Page 67 of The Secret Club
“Hi baby girl. I saw your session with David, I’ve made you a protein shake for dinner so you can stay exactly there and drink it, no touching from me tonight.” Then on a side note he adds, “We want you rested and strong for Blake and Jake tomorrowwho are really looking forward to finally meeting you in person.”
“I am really looking forward to meeting them,” I declare, smiling up at Cook’s friendly face as he hands me the drink. “I’m really grateful for the smoothie, thank you.”
“My pleasure,” he beams and sits on the other side of the bed companionably. True to his word, he doesn’t lay a finger on my creamed-up, healing skin. And strangely I miss his touch. I almost associate eating with him caressing me in some way. How quickly new habits can build. Once I have sucked down the creamy chocolate smoothie, he takes it from me. “Are you going to be ok sleeping tonight? Would you like some pain killers?”
“That might be a good idea, just in case I move in the night.”
“I’ll go fetch some, be back in a tick.” I watch as he slides off the bed with my glass, walks to the door and returns a few minutes later with a glass of water and a box. “Here you go baby girl, take two and then go back to your book until your eyelids feel too heavy.” I take the two tablets and swallow them with the cold water.
“I will, thank you Cook.”
He leans over and kisses me on the lips tenderly before saying goodnight and leaving me to my evening of reading. It isn’t very long after he leaves me that I feel my eyelids drooping and place the book aside. I venture off the bed for the toilet and to brush my teeth before gingerly climbing back in and laying my head down on the pillow. As they did last night, the lights immediately dim, and I send James and the kids my love before closing my eyes and I’m asleep.
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Iawake to soft classical music just like I did the morning before. I also feel the stickiness between my legs before moving a muscle.How?I wonder.Then I remember the day before and try to move, which I do far easier than I was expecting.
I shower and wash my hair, and although my sores sting at first, they’re not as needle-like as they were yesterday.
Sweet Carl comes in to shave me and is extra gentle with me, even though where he is shaving hasn’t got a bruise or sore on it. Though once he’s finished he rubs the arnica cream into my arse and breasts before spreading the oil on my arms and legs. He rubs my pussy with oil so deliciously I come hard, and I massage his dick just like I promised.
Cook brings me porridge topped with honey and berries, barely touching me other than kissing me gently before leaving again. I know today is Blake and Jake’s turn and wonder when they will visit and what they will be like.
I’m sitting on my bed finishing my book when I hear a knock on the door. I look up to see two handsome men enter. Ismile up at them and they both smile warmly back at me, making quick work of reaching my bed.
“Hi,” they both say in unison.
“Hi, you must be Blake and Jake?” I ask looking between the two. If I could think up two polar opposites, these men would be it in colouring.
“I’m Blake,” says the broader and taller of the two with dark skin and dark eyes, holding out his hand for me to shake. I take it and look into his deep brown eyes and catch my breath. His beautiful square jawed face looks back at me intently, his eyes are telling me a thousand things he’d like to do to me as I watch his tongue peek out and lick his lips.
“And I’m Jake,” says Jake, breaking me out of my locked gaze with Blake. Jake is softer spoken and his pale grey eyes beam at me. He has a slender face with short cropped white-blond hair. His eyes are rimmed by long beautiful blond eye-lashes, he’s so fair he could almost be albino. These men are night and day, and I wonder if they can see what I’m thinking cross over my face as I look between them.
“Really lovely to meet you both. I’ve been looking forward to putting your faces to your names,” I say conversationally.
“We wanted to meet you sooner,” replies Blake petulantly.
“But we had agreed to stick to a schedule, so we have had to watch until now. Although don’t get us wrong, you have been spectacular to watch,” says Jake playfully. He seems the warmer out of the two.
“I’m happy you feel that way. What do you have planned for me?” I ask Jake but then switch my gaze over to Blake who has an air of authority to his personality in contrast to Jake’s playfulness.
Blake puts his hand on the back of Jake’s neck possessively before running it down his spine. “I’m going to be directing Jake here with you, he doesn’t get to be a top very often,” he says wickedly. “And I’m going to fuck him whilst he fucks you.”
I draw in a breath. “That sounds like the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Oh Roxy, you have no idea how much Jake here wants to feel you around his dick. And I cannot wait to watch you two together,” says Blake, smiling darkly looking between us.
Jake beams at me again and picks up my hand. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had any pussy. Yours look sensational,” he says as he runs a hand up my naked arm to my shoulder.
Blake walks over to the armchair that Tom usually sits in and it occurs to me he’s not here. He’s always here and watching so I wonder if he’s on the other side of the glass.
Sitting back in the chair, Blake directs, “You can kiss her now, Jake.”
I turn my gaze from Blake in the armchair to Jake. He pulls me gently at the waist so that I’m sitting with my legs overhanging the bed and he steps in between my legs.
“Pretty lady, I have wanted to taste this mouth of yours for days,” he says, his crystal eyes shining brightly at me as he lowers his lips to mine. When they meet mine, they are soft and caress gently over my lips. He takes his time deepening the kiss as his hands move up my arms and meet at my neck, tilting my head upwards towards his. Slowly, sensually I feel his tongue move into my mouth, finding my tongue. Peppermint bursts into my mouth and my taste buds fire as he kisses me leisurely. I fall into the kiss; I feel like I’m being savoured and devoured all at once. My skin is heating up and my core is becoming liquid lava. This man knows how to kiss. I lift my hands to snake around his waist and pull his body to mine. I can feel him hard between my legs, my bare centre sitting flush against his cock that I can feel straining in his trousers. He groans into my mouth as he presses his cock harder into me.
I want this man just from the way he kisses me alone. If this is the way he kisses me, what would fucking me be like?
