Saint James, Elle - Unbridled and Untangled [The Double Rider Men's Club 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (13 page)

Olivia couldn’t wait for the show to start. She hadn’t seen all of the preshow as she’d had her face first in Wade’s lap and then Dalton’s until after it had ended.

The sounds of the show had been sexy. She planned to watch tonight and then act out what she saw.

“The show won’t be for another twenty minutes or so. Whatever shall we do in the meantime?” Dalton had slipped behind her and whispered in her ear.

Wade stepped next to her and looked down at the decorations below. “Looks like a dreamy, girly bedroom scene.”

Olivia smiled. “I’m a girl and I like it.”

“Well, if you like it then so do I.”

She grinned. “How does this window work? I mean how can you tell we aren’t being seen by anyone else?”

Dalton reached over to a light switch on the narrow strip of wall next to the window. He flipped it and the tint lightened to clear. “That’s transparent mode. If anyone was looking right now, they could see us.” He flipped the switch again and the tint returned. “Now we are mirrored again, and safe from view.”

“Awesome gadget.”

“Yes it is. Clay, our security guy, outfitted the entire Stadium. He does love his tech toys.”

“Thanks for putting it on mirror status.”

Dalton grinned. “Sure. I want you to be comfortable for tonight’s performance.” He glanced down at the stage again and then back at her. She looked down at the seductive lavender boudoir below once more, and visions of all the possibilities zipped through her mind. Would she ever have the courage to perform sexually as others watched?

A ripple of vivid, carnal desire swept down Olivia’s body as she gazed at the stage below. There weren’t even any people down there yet, but the possibilities made her hot. It was possible she’d miss yet another show, given the way she felt right now. She wanted to get good and sandwiched in between Dalton and Wade. She couldn’t wait to get naked with them.

She glanced over her shoulder at the furnishings in the room. They had a daybed covered in a soft fabric with a few pillows at each end. It was positioned close to the window. They could watch the show for a bit and then fall back on the daybed and fuck each other into oblivion.

On the far side of the room were two oversized lounge chairs. She suspected they were for when Dalton and Wade watched the show together. Maybe they did this when they didn’t have a woman in here. She wondered how many others had been here before her.

“Have you ever had a woman in here before?” She asked the question before realizing she didn’t really want to know the answer.

“Actually, no. You’re the first,” Wade said. She was relieved, but tried not to show it.

Dalton added, “We haven’t been members of this club for a very long time. Being with you has resulted in lots of firsts for us.”

Olivia nodded, unwilling to reveal how much it bothered her that these two men might have shared other women in their past and would naturally share in their future. She had no right to feel this way. It wasn’t like this was a permanent relationship. She needed to continually remind herself of that.

After tonight’s bout of sexual debauchery in the form of unbridled double-penetration sex, she would then return back to her nonexistent sex life and endlessly busy work responsibilities. She’d miss Dalton and Wade and all the delicious things they did together in bed. Even in the short time she’d known them, they had changed her opinion on men, sex, and the pleasure of wild, wicked, unbridled lifestyles. A small voice in her subconscious shouted out a deep-seated wish to reconsider a life with these men in the future. Olivia dismissed it.

As if Dalton sensed the direction of her wayward, inappropriate thoughts, he whispered, “You’ll always be the first woman we brought here.” His hand slipped up to caress her breast. Thumbing her nipple until it peaked, sending streaks of pleasure down her body, Dalton added, “This weekend doesn’t have to be the last time we see each other. We’ll leave that up to you.”

Olivia snapped out of her mood. She stiffened and put her hand over his. He stopped teasing her nipple.

She stared him in the eyes. “I have already enjoyed this weekend more than I can even express in words. A part of me wishes I could stay here forever. However, I don’t want mislead either of you. Tonight will be amazing, I have not a single doubt, but I will leave tomorrow. And I can’t promise to come back. I might be able to return next year, but perhaps not. I don’t know.”

Dalton resumed teasing her nipple. “Understood.”

Wade was behind her. His forehead dipped and rested on her shoulder. “We will certainly miss you, Livvie.” His hand slid from her waist to her hip and then forward, gently cupping the space between her legs. “But let’s not talk about tomorrow right now. Let’s focus on all the ways we plan to make you come tonight instead.” He then slipped one of the straps of her dress off one shoulder and kissed the space revealed.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “You’re right. No more talking about uncertain futures.”

Wade found the zipper at the back of her dress and slowly pulled the tab down to the crack of her ass. She felt the dress loosening and readying to fall and pool at her feet.

Dalton pushed the other spaghetti strap off her shoulder, and the front of her dress dipped down to reveal her breasts. The straps caught on her forearms. He promptly clamped his mouth around one peak. Olivia straightened her head and looked down as he sucked on her. Then Wade lowered his mouth to her other breast and started sucking. Tingles of desire sped through her body, and her pussy gushed like a waterfall as she watched the two masculine heads bent to their sexy task.

The lights suddenly came on in the private box opposite of theirs, startling Olivia. She saw three people enter and move to their huge viewing window. Olivia stiffened and took a small step backward.

