The Irresistible Bundle (44 page)

Marco clucked his tongue. "V" he chastised. "There is such a thing as IVF nowadays. She can carry twins, one from each of us at the same time."

"Oh. My. Gawd. You two have been thinking about this haven't you?" She accused. "Let me at least finish college!" She scoffed. Carina swallowed as her chest tightened. She could really have a future with them. They were already thinking about it. She didn't know whether to run screaming or halt their daydreams right then and there. She looked between her two GQ Gods; she really was one lucky bitch but it was too much too soon.

Valentino watched Carina's face flitter with various emotions. Surprise. Awe. Hope. He knew they'd blindsided her with their wishes. As much as he wanted her to jump with joy at their proposal he respected her for her reticence. It was one of the many things he loved about her. She was a walking paradox. Even though she was young she had an old soul. As experienced as she was in some aspects she was still very green in others.

"Take all the time you need." Valentino assured her. He didn't let her think about anything else. Soon enough Jaxon Wright would be a forgotten memory. Marco and Valentino passionately kissed Carina. It was time to consummate their agreement. Marco followed Valentino in the bedroom. Yep, all was well in their world.

Song List:

Single Ladies
by Beyonce

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
by Cyndi Lauper

It's Raining Men
by Weather Girls

These Boots Are Made For Walking
by Nancy Sinatra

Hollaback Girl
by Gwen Stefani

I Kissed a Girl
by Katy Perry

Turning Tables
by Adele

Unthinkable
by Alicia Keyes

Call Me Maybe
by Carly Rae Jepsen

I Knew You Were Trouble
by Taylor Swift

We're Never Getting back Together
by Taylor Swift

One More Night
by Maroon 5

More than This
by One Direction

Take a Bow
by Rihanna

Impossible
by Shontelle

Hips Don't Lie
by Shakira

Beautiful Liar
by Beyonce and Shakira

I'm Sexy and I Know It
by LMFAO

Just a Kiss
by Lady Antebellum

Senayda Pierre

Devon watched the two beauties dancing in the middle of the club. Plenty of guys noticed the curvaceous pair. He only hoped the freckled beauty was going to be true to her word. It'd make his fucking night if she actually hung around till closing and went home with him. Devon didn't usually take girls home from the club but he'd make an exception for this one. He usually fucked them in the parking lot or followed them to their place. Not only was the best friend boss' girl, but he'd heard enough details from the guys the other night to know this girl was going to be a fantastic lay.

"Ready" Devon purred thrilled to see she'd stayed until closing. Her wicked smile had his dick ready to play. He couldn't believe how fucking giddy he felt at just hearing her tell the boss' girl, Carina, that she'd packed an overnight bag for both of them. It solved the problem of trying to convince her to stay the night. Devon didn't think he'd get enough of her after just one round. He wanted to take his time worshipping and savoring all those luscious curves and miles of freckles.

"I don't need to take a picture of your tag or anything, right" Desirae arched her eyebrows at the handsome fucker. "You aren't some crazy serial killer; I mean Carina can get the information from Valentino but clarifying things beforehand is way easier."

Devon stopped walking. His jaw almost dropped to the floor as he watched the brazen beauty. Really? That's the first words out of her mouth the moment they exit the club? "Um you're safe with me" he dryly replied. The group of college guys didn't mention anything about her being crazy. The last thing he wanted was some clingy chick with stalking tendencies.

"I should probably disclose that I'm lethal with any random object in my hand." She stated seriously. "So don't try and pull any bullshit on me."

"Duly noted" He drolly replied. With every step they took he wasn't sure if he wanted to go through with this.

"Okay I need a sample before we go any further" Desirae pinned him against the nearest car. She tilted her head up going straight for his mouth. Devon's lips parted in surprise. She took complete advantage slipping her tongue into his mouth. He moaned loving her take-charge approach. Too many chicks expected him to lead everything and sometimes after a hellacious night it was the last thing he wanted to do. She might have a little crazy in her but she also might just be what's he'd been looking for.

"Damn you taste good" Desirae growled as she pulled away. A part of Devon balked at the thought that those words should've come out of his mouth. But another part of him was still trying to recover from that ravaging kiss. She had taken the reins and owned him.

"And that's only my tongue" he growled trying to regain his composure. This chick hadn't been alone with him for more than a few minutes and she was already leading him around by the dick. "Let's go" he dragged her away from the parked vehicle and nearly tossed her into his car. Devon was so fucking hard he wasn't sure if he could walk straight.

Desirae grabbed his thigh the minute he peeled out of the parking garage. "Tell me you don't live far" her husky voice had him pressing harder on the gas pedal.

