Chloe’s New Beginning (7 page)

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Chloe was running through the woods that surrounded the house, running as if her life depended on it. Her heart pounded erratically in her chest, she could see her breath, and she was cold and shivering. She wanted to stop, she needed a break, but she couldn’t. Loud noises surrounded her, growls and snarls. She didn’t know where she was exactly, only that she was being chased, chased down by some unknown being. Whoever it was was closing in fast. She could hear pounding feet getting closer. She should be terrified, frightened, or at least a little scared but she wasn’t. She felt light, maybe even a little giddy, and those emotions confused her and had her running faster. Her muscles burned, but she didn’t stop or even slow down.

Chloe came awake slowly. She felt warm and comfortable and willed herself to go back to sleep. She remembered thinking about both Adam and Brandon before going to sleep, so the fact that she dreamed about them wasn’t shocking. It was when the dream had turned that it became surprising. Who was chasing her? Questions plagued her as she started to stretch and move on the bed. Her eyes shot open when a large hand grabbed her and pulled her close to an equally large body. When she felt an erection against her lower back, she stopped squirming.

“You awake, baby?” A familiar, deep voice greeted her.

“Brandon?” She was a bit surprised. She knew that she had come to the room alone and now against his chest, feeling his breath against her neck, she felt nervous. Her heart sped up.

“Mmmm…good girl.” He growled in her ear.

“What are you doing?” She didn’t move, she couldn’t. She stayed frozen in his arms.

“Cuddling. Sleeping,” he said, almost as if it were obvious.

“Why are you here?” She wasn’t upset, just curious. Why had he come into the bedroom? Why was he in bed with her?

“I wanted to hold you. I guess I fell asleep.”

“Oh.” She didn’t say any more. How could she? He came into the room to hold her. He was such a sweet man.

“Did you sleep well?” That one question had her thinking about the dream she had. She remembered it so vividly, as if it really had happened.

“Yeah. I had a really weird dream though.” She laughed a little, feeling slightly embarrassed.

“Tell me.” Brandon flipped her over quickly until she was facing him. He did it so smoothly, like she weighed nothing at all.

“Wow. You’re strong.” She giggled at the use of her words.

“Naw, you’re as light as a feather. Now, tell me about your dream.” He voice was strong and insistent.

“It’s weird. You’ll probably think I’m crazy.” She looked into his deep-blue eyes.

“It’s a dream. Aren’t they a little crazy?” He lifted his right brow, waiting for her to continue.

“I guess. Okay…but no judging.” When both brows shot up, she giggled and continued.

“Fine. I was here, not in the house, but in the forest.” At his nod, she looked him in the eye. She wanted to read his expressions. “I was running, and someone was chasing me. The weirdest part, though, was that I wasn’t scared. I was actually happy, I wanted to be chased, I think.” Chloe ducked her head, thinking that she probably sounded completely bonkers to him.

“I’m glad you were happy. I wouldn’t want you to be scared when I’m chasing you.” He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face until she was looking him in the eye again. His answer had startled her, but it also had her shivering in his arms. The idea of Brandon chasing her through the woods made her excited and her pussy wept.

“My answer turned you on.” He took a deep breath, and Chloe’s eyes widened. Could he really smell what he did to her?

“Yes…I can.” Wait, did she say that aloud? Brandon leaned down and captured her lips, and she opened her mouth, eagerly accepting his tongue.

She pushed against his chest, and straddled his waist. She ate at his mouth, nibbling his plump lower lip. When he groaned, she kept going. She moved down his broad chest, rubbing against him, feeling his muscles bunch. She pulled at his shirt, pushing it up, trying to get it out of her way.

“Let me help you with that, sweetheart.” Brandon grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it across the room. He lay back down, putting his hands on her thighs.

Chloe began to kiss her way down Brandon’s chest. She paused at his nipple, bit it, and then sucked the tiny nub into her mouth. He hissed, tightening his grip on her, and she felt encouraged to continue. She made her way down his chest, licking and biting his soft skin. He groaned and shifted, combing his fingers through her hair, holding her tight against him. She made her way down to his jeans, flicked the button, and pulled the zipper down, exposing his huge cock.

She moaned, staring at his cock, and licked her lips. She leaned down and licked the head of his cock, tasting the glistening fluid from the tip. He tasted delicious, spicy and sweet. She sucked harder, pulling his cock into her mouth. Brandon’s hips shot off the bed, and his cock pushed deeper into her mouth, almost gagging her.

“Oh, God, baby…your mouth is heaven. Swallow me. Take my cock deep into your mouth.” He groaned and shifted, holding her hair tight in his fist. He was in charge of this whole situation, even though she took the lead, his aura was masculine and powerful. She was excited and anxious to do his bidding. Chloe wanted to make him happy, to satisfy him the way he had her earlier in the bathtub.

Chloe wrapped her right hand around the base of his cock and worked him with her mouth, wanting him to come, wanting to taste him on her tongue. She swirled her tongue around the head, keeping her eyes on Brandon the whole time. She watched him, seeing the flare in his eyes, watching his pupils dilate and become almost completely black. He stared at her, and she wanted to please him. She sped up, holding him tighter with her right hand and moved her left hand down and cupped his balls.

“I’m so close…please don’t stop.” He watched her closely with pleading eyes, and she smiled around his cock. He was panting. Sweat dotted his brow and upper lip, and it looked like he was refraining himself, holding back. The last thing she was going to do was stop. She wanted him, and she wanted his flavor in her mouth. She rolled his balls around, holding them with a slight pressure.

