking to Brook telling her how she’s followed her work and admired her since she was little. Brook thanks her and promises a dance party before the night is over. “When we all get together like this we usually end up drunk, singing and dancing. We’re all good at the drunk and dancing part but the singing will make your ears bleed so don’t say I didn’t warn you” Brook tells Sydney.
“Hey, speak for yourself. I can sing” I say.
Brook introduces her assistant who is also Dominick’s girlfriend, Heidi to Sydney. Asia, Brook’s best friend comes over to say hello and introduce herself and her husband Ted as does Brook’s sister Katrina and her boyfriend who happens to be Tate’s best friend and business partner, Bobby. Brook’s brother Michael and his partner Jeremy should be arriving shortly with their son. I love all the people in this room right now more than ever for making Sydney feel welcomed, they are a great family to be a part of, there was a time that I didn’t realize that, a time when I took them for granted.
We have a great relaxed afternoon together with food and lots to drink. I am feeling no pain and I can tell Sydney is getting a little tipsy too. We’ll be staying the night if we keep it up. Sydney is comfortable and enjoying herself. She is at ease with the women, they spend time alone in the kitchen taking care of the food and chatting while the guys share cigars and talk business. They give me a hard time over my relationship with Sydney. None of them know what to make of it as they have never known me to be with a woman before. They knew I fucked them but they also knew I never had a meaningful relationship with any of them and I certainly would never have brought any of them to a family party. I decide it’s time to open up and make some confessions. I explain my lifestyle and past to the few of them present that don’t already know and answer some questions. They all laugh it off and say they wish they were me. I sigh and Tate looks at me then asks, “So what’s the problem? Is Sydney not into it?”
“Uh, she’s never been before but so far she’s been responsive to what we’ve done. I knew she had it in her to submit the minute I met her.”
“And…” Tate prompts.
“She’s had a traumatic introduction into sex as a child and I’m worried about pushing her too far. But the real problem is me.”
Alex looks at me and takes a long pull of his beer and hands me another, I do the same and smile at him in thanks before I continue. “I like her. Actually, I’m pretty damn sure I’m in love with her. Me, the Dom who plays women, the guy who has never had a girlfriend. It’s just such a mind fuck.”
“Is she totally fucking with you or do you think she returns the feelings, man?” Tate asks.
Mac jumps in, “She’s in love with him. She has it bad; you can see it in her eyes.”
“Yep, she loves him. I agree” states Dominick with a slap to my back.
“What makes you want things to be different with her?” Tate asks.
“Everything. Her.” I run my hands through my hair and take another long pull of my beer. “Her hair, her body, her face. Fuck, you guys see her; she’s fucking perfect, not a flaw. But it’s so much more than that. Looks and submitting was all it was before with me and the girls I played. With Sydney I can’t explain it. The sex is amazing. The few times we didn’t do anything kinky and I got off harder than I ever have I was so shocked I could barely speak. Don’t fucking say anything, any of you but it was the first time I ever made love to a woman and it was better than the best fuck I’ve ever had.”
Tate smiles and let’s a little chuckle escape.
“Oh, fuck no. You did not just laugh at me for that, old man. You? The only guy here who has only ever fucked his wife. Seriously?”
“Okay, first of all I’ve been “fucking” my wife since I was sixteen; it’s not my fault I found perfection at such an earlier age. And secondly I wasn’t laughing at you because you admitted to making love to her. I’m laughing because you are so in over your head; I think it’s kind of cute.”
“Fuck, I am losing my mind over her. I can’t stop thinking about her when I’m not with her and when I am with her, now that we’ve had sex, I can’t keep my hands off her.” I sigh and run my hands through my hair again. “She told me she loves me this morning and I didn’t say anything. I wanted to be the first to say it and now I don’t know what to do. I haven’t even made things official with her.”
“Oh, you mean you haven’t asked her out yet?” Tate chuckles.
“Seriously old man, I am a minute away from kicking your ass.”
“Calm down. You know I’m just giving you a hard time. If you love her tell her. If you don’t want her to be with anyone else ask her to be yours. You’re a Dominant, claim her. Do what you do best. I have an idea if you want to hear the opinion of an old man and before you laugh at me just keep in mind that I’ve been able to keep my wife faithful to me for over twenty years so apparently I’m doing something right.”
I agree to hear Tate out and follow his plan to claim Sydney and make her mine. After our plan has been hashed out we return to the party and the woman are a little more drunk than when we snuck away for the guy talk.
The twins can’t get enough of Sydney. Every time I look at her she’s got one or both of them on her hip or on her lap. They are making laughing noises while she blows on their bellies or makes funny faces at them. She plays peek-a-boo with them and makes me join in. They really are very cute and a lot of fun once you engage them. I guess I never really took the time to learn how to before. When it’s time for Brook to take the twins for their baths and to get them settled into bed all the women go to help including Sydney. It gives me the opportunity to talk the guys into helping me with Tate’s plan.
