Chapter Fourteen
brIELLE
Was Chris this kind to everyone he met, or was he flirting with me? I watched as Jameson’s jaw ticked when Chris was talking to me. We got to the club, and it was really a club environment, I’m not sure what I was expecting. It was more outside feeling to it, but with a roof, and half stone walls so the view to the lake was not obstructed.
“I’ll grab us drinks,” Chris told Jameson and me.
“Finally, we’re alone, and I can do this.” Jameson caressed one cheek as he kissed me. The kiss was deep, and I wondered if he was showing Chris his dominance. I wasn’t sure, it was the vibes I was getting. I knew Jameson wasn’t jealous of Chris, but something bothered him.
“You mad Chris was flirting with me?” I crossed my legs as we sat on a bench.
“You noticed that, huh?”
“I did. And you have nothing to worry about. No matter how rich and good looking…”
Jameson’s eyebrows rose. “You think he’s good looking?”
I cocked my head. “Yes. Who wouldn’t notice?”
Chris appeared with drinks, and he passed them to us. “I’m going to greet guests. Guys get up and dance. Come on,” he teased.
I smiled as I stood waiting for Jameson to stand. “There’s only you Jameson. Okay?”
“Okay.”
I pulled on his hand so he’d get up and dance with me. “Don’t act like you can’t dance.”
He finally smiled and moved his body to the music.
“Every guy here is checking you out, and they are just waiting for me to leave you alone for a moment,” he shouted so I could hear.
“Stop it, Jameson. I’m only looking at you, I don’t care about anything else.”
After a few upbeat songs, a slow song came on. My arms reached around Jameson’s neck, and his hands rested on my ass. “Can’t wait to undress you,” he whispered. “I’m getting hard thinking about it.”
I planted my lips onto his and kissed him passionately until I heard Chris ask, “Can I cut in?” I went to protest because I didn’t want Jameson feeling some type of way, but he separated from me. “I’ll get drinks refills.”
I put my arms around Chris’s neck as we slow danced. His hands remained respectful so I was glad about that. “How did you meet Jameson?”
“Work. His mom hired me to get him in shape to take over the company.”
“That’s what you do for work? Are you whipping him in shape?”
“I am.” I smiled, then asked, “What do you do?”
“I’m in tech.”
That explained why he was so rich. Maybe even richer than Jameson or close to it.
“Are you guys a thing?” he asked. Gah, his green eyes were intense, even in a dark club.
“It’s complicated.”
Chris chuckled. “It always is with him.”
“What do you mean?”
“He’s just a complicated man, he never got to have a normal childhood, when he turned eighteen, he let loose and enjoyed everything he could.”
I laughed. “He was a slut.”
Chris laughed heartedly with his head tilted back. “I guess you could say that.”
“Mmhmm. I heard the same about you,” I retorted.
“Touche, my love. But right now, Jameson is the luckiest man here.”
The song ended, and it couldn’t have ended sooner.
My eyes met Jameson’s as I watched Chris walk over and whisper something to him. After realizing he’d been watching us from a bench, I walked over to him, sat on his lap, and took one drink he was holding.
“What were you two talking about?” he asked.
I put my arm across his shoulders. “You.”
“Me? What about me?”
“Ah, he just asked how we met, what I do for work, what he does, if you and I are together, male sluts.”
“Hmm. Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
I laughed.
The night was winding down, and everyone was leaving, thanking Chris for inviting them. All that was left was the three of us.
The DJ packed up his equipment, bid us goodnight, and Chris walked over and turned on the stereo. He grabbed bottled beer and came over and passed me and Jameson one.
“Cheers.”
“Cheers.” Chris’s eyes locked on mine as he took a long sip of his Stella Artois beer.
Then I watched the two men exchange a look, I wasn’t sure what it was about, and I was afraid to ask.
“Did you ask her?” Chris asked Jameson, and I swallowed a hard lump.
“Ask me what?” I wanted clued in on what was happening.
“I already told him; you wouldn’t be down for it.”
“Well, let me be the judge of that.”
Jameson looked at me with a ‘you don’t want to know.’
“Well?”
“Have you ever been with two men before?”
I practically spit my drink out.
“Can’t say I have.” I placed a hand on my hip. “Is this something you’ve done before?”
A devilish grin spread across Jameson’s face, and before I could get answers, Jameson was already closing the distance between us as he locked his lips onto mine. I think my heart was in my butt. Chris came behind me, swept my hair out of the way, and kissed my neck. I felt my nipples immediately stand at attention, and wetness pooled in my thong.
“What do you say, love?” Chris asked as Jameson looked at me for an answer.
“We can stop now,” Jameson assured me. “It’s okay if you don’t want to.”
We were already making out, might as well see how this goes. “This is a one-time thing,” I scorned them. It wouldn’t hurt to see what this was about.
“Okay.”
Chris’s hard length pressed against my ass, and from there, his hands were grazing up my chest, then he squeezed my tits together. Chris found the zipper to my dress and slowly unzipped it.
Jameson removed my bra, and I stood there with just a thong on and high heels. “Fuck.” I hurriedly worked on Jameson’s shirt and heard Chris removing his clothes behind me. The sound of his zipper caused me to swallow a hard lump.
Jameson stood with his clothes off, and his cock stood at attention. He sat on the bench with his legs spread wide, and I leaned down so my ass was sticking out. As I took his cock in my mouth, Chris’s hand palmed my ass, then he slowly pulled my thong down.
I was sure I was soaked and already about to combust as my pussy throbbed with need. I circled my tongue around Jameson’s shaft and felt Chris’s finger inside me, which caused me to moan. Jameson moved my hair out of the way, and I locked eyes with him as I continued sucking.
Before Jameson could come, he pulled me up, sat me in his lap so my pussy was facing Chris. Jameson put two fingers inside me to soak them with my juices, then put his fingers in my mouth, then Chris got on his knees, taking my nipples into his mouth, lightly biting down. The sensation coursed through my whole body. Chris stuck his tongue out and was licking my pussy while Jameson groped my tits and kissed my neck.
My hands gripped Chris’s hair as he went to town on my pussy, inserting a finger, then two pumping in and out.
Chris leaned up and kissed my mouth while Jameson’s hand circled my pussy. I was almost begging with need.
“How bad do you want a cock inside you?” Chris asked with a devilish grin.
I could hardly breathe. “Really bad,” I whimpered.
Jameson had me lay down on the bench, it was wide enough for him get on it. He rubbed his cock around my pussy, soaking the head of his cock. Chris stood, and I saw how thick his cock was. My tits bounced as Jameson thrusted inside and out.
“Suck his cock,” he told me with dark eyes.
Chris got closer, and I placed my mouth on his cock, and it filled my mouth.
“Fuck yeah,” Chris groaned.
I was taking as much as I could, deep in my mouth.
Jameson reached a hand down, and while thrusting inside me, his fingers played with my pussy. Chris pulled his length out of my mouth, and he put a condom on. Fuck, this was gonna hurt.
Jameson pulled out, and he switched places with Chris. Chris slowly worked his cock inside me.
“You like being our slut don’t you, Bri?” Jameson asked as he stroked himself.
“Yes.”
“Not gonna come until you do,” Chris announced to me.
“Already so close,” I whispered while watching Jameson stroke himself, I reached up with my hand to help him. He and I locked eyes, and I screamed out. “Oh God, I’m coming!” My body bucked and began to shake from the orgasm coursing through me.
“Hold it tight, baby,” Jameson said. His cum spilled onto my chest, he bent down to kiss my lips, and Chris was thrusting harder and faster.
“So fucking hot. Oh. Fuck!” Chris grunted.