Saint James, Elle - Unbridled and Untangled [The Double Rider Men's Club 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (5 page)

Relaxed from head to balls due to the stupendous surprise blow job, Dalton still felt like he could go another three rounds minimum before he might start to get enough of the luscious Olivia tonight. He would want her tomorrow, too.

Wade had to talk to one of the members about something. There was a scheduled meeting already arranged. Apparently, Wade hadn’t held high hopes of finding a companion tonight, either, or he never would have set up a meeting directly after tonight’s show.

Wade told them to go ahead on to the hotel and get started and that he’d be over very soon. His tone was a bit peevish. Dalton was certain he’d hear grumbling later on. Another reason as to how he knew Wade hadn’t expected to find a woman tonight.

They were new to this club and both admittedly liked it. However, they had become more circumspect recently with the women they involved themselves with. Olivia was a welcome surprise.

After a quick drive in his car and an even faster check-in, they were entering the hotel suite less than fifteen minutes later. On the elevator ride up, Dalton texted Wade with the room number and told him he’d left a key for him at the front desk.

They stepped inside the luxury suite, and he let her take it in. Even though he wanted to strip her naked and fuck her on the marble entryway to get the sexual portion of the evening started, he allowed her to take a breath and glance around.

Olivia looked around the opulent room and asked, “Do you do this very often?”

“What’s that?”

“Call up a swanky hotel and get a room for a quickie with someone you’ve just met.”

Dalton moved very close to her. He slid his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. “What would ever give you the idea we were here for a quickie, love? With Wade’s help, I’m planning on fucking you to several screaming orgasms until your voice is as raw as your pussy.”

Her eyes widened. So did her pupils. “That’s just so blatantly sexy.” She blinked with exaggeration. “Does anyone ever turn you down?”

He narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean?”

A timid smile shaped her lips. She inhaled once close to his neck. “I mean that I merely breathe in the air around you and I want to beg you to fuck me until I can’t move. I wondered if that happens to you a lot with other women. Do they fall prone at your feet and beg for time in a hotel room?”

“No. Actually not. And quite truthfully, you’re the first in quite a while that I’ve even
wanted
to bother with sexually.”

Her brow quirked up as if in disbelief. “Really? I find that hard to believe.” She started to pull away, but he stopped her. Their gazes met.

“Do I look like the type of man that would allow just
anyone
into my bed?”

She shrugged. “Well, you are after all, a man,” she said quietly. She gazed into his eyes with amusement. He wanted her with every fiber of his being.

A timid smile shaped her lips once more. He’d never had such a strong and visceral reaction to a woman before. He liked it, and he liked her. Then the meaning of her quiet statement finally registered and soaked into his lust-addled brain.

He laughed. “I’ll give you that. Most men are weak, horny fools, ready to bury their prick in the nearest available pussy. Trust me when I tell you that I’m not like that. I don’t fuck just anyone or everyone.” He squeezed her tighter in his arms.

Their locked gaze hadn’t broken. A sudden and wistful smile shaped her lips. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insult you. I just wanted you to know I think you smell great and that you have quite an impact on me.”

“Good. That’s excellent. In return, I wanted you to know that I’m not a randy man whore.”

She laughed. “Duly noted.”

The door opened suddenly and Wade came strolling in. “You two don’t even have your clothes off yet. I figured I’d miss the first two rounds at least.”

Dalton couldn’t seem look away from her to acknowledge his best friend. Although, she had already broken their stare. “We’ve been getting to know each other. She thinks I smell good, and I let her know I don’t fuck every open pair of legs offered.”

Wade snorted. “That’s the truth.” He then rolled his eyes. “He’s actually very conservative where women are concerned.” Then he paused. “Not that I’m a man whore, either.”

Olivia turned to Wade as he approached. “I have no doubt.”

“Why?”

“Because a beautiful woman walked by while we were seated at the bar and initially staring at each other. You didn’t even try to look at her.”

He smiled. “There were other women there? I didn’t notice.”

Olivia laughed and murmured, “Good answer.” She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply once more near his shoulder. Another dreamy look crossed her lovely face. “What about you, Wade? Do women follow you home in the wake of your utterly mouthwatering, masculine scent?”

Wade’s mouth parted a bit. He stared into her eyes and then seemed to register the meaning of her words. Dalton thought Wade might blush at the compliment.

“I’ve never had anyone think I’m mouthwatering before.”

“Well, you are.” Olivia buried her face in his chest and took another deep breath. “Between the two of you, it’s a wonder I don’t climax with each breath I take.”

She pulled back and stared into Wade’s face. Wade didn’t waste any time. He pushed his mouth against her upturned face and kissed her lips like he wanted to keep her forever.

Dalton watched for a second or two then slid in behind her and kissed the back of her neck.

He pulsed with the desire to please her again. Plus, he couldn’t wait to sink his cock deeply into Olivia for the first time. Whatever position she chose was fine, but for the first time, he wanted to watch her face as he thrust his cock into her pussy for that very initial contact.

