“Oh my,” was all I could mutter as my broad eyes strained at his grandiose appearance.
He was wearing a violet coat trimmed in white fur with a matching violet royal crown. The crown was trimmed in gold with ruby’s, emeralds, and sapphire gems all glistening around it. The coat had shoulder epaulets made out of spherical gumball machines. His shirt and pants were matching gold-flaked velvet accented with purple lines, and he was adorned with a large gummy bear necklace and gumdrop rings that shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow. Big red shoes that were trimmed in gold and topped off with tiny cupcakes and jellybeans rounded out his costume. He stood there grinning at me. He was so proud.
My eyes darted left and right as I looked for somewhere to slink away to because he was really freaking me out.
“I’m just going to go get a drink,” I motioned as I backed away. He was still grinning at me when I turned and made my way to the bar.
Kim had two shots of Jameson and a glass of merlot waiting for me when she leaned into me and whispered that he was freaking everybody out in that costume. You gotta wonder about a man like that.
Wren continued greeting people as they arrived, busying himself with decorating women’s nipples with red gum drops and coating them with sugar when they weren’t too freaked out by his appearance.
Guests were arriving slowly and because Thanksgiving was next week, the crowd was larger than it had been in weeks. Hopefully, Avery’s security force would prevent any more press leaks. As always, it was daunting getting into this place with all the security checkpoints on the main level.
My eyes perked up when I saw Ethan, over at a table near the Candy Cane Forest, roll a candy cane striped condom over his penis, then Jenna went to work on licking him into a frenzy.
It kind of made me jealous and I thought about joining them but decided to give them some alone time while I walked along the candy path. I could use a few minutes of alone time myself. The condoms for tonight were sweet mint flavored and bowls of them were laid out on the candied tables along with gummy bear vibrators. The vibrators came in different sizes but most of them were huge, probably for the bigger gals.
As I walked down the path, I detoured into the lollipop woods, and there was Princess Lolly, who had a blond haired guy, who looked about twenty-three or twenty-four, strapped to a table made of peanut brittle as she sucked his sac and slid her middle finger into his rear. The guy’s eyes rolled back in his head and I smiled to myself watching her technique. I think I might try that on Dorian later.
I turned and moved further down the walkway, and made my way through gumdrop pass and into the molasses swamp, where smaller fountains made of milk and dark chocolate surrounded a large hot tub of molasses. Several housegirls were dipping strawberries into the chocolate fountains and feeding their guests.
Whipped cream oozed from a nearby eight-foot high volcano and the smell was intoxicating.
When I finished walking the path, I made my way back up to the bar and had a seat on one of the candy cane stools that were at its side.
The terror twins were busy serving other guests but Kim made her way to me with another glass of wine to replace the one I had finished. I sat and stared into my drink as I waited for Sara, Sienna, or any of my other friends to arrive so I would have someone to talk to.
Ethan and Jenna were busy. They had taken their adventure to one of the more private beds up on the Gumdrop Mountain.
“This seat taken?” Wren asked. His sexy smile was cock-blocked by that outrageous costume he wore. But even so, I smiled kindly at him.
“It’s all yours.” I was actually glad for the company.
Kim was busy putting away some cases of beer and I wasn’t sure where everyone else was. I downed my glass of wine and turned to face him.
“Where’s Elmer the glue shooter?” Wren asked.
“Who?” I answered in surprise.
“Dorian,” he replied.
“Flying here as we speak,” I said flatly. “Did you just come to give me a hard time?” I asked.
“No, but I do feel like there’s something off about him. I’m not sure what it is. I just don’t want to see you get hurt.”
“I’m okay,” I replied.
“Yea, you normally are.” Wren’s eyes shifted over me then he reached over the bar and lifted a glass from the counter and began filling his cup with a draft Candy-Cane Ale. When it was full, he slid it over towards me then poured another.
I giggled, and my eyes scanned the bar, hoping he wouldn’t get caught. Then I laughed at myself because my drinks were free anyway. How was this any different?
