Rebound:Curvy Seduction Saga – Book One(19)

I sat on the ottoman and laid back. Ilario was a smart man and slid my  bra up and over my breasts. His head went to my chest and I closed my  eyes waiting for the luscious feeling of his mouth on me. He kissed his  way up my breast bone but did not do as I'd instructed. Not even close.

Big hands tugged at my panties. I lifted my ass so Dominic could slide  them off. Finally, I was blissfully naked. Now the fun could really  begin. I couldn't wait to see just how talented these men were. I'd have  each of them lick my pussy, while the other two sucked at my breasts or  stroked themselves for me. Oh, but for Cade I would ask him what he  wanted.

My legs were spread open and my pussy was wet. Why wasn't Dominic's mouth on me yet?

He blew soft warm breath over my skin, nothing but his breath touching me.

They were all intent on pleasuring me, and I wanted that pleasure. But  no matter how they fondled and caressed me, none came even close to my  pussy, my breasts, or even my mouth.

The whole experience felt more like a vaguely erotic massage than the  foreplay it was meant to be. All three men were holding back.

All while my sexual frustration skyrocketed.

I turned my focus away from them and found Gray, standing in the same  place, arms folded, watching, but the heat from the last time he'd  watched me was absent. His face was marred by a frown and the erection I  thought he'd be sporting wasn't there.

Whatever the fuck was wrong with him wasn't my problem. I'd chosen to  take charge of my life and my pleasure. I sure as hell wanted him to be a  part of it. But, I didn't want him thinking he could control me or that  he needed to rescue me from my own ineptness. Damn right I was once  again faking it until making it.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations all over my body or the lack there of. "I'm ready. Let's have some fun."

To my relief Dominic spread my legs wide and kissed his way up my thigh.  Ilario continued to pepper me with his nips and nibbles.

"Cade? Please?" The magic word worked before, I fully expected it to  again. I was even ready to do as he asked if it would get him involved.

I opened my eyes to see Cade a good foot away, his hand sliding back and  forth over his cock. His shaft and balls were completely bare. I'd lick  the hell out of that tasty treat. As soon as I got the same treatment.

"Don't tease me, Dominic. Lick my pussy."

He sighed. He fucking sighed. I popped my head up. "What is it, Dominic?"

Dominic wasn't focused on me or my pussy, he was looking at Grayson, as  if waiting for his okay. Gray didn't blink, he didn't nod, he may not  have even been breathing.

"Gray?"

His only movement was a flick of his gaze from the man between my legs  up to my eyes. I did my best to glare at him, which was slightly awkward  when I had other naked men surrounding me but glare I did.

He stared right back and oh so slowly a grin spread from his lips to his  eyes. He was leaving me to my own devices. Showing me that I didn't  know what the hell I was doing and needed his help to make this  ménage-a-harem do anything I wanted them to do.

Bastard. He left me with two choices. Admit failure and ask his help or admit failure and let the whole harem idea die.

He knew exactly what he was doing to me.

"Ask me, Angel."

I shook my head.

He shrugged and made like he was going to leave.

If I let him walk out, it would be the end. Pretty clear now, he'd taken  control of my damn harem. I didn't know how, but they weren't mine.  They were his. Just like I was.

I either gave into him or ended it now.

"Please." I let the word slide out, float to him and watched the magic.

His gaze turned dark, he stared at me, asking with my eyes if I was  really asking. I nodded and said what I knew he wanted to hear. "Please,  Gray."

"Do it." Two tiny words and he'd upended my world again.

Dominic dove into my pussy like Michelangelo on a deadline. Ilario found  one nipple with his mouth and the other with his fingers, working them  both into hard peaks.

Cade stood above me holding my hands just inches from his cock.

My heart was beating out of my chest. This wasn't what I'd signed up  for. If it brought Gray closer to being with me, I'd take it as a win.  That was my ultimate goal after all.

He crossed the room and gently lifted my chin so I had to look at him.  His gaze sent my body into overdrive. Every touch and taste from Dominic  and Ilario were bliss.

