CherrysJubilee (5 page)

Dazed, she opened her eyes to see Connor’s gaze locked on her breasts, his hands closed around them so tightly that they swelled and she moaned in pleasure as his mouth found a nipple. He sucked hard on her tender tip and bolts of pleasure speared to her core.

Jed dipped his tongue into the pool of champagne in her navel and licked it up, his tongue spearing down into the cup, and Cherry shivered at the touch as he sucked the last of the sparkling wine from it before making his way up her body to nudge Connor’s hand away from one breast and have his turn there.

The tease of Erik’s tongue at her clit, along with the deep sweeping licks of it through her pussy, drove her higher. Jed’s mouth closed around her other nipple, joining Connor, both of them suckling hard. Heat shot through. Erik’s mouth moved to her clit, sliding his tongue hard against it in deep sweeps across her sensitive nub, spearing against it, flicking it. Pleasure exploded. Crying out, she bucked hard as the orgasm punched through her in a massive flood, ecstasy in its wake. She shook with it, her skin on fire as it burned through her, scorching her.

His eyes hot, Connor looked at her and said with a smile of satisfaction, “Now we know that she’s multi-orgasmic. That’s two. What say we go for three?”

She shivered at his words, she was limp, muscles heavy, when someone held a bottle of champagne to her lips. She looked up to find Jed standing there holding the bottle, his brown eyes sympathetic and hot. She looked at him gratefully, drinking thirstily and far too fast. On an empty stomach she knew the champagne would hit her like a ton of bricks, but she might need it.

While Cherry hadn’t known what to expect, this was beyond her wildest fantasy. Every muscle shivered with pleasure, with need and desire. She had wanted this and now she could only surrender to it. She was bound and helpless and it was incredible. She had never been so turned on, so hot in her entire life. There were three gorgeous men touching her, pleasuring her.

She smiled a little as Jed’s mouth covered hers, his tongue licking at her lower lip, sucking on it lightly. She opened her mouth to him, his tongue went deep as someone massaged her breasts again and Connor’s hand cupped her mound.

Jed tasted of champagne and her own musk. His mouth was firm but not too hard as it moved over hers.

A groan escaped her as a finger speared up into her depths. Involuntarily her hips rose as much as she could lift them in that position.

God, she needed to be filled, to be fucked.

Connor lowered his mouth to Cherry’s clit, touching just the tip of his tongue to it, his finger stroking within her as he searched for just the right spot inside her. Her body clenched around his finger as Connor found what he had been looking for and stroked, his finger sliding over her G-spot.

“Dear God, she’s so tight, so wet and so hot,” he said as her slick internal muscles closed around his finger. “So sweet.”

It was astonishing, the heat of her nearly scorching.

A soft moan whispered out of her as he stroked and Erik returned to her breasts, devouring first one then the other, sucking hard on her until her nipples were rigid and distended, his hands closing around them, squeezing them and kneading, his fingers pressing into the smooth, soft, white flesh.

Cherry arched her back to give him more.

“Look at them, Conn,” Erik said, his voice reverent, his hands filled with her bountiful tits, closing around them so that they rose and mounded.

They were beautiful, that was certain, Connor had loved sucking on them.

Sliding another finger into her, Connor licked lightly at her clit until she moaned, her hips pumping as her inner muscles clenched, flexing around his fingers. Using her own juices as lubrication, he brushed his thumb over the tight little entrance to her anus, pressing lightly. She trembled, hips lifting again. He pressed harder and her hips bucked.

He had his own private fantasy that not all women enjoyed, one that Jed and Erik shared.

Her head tossed, her eyelids fluttered.

Promising.

Deliberately he swirled her clit with his tongue as he stroked her within and without, pressing his thumb against her anus lightly and listening to the moan building in her throat. He drew her swollen clit gently into his mouth and suckled softly but with steadily increasing force.