He knew it seemed corny, but he wanted to save double penetration for tomorrow night. They’d watch another performance at the Stadium and then reenact it in their private box. He wanted to leave that for the grand performance. Maybe they could get to their box early. Perhaps she’d allow them to fuck her before, during, and after the scheduled performance.

Clay had discovered a way to turn the glass clear in their private box, so if they wanted to, they could allow others in the club to watch them. He wondered if Olivia would object to that. Given her lack of modesty at the meet and greet event earlier tonight, Dalton didn’t think it would be a problem. He hoped not. He wanted to show her off. He wanted to fuck her until she screamed in front of the others in the club.

Dalton nibbled the back of her neck again and then tugged the zipper of her dress down all the way to the crack of her ass. The silky fabric fell off her shoulders and caught between her and Wade’s embrace. They kissed and kissed and kissed, and Dalton’s cock throbbed repeatedly just watching them.

He pushed his unruly cock into the cheek of her ass and pressed hard to stem his lust. She moaned against Wade’s mouth and pulled away. Her dress fell to her waist revealing her luscious, perfect breasts.

In this light he could see them better. Rose-tipped nipples jutted out to hard points. Wade glance down at them. Dalton reached around and covered her peaks with his palms. He massaged her soft breasts and soon tugged at each nipple. Wade pulled her dress the rest of the way off her hips. The fabric pooled around her spike heels. Shoes were the only other thing she wore besides a skimpy pair of panties.

Wade fell to his knees and buried his face between her legs. “You are the one who smells good.” He pulled her panties off carefully over her shoes one leg at a time without tripping her. He then pushed his mouth against her pussy. Dalton noticed she’d left her heels on. Excellent.

She looked down and watched him work between her legs. Dalton looked over her shoulder to watch, as well.

He knew the second that Wade found her clit because she jumped like she’d been pinched.

Wade’s hands rested on her thighs and Dalton’s covered her breasts. Her head fell back on his shoulder as Wade licked her and Dalton played with her nipples.

Olivia started making sexy little noises. Dalton kissed her beneath one ear. He called out to Wade, “Don’t let her come yet. I want to have my cock buried in her pussy the next time she does.”

Wade pulled away immediately, and Olivia slumped in his arms. He stood up and kissed his way slowly up her body until he made it to her mouth. Once there, he framed her face with gentle fingertips, and kissed her lips quickly. Soon, he replied, “Then we let her recover for a few minutes before I do the exact same thing.”

Olivia sighed. “No double penetration tonight?” She sounded disappointed. Dalton smiled to himself thinking how the anticipation would build for all three of them before tomorrow night.

Dalton wrapped his arms around her naked middle. “No. We’ll just stretch you in preparation for tomorrow night. Then we’ll
initiate
you in our private box at the Stadium.”

He continued to play with her nipples. Wade released her and stepped away. Dalton moved his hands to reveal her breasts so Wade could see her entire body. His gaze started at her face, went all the way down to the high-heeled shoes and back up again.

“It’s like we hit the jackpot,” he murmured. “I don’t even know what to do first.”

“Sex,” Olivia said. “I want sex.”

He and Wade locked gazes for a moment. “Then let’s head to the bedroom, shall we, love?” Dalton moved to one side, scooped his arm around her waist, and propelled her toward the bedroom.

He hadn’t been in this room before, but a friend at the club had mentioned it. Dalton hadn’t expected it to be available, but was very grateful he’d been able to obtain it for the night.

The opulent master bedroom came with an oversized, four poster bed that was centered on a platform. There were four stairs like concentrically smaller platforms surrounding the bed leading up to the grand king bed centered atop it.

There was a circular canopy ring holding what looked like half a mile of filmy fabric which was then draped over the bulk of the bed. The bed looked like it was practically floating in midair amidst a fluffy white cloud bank.

“Wow,” she said as they walked through the double doors. “This is like a whole other celestial plane of existence.”

“No kidding. I can’t wait to get up there.”

She turned in his arms and stopped him. “First, you need to take off some clothing. Just leave the masculine scent, please.”

Dalton and Wade stripped faster than they’d ever done so before. Clothes soon flew through the air.

Together they ascended the stairs and climbed onto the plushest bed he’d ever graced with his body. He needed to find out where the hotel got this bed and have one crafted for their own personal use. To make love to an angel like Olivia, he’d want a bed like this permanently in his new home.

Before climbing the stairs, Dalton and Wade put condoms on from their wallet stash.

He had two more, and hoped it would be enough for the evening.

Olivia moaned as she glided across the silky soft sheets on her hands and knees. “This is sumptuous.”

Dalton followed close behind watching her beautiful ass all the way. Wade was next to him as they climbed to join her on the lush surface.

Once she’d made it to the center of the bed, she flipped over to her back. Her strawberry blonde hair a riot of color against the light sheets, Olivia looked like a goddess ready to grant all their sexual wishes.

“Seriously, I really don’t know where to start,” Dalton said as he crawled across the bed. “Should I lick you everywhere, kiss you everywhere, or just fuck you blindly until I hear climactic screaming from your lips?”

“Just fuck me blindly,” she answered immediately.