Barred (16 page)

Kimberly plasters a smile she doesn’t feel, on her face as she emerges from the limousine with Jonathon.  They walk up the steps of the elegant center the gala is located at.  As they walk in, pictures are snapped of the two of them.  She looks around in awe at the décor of the place, to the side is a huge ice sculpture in the shape of a beautiful swan.  She looks over at the black and white table cloths with the different colored flowers all over them.  Whoever coordinated this event really outdid themselves.  She stays glued to Jonathon’s side while she is introduced to all different sorts of people.  People who think they are ten times better than she is, the people that wish they could be in her shoes, and the people who think she thinks they are better than they are.  She feels the energy in the room change as she hears the murmurs pick up around the room.  She turns with Jonathon to see what everyone is staring at and her jaw drops instantly.  Emerson is in the entryway wearing a black tux that fits him like a glove, but the woman on his arm is the real reason everyone is staring.  The woman is dressed in an emerald dress that could rival the color in Emerson’s eyes.  Her red hair is tamed in curls down her back and when she turns to speak to someone, Kimberly can’t even comprehend how her dress is staying on her body.  The back is completely cut out until right above her ass crack, but she looks regal.  Nothing like the paid whore she is. 

Jonathon feels her tense, so he leans into her to reassure her.  “She is no one to him.  You are who he wants.” 

“Stop, just stop,” she says dejectedly. 

“Kimberly,” he says quietly.

“Don’t do this here.”

He gives her a tight nod as Emerson walks over with the woman.  She can’t help but compare herself to the woman on the arm of the other man she was in love with.  She thought she could handle this, but now she isn’t quite so sure.

“Kimberly, Jonathon,” Emerson nods at each of them while wrapping his arm around the woman’s waist.  “This is Susan.”

“Nice to meet you,” Kimberly says, holding her hand out to the woman.

“The pleasure is mine,” the woman says, placing her hand over Emerson’s chest.  Kimberly immediately growls, having everyone stare at her. 

“Sorry, got something in my throat. I’m going to run to the ladies room, if you’ll excuse me.” She smiles embarrassingly, as she turns, walking as fast as she can on her heels, into the closest restroom.  She looks in the mirror and is instantly comparing her features to the woman decorating her man’s arm.  She turns, hearing the door opening slowly.  Emerson comes in to see her standing there with tears in her eyes. 

“Baby…” Emerson calls out hoarsely, seeing the emotions overtaking her.  “I swear it’s not what you think.”  He walks over to her and puts his hands on her arms, making her look at him.  “If I could have come alone I would have, or if I could have brought you, I would.”

“I know, I just… Jonathon said something tonight that hit home for me,” she sobs as Emerson’s eyes gleam with anger.

“What did he say?” 

“It doesn’t matter, it was the truth.”

“It matters to me Kimberly.” 

“Just about me owing you both for helping with my case.”

“Son of a bitch! Kimberly, look at me.” Emerson grabs her chin, making her look into his eyes.  “Baby, you owe us nothing.  If you want to walk away after tonight, your debt is done.  You’ve given us both something that we can never give you back, but damn it, you owe us nothing.” 

“He’s right,” Jonathon says quietly from the door. Emerson and Kimberly both look in the direction the words came from as they both watch him walk closer to her. “I didn’t mean it, it came out and I wasn’t thinking. Emerson is right, your debt is paid. If you decide you don’t want to be with us like this anymore, your case will be settled.  Either way.”

She lets out a sigh as Emerson pulls her into him then kisses her temple. “If I didn’t have to worry about him being talked about, I’d bust his fucking lip for hurting you.” She laughs a little as he kisses her lips.  “I have to get back to Susan, but please remember, I’m just as jealous of this douche bag as you are of the woman on my arm,” he winks, walking out of the door.

“Will you ever forgive me?”  The sincerity in his eyes makes her forgive him instantly. 

“I already have. Don’t do it again though.” She says as he pulls her to him. “My heart won’t be able to take it again. I’m already aware that I am not held on the same level of integrity as you.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Jonathon, just look around us.  This isn’t my life, it’s yours.  All the people here look at me as if I don’t belong and they are right.  I don’t.  I know where I stand.” 

