"Caught in the Middle" - читать интересную книгу автора (Holt Desiree, Ladd Ashley, Dare Kim, Aidan Nadia, Smith Crissy, Illyvich Sascha)

Chapter Three

Char scowled and cursed herself for being so foolish and greedy that she might have ruined her second chance with Dexter. Could Dr. Hunky have worse timing?

Well, ten minutes earlier would have been even shoddier, but either way, he threatened her new-found chance at happiness. Helplessly, she stared at Dexter’s rigid back as he stood facing away from her and glowering at the door as if he had killer x-ray vision.

Suddenly feeling bashful, she wrapped the sheet around herself as best she could, but the blanket didn’t want to untangle and so she had a fight on her hands. “I-I’ll get rid of him. I didn’t really want Ben. I just wanted to make you jealous.”

Dexter half turned and tilted his head at her as she pulled the sheet from the blanket’s maw. “Oh, really? Why bother to buy me at all? What were you thinking, Charity?”

She groaned. It wasn’t a good sign when he called her by her full name. Nor was the tic by the side of his right eye. It also wasn’t a good omen that he tapped his foot or crossed his arms so tightly over his chest.

She sidled up to his back and laid her head on his shoulder willing him to forgive her. “I told you. I wanted to make you jealous, to get your attention.”

“To pay me back for my supposed indiscretions?”

Mournfully, she nodded and bit her lip. “That, too. I’m so sorry. I’d take it back if I could.”

Ben hammered on the door so loudly he surely woke the rest of the hotel. “Charity Reynolds, are you in there? Is this the right room?”

Still naked, Dexter marched to the door, his feet leaving indentations in the deep pile carpet. “Damn. Doesn’t the upstart ever go away? Can’t he take a hint?”

As dangerous as she knew it was, she couldn’t help but crack a grin. Dexter was too darn cute for his own good.

With a growl, he rounded on her, his flaccid penis bouncing against his powerful, hairy thighs. “What are you laughing at? What’s so funny?”

Her gaze devoured his cock, willing it back to life, and she longed to taste it once more. On fire again, her pussy starved for his cock, she wrapped her arms around him. “You. You’re so extremely adorable when you’re jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Are, too.”

He heaved a big sigh. “Okay, so I am a little bit.”

She cocked her head to the side and willed him to tell the truth. “Only a little bit?”

“Are you okay in there?” Ben asked with a tinge of alarm in his voice. “I’m going to get housekeeping to let me in to make sure you’re okay.”

She tapped the sexy cleft in Dexter’s chin. “We have to let him in unless you want half the hotel staff in here.”

“Then can I kill him?”

“He isn’t that bad. What’s so terrible about him that you can’t stand him?”

Dexter spread his feet into a parade-rest position and looked down at her with an inscrutable expression. “For one, he’s here with the expectation of having his wicked way with my woman.”

My woman…

She loved the sound of that but wondered just how far he was willing to take it. Unfortunately, she was afraid to ask since this was all still so sensitive.

She reached out and opened the door to Ben. Vaguely she realised she wasn’t dressed to answer the door, but she’d drunk too much wine to care. “Entrez-vous, Monsieur.”

Something rumbled in Dexter’s chest which she chose to believe was hunger since they’d worked up quite a sweat. She herself had a raging appetite and that lobster called to her. “Join us for dinner. I spared no expense for your pleasure, gentlemen.”

Ben sniffed appreciatively even as he looked askance at Dexter. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.”

Dexter’s gaze stayed glued to Ben. “You did.”

Ben looked to her as she shut the door with a hushed click and then locked it. “Do you want me to leave? The limo took off, but I can call for a cab.”

Char didn’t feel right dragging the man across town, ruining his night, and sending him home without even a bite to eat. “Nonsense! There’s a feast here. Dig in.”

Dexter looked at her with a possessiveness that thrilled her. “Cover yourself, woman.”

“You don’t have to dress for my sake.” Ben tilted back his head and popped a chocolate-covered strawberry in his mouth. His eyes closed in ecstasy, and he moaned. “This is so decadent. I’m in heaven.”

Dexter grumbled under his breath, marched across the room to where his slacks lay, and tugged them on. Then he looked around for his shirt and let it hang open since most of the buttons were scattered across the floor.

Char found a wrap, threw it on then belted it around her waist. “Better?”