She sucked him as deeply as she could, determined to give back the pleasure he’d given her. She wanted to steal his control. Brandon held her head with both hands, stroking steadily into her mouth. She opened wide to take him deeper inside her mouth, and she sucked hard, using her tongue on the sensitive skin, on the underside of his cock. When his hands tightened in her hair, his groans getting louder, her pussy wept. She swallowed around his cock. “Oh, God…I’m gonna come.” His shout had her holding him tighter and taking him deeper. She felt his cock get larger. His body went taut, and he came on a bellow that shook the bed.

She pulled her head back, letting go of his cock with a
pop
sound. She bit her lower lip, watching him closely, unsure of what he would think of her. He didn’t say anything. Instead, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, molding their mouths together. When she pulled back the look of pure contentment on his face was all she needed to see.

“Thank you, baby. I didn’t expect that. Wow…your mouth is perfection.” She lay on his chest, relaxing against him, letting his warmth seep into her body.

“Is it my turn next?” Chloe jolted upright and looked over at the doorway, seeing Adam once again leaning against the doorframe. He looked relaxed and comfortable, leaning there with his arms crossed over his chest. Chloe groaned and shook her head. This was the second time that he walked in on them, and each time he looked excited instead of angry or jealous. She was perplexed. Why did he look happy?

“Maybe later. My mouth needs a break. My jaw is a little sore.” She smirked at him, and Adam pushed off the wall using his shoulder and walked toward her, uncrossing his arms. When he reached the side of the bed, he pulled her off Brandon and into his arms. She squealed but went willingly, not expecting him to do that but enjoying his arms around her.

“Was Brandon too rough with you, baby?” he asked and she couldn’t see his face since her back was against his chest. Brandon sat up, winked at her, and climbed out of the bed, buttoning his shirt in the process.

“Me…too rough? Nope…Chloe did everything all by herself, isn’t that right, baby?” He walked over and kissed her lips gently. “I’d better go shower, it’s almost dinnertime. See you both soon.” He walked out of the room, leaving her there with Adam. Instead of feeling scared or apprehensive, she was excited, her stomach clenched, and she could feel butterflies.

“Why is it that I always seem to find you and Brandon in a compromising position?” Adam asked. He didn’t put her down, just readjusted his hold on her so that she leaned her head against his shoulder. He was so big, even when compared to Brandon, he stood out.

“Well…it just sort of happened. I blame Brandon completely.” She wasn’t being serious, just playing with him, pretending she was an innocent maiden. The whole scene was fun.

“Did Brandon pressure you? Did he make you do naughty things, baby?” Adam’s voice was teasing. It seemed that he could play the little game as well. She smiled broadly and bit her lip, refusing to laugh outright.

“Yes. Brandon seduced me. He’s just so sexy that I couldn’t seem to say no to him. Maybe next time, you’ll find me first.” He lowered her to her feet, her back touching every square inch of his chest on the way down. She felt his cock right before her feet hit the floor, and she wiggled, wanting to feel more of it, shocked at how huge he was. With these men, everything was proportional. She felt like a wild vixen. Maybe it was Alaska, she told herself, although she knew it was the men themselves.

She turned around, wanting to touch him, wanting to see his beautiful face.

“You’re right. Brandon is too fast. I wanted to give you time to adjust. I promise you that from this day forward, I will seek you out and give you a little peer pressure.” Adam’s eyes narrowed and focused, remained locked on hers, mesmerizing her, holding her as no man ever had. He was being playful and serious. She swallowed the lump in her already-dry throat. He was perfection, a predator, and she was his prey. Her heartbeat pounded rapidly in her chest, and she parted her lips slightly to take in my air. Lust clawed at her senses, and she stared at his lips, wanting them on her.

“I look forward to that. I’m sure you won’t disappoint. You should know that I succumb to peer pressure quite easily.”

“Are you sure you want to play this game? I won’t go easy on you. I’m going to undress you then spread your legs wide and lick all that sweet cream I can smell flowing from your pussy. I going to fuck you with my tongue, lick your whole body, and then I’m gonna fuck you until you lose your voice from screaming too much.” Her knees suddenly felt weak, and she would’ve melted there on the floor at his feet if it hadn’t been for his arms supporting her and holding her in place. She tightened her thighs against the sensation to her clit. His words were intense, and she knew he could deliver. There was a promise in his eyes.

“I definitely want to play.” She decided that she needed to give him a visual as well, “I’m going to rip your clothes off. I’m going to take my time nibbling your body until I reach that huge monster cock of yours, then I’m going to swallow it, getting you nice and wet before I ride you. I’m going to make you hold the headboard and take my time riding you until you come.” His hand suddenly clamped on her hip, pulling her to him so that she could feel his erection. His breathing became harsher and deeper. She knew that she had affected him. She felt free and bold. She wanted to make her words a reality.

Chloe felt the hunger in his gaze and realized that this was the most fun she had had in a while. She wanted him with every fiber of her being. The only thing that stopped her was the thought of Brandon. They had been playing a game as well. Would it be selfish to take them both on? Would there be jealousy, or worse, anger? She didn’t want to be the cause of any hurt feelings. Her shoulders lowered, and she felt weak and out of sorts.

“Oh, baby, I can’t wait for you to do all those things to me. Even more than that…I can’t wait until both Brandon and I have you at our mercy. No matter how much you beg and plead, we aren’t going to stop. Just think…I’ll be fucking that sweet little pussy nice and slow, and Brandon will have his cock in your mouth. Or maybe, I’ll tell Brandon to take your pussy and I stretch that ass. We are going to take you so many times, in so many different positions. You’re not going to be able to think straight.” He leaned down and licked the shell of her ear. He bit her earlobe, and Chloe reached up and grabbed his shoulders for support. Her fears melted away. She could have them both. This was going to be so much fun!