“Here’s to fantasies coming true,” Wren toasted.
I clinked glasses with him and we both took a big gulp. Wren looked so happy. I grinned at the cherry froth above his lip and reached up and wiped it away. This place was good for him.
“What’s new with you?” I asked.
“Woman trouble. Nothing I want to talk about right now.” I nodded and we sat in comfortable silence drinking our Candy-Cane Ale.
“Have you seen Avery tonight?” I asked just to keep the conversation light.
“He should be here any minute,” he said as he downed the rest of his draft and stood up. “I’ll see ya. I gotta get back to greeting all the lovely ladies. Say, you wouldn’t want some sugar on your nipples would you?” I let my glare answer him.
“Okay…alright. No need to stab me in the head with those cat-like laser eyes of yours.” He flashed a huge grin at me and slinked off towards the door. I was sure he’d have plenty of nipples to sugar up before the night was over.
I continued to sip on my Ale as I people-watched. There were so many different costumes.
“I didn’t think you’d be here alone on Dorian time?” My head snapped around to see Avery standing broadly looking down at me with the saddest puppy dog eyes.
“He’ll be here within the hour,” I said as I withdrew my eyes from him and aimed them down into my draft.
“Come on, let’s go for a walk,” he said as he held his hand out for mine. I reached out and my hand slid into his as softly as into a lambskin glove. I stood up and let Avery lead me out onto the rainbow colored pathway.
Avery led me past the Peppermint Forest and by the Lollipop Woods into the grove of Gingerbread Plum trees that lie on the other side of Gumdrop Mountain.
We walked carefully through the plum orchid until we came into a small clearing where a couch and loveseat flanked a small peppermint coffee table. Leaning against the table, was a very expensive acoustic guitar. This little nook made a lovely nested sitting area.
Avery led me to the couch, sat down, and pulled me gently lower next to him. He wrapped his arms around me and held me quietly for a few minutes. Neither one of us said a word.
I relaxed against his chest and breathed into Avery. I had a bad week with school and this was what I needed to recharge my batteries. I looked up to Avery.
“How can I ever repay you for everything you’ve given me this year?” I asked. His eyes met mine and I could see his frosty distance fade into a heated affection.
“I have a few ideas,” he said, moving his lips lower into mine. Yes, a distraction is exactly what I need.
Avery skimmed his fingers over the outside of my lilac dress and my nipples perked to life. His other hand caressed my chin as he ground his lips against mine.
One kiss was all I needed to help me push my errant thoughts away. I slid my hand lower and reached for the button of his dress pants, and with one hand, they were undone. Then, I rubbed my fingers inside the rim of his boxers. I felt him quiver and I heard his deep moan when I slipped my fingers inside and wrapped around his warmth. He was growing harder by the second.
“God, I’ve missed you,” he breathed. Avery slipped his hand underneath my dress, moving it persistently higher until slowly it parted my legs and slid into my panties. He then pushed inside of me. I was already wet with anticipation and mewed like a kitten through close
d eyes.
I ground against his hand, enjoying the feel of him teasing me while basking in the sensation of his firm steel in my hand. When I finally reopened my eyes, the heat in Avery’s told me all I needed to know. Foreplay was over.
He flipped me over the arm of the couch, onto my front, pushed my dress up over my back, and pulled my panties down my legs.
He removed them from one ankle but not the other, leaving their silken form dangling around my right heel. He stood and quickly stripped his designer clothes off.
I squirmed in need, as he freed his arousal, showing his greatness. Avery wore his panty-melting smile as he climbed behind me on the soft couch.
In the soft shadows of the great Gumdrop Mountain and flanked by the Gingerbread Plum trees, Avery looked like a seductive angel.
He thrust into me and my world spun like a cyclone. I was so filled with emotion that the connection we forged rocketed me over the edge, and I felt a tear leak out from my eye as my orgasm hit me. I was still so in love with him even though we hadn’t seen much of each other in weeks. He was my rock.
