Crystal's Dilemma (5 page)

She stopped in front of the fridge and opened the door. Running a hand over her mussed-up hair, she reached inside and pulled an icy-cold bottle of water from the shelf and immediately opened it. She drank half of it before taking a breath.

“You’re pretty thirsty there. Everything okay?” Rodgers asked from behind her.

Crystal jumped, startled. Water dribbled out of her mouth. She swiped at it with the back of her hand. “You scared me.”

“I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to.” He stepped closer, running one hand down her arm. “You look well laid.”

Crystal barked out a laugh. “Is it that obvious?”

Rodgers smiled, his eyes sparkling. “From the rosiness of your cheeks and the rumpled clothes, I’d say yes.”

Crystal stepped back and closed the fridge door. “Tommy is, wow, wonderful.”

“Really? I’m glad you’re getting along so well. Have you told him about what bonding camp entails? Is he ready for it?” Rodgers moved to the kitchen table and sat down, patting the table beside him to indicate he wanted to talk and she should sit.

Crystal sat down across from him, placing her bottle of water on the table. “Yes, he knows about it. I’m sure he’s ready. But, I’ve got to tell you, he doesn’t want any male to male contact, if you know what I mean.”

Rodgers waved a hand. “That’s not a problem.” He gave her an intense look. “Let me ask you this—why me and Justice this time? It’s not like you.”

“What do you mean? I’ve been in bonding camps with you both before.”

He nodded. “I realize that, but this time is different. For you, anyway.”

“What’s so different about it?” She wasn’t sure what he was getting at.

“I don’t know if you’re changing or if there just wasn’t anyone available, but this bonding camp you’ve scheduled doesn’t include any other women. Isn’t that your usual preference?”

She wrapped her fingers around the water bottle. “You’re right. I don’t know why I scheduled it this way, with you and Justice and, of course, Tommy. It felt right, that’s all I know. Me and three men, two of whom I trust completely.”

“Two?”

She smiled at him across the table. “You and Justice, silly.”

“You don’t trust this new one, Tommy?”

A settling sensation centered near her heart surprised her. “You know, I think I do trust him. I haven’t known him long, but I’ve seen him quite often in the courtroom. There’s something about him that strikes a chord in me, that’s all I know.”

“Is that why you’ve offered him a position and invited him up here?” Rodgers placed his hands on the table top.

Crystal laughed lightly. “You sure are interrogating me, aren’t you? To answer your question, yes. He is very interested in our firm and seems to be a good fit. This weekend will cinch it.”

“Are you sure he’s not more interested in you than he is the firm?”

Crystal raised her water bottle to her mouth and drew a long, cool drink before answering. “It’s possible, but then, what’s wrong with that?”

* * * *

Tommy lay in bed, naked beneath the covers, with one arm draped over his forehead. He stared up at the ceiling, wondering what in the heck was wrong with him.

What had possessed him to take full control of Crystal like that? It had been a huge gamble, but it had played out perfectly. She had loved it. It had to be her small size and seemingly wild way about her that caused him to turn so dominant. Yes, he’d wanted to control her, and it had been everything he’d hoped for. Just how far would she allow him to go with being dominant over her?

When he had watched her in the courtroom, she had always had full control of the proceedings. She was a tigress and enjoyed the stalking of the opposition just as much as winning each case. This last case had been different, and that’s what had spurred him to act upon his determination to know her, asking to meet with her. It had turned out much better than he could have hoped for and possibly they would be a team by the end of the weekend.

He sighed and rolled onto his stomach. Closing his eyes, he pictured the way she had looked lying before him on the massive bed.

She had been tiny and needy and he had not been able to control himself. Thankfully it had worked out okay. Crystal was a woman he could enjoy for the rest of his life. It was a stunning revelation. Not only was she smart, with a force no one as small as she should put forth, but she was also a bundle of pleasure, easy to maneuver in sexual situations.

Just thinking about her and her tight ass and wonderfully hot pussy made his cock twitch and swell.

