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  I rotated back again and stared deep into his azure eyes. “I know,” I said.

  “You know?” he said. “So, where does that leave us?”

  13

  Luke

  I watched Khloe carefully for signs of her response. There was a slight shake to her legs and a few beads of sweat had pooled at her hairline. She was nervous, but the way her pupils flared told me she was also excited. I stood up from my stool and walked over to her. I threaded my fingers into her hair and around until my hand was cupping the back of her head. I leaned in until my lips were perched just in front of hers, and then teasingly passed them by, situating my lips near her ear.

  “I’ve been told I’m barred from touching you because I have a way of fucking things up, and Kent is hellbent on making sure this wedding is perfect for Anna.” I pressed my lips to the soft skin of her cheek and the scent of her honey shampoo burst into my nose. I was at the cliff’s edge about to jump. “But I can keep a secret, if you can.”

  I could feel Khloe trembling in my grip, and if I had my way, it was just the beginning of the way I wanted to shake her. Her hands tentatively gripped my sides. “This may be the worst decision I ever make, but…” I looked down into her chocolate eyes and I knew in that instant that I had her. “Fuck me,” she said, and it was like absolute music to my ears.

  I pulled Khloe back against a difficult to see corner of the bar and pinned her against the wall. I placed my lips on her neck and sucked wildly, loving the taste of her skin as it sunk into my mouth.

  “It’s not just me that wants to fuck you,” I whispered into her ear as I slid my hand down her torso and snaked it up her dress. “All of the guys do.” I threaded my fingers under the fabric of her underwear and started to rub at her heated and already moistening pussy. She gasped into my ear as her body trembled under my touch. I laced the lips of her vagina with my finger, sawing gently against her clit and hole. “I’m gonna fuck you, and then I want to watch my guys fuck you. One of them in this tight pussy, and the other one in your beautiful ass.”

  I nibbled Khloe’s bottom lip and she mewled into my mouth. Her hands shook, gripping onto my shoulders for balance. She didn’t know the trouble she was in. We were still in Act I. I started to increase the pace fingering her, continuing to kiss her peach lips, and breathing in the sound of her moaning into me. In no time at all, she was grinding her own hips against my hand, fucking herself on my fingers. I pulled my hand back when I sensed she was about to cum and she let out a whine of frustration.

  “Not too fast,” I told her. I unbuttoned my pants and then kissed her again, placing a hand on her head. “I want you to suck me now.” I placed pressure on the top of her head, and she gave way, dropping down in front of me.

  With a few quick motions, she had my cock free of my pants and boxers, and I knew I wasn’t working with an ordinary animal. She took my rock hard dick into her hands and stroked it a few times before looking up at me with her beautiful doe eyes, and slipping my leaking shaft into her mouth. Khloe on her knees, with my dick in her mouth and her eyes locked in mine, while the heat of her mouth enveloped me; it was sin that I was experiencing it for free. I kept my gaze on her as she moved her mouth up and down, taking more and more of me in with each bob.

  I brushed my thumb over her cheek. “That feels so good.”

  Khloe winked at me, she actually winked at me, and I felt like I was going to bust right then and there. She was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I had my dick in her mouth, but she was letting me know in no uncertain terms that it was she who was in charge. She slurped around me with fervor, finally dropping her eyes from mine to focus on the task at hand, and I let my head lull backwards and my eyes drift shut. Khloe’s tongue coiled around my cock, strangling it, and attempting to milk it for all it had. The feeling was unlike any I’d ever had before, and the couple of functioning brain cells I had remaining couldn’t wait to share the feeling with my friends.

  I reached down and grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. I threw my mouth against hers, sucking her tongue into my mouth, and humming along with her as we connected. I took her ass into both of my hands and squeezed, and knew that I didn’t want to wait any longer. I wanted her naked and I wanted her now.

