Changing His Game (22 page)

I close my eyes and turn my head away from Tawny while speaking. "Aren't you embarrassed to have me see this?"

"Puh-lease, almost everyone I know has already seen it, plus, I know you've got it bad for Jared. You can't tell me this isn't turning you on."

I look back at the screen and watch as all three of them are standing and the girls are pulling Jared towards the hot tub. The girls get in, laughing and touching each other erotically. Jared follows and sits on the ledge of the hot tub, his legs submerged under the water, but his erect cock still completely visible.

Tawny and Dorothy kneel before him, Tawny taking Jared completely in her mouth and Dorothy licking and sucking Jared's balls. His grunts and groans make my nipples hard and I watch as his head falls back. The girls are relentless, licking and sucking. Dorothy's mouth joins Tawny's on Jared's dick and they both lick up and down his long cock, their tongues meeting at the head of his cock. Tawny and Dorothy start to make out as Jared lowers his body into the water, his mouth joining theirs. Three sets of lips, three tongues, bathing in each other.

Jared moves first. He positions Dorothy on the ledge of the hot tub now, spreading her legs with his hands, and letting his fingers spread her open wide. He then takes Tawny and bends her over so Tawny's mouth is level with Dorothy's pussy, and Tawny's ass is available for Jared to plunge into. Tawny wastes no time and starts to suck and lick Dorothy as Jared spreads Tawny from behind, and thrusts his dick inside her.

I've never seen a threesome before Jared, nor have I ever wanted to, but it's hard to move my eyes away from the image in front of me. The three of them move in such great synchronization, all three being pleasured in different ways. Jared's hands are on Tawny's hips and I watch as Tawny raises her hand to play with Dorothy's tits as she eats her out.

When Jared moves one of his hands under the water to play with Tawny's clit, I reach out and close the laptop. "Okay, that's enough."

"But you haven't even seen the best part."

"I've seen about all I can handle at the moment."

"Did it get you all hot and riled up?"

"Shut up!"

She laughs, "I knew it would. Loosen up, Chica. I just wanted to reminisce. I oddly miss doing porn. Hopefully Jared will let me jump right back in."

I feel a lump forming in my throat and I'm starting to feel even more uncomfortable than before. "You mean more movies with Jared? Tawny, if you do more scenes with him I can't know about it. I like him too much to know about it."

"Slow down, girl. I don’t think you have anything to worry about. Jared's having a hard enough time as it is doing scenes, there's no way we'll be doing a scene together anytime soon."

"He's having problems doing his scenes?"

"Yeah, listen Autumn. I love you and all, but I’m not allowed to talk about this stuff without Jared's permission. I signed a shit load of confidentiality agreements when I began working with him and I can’t afford to pay the consequence for divulging information I shouldn't. You understand."

I didn’t, I really didn’t, but I decide to drop it and at the perfect time, too. Jared and Kelly walk into the living room at that moment. I didn't even hear the front door open.

Jared spots Tawny and she gets up to give him a hug. He plops down on the couch next to me and then wraps his arm behind my shoulder, staking his claim on me.

It feels odd. Jared hasn't touched me like this consciously in a while. I don't know if he's threatened by Tawny or if he's trying to show Tawny he's unavailable, or both.

"So, what were you ladies up to while we were gone?"

"Ugh, I need a drink," Kelly says from behind me, frustrated.

"Oh, you know, Jare. We had some girl talk and then watched you, Dorothy, and me fuck."

My mouth drops open at Tawny's crass comment. I feel Jared's body tense beside me and I'm unsure how to react.

"You showed her that shit?"

"Don't get your designer boxers in a bunch, she liked it. Didn't you, Autumn?"

"Umm..." I didn't really, I mean, did I?

"We were planning on a way to seduce you into a threesome tonight."

Before I have a chance to process what Tawny's said, she reaches her hands out and grabs me from behind the neck, pulling me into her. Our lips connect and she kisses me full on. Her lips part and her tongue comes out, urging me to open for her. I'm so confused that my mouth instinctively opens up to her. Our tongues touch and we kiss for a few more seconds before I pull away, staring at her dumbfounded.

"That was just a preview, Jare."

"What the hell?" I finally mutter, unsure of what else to say. I look over at Jared and he's just staring at me, and I'm not sure how to read the expression on his face.

"Oh, you liked it," Tawny says seductively, breaking me out of my Jared trance.

"I did not. Don't get me wrong; you're a good kisser, Tawny. You have soft lips, but girls aren't my thing."

"Girls don't have to be your thing for you to like it."

"They do for me. I still love you though."

We both giggle and relax into the couch. Jared wraps his arm back around me, and I let him. It's a complete change from how he's been towards me recently. I'm so desperate I'll take whatever kind of affection he wants to throw my way.

It's pathetic.

His fingers start to twirl my long blonde locks as he talks to Tawny about her trip. She tells him about Paris, the shopping, and French porn. Apparently it's a big business in Paris, too.

"So what are we doing tonight? I want to let everyone know that I'm back in town."

"Tawny, it's a Tuesday. Most of your friends won't be out."

"Okay, then have one of your epic parties."

Kelly laughs from the leather recliner in the corner. This is the first time I realize she's back in the room.

"Our boy doesn't do epic parties anymore," Kelly says and then looks at Jared. "When was your last one? Oh right, the night precious Autumn arrived."

"Drop it, Kel." Jared seems to have a short leash with Kelly lately.

Tawny looks at me questioningly, hoping I can clear up what's going on between Kelly and Jared, but I just shrug my shoulders. I know it has to do with me, but I’m still not sure to what extent.

"Alright, calm down children. Let's compromise. Jared will throw a party tonight, but we won’t make it on the scale of epic proportions. Just twenty or thirty people." Tawny smiles widely and I know instantly that she's won and Jared is having a party.