He wanted her again. It didn’t matter that she was older and richer, totally established in her life. Tommy wanted to shake her life up and make her see there was more to it than the courtroom and, from what he’d heard, women to please her. This weekend was going to be his chance, and he wasn’t going to blow it. He was going to show her exactly what it felt like to be with a man who could give her more pleasure than anyone else ever could.

And he was going to teach her true ecstasy could be achieved with love.

Realizing that he already loved Crystal White and was willing to do anything to prove it to her was the last thought he had before drifting off into sleep, one filled with dreams of a dark-haired sprite of a woman beckoning to him to take her body any way he desired.

Crystal awoke Saturday morning unable to move.

“What?” She blinked in the dazzling sunlight that streamed through her bedroom window, trying to figure out why she couldn’t move her arms or her legs. “What’s going on?”

“Good morning, babe,” Tommy said.

Crystal whipped her head to the side. Tommy was standing beside the windows, holding the cord to the draperies. While she watched, he pulled the cord, closing out the sunlight. The room darkened, the only light the sun seeping into the room at the edges of the drapes. “What are you doing?” she asked, pulling at her arms. Something was wrapped around her wrists, keeping her from moving.

He approached the side of the bed. “I wanted to wake you up properly, and I didn’t want you to fight me.”

She watched him move, no more than a shadow in the dark room. He was removing his clothes. Her pussy pulsed, ready for him even though she was barely awake. “How did you know I liked bondage?”

“From the way you acted with me yesterday, I thought this would be the next natural step. You’re into it, right?”

“Oh, yes, very much so,” she said, tugging at the restraints around her wrists. They were snug but not too tight, and the texture was smooth. It was the same with her ankles. Somehow, Tommy must have found her silk restraints and used them to tie her to the bed.

“I’m glad you sleep in the nude,” he said, sitting down beside her on the bed. “That way there was less chance of waking you while I tied you up.”

Now that he was closer, Crystal could make out his features. “Now that you’ve got me in this position, what are you going to do with me?” She remembered what had happened last night when she asked him what he would do to her. She hoped it would end up in a repeat performance. Crystal ran her tongue over her lips, wetting them, her gaze locked on his.

He stuck his index finger in his mouth and brought it back out slowly. Then he used his slickened finger to trace circles around her right nipple.

Crystal drew in controlled breaths through her nose, releasing them just as equally controlled through her parted lips. She did not want to beg, not this time. Her nipple tightened, the areola puckering, as he traced yet another path around it. Her breasts felt full and tight, aching to be touched. She tried to bend her knees slightly, her pussy tingling and wanting attention, too.

“So nice,” Tommy said, scooting further down on the bed then leaning over her. He took her right breast in both hands, stretching the skin, his fingers making a circle around her nipple. His actions caused her nipple to be centered in the circle of his fingers, and when he bent to flick it with his tongue, she gasped. The touch was so light she shivered. Chuckling, he did it again and then blew a breath over the place he had just wet.

Crystal looked down, watching him, biting her bottom lip. He was perfect, his hair brushing against her heated skin while his elegant fingers exposed her peaked nipple to his hot gaze. She watched his tongue slip from his mouth, his gaze trained on hers, and he licked the tightened pebble with long, slow strokes. Her muscles began to quiver and she arched her back, her fingers wrapping around her restraints. She wanted him to close that hot mouth of his over her nipple and suck.

“Tell me,” he said, blowing another breath over her wet flesh. “Do you often have more than one lover at a time?” His hands left her breast, no longer stretching the flesh, and he smoothed his right hand over her flat stomach. His fingers trailed down to her belly button then drew a circle there.

She shifted her hips, his touch tickling her skin. “Yes, more than one,” she murmured, struggling not to laugh.

“Would you like someone to join us now?” He dipped his head and caught one nipple in his mouth and sucked.

“Mmm” she groaned, sparks flying to the back of her tongue. “I don’t care. Call Justice. Or Rodgers if you want.” She looked down, watching the way his lips formed around her nipple while he sucked at it. Heat coiled down low inside her and her pussy clenched.

He plucked at the opposite nipple, leaving her belly button to toy with her breasts. Raising his head, he drew a path with his tongue over her chest and up her neck, stopping at her ear. “How do I call them?” he whispered.