"We'll be there in no time" he replied unsure what her rush was. It wasn't like she'd been eye fucking him all night and couldn't stay away from him. Aside from their initial interaction when she'd entered the club, she hadn't really sought him out. Devon wasn't sure what was going through this chick's head but as long as she gave good head like the other guys said then it'd be all good.

Desirae watched as Devon's fingers squeezed the steering wheel. His toned forearms flexed as he made a sharp turn. Everything about the man was delicious. And that he was - a man not a boy. She tried to ignore her palpitating heart as the reality of her situation began to sink in. She'd only been in college less than three months but had managed to sleep with a handful of guys to prove her independence and sate her curiosity. Tonight was just another one of those scenarios. It was high time that she expanded her sexual horizon and slept with more than just random college guys. Devon would be her test to see if she wouldn't freak the fuck out while they had sex. She was 19 years-old but knew more about non-consensual sex than anything else. She needed tonight with Devon. She wanted and needed to see if all men were like
them.

"We're here" Devon's soft voice snapped Desirae back to her surroundings. His lustful features had softened to a curious expression. "Where'd you just go?"

Desirae shook her head trying to get rid of the demons that constantly haunted her. It was bad enough that they stalked her in her dreams but now they wanted to be present in her consciousness. She bit her lower lip tilting her head; anything so that Devon wouldn't look into her haunted eyes and see how fucked up she truly was. She leaned forward ensuring that he got an eyeful of her generous breasts. They were quite magnificent if she did say-so herself.

"Just thinking about all the wicked things I plan to do to you tonight. Hope you're up for it." She purred.

Devon grabbed his eager erection. "Oh, I'm more than ready for it sweetheart."

Desirae threw open her door not wanting to be in that small enclosed space any longer. She pulled out her duffle bag and waited until he got out of the car. She followed him aware of her surroundings. He lived in a decent apartment complex away from campus. It was one of the few places that marketed and catered to those who weren't attending school.

"Make yourself comfortable" Devon motioned as he opened the door. His apartment was on the top floor of the complex overlooking the lake. Desirae couldn't see much but she imagined that he had a great view when the sun was up. "I'm going to take a shower" he stated before walking down the hall to a set of doors.

Desirae watched as he walked into what appeared to be the only bedroom in the apartment. He undressed within her eyesight not caring that she was brazenly watching him. If anything he made a show of slowly removing his combat boots, black cotton shirt, and black fitted jeans. He could feel her burning gaze as he tossed his clothes into the hamper.

Devon turned around ensuring that she got the full frontal view as he removed his navy boxers. The club was too fucking hot to always wear boxer briefs. It was one of the nights he wished he would've known beforehand to wear something more appropriate, like going commando. But it didn't matter. The beautiful brunette licked her lips as he kicked off his boxers and sauntered into the shower. He really wanted to invite her with him but he also needed to get the smell of smoke, sweat, and stickiness off him. If she joined him he wouldn't complain but he preferred to have these few minutes to himself beforehand.

Desirae waited until he disappeared beneath the water before taking off her clothes. She wasn't wearing much but she needed to control this interaction. The best way to do that was to be on an even playing field when he got out of the shower. They'd both be naked and she could take the lead. She knew it wouldn't take much, just drop to her knees and turn his brain to mush. Then he'd be completely pliable for the rest of the night. If he was halfway decent she'd experience at least one orgasm before returning to campus with Carina.

Her heart pounded as the water turned off; thoughts of older men towering over her threatened to ruin this night. She focused on Devon's toned arms and hairless chest. Her mouth watered as he stepped out of the bathroom towards her. It'd been a while since she'd seen a nice thick dick. He certainly didn't disappoint in that department.

"You look hungry" Devon loved the way she watched him. He stroked his dick a few times trying to calm himself. He had the whole night to enjoy her and he planned to do just that.

"I am" she replied as she stepped toward him. Before Devon could react she backed him against the wall trapping his lower body with her arms. "Actually I'm fucking starving" she growled before lapping at his leaking slit.

"Oh fuck yeah" he breathed as she nibbled and sucked along the underside of his shaft. Desirae didn't need to use her hands, he easily fit. The moment she sucked him in, his tip touched the back of her throat. She relaxed her jaw, opening her throat, welcoming him further in. Devon locked his knees not wanting them to give out. "Oh my god" he gasped unsure if he should hold onto the wall or grab her beautiful brown hair. His dick swelled in her mouth letting her know he was close. He was too far gone to give her any kind of warning. With a grunt his warm, salty seed exploded down her throat.

