Chapter 11 Eden #3
“Not at all. At least I wasn’t named Neal. Turns out there are worse names than Bryce.”
“There’s a part of me that will always remember you fondly as Bryce, Ben.”
“Please don’t. Bryce is for guys your age, not mine.”
“If you say so, Bryce.”
He pulled her deeper into his magnetic embrace. “Speaking of that time, though…”
“Only a little over a month ago, by the way.”
“…We should have a genuine chat about how we see our relationship playing out. Sexually, I mean. Keep it casual for the club.”
He might as well have smacked her on the face with how out of nowhere that was. “Excuse me, sir?” She pushed herself up, halfway to straddling his waist with her back to the club. “You wanna talk about our sex life right now? In a perfectly sophisticated place like this?”
“Seems pertinent,” he said with his hands gesturing to how she sat on him.
Uh-huh. “You just wanna have sexy talk so you get hard and want to fuck me in one of those back rooms.”
“I don’t need dirty talk to want to do that, sugar. I’m already there. Just waiting for my body to catch up.”
Uh-huh! Eden gently ground her hips against his as she stacked her hair on top of her head to give him a better view of her physique in her little black dress. “So, what do you want to talk about, stud?” She dropped her hair over her shoulders. “What kink do you somehow have yet to reveal to me?”
He smiled as widely as he dared, but not a single sound came out of his throat until he spoke. “I’m an open book. What you’ve seen is what you get. Honestly, I was hoping to talk about your desires.”
“Hmm? Really?”
“Yes.” His hands cinched around her waist, making Eden fall forward until her face hovered over his. “I remember how eager you were at that party. You went a bit feral when I informed you that there would be more than just me that night.”
She unexpectedly giggled. So much for acting aloof. “That’s right. You informed me.”
“Because I like sharing.”
But your ex-wife didn’t like being shared.
Eden had been putting those pieces of his marriage and its inevitable downfall together.
Poor thing. It must have been shocking to hear that one’s husband had a threesome kink.
No, not that kind. The kind with a different porn category.
He wanted to watch her be with other men.
He wanted to share her with other men at the same time.
Eden shivered in delight at the possibilities that brought, but that was when this relationship with Benson was new, and the cards were on the table.
Someone like his ex-wife probably felt blindsided long after the kid was born and their bedroom had become duller.
Would that be them one day? Was it a foregone conclusion? Or were Benson and his ex just not compatible enough?
“Do you like being shared, angel?”
She didn’t hesitate, with her hands sprawled on his chest and her lips nibbling the softest spot on his forehead.
His breath coated her cleavage as he held himself back from inhaling her sweat and what perfume remained on her skin.
“Yeah,” she whispered. “It’s quite the experience, having two men fuck you at the same time. ”
Benson’s cock stirred beneath her. “I’m sure it is. And it’s quite the thing participating in that. I get off on being with a woman I like as much as I get off on seeing someone else enjoy her, too. I don’t know how else to explain it. It’s not quite a power exchange, and yet…”
“Maybe you like knowing that someone else shares your tastes.”
“Maybe I like the thought of my woman having the time of her life.”
“Your woman?” The only reason Eden laughed was because she was so overwhelmed by how those words made her feel. My whole body… needs that release. She hoped he wasn’t offended. “Since when am I your woman, Ben?”
He pulled her down even closer to him, his mouth gunning for her ear.
“From the first time I saw you at that pool, I thought, she’s mine.
I set out to make you mine the whole weekend.
The fact that I had to share with another man only annoyed me when I couldn’t have you.
You could have been dicked down six ways to Sunday by a train of wild men, and I would just be mad that you didn’t invite me. ”
“Oooh.” She shivered some more, wondering why the heat of his body and the closed-in warmth of the club corner kept her so cold.
“The more the merrier.” She drew her lips across his, allowing them both to indulge in one closed-mouth kiss as her fingers curled into his shirt.
“So, what are you thinking?” Her hips circled his again, stimulating not only his cock into further hardness, but also continuously turning herself on as well.
“You want me right here? Or are we looking for some privacy? Or…” She glanced over her shoulder.
Sure enough, someone watched them from another couch.
Some lucky silver fox who thinks he can get in on this.
Maybe he could. “Do we want to make a friend tonight?”
His growl against her cheek made her moan as his cock threatened to escape his pants and take her right there. “I want both. How do I get both, sugar?”
“Maybe a little preview here?” Eden sat up, allowing her dress straps to continue falling down her arms until she had no choice – truly, no choice – but to shed the bust of her dress and reveal her lack of a bra beneath.
Benson’s eyes further glazed over as he reached up and grabbed both of her breasts.
Behind them, the club continued to churn with guests.
Laughter. Kissing. Moans. More than one couple was up to something in the area of the club that allowed blatant exhibitionism.
