Illeanna (15 page)

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Illeanna felt her entire body flush from the intensity of Gustave’s stare. His cool and calm demeanor struck her like a bolt of lightning. She was learning to identify the individuality of each of the men. Gustave didn’t need to say much. His eyes gave all his intentions away. He was hungry, and by the way he held her gaze, he was hungry for her. Slowly Illeanna rose from the chair with her plate in hand.

“I’ll take that for you. Go to Gustave,” Johnny whispered, and she pulled her eyes from Gustave to look at Johnny. Oh yeah, she was in some serious trouble. Johnny’s tone was commanding, and she nearly tripped over the leg of the table as she hurried to take Gustave’s hand. He reached out to her, and instead of pulling her up and into his arms, he slowly pulled her toward him and wedged a thick, solid thigh between her legs as he hugged her to him. The feel of his embrace brought comfort and desire to her body. His solid, hard chest, his thick waist, and the smell of his cologne filled her senses. He breathed in the scent of her hair, and she hoped he liked the shampoo she used. It came from a package of items Cherise had given to her after the attack.

“Your hair smells so good,” he whispered, and she smiled as she hugged him and inhaled against his shirt.

The feel of his large, masculine hand caressing her back stirred her emotions. She wanted his hand on her ass, along her waist, and ultimately between her thighs. Damn, Gustave had her burning for sex. She was aroused and needy. Taking matters into her own hands, she rubbed the palms of her hands down his chest over his waist to the buckle of his jeans. She undid the clip, heard his intake of breath as she reached down into his boxers to his cock.

“Oh, sugar, that feels nice,” he whispered.

With tender strokes she felt his long, thick cock between her fingers. She had never done anything so brazen. She had never wanted to until this moment.

“Sugar, you keep that up, and I’m going to explode,” Gustave confessed as he caressed her hair and tried to get her to look up at him.

“Get to the bedroom, Illeanna.” Johnny’s commanding voice came from behind her. She stirred a moment, and then in the next instant something came over her as she continued to stroke Gustave’s cock and lower to her knees.

“In a minute,” she whispered then pushed Gustave’s pants further down his legs. She leaned forward and licked the tip of his penis.

“Oh hell!” Gustave swayed a little, and Illeanna felt wild and in total control. She licked along the base, a quick swipe with her tongue against his scrotum then back up along the ridges of his cock before she dove in for a deeper taste. She pressed the mushroom top between her lips and opened wide to accommodate his girth. She took him deep, hearing his moans of pleasure as he ran his fingers through her hair. To think that such an act would make a large, intimidating man like Gustave putty in her hands was invigorating.

She continued to get her fill, feeling his cock harden with every stroke of her tongue, but then she heard Johnny.

“That is so hot, sugar. I want me some of that, too,” Johnny said.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Johnny holding his cock in his hand, and it was inches from her lips. With Gustave’s cock still in her mouth she looked up at Gustave. He appeared as if he were in discomfort, but he saw her expression as a sign of acquiescence.

“Take him, baby, or I’m gonna come before I’m even inside of you,” Gustave stated. Slowly she released his cock. She licked her lips, kept a hand on Gustave’s thigh and one on Johnny’s as she looked up to lock gazes with Johnny.

“That’s right, baby, you’re all ours, and I want to feel that wet, hot mouth of yours on my cock. Open wide, sugar,” Johnny stated in his deep Cajun accent. Her nipples hardened, and her pussy felt swollen in need. She was completely turned on about sharing these men. She had no qualms or reservations about sucking one cock while the other watched. It was a moment off enlightenment for her. She realized that the more she got to know them the more comfortable she was with their sexual connection. She held his gaze as she cupped Johnny’s cock and balls between her fingertips and stuck out her tongue to tease the tip.

“Dear God, that feels good,” Johnny moaned, and she slid his cock further into her mouth. There was no way she could ever take all of either man down her throat, but she sure would enjoy trying. Stroke after stroke she became more aroused and her men more impatient. Suddenly there was a pull to her shirt, and Gustave was lifting her up.

Her mouth was open as she released Johnny’s cock and Gustave pulled her T-shirt off of her. They had her stripped down to nothing in no time at all. They did the same, and Gustave lifted her up in the air and carried her toward the couch

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Gustave was on fire. He carried Illeanna over toward the long sectional, her legs were wrapped around him as he fell to the sofa, and his legs hung off the end. He grabbed ahold of her hair, pulling her down toward him so that they were chest to chest, and covered her mouth with his own. It seemed as though neither of them could get enough of one another. The kiss lasted awhile and long enough for Johnny to retrieve the tube of lube. The feel of her hot, wet pussy dripping against his belly muscles had his cock as hard as a steel beam.