Desirae pulled away pleased with the slightly warm sensation in her chest. She hadn't panicked or gotten lost to bad memories as she sucked him off but she hadn't fully enjoyed it the way she'd wanted to. Giving head was a task she'd excelled at and no matter who she had in her mouth it always still felt like that, a task. Those bastards had robbed her of the chance of ever loving to give head freely, completely.

Devon pulled Desirae off the floor. He wasn't a neglectful lover. She'd taken very good care of him without much effort, now he wanted to return the favor. He laid her flat on her back encouraging her to spread her legs so that he could crawl between her thighs. His tongue darted out longing to lap at her soaked core but first he wanted to discover every place on her skin that was spattered with freckles. He'd never known those tiny spots to be so fucking sexy but on this brazen beauty they were a fucking masterpiece.

"My turn" he growled as she wiggled beneath him, "Now be still." His mouth sought every freckle on her skin from her face, along her collarbone and shoulders, down her arms, to between her thighs. He made sure to kiss, lick, and suckle every inch of her succulent skin. Only when her thighs were soaked did he finally lap her heated folds. Fuck she tasted delicious. His fingers dug into her thighs as she rammed her pussy into his face. Devon didn't normally eat just any pussy but it was easy to make an exception for her. He'd seen fucking stars when she had her lips wrapped around his dick. Desirae mewled as he continued to feast on her. He wouldn't let up until she came. He thrust two fingers in no longer wanting to go slow and easy. He curled his fingers towards her belly knowing just where to touch to drive her insane.

"Shit" she gasped as he sucked on her clit and fucked her with his fingers. He increased the suction and pace as her thighs tightened and her body trembled. He didn't stop until her muscles clamped on his fingers and he lapped up every bit of her gushing fluids.

"I am so done fucking around with boys" Desirae panted. Why the hell had she wasted her time with those jackasses who only thought of themselves? Devon gave as good as she did. Fuck no one had ever made her come like that.

"I hope so" he chuckled. "And that is I'm not done with you yet."

"Oh yeah" Desirae clumsily sat up. Her legs felt like noodles while her womb throbbed. As good as that orgasm was her greedy pussy wanted more and she knew Devon could give her what she was looking for. But she had to lead. She'd allowed him the luxury of eating her pussy but the rest would be at her command. "Grab a rubber" she instructed. Devon rolled to his side, grabbing a condom from his bedside table. He sat upright against the headboard before sheathing his once again eager cock. Desirae didn't wait for instructions. She straddled him in one swift motion impaling him before he even had his hands around her waist.

"Fuck" Devon barked as she grabbed onto his shoulders and setting an aggressive pace. "Slow down baby or this won't last as long as either of us would like" he said between gritted teeth. Desirae slammed her hips down pressing her clit against him. He was so fucking deep and it felt so damn good.

"We've got all night" Her tits bounced up and down as she circled her hips before slamming against him again. She constantly changed the motion of her hips driving Devon insane. Every time his spine began to tingle and his balls tightened, she'd change position or pace helping to slow things down. Devon wasn't sure which way was up but he didn't fucking care.

"Press" Desirae instructed as she grabbed his hand and placed it between them. Through his lust-addled thoughts Devon understood the command. He wasn't usually rendered mindless but Desirae's pussy was fucktastic. He pressed his thumb against her swollen clit and mirrored the motions of her hips. If she circled her hips he did the same with his thumb. If she slammed into him, he pressed hard against her. It didn't take long for her motions to become erratic, for her breaths to get choppier, and for eyes to glaze over. Devon loved watching her fall apart.

Okay maybe size did matter because she felt Devon in every crevice of her soaked channel. There wasn't anywhere inside her that wasn't being pummeled, stroked, or touched. His thumb was almost too much but also just right. She'd straddled him to have full control but somehow the fucker was trying to top her from the bottom. Desirae dug her nails into his shoulders not giving a fuck if she broke skin. It was the only way she could hold it together or she'd completely fall apart.

"You better be close" Devon growled.

"I am" she panted before pulling out until it was only his tip at her opening. Devon grabbed her hips slamming her into him earning both of them curses and gasps. Desirae arched her back getting just the right angle before her pussy clamped down on his rock-hard shaft. The orgasm slammed into her dragging Devon down with her. They collapsed into a heap; sticky, sweaty but sated. She fought to keep her eyes open but eventually gave in to her exhaustion.

~

Devon ground his bare erection against the round ass pressed against him. His body had woken him up greedily reminding him of what he had readily available to him. His hand traveled from her thigh up her waist until her cupped her luscious tits. It only took a moment to remember who was in bed with him and he was very happy that she hadn't snuck out. Desirae had said that she was going to stay the night but Devon would bet any amount of money that she normally avoided any awkward morning-afters.