Cruise Control (Watchers Crew) (11 page)

“If he don’t treat you right, you come find us.”

“I don’t hold back on a girl.”

I couldn’t tell which of them were speaking. They were a dark, blonde blur as the tremors radiated outward. My toes twitched, my palms itched, and butterflies flung themselves inside my belly in a vain attempt to escape.

“She’s not going anywhere, are you baby? Kira’s my girl. She only comes for me. You wanna show them, baby? You wanna show them how beautiful your orgasms are?”

I was so wound up I didn’t care who might see. My body clenched so hard. Everything balled up; my toes, my fingers, my eyes closed. But I didn’t release. I couldn’t. Not without his say so. He would say the words soon. I struggled to focus so I wouldn’t miss it when the words left Owl’s mouth.

“You want it, Kira? You gotta ask for it.”

“Puh-puh please…”

“Tell them who it belongs to.”

“Yours… It’s… Owl.”

“That’s my girl. Come for me, baby.”

Owl was barely touching my clit, just the lightest of swipes. But it was enough. The fault line ruptured, splitting a path open from my head to my toes.

My torso arched off the bed as my pussy clenched around an empty channel. I twisted and turned, like a dishtowel that had been soaking all day and now Owl set at ringing every drop of moisture from it. From me.

I came, and I came, and then I came some more. Every time I thought it was over another tremor triggered and quaked through me. When every square inch of my body had been rung dry, I collapsed back onto the bed.

“Fucking hell, Owl.”

“Yeah man, that’s some fucking voodoo, samurai shit right there.”

Chapter Fourteen

I must have passed out. I opened my eyes when I felt something cold on my head. Owl pressed a cloth to my temple, gently wiping away all the perspiration that had collected there. He looked down at me, but it wasn’t with the cocky smile he’d given me on that first night. It wasn’t with the smirk he’d given me earlier tonight. It was the same look that Hawk had on his face when Eagle and Crow deposited Ellie back in his lap after they’d put her into a fuck coma.

There was something about that smile, this smile that pulled at my heartstrings. I tried to stop those ropes from being pulled. Owl didn’t believe in relationships and monogamy, not really. This was just temporary. But I couldn’t stop the strings of my heart from twisting into a knot. My hands were still tied to his bed.

“Everybody get out,” said Owl. “Show’s over. I’m gonna fuck my girl now.”

I heard the sound of footsteps and then the door being shut. Owl untied my hands and massaged them.

“You okay, baby?”

I had to clear my throat before I could speak. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay.”

“You satisfied?”

“Now, that I’ve come, I am.”

He grinned at that, his thumb working the kinks out of my wrist. “Will you let me try something?”

My eyes widened. “I don’t think I can come again tonight, Owl.”

“You might not. But I’d like to come.”

I felt like the selfish, self-centered person he’d accused me of being earlier. I hadn’t thought about his orgasm since the day we met. In fact I couldn’t remember him coming since that day. I sat up and undressed for him.

Once I was naked in his bed, Owl climbed on top of me. He spread my thighs and settled between them. But he didn’t enter me. Instead, he kissed me. Slowly, deeply, thoroughly. Then he pulled back and brushed kisses over my eyelids, my nose, my ears.

He scooted down and kissed my breasts. He didn’t flick his tongue like he’d normally do to get my clit throbbing with need. His swipes lingered, like a caress. He ran his hands over my back and abdomen, his touch less a tease and more an embrace. He came back up above me, hovering over my lips.

“Owl?”

“Mmm?”

“This doesn’t feel like fucking.”

I tasted rather than saw the smile on his lips. He wrapped my thighs around his waist and entered me slowly. His rhythm was anything but rushed. His lips never left my mouth or my skin.

We coasted in this cocoon of pleasure for what seemed like hours. Until finally, his movements sped up. His thrusts became frantic. His lips lost their connection with mine. And then, his body stiffened.

Owl opened his eyes, staring down at me, hiding nothing, letting me see every emotion cross over his face. He jerked once, twice, and after the third thrust his face contorted in ecstasy. He groaned deep in his chest. Then he collapsed onto me, into me.

I held onto him. He was the only thing solid in my life at this moment. My legs were jelly, my heart was putty, and my head was clouded over.

“You satisfied, Kira?”

I hadn’t come, but every bone in my body thrummed with joy. I wrapped myself around him and prepared to never let go.

