Chapter 16 Zoe
ZOE
I’m nervous about tonight. It’s my first public outing with Tomas.
Mateo is staying behind as it’s a boring business dinner, his words not mine.
It will be the first time being Tomas’s stand-in partner.
I want to make sure that I look the part for him.
Not that it’s going to be hard because Tomas is gorgeous, loving, kind, funny once you peel back his tough shell.
I just hope I’m good enough for him tonight.
Staring at myself in the mirror, I don’t know the woman staring back at me, she looks sophisticated, elegant, grown up.
Was this what I was like before the incident?
Will I ever know? Is my past life now truly forgotten?
It’s the same thought I’ve been having these past couple of months living with Mateo and Tomas.
Maybe I truly need to let go of whoever I was before and concentrate on who I am now.
I may never know the old Zoe, and as scary and frustrating as that is, I can’t keep pressuring myself to remember especially as my mind doesn’t want me to.
Tomas has chosen my dress tonight, a stunning emerald-green flowing satin evening dress with a low-cut neckline, not too low to be inappropriate for this event but low enough to make my boobs look good.
I twirl around in the designer outfit. I feel beautiful.
I’m excited to see if the boys like the dress as much as I do.
“Oh, shit,” Mateo swears as I walk into the lounge room.
“You look fucking beautiful,” he says, getting up off the sofa and walking toward me.
Those chocolate eyes roam over me appreciatively before stopping at my breasts.
Mateo’s fingers then trace the top of my dress, pebbling my nipples.
“You look good enough to eat, angel.” He bends down and ever so softly kisses my lips, my body reacting to his touch.
“Mateo, I need her in one piece,” Tomas commands behind us.
I turn to see Tomas, and my heart stops. He looks so handsome dressed in a tuxedo, like a Spanish James Bond.
“He pulls off a tux, doesn’t he?” Mateo whispers to me.
I nod because I’m speechless.
“Zoe, you’re a vision.” Tomas smiles as he approaches me, taking my hand and giving it a soft kiss.
Goosebumps prickle my skin.
“Let me say goodbye before you whisk her away for the evening.” Mateo states as he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to his side.
Tomas smiles. “Of course.”
Mateo turns me in his arms, his large palm holding the back of my neck as he delivers a passionate kiss. His tongue is hot and wanting as he explores my mouth, pulling me tight against his body. “Don’t forget about me at home, all alone.”
“I could never forget you,” I tell him breathlessly.
“Good, then my work here is done.” He grins and untangles himself from me then gives my ass a hard slap which propels me forward. “Enjoy your night, kids.”
Tomas walks over and gives him a kiss, then takes my hand and we walk out to the waiting limousine. Tomas opens the door for me, and I jump in.
I feel like a princess going to a ball.
Tomas joins me on the other side and takes a seat. He then links his fingers with mine before raising my hand to his lips and kissing it ever so softly.
“Are you nervous?” he asks, rubbing his thumb over my palm.
“Yes,”
He squeezes my hand lightly. “You will do fine, be your naturally charming self.”
“Easier said than done. What happens if they ask me about myself? What do I tell them? Because I have no idea.”
“You can tell them whatever you want to tell them, what you feel comfortable with, or change the subject. I will be there to help you.” Those hazel eyes sparkle as he reassures me.
I take a deep breath. “What’s the story between us, then? How did we meet? How long have we been together?”
Tomas mulls over my questions. “We stick as close to the truth as we can. We met by chance here on the island. It’s a new relationship. We are taking it one day at a time, getting to know each other.”
That’s the truth. We’ve only been around each other a couple of months, living together 24/7 and now sleeping together does expedite a relationship.
“You look stunning tonight. I may have forgotten to tell you,” Tomas whispers into my ear before his lips move down my neck, electrifying my body with his touch. “How did we get so lucky finding you? You are something neither of us realized we were missing.”
His words make my heart soar.
Maybe this unconventional relationship could work.
His hand runs along my thigh, sliding easily against the silk of my dress. “You were perfectly made for us, Zoe,” he whispers. “You were made for me.”
My heart rate increases with each confession.
“I love Mateo with all my heart, and I didn’t think there could possibly be room for more, but there is, with you.”
This is the most candid Tomas has been about us. I know exactly where Mateo stands on the idea of the three of us, but Tomas as always holds the cards close to his chest. In this moment I know exactly how he feels.
