Venus rising boxset, p.103
Venus Rising Boxset, page 103
“And fourth, when any of the dominants focused on him, he couldn’t hold our gaze. He immediately looked away or down, and I don’t think he even realized he was doing it. A casual look and he was fine, but as soon as we really looked back at him, he couldn’t hold it. You know whose gaze he had no problem meeting?” Justin pointed at Jessica, who blinked in surprise.
Running through the events of the night in his head, Chris realized Justin was right. He hadn’t even realized what Olivia was doing at the time, just been grateful she’d helped Steve relax. He hadn’t noticed she had essentially done so by topping him. It had been subtle but present.
Not all submissives were submissive outside of the bedroom, but... Chris could see it. That change in perception gave him an entirely different look at his childhood and the loss of the relationship they’d had.
“Shit,” he muttered. “And I just left him with the senator.” Whose force of personality had been strong enough, Chris had had to leave the state just to be his own man. Sorrow and guilt surged.
“Hey, none of that,” Justin said, his voice dropping to a lower register. Chris glared at him. He only let Justin top him when they were doing something filthy to Jessica because he didn’t mind following Justin’s lead. “Your brother is still a grown man who is capable of making his own damn decisions.”
“Yeah, but—”
“No, no buts,” Justin cut him off. “Unless you’re talking about this butt.”
“Hey!” Jessica squealed, jumping away from the hand that had just swatted her. Chris laughed, his mood lightening as he knew Justin had intended.
The guilt didn’t go away entirely. Chris had always felt some responsibility toward Steve. Heck, half the time, he’d acted as a stand-in for their father. But Justin was also right. Chris had left Georgia because his brother had been an adult, who could stand on his own two feet, and Steve had chosen to stay there under the senator’s influence.
But if he was here to try to reconnect, maybe Chris would see what he could do about becoming an influence in his brother’s life again. He could start by finding out if Steve knew he was submissive. Hmm. That would be an interesting conversation. Maybe he could rope Olivia into doing it for him as a wedding gift...
In the meantime, Justin had pulled Jessica back for an apology kiss that was rapidly turning passionate, and Chris wasn’t so drunk that he could ignore that.
“So, this butt, huh?” he asked, coming up behind her, hands on her hips, so he could pull her soft curves back against his rapidly growing cock. “I can get behind that.”
Jessica peeked at him over her shoulder, her hazel eyes sparkling at the pun. “That was terrible.”
“But you love me anyway,” he teased, and as always, when he was with his lover and his partner, he let the cares of the world fall away and focused on the three of them.
“You’re lucky I do,” she said with a little growl, stretching her arm up to curl around his neck and pull him to her lips for a kiss.
Damn right, he was.
As he leaned forward, he saw Justin’s hands sliding up the front of her shirt.
Chapter 5
Jessica
Knowing her two men as well as she did, Jessica had realized early on there was very little chance they weren’t going to do naughty, filthy things to her once they got home from their bachelor party. She was wearing a sexy red lace bra and thong set underneath her pajamas as a little surprise.
Despite her worry over the whole Steve situation, it wasn’t hard to let that go for now and sink into the pleasurable sensations her men were creating. She loved being trapped between them like this, their hard bodies on either side of her, their hands and lips roaming freely across her skin.
Fingers slid up the front of her shirt, pausing when they reached her bra.
“What’s this?” Justin asked, his deep voice amused, and cool air wafted over her skin as he lifted her shirt. “Well, well... look, Chris, someone is topping from the bottom and got all dressed up for us.” When he tugged upward, Jessica obligingly lifted her hands, pulling away from Chris long enough for Justin to remove her baggy shirt. “Decided you wanted to make sure we fucked you tonight, hmm, sweetheart?”
“Fucking gorgeous,” Chris said as Justin spun her around. Facing Chris, he immediately leaned forward to bury his face in her cleavage, startling a surprised laugh from her... that quickly turned to a moan as his hands closed over her breasts, finding her nipples through the lace. The material had felt comfortable before, but as the sensitive buds swelled and Chris’ pinching fingers moved the lace over them, it felt scratchy… in a good way.
