Chapter Twenty-nine #3
“Oh… goo… Oh, fuck.” Matt jerks slightly as I bring him to orgasm with my hand, his cum coating my side. Blaine smears it across my abdomen before licking his fingers.
That image is going in my lady spank bank.
Blaine turns his attention back to my chest moving to the nipple on the other side closer to Matt. He shifts his body half onto mine as I wiggle trying to get him closer to my core.
Matt runs his hand over Blaine’s ass pulling him onto me further. I arch upwards to get some friction against his body, but Blaine only laughs briefly, “I don’t think you’re quite ready yet…”
Back to teasing.
He nips at my lower lip. Matt stands to grab something from the pocket of his wallet. He slides a condom on, and Blaine looks over with a wink. “Lube is in my suitcase… with a few other fun things.” I’m almost delirious in anticipation.
“B… please, please…” I lean up a bit to chase his mouth. “I want you so damn much.” There is an ache that needs quenching.
I watch Matt grab the lube before he climbs back onto the bed. His dick hard again and bobbing as he moves. He lays back next to me to lick my earlobe.
“Tell me what you want,” Matt whispers in my ear.
He has lube on his fingers. His hand slides to my backside, where Blaine has turned me to give Matt better access. The lube is warm that he glides over my asshole before he sticks a couple fingers in an inch.
“Ohhh… Aww… yes, oh that feels good. So good.”
Blaine fingers me after sliding my juices over my clit. All I want is to be filled up by them. I need to feel them inside of me.
The room door clicks, and a shot of panic hits me. We didn’t deadbolt the damn door.
“Ohhh... shit.” I push them both back as Hutton stands frozen near the door.
I make eye contact with him as his face transforms from blank to pained and back in the blink of an eye.
Blaine doesn’t cover himself, but Matt throws the comforter over his bottom half. “You should knock,” he says in irritation.
Smirking, Blaine addresses Hutton, “You’re welcome to join us. No spectators here.” He’s throwing a gauntlet down.
I want to jump in to tell Hutton that I’m sorry, but I stop myself. I want to see how this plays out. He’s made no attempt to hide his interest in me.
“Of course, you’re not going to let anyone touch you or touch anyone. But…”
Without any regard to being naked, Blaine struts to his luggage where he pulls out a plastic package that he rips open. Then whips the contents across the room at Hutton. Hitting him on the forehead.
“What the hell?” I say.
At the same time Matt says, “Jesus Christ.” I look at the floor to see an eight-inch purple dildo lying at Hutton’s feet. He hasn’t reacted at all.
He bends, picking it up like it’s diseased. Holding it up to eye level, he sneers at Blaine. “What would you like me to do with this?”
Blaine looks over at me and smiles. “That’s for Eden’s pleasure. What do you think you do with it?” I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. What’s he going to do? I’m so wet right now, that I feel it on my thighs.
Matt’s still covered next to me and he looks as perplexed as I am at the showdown between Blaine and Hutton.
Before I can open my mouth to say a word, Hutton drops the dildo then kicks it towards the door. “I wouldn’t need a hunk of plastic to make her feel good.”
He turns back to me like he’s debating something.
Then he grabs the fitted sheet of the bed with both his hands in fists, pulling the sheet down.
Along with me. Matt who rolls to a standing position with the comforter covering his groin, starts to speak cut off as I shriek in surprise.
I can’t tell if Hutton wants to break my neck or feel me.
Blaine steps towards us, like he thinks he needs to protect me. Matt grabs his arm and shakes his head. “He won’t hurt her.”
A vein has popped out in his neck, and I can’t tell if he’s trying to fight an urge to murder me or if it’s something else. “Hu-Hutton?” Standing up in front of him, naked, only a couple of inches from his well sculpted body.
I’m completely transfixed by him.
The stunning light green eyes, the beautiful face, then the juxtaposition of the scar on his neck. He looks down at me like I’m a problem to solve. I just want to touch him. “Earlier it looked like you remembered…” His voice trails off.
He leans in slightly and lowers his voice, “If you’re remembering anything keep it to yourself. Don’t tell anyone.”
He steps back, turning away from me slightly. In a cold voice he says, “I’m not in the mood to watch one of your orgies tonight.”
My heart cracks.
Just one more crack to add to the others that over time have been killing pieces of me.
“Your loss,” Blaine says with disdain as he pulls me back against him. “Fuck off, then, Matt can come see you when we’re done.”
Except, now I’m a heartbeat away from crying. Do I remember? Are those dreams I’ve been having, are they real? Because if they are… Hutton may have been my first love. The person that saved me from some unknown threat. And now he wants nothing to do with me.
“Hey.” Matt drops the comforter when Hutton leaves, coming to my side. “Hey… don’t let him get to you. His secrets have secrets. We can pick this back up later.”
At least I don’t need to explain that the encounter with Hutton destroyed the mood I was in. “If I don’t catch him while he’s willing to talk to me, I could miss the opportunity.” Matt explains, folding me close. “I need him to fill in the blanks.”