Chapter 4
The next morning, a tingle runs through my body as I walk into the hotel’s spa. I’m already turned on and desperate to get a cock inside me tonight at the party. It’s going to be a long day.
The spa attendant has a warm smile. “Welcome, Jessica. We have a full day of pampering planned for you.”
I murmur my thanks as I follow her to the massage room. Maybe if I can relax my body, my brain will follow.
I undress and lay down on the massage table, covering myself with a sheet. There’s a small water fountain in the corner and the sound of a babbling brook plays low in the background. If anything is going to help me calm down before the party tonight, this should do the trick.
The masseuse enters the room, her hands coated in warm oil, and works her magic on my tense muscles. As she kneads my shoulders and back, my thoughts drift to the evening ahead. I imagine the taste of Zane’s thick cock filling my mouth and the sensation of him pounding into me.
“Feeling relaxed?” the masseuse asks, breaking me out of my reverie.
I sigh, hoping I don’t look flushed from arousal. “Very. Your hands are fantastic.”
As the massage continues, the masseuse works her way down to my legs, her expert fingers finding knots I didn’t even know I had. I groan in pleasure. This is the life. I need to book a massage more often.
I’m an odd mix of relaxed and horny. She isn’t turning me on, but just having someone’s hands massaging me while I have dirty thoughts about the party is more erotic than it should be.
Great, I’m turning into a lusty slut from lack of sex.
This is all Lucas’s fault. I push my carnal thoughts aside and focus on enjoying the pampering.
“Your session is complete,” the masseuse announces after some time. “I hope you enjoyed it.”
I’m feeling more relaxed, yet still charged with erotic energy. If I were Catholic, I’d probably need to confess for all the images in my head during the last 90 minutes.
I thank her and head off for my next appointment–a soothing facial followed by a mani\pedi. As the pink polish on my nails dries, I glance at the clock. It’s getting late, and I need to get ready for the party.
Back in our room, I slip into my midnight blue dress. The fabric clings to me, and I run my hands over my hips and down my thighs, imagining the hungry gazes of the guests at the party.
“Wow,” Lucas says, looking me up and down as he buttons his shirt. He’s dressed in black slacks and a white shirt that accentuates his broad shoulders and trim waist. I definitely have one sexy husband.
He gives me a long kiss. “You look absolutely stunning.”
“You clean up pretty well yourself.”
He saw me in this dress just the other day, but his appreciative gaze still turns me on. As we share an inviting smile, my body buzzes with anticipation. I can’t wait to see what happens at a sex party.
Lucas extends his hand to me as we prepare to leave our hotel room. His eyes dance with desire. “Ready?”
I take his hand, feeling the familiar warmth of his touch. “More than ready,”
We make our way down to the lobby, where Zane is waiting for us.
He’s dressed casually, but with a sexy edge that makes my heart race.
A black leather jacket hangs effortlessly over a crisp white shirt that clings to his muscular chest. His jeans fit him like a glove, emphasizing his powerful thighs.
Completing his bad-boy ensemble are a pair of black boots that add an air of danger to his overall appearance.
“Hey, you two,” Zane greets us, his blue eyes smoldering as he takes in my dress. “Looking good.”
I try to keep my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach. “Thanks. You look great too.”
“Shall we?” Lucas suggests, gesturing for us all to step outside.
A black limousine pulls up to the curb, its polished exterior gleaming under the setting sun.
As we climb in, I admire the interior—leather seats, a fully stocked bar, and mood lighting set the stage for a night of indulgence.
Whoever it is who invited us to this party, they sure know how to treat their guests right.
The drive to Casa Del Grande Toro is nothing short of breathtaking.
The sun casts a warm glow across the sky, painting it in shades of orange and red before transitioning to a deep purple.
I can already tell it’s going to be a phenomenal night.
The evening air is balmy, carrying with it the gentle scent of sea breeze and the distant hum of cicadas singing their nightly serenade.
As we approach the mansion, a cast iron gate swings open to reveal the sprawling property. We pass by a pristine tennis court on our left, nestled among lush greenery and towering palm trees that sway gently in the light wind.
“Wow.” I take in the stunning view as our limousine comes to a stop in a spacious courtyard. The one-story, white mansion before us is a masterpiece of modern architecture. Its elegant lines and expansive windows complement the gardens and breathtaking ocean view.