Dexter only looked slightly mollified and pulled her to his side.

When he bristled against her, she hoped he wasn’t always so prickly. But then, she’d acted upon her jealousy, too, and so she tossed off her reservations. Wanting to lighten the mood before Armageddon set in, she removed the lids from the entrees and passed out the china. She put a lobster, a slice of steak, and some of the rice on her plate. Then she speared a couple of the asparagus with her fork. “Please enjoy. There’s plenty, and we can always order more.”

Ben eyed the sumptuous array of food. He loaded his dish with a bit of everything. “This could feed the hospital staff for a day.”

Dexter picked at the food but gulped down several big swallows of the wine. Then he passed the wine bottle to her and when she’d had her fill, she shared it with Ben. Within a few minutes, all three of them were laughing as if they were bosom buddies.

Warmed and feeling easier, she leaned over and kissed Dexter full on his lips. Then she rested her head in his lap while he fed her strawberries.

“You two look pretty cosy.” Ben leaned back on a few pillows he’d tossed on the floor, and he fluttered his toes inside his socks. “What gives? Are you a couple again?”

Surprised, Char gaped at him as Dexter smoothed her hair away from her flushed cheeks. “You knew we were a couple?”

“Who didn’t? What I don’t understand, though, is why you bought me, too. There’s been a lot of speculation around the hospital this week.”

Char swallowed the wrong way and started to choke. She coughed so hard she couldn’t breathe.

Dexter turned her over and thumped her on the back. When the hacking subsided, he sat her up and passed a bottled water. “Drink. Doctor’s orders.”

As if pained, Dexter rubbed his forehead. “It never fails. The rumour mill is alive and well. Why don’t they get their own lives and stop putting their noses in ours? Do none of them have sex?”

Ben spluttered his wine then cracked a grin. “You can’t blame them. Char did buy both of us. You gotta wonder what that’s all about.” He leaned closer with a twinkle in his eyes. “What is it all about? Did you want to do the naughty with both of us? I’m game if you are.”

Her pussy quivered, and she shivered. She loved Dexter with all her heart, but she couldn’t forget her fantasy about being fucked without mercy by two handsome guys at the same time. But she was scared of what Dexter would think and do so she peeked at him through her lashes. She wouldn’t do anything to lose him again even if it meant her fantasy would never materialise. After all, she didn’t love Ben. It would only be sex, hot and wild, pure and simple.

Dexter remained silent for so long, she was afraid he’d petrified into stone or that he was going to stomp out and never talk to her again. When he finally asked, “Is that what you want, Charity? Would you like a wild night of sex and debauchery?”

Her heart flipped over, and she almost came. But she sensed a trap. Did he really mean it? Or was he testing her?

Before she could formulate a reply, he opened her wrap and massaged her breast so that Ben could watch. Then he looked deeply into her eyes. “I’m okay with it, if you are. As long as he wears a condom and as long as you honestly want this.”

God, she was so horny, she was about to drag both their cocks out of their pants and spread her legs so she nodded. “Have mercy. You’re making me so hot I’m going to go up in flames. But I only want to do this as long as you know I love you with all my heart and it’s only purely physical with him. I don’t want to ruin things between us. Not ever.”

Dexter cracked a grin that stole her breath. Whether it was due to the alcohol or her words, she wasn’t sure, but it was breathtaking. “I want to make you happy. Every woman deserves one night of wild sex in her life. You might as well get it out of your system now because soon, you’ll be all mine. Got it?”

Joy flooded her, and she threw her arms around him and plundered his mouth. She squirmed uncontrollably and against his lips. “Oh yes. Yes, yes, and yes! And you’ll be all mine.”

When she twisted around to make sure it was okay with Ben, his pants were off and he was fondling his swollen cock. Although it wasn’t as long as Dexter’s, it was almost as thick, and it was super hard.

In lust, she gulped and blinked. Hardly able to speak around the clog in her throat, she finally said, “I’ve always fantasised about having two cocks in me at once. Do you think we could try that?”

“Is that the ultimate woman’s fantasy?” Dexter asked as if amused. He was much mellower with the liquor in him, and he favoured her with a loving, indulgent smile. “Would you like for both of us to lick you all over? To suckle your breasts? You did buy us so tell us what you want.”