To his delight Connor watched Cherry arch her body as tight as a bow as she cried out her pleasure once more. Her body trembled as he sucked on her until she sobbed her release.

He straightened and she went absolutely limp, too weak to move, her head lolling, her hair splayed over the table and around her lovely face.

There was no doubt in his mind that pretty Cherry was multi-orgasmic and would keep coming until they stopped toying with her. Which could be a long time.

He looked at Jed and Erik. Jed was stroking his cock through the fabric of his pants. Erik’s erection pressed hard against his slacks.

“As long as she’s willing, it looks to me as if we’re keeping her,” Connor said.

With a grin and a wink, Jed swept up the party favors and slipped them in his pocket as Connor turned to Cherry.

Cherry had nearly wept as the orgasm swept through her. Her pussy ached. It felt empty. It needed more, needed to be filled. Each motion of Connor’s mouth and tongue on her throbbing, aching clit had sent bursts of electricity through her body. The fingers inside her had driven an entirely new pleasure—deeper, far more intense. It was as though a dam had burst inside her. The flood that dam released had driven the cry out of her as it roared through her, her body bucking, instinctively trying to spread her legs farther, despite being bound, as every muscle in her body went taut.

She was utterly spent, wrung out, and they still hadn’t fucked her. They had only toyed with her, teased and tormented her.

Cherry was only half aware when they untied her from the table. Connor and Jed helped her to her feet then Erik bound her wrists behind her with the velvet ties that had secured her to the table.

If she wanted to protest, now was the time.

Looking into Connor’s blue eyes, she saw them go hot as his hand slid between her thighs, cupping her mound, her throbbing, aching, empty pussy.

“What do you say, Cherry? We’re not through with you,” Connor whispered in her ear, his lips brushing lightly over it, making her shiver. “We want you, all three of us. We’ve got the whole weekend ahead of us. It’s up to you, Cherry.”

She wasn’t certain what they had in mind. A part of her was a bit anxious but another part—her drenched, aching and empty pussy—wanted to see them naked, wanted them to fuck her. They could bend her over the table and take her. All of them. She wouldn’t protest. She needed it.

Looking at the three of them, she could see they all had rigid erections behind the material of their tuxedo pants.

She wanted a cock inside her.

No, she wasn’t ready for it to be over.

Taking a breath, she nodded.

She was committed now. She was once more their willing captive.

Chapter Four

With the building emptied of everyone but security, they were free to drape a tablecloth around Cherry’s shoulders and escort her up to the executive suite on the topmost floor of the building, accessed by private elevator and intended for those nights when Connor worked too late to bother going home.

It was impossible for any of them, it seemed, to keep their hands off her lush body, all three of them stroking and touching her breasts, her stomach, her tight, nicely rounded ass as they rode up in the elevator. Jed gave Connor a look, then slid his fingertips along her rump, along her sex, his fingers slipping through the wetness there, giving her a quick finger-fuck to hear her gasp. All three of them had grabbed bottles of champagne, drinking directly from the bottles, holding them for Cherry to drink, the champagne spilling down over her breasts, over her body. They sucked or licked it off.

They took her to the bedroom of the suite where there was plenty of space in which to play. Jed dropped the bottles of lubricant in the drawer of one of the bedside tables then pulled out the box of condoms.

With a grin, he said, “These might come in handy.”

He tossed a handful onto the bed.

“All right, gentlemen, let’s roll up our sleeves and get to work,” Connor declared, smiling as he picked Cherry up and deposited her in the middle of the king-sized bed. Legs spread for balance, she sat back on her heels, giving them a very good view of her pretty pussy.

Connor looked at her sitting there so prettily, her back straight, her hands bound behind her so that her breasts pushed forward, the mound of curls and her sex clear and available to them.

Her golden hair tumbled wildly over her shoulders, her blue eyes huge in a slightly heart-shaped face and her mouth swollen from their kisses. Her body was gorgeous—plentifully curved in all the right places, full breasts heavy, lush and yet the hardened peaks of them still pointed upward.

