Chapter 32 Consensual Contract
Consensual Contract
Sara
Fuck, that feels freeing as hell to say. I meet each of their hungry gazes.
“The other thing to get out of the way.” Dante pushes his empty plate back. “How do you want to lose your virginity, pip?”
“Oh.” My cheeks flush. “Yeah, that.”
Drew chuckles. “We should make it special.”
“I’m just so ready to be rid of it.” It spills out of me. “Do you know how hard it is to get rid of when you finally decide to get it over with?”
My gaze collides with Wyatt. His eyes are intense. Does he know I saved it for him?
I suck in a breath. Suddenly, I don’t want to make this decision. “What if I don’t know who does the actual deed and you all fuck me for the first time?”
“Is that what you want?” Dante’s calm voice draws my attention. I meet his light blue eyes and a calmness falls over me. I know he’ll take care of me.
“Yes, boss. I don’t want to choose. That’s what this whole thing is about, right? Me not having to choose between you four. About me getting to have all of you and you all having me.”
Glancing toward the bedrooms, I grimace. “But maybe not on Tom’s bed for the first time? It just seems a little too much.”
Especially when he was the one who kept us apart all these years.
“How about the suite at my club?” Drew offers. “We have all the essentials in the room. Lube, toys, rope, anything else you can think of. A bar to help with nerves for all parties. And neutral ground, so you don’t have any potential hang-ups about being in it.”
It’s also memorable. Though I don’t think we’ll need any of that stuff for the first time.
I give him a smile. “That sounds good.”
He leans in and kisses my lips softly. When I try to deepen the kiss, he backs away.
“Consent form first, princess. We’ll play after.” Drew gets out his phone. “I’ll make the arrangements with the club. Is there somewhere I can make a call?”
Dante stands and gestures for Drew to follow him back to the office.
Finn nudges my plate. “Eat, flower, you need your energy.”
My stomach clenches with nerves. This is actually happening. Oh, fuck, this is actually happening.
Wyatt stands and comes to sit next to me. “Breathe, trouble.”
His hand rubs my back in soothing circles.
He looks me in my eyes. “We can wait—”
I grab his other hand and shake my head. “No, I don’t want to wait anymore, but it’s just... real now.”
He tips my chin up. “At any time, if you want to stop, we’ll stop.”
I swallow as my gaze drops to his lips. He kissed me last night. I can still feel that explosion of desire inside me.
“Trouble.” He captures my lips and it’s not a simple touch like the others. I gasp and he takes full advantage, pulling me closer as he explores my mouth. He tastes of coffee and bacon and this darker something that can only be Wyatt.
I’m too far away. I need to be closer. We move together. I rise and he draws me onto his lap as I straddle him on the chair. His hand threads into my hair and pulls as a growl rumbles in his chest.
Fuck, I burn for him. When I shift closer, his erection presses between my legs. My pulse throbs. My tongue strokes against his and he leans into me, pressing me back, making me rely on him to hold me. I grab onto his hair and tug even though, if he released me, I’d fall back into the table.
Everything I’ve wanted is within my reach. Including Wyatt. But what happens if I don’t live up to his expectations? What if I’m not what he wants?
His kiss softens. He cradles my head as he pulls away and touches our foreheads together. We share each other’s panting breaths.
“What’s wrong, trouble?” His voice is deep, sending shivers through me.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” I whisper, like saying it out loud will make it all disappear. Like I’ll wake up alone in my bed at home.
“I’m sorry I hurt you all these years. Sorry I made you feel less desirable. I thought it was for the best. That I was doing it for you.” Wyatt’s words are soft and they sink into my chest and make my pulse quicken.
“I’m scared you’ll pull away again.” I have to put that out there. Beating around the bush isn’t my style. Yes, I tried everything to get him to notice me, short of showing up naked in his bed. But that fear of his rejection held me back.
“We talk at all times, flower.” Finn’s voice makes me turn to see him watching Wyatt and me.
Wyatt’s hand is spread in the middle of my back, holding me.
“Communication is the thing that makes this work. If something isn’t working, we talk.
If you’re worried about something, we talk.