Lucas grins at me and squeezes my hand. “Ready for a night you’ll never forget?”
“God, yes.” I can feel my pussy grow even more wet. I can’t wait to explore the depths of pleasure with these two sexy men by my side.
“Let’s go then,” Zane says, leading the way as we step out of the limo.
“Welcome to Casa Del Grande Toro.” A tall, handsome man in a sharp black and white tuxedo greets us as we step out of the limo. His warm smile reaches his eyes. “I’m called The Concierge. May I have your names, please?”
“Jessica, Lucas, and Zane,” I reply.
The Concierge nods and checks our names off a list. “Ah, yes, welcome. The guests are gathering on the lawn through the house. Please, make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the evening.”
“Thank you,” Lucas murmurs, guiding me towards the entrance with his hand resting gently on the small of my back. Anticipation builds with each step, making my pussy throb with need.
As we make our way through the opulent interior of the mansion to the party outside, I catch glimpses of couples engaged in intimate conversations.
Laughter and flirtatious banter echo through the air.
My heart thunders, and there’s a lightness in my step.
Soon I’ll be joining them in the hedonistic pursuits offered to all of us tonight.
“Hey, I’m going to grab some food and drinks. Would you like anything?” Zane asks. His sexy voice fuels a fire deep inside my core.
“No, thank you,” I respond, my mind already wandering to the deliciously vulgar things I want him to do to me. As he walks away, I admire his ass as I think about his thick cock filling me up completely.
I exchange pleasantries with a nearby couple while trying to keep my lascivious thoughts at bay. They introduce themselves, two fellow first-time attendees who seem just as giddy as I am.
“Isn’t this place amazing?” the wife gushes, her eyes wide with enthusiasm. “We’ve never been to anything like this before.”
I feel a tingle of connection with her. “Neither have we. I can’t wait to see what the night has in store for all of us.”
As I mingle among the partygoers, my eyes suddenly fall upon a stunning woman who takes my breath away.
She’s a gorgeous blonde, her long locks cascading down her back like a golden waterfall.
A green one-shoulder dress clings to her slender frame, leaving little to the imagination.
The daring slit running up her thigh reveals tantalizing glimpses of her smooth skin each time she moves.
“Whoa,” I mutter under my breath, unable to tear my eyes away from her. This place definitely has eye candy of all sexes.
“See something you like?” Lucas whispers into my ear, and I practically hum at him.
I don’t want to admit that the sight of this beautiful woman makes me consider batting for the other team for a change. I’ve never slept with another woman, but that green dress on her makes me think twice about it.
I blow him a kiss and give him a mysterious, “Maybe.”
My attention is drawn to a sexy guy standing across the lawn.
He reminds me a little of Zane with a sexy bad-boy vibe.
He’s wearing a linen blazer, white Henley, and denim jeans, his chiseled features framed by tousled dark hair.
Intricate tattoos snake up his muscular arms, hinting at a wildness beneath the surface.
His intense gaze is locked on the blonde in the green dress, his hungry eyes filled with an unspoken yearning that makes my desire flare even hotter.
Shit, I wish someone would look at me that way.
“You like the look of him?” Lucas nibbles on my neck playfully.
“It’s always good to window shop,” I shoot back, trying to keep my voice light despite the way my heart races at the thought of exploring what that guy could do to me.
Oooh, hell, or maybe he AND Zane could fuck me at the same time. I’d love to be the meat in that sandwich. Lucas said that I’d be fucking multiple people tonight. A girl can dream.
The party buzzes around me, guests mingling and laughing as they sip their cocktails and sample hors d’oeuvres.
The air is thick with anticipation, the unspoken promise of carnal delights hanging heavy like an alluring perfume.
As much as I try to focus on the lively atmosphere, my thoughts keep drifting back to Zane, his rough hands and dominating presence.
“Imagine how wet you’re going to be by the time someone fucks you tonight,” Lucas whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I hope you get fucked so hard you won’t be able to walk straight for days.”
“Lucas!” Heat floods my cheeks. He’s not usually this vulgar. I love it.
“Sorry, love,” he smirks, clearly not sorry at all. “Just trying to help paint the picture for later tonight.”