Dalton released her nipple and glanced over his shoulder. “They can’t see us.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Our box is on privacy mode. They turned theirs on so we can watch them, if we want to.”

She pushed out a breath and looked at the trio settling in to watch the show. The woman had dark hair. So thankful it wasn’t Laurel, Olivia pushed out a long breath of utter relief.

Dalton stood. “What is really bothering you?”

She pushed out long sigh. “I don’t want to watch Laurel have sex with two men. And I
really
don’t want her to see me. Is that being prude?”

His sudden smile made her feel better. “No. You aren’t a prude. I understand. And if it will put your fears at rest, the two men she’s with have the box below us. She won’t see you tonight regardless of whether our box is on privacy or not.”

Olivia pushed out another long breath as relief poured through her body. “Thank you. I didn’t realize how much that aspect of this weekend bothered me.”

“Understandable. Now can I go back to sucking on your nipple?”

“Yes. Please, do.” She dropped her arms to her side and let the expensive designer dress pool at her feet. She stepped out of it. Wade picked up the dress, carefully straightened it, and draped it over the sofa behind him.

Olivia wore her heels and her saturated panties. Wade hooked a finger in one side of her panties. “I don’t think you’ll need these either, do you?”

“No.”

He squatted in front of her, kissed her belly and peeled her wet undies slowly down her legs while Dalton watched. She glanced over at Dalton’s fly and saw that he already sported a huge erection.

Wade buried his face between her legs the second her panties were removed. He grabbed her hips, and she felt his tongue dart out and lick her clit once.

The sensation almost put her on her ass. Dalton quickly stepped behind her to hold her up. Olivia braced her hands on the glass and widened her stance. With easier access, Wade grabbed her hips and pushed his whole mouth against her pussy.

Olivia moaned as Wade’s tongue licked her pussy lips. He pulled away and looked up at her. “You’re so wet, Livvie. What have you been thinking about all evening?”

“I’ve been thinking about double penetration,” she whispered.

Wade grinned. “Good.” He pressed his face between her legs again and resumed teasing her.

Dalton reached around and tugged at both nipples as Wade licked her clit to distraction.

It was not going to take her long to come. Especially when Dalton started nibbling a path along her neck until he bit her earlobe lightly.

Olivia’s eyes opened. She looked down at the stage. Not three but four half-naked people came into the lavender boudoir. The woman had icy blonde hair streaming down her back. She wore a dark-purple lacy teddy with the cups removed so her ample breasts and pert nipples protruded from the garment. She hadn’t bothered with any panties. The matching dark purple spike heels were the only other things she wore. The three men all wore what looked like dark gray scrub pants. And they all sported healthy-looking erections beneath the loose fabric.

They reached the bed, and the woman turned to the first man to kiss him soulfully before releasing him and kissing the subsequent men in turn.

The four climbed smoothly on the bed as if they’d choreographed it in advance. The woman shifted into the center of the bed and reclined on her back. Two of the men climbed on either side of her and began playing with her nipples. The third man knelt between her legs. He first licked one of her inner thighs and then the other. One of the men beside her reached into the table next to the lavender bed and handed something to the man kneeling between her legs. It looked like a huge cock. Was that a dildo?

A ripple of lust vibrated through Olivia’s soul at the idea of sex toys being a part of this show. Why had she never considered that before?

Although with Wade’s mouth buried in her pussy, his tongue teasing her clit, and Dalton tugging on her nipples, Olivia was about three strokes from ultimate bliss. She could barely keep a thought in her head as her men tantalized her.

The sound from below suddenly kicked in. The two men on either side of the woman below started sucking her nipples. And she started moaning.

Dalton squeezed and tugged at Olivia’s nipples as he made love to the back of her neck with his lips.

Olivia’s breathing increased. “That feels so incredibly good. I’m about to come,” she said, trying to hold herself from climaxing too soon. Her libido wanted satisfaction now, but Olivia wanted to come while she was double penetrated.

Wade released her clit and stood up in front of her immediately. Without his pervasive stimulation, she was able to steady herself and calm down a bit. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard on the mouth. The tangy flavor of her pussy juices was spread all over his lips. And now all over hers.

“Do you taste yourself on me?” he broke the kiss and asked.

She nodded and he resumed his oral assault.

The woman onstage below cried out suddenly, “Oh my God.”

Wade broke the kiss and the three of them turned to watch the stage.

The man between her legs had his mouth buried in her pussy, eating her out with what looked like voracious intent. He also had the dildo inserted between her legs, pushing it in and out rapidly.

The woman seemed to be enjoying the dildo and the man sucking her pussy.

The other two men took turns either sucking her nipples or kissing her mouth.

After only a few moments, the woman arched her back, and a small shriek of pleasure echoed in the room from her obvious release. The man between her legs pulled his mouth away from her, but sped the strokes of the dildo into her pussy.

She shrieked, “Oh, God. Oh, God,” repeatedly as he thrust the device over and over inside of her pussy.