She swallowed, then cleared her throat. “My cell. Contacts.” She jerked her head to the side. “On the nightstand.”

Tommy brushed a kiss across her ear lobe then reached for her cell phone. A moment later, he spoke softly into the phone. He disconnected and returned to her, leaning down. “Justice will be joining us. Is that all right?”

His breath wafted over her lips. “Yes,” she said, suddenly feeling like she was drugged. His gaze was hypnotic, and the way he used his hands, his fingers trailing over her skin, only served to draw her into a sexual haze. His long, delicate fingers played over her body, his eyes not leaving hers, until there was a knock at the door.

“Now, we truly begin,” Tommy said, smiling. He rose and walked to the door.

Crystal squinted in the darkness, only seeing their shapes. Her bedroom was large, a perk of being one of the partners. She heard hushed voices, both male, and then the two approached the bed to stop at the foot of it. They looked down on her.

“Crystal, are you okay with this?” Justice asked, his voice a little huskier than usual.

She looked down at them as they stood at the foot of the bed. “Yes, Justice. I’m fine.”

“All right then,” he said, and then he reached for Tommy, placing a hand on his shoulder. The two men turned their backs to her, talking softly.

She strained to hear but couldn’t make out what they were saying. Even this, their covert conversation, fueled her desire. It felt as if she was their captive and they were making plans on how to use her to satisfy their needs. It was intoxicating, this feeling of helplessness. She normally enjoyed being restrained, but this was somehow different. How did Tommy know just what would pique her deepest desires?

Then they turned back toward her, Tommy moving to her right, Justice moving to her left. They each climbed onto the king-sized bed with her, and then it began.

Crystal moaned when two mouths closed over her hardened nipples at the same time, sucking hard and sending little shots of heat and pain skittering over her skin. Their hands roamed as their mouths pulled at her, fingers making hot paths over her stomach and hips and then, Tommy’s long fingers sliding into her wet pussy and beginning to fuck her.

“Oh, God,” she breathed, jerking, hanging on to her restraints as the tension inside her built. She could hear their mouths, wetly sucking at her, their breaths becoming heavy and oh-so-male. Her wish to not beg flew out the window. “Tommy, please, fuck me,” she groaned, wanting his thick cock buried inside her.

“Ah, ah ah,” he crooned, rising from her breast. “We will do what we like, when we like.” He shifted on the bed, looking at Justice. “I don’t know about you, brother, but I want to be inside this body.”

Justice raised his head. “Your choice.”

“I choose,” Tommy said, rubbing his chin, “her mouth.”

Crystal licked her lips, anticipating the taste of him. She watched as the two men shifted their positions. Tommy and Justice had both undressed before climbing on the bed with her, and now, Tommy threw one leg over her chest, positioning himself to be able to fuck her mouth.

His cock grazed her chin, fully engorged. He placed one hand on top of her head and shifted his hips. “Open,” he said.

She parted her lips and drew in a deep breath. Down lower on her body, Justice seated himself between her legs and slipped his hands under her hips, lifting them slightly. Tommy slid his hot shaft into her mouth, scraping over her bottom teeth at the same time Justice impaled her pussy with his cock.

Crystal closed her eyes as they began to move, circling Tommy’s cock with her lips. Her pussy clenched around Justice’s cock, and she heard him moan, his fingers gripping her hips as he thrust into her. Tommy ran his fingers through her short, spiky hair and moved in and out of her mouth, stopping each time he bumped against the back of her throat. Being tied up, unable to move her arms or legs, incited a wildness in her. Her chest heaved with her heavy breathing and a pure sensual heat coursed through her. A light dew of sweat slicked her skin as they fucked her, moans and groans filling her ears. When she came, her body bucked, lights flashing behind her eyes in strobe-like patterns. Her pussy milked Justice’s cock while her mouth sucked at Tommy’s shaft. The two men graced her with their cum simultaneously, sending Justice’s hot seed into her cunt and Tommy’s down her throat as she swallowed every drop.