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After we have the twins settled into bed the women and I return to find the men up to something but none of them will admit to what that is. They all seem to be more drunk than when we left them thirty minutes ago and they are not showing any signs of slowing down their alcohol intake any time soon.
Damian looks like he’s the ring leader of this scenario and it’s making me curious to learn what they’re up to. He approaches me and tells me to sit down, that he has a surprise for me. He pulls the other women along and sits them down with me in the great room. We all look from one to the other and Brooklynn reminds me of her earlier warning, “I warned you once we get drunk the music starts. He’s probably planning on dancing. I just hope he does me proud. I’m the one who taught him how to dance when he was in middle school” she says.
The music comes on, Justin Bieber’s Boyfriend and Damian and the guys start their choreographed routine. Damian is acting the role of the young heartthrob and clearly singing to me. And he was right earlier, he can sing. Not that I’m surprised, I’m sure he can do anything. He fills the role of a heartthrob well, being one in his everyday life. I have to admit this is the best looking collection of men I have ever seen in my life, not just Damian. Tate is wearing a black t-shirt that shows off his strong muscular forearms and his sizeable chest. His black silky hair is long like Damian’s and hangs into his face
too. Also like Damian, his face has two day old stubble on it that gives him his trademark bad boy sexiness. I guess it must be a family trait. Mac is well over six feet tall with quite a set of muscles on him too. He has brown eyes that match his Marine close cut brown hair perfectly. Dominick is younger than Tate and Mac. He’s strong and a very intimidating presence. He is so good looking it hurts to look at him and he knows it, seems like the kind of guy that used it to get any girl he wanted into any position he wanted until Heidi claimed his heart. Jonesie is Mac and Tate’s age and also very sexy. He is as tall, wide and dangerous looking as the others but has blond hair that he wears tight to his head and gray eyes that make you unable to look away. Michael, Brook’s brother and his lover would bring any woman to her knees even knowing that they didn’t stand a chance with either of them.
It strikes me as remarkable; even though these men could be considered every bit as sexy as Damian they have no effect on me at all. I appreciate their looks as any woman would but none of them ignite that fire in me that he does. I compare every man I see now to him and they all come up short and fail in comparison miserably, even these very good looking ones. I can admit their beauty but I only have eyes for Damian. My eyes meet his and I start to melt, I feel my body threatening to slip into its happy place.
As Damian struts towards me I am growing more aware of the effect he has on me, the control he has over me. I think “You are in trouble” for the millionth time but I know there is nothing I can or will do about it. If I’m going to get hurt so be it. There’s nothing I can do to stop the feelings I have for this man.
The guys are all wearing dark black sunglasses and apparently playing the part of Damian’s back up dancers. I’d say it looked like a comedy skit if they weren’t so good. Each of these men can move and the girls and I are all staring in pleasure as we watch them bump and grind their hips.
Damian begins to whisper the lyrics about being my boyfriend to me. He grabs my hand and makes me stand. He starts to slowly move my body with his; he’s behind me with his hands on my hips. His back up dancers keep up with the dance to the delight of the rest of the room. Damian kisses behind my ear and presses against me. I can smell the alcohol on his breathe, it’s sweet and sugary and making him fun and carefree. He plays with my hair between his fingers and kisses me softly on the lips. His hands run over my stomach then he leaves me standing in front of him and his newly formed boy band. Damian and the other guys break into a choreographed dance shaking their heads and shoulders, grabbing their pants where their bulges are and crossing their legs. Damian is able to glide his feet effortlessly across the floor like the teen heartthrob himself and he’s never looked sexier. A man that can dance is an aphrodisiac in the worst way. I’ll have to thank Brook for this later. I want to jump on him, take him to the floor and undress him with my teeth. But he beats me to it and drops to the floor in front of me on one knee as the songs ends.
“I didn’t tell you this earlier this morning like I should have but I love you too, Sydney Cooper. I want to be your boyfriend. I don’t know how to do the typical relationship thing but I want to try with you. Will you be my girlfriend?”
“Day” I laugh, “you may not realize this but we’ve been doing the typical relationship thing for weeks now. But I love that you want it to be official, so yes I will be your girlfriend.”
Everyone starts cheering and teasing us as we hug and kiss each other. Brook and Tate are smiling when they announce, “Dance party” in unison.
We spend the next hour or maybe more drinking and dancing like we were in a dance club. I thought I would be too embarrassed to ever dance in front of Brooklynn Taylor but she’s so sweet and welcoming I feel at ease. By the time the music is turned off I can barely stand I am so drunk. Damian is just as drunk and holding on to me for stabilization.
