Barred (11 page)

“Frederick’s of Hollywood.”

“Let’s go Jon,” he huskily demands, pushing her through the door.  “Fuck!  That is sexy!”

“Damn right it is,” Jonathon says while he walks into the room behind them, shutting the door and pulling his clothing off completely.  The look in his eyes is predatory and full of lust, which empowers Kimberly in a way she isn’t used to. 

“I’m glad you like it,” she replies shyly.

“Baby, I love it.”

Jonathon walks over to her while Emerson slides his hands over the nipples covered only by the flower stickers.   Jonathon slaps her ass, reaching between her legs, feeling her arousal already running like a waterfall.

“I’m going to fuck this pussy so good. I want you to scream so fucking loud,” he breathes into her ear, gripping her hair, pulling her hair back enough to nip at her neck.  As he nips at her neck, Emerson kneels in front of her, his mouth sucking over the stickers covering her breasts.  He grabs her leg, pulling it over his shoulder as he looks into her eyes.  He leans his head forward to smell the essence of her arousal before running his tongue up the length of her soaking wet pussy. 

“God, that is decadent,” he murmurs, licking her slit a few more times before standing before her.  She watches as he slowly takes his shirt and shorts off of his ripped body.  Her mouth starts to water as she watches the Adonis in front of her putting on a show. Just as she is about to step forward to reach out and touch him, she feels hands on her waist, and the tip of Jonathon’s cock at her entrance.  He slams into her with one fluid thrust, making her fall forward with the momentum.  Emerson catches her, locking her hair in his fingers, just as he did the night before.  He leans into her, his eyes never leaving hers, locking his lips with hers.  Their tongues fight for control, as he plunders her mouth. Claiming her, just as Jonathon claims her in another way.  Just as she feels the release building inside of her, Jonathon pulls out of her. 

“Kimberly,” he whispers into her ear. “I’m curious, how you feel about having one of us in your ass?” As he says the words, she instantly goes rigid.  He sighs behind her, but doesn’t push it.  “Okay, we don’t have to do that today, but one day I want to be there.  I want to have every part of you,” he huskily adds before taking a nip out of her ear.  He turns her to face him while Emerson slams into her from behind.  The invasion leaves her breathless but wanting more while she stares into the eyes of the other Adonis in front of her.  She isn’t sure when this dream became reality but the last coherent thought she had of the night, was that she never wanted to wake up. 

Two weeks later, Kimberly is back at work, getting back into her routine.  She smiles and plays with the kids as they sit in the big sitting room.  Each kid is sitting in a huge circle playing duck, duck, goose since the rain is pouring outside. 

“So, how is your dilemma going?” Sarah asks while they watch all the kids playing.

“It’s going, the guys aren’t really saying much about my case to me. I think they are afraid I’ll quit putting out,” she replies laughing.

“I like them, they seem to bring out the best in you,” her sister says, the smile showing her sincerity. 

“I do too,” she says sadly.

“You love them?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“I’m your sister.  Everything is obvious to me, especially when aunt flow comes to town,” she laughs.

“I do, I don’t know what to do.”

“Tell them.”

“They’d run screaming. They don’t do love, or commitment.”

“They committed to this arrangement with you.”

“Sarah,” she rolls her eyes, begging her sister to drop it. 

“Miss Kimbawy,” a little blonde haired girl says, pulling at Kimberly’s shirt.

“What is it, Addison?”

“I gots to go potty,” the little girl says, holding between her legs.

“Oh gosh, come on,” Kimberly says while picking her up.  She jogs to the bathrooms near the entrance of the daycare. “Addison, what did Ms. Kimberly tell you about having to potty?”

“Not to wait until I have too.”

“That’s right,” she says, sitting the little girl on the floor, watching her hop to the toilet.  After Addison does her business and washes her hands, they make their way back to the other kids.

“I sowwy I almost had an accident, Miss Kimbawy,” Addison says looking down at the floor.

Kimberly instantly stops and drops to her knees, grabbing the little girls hands.  “Baby, it happens, but you need to let us know if you have to potty before your poor little bladder explodes.” 

“My bwadder will expwode?” She asks, her eyes wide as saucers.

“Not really, I just meant before you potty on yourself,” Kimberly replies, trying to not laugh.

“Thank you for bwinging me to the bathwoom.”

“You’re welcome, now let’s go play Duck, Duck, Goose,” Kimberly responds and takes her hand while Addison pulls her into the room. 

The sight before her, sends Kimberly’s heart into overdrive. Running around the room is none other than one of the men who has invaded her thoughts. Jonathon is chasing a little boy around the huge circle, but just before he can catch Patrick, he sits down in his spot. 

“You gotta sit in the middle til someone else takes your spot Mr. Jonathon,” Hannah says giggling. 

“Aww man,” Jonathon says playfully and shuffles into the center like someone has kicked his puppy.  He smiles when his eyes meet Kimberly.  She matches his smile, her heart growing a little bigger in her chest while she watches him interacting with the very kids she has come to love.  After ten minutes, he is finally able to get out of the circle.  He walks to her, and it could just be her imagination, but the flare in his eyes makes him look like he is a predator.

“Hi,” she says breathlessly.

“Good afternoon,” he smiles.

“What are you doing here?”

“I was going to see if my beautiful girlfriend wanted to go out to dinner with me.” 

“Oh, I suppose she might be able to.”

“Good, I need some alone time,” he smirks, kissing her.  “What time do you get off?”

