Damon's Challenge (Creek Valley) (8 page)

“What are you going to do?”

“I want you to sit down. Before An
dy gets inside your hot little body, I’m going to taste your sweet cunt.”

Andy helped her off his lap
, and she took Damon’s hand as she moved on over to him. The coffee table didn’t look strong enough to take her weight.

“It’ll take your weight.” Damon knelt up so his head was at her stomach. She took in several deep breaths while also trying to suck her stomach in. His grip went around to her ass and tightened his hold on her.
“Don’t try and hide who you are. You’re so damn sexy I’m struggling to hold onto my sanity.”

Nodding, she sat down on the edge of the coffee table. She kept her knees closed. They were all naked in the house
, and she couldn’t stop but look at both men. Damon was larger than Andy somehow, and his arms were covered in ink from his travels.

His hands went to her knees
, and he opened them wide. “Lie back. I’m going to taste your pussy. I can smell your cream, and I know you taste fucking sweet.”

S
he lowered back and knew she would never look at this coffee table the same way again. Andy was perched on the end of the sofa. His hand was working his shaft, and she saw the tip glisten.

“I love you, baby,” he said.

Smiling, she nodded. “I love you, too.”

Meredith felt the connection with him. From the first moment they met she’d felt a strong connection with Andy.
She’d been scared that the connection would disappear with Damon present, but in fact it was like their connection had gotten stronger, deeper. It wasn’t just a case of her feelings for Andy being taken over by Damon. The feelings both men inspired inside her were equal to each other.

No, that couldn’t be right. She’d only known Damon a year. There’s no way she could be in love with him.

It didn’t take you a year to figure out you were in love with Andy.

She’d fallen for Andy instantly. He’d been charming, sweet, kind
, and she’d fallen hard. Damon was the total opposite, but he was everything that was important. She touched his arm covered in the ink. Both arms were covered with different kinds of ink. She ran her fingers over the red heart with an arrow shooting through it.

“What’s the matter?” Damon asked. His fingers were stroking up the inside
of her thigh.

“Nothing. I just wondered why you got this type of ink.”

Her legs were wide open with her pussy on display, and she was more interested in his ink.

Not the right time, Meredith.

“It was one of my first tattoos. I got it when I was eighteen. I was drunk off my face and thought I was in love with a blonde I just met. The woman lasted the night until the alcohol wore off, and the ink has stayed as a reminder to never get so drunk I do crazy assed shit.”

She pulled her hand away, leaning back.
Would he ever get some ink to remind him of them?

Stupid thought.

Damon may not even be staying with them. There were no promises or words of love. Cutting the thoughts off, she concentrated on what Damon was doing between her thighs. His fingers had spread the lips of her sex open wide. She always kept her pubic hair nicely trimmed. A few years ago she’d waxed it all off, but she and Andy hadn’t liked it. When the hairs started to grow back, she’d kept it neat instead.

“I love my woman to look like a woman,” Andy said.

“I can’t be done with women who take it all off either.” Damon ran his fingers over the fine hairs. “She’s so responsive. I could spend the whole day playing with her.” His fingers moved to her clit, teasing down her slit.

She closed her eyes loving the feel of his touch on her body.
Her legs felt like jelly. Damon rested them on his naked thighs.

Taking in deep breaths
Meredith cried out as two fingers penetrated her pussy.

“Suck her breasts. I don’t want a part of her to be left untouched,” Damon said, forcing her to open her eyes.

Andy moved close, cupping both of her breasts in his hands. She stared up at him as he looked at her and then at Damon. Both men’s hands were on her body, and yet they were different. Their hands were rough. Damon’s fingers were bigger and slightly harder whereas Andy’s were gentle. Their history together was making him pause before taking things too far. She didn’t want him to be hesitant with her. She wasn’t made of glass.

Damon turned his fingers inside her, stroking a spot inside her that made her jerk up on the coffee table. He pressed a hand to her stomach as Andy pushed her down.

“I’m stroking her g-spot.”

Meredith had never felt anything like it.

“You’re not to come. I want to taste you before you come.”

She growled out, shaking her head.

“If you come I’ll spank your ass ten times. You’ll do as I say.” Damon’s warning was all it took for her to fight the urge to come.

She tightened her hands on the edge of the coffee table to keep her mind focused on not climaxing.
If this is what happened with Damon in charge, then she no longer liked it.

Even as she thought about Damon not being part of her life, she felt the hum in her body at being told what to do. Her pleasure was in Damon’s hands. He was the one to control her.

Opening her eyes, she stared at the ceiling loving every second of what he was doing. Andy’s fingers were working her breasts, pinching and stroking. Their touch was too much, and yet it wasn’t enough.

“I’m going to taste her sweet cunt now.” In the next instant Damon’s mouth was on her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth.

She screamed as pleasure hit her hard and deep. Nothing could have prepared her for the feel of his lips on her pussy.

Down his tongue went to circle her entrance. In the next instant he plunged his tongue into her core. Andy held her down as several times she could have quite easily
pulled away.

Meredith was being taken by surprise by their touch.

“Fuck, she’s so creamy and juicy,” Damon said, pulling away to speak.

Heat filled her cheeks along with need as her orgasm started to build.

He’s not given me permission.

She wanted to sob at the unfairness of it all.

****

Damon felt her pussy clutch at his tongue with each penetration. He went from sucking her clit to plundering her cunt. She was so fucking juicy
, and he couldn’t get enough of her taste. Andy was holding her down, and he knew she was getting closer to splintering apart. He’d not intended for today to get this far. He had every intention of waiting for the right time for them all to be together.

