Barred (10 page)

“Now, still think I don’t know how to have fun?” He questions, pulling her pants back up and re-adjusting his clothing. 

“I’m sorry I ever said you didn’t, but I really don’t like being scared to death. Can we go?”

He laughs, taking her hand and knocking on the wall to be let out of the secret door.  The zombie is smiling, knowing that they just fucked in the confines of the darkness.  Emerson pulls her back towards the entrance while the actors constantly jump at her, making her jump and squeal in his arms.  He wouldn’t have had it any other way.  

Jonathon smiles at seeing Kimberly wear a blue jean skirt with a white tank top, walking towards Cinderella’s Castle.  He catches sight of Emerson as they stroll towards him.  Emerson has on a pair of khaki shorts with a blue t-shirt and brown loafers. 
Come on dude, let’s try to at least not look like a prude.
 
He pulls his sunglasses up on his nose as they head right for him. 

“Jonathon!” Kimberly squeals as she sees him standing there in a pair of jeans and a yellow shirt. She lets go of Emerson’s hand and runs to him, jumping into his arms.  He lets out a sigh of content while he finally wraps his arms around the woman he has been wanting all night long.

“Hey beautiful.” He whispers into her ear as she kisses him softly.

“What are you doing here?”

“Payback, brother.”

“What?” Kimberly looks between them, her little nose wrinkled, trying to figure it out.

“Oh, Emerson lost a bet.”  Jonathon’s dimple shows with his smile.  “Besides, Prince Charming needed to come rescue you from the big bad wolf.”

“Wrong fairy tale, idiot.” Emerson huffs, rolling his eyes.

“I’m glad you’re here! I missed you, and now I get to have my two favorite men show me around a place I’ve never been.”

“What?” Jonathon asks appalled.

“Never?” Emerson replies at the same time.

“Nope.”

“Kimberly, you’re thirty.”

“I’m aware, now show me around.”

The guys pull her toward Fantasyland and Jonathon’s favorite ride at Disney, Space Mountain. For an hour they ride the rides, laugh and cut up, almost forgetting the real world.  Emerson can feel the weight of Kimberly’s case on his shoulders while he watches her smile.  He knows he wants to keep her happy and there is just no way they can unless they find a way to get her out of the mess that she’s in.

“Let’s go on the Haunted Mansion,” she squeals while they make their way to the ride.

“You and Jonathon go, I’m going to return a couple calls I missed.” Emerson smiles, kissing her head.

“Okay,” she shrugs as Jonathon pulls her into the line with an evil grin on his face. Of course, the bastard would have something up his sleeve in a dark room like that. 
Fucker.

“So, are you enjoying your time with Emerson?” 

“Are you jealous?”  She gives him a wink while walking together toward the ride.

“Maybe.” He winks as she blushes.

“You must know I like you a lot.”

“I do, what’s not to like,” he grabs her hand to stop her. “I mean, come on Kimberly, look at this body.  I’m smoking.”  She busts out laughing and continues to walk.  “Hey! That hurts my ego,” he runs after her to catch up.

“You are pretty smokin’.” 

They get to the beginning of the line without much of a wait time, and Jonathon pulls Kimberly into him.  He leans into her ear, giving her a light nip.  “If you only knew half the shit I wanted to do to you, but I will settle for having my fingers in that pussy when we sit down in the dark.”

Kimberly shivers, leaning against his chest.  Imagining his fingers there makes her squeeze her thighs closer together.  “You better behave.”  She retorts breathlessly. 

“I’m the bad one,” he turns her to him and kisses her just as the doll falls from the ceiling at the entrance.” 

“I’m very aware of that fact,” she says, smiling at him.  “Thank you for trying to take the scariness away.  A real prince charming, you are.”  She pulls at the bottom of his shirt as they are escorted into the hall with the awaiting cars to take them through the mansion. 

Once they are seated, Jonathon does exactly what he said earlier.  He slides his hand up Kimberly’s thigh.   “No,” she hisses. 

“Baby, its dark…” he leans into her. “No one can see us here. I need to taste you.” She finally relents, knowing there is no way she can deny him anything, and especially not when those baby blue eyes are focused so intently on her.  She sighs at the feeling of his thick finger in her panties.  “I knew you wanted it, you’re fucking dripping.” 

Kimberly wants to feel disgusted with herself, being felt up on a children’s ride at fucking Disney World but with his finger curling into her heat like that, she can’t help but hold on for both rides. As they ride past dancing ghosts and flying heads, Kimberly tries to keep quiet, but the plundering of Jonathon’s fingers in her pussy have her on the verge of crying out.  He laughs quietly, taking his finger out, bringing it to his lips to taste the sweetness dripping from it.  “Fuck, that tastes better than any cake I’ve ever had,” he says while he rubs his finger on Kimberly’s mouth until she opens for him. She tastes her own arousal on his finger, wondering to herself why in the hell she isn’t objecting. This man has hypnotized her, she would never have done things like this before these two. “Doesn’t it taste good?” He questions, leaning in to lick it from her lips.  If it were possible, she would be a puddle on the seat of this ride. 

“Yes,” she replies hoarsely as he reaches back between her legs and slides two fingers into her. 