“Now,” Sarah pipes in.  “Go on, I can stay and wait for everyone’s parents.  Enjoy dinner.”

“I like this one,” Jonathon says, pointing to Sarah.

“Good, she’s family,” Kim smirks.

“Night Sarah,” Jonathon winks at Kim and turns to look at Sarah.

“See ya again, real soon I’m sure.” 

Kimberly looks between the two of them with a confused look.  How in the hell did they know each other. 

“Quit acting like we have something going on, I just helped the man with a surprise for you a couple days ago,” Sarah says, putting her hands on her hips. 

Jonathon leads Kimberly outside and opens the passenger door of his car.  He kisses her deeper than he did earlier, smiling when her knees go weak. 

“Where are we going?” She questions while he slides into his seat behind the wheel.

“My place,” he murmurs.  “I have a surprise for you.” 

“Okay,” she says confused. 

Jonathon doesn’t really say much the rest of the way as he wonders if she will really like what he has planned for them. He pulls into the driveway of his home, cutting the engine. He takes a deep breath, getting out and walking in front of the car to open Kimberly’s door.  He leads her by the small of her back into the kitchen. She lets out an audible gasp, the sight overtaking her.  There are tons of flowers all over the kitchen, but the ones that catch her eyes the most are the Birds of Paradise that he has sporadically placed in all the orange and peach roses.  This must be what Sarah was talking about, because she never told either of the men that Birds of Paradise were her favorite flowers. Tears instantly fill her eyes as she realizes just how much he went through to do this for her.

“This is beautiful,” she says, turning to look at him.

“You haven’t even seen the best part,” he says, wiping the tears from her eyes.  He smiles, grabbing her hand, pulling her outside onto the patio. The only light, coming from the hot tubs recess lights in the bottom, the raindrops pounding a rhythm to serenade them.  “I figured we could eat out here, I’ll turn the light on and we can.”  He moves away from her, hitting the switch to the patio.

“Oh my God,” she says astonished, looking at the meal in front of her on the table.  There is a Cornish hen with roasted red potatoes and asparagus. “You did all this for me?”

“If I have you questioning it, I must not do a good enough job showing you how much I want you.”

“I just, I can’t believe this,” she says, kissing his cheek.  “This is amazing.”

“Just like you.  Now let’s eat,” he winks and leads her to the table.  “I didn’t spend all afternoon cooking this for it to be cold whenever it hit your taste buds.”

“You cooked this?” Kimberly asked shocked.

“Well, my pride just took a hit.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I think I love you,” she says then blushes, thinking she just ruined everything.  She is grateful when he plays it off like a joke.

“Well, everyone says a way to a man’s heart is his stomach, so maybe that works for a woman too.”

They eat in a companionable silence as the rain continues to fall over them.  Kimberly can’t remember the last time she was at such peace with everything around her, or when she had a meal this good. 

“That was amazing, Jonathon.” 

“Just like you,” he says, walking over to her.  He helps her stand before slowly sliding the t-shirt over her head.  “I have a surprise for dessert, but first let me turn this light off.  I don’t want the neighbors enjoying what is mine.” He winks, turning off the light before coming back to her.  He slides her pants down her legs and slowly removes her bra and thong. With each stroke of his fingers on her body, she feels like she is being bitten by ants—her body coming alive with his touch.  He kisses her before sliding his own clothes off. “Coming?”

She watches him as he turns, showing off the most perfect ass she has ever seen.  She follows him while he slowly slides into the heated water.  He reaches a hand out to help her in as she slides into the water.  “Oh, that feels amazing.” 

“I bet you’d feel amazing with me inside you too,” Jonathon adds huskily and instantly her channel is flooded in her arousal. 

“Oh, I agree,” she mutters, straddling him. He reaches under her, lining them up as she slides down on his cock. “Ohh!”

“Mmm, that feels like pure heaven,” he moans, reaching over the side of the tub and bringing something to her lips.  “Bite.”

Kimberly does as he asks, moaning as the chocolate and strawberry explode on her tongue.  She slowly rocks against his cock while he feeds her the rest of the dessert. He reaches over again, taking a piece of the pineapple he bought at the local fruit store.  Taking a bite as Kimberly continues to rock slowly on his cock, the water lapping around them as the juice runs down his chin.  Kimberly moans in pleasure, leaning down to lick the juice.

“Pineapple,” she moans as his dick hits her g-spot. “Another of my favorites.”

“I have a huge assortment of chocolate covered fruit over here, just for us,” Jonathon groans as she uses her muscles to clench him, making her already tight channel tighter. “Fuck baby. That feels amazing.” He reaches down after taking the last bite of the pineapple, grabbing her hips and helping her with her motion. As his hands help her set a rhythm, the fruit is soon forgotten.  Their moans fill the air along with the pouring rain, which hopefully muffles the noises coming from their mouths.  The last thing either of them would want would be the neighbors hearing the show going on in the hot tub. Kimberly starts to pick up speed as Jonathon rocks against her, water splattering on the concrete, mixing with the puddles of rain water. 

They both continue to grind against the other as they both work for the release building inside them. Jonathon reaches between the two of them and flicks Kimberly’s engorged clit, sending her over the brink, with him crashing down with her—both screaming their release into the night air. She smiles at him, trying to catch her breath.

“Best dessert ever,” she mumbles with him laughing into her chest. 

“Agreed.” He mutters, wrapping his arms around her, holding her for a bit.