Justin’s lips pressed against the back of her neck, making all the little hairs on her body stand at attention, and she shivered in reaction. His hands moved over her sides, down her body, and into the waistband of her pants, pushing those down as well.
“How do I always end up naked way before either of you?” she asked, half-teasing, half-complaining. Then she gasped when Chris pinched her nipples before stepping away, a glint in his eye.
“Because it makes it more fun to do this,” Justin said, spinning her back around to face him before dipping down and upending her over his shoulder. Jessica shrieked in delighted surprise as she was lifted into the air, naked ass up.
Two swats landed on her ass, one from each of her men, heating her skin with a delicious burn that faded far too quickly.
“I love it when she wears a thong,” Chris said cheerfully, rubbing his hand over the spot he’d just spanked, squeezing her soft flesh. Jessica squirmed on Justin’s shoulder as his fingers brushed against the fabric over her pussy, teasing her with the brief touch.
“Me too,” Justin agreed, turning toward the stairs. “Now, let’s go take it off her.”
Sounded good to her.
Justin
Tossing his soon-to-be-wife on their bed, Justin grinned at the pretty picture she made—the red lace accentuating her creamy curves, her cheeks flushed with interest, the messy bun of hair nearly fallen out of its loose security. Her feet were apart, but she kept her knees together, blocking the view of her lace covered pussy—the little tease.
Damn, but she was beautiful.
A shirt hit the ground next to him. Chris was already busy stripping down, his eyes glued to Jessica’s nearly naked body. Which meant Justin could focus on Jessica right now, then pass the reins off to Chris as soon as he was ready.
“Spread your legs, gorgeous,” he ordered, tapping his fingers against one of her feet and leaning forward to loom over her. “Hands up next to your head.”
His cock was slowly rising in his jeans—not slow because he wasn’t turned on, just slow because he’d been drinking. It wasn’t enough to be a whiskey dick situation, but he was feeling fuzzy enough, his body wasn’t responding the way it normally did. Even though he and Chris wouldn’t do anything particularly kinky since they’d both been drinking, Jessica was probably in for a long, hard ride. It was going to take more than usual for both of them to come.
That should be fun.
Looking at him coquettishly, Jessica arched her back, thrusting her breasts up. Her nipples were hard against the red lace, created little pebbles on the fabric, begging for attention. Leaning over, Justin sucked one pert bud into his mouth, his tongue sliding over the lace, making her gasp.
Yeah, that sound went straight to his thickening cock.
“Are you sure you don’t want to wait until next weekend?” Jessica asked. “Make the wedding night extra special?”
Justin was fairly certain she was teasing, but he lifted his head, narrowing his eyes at her before giving her pussy a swat. The thin lace of her thong wouldn’t do much to allay the sting. She gasped again, her hips shifting back and forth as she squirmed, wanting more stimulation than that one little slap.
“It’s always special when we fuck, sweetheart,” Chris said, crawling onto the bed beside her, completely naked.
“Exactly,” Justin agreed.
“I’m just saying, it could be even more special,” she said, and this time Justin was completely sure she was just teasing them—naughty thing.
Chris was apparently of the same mind. Shaking his head, he casually reached over to open the front clasp of her bra. It gaped down the center, then he bared her breasts with two small flicks of his hands.
“I think you just want a spanking.”
“So, what if I do?” she asked, pouting a little.
Chuckling, Justin began to pull off his own clothes as he watched Chris straddle Jessica’s ribcage, his cock nestling between her breasts.
“Then too bad, sweetheart, because right now I’m more interested in fucking these pretty tits.”,
That did look like fun. Justin started pulling at his clothes a little faster.
Chris
The expression of confusion and lust on Jessica’s face was both amusing and arousing. Chris liked to throw her off balance sometimes. And he definitely liked her breasts... and dirty talking to her... and the way she tilted her head forward so she could lick the tip of his dick as it slid up toward her mouth.