“Kimberly, look at me,” he orders her to turn to him.  “The rides almost over.  I want you to cum on my fingers, now,” as he says the statement, he curls his fingers into her g-spot, sending her into oblivion.  He slams a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet.  The light in his eyes isn’t unnoticed by her as she finally comes down.  They turn a corner as a mirror appears and they aren’t alone in the mirror.  Kimberly jerks as Jonathon laughs, pulling his finger from her panties while the ghost sits on the other side of Kimberly. Kimberly can’t help but blush, thinking the ghost somehow knows just what is going on, and wondering if he has seen more people doing just the same thing.  The smile on his face makes her think the answer to that is yes. 

Kimberly stands on shaky legs to exit the ride, holding onto Jonathon, who has to readjust his pants to hide the bulge he’s sporting.  Just to get back at him, she reaches down, running a nail over the outline of his cock.  “You harlot!” He laughs, moving her hand away.   “I’m going to run into the men’s room to handle my ummm… problem,” he blushes a little, looking over at her.  “I’ll think of naked grandmas or something of that sort.” 

“Emerson should be sitting over there,” he says as he points at the other prince who seems to have stolen her heart. 

She walks over to where Emerson is sitting with food ordered for them all.  His back is to her as he talks on the phone. 

“I don’t care what you have to do, I want it handled.  Yes, do it.”  He snarls which makes Kimberly take a couple steps back.  She knew the guys were the best in the state but she never realized how tough they really were. She watches as he slouches over a bit. She walks around to where he’s sitting and puts her hands around his neck and sliding them down his chest. 

“Hiya handsome,” she leans down, kissing his cheek.

“So, he didn’t keep his hands to himself, eh?” Kimberly sits down beside him, immediately blushing as Emerson talks.  “I can smell you, sweet girl.” 

“Stop!  There’s kids around here!”

He throws his head back as Jonathon comes to sit on her other side, smirking as if he knows exactly what Emerson is going on about. Jonathon leans over and kisses Kimberly on the temple before diving into his hamburger. “Thanks for the grub,” he mumbles out around the food he’s ingesting. 

“Sure thing. Eat up, we still have Thunder Mountain and Splash Mountain to visit.”

“I don’t know about all these rollercoasters,” Kimberly says, taking a bite of her cheeseburger. 

“They aren’t horrible.” 

“Yes, to you.”

“Come on, we will hold your hand the whole way,” Jonathon exclaims around yet another bite of food. 

“I’m sure you will hold more than her hand,” Emerson snorts, which in turn, makes Jonathon laugh, and choke on his food.

“Behave you two,” Kimberly barks, patting Jonathon on the back. 

After a day in Magic Kingdom getting to meet Mickey Mouse, seeing all of the shows and watching the fireworks and light parade, the trio make their way back to the hotel.  Kimberly is snoring softly on Jonathon’s shoulder as he looks over at Emerson. 

“Are you mad?”

“At what?”

“That I’m here?”

Emerson takes a deep breath before turning his green eyes on Jonathon.  “What would make you say that?  I love you like my own brother.” 

“This was your weekend.”

“It feels more right with you here.  She seems to adore you just as much.” 

“You like her,” Jonathon realizes, looking at Emerson.

“I do, but so do you and don’t deny it.  Besides, the paper thinks she’s dating you anyway.” 

“That doesn’t matter.  They can think what they want, you were there that night too.  If it’s her you want, I will back away.”

“Why don’t you let her decide, she’s awake anyway. Her breathing changed,” Emerson says as Kimberly sits back up.

“I don’t get this, I thought this was just an agreement,” she replies, looking at them. 

“It is, but if feelings are involved, maybe it would be better to reevaluate before someone gets hurt,” Jonathon answers while running a finger through her curls hanging from her ponytail. 

“And what about my feelings?” 

“What are your feelings?” 

“There is something about both of you I like… that I’m drawn to. I couldn’t imagine going to just friends with one of you, which would have to happen—considering you are colleagues and best friends.”

“She has a point, Jonathon.” 

“Yes, you do.  I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Have you changed your mind?  Do you not want me anymore?” 

“Baby, please don’t think that. I want you more than my next breath,” he retorts, putting his hand over hers and placing it on his hard member to prove his point. 

She gasps and Emerson rolls with laughter while the car pulls into the driveway of the hotel.  They all get out of the vehicle with the bags of treats, clothes, and souvenirs for the kids at the daycare.  The men carry them to the room as Kimberly unlocks the door to the suite. 

“I had an amazing time today, thank you for making my dreams come true.”

“I didn’t, thank him,” Jonathon points at Emerson, who blushes a little.

“Sure, I’ll be Prince Charming.  How about we all try out that tub in the bathroom?” 

“Oh, I always wanted to play out the Pretty Woman fantasy. I will totally be Vivian,” Kimberly squeals, running to the bathroom to get the big tub ready. 

She can hear the guys mumbling in the living room about a case or something but chooses to ignore them. She thinks back to the new lingerie set she bought to wear on the trip, and before she can talk herself out of it, she walks to her suitcase and grabs the satin and lace contraption.  She slides the clothes she wore all day off, and slides the satin material up her thighs.  She looks down at her freshly shaved pussy, just the landing strip of brown curls showing through the crotch-less device she is wearing and trembles a bit.  She reaches for the black corset top that will pull the ensemble together, and the pasties that will cover her exposed nipples, wondering how on earth the damn saleswoman talked her into this outfit.  She turns off the water, slides on the corset, pasties and her five-inch stilettos before walking to the door.  She opens it slowly, taking a deep breath and praying the guys like the outfit.  Jonathon’s eyes look to her before Emerson’s and his breathing halts.

“Holy shit!” A breathless Emerson says, stalking toward her.  “Where did that come from?”