22. Adelaide
ADELAIDE
I laid in my bed that night, alone, thinking about what all this meant for me.
Because of my history I had to decide how to proceed.
This is precisely why I didn’t have relationships.
If there was anything beyond a hookup, the press and gossip columns were on me like stink on shit.
It was so frustrating and anyone I even attempted to date got intimidated and left.
My phone vibrated next to me. Who could that possibly be?
Vance: Good night Adelaide.
Instant chills. Somehow he’d made me get turned on by my own name.
Me: Good night, sir *wink emoji*
I typed out my response, then another message came in from Tyson. I know they were all worried about me but fuck. I just wanted to sit and wallow in my self pity.
Tyson: Good night Lemon
Then the warmth of thinking about Tyson’s voice flooded over me. They weren’t quite opposites, but definitely different kinds of satisfaction.
Me: Good night Ty *blue heart*
Sophia: Good night bitch
And now I was laughing. Jesus, my life was crumbling.
Nope…wrong word. Shifting. This could be a good shift but I needed to decide if it was worth my trouble and theirs.
Them. Both of them. I wanted both. I didn’t want to choose but is that just something I read about or did people do that in real life?
Then my brain really started to run with the idea. I slid my hand up my shirt and cupped my breast. Thinking about how Tyson touched me and kissed me. Playing with the piercings that they both seemed to love as much as I did.
Then how Vance would boss Tyson around. I could just imagine it. Telling him how to touch me and where. Vance would sit back and watch the entire thing happen.
Just on that alone I slid my other hand down into my pajama shorts, I was soaked. I jumped when my phone vibrated again.
Vance: Are you thinking about me?
How did he know? What the fuck, why not answer honestly? My finger hovered over the keyboard when the next message came in quickly.
Vance: Answer me Adelaide.
Me: I’m thinking about you and Tyson fucking me.
Vance: Fuck.
Then my phone rang for a video call. Jesus. Was I really about to do this? Yes. Yes I was.
“Don’t talk.” He started with. I gulped. “Turn on your light in your room.” I flipped through my apps and turned on the overhead light. “Better. Phone on the nightstand in the phone holder facing the bed.”
I opened my mouth, then shut it again. This was really happening and I wanted it to. I put my phone on the charging stand and faced it towards the bed.
“You're so obedient even when I’m not there. Damn Adelaide.” I heard him move and he mimicked me. “See how I’m sitting.”
“Yes.” He was sitting on the edge of his bed with his legs open and cock on display towards the camera. I gulped. “Yes sir.”
“Good girl. I didn’t have to correct you. You're doing so well already.” He leaned back and pumped his cock up and down a couple times. “Now, sit how I am. I want to see you touch yourself.”
I felt like an idiot scrambling across my bed and lining myself up so he could see.
When I glanced back at the camera he leaned forward and raked his hands down his face.
His control was as thin as mine right now.
“Adelaide, listen to me carefully. Tell me what you were fantasizing about, but do not touch yourself. Sit up, put your hands on your thighs where I can see them.”
I was shocked. I thought we’d have this moment where we’d get off at the same time but this was far better. “Adelaide, do you hear me? Under no circumstances do you touch yourself until I tell you to.”
“Y-es. I hear you.” I rolled my neck and put my hands on my thighs.
“Now, tell me what you were going to touch yourself with. What were you thinking about?” His voice filled all of my senses.
“I was going to get out my vibrator.”
“Continue, Adelaide.” I looked at him again on my phone screen and he was slowly stroking himself up and down. I wanted to touch myself so badly. He was so fucking hot.
“I imagined you sitting in the corner of my room, at the desk chair in the corner. I would be kneeling on the bed with Tyson behind me. I would be impaled by his pierced cock and you would be telling him what to do.” My voice started to strain.
Between the picture my brain had painted and watching Vance start to jerk himself off I just wanted relief.
“Keep going. What would I tell Tyson to do?”
“You’d tell him to pinch my nipples.” I itched to touch them as I said it. “You’d tell him when to thrust and how hard. You’d tell him to kiss my neck.”
“Show me where with your right hand.” He said sternly. “Only show me where you’d want to be kissed.”
