The Executioner: A Love Story (12 page)

But then he noticed Jordan was still dressed. “Why are your clothes still on?”

He started this, Jordan remembered. He wanted this. He begged for this. He closed his eyes, frowned, and dropped his pants. Then he removed his shirt. Two pairs of eyes were on his body, judging him. He was thin, and had surprisingly more muscle tone than Arianna expected. He looked like a teenager more than Arianna did. But his penis, that was huge; long and skinny like the rest of him. He made Vince feel inferior, but only for a second. Vince stood and dropped his boxers. He was not much shorter than Jordan, but thicker. He wanted Jordan to look at it. He wanted… Stop, he told himself. Jordan wasn’t ready for that. He needed to go slowly.

Arianna’s face was blood red as she looked from one male to the other; but she did look. They were total opposites in everything, and she liked it. Vince was so dark, with dark hairs on his chest forming a line toward his pubic area. Jordan was pale and hairless, even there. Vince crawled in beside her, and Jordan followed. She was nude, between two nude men. Would she finally have sex? With whom? Both of them? At the same time? Which one would be first? Which one would take her virginity? She was afraid for only a moment, until two tongues were on her nipples again, and she returned to heaven.

Vince took her hand and placed it on his shaft. It was so thick and hard, yet soft and flexible. Vince watched Jordan. He shied away again. But Vince wouldn’t allow it. He popped her nipple out of his mouth and said. “Now Jordan, sweetheart.”

She took it and held it tight. He thought he might faint. He became harder, longer, and he had no blood left in his brain. He sucked her nipple in, and then bit it. She winced, but she didn’t say stop.

Vince took Jordan’s hand. It was no longer weird. He led it down her ribcage, over her stomach, to the place where Vince had given her so much pleasure earlier. Vince found the same spot his tongue had, and massaged it. Her moans came in long quick bursts. Jordan could only feel what Vince was doing, and he used his fingertips to explore around the area. She was so sensitive she cried out.

“What’s wrong, Ari,” he wondered as he gazed at her.

She didn’t know. She’d never been here before. All she could do was hope that Vince knew. She shook her head, and her confused eyes begged him for something. He almost forgot how good her hand felt on him as he tasted her moans.

“Put your finger inside her, Jordan.” Vince’s voice vibrated with his own enjoyment. He looked into her eyes and asked, “Are you ready?”

She nodded ever so slightly, and both of them were inside her. Jordan’s mouth returned to her breast, and Vince kissed her again. Jordan discovered her, but Vince devoured her. Vince’s finger kept a steady rhythm, and soon her hips moved along with it. It caused his finger to go all the way in, and he shook when he felt a resistance inside her. He wanted to take her virginity. He hadn’t realized how much until just then. And he didn’t care how Jordan reacted. He wanted her.

“I want you,” he stated as he lost himself in her eyes. “Baby I want you so much. Can I?” She looked to Jordan. “Don’t look at him, princess, please. Look at me.” She held tighter to both of them, and it hurt a little but it felt so good. Suddenly she moved up and down on him in the same rhythm as his finger and his tongue, and both men moaned loudly. “God I wanna fuck you so bad,” he insisted as he took her mouth again.

He tried to get between her legs, but he felt her muscles clench up, so tight, and he thrust against her hand. He felt her release as she moaned into him. He had to get inside her. Then Jordan cried out as he reached his orgasm as well. He couldn’t stop himself. He came against her stomach, just as Jordan did.

He didn’t release her mouth, he continued to kiss her. He didn’t want to let her go, ever. His finger and his tongue remained inside her. He felt Jordan move off the bed and go toward the bathroom. If he hadn’t just came he would have mounted her and fucked her wildly until he passed out.

“Damn,” he said aloud as he released her mouth, but his finger remained inside her; as if he had claimed her. “You make me feel things I’ve never felt before.” He shuddered as he snuggled into her body and buried his face in her hair. “I’m in love with you, Arianna.”

He said it loud enough for Jordan to hear as he carried a warm washcloth toward the bed. He cleaned himself up in the bathroom, but he’d left a mess all over Ari. And he returned to find her cradled in Vince’s big body. He wiped off her stomach, and she grinned at him. “Thank you,” she said gently.