Gray rubbed his thumb over my mouth, dipping in and wetting his finger  in my mouth. Then he withdrew his hand and licked his thumb where my  tongue had been only a second before.                       
       
           



       

"Cade," he said, still looking at me. "You know what to do. Make sure she comes at least a dozen times."

Wait. What?

Gray walked out of the room and Cade towered above the rest of us.  "Ilario, suck those tits. Dominic, get her close, but don't make her  come yet. Angelina and I are going to come together the first time. Then  I can concentrate on forcing those dozen orgasms out of her."

Cono. Gray had put Cade in charge, like a proxy.

I pulled against the restraints, about to tell them all to stop the  whole damn evening. I was so disappointed, angry, hurt, and a whole  other host of emotions I wasn't ready to name.

My heart raced, I could feel it in my throat. I took a breath to calm  myself. This wasn't Ilario, Dominic or Cade's fault. Why punish us all?

What good would that do me?

Gray wanted to control me? Let him hear what his absentee control did.

The guys lavished me with affection and pleasure. Cade took it a notch higher with his demands on us all.

I came, a half dozen times in the next hour and again the next. I made  sure Grayson heard what a fan-fucking-tastic time I had too.

Without him.





CHAPTER THIRTEEN





Bored as a Housewife




I had lots of sex, more sex, and then some more sex in the next few  weeks. I got to know each of the guy's turn-ons and few more of my  own... like nipple clamps. I tried out more positions than a Gumby Doll  at an acrobatics competition. If there was a training camp for the kinky  sex Olympics, I was in it to win it.

I got tons of practice being in charge of the encounters, thoroughly  enjoyed learning to be submissive for Cade, occasionally for Dominic,  and wore out at least three pairs of leather restraints on Ilario. I had  a damn good time having three men fulfilling my every sexual whim.

Well, a pretty good time.

None of my orgasms were as good as the night Grayson watched me getting  fucked by two men. The one-night stand that started this whole  adventure.

I'd done a lot to get that feeling back and it wasn't working.

Gray didn't come back into the harem, but I saw and heard him talking to  each of the men, conversations that always stopped or obviously changed  when I came in the room.

We, on the other hand, were not on speaking terms.

He spent a hell of a lot of time in the garage with the cars.

The guys treated him like the fucking Godfather.

I missed him. Before any of this new seductive world of doing and having  everything I wanted, sexual or otherwise, Gray and I had been friends.

I thought for the blink of an eye we were going to become something  more. Half of this whole harem idea was to make him jealous anyway.

I'd honestly thought he would want to join in my fun. Maybe even send  the men away so he could have me all to himself. The reality turned into  Grayson ignoring me.

Even Jim was back on security detail. Not at night of course. Poor guy  had seen me naked once, and that was enough for both of us.

I plopped down into my office chair and put my feet up on the desk,  which made me smile knowing my father would have flipped out. I chewed  on the end of a pencil staring out the window.

The guys were all at school today and I had nothing to do but brood.  This whole freedom and independence gig wasn't all that and a bag of  chips.

"What is going through that pretty mind of yours, Mistress Angelina?"  Ilario came in and settled on the couch across from me. The concern in  his voice sounded like the Gray of old. A friend, not the bastard he'd  become as of late.

A twinge, like heartburn, but sadder, hit me.

Ilario wasn't Gray. I liked Ilario. I had fun with Ilario, I had orgasms with Ilario. But he wasn't Gray.

"Not a god-damned thing." I sighed and dropped my feet to the floor. "I'm bored out of my skull."

This was the first I'd seen of any of the guys all day. It was their  first full week at the university and they had other things to worry  about besides me. I guess I was feeling a little abandoned too. Which  made me feel guilty.

It was cute to see Ilario with all his textbooks spread out across the  floor of his room. Cade was very serious about completing the rest of  his architectural degree in the year he had here, and Dominic couldn't  believe how big the university's classes were. They were all so damn  grateful not to worry about how to pay for their education, room, and  board. At least I had that.