I trailed my fingertips up my torso between my breasts, thinking about where Tyson would be able to kiss me in the scenario that I’d created.
I moved my hair, and traced my fingers along my shoulder and up my neck behind my ear.
“What then Adelaide? What will happen next?” His voice broke me out of my trance.
“Put your hand back on your thigh.” Fuck.
I was hoping to get some kind of contact.
“You’d tell him to fuck me.” I said quietly. Hoping I could manipulate the situation so that I could reach for my vibrator and finally find some relief.
Vance stopped pumping his cock and leaned forward again. “Did you try to trick me?” He said menacingly.
“N-no sir.” I muttered. Goddamn he was too smart.
“I think you did. Adelaide, be honest with me. Did you think you’d get to come if you set up the next demand to be fucking?” He was back to stroking his cock and I was drooling.
“Y-yes.” I managed to get out. Starting to feel like an errant child.
“Now you get to hear my side of the story seeing as you took some liberties.” He went back into the perfect position that had me soaked.
“You would be kneeling on the bed, facing me in the corner. Tyson’s cock would be buried in you to the hilt, but I wouldn’t let either of you move.
No kissing, no thrusting, no clit stimulation. Do you know why I would do that?”
I couldn’t answer, my mouth felt dry and I was sincerely trying to stay in the moment but the tone of his voice was starting to stress me out.
“I would do that because neither of you would get to come in this scenario because you tried to make it work in your favor and that’s not how this works.
” I watched, gaping mouth as he jerked harder on his cock, then the most sexy moan came from his chest and he finished in his hand. “You won’t do that again will you?”
“No.” I said defeated.
He leaned back to the camera and a devious smile came across his face. “Good night Addy.” He ended the call.
Me: Fuck you Vance.
I couldn’t stop myself from sending the message.
I was so annoyed. At myself. I should have known he’d take care of me.
I should have known he’d take the fantasy and lead it the way I wanted, I didn’t need to control the situation.
He had it. I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, with my palms on my thighs.
I slammed my phone down and laid down. I couldn’t get off even if I wanted to out of spite.
To prepare for the day, I got up early and made coffee. I knew there were reporters outside, if not at my home they’d be at the office. On public property. Where they couldn’t be arrested for trespassing.
I stared at the messages from Vance and Tyson. Both saying good morning. I didn’t want to draw attention to them, but I also wanted to see them again. I decided to stop and grab them coffee before going to work, after all, their gym was down the road from my place.
I didn’t know what they’d want, so I got two black coffees and creamer to go and an assortment of baked goods. I’d seen them eat, they could easily mow down everything I bought and ask for more.
After sitting in the parking lot, getting my head on right, I walked up to the door and used my hip to press the handicap button that automatically opened the door.
Blondie was sitting behind the desk, “Good morning!” She chimed, then her face fell. What was that about? I didn’t waste time thinking about it.
“Can you let me into Tyson’s office please?” I was balancing a drink carrier and a box of donuts.
“I’m sorry, I can’t let people back there that aren’t members.” She crossed her arms. Vance burst through the door.
“Addy!” His delicious voice melted me instantly. “I didn’t expect you this morning.” He winked. “Thought you’d be mad at me.”
“I’ll get you back.” I smirked, which made him smile wider. “Can you let me back to Tyson’s office to drop this stuff off?”
“I can do you one better, we can go to my office.” Vance turned to Blondie, “Can you please add Adelaide Byrnes to the list of people who can come back without a membership Ashley.” So that’s her name. She looked like an ‘Ashley’.
“Yes.” She said bitterly.
“Super, thanks.” He tapped the counter, then turned and opened the door for me. “How are you this morning?” Vance took the coffee tray out of my hand.
“I’m great. You?” I smiled up at him.
“Fantastic. This way.” He led me down a hallway and opened the door to a large office. “Set it anywhere.”
I put the donuts down. “I got black coffee and cream, I wasn’t sure…” When I turned around Vance was standing inches from me. He put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me into his chest and kissed me, hard. His other hand held my hips against his.
After a sexually charged minute, he leaned back slightly and rested his forehead on mine. “Damn woman. One date and I’m hooked.”
