Page 50 of Craving Paradise
It’s her job.You’re not special. Maybe I have been blurring those lines between fantasy and reality more than I thought.
The blond man has fallen on his back on the bed, and the redhead crawls over him until she sinks on top of his dick. Her slickness and his moan reverberate around the room.
My eyes follow the redhead as she bounces up and down on the man’s dick, who is right underneath where Lauren’s suspended.
The dark-haired man moves to the back of Lauren and runs his hand through her soaked cunt. His hum of appreciation is like ice through my veins.
I don’t like him.
She lulls her head against his shoulder as he continues to run his fingers between her folds. She wriggles against her restraints as if trying to get closer to him. He chuckles into her neck before he lines himself up behind then thrusts into her.
“Oh God, yes,” Lauren screams out as the man enters her.
I see red suddenly, and I don’t understand why. But also, my dick is throbbing with insane need at the same time. I’m so hard it’s stretching the skin of my shaft beyond belief. My balls feel tight. The sparks of white-hot heat sizzle up my spine, and I hate that watching him sink his dick into Lauren is turning me on. Watching how she responds as she takes every inch of him inside her, jealousy mixed with need ricochets around my body like a pinball machine.
“Stop!” I tell Vixen as I halt her sucking.
A frown forms on her face as her brows pull together at me, stopping her from doing her job.
“I need you on my dick,” I demand.
Relief falls across her face as her frown disappears. She smiles wide and positions herself reverse-cowgirl over me, then slowly sinks over my dick.
Fuck, yes.
I wrap her hair around my wrist so I can control the tempo. Vixen slides over my aching dick in sync with the man fucking Lauren. My eyes are transfixed on her, watching every gasp, moan, and beg that falls from her lips. The blond guy picks the red head up and rolls her onto her back and begins fucking her before pulling Lauren toward his face and connecting her pussy with his tongue, making Lauren scream out with need at the connection. I know how she tastes. The memory of her pressed against my face slips through my defenses and runs on a loop in my head. I can almost taste her essence on my tongue while I watch, salivating.
He wraps his hands around her thighs, holding her in place. While the dark hair guy continues to fuck her from behind, and the entire scene descends into a rush to fall over the edge.
Another moan echoes through the room as the sound of the guy lapping at her pussy accompanies it. Lauren’s screams and pleas and how her body shakes against its restraints are in stereo as they bounce off the walls. I know she isn’t far from coming by her tone.
“Oh God, yes!” Lauren screams, the first one to be pushed over the edge as the men take her there. It’s followed by the grunts and groans of the man who’s fucking her as he finds his own release. I know I find it hard not to come after she does because her pussy strangles you so tightly you see stars.
“Fuck, yes, Lauren.” I moan as my fingers dig into Vixen’s hips, and I to chase my release.
The moans and groans swirl around the room as the rest of the people on stage fall over the edge. I can hear murmurings of the other people in the audience around me, all in various stages of sex. I continue to pump wildly into Vixen, whose fingers dig into the back of the chair in front of us as she bounces against my dick.
“Yes, take it, fucking take it all,” I curse as I chase the finishing line.
“Ah!” Vixen screams as her pussy clenches around my dick, and her tightness pushes me over the edge.
15
LAUREN
“That was fun,” I tell Gabe as we walk off the stage after performing in the theater room.
“It’s always fun with you,” he croons as he places an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side. “You know I’m always up for a little fun at work or out of it,” he says cheekily as we walk toward the shower area. “Did you not have fun last time?”
The last time Gabe and I played outside the club was months ago. We all went out clubbing, one thing led to another, and the next thing we knew, we were in an Uber on our way back to his house. We barely made it through the door without ripping each other’s clothes off. He then proceeded to fuck me all over his home multiple times. That’s the thing about this job. The people who work here are all highly sexed, and most of us don’t always get what we need when we are with clients, as it’s not always about our needs. Sometimes it's easier to finish each other off in the showers or dressing rooms before we go home. Everyone is completely open with what they want and need with each other that you’re oblivious if you hear someone moaning in the showers or the toilet door is rattling.
“You left me utterly satisfied tonight. Are you saying you didn’t give me your best?” I joke with him as we walk through the corridors naked. Everyone is so used to walking around without clothes.
“What I’m saying is my dick can’t get enough of your sweet pussy and wants round two.” Gabe chuckles, pulling me in close against him as he kisses my temple.
“Guess we will have to see how dirty I’m feeling in the shower.”
“You’re such a tease,” Gabe jokes as we arrive at the bathroom area.