Chapter 24
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chelsea
"It's long past time we christened this space," I said as we filed down the stairs to the basement.
"Funny, I was thinking the same thing," Frost said.
We'd left the stadium right before the story of Max Stanley's return broke.
At some point, the press would learn about the tragic drowning of Otis Skinner, and the mysterious demise of Dominic King.
That was a problem for the future. For now, we were focused on being together and mending any of the bridges that got damaged in the last while.
For the most part, we got out unscathed. Although, I might not go in a swimming pool again for a while.
"We've been busy," Ramsey remarked. He seemed more relaxed than I'd seen him before.
In fact, now I thought about it, all of the guys were more relaxed than they'd been. So was I. Relaxed and looking forward to getting on with my life.
"Where do we start?" Frost looked around at all the toys and apparatuses in the basement.
Storm let out a laugh. When we all turned to him questioningly, he pointed. "An industrial size bottle of lubricant with a pump. I like it. You really did think of everything." He put an arm around Frost and loudly kissed his cheek.
"To be honest, that was the first thing on my list," Frost said, blushing slightly. "I figured we'd need it."
"You figured right." Atlas placed his hands on Jay's shoulders and steered him over to the sex couch.
Before anyone else could move, Dallas grabbed my hand and tugged me over to the swing in the corner.
"I've always wanted to try one of these," he said.
I smiled. "You're in for a treat then." I let him help me out of my clothes and did the same to him, while the others stripped off.
Storm and Frost headed over to the side to check out the array of toys and Ramsey leaned against the wall, watching Dallas lift me onto the swing and get me comfortable.
I pressed my feet into the stirrups and leaned back while Dallas knelt in front of me. My legs were wide open, giving him easy access to my pussy with his mouth and fingers.
"So fucking beautiful," he whispered before diving in, thoroughly tasting me with his tongue and fucking me with his hand.
"She certainly is," Ramsey agreed, his eyes drinking me in, watching my breasts bounce as I rocked my hips against Dallas' mouth, making the swing move with me.
The feeling of him between my legs was as good as the view. Atlas had Jay bent over, thrusting into him slowly and carefully. Storm had Frost blindfolded and was teasing him with a vibrating wand, sliding it in and out of his rear hole.
"Fun for the whole family," Ramsey remarked.
I grinned and waved him over gesturing him closer so I could kiss him while Dallas fucked me with his mouth. I didn't want anyone to be left out. Not of this and not of anything else. We were family and families took care of each other.
He pressed his tongue between my lips and thrust into my mouth while caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples.
All of the attention had me ready to come quicker than I would have thought was possible. These guys, they always knew what I liked and how to give it to me. Not like any other man I'd ever known. I was the luckiest girl on the face of the planet and would be for the rest of my life.
"Come for me," Ramsey said between kisses. "Come for me like a good girl."
"Who says I'm a good girl?" I asked.
"I do," he said. "But if you're going to talk back like that, I might have to punish you."
My guys, always threatening me with a good time.
"Maybe I don't want to come," I said, then moaned as Dallas stroked my G-spot just right, taking away all self-control and throwing me off like the relentless flow of a waterfall plunging down a cliff.
I rocked against him harder, while Ramsey cupped the back of my head to hold me still so he could kiss me through my orgasm.
I was barely down when Ramsey pulled me off the swing and turned me around to lie back down on it, the seat supporting my stomach and the top strap supporting my chest.
"Get a paddle," Ramsey said to Dallas as he rose to his feet.
I wriggled to get more comfortable before Dallas hurried back and handed the paddle to Ramsey.
"Tell me again you're not a good girl," Ramsey said lightly running the side of the paddle over my ass cheek.
"I'm very good," I said, quivering with anticipation. "So good, but I need a reminder."
"I agree." He brought the paddle down on my ass, the leather slapping together, and making it sound harder than it was.
The delicious sting made me moan.
"Just like that."
He brought the paddle down on my cheek again a couple of times before paddling the other cheek.
"Ramsey…" Dallas sounded pained.
Ramsey paddled me one more time before tossing it aside and swinging me around, until Dallas' cock was right in front of my face.
With a groan of relief, Dallas pressed his cock between my lips.
At the same time, Ramsey parted my legs and stepped between them his hands on my hips. He positioned his cock outside my entrance and pushed himself inside me.
I felt like I was floating on air with two of my guys thrusting into me at the same time. This swing was definitely a good idea.
I glanced to the side to see Jay lying on the couch, Frost's mouth on his cock while Storm and Atlas stood behind them, Storm thrusting into Frost's ass while Atlas watched and gave them orders.
Okay, gave Frost and Jay orders. Storm would never do what he told him to.
They'd come a long way though. He wasn't telling Atlas to fuck off anymore. Not that I heard anyway.
"I'm going to come," Dallas whispered.
"Not until I tell you to," Ramsey said.
Dallas looked over at him and grimaced, but pressed his teeth together and fucked my mouth more slowly.
Being the good girl I was, I sucked harder, making his eyes roll back in his head.
"I can see me using the paddle a lot," Ramsey said.
I would have grinned at him, but with my mouth full, all I could do was laugh, letting my body shake so he knew I was amused. I was here for all the paddling. To give and receive.
"I can't," Dallas ground out. "I need to come."
"Not yet," Ramsey insisted.
"Do you need some help over here?" Atlas stepped over, crossed his arms and looked down at me. "I believe I heard Ramsey tell you not to come."
Dallas looked at him with a, 'not you too,' expression on his face.
"Maybe I should take your place," Atlas suggested. "That will help you wait."
"I can hold on," Dallas said, quickly, desperately.
Atlas nodded his head slowly. "Good, do as you're told. Otherwise Ramsey might use that paddle on you."
That stripped away the last of Dallas' self-control. He groaned and came hard, ejaculating a mouthful of cum down my throat so fast I gagged before swallowing it down in a hurry.
"I guess we know where he stands," Atlas said with a grin.
Dallas shot him a look before sliding his cock out of my mouth and stepping back. "I'm okay with Chelsea paddling me."
"I'm okay with that too," I said. I licked my lips, making sure I had every drop collected and swallowed. I wouldn't want to miss a single one.
A moment later, Jay cried out as he came, quickly followed by Storm, thrusting harder into Frost's before spilling himself inside.
Ramsey came next, pounding into me with even strokes, his skin slapping against mine in perfect rhythm before he grunted, stopped and lost himself deep inside me. He slumped down over me, catching his breath.
I looked around the room at my guys, all naked and with a sheen of sweat. All of them smiling, looking comfortable and satisfied. No one shooting at us. No one telling anyone else to fuck off. No one feeling the need to run and hide from anyone else.
Just six incredible guys brought together as brothers and lovers as well as being a team. Someday, they'd stop playing football together, but their bond would never break.
Long after they stopped being Smashers, they'd still be mine.
Now and forever.