  We somehow managed to make it up to my hotel room, though only barely through the door before clothes were flying off and landing on any surface that would hold them. I thought Khloe was sexy completely dressed, but when I got her dress and undergarments free of her body, I let out a shallow whistle. She was like a woman from a porn magazine. Perfect curves, huge, heaving breasts, and the kind of ass some celebrities paid surgeries to have. Her stomach was flat, but she had some thickness to her. There was no thigh gap, and I loved every bit of it.

  “Your fucking body,” I hissed at her. “I know it can handle me.”

  “But can yours handle me?” she retorted and it made my dick twitch with anticipation. “I dare you to try.”

  That wasn’t a dare I needed to receive multiple times. I rolled her over until she was on her knees, and then I laid on my back and slid myself in between those beautiful, thick thighs. Her pussy hung above my face, dripping with excitement, and I was elated for the opportunity to give it everything it was begging for. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it against her hole and then traced the opening up to her clit. I sucked it until it engorged and then flipped it around with the top of my tongue.

  “Ah, fuck,” she moaned.

  I licked back down to her hole, and poked my tongue inside, and sucked, tasting her juices. She was my new favorite liquor. I’d take it on the rocks or straight up, as long as I could have it. I released her pussy and slid further back until her pert mounds were dangling in my face. I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked while using my hand to poke into her entrance and finger her. She wiggled her hips against my hand and let out loud moans that I was sure the people in the next hotel over could hear. I attended myself to each of her nipples, and worked my way through one, two, and eventually three fingers in her tight pussy. I opened her up as much as I could so that she was good and ready to receive my dick. Soon, she threw her head back and her hips started to shudder as she drenched my hand in her ejaculate. She cried out with pleasure as she came all over me.

  She shuddered until she came down off her high, and then she slid herself backwards. “I have to have you,” Khloe begged. “Please fuck me.”

  How could I deny such a wonderful request? I used my hand to position my cock at Khloe’s entrance and then ceded control as she slowly took me in. Even for having fingered her, her pussy suctioned onto my dick, grinding against it with an impossible head. She continued to move further and further until I was completely encapsulated inside of her.

  “Oh my god,” she sang. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

  I slapped her ass hard. “Fuck that pussy is tight.”

  She started to ride me slowly, picking her hips up and dropping them down. The cool air outside her pussy would touch my dick and then she’d take me back into her warmth, sending pleasure rippling across my body. I had her ass clenched in my hands and was reveling in the feeling of her fucking herself on my hard member.

  “You like that dick?” I asked.

  Khloe nodded. “It’s so good.”

  I slapped her ass again. “You like fucking that dick?”

  “Ah!” Khloe yelped in response to the slap. “I love fucking your big dick!”

  Her pace picked up as we spoke dirty to one another, and I realized that Khloe DuBois was a true freak. The different items on the scorecard danced through my head; with her behaving the way she was, we’d have no trouble ticking the boxes there. I held onto her tightly and rolled around, flipping her so that she was under me. I anchored her as far onto her back as she would go, getting her ass up in the air, and then I started to piledrive into her, sending my dick deep into her stomach.

  “Fuck!” Khloe yelled. Her hand whipped up to my head and snatched my hair into a tight f
ist. In any other situation it would have hurt, but it was carnal, and it turned me on. “Fuck me with that dick.”

  “Fucking take it,” I said to her.

  I slammed into her with reckless abandon, filling the room around us with lewd squirts and squelches as our fluids mixed together. Her pussy felt like a vacuum sucking me in, and my legs started to shake.

  “I’m gonna fucking cum in that pussy,” I said.

  “Yeah, fill me up,” she said. “Fill up that fucking pussy.”

  I grunted and groaned and a few moments later, I was emptying into her, my dick searing with heat and oversensitivity as I thrusted myself through my orgasm. When I was done, I dropped down and rested my head against her soft bosom. Her fingers loosened against my hair and rubbed my head gently. My eyelids felt ten tons heavier within a few seconds, and I only just barely managed to pull myself out and roll Khloe back over so that it was she resting on top of me. I opened my mouth to say something to her, but the sound of her rhythmic breathing found me first. Part of me wanted to be proud of the fact that she fell asleep instantly, but I knew I wasn’t far behind her. I reached over to the side table, clicked off the light, and a few seconds later, I was asleep as well.