“That is not true, you are right where you belong. At my side. If they want to think that you don’t, fuck them.”  He reaches for her and pulls her to him kissing her deeply.  “You are the best fucking thing that has ever happened to me, and him for that matter.”  Jonathon smiles at her, trying to get the shaking to stop.  “Let’s get tonight over with so we can get back to the bedroom.  I have some ideas.”  She shivers as he says the words because any idea he has, is going to leave her feeling every bit treasured and satisfied, no matter how angry she still is over the words that were said in her bedroom. 

They exit the bathroom and walk back into the party, into the eyes of the people judging her every move.  She takes a flute of champagne off the tray the waiter is carrying as they pass.  She smiles to a woman standing beside her as she drinks a sip.  Jonathon steers her in the direction of an older couple who seemed to be in their late seventies.  The woman had her short hair perfectly teased in a helmet looking manner, but her black dress flowed down her body like a waterfall at night.  The jewels that adorned her fingers, neck, and ears were the stars in the water.  The woman was elegant and there was no way to deny it. 

“Well, he finally comes to see his grandmother,” she smiles, kissing his cheek, his grandfather shaking his hand.

“And he brought a beautiful woman,” he claims, reaching for Kimberly’s hand to kiss.  “The same one from the paper.  Is this serious?  Will I finally have some great-grandchildren?”

“Pop… You’ll scare her away,” Jonathon sighs, pulling Kimberly to his side.

“Nonsense, I see the gleam in her eyes,” the older woman says.  “Call me Flora, and this here is Teddy.”  The genuine look on his grandmother’s face has Kimberly smiling.

“Nice to meet you both,” she replies sincerely.  This conversation has been the best one she’s had tonight. 

After thirty minutes of chatting with his grandparents and his grandmother telling her she must come to dinner soon, they make their way out of the room. Before they can exit the building, they are stopped by Ron and Jana. 

“Kimberly, is that you?” Jana calls from the foyer, pulling Rob behind her.  Kimberly sags her shoulders in defeat, thinking she could have gotten out of here without seeing anyone else. 

“Hey Jana, you look beautiful,” Kimberly says with a fake smile plastered to her face.  She meant every word too, looking at the woman standing before her.  Jana was wearing a baby blue chiffon dress that hugged her curves in all the right places and her long strawberry blonde hair was braided to the side, much like Elsa from
Frozen
. She couldn’t help but feel a little envious at how beautiful the woman was.

“Kimberly, I see you are both leaving but I wanted to stop you,” Jana says, placing her hand on Kimberly’s arm.  “I really would love to have lunch or dinner sometime soon if you want.  I think the boys are meeting at the Country Club for golf next weekend.  We could go shopping and go to lunch?”

“Sure, I’d love that. Just text me or Jonathon,” Kimberly says sincerely, looking at the girl in front of her.  She knows the woman means well, but if she only knew that Kimberly really didn’t fit into her society class.  She stands beside Jonathon as he carries on with Ron. 

“Well, we better be going. Just let me know about this weekend. Good seeing you both,” Jonathon says, guiding Kimberly out the door with his hand on the small of her back. 

They climb into the limousine, both taking a sip of the champagne waiting for them in the tray.  They pull up to Kimberly’s house, which makes her look around in shock. 

“Why are we here?”

“I figured you would want to be in your own home tonight, I thought…” he trails off giving her a sad smile.

“Please stay.”

He smiles at her, takes her hand and pulls her from the car. He walks her to the door, takes her key from her hand and opens the door. She pulls him in behind her as she walks toward the kitchen. What she finds when she gets there, is a surprise.  Emerson is standing there with his tie undone and his first two buttons unbuttoned.  She smiles as she sees him, realizing it isn’t Susan that he wants.  He walks over to her, admiring the black silk that clings to her body.

“Are you afraid, Kimberly?” Emerson asks, pulling her leg up to rest on his hip—his hand sliding up the exposed skin of her thigh, pushing the black silk of her dress higher. 

“No,” she replies breathlessly, feeling Jonathon against her back.

“Good, because we are going to make you feel pleasure unlike any you have ever known,” Jonathon whispers into her ear before licking the lobe.  Feeling like she might combust, she feels a finger running up the lace of her panties.

“Always so eager for me.  I am going to fuck you so hard Kimberly,” Emerson whispers huskily before licking her lips with his tongue.  As she opens to grant him entrance to her mouth, she hears a zipper, then another. 