I must’ve fallen asleep because I dreamed up a life with the two of us. Me working in a firm that allowed flex time for our two children. Owl owned a garage down the street where our kids would go after school. Our son, who had his eyes and my skin coloring, would help his father fix old, antique cars. At night, Owl would tie me up to the bed and fuck me senseless on into the morning.

“Kira?”

When I opened my eyes next, it was to Owl lightly kissing my eyelids. I stretched like a cat and then rolled deeper into his embrace.

“It’s time to go home, baby.”

I frowned. “Go? Home? Why can’t I stay?”

He ran his fingers gently over my brow. “I told you, I don’t do sleep overs.”

I sat up, the sheets falling away from my bare breasts. “Why not?”

He shrugged. “I always sleep alone. It’s nothing personal. I’ll come get you tomorrow night. We’ll go out on a proper date, like normal people. And then I’ll take you back to your place and fuck you into the middle of the night.”

“And then you’ll leave in the middle of the night?”

“Yeah. What’s the problem?” He took my chin between his fingers and turned me to face him. “You still think I’m going to go out and fuck another girl? I thought we got passed this,” he sighed.

“No. No, I believe you.” After he’d made love to me, how could I not believe him?

“Then what is it?”

He was right. I had daddy issues. But I didn’t want to bring them into this relationship, because believe it or not, I was starting to think this was the healthiest relationship I’d ever been in in my entire life. And that included my relationship with my parents.

“It’s fine,” I said. “I can respect your boundaries.”

Owl grinned at me, eyes prideful like he was a doctor who’d just witnessed a breakthrough in his patient.

He helped me get dressed and then we went back upstairs. The house was mostly clear of people. A few girls were getting their coats on, preparing to head out the door. Hawk rose from his throne with Ellie in his arms.

“Hey man, I’m about to take Kira home. You want me to take her too?” Owl indicated the naked Ellie lying happily in Hawk’s massive arms.

“No, I got her,” said Hawk. “She can sleep it off and drive herself home in the morning.”

I caught Ellie’s eyes as she went up the stairs in the arms of Hawk, a man who had passed her around to his friends. A man who had been fucking another girl when we came into the house. A man who’d looked at her with the same intensity that the man who called himself my boyfriend had bestowed upon me. But I was the one walking out the front door while she was being carried upstairs and into a warm bed where she wouldn’t have to sleep alone tonight.

“You ready, baby?”

I plastered on a fake smile and took Owl’s hand. I followed him out into the cool night air.

Chapter Fifteen

I sat on the couch in Owl’s living room after my morning classes. He’d invited me over for lunch. I’d been hoping for some afternoon delight between the two of us. Owl sat next to me with an arm around my shoulders, his chin rested on the top of my head. The television was off. There was no music. But there was entertainment going on in front of us.
 

Ellie stood completely naked in the middle of the room. She was sandwiched between Eagle and Crow, who also stood completely bare. Ellie’s head rested back against Crow’s shoulder as he reached around and played with her taut, pink nipples. Eagle ran his dark hands up and down her body and over her bare pussy.

Crow sat down on the couch before them. He brought Ellie to kneel on the floor. He spread his thighs and offered her his dick. Ellie took it eagerly. Eagle stretched out on the rug beneath her, coming to lay flat on the floor. He guided her hips over his face and pulled her pussy to his lips.

“You hungry, baby?”

It took me a moment to make out Owl’s words. I stared at him for a full thirty-seconds as I turned those three words over and over in my head. I was hungry, but it wasn’t my stomaching that was turning itself in knots, aching to be filled. Owl smiled at me as though he knew exactly what was going on in my body.
 

He turned away from my mute expression and addressed Hawk who sat in a chair beside us. “You want a sandwich, Hawk?”

“Yeah, thanks man,” Hawk said from his chair as he watched his girlfriend get fucked by his two other friends. “Get Ellie some cold orange juice, will you?”

“Sure thing. You want a drink, Kira?”

I swallowed, still unable to get out any words.
 

Owl smiled. “I’ll bring you something.” He disappeared into the kitchen, leaving me siting next to Hawk as his girlfriend climaxed on Eagle’s tongue.

