Bones
Fuck.
I hated Mondays. Today was one of those days.
Apparently, while I’d been gone helping Scar across the country, none of the dumbasses I’d hired to run any of my businesses could count.
When I should have been home getting my dick sucked by the hot CNA I’d hired, me and my gunshot wound to the leg were on tour so to speak, visiting all my investments.
We were finishing weekly inventory. A mundane task. At least it’d be right this week.
Today, I was at the Blue Parrot, my baby. The first bar I’d opened. I sent the management home since they were good for nothing but robbing me blind. When I finished counting liquor and entering it in, I decided to take a break.
Surfing the internet, looking for something to wet my appetite, I came up short.
I hated to look at another man’s dick. Oh, yeah.
I took out my phone and imported my pictures and videos into my personal files.
I wanted to watch this on a bigger screen.
Just last week, I’d filmed Cowboy and I double teaming a woman outside of El Paso.
I don’t think he even noticed me setting up my phone since he’d disappeared to lube up.
What a treat. Suzy’s body trembled as she stripped bare.
Curly caramel hair, two round emerald eyes, a perky nose, perky breasts that were perfect handfuls and a chunky butt—damned near perfect.
Although her petite body moved a little awkwardly, her eyes held so much…
I didn’t want to say fear. There was more than just fear.
Anticipation, yeah, that was a better way to put it.
In her eyes sparkled a honied mix of nerves and curiosity.
She closed her pretty eyes as I moved to touch her.
As I watched my finger glide down her body between her breasts, I remembered she wasn’t a stripper at all but planned to strip for the first time the next night because she needed the money.
I also recalled what it felt like, needing money, although that hadn’t been my reality for a very long time.
I had more money than I’d ever need. Hell, Suzy had only come back to the hotel room with us because I bought her.
You’d be surprised what money can buy.
Nothing surprises me anymore.
Well, almost nothing. Suzy, she surprised me.
Back on the video, Cowboy and I stripped off our clothes to reveal our muscular frames as she danced for us.
I’d caught her noticing me then and watched the scene replay.
Her pretty eyes were on me. Who could blame her?
Cowboy, he was alright but just didn’t compare.
Next to him, clearly, I was the man, my physique coming from a life of hard work on my father’s farm.
It’s not that he wasn’t a big man, I was just Viking sized.
Suzy, she was all softness. Focusing on the video, I watched her descend to her knees.
Her soft lips wrapped around my long, thick rod.
Cowboy disappeared again. I remembered enjoying being alone and thinking I needed to take it easy on her.
She was so gentle with me. I knew she’d never be able to take what I did to most women’s throats.
Curving her hand around the rest of my dick, she pumped as she sucked.
I watched me reach around to touch the soft caramel hair that lined her snatch.
Soft like she’d never shaved it before. So innocent.
I couldn’t tell from the video, but I knew I’d gotten my finger wet.
There it is. The moment when it happened.
She squirmed. And that’s when I shot a load in her mouth.
Not expecting it, her eyes widened. Her cheeks puffed out like a cartoon chipmunk.
Too bad Cowboy was back expecting her to suck his dick next.
She protested for a moment. Cowboy grabbed her by the hair.
I hit the back of his head, and he let go.
On her hands and knees, she hadn’t started milking Cowboy.
I spread her legs and went below. She gasped when I touched her little honey trap with my tongue.
I remembered breathing her in. I loved pussy.
Suzy had been dripping wet, her pussy clenching around my tongue inside her.
Fuck—I hadn’t noticed while I ate her pussy, but Cowboy had gotten his phone out, too.
I watched him guide her head down to take his cock in her mouth as he filmed her overhead.
I’ll be damned. He reached over and laid his phone against the lamp on the nightstand when I’d gotten to my knees to fingerfuck her sweet hole.
Thinking of taking her then, I’d positioned myself right behind.
Her head bounced over Cowboy’s prick, but her ass shoved against me until my cock kissed her pink pucker.
All while my long arm curved around her, my fingers moved inside her, stroking her walls.
Gently, I moved, my dick sliding between her soft ass cheeks.
Then I drew my fingers out of her pussy, licked one and glided it into her tight little asshole.
Cowboy had already called the backdoor. He wasn’t quite as hung as me.
I wasn’t being cocky. I’d beat him in a literal dick measuring contest before.
Seriously. A good thing for her, but damn, I’d wanted her to myself all of the sudden.