Johnny moved in behind Illeanna and began to caress her shoulders.

“You feel so good, sugar, we can’t wait to be inside of you,” Gustave told her as he lifted her up, maneuvering her hips so that her wet pussy sat right above the tip of his cock. Johnny was a bit impatient as he ran his hands along her thighs from behind then up over her ass cheeks to her shoulders. Illeanna lowered herself onto Gustave, slowly throwing her head back as she took him inch by inch. Gustave closed his eyes and urged away the feeling to thrust upward. They needed to go slow, but Illeanna had different intentions.

“Oh God, Gustave, it feels so good, you’re so hard,” she stated as she began to move up and down. Johnny was massaging her shoulders and back. Gustave could see the tiny goose bumps along her skin. Her nipples were hard and her breasts full as she panted for release.

“So fucking beautiful,” Gustave stated, pulling her back down toward him so he could kiss her again and Johnny could prepare her for what was coming.

“It’s such a turn-on, watching your ass while you’re riding Gustave. I love this ass, sugar,” Johnny teased her, running his fingers along her crack as she continued to thrust up and down on top of Gustave.

“Oh, Johnny, I feel so tight, so needy, do something.” She panted as she rose up and increased her speed on top of Gustave.

“Oh I’m gonna do something all right. I’m gonna fuck this ass while you fuck his cock,” Johnny said then pressed her down against Gustave again.

Gustave locked gazes with Johnny, and he could see the intensity in his brother’s eyes. Johnny wanted Illeanna as badly as he did.

Johnny grabbed the lube and must have pressed some to Illeanna’s ass because she bucked on top of Gustave, and he felt a gush of fluid leak over his cock.

“She ready, Johnny?” Gustave asked.

Johnny ran his hands along her spine then lower.

“She’s ready,” Johnny stated then did something that got Illeanna moaning.

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Johnny pressed his fingers into Illeanna’s ass, pushing through the puckered hole as she stopped moving on top of Gustave.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, and he continued to press in and out of her anus, adding another digit then scissoring his fingers.

“Keep moving, sugar. You keep riding Gustave’s cock now,” he told her, and he saw her hips shake a little then she began to ride Gustave again. Up and down she picked up her pace.

“How’s that feel?” Johnny asked, shocked at how shaky his own voice sounded. He was completely aroused, but he wanted to go slow. He was a big man.

“Johnny, please,” she begged as he pressed the tip of his cock against the puckered hole. The sloshing sound of her body’s response caused all three of them to moan.

“You ready, baby? Nice and easy now,” he stated.

“Yes! Oh damn yes,” she stated as he pressed her down against Gustave and slowly pushed through the tight rings.

She panted and moaned until he was not quite halfway inside of her.

“You okay?” he asked through clenched teeth. His cock felt about to burst and he wasn’t fully inside yet.

“Oh!” she moaned, and he just couldn’t take it. He pressed deeper, and she shoved back against him, causing him to push all the way in.

“Ahh,” he yelled then wrapped an arm around her slender waist and held her to him. His cock was deep in her ass, and she was holding on to Gustave. Gustave took that moment to thrust upward as he held on to her breasts, tugging her nipples.

“Oh God I feel so full. Oh I can’t take it, it feels incredible,” she carried on, and Johnny began to pull out then press forward in sync to Gustave’s thrusts.

Gustave spread his thighs wider, giving them both better penetration to Illeanna’s pussy. She felt incredible as her muscles gripped his cock, and he lost his control to continue.

“Can’t take it. Too damn tight,” Johnny said then pressed in and out three times before exploding inside of her. Gustave continued to pump up into her, and Illeanna counterthrust then exploded along with Gustave.

Slowly Johnny pulled from her body as she embraced Gustave, laying her face against his cheek.

“What have we got here?” Louis asked as he and Julien walked into the house.

Illeanna squealed, and Johnny caressed her ass as he smiled at his brothers.

Louis placed the laptop down onto the table and walked closer to Johnny, Gustave, and Illeanna. Julien was right beside him.

“Did we miss all the fun?” Julien asked as he kneeled down beside the couch and caressed a hand over Illeanna’s ass.

“Sugar, you ain’t being shy now are ya?” Johnny teased, and Gustave chuckled.

Illeanna turned her head to face Julien, but it seemed that she was covering her breasts as if shy.

Julien continued to caress her ass then her back before he moved a stray strand of onyx hair away from her flushed cheeks.

“Sugar?” he teased.

“Looks like we missed a real good time,” Louis said as he played with the tube of lube and caressed the tube as he held Illeanna’s gaze.

“She a wild one, our little chef,” Johnny teased.

“She looks very content right now,” Julien said then kissed her shoulder before he got up.

“I’m going to go shower,” Louis told them then winked at her.