If you hold it in, this will fall apart. ”
“I won’t reject you, Sara.” Wyatt’s eyes hold mine again. “I’m done running away. I’m done holding you at arm’s length. I’m all in.”
Something broken inside me feels like it’s healing. It’s still not quite whole, and it will never feel the same as it did before it cracked, but I can bear the little shards left from the break.
“You aren’t mad that I want them too?” My fingers slide through his hair to hold his neck.
He blows out a breath. “You’ve always been mine, but I couldn’t claim you. Not on my own. Not without hurting the people I love most in this world.”
My heart skips a little.
“But with them, maybe we can figure out how this can be more.” Wyatt’s words make me almost giddy, but I don’t want to put too much weight on them. We’ve agreed to have sex, not buy a house and move in together.
Though I’ve already moved in with them, even if it’s temporary.
“Trouble?”
I blink and refocus. “Yes, Wyatt?”
He sits back in the chair, allowing me to straighten. “Let me make you come.”
That fire inside roars back to life, not that it ever really went down.
“Yes, please.”
He smiles as his hand roams down over my hip. Slipping under my skirt, his fingers tease my thigh and my breath catches. His dark eyes search mine and that intensity is right there.
“I can be gentle, trouble, but it’s not in my nature.” His gaze drops to my lips.
Anticipation swells inside me. “It’s not?”
He shakes his head and tugs on my hair, just enough to let me know he still has ahold of it, that he’s still controlling me. A rush races through me.
“Am I making you wet?” His hand slides up my thigh. The anticipation is killing me. His touch is firm and not as teasing as Finn’s. His dark eyes are mesmerizing, holding me to him.
“Yes.” I swallow and wet my lips.
“I’m going to enjoy punishing you, trouble.” His fingers reach the apex of my thighs and they tease the edge of my panties. My breath catches, hanging on that moment before he claims me.
“Punish?” My heart thunders so loud I barely hear him, so focused on his touch, on his warm body against mine.
“You strike me as a naughty girl. Someone who won’t make it easy for me. Am I wrong, trouble?” He tips my head back a little farther and slides his fingers beneath my panties to my wet, pulsing pussy.
At his first touch, I moan.
“Maybe you’ll be my good girl and I won’t have to punish you.” His fingers part my pussy and he drags one from my entrance to my clit.
My shaky breath releases as my insides tense, ready for him to push me over the edge.
He tilts his head as he studies me. “Does it hurt, trouble?”
“Does what hurt?”
“The throbbing need between your legs.” He kisses my jaw and I suck in a breath. “This aching thing.”
He presses down on my clit and a rush of wetness flows out of me.
“I heard you last night, trouble. Sneaking out of your room. Letting Dante fuck this pretty little cunt before Finn took his turn. He made you scream, and that made my cock ache like this tight pussy.”
“Did you find your release?” I whisper, seeking his mouth, but he holds me away from it.
“Did I jerk off to the sound of you coming like I did when I watched you on the video? When you made yourself come?”
“Oh, fuck.” I need him to move his fingers. I’m right here on the edge waiting for him to topple me over.
He pulls my hair a little more, making me arch into him. “Is that what you want to know, trouble? If the sound of you coming is enough to make me explode?”
I whimper as his finger slides along my clit to my entrance, gathering my wetness and dragging it to my clit. “Please, Wyatt.”
“Mmm, I like the way you beg, trouble.” He nips my jaw and trails kisses down my neck. “I can’t wait to make you cry.”
He thrusts two fingers inside me and I shatter. His words, his touch, the rich leather scent of him all around me. It’s all too much.
He tsks. “No one said you could come yet.”
Finn chuckles darkly as my pussy convulses around Wyatt’s fingers. Like I have any control over the need for release. Wyatt drags them out and takes his hand out of my panties.
When I make a sound of denial, he tightens his hand in my hair.
“Clean my fingers, trouble.” He lifts my head and his dark eyes search mine as he holds his wet fingers in front of my mouth.
I arch an eyebrow and press my lips together. It would be so easy to give in. After all, I don’t mind the taste of my come, but my submission isn’t what he wants, right? A light sparks in his eyes and a grim smile forms on his lips.
He shakes his head slowly. “Open your mouth.”