“Oh,” Suzy gasped, moving away, a bit from me. More from cowboy. I don’t think she wanted another mouthful.
“Fucking, tease,” I’d said to her, but in a wistful tone.
“Hey, that’s mine.” Cowboy noticed me cozying up to her ass. He switched positions, quick, ready to go since he hadn’t come down her throat like I had.
I laid down, and we moved Suzy until she was straddling my waist and lying on my chest, her breasts smashed against me. I couldn’t tell by the angle, but I know I squeezed them titties and played with her hardening peaks.
“Are you ready for this?” I’d asked her. My cock was ready, thinking about gliding into her wet pussy, tighter with Cowboy inside of her too.
“You’re not both going to be inside me at once, are you?”
“He’s going in back, and I’m right here.” The head of my dick poked her.
“I didn’t agree to this.”
“What do you think fuck us both at once meant?” Cowboy asked from behind her.
She squirmed on top of me. I felt the urge now just like I did then, I wanted to hold her down, slam into her pussy with or without Cowboy.
Recalling that the fear in her eyes grew, my cock throbbed in my pants.
“You’ve done anal before?”
“A few times. An ex-boyfriend.”
Fuck, I’d missed out. “You backing out?”
“No, I need the money.” I recalled her expression. Her eyes held more worry then fear.
I remembered ignoring her face because her warm, wet snatch called.
Entering her little by little until I’d plugged her, I still hung out.
Nothing unusual. My hands slid down to her tiny waist, and I steadied her for Cowboy.
She bit her lip as Cowboy came in from behind and went up her ass.
I’d felt him too, tightening Suzy even more around my shaft.
The friction had been amazing. Suzy’s eyes were watering, blinking before me.
Cowboy was giving her an asspounding. I would’ve been a lot gentler.
That’s when Suzy surprised me.
Not thinking she was enjoying it, Suzy getting off, got me off almost instantly.
That wasn’t the surprising part. It was what happened when Cowboy hauled off and left.
I was still inside her when she started crying.
I wrapped my arms around her and held her, kissed her forehead consoling her.
What had surprised me was the feelings she’d stirred in me.
I didn’t let her leave. I didn’t want her to go.
“Just lay here,” I offered. Her head fell against my chest, her tears soaking it. I put the sheet over us. “Shh, it’s going to be alright.” The video stopped long before we fell asleep. I knew that in the morning she was long gone.
I would’ve gone after a woman who’d stirred such rare emotions in me if I hadn’t had shit to do. I couldn’t believe she just left without a word. She was a bad girl. If I hadn’t been shot in the leg, I’d have gone to find her already. She needed to be punished.
Now my dick ached. I switched on a head set and called out, “Hey, honey, come to the office.”
“Is something wrong?” The pretty blonde waitress asked when she opened the door.
I’d already forgotten her name, so I called her by a name I liked. “Suzy, come over here a spell. We need to talk.”
“Why are you calling me Suzy? What wrong?” She asked me, her voice sounding troubled as she strutted over. When she reached me, she stood there smiling. Waiting.
I remembered now how pleasant she was. Always willing to please.
I moved slowly, wrapping my big hand around her tiny wrist. “You've been a bad girl,” I announced, my face and voice expressionless.
Then swiftly before she could reply, I yanked her down over my knee.
“You've been a bad girl,” I said again in a hardened voice and swatted her ass.
“Oh,” she squeaked.
Pleased that she wasn’t protesting too much, yet, I gently slapped her ass a few more times. “You've been a very bad girl,” I repeated.
“Bones, what's this about?” She whined.
“Sir,” I corrected her.
“What?” She asked confused since no one called me sir or mister. Although, I was the boss, I’d always been okay with just being called Bones.
“You, my dear, from now on will call me sir.” I slapped her ass a bit harder this time.
“Yes sir,” she said, giggling.
Oh, this was right where I wanted her. By her, I meant Suzy.
“Bad girls get spanked,” I said through my teeth.
Friskily, she wiggled about, her ass jiggling.
"Suzy, I’m serious,” I growled, drawing her skirt up and over her backside. A pair of white lace panties laid before me. Ones just like Suzy had worn that one night in Texas. I sucked in a breath. “Why are you wearing these?” I asked her in a firm voice.
“My undies? I usually wear a thong, but I was wearing a skirt, so…”