Ben threw off the rest of his clothes and walked over to them as he licked chocolate off his lips. He eyed her naked breast. “You have very suckable, kissable breasts. Do you mind if I taste?”

Overcome with desire, she nodded and unbelted her wrap and let it sag to the floor. She removed her nightie, and she was completely nude and vulnerable. Feeling dramatic and more than a little bit mischievous, she threw her arms wide and spread her legs wider. “Take me. Have your wicked way with me. I’m all yours.”

Then she squinted up at Dexter. “Aren’t you going to get naked again? Please! I love to look at your big cock.”

Dex stripped, but instead of immediately joining her, he grabbed the chocolate syrup and drizzled it over her breasts. Then he lowered himself to the floor by her side. His throbbing cock grazed her leg then teased her stomach. Around her breast, he murmured, “Anything for my baby. Does this make you happy?”

Emotions rioted deep inside and flew to her extremities. She was one huge squirming mass, a conduit of pleasure. And the chocolate felt so very decadent. “Oh yeah.”

When Ben latched onto her other breast with very eager, erotic lips and rubbed his cock along her side, the earth quaked. She’d never really thought this would happen, that the men would make love to her together, so she felt as if she was in a dream. God, she was such a slut, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She wondered how many women actually lived out their fantasies. How many had men as wonderful as Dex who loved them so much they wanted to see them happy?

Again she thanked God for Dexter and vowed to be the best lover he could ever have, even if it meant repaying the favour and letting him have two women in his bed at once. She’d do anything for him. Her devotion knew no bounds.

“Is this your first time in a ménage?” She didn’t ask either man in particular nor did she hold her breath so she was surprised when both chuckled and confessed, “No.”

Any trace of guilt she’d felt fled. “Male-male-female? Or male-female-female?” Curious minds wanted to know, especially about Dexter. There was so very much she yearned to know about him. She wanted to know everything, to be one with him.

Again, the men replied together. “Both.”

Ben went further. “We work for a very cosmopolitan hospital in a very contemporary city.”

Feeling like a good girl losing her virginity for the first time, she did a double take. “Am I the only one who’s only had vanilla sex? Is everybody into ménages?”

Dexter licked and nibbled his way down to her pussy and buried his face in it. Against her clit, he murmured, “Not everyone and not all the time, but most of us have sowed our wild oats. In my case, it was a very, very long time ago, when I was just an intern.”

When Dexter’s tongue slipped inside and his thumb massaged her clit, molten hot desire slammed into her and she thrust her pussy deeper against his face. She wound her fingers through his silky hair and gave herself up to the exquisite pleasure. Breathless, she asked, “Is that why you’re allowing me my turn?”

Dexter’s voice drifted to her, muffled. “This way you know and won’t always wonder what it’s like.”

“What if I get addicted?”

Dexter growled and lifted his head. His eyes were groggy and glazed with passion. “We’ll work it out if it comes to that. Agreed?”

Shocked, she blinked but was happy that they were able to talk things out, whatever they were. “Agreed.”

“You two talk too much. I’m ready to do some serious fucking.” Ben moved up to her lips and drank deeply. When he pulled back, he gazed deeply into her eyes. “Are you ready to be fucked good and hard? To realise your fantasy? To get what you paid for?”

“First you have to wear a condom.” That’s when she remembered that Dexter hadn’t worn one when they’d made love earlier. She gasped and checked her mental calendar. This was the time of month she was ripe and ovulating. What if…

It was too late to think about that now, but she quivered all over. What if Dexter’s baby was already incubating inside her? What if her tummy soon started to swell and his child began to flutter around inside? People would know they’d made love tonight. Did she care? Hell no! She’d be proud and thrilled to carry Dexter’s child.

Ben rolled on one of the condoms she plucked off the table and handed to him and then stood on his knees over her. “Get ready for the best fuck of your life, babe.”

Shivering without the men’s body heat, she squirmed with impatience.

Dexter lay on the floor and crooked his finger at her. He grabbed his cock and wagged it at her, too, amusing her. “Uh uh. Don’t listen to his hype. The best fuck of your life is right here. Climb aboard.”

Her pussy clenched and unclenched so ready to be fucked, to be one with him, she straddled him and slid down his cock. She leaned over him so that her tits grazed his hairy chest and sent tingles all the way to her fingertips. “Like this, Dr. Graham?”