He pinched her nipples, tugging on them and using them to press her breasts more firmly against his cock as he rocked his hips back and forth. He loved the silky feel of her warm skin against his shaft and the pretty picture she made as her lips parted for the head of his cock, pink tongue flicking out to greet his cock.
It felt good to just let go of the events of the day and focus on his girl.
“Here.” Justin appeared at his side, strawberry flavored lube in hand. Tipping the bottle over, he dripped the cool lube across Chris’ cock. It trickled down either side of his shaft. He shivered for a second, but the warmth of Jessica’s skin and the way the lube allowed him to slide his cock more easily between her breasts, increased his pleasure.
“What do you think?” Chris asked him, giving Jessica’s nipples another little pinch. “Should we make next weekend super special for our girl? Maybe not let her come until the wedding night?”
“Hey!” Jessica protested. Justin chuckled as he slid two fingers into her mouth, effectively gagging her. She did her best, though, making an unhappy noise around his fingers and scowling at both of them. Chris twisted her nipples, rocking his hips again, and making her squeak at the sharp pinch.
“That could be fun... what do you think, sweetheart? Should we make this week extra special for you?”
Her hazel eyes widened in horror. She knew if that’s what they decided to do, they’d spend the week sexually tormenting her. Truthfully, while it could be fun, the thought didn’t appeal to Chris. He wanted her relaxed and excited, not frustrated and on edge, going into their wedding weekend. Secure in the knowledge he and Justin were on the same page, he didn’t mind teasing her a bit.
“We’re just trying to give you want you want, beautiful,” he said, sliding his hands down around her breasts and pressing the sides of the soft mounds together. His cock slipped back and forth in the sexy channel they made for him. “Justin and I can make do this week with just these pretty breasts... or your sweet mouth...”
“Or her hot little ass,” Justin said, grinning wickedly, thrusting his fingers back and forth in her mouth for her to suck on. His other hand was idly stroking his cock. “We can leave your pussy completely alone all week if that’s what you really want.”
When he pulled his fingers from her lips so Jessica could finally answer, she’d lost a lot of her sass.
“Pleeeeeaaase don’t do that,” she begged prettily. “I didn’t mean it! I was just teasing you! I definitely want to have sex and orgasms this week. They’ll all be super, super special.” The earnest way she promised them the specialness of any encounters made both men laugh, and she scowled again in realization. “You’re teasing me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, gorgeous, we’re teasing you,” Chris said, grinning down at her, still fucking her breasts. It felt so damn good. “But we’ll probably also make you work for your orgasms.”
“Damn right,” said Justin, crawling onto the bed and lying down in the middle, still lazily stroking his cock. “So, come over here and start working. Chris will fuck your ass since he’s already lubed up.”
Anticipation swept through Chris, hardening his cock even more. Justin was more of the ass man, so when they fucked her at the same time, Justin usually took her ass... which meant it was almost a special treat for Chris. Granted, he could have her ass any time he wanted, all he had to do was say so, but there was something hot about Justin ceding that territory to him.
With one last slide of his cock up the valley of her breasts, Chris rose off of her, taking his own turn to stroke his cock.
“Yes, go climb on Justin, sweetheart, I want to watch.”
Jessica
These men and the things they did to her...
The smell of strawberries coiled around her as she straddled Justin’s hips, her breasts swollen and sensitive from being fucked, her nipples sore from Chris’ tugging. As if he could hear her thoughts, Justin immediately reached up to start tugging on the hard buds.
Whimpering a little at the needy ache, spreading through her, Jessica gripped his cock in her hand, directing it into her wetness. Sinking down, her body opening and quivering around the hard shaft, she moaned with satisfaction. She was hot and slick, thanks to Chris playing with her breasts and Justin bossing her around.
“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Chris said, his voice full of admiration. He was kneeling beside her now, just watching her as she took Justin’s cock.
Shooting him a sultry smile—Jessica did love to be watched, especially by one of her lovers when she was busy with the other—she arched her back, settling onto Justin’s groin, and did a little motion with her hips, grinding her clit against his pubic bone.