Shaking his head, unbuttoning his cuffs, he could only admire her.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said reverently, his cock aching to fuck her. It was amazing to see her there, naked, the three of them standing around her.

Connor got no argument from either Jed or Erik, who were eyeing her as well, their appreciation evident.

The admiration in her eyes as she looked at them in return was just as obvious, her gaze wandering and lingering appreciatively over their bodies. Very satisfying to three male egos.

Connor walked to the bed, pleased when she rose unsteadily to her knees to meet him.

For Cherry, watching the three of them strip was like having her own private Chippendales show as the white, pin-tucked tuxedo shirts came off, one after another.

She would have been hard put to declare which of them she liked better—Connor’s broad-shouldered, firmly muscled body, Jed’s long, lean, narrow-hipped frame or Erik’s broad-chested, solidly muscled form. She swallowed hard as they quickly stripped out of their tuxedos, each hard masculine body incredible in its own right.

It was clear that all three worked out regularly, not just Erik, although the massive muscles in his chest and arms were testament to his dedication to keeping in shape.

Certainly Connor and Jed had nothing to be ashamed of—there wasn’t an ounce of excess body fat on either of them. They were just different body types. She didn’t have a favorite.

Then there were their cocks, especially Erik’s. She grew wet in anticipation even as she quailed a little at the size of him, thinking of his cock swelling inside her. He was a big man but none of them were small. She was fairly certain that she’d never taken a cock as big as any of theirs. It seemed that she would tonight. Her head spun at the thought.

She knew that if she asked, they would let her go. They’d be disappointed but they would allow her to leave. Looking at those hard masculine bodies though, a rush of lust went through her, her muscles still twitched from their attentions and she found that she didn’t want to leave. Not yet.

All three of them were looking at her as if she were a particularly tasty treat as they walked toward her. Something to be devoured. In a way she had been and still was. A shiver went through her though at that look in their eyes—the appreciation, the desire, the hunger. Her pussy flexed and tightened in response.

With a sigh of appreciation she eyed the three of them, all drop-dead gorgeous, and replied to Connor’s compliment, “So are you.”

They definitely were.

She wished her hands were free to run over the strong muscles of Connor’s chest, stroke over Jed’s rippled abs or run her fingers over Erik’s massive pecs. She wanted to tangle her fingers in Connor’s dark wavy hair, comb Jed’s thick brown hair back or slide over Erik’s silky blond locks.

With a smile, Connor walked toward her, took a handful of her hair, jerked her head back and proceeded to devour her mouth with enthusiasm as Jed settled beside her and Erik behind, to stroke, play with and torment her body.

Their hands swarmed over her.

Erik pushed his big thick fingers into her pussy while Jed suckled hard and enthusiastically at her breasts.

Heat exploded through her as they played with her, as Connor savaged her mouth, crushing hers, his tongue driving deep. She loved it, loved the fierceness of it, the passion, the taste of him. She loved his long, hard, naked body against hers.

“She’s so tight,” Erik said with a groan as his fingers pushed farther inside her.

Erik’s fingers were thicker than Connor’s and they stretched her delightfully as he finger-fucked her slowly and steadily. He plunged them deep as his other arm wrapped around her from behind to cup, squeeze and torment her breast.

Moistening his thumb in her juices, Erik rubbed it over the tightly puckered rosebud of her ass.

The pleasure it gave her to feel his thumb there as he finger-fucked her at the same time astonished her. She didn’t want him to stop any more than she wanted Jed to stop nipping and biting her nipples, each nibble sending a sharp bolt of pleasure through her.

With each touch, her body jolted, urging them on to greater efforts.

Connor’s hot mouth sent bursts of goose bumps over her skin in concert to Erik’s fingers inside her and Jed’s mouth suckling hard at her breast, scraping his teeth over her nipple. She was almost overwhelmed.