Morgan, Nicole - Intimate Confessions [Intimate Temptations 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) (16 page)

The door to the women’s locker room was across the room and to the side of the three men. She had a view of the security guard, Aiden, taking another man, someone she didn’t recognize, in his mouth over and over again, while Zach was very obviously performing anal sex on him.

She noticed how Aiden seemed to be hungry for the man in front of him, like his life was being sustained by the act of giving the man pleasure. She knew and understood that feeling all too well. It was the feeling she had when she was with Derek.

Zach’s closed-eyed facial expression was one she’d never seen on him before. He was completely lost and clearly close to losing himself. The whole scene playing out before her was nothing like she’d ever seen before.

All three of them were so gorgeous. Their bodies were lean and muscular and the type most women would fantasize being made love to by. But these men didn’t want women. They wanted each other.

She glanced down and saw her hand on her nipple, gently playing it in between her fingers through her swimsuit. Without her realizing it, the erotic scene being played out before her was turning her on. She wondered what it would be like to be amongst them. Would they touch her, too? The thought made her moan as she felt her pussy heat and warm with the wetness coating her suit.

She wasn’t sure how because she’d never seen anything like it before, but the act of men pleasuring other men was awakening her desires. Unable to stop herself, she reached her other hand down, sliding a finger underneath the fabric of her suit and in between her lips.

* * * *

Derek threw the bills at the driver in the front seat. “Just bring the bags in and leave them with whoever answers the door,” he instructed before racing up the big stone steps to the double entry doors.

He came in and saw one of the sweet housekeepers Zach had introduced him to days before. Carla? Cara? He couldn’t remember her name.

“Mr. Travis, you’ve come back? Oh, Sandi will be so happy to see you. That poor child has barely eaten or done anything since you’ve left.”

Sandi.

He couldn’t wait to see her.

“Where is she?” he asked.

“Hmm…” the woman placed a finger to her chin and looked up as though her answer would come down to her from heaven. “Oh, I know! She had her hair up in a ponytail and a robe on. I’d say she was heading outside to take a dip. It’s such a nice day today, and she’s been cooped up in that room of hers for so long.”

Derek nodded and gave a quick thank-you before running toward the back of the spacious house. He yelled back to the woman to have his bags sent to Sandi’s room before he was out of earshot. Just seconds, and he would be holding her again. Only this time, he wouldn’t be so stupid as to let her go.

He made it to the back pool area and saw several people lying outside and frolicking in the water, but none of them were her.

“Damn it!”

“Excuse me, is there a problem, Mr. Travis?”

Another damn person he couldn’t remember the name of. How many freaking employees did Zach have? This one was a short man, who appeared to be something of a waiter.

“I’m looking for Sandi. Have you seen her?”

“Ahh, I believe I saw her heading toward the east side of the house. Perhaps the gym or hot tub area?”

“Thanks!” Derek was halfway across the patio heading back toward the house before the man even had a chance to respond.

Running through the wide hallway, he glanced at the many rooms with various people coming and going. Some of them wearing leather and carrying props. It donned on him then that he had no idea just how big of a venture his good buddy was onto with this sanctuary for people to play out their fantasies.

Finally, ahead of him, he saw a sign indicating the men’s locker room. He knew the locker rooms were the only access to the hot tub area, and now that it was in his sights, he couldn’t seem to move fast enough. He swung the door open and raced to the other side of the room. Almost there, he heard someone moan and a male’s voice utter the words, “Fuck yeah, that feels so good, suck it.”

He stopped dead in his tracks.
No!
Please don’t let it be her, he prayed. Slowly, and with so much fear, he walked toward the door to peer through the small window.

His eyes widened in shock. He always knew of Zach’s preference toward men, but he’d never witnessed him with one. Hell, he’d never seen any two men together, ever. To watch all three of them just stunned him. Dumbfounded and unable to move for a moment, he stood there until he suddenly felt awkward, as if he was infringing on a private moment they were sharing. He turned away from the door, but quickly snapped his head back. Something caught the corner of his eye.

There. Across the room. Looking through the other tiny window of the women’s locker room door was Sandi.

“Oh, Jesus, baby.”

He knew that look on her face. The way her eyes were heavy, her mouth hung open as her lower lip quivered. She was touching herself. A wave of blood rushed straight to his cock at the expression she wore.

He spun back around and headed toward the women’s locker room. Despite the space between them, he seemed to get there immediately, his long strides making the distances a mere few feet.

His hand on the door handle, he quietly opened it. It made no noise, no creaking sound which might have alerted her of his presence, and he was glad. He wanted to surprise her.

As quietly as he could, he started to pull off his T-shirt and unfasten his jeans. Once completely naked, he gently laid his clothes on a bench, surprised she still hadn’t noticed he was in there with her.

He turned and slowly turned the lock to the hallway, not wanting to chance them being interrupted. He was silently thankful when it made no clicking sound. He wanted to go to her right then, grab her, and take her, but the cute little black and red suit which showed off her curves so well was a sight he wanted to take in. Not to mention the way her hips were rocking on her hand as it played underneath her suit. She was so damn beautiful. He reached down and touched himself, completely content with watching her please herself, until she moaned his name.

“Derek.”

That was his undoing.

He came at her then. He was no longer quiet, and his quick footsteps alerted her that she was not alone. She spun around and gasped. The look of first fear, then embarrassment, and then adoration swept across her face in the matter of seconds.

Neither one of them said anything. Instead, their arms flew around each other, and their lips touched. Never in his life had he felt so completely connected to someone by just a kiss. Everything that they were, everything that they’d ever meant to one another was poured into that one kiss. Passion and love were somehow mixing with raw primal needs and desires.