He climbed back into the bed, completely naked still, and faced Arianna. Vince’s eyes were closed, but hers were not. She seemed happy, truly happy, for the first time since he’d known her. How could he deny that happiness? He pulled the blankets up over the three of them, and grabbed Ari’s hand in his. He kissed it gently, then placed it against his cheek.

“I’m in love with you too,” he whispered. She reached forward and kissed him gently.

They were all three tired and spent, and that’s how they fell asleep. Vince held on to Arianna as if he was afraid she would disappear, and Arianna’s forehead rested on Jordan’s.

Chapter Twelve

Arianna woke up and stretched blissfully. She remembered what happened last night happily. Her first sexual experience was with the two men she loved and trusted. She had her first orgasm. She had her first oral sex, thanks to Vince. And she saw and touched her first penis, and second.

She faced the morning with bright eyes and an even brighter smile. Until she realized she was in bed alone. She fell asleep with two men, couldn’t one of them have woke up with her?

She huffed then, a loud exhale that got Jordan’s attention. “Good morning,” he said lightly. She rolled over to face him, on the other bed. His computer equipment surrounded him, and he was immersed.

“Good morning,” she sighed and threw her hands over face. How could such a blissful moment turn so bad so quickly? She sat up slowly, and threw the blanket off her. With three people in a queen sized bed she had no idea how the blanket stayed on her. Or maybe one of her guys covered her up when they left her alone.
Her guys
, she thought again. It almost made her smile.

The door flew open, and Vince entered carrying two bags and a drink holder. When he saw she was awake he deposited them quickly on the table and jumped into the bed beside her. “Good morning, princess,” he said as he tackled her and pulled her against him. “I was hoping I’d make it back before you woke up.”

His eye was no longer swollen shut, but still black and blue. It didn’t seem his nose was broken, thankfully. And the cut on his lip was healing. Although she knew why he fought the evening before, that didn’t mean that she approved. They didn’t need any more attention drawn to them.

He kissed her eyelids, her cheeks, and the tip of her nose before he found her lips. And those he kissed thoroughly. Her lips parted of their own accord, and he growled as her tongue licked his and tried to part them. His hands went to her still bare breasts, and he rolled her nipples between his fingertips. She whimpered loudly, and his tongue thrust into her mouth.

He felt an irresistible desire for her, and he didn’t care if Jordan was in the room. He could have already woke her up and been in bed with her, but he chose not to. He missed his chance. Vince sure as hell wasn’t missing his. She giggled as he pulled away to kiss her neck, and down farther to her nipple. He sucked it in greedily, and continued to pinch the other.

He would have been completely thrilled if she hadn’t reached out her hand and whispered, “Jordan.” But she did. He was disappointed, but he refused to let it show.

He reluctantly joined them in the bed. He really wasn’t sure if he wanted to do that again, so soon. He didn’t feel like he competed with Vince last night, it wasn’t that. But he felt inferior. Besides the fact that Vince looked like a movie star, he knew exactly what he was doing. Jordan could just follow along. When Ari reached out to him, though, he couldn’t deny her.

He brushed his lips over her forehead, down her nose, and to her lips. She opened her mouth and demanded his tongue. He was hard again. Vince moved to her other nipple, and one of her hands buried itself in his hair. He groaned as his hips grinded into the bed. When he looked over to find her other hand had already found Jordan’s shaft he was jealous.

But he knew what he could do to make Jordan jealous. He undressed quickly and moved between her legs. He worked his tongue like he never had before. He licked in circles, up and down, and flicked at her clit. He got the same response as the night before. Her body shook, and her hips came off the bed, shoving her juicy little hole into his face. Jordan found her nipples; at least he remembered that. Arianna was out of control. She wiggled against Vince, demanding more. So he shoved a finger inside her. Her thighs shook and clenched around his face. He knew she was about to have another orgasm.

His tongue joined his finger inside her. She pushed against him in rhythm. He had to get inside her. Jordan fumbled to remove his pants, and Arianna was beyond the point where she could help him. Vince slid up her body agilely, and deftly unbuttoned and unzipped Jordan’s jeans.

