“Let’s hope the director keeps on being impressed and doesn’t lose patience with my inexperience. I’ve never been on a movie set before in my life. I’m really a novice.” Tori sighed. “I feel like I’m a mistake and everyone’s going to know it as soon as we begin filming.”
“Tori,” Kent said her name softly. “You’re not a mistake. Look at what’s happened to you as an opportunity, and believe me when I tell you, the people that matter are going to want you to succeed and will help you. I’ll help you.”
“Thank you, Kent. That’s really of nice you to say.” She turned on the dishwasher and wrapped her arms around her body as she walked toward the large window facing the ocean. When she turned back toward them, all three men were staring at her.
“Sorry, I just got lost in thought for a moment.”
“Come with us into the living room. We can all get comfortable and get to know each better. That in itself will help you feel less anxious, and we would really like to know more about you.”
“I don’t lead an exciting life like the three of you. I think you’ll find me quite boring.”
“I highly doubt that,” Lance said, holding out his hand to her.
She looked to where Kent was standing, smiling at them before she took Lance’s hand. Obviously he didn’t mind that Lance was taking the lead here. Lance squeezed her hand slightly and brought her body closer to his as he walked with her into the other room. He never let go of her hand as he sat down on a sofa, bringing her body down beside him. She felt confused, but she remained next to Lance.
Abe brought up a chair closer and sat down as Kent sat down beside her. She was surrounded. Normally, she would have been terribly ill at ease, but for some reason, maybe a result of the food and wine, she felt relaxed and somewhat mellow.
“What do you want to know?” she asked. “You have me where you want me.”
“Not exactly,” Kent said, “but close.”
She frowned slightly as she looked at him.
He just smiled before he said, “Let’s start with how many brothers and sisters you have and where you grew up.”
“I’m an only child and I grew up in West Palm Beach. I went to Boston College and hated the winters, so I knew I wanted to move to a warmer climate. As I said before, my roommate Jemma and I both found jobs in Jacksonville. Some people think of it as southern Georgia and not northern Florida, but either way, it’s not like living in Boston.”
“I’ve never lived in the north, just worked in New York on some projects, and I agree, you can have the snow and ice. I prefer warm breezes and sunny skies.” Abe’s looked into her eyes with an intensity that startled her.
“Next question,” she said. She couldn’t believe she was being so bold. It had to be the wine, although she really didn’t drink that much. Maybe, she thought, it was because she liked all three men and suddenly they didn’t make her a nervous wreck.
Lance leaned into her as his arm weaved itself around her on the sofa. She remained still, wondering if he was going to make a pass at her. She hoped he didn’t. He had to know that Kent was interested in her. It would change her whole opinion of him.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Lance asked, his face very close to hers.
“No. I don’t,” she said, rather clipped.
He backed away and peered down at her. “Bad breakup?” he asked.
“You could say that, but it’s been over for months.”
“Okay, but I felt a change in your whole attitude when I asked. Are you sure it’s over?”
“It wasn’t the question I minded, it was who asked it.”
“What? You mean me?” Lance asked.
“Why?” he asked again, leaning back further and looking at her quizzically.
“You know, maybe I should leave. The dinner was great, but I’m feeling tired. The last couple days have taken their toll on me. You’ll have to excuse me.”
“Wait a minute, what just happened here?” Abe asked.
“Tori?” Kent asked, his eyes full of concern.
“I thought you liked me, Kent. I thought that’s why you invited me over for dinner, but I guess I misread the situation.”
“We do like you. I asked you over so we could get to know you better. I thought things were going well. I don’t understand.”
“You keep saying we like you guys are a team or something. Lance and Abe have both been more than attentive. Why would you want that?”
“Damn,” Lance said, pushing himself up off the sofa and walking toward the fireplace, where he stood looking into the fake fire.
Tori looked to Abe and Kent, whose faces were grim.
“Is somebody going to tell me what’s going on here?”
Kent took Tori’s hand in his. She wanted to grab it away, but there was something in the way that he was looking at her that stopped her.
“I do like you and I’m more than attracted to you than I have been to anyone, maybe ever. I don’t want to blow this, but …”
“I think we already have,” Abe said, shaking his head.
Lance turned around and walked back to where they were all seated. Tori watched him warily, her hand still in Kent’s.