Reaching out, Chris slapped her ass, just hard enough to sting. “Start riding him, sweetheart, I want to watch.”
“Yes, Sir,” she responded, only a little cheekily, and got another swat for her efforts. Of course, the delicious burn only made her even more aroused, but she did what Chris had ordered and started to move up and down on Justin’s cock, the thick shaft gliding in and out of her, filling her so wonderfully.
She felt incredibly naughty, fucking one man so another could watch... naughty, but also free and incredibly sexy.
“Good girl,” Justin murmured, squeezing her breasts hard, his fingers moving slickly over her skin. The lube made for an entirely different grip than usual, and she liked the slippery sensation. Her skin tingled under his caresses, encouraging her to move harder, faster.
Then Chris moved around behind her, his hand smacking her ass, but instead of lifting, this time, he squeezed the soft flesh, his fingers moving into the crease between her buttocks and seeking out the tight little hole there. Jessica whimpered, leaning forward so her breasts hung over Justin’s face, gasping when Chris’ finger slid into her ass at the exact same time Justin began sucking one of her nipples.
Rocking on Justin’s cock, her movements were now slightly hindered by the finger pushing in and out of her ass, but her pleasure was doubled. A second finger joined the first, stretching her with the wicked burn she loved so much.
Justin and Chris were inventive in the bedroom, which meant they didn’t always sandwich her between them, but it was probably Jessica’s favorite position, and knowing it was about to happen always made her feel unbearably aroused. Chris’ fingers, fucking her ass while she slid up and down on Justin’s cock, felt good, but it wasn’t enough.
She wanted more.
Craved it.
Then Chris’ fingers pulled away, leaving her empty. She leaned forward, even more, pressing her breasts and cheek against Justin’s chest, offering up her ass to her other lover. Her pussy squeezed Justin’s cock when she felt the head of Chris’ pressing against her tight hole. They had anal often enough, she didn’t require as much preparation as she used to, but there was always the initial burn, the sting of discomfort, and the feeling of utter submissiveness that swept over her when a cock began to push into her ass.
“Oh, fuck...” Her holes spasmed as Chris gripped her hips and thrust forward, not hard enough to harm her, but definitely faster than she’d been mentally prepared for. It hurt so good. He sank in, groaning with pleasure as his cock slid against Justin’s, separated by a thin lining between her holes, their cocks filling her completely while their bodies surrounded her.
“Fuck, yes,” Chris said, his body coming to rest against the curve of her ass. She felt his cock jerk inside of her, pressing against her inner muscles.
“Breathe, sweetheart,” Justin murmured, running his fingers through her hair. It always felt strangely difficult to breathe when they were both inside her, as though being taken in both holes somehow didn’t leave enough room for air in her lungs. She sucked in a deep breath and let it out on a sigh of pleasure, her body adjusting to the double invasion. “Good girl.”
Then they began to move, Chris pulling halfway out, then shoving back in while Justin surged up beneath her, his cock pushing in, then pulling out as Chris’ filled her. She gasped, her fingernails digging into the mattress at the dueling sensations, the tandem fucking that never failed to make her body curl with the intensity of pleasure that rocked through her.
She was propped up on her elbows between them, but she wasn’t really riding Justin anymore... she wasn’t in control of anything anymore. They fucked her together, and all she could do was take the pleasure, take their cocks pistoning in and out of her in perfect tempo, and cry out with growing ecstasy.
Shuddering between them, she let herself go as her orgasm crashed over her, a small part of the back of her brain seriously surprised they hadn’t tried to make her hold it back or put it off. Of course, they were drunk. As they fucked her straight though the spine-tingling pleasure, not even pausing to let her catch her breath, she realized neither of them was anywhere close to coming.
Whimpering, she tried to brace herself against their thrusts to keep her arousal from growing again too quickly. The only thing worse than not being allowed to come was having too many orgasms—something she was well acquainted with from nights when they decided to take turns with her… multiple turns.