No doubt that some enjoyed the show Eden offered.
I’m a little nervous, of course… But this wasn’t anything she hadn’t done before at La Mariposa.
Besides. Benson was her boyfriend. They had sex now more times than she could count!
What did she have to be shy about in a sex club with him?
Especially with how his fingers rolled over her nipples and inspired them to peak in his palms?
“What kind of preview?”
With a devilish smile, she pulled his hands off her and lowered her face toward his zipper.
“I think you know.” She made a grand show of unzipping him and searching for his hardened cock within.
Her mouth was practically on him already when she said, “Let’s see who we can attract from how good I blow you.
” Her ass was in the air, her skirt halfway up, and showing off her thong beneath.
No, she wouldn’t invite anyone to join in, but she knew what this looked like. Advertisement.
She took all of him into her mouth, his fingers tangling in her hair. He didn't move to guide her. No, the man was holding on to save his own sanity.
A shiver ran down Eden's spine. The room was a blur of dark clothes and black light adornments, but she could feel the other partiers behind her – their eyes on her skin, tracing every bob of her head and the flex of her shoulder.
She was a performer on a dark stage, and this was her act.
She imagined a man across the way, watching.
His gaze was hot, heavy, and haughty. He saw the arch of her back, the swell of her ass presented so brazenly in the air.
He saw the way she worshiped Benson's cock with her mouth.
And he wanted her.
The thought went straight to her core. He was imagining himself in Benson's place. Picturing her lips on him, her tongue swirling, the gentle scrape of her teeth. He was getting hard just watching, his own desire a mirror to the one she so expertly stroked.
Her movements grew more confident. Each slow, deliberate pull of her lips was for her audience of one.
She wasn't just pleasing Benson. She was a display of pure, unadulterated sensuality.
She was a prize to be won; a fantasy made real.
To be wanted by one man was a pleasure. To be craved by two was power.
She moaned around Benson's shaft. She was the center of this universe, the star of her spectacle. And she was just getting started... here, tonight, and for the rest of their relationship. You think I won’t follow you down the rabbit hole, Ben?
She hummed on his cock while thinking about it.
I’ll try just about anything once. In these predicaments, she was the top slut in the room.
Maybe what she got out of this wasn’t pleasing him as much as she required a handler to keep her in check.
My tits are out, and my mouth is on his cock already. He wanted more. She wanted more.
“I need to get fucked,” she told him when her mouth took a break for ten seconds. Meanwhile, her hand was on firm grip duty. “Your honors, Ben.” Eden fluttered her eyelashes. “Or find someone else to do it.”
He guided his cock back into her mouth. “Only if I get to watch.”
Her muffled acquiescence said everything, including, “I’ll even keep doing this while it happens.” They had already been down this road before. It truly felt no different from La Mariposa’s orgy. Even the part where she primarily belonged to him.
Eden pulled her skirt all the way up over her ass.
Someone clapped behind her. A woman’s voice rang out that she, “Wouldn’t mind having an ass like that.
” More laughter. Someone urged their friend to join in.
Eden got wetter with anticipation by the second, and Benson was halfway to coming in her throat.
“You’ve got fans,” he said. It was enough of a distraction for her to lift her head, her own eyes drowsy and her overstimulated imagination dreaming up a million possibilities. “Come here.”
They kissed, her body wrapped around his as her knee expertly avoided his hard-on. “That was fun,” Eden said.
“I’ve got an idea.”
“Hm?”
His arm rubbed the length of the arm wrapped around him. “I’m going to get us a room. You go find us a friend and join me there.”
“You’re kidding…”
Benson cocked his head at her while putting his erection back in his pants. “I’m not. Unless you’d rather keep it a fantasy right now, in which case we’ll just get a room and fuck for the hour we have it.”
“Such a way with words.”
“Which do you prefer?”
She bit her lip as he fully sat up, and she was left slouched in the corner of the big chair. Both of her breasts remained hanging out of her dress, and her hair was such a mess that she knew she looked like she had already been around the block that night. “Both.”
“You can’t have both.”
“Why not?”
“Because I am but one man with one dick, Eden.” He sighed, as if it should have been obvious. “You’ll have to find another one to join us if that’s your poison tonight.”
“Sounds like it’s your poison.”
“It could be both of ours.”
She cuddled up to him and blew in his ear. “Will you hold me while he fucks me? Like at that party?”
“Of course. It’d be an honor.”
“Will you look him in the eye while he fucks me?”
“Absolutely. That’s the best part.”
Eden barely contained her shriek of excitement as she bounded up and took his hand, almost forgetting that her breasts bounced around with her movements. “Well, come on! Get a room! I need to know which one!”
He took his time getting up. But Eden didn’t have time to waste. He had put something in her head, and she would do anything to get it out of there!