Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
What could be better? I think I have to pinch myself to know that this is real.
I have little time to sink into the satisfaction of it all because Adam is dragging me towards the house. He's taking me inside, past the movers, past the decorators, and everyone in between. The house is rather busy, but I know the ravenous look in his eyes and what it must mean.
All the guys look focused on me, and that only means one thing: time to play.
"You guys, we can't do it here with all the people in the house. Don't you think someone will notice?" I attempt to protest.
"That is none of your concern," Chase says. "Besides, I can have them out of here in a second if it would make you more comfortable."
Chase, ever the authoritarian. I should've known he'd do anything to set me at ease.
"No, that won't be necessary. Just as long as they don't hear us," I say.
"Good," Cameron says as he escorts me by the small of my back up the stairs to the sex room.
Heat is already starting to radiate throughout my body as I anticipate what's about to come. The sex room is quite different from the bedroom, or any other place that we've done it. It can only mean one thing: unequivocal passion.
Chase takes his key and opens the door, and we all walk in. It's broad daylight outside, and yet in here, everything is shadowed in secrecy. It's all blacks and reds and deep colors.
The intention is to seduce, and it definitely does that. Every time I walk in here, I feel a tightness of nerves build in my stomach.
Maybe it's the low lighting or maybe it's because as I look around the room I see all manner of toys—everything from leather whips and chains, to rope, cuffs, silver bracelets, black candles, and anything else you can imagine.
"I'm nervous, you guys," I say honestly. "Every time I walk in here, I know something major is about to happen. I don't know if I'm ready for it."
Cameron comes over to me and gently massages my shoulders.
He whispers in my ear, "It's okay, Nicole, just remember to let go. The more you trust us, the easier it'll be."
The feeling of his hands on my body does make me relax a little bit more…but it also comes with an anxious kind of excitement.
"Now," Cameron says. "I want to see you strip out of that outfit ever so slowly."
He loves to watch me, they all do, but Cameron has a special fetish for it.
Chase puts on some music that drowns out any noise we might make, so that the movers don't get suspicious. It also gets me in the mood to do a little strip show for the guys. It's the least I can do considering my past as a frustrated dancer.
I try to be confident, even though butterflies are basically exploding out of my body. The guys take a seat at varying positions around the room.
I start to swing and sway my hips. I move them in a circle, and I pull my clothes off one tantalizing piece at a time. The only thing this room is missing is a stripper pole, and I'm sure with one request, I can have it put in within a day.
I spread my legs and bend down to the floor, giving them an adequate view of my perfectly toned ass. Then one by one, I approach each of them for a lap dance.
I start with Cameron, since he's the one that requested this. I straddle him, and he’s twisting and playing with my nipples. He gets me so turned on, but I continue to grind on his lap to match my rhythms to that of the music.
I lure him in until I feel his hard cock beneath me. It's straining against the confines of his pants.
I drop down to my knees, unzip his pants, and reveal that giant cock. It's so big, and I'll never get used to seeing it. It's like the best treasure I've ever found.
I start to lick the shaft up and down and all around. I circle the tip with my mouth before deep-throating it as far down as I can take it. The whole thing never fits in my mouth, but I always try.
The other guys are watching me as I go down on Cameron. Cameron's moaning and sighing, and I know he's enjoying it. I cup his balls with one hand and use my other to circle his cock. It's nice and slippery enough for me to suck it down, but then I leave him hanging.
They may be in charge, but when the music's on, I'm the one that knows what I'm doing.
I move over to Adam, who's waiting patiently and with hungry eyes. I climb onto his lap and I press my tits against his face. He gladly kisses and sucks my breasts.