“We are going to both have you tonight.  I hope you’re ready,” Jonathon groans as he bites her ear again. Just as she’s about to protest, she feels the heat of the two men against her.  Once Emerson slides his cock into her pussy, she throws caution to the wind and pushes her ass against Jonathon’s engorged member.  The heat radiating from him against her forbidden entrance has her shaking with need. 

“I am going to sit down Kimberly. When I do, lean forward, it will be easier for you,” Emerson says, looking into her eyes as he walks toward the living room with her in his arms.  She straddles him, his cock sliding deeper into her as she leans forward.  She leans her head on his shoulder as Jonathon stands behind her, his hand stroking his dick as he watches Emerson slide in and out of her pussy. He spits on his fingers, bringing them to Kimberly’s puckered hole before sliding one finger inside her.  He hears her gasp as his finger is pulled into the forbidden entrance. 

“Oh,” she lets out in a loud breath as Emerson leans down to slide his finger over her clit. In past experiences, the men have come to learn that if you stimulate the woman it makes double penetration not hurt so badly.  Jonathon slides a second finger into her ass as she rides Emerson more forcefully.  Jonathon spits again, this time covering the head of his cock with his saliva to make entrance easier.  He slowly removes his fingers, replacing them with the tip of his glistening cock.  He slowly pushes his way into Kimberly.

“Oh God,” she moans with Emerson continuing to slide his thumb over her clit.  She leans back some to take more of Jonathon in, amazed at how turned on she is by the invasion.  She gasps as Emerson leans forward, taking one of her pebbled nipples into his mouth through the silk of her dress.  She bucks against the two men as they fill her like she’s never been filled before. She was always afraid of doing things like this, especially having someone inside of her where no one should ever be, but the feelings raging through her body are raging war. Her whole body starts to shake from the pleasure building deep in her core. She bites down on her lip, feeling both of the guys start to throb inside of her.  Emerson flicks her clit once more as he bites down on her nipple, sending her over the edge.  Her muscles clenching his cock as she explodes all over him, sending off a domino effect.  Emerson grabs her hips as his body tenses, his cock spurting deep inside as he lets out a fierce growl of approval.  Jonathon slams into her one more time, his hands on her shoulders, pulling her into his cock as his release pours into her ass. Each of their bodies shaking from the exertion, all of their chests heaving to put the air back into their lungs. Jonathon slowly pulls his throbbing cock from her backdoor as he relaxes from the pleasure he just sustained. He kisses her shoulder as she lays her head on Emerson’s chest, trying to get her bearings. 

“I’m going to go run you a bath, you’ll be sore,” Jonathon says, retreating to the bathroom.  Once the water is running and Emerson is sure Jonathon can’t hear him, he leans into Kimberly’s ear. 

“You did amazing, baby,” he leans in and kisses her temple. “Did you enjoy that?”

“If I say yes, does that make me a whore?”

“What? No!” Emerson grabs her chin, making her look at him.  “It makes you the hottest fucking thing to walk the Earth.”

“Good, I want to be that,” she mumbles, letting out a yawn.  “I believe you two have placed me into a pleasure coma.”

Emerson throws his head back, letting out a belly laugh, making his cock stir inside of her.  “A pleasure coma?”

She lets out a gasp as his cock hits her sensitive spot.  He smirks before picking her up and carrying her into the bathroom.  She can’t help but stare at the dimple on his right cheek.  She’d noticed it before but it was never this prominent. 

“You’re happy,” she realizes as he smiles at her with a bigger smile.

“Of course, I am.”  He kisses her nose as Jonathon steps out of the shower. 

“I’m going to go make some coffee,” he says as he kisses her on the lips.  “Enjoy your bath.”

“Thank you for running my water.  It smells amazing in here.”

“You’re welcome. I want you to know, I really don’t consider you like what I said earlier today.” He runs a hand through his hair, embarrassed for having said that and for having to apologize again in front of Emerson.  Jonathon hated having an audience and it seemed like any time he fucked up around Kimberly, Emerson was always there to see it.  She gives him a smile and a kiss on the cheek before sliding her dress completely off and stepping into the steaming water.  Right then he wished he could tell her just what his heart was saying, but he knew she wouldn’t believe him even if he tried.