“You guys can stay and party or go to bed but we’re turning in. The twins will be up in a few hours and we need to get some sleep. Thanks for coming. Let’s do this again next month, we love hanging out with you guys” Brook says as her and Tate leave us in the great room to head off to bed.
Damian leads me by the hand to one of the quest rooms stumbling the whole way.
“I love you” he says again as soon as we get into the room. “I am never going to tire of telling you that. Now come to bed. I want to make love to you. I need to be inside of you, it’s been too long since I felt how warm and wet you get for me.”
His blue eyes are filled with a desire that matches mine. He picks me up and carries me to the bed where he sits me down.
“Day, what are you doing? We can’t do this here, what if someone hears us?”
“Shh..it’s a big house and I don’t give a fuck who hears me making love to you.”
At his gravelly voice I am already slipping, fighting him is not an option. My body already crazes his, needs him right now.
Damian pushes me back gently with his strong hand placed possessively between my breasts then he starts to undress me. He pulls my dress over my head in one motion then unhooks my bar. My nipples peak at the exposure, at his stare, for him, because of him. Instead of asking me to prop up so he can slip my panties off he rips them in half off my body saying, “I hope you didn’t want to wear these again, I’ll buy you new ones.”
Damian spreads open my thighs and sighs when he sees my wet cleft. He licks his lips before he asks, “Are you ready for me again before I even touch you? Fuck, I love that.” Damian looks at me and smiles a devilishly wicked smile before those lips of his find mine. I moan when he nips my lower lip then louder still when his tongue finds mine. “Mmm, sounds as if you like having my tongue on your body, angel. Do you?” he whispers against my ear.
“I…yes.”
“Then you are going to love this” he breaths as he bends down, placing his face between my legs. He gently whispers something over my mound but I can’t quite make it out, the feeling is too exquisite and I can’t concentrate on anything but the sensations as I slip away. It’s all I can think about, the feeling, the emotions, the power exchange and the energy as I spread my legs wider for him.
“Pretty. Good girl, opening for me without me even asking you. That’s it baby, give yourself over to me.”
My back arches and my body leaves the bed at the first feel of his tongue, just the tip on my hard swollen nub. I gasp at the pure pleasure of it. Damian uses his fingers to spread me open before he starts to lick me. He moves his tongue slowly and in long strokes over my sex, dipping his tongue inside me each time his tongue passes my entrance. He laps at my clit as his tongue travels over it then repeats the long slow travel back down to my entrance again and again.
“Day…oh, God”
At my moaning his wet silky tongue moves faster following the same trail, licking its way up and gently sucking on my clit when he finally reaches it. When his fingers find my wetness and plunge inside my body grasps them and the building and tension releases. I come hard and long, unable to muffle my moans of pleasure. But it’s not enough for him; he grasps my ass as I arch off the bed and pulls my mound tighter to his mouth. He continues to lick and suck me, creating a second orgasm to merge from the first. His fingers inside of me, his tongue licking alternating with his gentle sucking all push me over the edge and keep me hanging there suspended in ecstasy. The room is spinning and I am dizzy. I can’t focus, I am nothing but sensations.
“Was that good, angel? Do you care anymore if people hear you cry out?”
“Yes, good. No, don’t care.”
Damian lets out a hardy laugh. “Good then let’s play a little.”
Damian helps me up off the bed and bends me down over it. “Spread you legs apart for me and keep them nice and wide. Put your hands on the bed and stay like that, leaning over.”
He stands close behind me and presses against me with his erection that is still enclosed in his pants. The fact the he is still fully clothed while working my body into a puddle of mush brings me even closer to the brink of
another orgasm.
“Fuck, do you feel how hard I am for you?” he asks. “I’ve been like this all day just watching you. I need to fuck you so bad it hurts. It’s all I’ve thought about all day.”
Damian rubs his hand over my buttocks and I prepare for the slap but instead his fingers enter my wetness. I hear his low husky voice say, “I love your come, it tastes so sweet and watching you slip into subspace as easily as you do for me is enough to make me want to come. It makes my body crazy, my mind weak. I am so in love with you, words have not been made to describe how I feel about you.”
My mind was blank but those precious words make their way in, warming me to the core of my being.
“I want you to come again for me. Will this make you come, angel?” Damian touches my clit in even strokes back and forth.
“Ohh, ahh, yeah.” At my moans he begins to make circles around my clit and asks, “Or like this?”
“Yes, yes, yes…like that…more” I shamelessly beg.
Now two long thick fingers push their way into me and I push back to meet them.
“Greedy little girl” he reprimands with a quick slap of his hand on my ass. He moves his wet finger up the seam of my ass and circles my tight puckered hole and I scream out at the touch. “Good, right? Now hold still, baby. Trust me, I’ve got you.”