I’d watched porn flicks with boyfriends before. I’d sit beside them on the couch trying not to roll my eyes. Or I’d lie next to them in the bed and try not to fall asleep. Porn was often unrealistic and boring to me. It was done by men for men. The women were only props who stared vacantly at the camera and did a far poorer job than I’d ever done of faking it.
 

In contrast, I couldn’t take my eyes off of the live action scene before me. Crow and Eagle were clearly showing off. They were each vying to see who could make Ellie come harder. I’d never watched another woman come. I’d watched them fake it, of course. But this, the expression on Ellie’s face, the sound that came from her gut, this was all real.

I watched Eagle alternately lick long strokes, then fast strokes up and down the length of Ellie’s pussy. Then he’d open wide and suck her entire core into his mouth.

Ellie, whose head had been buried in Crow’s lap, released Crow’s dick with a pop. Eagle grinned triumphantly as Crow scowled.

“I’m gonna come,” Ellie announced.

But she didn’t need to announce it. The signs were clear all over her body. Her hips, which had been moving in a steady wave over Eagle’s tongue, jerked erratically. They jerked up and down in quick staccato movements. Her upper body convulsed as her thighs shook. Ellie’s eyes closed.

I watched her, trapped in that stillness I’d come to know so well thanks to Owl. It was like riding a roller coaster where you slowed down as you reached the topmost part of the ride. There was a slight pause at the top before you went down. That part where no one is screaming yet. That part where the wind isn’t yet on your face. That part where you can feel the space between your heart beats. It’s not long. It’s just one second, but so much happens in that second to make it feel like an eternity. There’s so much awareness in that second that you sense everything.
 

And then you speed down. Your heartbeat goes beyond your control. The silence of it fills with your cries. The wind rushes across your body and knocks you over.

I watched Ellie get to that point, that peak. I watched her hold her breath. Her eyes opened, and she sought and found Hawk.

Hawk clenched the armrest as he stared at his girlfriend. It was as though he sat right with her on that precipice, experiencing everything she felt in that moment. He held his breath, his chest paused. His fingers were white from clenching the armrest. At the first guttural moan of Ellie’s orgasm, Hawk let out a sigh of his own. His body seemed to get knocked back into the chair as hers crashed down into ecstasy.

I realized that he wasn’t the only one who’d sighed in relief. My body sagged, too. I sighed right alongside Hawk.

He turned to me and smiled. A prideful look brightened his severe face. He looked like one of those parents whose kid just scored a touchdown at the big game. But instead of scoring the touchdown or playing a flawless concerto, his girlfriend had just came as a result of one man’s dick in her mouth and another’s tongue in her pussy. I had to ask.

“You’re not jealous?”

Hawk frowned, but didn’t take his eyes off Ellie as he answered me. “Why would I be jealous?”

I looked back to the scene before us. They’d flipped Ellie around and she was airborne. Crow was still seated on the couch, but he had Ellie’s knees in each of his hands. Her legs were thrown behind his shoulders. Her pussy was now in his face. Eagle was standing up. He had Ellie’s upper body in his arms. Her face was now impaled on his dick.

“She’s fucking other men,” I stated the obvious. “I don’t understand how you can watch this and not get upset?”

Hawk gave me his attention now. “Look at her. She’s happy. She’s blissed the fuck out. She’s being taken care of.”

“By other men.”

“Men I trust. Men I know. Men who have my back, so I know they’ll have my girl’s back. I’m not an asshole. I wouldn’t let some random dick fuck my girl.”

Ellie moaned around a mouthful of Eagle’s dick as she came again, this time on Crow’s tongue. Crow smirked at Eagle as he evened the score.

Hawk turned back to the show, sliding his hips down onto the edge of his chair. It reminded me of my dad settling in to watch Sunday football games while my mother made him dinner. But where my father always wore a sour expression and berated my mother’s cooking, cleaning, and appearance, Hawk’s expression when he looked at Ellie’s trembling body was exactly what I had always imagined love would look like.

“And she doesn’t mind that you step out on her?” I asked.

“You make me sound like I’m some sleazoid who will fuck anything in a pair of panties.”

“Aren’t you?”

Hawk smiled, but didn’t look away from Ellie who was now upside down. Eagle flipped her hips off Crow and up and over into his face. Ellie’s legs went over Eagle’s shoulder and her pussy was back under his tongue. With her torso hanging down, Crow took advantage of the situation by teasing one of her breasts with his fingers and another with his tongue.