The minute I say anything he’ll thrust his fingers into my mouth. I’m not really opposed to sucking on them, but right now, I want to test if what he said is true. Does he want me to fight, to question his authority, to make him bend me to his will instead of giving in?
He swipes my wetness over my lips and brings me in close so I have to look in his dark eyes. “When that consent form is finished, I’ll see to your punishment, trouble.”
He licks his fingers and smashes his lips to mine. When he yanks on my hair, I gasp, and his tongue thrusts into my mouth, making me taste myself on his tongue and lips. I moan, holding him closer, sucking on his tongue to get all the taste, wanting to come again in his arms.
He breaks off the kiss and holds me away from him. He looks me over as if I’m trouble. Fuck, I love it. He pulls the neckline of my dress to the side to reveal my bare breast.
“No bra?” It’s like another thing I’ve done wrong.
“No.”
He makes that tsking sound and then leans in and closes his mouth over my nipple, sucking almost gently.
A needful noise emanates from the back of my throat.
“Her breasts are so beautifully sensitive.” Finn’s voice is right there. His hand cups my other breast through my dress.
Wyatt’s teeth scrape my breast before he nips at my nipple.
“Ah.” I can’t move away with how he’s holding me.
He sucks on me to make it better, sending pulses to my pussy. He releases my nipple and meets my eyes. “Maybe I’ll make you come again on the way to the club. If you’re a good girl.”
I bite my lip. Finn tips my chin his way and claims my mouth. Wyatt’s fingers dig into my hip as Finn’s tongue sweeps through my mouth.
“I love the way you taste,” Finn whispers against my lips.
My eyes find Wyatt’s again. There’s no jealousy there. Just curiosity and desire.
Finn stands and helps me off Wyatt’s lap. As I straighten my skirt, Wyatt smacks my ass. I yelp in surprise.
Finn laughs. Wyatt smirks.
“There’s more where that came from.”
I don’t know what to think about that as Finn leads me to the couch and hands me my phone.
“Get busy, flower.” He sits beside me on the couch as he opens the app.
My phone buzzes. There’s a new group chat with Drew, Dante, Finn, and Wyatt. The link to the app is the only message.
I click on it to download.
While I wait, I look at what the app has in it.
It has a way to consent to your partners so that you both have confirmation of consent to have sex.
Then there’s a menu with options for sex.
They don’t show everything on the page, but the list includes headings like kissing, fingers, oral, vaginal, toys, anal.
I’m not sure how long this is going to take. Wyatt sits across from me. As his phone downloads the app, he watches me.
Fuck, maybe I don’t want to be a good girl, because right now I want to make Wyatt do something, anything to me. My breathing quickens and my nipples tighten. Now that I have his attention I crave the interaction. Good or bad doesn’t matter, just all of it.
“We’re all set up.” Drew comes out of the office with Dante. “The suite is reserved for us all day and night.”
I press my thighs together against the ache building there. I’m going to have sex with four guys today. The temptation to text my friends rides me, but I want to see where this goes before I get ahead of myself.
The app finishes downloading and I set up an account.
“If you have any questions, flower, just ask.” Finn’s fingers tease the hem of my dress.
Dante sits on the other side of me and answers the questions too. I desperately want to peek at what he’s putting in there.
Drew kneels before me and grabs the backs of my knees, pulling my ass to the edge of the couch.
I gasp in a breath. “What are you doing?”
He grins at me as he hikes my dress up. “Keeping myself busy. I’ve filled it out. Once you complete it, we can exchange consent forms, but until then, I can think of better things to do.”
He grabs the sides of my panties and slides them down and off my legs. “You mentioned receiving oral sex?”
I nod. His grin grows. My pussy aches at the desire in his dark eyes.
“Good. I’ve been dying for a taste of you.” He drapes my legs over his shoulders. His breath caresses my bare pussy.
“Now?” I have to ask because the others are right here. They’re all filling out their forms but they can clearly see everything he’s doing.
“Now, princess. Fill out your form.” His tongue swipes from my entrance up to my clit.
I inhale at the sparks lighting up my insides. I don’t know how I’m going to fill out the form if he’s going down on me with the others right here.