“Whoa! Not so fast you two. Wait for me.” Ben sidled up behind her and rubbed his cock along the crack of her butt even as she rode Dexter’s big, hot dick. “Slow down a minute and let me climb aboard.”

Char felt so good already it was almost impossible to stop pumping Dexter’s cock, but she squeezed it and pushed her hands on the floor to hold her weight off her lover.

First, Ben worked his finger inside her ass, then two. Gently and slowly, he stretched and prepared her. “How’s that? Are you ready for more?”

She was ready to come, that’s what. Still, she wondered if two huge cocks would fit inside, if they would feel each other, if it would be like they were all three fucking each other. “Ooh, yeah. Give it to me. I can’t wait to feel both of you inside me. Ravage me.”

Dexter’s hands massaged her breasts and squeezed. “God, you’re gorgeous, baby. You’re glowing. You’re made to be loved. I’ll have to fuck you all the time.”

Ben replaced his finger with his cock, pushing it slowly in. His fingers bit into her thighs as he steadied himself and drove in further.

The two cocks rollicked inside her, impossibly stretching her, giving her such pleasure she couldn’t help but moan and scream. She could barely think a coherent thought except, “Yeah, fuck me all the time. All day. All night.”

“You’ve got it, babe.” Dexter’s hips thumped the floor, and he ground into her so hard, she knew he was about to climax so she milked his cock, wishing his seed would shoot deep into her womb, to seep down her legs and coat her with their musky love.

“You’re so tight, Char.” Ben’s fingers dug into her hips as he drove his cock into her without mercy. “God, this is the best sex I’ve had in ages. Are you two sure we can’t do this again?”

Char gazed deeply into Dexter’s eyes, letting it be his decision as she bucked on his wild cock.

Perspiration trickling down his face and his body, Dexter panted. His hands moulded around her waist and one drifted to her clit where he caught it between his fingers and gave it a little tweak, driving her insane. “I don’t know…”

“But it’ll be good to change things up so we won’t get bored.” Speaking of staying off boredom, she remembered her BDSM equipment in the next room.

“Does that mean I get to fuck her pussy next?” Ben gave one last, wild shove into her and exploded. His body quivered for a long time and he fell on top of her.

With Ben’s weight, she was sandwiched between her two lovers. Their cocks still squirmed inside her, their heat infused her. When Dex kissed her, she parted her lips and curled her arms around her man, never wanting to let go.

Ben finally climbed off her and her lungs filled back up with air. But she didn’t want to release Dex. She was exactly where she belonged, in his arms, cradled against his heart.

“Not yet,” she said to Ben, wanting to make sure her number one man was well taken care of. To Dexter, she said, “Fuck me while I suck his cock.”

Dexter narrowed his eyes and she was sure he was going to say, “No way,” but he surprised her. “How can I refuse an offer like that? If it makes you happy, go for it. I can guaran-damn-tee it won’t taste as good as mine.”

Ben slid off his condom and dumped it in the trash. Then he swaggered over to the strawberries and wine and rubbed them on his cock. “Are you sure? Have you tasted it?”

“No way in hell would I want to.” Dexter rolled his eyes.

Char remembered something in the other room Ben just might like. Dexter, too. She extricated herself from Dexter’s arms and helped him up. “I have a surprise for you two I think you might like very much.”

“What is it?” the men asked in unison, looking at each other and then her.

“I think seeing is better than being told.” She sashayed her hips and jiggled her boobs and crooked her finger at them. “This way, big boys. I hope at least one of you likes to take control. I like to be dominated.”

She threw open the door to the room where the BDSM whips, chains, and leather gear was and swept wide her arm in an arc. “Voila! Would anyone like to handcuff me and tie me to the bed? Make me your sex slave for the night?”

God, she hoped so. She hoped at least one of them knew what to do with it.

Dexter put his hand in the small of her back and tented his brows. “You’re into this stuff? I had no clue.”

She rubbed against his cock that was already erect and throbbing again, and she wound her fingers around it and gently tugged him to her. “I haven’t been, but tonight is a first in a lot of ways. I thought this would be fun.”

Ben bounded into the room and fingered the wide array of BDSM goodies. “Cool! And I was afraid you two would be boresville. I think I found my perfect threesome.”