  14

  Brett

  Morning was the time that I preferred to run. Being in Puerto Rico was nice and all, but I was really lacking on my running regimen, and after a restless night of thinking about Khloe, I decided the best thing I could do for my body was run. I would put in a couple of miles, eat breakfast, and then sleep the rest of the day away until the rehearsal dinner. Hopefully it would be the rest that I needed to get through the rest of the trip with Khloe’s sexy ass walking around everywhere. I slipped out of my room at about 4:00am, left the resort, and helped myself to the trail that ran along the beach. Per the signposts along the way, the path was about a mile from end to end, so I ran down to one end, back down to the other, and then back to my starting point for a nice, two-hour run.

  By the time I was getting back to the resort, the sun was just starting to peek out over the horizon. The dark blue of the night was fading into a serene cyan as the gold aura of the sun set the sea of stars on fire. Soon the sun would be high in the sky and, with any luck, I’d be one of the rare people sleeping it away.

  My stomach growled as I approached the breakfast buffet, and I was glad to see that they had a schedule conducive to early risers. The sweet smell of different fruits mixed with the seasonings of eggs and a variety of meats; I was elated to be able to do some real damage. I walked inside and was surprised to see that there were a few other early birds inside, but none more interesting to me than the thick, brown-haired beauty sitting at a table in the corner, staring into her cup of coffee as though it was going to tell her future. I grabbed a cup of coffee and a plate of eggs and ham and went and joined Khloe at her table.

  “You’re up early,” I greeted.

  Khloe looked up at me and to my extreme pleasure, her cheeks instantly turned a light shade of pink. “I could say the same,” she responded. “Couldn’t sleep?”

  The normal harshness she usually addressed us all with was gone, and she seemed renewed if not a little conflicted. “Just an early riser,” I fibbed. “Went out for a run and now getting some breakfast. You look like you’re trying to solve world hunger over here. You okay?”

  “Um,” Khloe hummed. “I think I made a really big mistake last night.”

  “Oh?” I replied. “Do tell.” Khloe parted her lips to speak, but then clasped them shut without saying a word. “Secrets, secrets, Miss DuBois,” I teased, but she didn’t budge. “Fine,” I said. “Can I guess?”

  She seemed so lost in thought that I decided I would run a little experiment. Perhaps if I could distract her mind enough, she would be candid with me about what I believed her hangup was. I reached across the table, lifted her fork and knife, and cut a piece of the syrup soaked pancake she had sitting untouched on her plate. I poked the fork into the piece and lifted it to her lips. The blush on her cheeks darkened, but she opened her lips and let me slide the piece of pancake inside. I smiled, imagining myself shoving something else in her mouth, but that plan was going to have to wait.

  “Well?” I said.

  Khloe jumped a little. “Oh, sorry. Sure, you can guess.”

  I cut another piece of her pancake and fed it to her with a grin on my face. “Did something go wrong with the wedding?” I asked.

  Khloe shook her head. “No. Not yet anyway.”

  I continued to feed her slowly, stopping every now and again to press my thumb to the corner of her mouth and swipe some syrup away. “Something wrong with Anna?”

  “No, she’s doing great,” Khloe responded.

  Seeing as those were the only other two things I thought it might be, that just left one possibility. “Ah, then that means you finally slept with Luke.” I’d just placed a bit of pancake into Khloe’s mouth and she choked on it with shock as I spoke. I dapped her lips with a napkin and chuckled. “Calm down, no one is surprised. The tension between you two was bound to break at some point. Besides, if anything, we’re relieved.”

  “Relieved?” Khloe said. “Why?”

  “Isn’t it obvious? We’re all into you,” I explained. “We just needed Luke to shoot his shot so that we could get it out in the open.”

  “I don’t understand,” Khloe said. “What the hell are you talking about?”