Avery and I did what we do best, got lost in each other. Every thrust together spun us deeper into the abyss. Every sensation made our escape. We were making love, Avery and me. It was emotional between us. Only us. No one could ever take that away. No one.
I could tell by the way Avery’s breathing changed, and by him hardening further inside of me, that he was nearing his own explosion. My second orgasm was rapidly approaching. With a slight tilt of his pelvis into mine, my vision blurred, and white stars burst into a rainbow kaleidoscope within my eyes. Sex with Avery was addicting. I could never get enough.
Avery grunted, thrust twice more into me, and I felt his warmth spill inside me. In that moment, I had all of Avery. I knew his body better than I knew my own. I couldn’t look at it enough. I couldn’t touch it enough. I had him memorized, every inch of him. In this fleeting moment, he was all mine, and I was his.
Avery eased out of me, kissed me on the back of my neck, and then turned me to his chest while we waited for our breathing to slow.
I savored these small moments with him. I never wanted to take our love for granted. He was it for me, despite Dorian’s distraction. I wanted to memorize every detail of his face, and always remember how I felt on this day at this moment. My heart swelled as I let happiness consume me.
“This is what Heaven’s like,” Avery breathed as he took my hand and laid it across his heart. We held each other’s gaze for a few minutes then Avery shifted away from me and leaned toward the peppermint coffee table. He wrapped his hand around the neck of his acoustic guitar and brought it towards us. I smiled up at him. He crossed his legs then positioned the guitar over his lap.
I leaned against the back of the couch and pulled a peppermint-striped blanket around me that had been folded over the back, while he strummed and tuned his guitar. When he was satisfied, he looked up at me.
“Ready?” he asked. I bit my lip and nodded, and then he turned his focus to the strings that danced beneath his fingers. His eyes were magical and he sang…
She’s in a red dress making me a mess, throwing her hair back shooting that Jameson.
All night, she’s so right…now. She likes the top down, in a small town.
Wading barefoot in ripped up lucky jeans. So nice, in the moonlight…now.
She’s got everything that I want.
I could spend all my days with her and not get enough…
Lyrical confessions cascaded from him pouring with the passion that Avery felt for me. In the chorus, he sang simply:
I guess this is what Heaven’s like…
His voice was so strong…so seductive as he continued.
She’s a butterfly by the riverside.
Country girl, sipping that apple pie moonshine, all night long,
She’s a northern girl with a southern drawl.
She likes to rock and makes loves to Tim McGraw,
She’s so right; she’s my favorite song.
She’s got everything that I want.
I could spend all my days with her,
And not get enough…I guess this is what Heaven’s like.
His eyes melted into mine as he strummed the last of the melody and then flashed the sweetest smile I’d ever seen.
I found my lower lip quivering a bit, as I thought about the night of my birthday, and how he sang a song to me at the campfire back at Camp Jameson. I didn’t understand it until now. He really cared about me. Somehow, I was able to thaw his frozen heart. He let me in.
I let the lyrics wrap around my heart and fill me with his essence.
Avery leaned in and wiped away one of the tears from my cheek and his forehead wrinkled in confusion.
“Why are you tearing up?” he asked.
“Because, I’m so in love with you,” I enthused.
“So, they’re happy tears then?” he asked. He bent over and leaned the guitar against the end of the sofa, then rolled back onto the bed and held out his arms. I lifted the sheet and straddled his lap.
“They are very happy tears,” my voice shook as his eyes took me in.
“You are so beautiful, Aria,” he said, wrapping his arms tighter around me. It was always so good to hear him say my name and tell me that I’m beautiful. My insides warmed every time he did.
I could feel the beat of his heart against my chest. Sharing this moment with Avery was exquisite. It was a perfect point in time that no one would ever be able to take from me, and one that I would never forget. No matter how precarious this day might have started, what mattered was that it led me here, to this moment. I didn’t care what came next.
