Page 64 of Dominant

“Oh my God, yes,” he breathed, stepping away from me and trying to regain control.

Above me, Carlos grunted as he thrust, pushing me further to the edge of ecstasy. The sheen was back on his skin. I watched his chest muscles bunch and gather under his hair as he moved, the deep, animal sounds of his pleasure arousing me as much as the agonizingly pleasurable strokes of his hard, thick cock, and I suddenly crested the wave, clenching tightly around him before breaking apart into a hard, shuddering orgasm.

“Holy shit,” he pulled out quickly and started rolling the condom off his dick, waving Brody over. I shuddered as the final waves of my orgasm rolled through me. As the men switched places, Alexander bent over me, kissing me gently and whispering in my ear, “You’re doing so good. I’m proud of you.”

I smiled at him as Brody entered me, and for a minute it was just the two of us, eyes locked, before I felt Carlos pushing at my mouth with his hard and ready cock. Alexander smiled and pulled away as I took Carlos in my mouth, feeling the pleasurable tension in my groin wind up all over again as Brody eagerly pumped himself into me.

With a cry, Carlos pushed hard and deep as, with one final thrust, he flooded my mouth with his come.

“Oh shit,” murmured Brody, right on the edge, and he picked up his pace as he started fucking me harder and faster.

Carlos, sighing with satisfaction, moved around behind my head, sliding his legs around either side of me. I lifted my head and let him move down, then rested my head back down in his lap. Cradled between the two men, I looked over at Alexander, who had taken a seat and was watching us like a show, eyes sparkling with interest. I felt loved, held, protected.

Carlos reached his hands down and began fondling my breasts while above me Brody was working himself up into a sweat. The delicious tension was too much, I felt myself swelling so hard that Brody groaned helplessly, and then once again I went over the edge, my pussy pulsing hard as Brody cried out helplessly and slammed into me, buckling over me as he spasmed with pleasure. My head rocked back against Carlos, who held it and bent over to kiss me as I came. I gasped into his mouth, sensation rolling through me. It was too much, it was too wonderful… Everything was perfect.

Slowly, Brody pulled out, the sensation triggering another orgasm in me and I gasped and bucked as Carlos chuckled and bent over to kiss me again. I returned his kiss through panting breaths - spent, sensitive and alive.

Brody got up off the bed and stood up, laughing in disbelief. “Wow. I can’t believe that just happened.”

Carlos kissed me again, keeping me in the little cocoon we’d developed around us, close, soft, and intimate. “You’re amazing,” he whispered.

“Thanks,” I beamed back at him, feeling so close to him - feeling loved. His soft brown eyes exuded warmth and intimacy.

“Time to get up, Jordan,” said Alexander, maybe a tad more sternly than required, standing up and walking over to the bed.

I let him take my hand and pull me off the bed. Carlos got up and followed Brody in pulling up his jeans and putting on his shirt.

“Well, thanks,” said Brody a bit awkwardly, as if he didn’t quite know what to say now that it was all over.

Alexander gave both men a hearty pat on the shoulder, always the consummate host. “I’ll see you out,” he volunteered, casting me a quick glance before closing the door behind them.

I fell back on the bed, spent and happy, and let myself drift off for a minute. There was still a long night ahead. Tonight would be the first night the club was back in full swing after a two-week hiatus, and we had a big event planned.

Alexander woke me up and I felt myself smile before my eyes fluttered open. I loved being woken up by him.

I was surprised to realize it was dark out. “How long was I asleep for?” I asked.

“I let you rest,” he said softly. “We’ll be up late tonight.”

I stretched and wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to pull him down against me. “Let’s spend some quality time together first,” I pleaded, needing him, needing his touch.

He resisted me, not letting himself be pulled down. “I’ll be all yours later tonight,” he promised, “but now it’s time to get up and get ready for the party.”

I realized he was in a tuxedo and inhaled sharply, willing myself awake.

“My dress,” I remembered in a panic.

“Don’t worry,” he reassured me.

I sat up and planted my feet on the floor. Alexander stood up and I realized he was holding some kind of chain in his hand.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“It’s for you.” He lifted up a leather collar, holding it open to show it to me. On the outside it was studded in stones.

I ran my fingers over the stones in awe. “It’s beautiful.”

He gave me a small smile. “They’re diamonds.”

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