  “Luke didn’t tell you? He’s been something of an influence on us. Thanks to his lurid desires, we started sharing women some time ago. Obviously you’ve been on our radar ever since you first showed up as the wedding planner. Though I gotta say, Luke’s a straight up idiot for not making a move on you sooner,” I said. Khloe furrowed her brow and folded her hands into her lap, looking even more conflicted than she had before. “What?” I asked.

  “What’s all of your connection to one another?” She asked. “What makes you so close that you would share women?”

  That wasn’t a bad question. It would probably come as a shock to anyone to find out that a bunch of men intentionally shared a woman. “Well, you know Kent, Luke, Mason, David, Christian, and I all play for the Hellraisers. Well, Kent is retired because of his injuries, but that’s how we met him. I know it probably seems like Luke is our ringleader, and in many ways he is, but it was Kent that brought us all together.”

  Khloe’s eyes widened. “Wait… Did Kent share too? Did Anna—?”

  I cut her off before she could finish. “No, no, no. Kent’s way too buttoned up for that shit. He doesn’t even like that we do it. No, he and Anna have always been their own thing.” Khloe relaxed a little and I was glad I didn’t have to shatter her image of her best friend. “So, we all knew each other from the team, and then at one point Kent ran into some real financial trouble and met Bram. He saved his life. Got him out of debt, helped him build his savings, and even helped him avoid jail for tax evasion, but you didn’t hear that from me, and Anna can never know.”

  Khloe shook her head. “Of course.”

  “Then a little later on, Kent got injured,” I continued.

  “He can’t win,” she said.

  I laughed. “For real. He ended up getting a concussion and that’s how he met Cody. He was his trauma surgeon. He took a nasty helmet-to-helmet. He brought Cody to a game as thanks and then we all went for a beer afterwards. I was surprised he was so cool. We ended up really bonding with him and Bram. Before too long, it was like we were brothers. Luke cajoled some of us into sharing a woman and that’s how we realized that with our busy lives, keeping women happy individually was a bit difficult, but if we all focused on one, it’d be good. We’ve had several ‘trial runs,’ but we still haven’t found the one. Or shall I say, we hadn’t…” Khloe stared at me intently. I could tell she was deep in thought about what I just told her, and processing the role she played in all of it. She took a sip of her coffee and stared off into space for a while. Finally I poked her gently with the fork and brought he
r attention back to me. “So, are you going to run now knowing the truth?”

  To my shock and awe, Khloe shook her head. “No, I just have a lot to think about now, don’t I?”

  I bobbed my head. “I suppose so.” I leaned over the table and kissed her gently on the cheek. “Don’t think about it too hard, though. We wouldn’t dream of pressuring you into that lifestyle.”

  I stood up from the table, offered Khloe a light bow, and then started off back towards my room. She did have a lot to think about, and I decided to leave her to it, not just because I didn’t want her to feel pressured, but because just thinking about getting to fuck her had my dick hardening at a rapid pace.

  15

  Khloe

  I was a ghost wandering the halls as I made my way back to my room. I couldn’t believe what Brett had told me, and how it all locked into place with what Luke was saying during foreplay the night before. They really did share women and all of them got off on watching the woman they were seeing get fucked by other men. My body boiled as I thought of myself being tossed and turned by multiple groomsmen at once. I could only imagine it would be the best sex I’d ever had, an honor currently held by Luke for his recent show. The guys were sexy, that was something I hadn’t denied once since I met them, and after Luke’s heartfelt apology, and Brett’s sweet catering to me and feeding me during breakfast, I was beginning to think there was a different side to all of them that had stayed just outside of my field of view.

  I inserted my card key into the slot on the door and heard the sound of it click just before I was assaulted by the sounds of sniffling and springs creaking. I was in a room all by myself, so I had no idea who could be making the noises from inside. I rushed in and as I rounded the corner to the bedroom, I saw Anna there, jumping up and down on the bed, bawling her eyes out.