This was it. The meaning of life. The answer to everything in the world. This was why man was put on earth, for this feeling right here. The kiss seemed to go on for minutes, their hands wandering the other’s bodies as though they’d never touched each other before.

Breathless and needing to come up for air, they both pulled away. There was no long pause or moment of reflection as they looked into the other’s eyes. He just grabbed onto her and held her tight against his chest. Her body curled up into his, fitting so perfectly in his arms.

It took several minutes to come back to reality. He felt completely lost in a pure state of bliss. Almost like he was floating on the clouds, but then he felt her body, her hardened nipples pressed against his chest, his erection pressing against her belly. For a second, he’d forgotten about the men in the room on the other side of the glass. He looked up and saw they were still there.

“I love you, Derek.”

His heart ached at her sweet voice saying those words.

“We’ll never be apart again, baby.” He kissed the top of her head.

She pushed herself further into his chest as though she was trying to burrow somewhere deep inside him. He knew she was scared. The past few days, he’d put her on such a roller coaster it was no wonder.

“Sweetheart, I swear to you, we will never be apart again, but you have to start talking to me. I need to know what’s happening to your mind and your body.”

She looked up at him, confused. “I don’t understand. My mind, my body, my heart, everything is yours. I promise you, I’ll never let my desires interfere with us again.”

He kissed her forehead. “That’s just it. You have desires that you don’t know what to do with. Your body has wants and needs that scare and confuse you. It’s why you pushed me away and…” He hesitated because he hated the memory of it, but he knew if they were going to have a chance, he’d have to let the past die. With a deep breath, he continued. “…It’s why you turned to another man. You were afraid I wouldn’t understand.”

She looked up into his eyes, and all he saw was complete and total acceptance of what he just said. “I love you. No man will ever love you like I do. If anyone is going to understand your body, or your wants and needs, it’s going to be me. Do you understand that?”

Her expression still looked unsure and scared. He hated that. “Baby, nothing, and I mean nothing, you say will ever make me see you as anything other than the woman who I love and want to please. There is nothing I won’t try to do for you. I need you to promise me right now that you will tell me anything and everything. It’s a rule, baby. If we’re going to make it, you’ve got to accept that rule and live by it.”

He felt her tense up. “No, damn it! Stop it! It’s me. It’s Derek. Tell me, baby.” He held her face in his hands for a minute making sure she understood just how serious he was. He was starting to get angry that she still wouldn’t relax. He could feel her fear, and it killed him.

“Damn it!” He spun her around and forced her to look at the men in the other room. “Do you see them? Do you see how they’re fucking each other?”

“Yes,” She answered in a whisper.

“Moments ago, you were watching them and sliding those delicate fingers into your pussy. You were getting yourself off watching them.”

She turned her head to the side and away from the sight of them with tears in her eyes, “I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t…”

“No, baby! No!” He forced her head back to look at the men. “Look at them. Look at them. Jesus, just fucking look!”

He was beyond frustrated right now. He wanted her to tell him who she was. What she felt. What her body craved. He was tired of her trying to hide behind what she felt was appropriate or not with him. He didn’t want perfection of what the cliché, ideal woman was. He wanted her! No matter what that meant. With flaws and naughty secrets she kept hidden. He wanted it all!

“Derek, I…I don’t know what you want me to say.”

He all but growled at his frustration with her. His head dropped to her shoulder. Her hand reached up to touch his head, and the scent of her arousal, still on her fingers, tickled his nose. His tongue left his mouth and started licking long trails along the side of her neck. His teeth gently bit in the hollow of her shoulder.

“I can smell you on your fingers. You are wet.” His voice was ragged and breathless. “You looked at what they were doing in there, and you were completely turned on. You were watching them, touching yourself, and moaning my name.”

He reached his hands up her arms to her shoulders and pulled the straps to her suit down, tugging it down her body swiftly as it pooled around her ankles.

He bent his knees and let his dick slide in between and grind along her ass cheeks. Derek groaned at the thought of taking her the way Zach was taking Aiden.

“Tell me what watching them was doing to you.” His hand reached around and squeezed her tits, pushing them together, playing them in his hands like it was the first time he’d ever felt them.

One of his legs kicked the inside of her ankle, pushing her legs further apart. “Tell me. Now, baby. Tell me how watching them made you wet and want me to fuck you.”

“Oh, Derek.” Her voice was hitched and her chest heaving.

She was close. He was turning her on. He knew if he pushed her far enough, she’d open up. It was taking everything he had to not slide inside her, past her wet slit, but he knew if he gave her that, she would stop. He wanted her needy and aching for it. That was the only way he’d get the truth from her. Bending his legs again, he slid the head of his cock up and over her pussy-lips, rocking back and forth against her clit.

“You like that don’t you?” He groaned. He liked it, too. Too much. “You need me to make you come, don’t you, baby.”

“Yes,” she whimpered.

He pulled himself away from her wet entrance and stood straight up. His cock, now covered in her juices, was pressed against her back. He held her firmly, his fingers squeezing her nipples while his breath covered her neck and whispered in her ear, “Then you look in there and you tell me what you see. You tell me right now what is making your cunt ache to be fucked.”

Suddenly, she gasped. Her head flew back, and her whole body jerked as her legs began to tremble. He was startled at first, thinking he’d hurt her. Until he felt something hot and wet hit his foot.

“Holy fuck, baby, you just came.”

He couldn’t help himself. He removed one of his hands from her breasts and reached his hands down below. She was completely soaked and so hot. He slid a couple fingers in her, and his eyes nearly rolled inside his head at the sloshing sound that echoed in the room. Grinding against the small of her back, he reached his hand up and brought it to her mouth.