“Bring that lube in the bedroom, Louis. You, Illeanna, and me gonna need that in a little while,” Julien teased then headed out of the room.

Johnny stood there wearing only his navy-blue briefs.

“Another shower sounds good right about now,” Johnny said then leaned down to scatter kisses from Illeanna’s thighs, over her ass cheeks, and up her spine to her shoulder.

“You one sexy woman,” he whispered before he walked away.

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Gustave held Illeanna against him then reached for the red throw blanket that hung over the couch. He placed it over them and held her to him then kissed the top of her head. He ran his hands under the blanket and along her beautifully round ass, giving it a light squeeze, recalling what they all shared.

“You feeling all right, sugar?” he asked in a husky voice. He wasn’t much for talking after sex, but he wanted to relish in this alone time with Illeanna.

“I feel good, how about you?” she asked, looking up toward him. The feel of her soft skin under her chin as it trailed along his pectoral muscles ignited a flame inside his heart. Her feminine curves, the scent of her perfume, and the passion in her eyes as he and Johnny made love to her touched him to his soul.

“I feel real good,” he replied as he continued to caress her skin.

They were both quiet for awhile. Illeanna shifted and snuggled up closer to him so that now her face lay in the crook of his neck and her arm lay over his waist. He could still caress her ass, so he wasn’t complaining. She kissed his skin, and contentedness filled him inside. They finally had Illeanna in their lives and as their lover.

“You’re awfully quiet, Gustave.” She ran her fingertips over his nipples, being sure to let her nails slightly scrape the pink flesh.

“What do you wanna know, sugar?” he asked.

“Why are you so quiet? What exactly goes through that head of yours and what remains unspoken?”

“That’s a heavy question.”

“You don’t like talking even to me?” she asked as she continued to caress his skin.

“Ah, sugar, I talk to you all day but just holding you makes me feel real good.”

“The strong, silent type huh?” she asked.

“I suppose you can say that.”

“How do you do that? Remain all quiet and give such small responses?”

“I just like to think things through, Illeanna. Seen many things go wrong when people say everything they’re feeling.”

“That sounds like a bit of fear, Gustave. What would a big, strong sexy deputy like you be afraid of?” she teased then kissed the corner of his mouth and held his gaze.

“That the woman I love might not love me back if I tell her,” he stated, shocking not only himself but obviously Illeanna.

Her light-green eyes sparkled and looked big as saucers. He smirked.

“You trying to tell me something?” she asked.

“Telling you and showing you how much you mean to me.”

“We’ve only just begun this relationship, Gustave. I don’t want to make any mistakes. I want to give this a fair shot.”

He squeezed her to him.

“We started this relationship months back, technically years, sugar. I’ve known for a long time that you were the woman for me. Ain’t my fault that you’ve been fighting it every step of the way.”

She blushed, and he raised his eyebrows at her, daring her to deny it.

“Well a woman’s got to be sure before she throws herself into the arms of five strapping, sexy men filled to the gills with testosterone and attitude.”

“Hey, I keep my testosterone and attitude as you call it in check.”

“Yeah, how do you do that?” Illeanna asked him.

“A lot of things, ideas and stuff go through my head. I write a lot. Writing it down makes me handle it better.”

“Really? What do you like to write, just what’s going on in your life, like a journal or something?”

“Naw, I like to write stories, things about the town’s people and living in Orchidea.”

“That’s so awesome, Gustave. Can you write poetry, too? Maybe something about me?” she asked as she slid her body over his and straddled his belly and ribs. He cupped her breasts and softly squeezed them as he looked her over.

“I’ve written about you plenty of times, Illeanna. Plenty of times,” he whispered then thrust his cock up against her rear. Her eyes widened and he smirked.

“You teasing me, Gustave?”

“Come here,” he whispered, and she smiled, causing his heart to open even wider and grow fonder of Illeanna.

He kissed her softly, their lips touched, and he slowly pressed his tongue between her lips. The kiss grew deeper, filled with passion and love. When he released her lips and opened his eyes, her eyes were still closed, and he knew that she felt the same way that he felt. Gustave was relieved. He had wanted this moment, these feelings he had for her reciprocated for far too long. The anxiety and fear were minimizing with every continued moment that she was part of his life.

Louis reentered the living room only wearing a towel as he headed for the kitchen.

“I’m just gonna grab some dinner, sugar, the shower’s yours,” Louis stated, interrupting them. She smiled at Louis then stared back at Gustave.

“I think my ankle is too sore to walk. Will you carry me, Gustave?” she whispered, and he smiled wide.

“You teasing me, sugar?”

She shook her head and he shook his as he picked her up and carried her toward the bedroom with her snuggling into his neck along the way.