Tomas pulls the flowing fabric of my gown up, exposing my thighs. Then he’s pushing my legs open, his hand sliding along my skin, sending goosebumps over my body. “I need you, Zoe. Just you and me.”
My head falls back against the soft leather of the limousine. I let my legs fall open ready for him. My heart thunders in my chest as my body begins to come alive.
“Do you want me, Zoe?”
“Yes, so very, very much.” I reach out to him, grab the lapels of his tuxedo, and pull him to me.
Our lips meet, and it’s the match that has lit the tinder box between us.
Something takes over between the two of us.
Tomas presses himself between my thighs, but the angle doesn’t feel right, and I can’t feel him against my aching center.
My hands push back against his shoulders moving him away from my lips.
Tomas falls back against his seat, his hazel eyes are wide, and a frown is etched across his face, wondering why I have pushed him off.
I don’t give him a moment to think that I’m second-guessing us being together as I move and straddle him.
I’m probably crushing my dress, but who cares when Tomas is looking at me like he is, surprise and hunger sparkling behind his hazel eyes.
My hand finds the button of his tuxedo pants, then the zip, and I slowly open his pants.
I rub my palm against his impressive bulge.
“I want you, Tomas,” I tell him breathlessly as I continue to palm him through his underwear.
“And you want us, even if it’s unconventional?” he asks between groans as I finally free his cock.
“Yes, Tomas, I want—no, need you both in equal measure.”
Tomas lets out a deep breath. “We feel the same.”
“Good. I don’t know how long this will last between us all,” I confess.
Tomas tenses beneath me.
“Not because I don’t want this but because of what’s going on in my head … if I remember things, I don’t know if that will change us,” I reassure him.
Tomas grabs my face in his hands. “Nothing is going to change for Mateo and me, nothing,” he says fiercely.
My heart wants to hope at his words. There’s a niggle in my mind, worried about what my memory will bring when it returns.
“Let me fuck you, Tomas,” I whisper across his lips.
“Please.” He smiles and lets go of my face to pull a condom from his wallet, handing it to me. “Keep driving until I tell you to stop,” he says through the intercom to the driver.
Taking the condom from his hand, I slowly push it over his length.
“Yes,” Tomas hisses.
Then I slide his sheathed dick between my wet folds, teasing him. “You feel so good,” I whimper.
Tomas’s hands grab my hips, and the next thing I know, he thrusts up into me.
My mouth falls open at the sudden fullness of him inside of me. I love the feeling of him stretching me.
He slowly begins to move sliding in and out of me, teasing me.
I press myself harder against him, needing to feel the friction against my clit. Digging my fingers into the expensive material of his tuxedo as Tomas’s eyes are mesmerized as my tits bounce with each of his thrusts.
“Harder, Tomas,” I moan as my teeth sink into my lip, my head falls back, and I arch my back with satisfaction.
“Naughty girl. Have we spoiled you with two cocks now, sweetness? You love two cocks plunging deep inside of you, filling you.”
“Yes,” I groan.
“Two sets of mouths on your tits, each of us sucking on one of your dusty pink nipples. Rolling the bud between our teeth.”
“Hhmmm.”
“Your tight little hole loves it when a thick finger slides against its resistance. Filling you from both sides. It’s even better when it’s one of our cocks.
Your holes spread wide for us, greedily taking everything we give you like the good fucking girl you are.
You make us both so proud taking the two of us.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, watching you lose your mind because you’re filled to breaking point by our cocks. ”
Dammit, Tomas and his dirty talk.
“Don’t even get me started on how much your cunt enjoys our tongues against it.
Lapping at the sweetness you give to us.
I love how wet we make you. Nothing gives me more pleasure than when I’m covered in your wetness between your thighs.
It’s my mission in life that you saturate my face.
Only when you are dripping from my chin will I stop pleasing you. ”
His words are making me slicker with each dirty syllable.
“Did you know Mateo likes it when you’re sucking his balls while he is deep inside of me? He says it’s the most intense pleasure he’s ever experienced,” Tomas confesses.
I had no idea. “What do you like?”
Tomas smirks. “I love it when my mouth is devouring your cunt and Mateo is fucking me. Each one of his deep thrusts pushes my tongue deeper into you, and I swear you get sweeter the deeper I go.”
Someone call the fire brigade because my body is on fire.
“I love watching you jerk off when Mateo is fucking me,” I confess to him.