Chapter 41
Merger
Sara
My stomach and heart are full as we thank Owen for dinner. Drew keeps me as far away from Owen as possible. It’s cute, but unnecessary. I’ve only really had the hots for four guys and I’ve already got them.
“A pleasure. We’ll have to get together another time when Drew isn’t feeling quite so possessive.” Owen grins, and fuck, he’s good-looking. Tall. Built. Pretty sure he has a tattoo hiding under his white chef jacket.
Drew holds me against his side and shakes his head. “We’ll see.”
Owen chuckles. We say our goodbyes and Drew leads me out to the waiting car. A few more flashes go off before we’re settled in the back seat. Drew raises the privacy screen and gives me a heated look.
“I’ve been dying to see those lips wrapped around my cock.”
I groan a little because I’ve been wet and waiting all night for him to play with me. He fed me decadent cake and we talked about nothing important while we ate, but he didn’t touch me.
I slide to my knees and kneel between his as the car slowly works its way toward the apartment. It’s barely moving in the Friday night traffic. He drapes his arms across the back of the seat.
Biting my lip, I undo his belt. “You didn’t touch me during dinner.”
He smirks. “Too many eyes, my little whore. They would have figured out exactly how much of a slut you are for me. We don’t want that.”
I arch an eyebrow. “We don’t?”
He shakes his head as I work on opening his pants. “I want them to see you as a princess. Untouchable. But when we’re alone, I’ll know exactly how much you love to suck my cock. How you’re dying a little inside just to taste my cum.”
Anticipation buzzes through me like a live wire. I free his cock and stroke his hard length.
“Are you going to share me when we get back to the apartment?” I kiss the tip of his cock and run my tongue around the head while waiting for his answer.
“Do I want to see how much of a mess you become when three guys fuck you at once?” His smile turns a little evil. “I want you dripping with cum by the time I take you to bed and fuck you again. But first, I need to come in your mouth. Be a good little whore and suck me off.”
I squirm at how wet this makes me. It should be wrong to like this, but fuck, the way he treats me in society is completely like a princess. But here and now, he wants me dirty. And I want that. I ache for it.
If it wasn’t a game, I’d be gone. If he truly saw me like that, just a whore to be used, it would be over. But I like the fantasy. To have someone see me as a sex object and nothing more. Not just a future society wife.
With one last lick up his shaft while I meet his dark eyes, I engulf his cock with my mouth. Taking him all the way into my throat until my nose touches his shirt. I swallow before I come back up.
“Fuck, have you been getting practice this week, slut? Taking those fat cocks down your throat? I bet they fucked you every chance they got. I know I would have.” He doesn’t touch me. Just sits there as I suck and lick and bob on his cock.
The aching need between my thighs flares so fucking hot with his every word. I grasp his knees as I work his cock with my mouth. My insides are on fire. We’re alone in this back seat. Secluded. Safe. The driver can’t see us, can’t hear my moans as I take him deep.
Every piece of me is focused right here, right now, on this man.
I want to get him off, feel his warm cum spurt into my throat.
His cock thickens as his breathing grows more chaotic.
My pussy is empty, but it’s like I can feel him touching me there, fucking me there, flicking my clit, and making me scream.
Moaning around his cock, I come, gushing into my panties, trembling around nothing.
“Fuck, Sara.” He groans as his cum floods my mouth. I swallow him down as tiny aftershocks rock me.
When I lift off him, I suck in a breath. He leans into me and kisses me, softly, slowly, like we have all the time in the world to explore each other. He doesn’t touch me though.
When he pulls back, he glances at his lap and his almost hard cock. “Put my cock away.”
I do as he asks, fastening his pants and righting his belt.
“Take off your panties for me.” His dark eyes shine in the passing street lights.
Pushing them down my thighs, I move to sit beside him and slip them the rest of the way off.
He takes them from me, feeling the wetness, and gives me a dirty smile. “You are a little slut for cock, aren’t you?”
Shrugging, I’m not ashamed of it. “It feels good.”
The car stops and he pockets my panties. When the driver opens the door, Drew steps out and holds his hand to help me out. I don’t look at the driver as we pass him. I don’t really know how soundproof that glass is. If he heard those sounds, he knew exactly what we were doing.
But I’d like to keep the illusion of privacy.
Drew leads me into the lobby. The doorman greets me by name as we pass. I’m conscious of the fact that I’m not wearing panties, and my pussy and thighs are chilled because I’m still wet from coming in the car.