Just then, Dorian stepped out from the Gingerbread Grove, clapping as if he was at the British Open.
I cringed when I realized he had heard everything, Avery’s song, and even my orgasm. Oh God.
“Bravo, Avery that song was beautiful. I’m so glad that you two were able to share a special moment together,” Dorian said sarcastically.
I stiffened as Avery kissed my forehead and held me tighter. He didn’t want to let me go.
“But really… as great as that song was, I’m not much for sharing, especially on a night where I am the contracted guest of honor.” Dorian eyes showed disappointment when they looked at me.
“Come with me, Aria,” he said, holding his hand out for me to take. Dorian stood in front of me, smiling like a kid in a candy store, and I was his candy. I stood up, lowered my dress, and reached down to slip my panties back on.
“Leave them. They’re soiled,” he said.
I straightened my stance, reached out, and took Dorian’s hand. My eyes lowered once again to the ground as he walked me back into the Plum Tree Forest. I stole a quick glance over at Avery as we entered the grove of trees, but he didn’t look up. He sat there stone-faced, sullen, and devoid of emotion. It broke my heart.
Dorian walked me out of the Plum Tree Grove and straight into the Lollipop Woods. Once we were safely out of sight, he pushed me up against a lollipop tree and knelt before me.
“Spread your legs, Aria. I want to see that beautiful pussy.” I obliged and felt my heart rate increase when he moved in between my legs.
“Arms over your head,” he commanded. Dorian seemed to slip into a role that I wasn’t quite familiar with yet. He was in total command of me. I arched my back, giving him what I thought he wanted. I didn’t even know how to describe it in words, just more of me.
“Mmmm.” He moved his head closer to my pussy and quickly darted his tongue outward. I sharply inhaled. “I would say that you like that. Don’t you, Aria?” I moaned not wanting to give in to my need. “Answer me, little dove,” he replied.
“Yes, Dorian,” I said, breathless from his command over my body. His eyes studied me like he was taking me in for the first time.
“Aria, I’m selfish and I don’t like to share. What you did tonight was unfortunate for us both. I am going to show you how I handle suc
h disloyalty to me. Are you prepared?”
The thought of Dorian’s punishment both intrigued me and terrified me at the same time.
“I don’t know,” I replied.
“Either way, I’m going to enjoy every single minute of it. That’s a promise,” he said. Dorian moved into me nice and slow and I watched his eyes close and his breath take. His jaw clenched and he drew in a slow, deep breath then his eyes opened dark with desire. “I can’t get enough of you.”
Dorian leaned in and brandished his tongue against my wetness. He took control of my body as his mouth devoured me. He pushed me nearer to the edge and brought me back again, keeping me teetering on the abyss of my untouched orgasm and every time that I was close he’d slow his tongue down and then push it back into me a little further.
I was trembling inside when he picked up his pace and I could feel him stiffen it against my clit. I was close.
“Cum for me,” he hissed through his teeth and then quickened his oral acrobatics. I was spiraling and exploding all over him. Being with both men back to back was intoxicating.
My cry for release became an intense rush pulsing through me. I knew there was no logical reason that I would want or need a man like Dorian. My whole heart belonged to Avery. So why did I want to suddenly want to share it?
Dorian leaned away from my body as his chest heaved and he tried to catch his breath. His face was covered in a mixture of Avery’s love juice and mine. Dorian was savoring my sweetness. I tried so hard to sever the connection that we created between us. But the truth was, there was something there. And neither one of us could deny it. My feelings were confusing and messing with my head.
He wiped his mouth with his hand. “You were a bad housegirl tonight. Go back up to your room for the rest of the party. I will decide later what your punishment will be, but I think I have something in mind.” Then he stood and disappeared into the Lollipop Woods.
I took the Gumdrop Pass that led behind Gumdrop Mountain and exited out into the hallway. I didn’t realize it until now, but the good girl in me was fighting with the bad, I fought nervously with my thoughts as I passed two security agents near the second floor elevators.
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