Chapter Thirteen

The base is thumping as the music fills Jared's entire house. The first floor is packed with people. The kitchen is filled with booze while people play cards at the kitchen table, and the dance floor is consumed with drunken men and women grinding against each other. It reminds me a lot of what the house looked like the first night I arrived.

The only difference is Jared isn’t involved in a potential three-way on the dance floor. Instead he's been following me around like a puppy dog. We do shots together and share our beer, and Jared introduces me to the few people that approach us. His sudden interest in me should make me question his motives, but instead I'm drunkenly happy and don't want to do anything that might potentially ruin the buzz.

"Autumn!!!" Tawny cheers as she walks over and pulls me into a messy hug. We’re both incredibly uncoordinated from the alcohol and end up falling onto the carpet in the living room, laughing uncontrollably. "I'm so glad you're in Cali with me, Autumn."

"I am, too," I slur. I try to lift myself up, but my body doesn’t want to follow my brain's directions. Luckily, Jared's here and he scoops me up and into his arms.

"I think I'm cutting you off, Billy."

"What? No," I whine. "I'm just getting started."

He looks me in what I'm sure are completely unfocused and dilated eyes. "Alright, how about this. You can stay and party, but no more alcohol."

"Yes, sir," I hiccup, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Yo, Brandon, we're playing poker. Come buy in and show them how it's done." I hear some guy I've never seen before say to Jared. I've noticed that almost everyone Jared knows strictly from work only call him Brandon. A very select few call him Jared. I smile at the fact that I am one of them.

He looks at me and I can tell he wants to play. "Go, I'll be fine."

"I'm not leaving you in my house alone with a bunch of drunken idiots. I don’t have to play tonight."

"But you want to?"

"Yes, but it’s okay."

"No, if you want to play, then you'll play. I'll sit next to you and watch."

"You sure?"

"Jared, I wouldn't offer if I wasn't sure."

We walk into the kitchen and Jared pulls over an extra chair so I can sit next to him at the table. I grab a piece of cake from the counter before I sit down next to him. I watch a few rounds, but I still have no idea how to play. I know regular poker, but these guys are playing Texas Hold'em and I've never played that before.

Jared's won a few rounds, I think. Actually, I'm not sure, but he seems happy. He looks so attractive tonight. He's in his normal casual attire of jeans and a t-shirt, but Jared always manages to make it look sexy. Every woman in here is looking at him, waiting to make her move. Who am I kidding; every woman in here has probably had Jared before. I don't know which is worse.

I start to eat the frosting off my cake when I drop my fork under the table. I'm embarrassed by my drunken clumsiness and when I look up apologetically I realize no one noticed, not even Jared. I let out a sigh of relief and slowly sink under the table to grab my fork. I grab the utensil and look up to see Jared in front of me from the waist down.

His muscular thighs are on display through his denim jeans. I drag my eyes up his thighs until I come to the top of his jeans. He's not wearing a belt, which would make it so easy for me to just unbutton the top of his pants and release his cock. I could stroke it until he becomes hard underneath my touch.

I can't believe I'm thinking this way. This isn't like me. I'm not the girl who has sexual thoughts twenty-four seven. I need to get up from under this table, sit back down in my chair, and act normal. I know this in my head, but I can’t control my body as I crawl until I'm at his feet.

I sit up on my knees and reach my hands out to touch his legs. As soon as my hands touch his body, I'm refueled with lust... or love... or both. I feel his body still underneath my touch, but I ignore it and slide my palms up his legs until I reach the bottom of his zipper. One of his hands lower under the table to grasp my own hands and stop me from reaching my goal.

This is it. I can stop and sit back up there, acting as if nothing happened, or I can ignore his hand and continue my pursuit of his cock.

My nipples harden at the thought, and I know in this moment I have to continue. I'm going to do to him what he did to me in his town car a week ago. I have little room to move under the table, but I'll make the best of it.

I slide my head up his legs until my mouth is even with his hand. I part my lips and lick his thumb, taking it deep inside my mouth. I suck and moan against him until I see his dick start to harden under his jeans.

This turns him on. He loves the thought of me pleasuring him discreetly, maybe even hoping we get caught. That thought alone is turning me on even more.

I pull my hands and he lets them go willingly, leaving his hand on his upper thigh. I gently move his hand out of the way and reach for the top of his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them quickly. I lower the front of them the best I can, bringing his boxers down, too. I’m rewarded when his hard erection springs free.

I don't waste a minute. My hands go to the base of his erection as my mouth starts to lick the head of his cock. My tongue slides back and forth, playing with his silver piercing. I'm rewarded with a soft groan that I can hear from under the table. I can't see his expression, but I imagine he's having a hard time keeping a poker face as I lower my mouth and take as much of him in as my gag reflexes will allow.

I suck as hard as I can as my head bobs up and down, in rhythm with my hand. I can feel him harden impossibly fuller as his piercing slides against the back of my throat.

I continue the rhythm, wanting to bring him to explosion as fast as possible. Just when I feel him start to squirm, ready to release his cum in my mouth, I let go and move away.

The table shakes above me from the contact his fist makes with it, as he groans loudly. I can hear muffled noises and Jared telling everyone he's fine and to keep playing. I massage his balls with my free hand, rotating and pulling them gently. Once everyone on the other end of the table has started playing again, I make my move and lick up Jared's cock, from the base to the tip and back down again. I continue this over and over again until I see a little pre-cum form at the tip of his cock.

I lick back up his erection and slide my tongue against his slit, soaking up his delicious flavor. Even in my drunken haze his cum tastes good. I pull on his piercing with my teeth, just enough to hear him groan, and then I release him and take his cock deep in my throat again. I suck him back as far as I can, as my hand continues to stroke the base of his erection.