We wait for the elevator and I slip my card out of my clutch. When we enter, I wave my card in front of the reader. The elevator car’s doors close and it begins to rise.
Drew backs me against the wall. His dark eyes capture mine as his hand cups my bare pussy.
“Come fast, princess, because I’m going to fuck you as soon as we walk into that apartment.” He thrusts his fingers deep inside me and, using both hands, thrusts in and out while working my clit in quick strokes.
“Drew,” I whimper. I can’t escape and I don’t want to as he winds me so fucking tight. My release overtakes me and I cry out in the small elevator.
His smile is satisfied as the doors ding and open. “Such a good slut.”
My pussy throbs as he takes his fingers off me and takes my hand. We get to the door and he stands behind me while I unlock it. His zipper slides down. Anticipation races through me as I open the door.
He crowds me through it. My gaze finds Dante, Wyatt, and Finn watching something on the TV before the door shuts and I’m pressed face-first against it.
“Evening, boys.” Drew’s tone is jovial as he unzips my dress and it falls to the floor. His cock presses against my entrance from behind and he thrusts in deep.
I cry out at the sudden invasion.
Drew presses himself against my back, buried deep inside me. He kisses the back of my ear. “Are you ready for the show, my little whore? After all, you’ll be this evening’s entertainment.”
I’m burning inside for more, for all of it. Drew wraps an arm around my waist and turns me toward the room before pushing me over the back of the sofa and fucking me. I hold onto the leather to keep from toppling over it. Every thrust in makes the fire burn even hotter, brighter until it combusts.
“Drew,” I cry out as I come on his thrusting cock.
He buries himself deep and comes inside me. “Such a good pussy you have. Tight and hot, but not as hot as this ass.”
I open my eyes and see Dante and Wyatt still on the couch, watching. The squirt of a lube bottle behind me is the only warning I have before Drew thrusts deep into my ass.
“Oh, fuck.” I clutch the couch as I adjust to the sudden invasion.
“Wouldn’t want you unprepared for your four-way, slut.” He slowly eases out before punching back in.
Finn strides around in front of me, already naked and stroking his cock. “Need something to suck on, flower?”
Drew releases my strapless bra and it falls to the couch. He grabs the back of my updo and holds my head up as he fucks in and out of my ass. Every nerve sparking. Finn’s cock touches my lips and I open my mouth as I meet his green eyes.
“That’s it, flower. Just suck a little while Drew fucks your ass.” Finn rocks his cock in my mouth shallowly, teasingly.
“You can’t wait to take all that cock, can you, my little whore?” Drew’s strokes are almost punishing, but I like the hard punches of his cock inside me. It pushes me closer to the edge until I can’t hold back.
I moan around Finn’s cock as my orgasm shudders through me, dragging Drew into his. He groans as his hot cum fills my ass. When he pulls out, he steps back like I really am a whore, walking into the kitchen to clean up his cock before fixing his pants on his way to the bar.
He makes himself a drink while I try to catch my breath. Finn pulls out of my mouth. I look up at him with my watery eyes.
“How are we doing this?” Finn turns to Drew. “You just want us anywhere or do you have a plan?”
Drew smiles as I press myself up to stand. His cum leaks down my thigh. My skin is hot.
“You want to be overwhelmed with cock like the whore you are?” His question should make me quiver with shame, but instead, it makes me straighten.
“Yes.” My fingers dance against my thighs. I’m keyed up and so ready to fuck them all.
Drew takes a sip, still fully clothed from our date. He looks devilishly handsome. All that’s left on my body is the choker. My hairstyle held, but a few additional strands fall around my shoulders.
“I got her warmed up for you guys.” He takes a sip and winks at me. “I figured you’d just fall on her like animals.”
“Not quite animals.” Dante stands and discards his clothes.
Wyatt still sits with his hands clasped between his knees, looking at Drew. I swallow. Maybe he’s not in the mood to play tonight. Just because my libido has finally kicked into overdrive doesn’t mean his has. Maybe he doesn’t want the audience.
Dante rounds the couch to me, gloriously naked. Fuck, it’s hard to remember a time when I hadn’t seen all of him.
I bite my lip as he draws me in close and tips my chin up.
“What’s your safe word, pip?”
Oh, fuck. I swallow hard and he watches my throat work. My pussy clenches. “Mercy, boss.”
“If you need things to pause?” Finn rounds the couch and stands at my side. His cock hard and straining.
“Yellow.” My insides are on fire.
He smiles and cups my cheek. “What if you can’t talk?”