Jordan didn’t freak out. He released Arianna’s mouth to undress, and Vince quickly took his place. He kissed her with all the lust he felt. She tasted herself on his lips and it turned her on even more. He lay on top of her, his manhood shoving against her pubic mound, and she met every thrust.

He pulled away long enough to beg her, “Please can I fuck you?” She didn’t look toward Jordan, but she reached for him, and found his cock hard and ready for her. She took it, held it, and rubbed it as she’d learned they both liked last night. He fell onto his knees beside her.

“Yes,” she whispered, and stared deep into his dark eyes. He knew he had a condom somewhere. She didn’t take a birth control pill, he watched for it.

“Are you on birth control?” He had to ask.

“Yes,” she answered again.

“Good,” he said as he used his hand to aim against her glorious opening. He didn’t even care if she lied, he would happily be the father to her children. He saw her rubbing Jordan’s penis, and he fumbled with her breast. Jordan’s eyes were closed, and although he tried to remain in control his mouth was open in a wide O.

He slid into her and he groaned loudly. Her body welcomed him with a shiver and a loud gasp. Her face mirrored Jordan’s. He enjoyed the sight for several moments, until he met her final defense. She didn’t stiffen up; she didn’t ask him to stop. She spread her legs wider to accommodate him. He felt a pop, she cried out, and he closed his eyes and covered her mouth.

He loved kissing her. He loved the taste of her, every inch of her. He loved her muffled noises. He even liked Jordan’s noises.

Jordan watched Vince enter Ari, and her reaction to it. It made him want to try it himself. And he moved without realizing it against her hand. He wanted to be the one inside her, not Vince. He knew it would hurt her a little, it was her first time, but he wasn’t expecting the loud noises they both made.

Vince tried hard to hold back, to be gentle. And he succeeded. He made love to her so slowly he didn’t think he would orgasm. Until he felt her muscles tighten around him, and he heard Jordan moaning loudly. He waited until she climaxed, and he did too. He arched his back and let out a loud victory cry. Then he fell onto her and tried to catch his breath.

“You’re heavy,” she complained. He rolled over and pulled her on top of him. Jordan tried not to freak out when he saw the blood on the bed, he knew it would happen. But there was so damn much of it. And he wanted to lie down and relax beside them, but he didn’t want to lie in her blood. So he made his way to the bathroom as Vince continued to kiss her. When he returned Ari rested her head on Vince’s wide chest, and his hands were clutching her hair.

“God I love you, princess,” Vince exclaimed.

“I love you too,” Jordan mumbled as he climbed into the other bed with his computers.

Vince held Arianna and listened to her breathe, and Jordan typing away on the other bed. He couldn’t remember a time when he was so happy, since he was twelve anyway. But he didn’t linger long. “We need to clean up and eat. Our food is probably cold.”

“Okay,” she said as she nodded her head against his chest. When she sat up and saw the bed she flipped out. “Did that come out of me?”

“Yes princess. You were a virgin, remember?” She was twenty-six, he didn’t think he’d need to explain that to her.

“I know, but there’s so much. I thought there might be a few drops, not like I was about to bleed to death!” She jumped out of the bed and ran to the shower. Vince stood slowly, and stretched and flexed his unbelievable physic. He wanted Jordan to notice, but he continued to stare at the damn screen. So he joined Arianna in the shower.

Jordan didn’t frolic in the shower with the other two. The less he had to see Mr. Muscles naked, the better. Vince didn’t seem to mind showing off his body constantly; but it made Jordan nervous. It brought back horrible memories; memories he’d rather leave buried.

So he decided to keep working. Monitoring Wolf’s cell phone proved to be useful after all. He made a call directly to the Secretary, and Jordan had her cell phone number. Thankfully the government had not found his back-door into their system. He still had access to all of their records, and everything he could hack.

From one little cell phone number he found the Secretary’s private IP address, and began to break into her home computer system. There were firewalls and security protocols, but he thought it shouldn’t take long for him to crack it and gain entrance into all her files. He just needed time.

He decided to let the program run, and help himself to the food Hercules provided. Besides that, the farther he was from the wall that separated the headboard of his bed from the bathroom, the better he would be. He was tired of hearing Ari’s high pitched giggles, and Vince’s low growls.