“We all want you, Tori. That’s the truth. Normally we have a woman sign a non-disclosure agreement before we get to this point, and I hope I’m not sorry that we haven’t given you one to sign yet. You have to understand we’re in the public eye. We have to be careful.”
“Are you saying you won’t talk to me unless I sign something? This is crazy. What are you afraid of?”
“Right now, you,” Lance said, looking down at her.
Abe slipped his hands between the door and her ass and pulled her pussy even closer to him. She cried out. Her breasts where rubbing against his dark chest hair. His mouth crashed down on hers, devouring her with a sexual energy that shot through her, melting her into him even further.
Straining against her bindings to be closer to him, she cried out her frustration. “Please, don’t make me beg.”
“Beg,” he said, lifting his head from her lips. “Beg, Tori. Beg me to fuck you.”
Tori whimpered and closed her eyes. With her eyes closed, it was easier to remain still. Abe’s hand sneaked down between her legs, opening her labia. She held her breath, trying to muffle a moan. When he pinched her clit, she couldn’t keep herself from jerking. Again he pinched her clit, only this time he nipped and tugged at her nipple with his teeth.
Please,” came out from between her parted lips before she could stop herself.
“Please what?” he asked, grinding into her pussy while he fingered her. He pushed his finger into her mouth.
“Suck off your pussy juice. Now.”
She sucked his finger hard, tasting herself.
When he pulled his finger from her mouth, she cried out, “I need to come.”
“Open your eyes, Tori,” Abe commanded. “Look at me while I fuck you or I won’t let you come.”
She opened them.
“Don’t close them,” he ordered.
She was captured in his gaze as he fucked her even harder against the door, thrusting upwards inside her. “Yes,” she yelled. “Oh, yes!”
Again and again he rammed his cock upward until she was could think of nothing, feel nothing except his cock fucking her helpless body. Every thrust brought her closer and closer to the edge of sanity, where he would not only own every breath that she took but possibly every breath she would ever take. His lips brushed her face, her lips, her eyes, and then lowered to her neck and breasts.
“Now. Come now.”
The orgasm took her hard and fast. She lost it completely, crying out his name. He filled her with his cum, his hands on her ass, pressing her closer. His lips found their way back to her mouth, kissing her with the power of his own orgasm. It was magical and mystical and she thought she could very easily die from the pure pleasure he was giving her.
She felt her hands and feet being released as she fell into Abe’s arms. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, his lips in her hair. “That was something…really something.”
He laid her down gently. Her eyes were still closed when she felt a body sink down next to hers.
“Don’t even think you’re resting until I’ve had you,” Lance said, his breath on her face.
“Lance,” said softly, opening her eyes, “but I’m still full of Abe’s cum. I can feel it running down my thighs.”
“I know. It’s a beautiful sight,” he said, lowering his eyes to her legs. She watched as he scooped Abe’s cum from her pussy and held it to her mouth. She looked at his finger and without another thought, she opened her mouth and sucked his finger into her mouth, tasting Abe’s cum and her own juices.
“Damn, that’s so fucking sexy,” Kent said as he sat down on the bed naked. He used his finger to scoop the cum from her pussy and fed her as Lance had. She looked into his eyes that were full of appreciation, gratitude? She wasn’t sure.
When Abe sat down and helped Kent and Lance feed her, she licked and sucked his fingers, too. The three men fed her until her pussy was clean. She licked her lips and reached down to touch herself.
Lance put his hand over hers and guided her hand with his. They caressed her pussy, spreading her labia. She moaned softly. It felt sinfully delicious for him to move her own hand on her sex as her pussy once again throbbed with desire. When he removed her hand, he continued to caress her as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
“You’re ready for me,” he said with satisfaction. “Your body craves our brand of sex almost as much as we crave you.”
“I’ve never felt anything close to this,” she said, looking into his heavily-lashed blue eyes that gazed into hers with a need that matched her own.
“Your pussy,” he said, cupping her mound, “and your tits”—his hand moved to one and the other nipple, twisting it gently—“were meant for us to enjoy. Say what I want to hear, Tori.”
She knew exactly what he wanted her say.
“I want you. I want you in every way a woman can want a man. I need to feel your cock between my legs, inside me. I need you to fuck me the way Kent and Abe did. I want them to watch you take me until I come for you.”