The moment he touched her
, the look in Andy’s eyes had thrown it all away, along with Meredith’s teasing. The happiness in her eyes took his breath away. Her body was perfection. Everything about her was perfect, and he couldn’t have found a better woman for himself.

In fact when
he looked at Andy and Meredith, both were perfect for him.

The love he felt exploded out. There was no way he could let this fail. His love for both of them went far beyond sex, dominance
, and submission.

Pulling away, he replaced her clit with his finger. He heard her sobs and knew he needed to let her come before risking sending her over the edge.

Today he wouldn’t bring punishments into their life. They had all the time in the world to adapt to their new way of living.

“Meredith, baby, I want you to come.”

He placed his lips back on her clit and sucked her deep. Within seconds she splintered apart in her arms. Her cum coated his fingers as she cried out. Andy held her as her body shook with the strength of her orgasm.

Damon drank her down, relishing the taste.

“You’re so beautiful, Meredith. I can’t wait to be inside you,” Andy said.

Dropping a kiss to her clit he pulled away going to her side. He licked the
remnants of her cream from his fingers. She turned to look at him. A glorious glow shone out of her. Stroking her hair, he stared into her eyes waiting for her to speak.

“That was
amazing.”

“I could play with you all day.” He looked at Andy and nodded. “I think it’s time
our little sub got what she’s earned.”

“What?” she asked, looking down.

Glancing to where Andy was between her thighs. He watched as Andy ran the tip through her creamy slit.

“I love you, baby.”

She moaned as slowly Andy sank inside.

“Go hard and deep,” Damon said, knowing what she wanted.

There were parts of Meredith, he clearly didn’t get. Damon leaned down, sucking her nipple in hard.

“Tell him, Meredith. Tell him to fuck you hard. To make it hurt just a little,” Damon said. He released her nipple and saw the uncertainty in her eyes.

Andy paused with his cock half way inside her.

“Fuck me, Andy. Fuck me hard and deep.”

Her color went a deeper shade of red. Damon was going to make sure they talked more openly with each other.

“You can’t get what you want if you both don’t talk with each other.” He sent a little thank you to
Mother Nature for locking them inside the home alone. Without being locked in, Damon wouldn’t have gotten the coming days to work with both of them.

Get them to fall in love with you.

He stopped sucking her breast and sat up to watch as Andy fucked his wife. Hands were at her hips as Andy plunged in deep and hard, doing exactly as he said.

“No, I can’t get the angle.” Andy pulled out of her, grabbed her hand and sat on the sofa.

In his position on the floor Damon watched them fuck. Andy tugged her onto his lap, getting her to straddle his hips. Within seconds Andy was inside her.

“
Wrap your legs around me,” Andy said. Their connection sent a shot of jealousy running through Damon. This couple was perfect for each other. He didn’t want to ruin their moment with each other. Walking away was not ideal either.

Meredith was staring at him
, and so was Andy. They were making love and still waiting for him to join in.

What was going on with him? He wanted
to make Andy and Meredith to fall in love with him. Once they were in love with him, there was no way they could get rid of him. Crap, the country ranch along with these two people was making him yearn to settle down. The bike sitting outside, waiting to be assembled looked way too lonely to him. There was a time when the life on the open road was all he craved. When had he started to want something different?

Damon recalled Christmas the previous year. Riding his bike he never got the chance to celebrate Christmas. He’d moved from place to place, fucking his way through one lonely woman or man to another
, whereas last year he’d gotten involved in setting up the tree and collecting goods from the store for Meredith when she’d been too ill to go herself. Speaking of illness, he’d helped to nurse her back to health. Slowly, over the last year he’d become drawn to these two people and started to like life that was in one home.

Sitting with his back against the chair, he watched Meredith and Andy make love, wishing with all of his heart he was behind them. The threesomes he’d seen in town made him want the same.

“Come here, Damon,” Andy said. “She needs your touch as much as mine.”

Her hand was reaching out to him along with Andy. Did they realize the turmoil he was feeling?

Getting up from his seat, he made his way to where they were making love. He pulled the hair off the side of Meredith’s neck, exposing her neck. “Do you need me, baby?”

“Yes, I need you, Damon.”

He circled an arm around her front, cupping her tit. With his other hand he cupped her ass. Each touch made her moan and relax against him. “Can you feel Andy’s cock deep inside your pussy?”

“Yes, he’s so big.”

“I know. I’ve seen him. Do you want me to fuck you after Andy?” Gritting his teeth, Damon forced himself not to take the words back. The Dom inside him was losing the battle. There were times when the lines between BDSM and reality blurred. He couldn’t just be the Dom here. Damon needed to be himself as well. Meredith and Andy needed the guidance of a Dom, but surely they didn’t need him to be that way twenty-four/seven.

What started out as giving Meredith and Andy what they needed was fast turning into what he needed.

It had been a good fifteen years since he wanted to settle down his roots. The last time he’d wanted to be married and have a family life was when he turned twenty. He’d been working in the city, falling for his secretary with his best friend fighting cancer. Life had been good even with his best friend dying. Then on the day his best friend died, he discovered the woman he thought he loved was working for his competition and using him to get inside details.

His life had fallen apart. He’d quit the job the next day, bought a bike
, and never looked back. At the time no woman was worth settling down, and no guy was worth getting to know. Andy and Meredith were nothing like what he’d lost. They were so much better.