“Vance…” I breathed out.
“Don’t say my name like that. I don’t have the self control to not rip that silky top off and fuck your tits again.” Chills went down my spine. “Adelaide, did you like that?”
I could only manage a head nod yes. “Dear god, did you walk right out of every fantasy I’ve ever had?
” I still didn’t have anything to say. “Remember what I said?” I thought of all the dirty, panty melting things he said to me.
“I’d only be in charge of your room, but that generally applies to bedrooms and I want you to stay the night with me tonight.
I have so many fun things to try out on you. ”
“O-okay.” I managed to get out.
“But here, in this space, you can relax.” I’m not sure why I was waiting for him to say something. Not in a bad way, I just loved hearing what he had to say and demand out of me. The next kiss was softer, sweeter.
I turned around and pointed to the coffee, “I got two black coffees and cream. Not sure what you boys liked.” I heard him run his hands over the scruff on his face and then laugh.
“Thank you Addy.”
“Why are you laughing at me?” I didn’t totally appreciate the mocking feeling that I was getting from him.
He had a wry smile on his face. “Have you heard of conditioning?”
“What do you mean?” I sat down with my coffee on the couch in his office.
“I would liken it to Pavlov’s dog.”
“Okay…” Where was he going with this?
“When we went back to your place, I used Adelaide before setting up what I had in mind for you. But when I use Addy you relax.”
“You played me.” I was surprised I could be manipulated so easily.
“No, I saw an opportunity and took it silly girl.” The look on his handsome face could only be described as devilish.
“I’m not mad, actually impressed. This sounds insane but I think I need your kind of control in my life.” I needed someone to make decisions for me.
“Not insane at all and I’m happy to be of service.” The smile on his face turned me into a puddle.
There was a knock on the door and Ashley walked in. “Tyson’s here.” She slammed the door and walked out. Interesting.
“What’s her issue?” I couldn’t help but to ask about her, I was curious if either Vance or Tyson had slept with her. She sure was interested in them.
“She’s had a huge crush on Tyson and I forever. Neither one of us prefers leggy blondes, so we’ve remained indifferent to her.”
I would never admit it to the relief that came over me. At least not to them. Ashley was beautiful in a gym rat, cheerleader kind of way. “Quit thinking Adelaide.” Vance said in a low voice.
“I’m not thinking.” I said defensively.
“So you weren’t thinking of anything just now?” He smirked again. Dammit this man.
Tyson walked in, looked between Vance and I. “Hey big guy!” Vance jumped up and they man-hugged. It was as awkward as it sounds, but it had me wondering. I believe that Ashley wasn’t their type, but Vance and Tyson were definitely closer than they appeared.
Tyson narrowed his eyes on me. “Good to see you again Addy.”
“I brought coffee and donuts.” I motioned to Vance’s desk.
“Nice, thanks.” He took what he wanted and sat down next to me. “How are you today?” He leaned over and kissed my temple.
“I’m alright. Still incredibly frustrated about yesterday. I’m sorry I brought negative attention to your business.”
“Don’t even worry about it.” Another soft kiss. “I’ll deal with my shit. You don’t need to worry about us.” And I fully believe that he wouldn’t screw me over.
“Agreed. We can handle it.” Vance settled in on the other side of me.
The alarm went off on my watch, “I gotta head out.”
Tyson got up first, pulling me into a tight hug that made me melt. “It was really good to see you. Are you free tonight?”
I glanced at Vance who was watching me carefully, then I looked back at Tyson. “I am.”
“Dinner?” Tyson asked quickly, like he was trying to beat Vance to it.
“Yes please.” I leaned into him. Tyson was comforting in a way that I hadn’t had in my life for a long time.
He kissed me softly, testing the waters before I leaned into him and he took over. I heard a quiet groan from Vance’s side of the room. Tyson let me go and I stood in front of Vance. “Goodbye Adelaide.” He looked down his nose at me and smiled, fucking jackass.
I slapped his chest. “You said…”
“I know.” Then his face broke into a goofy smile and he picked me up, kissing me. “Talk to you later.” He winked and I finally had a moment to exit before I jumped both their bones.