Shannon's Fairy-Tale Foursome (31 page)

“Go clean up, Shannon,” Drew commanded in a low, guttural tone. “Make sure that you keep that plug in your ass.”

She stood with a jerky nod and brushed off the excess fluid on her dress. Stepping around the glass carefully, she left the table. “I’ll be right back.”

Drew watched her cross the room, admiring the clench of her flawlessly formed ass cheeks as she walked and tried to hold the plug in. With an evil grin, he clicked the button a second time, increasing the speed, before she exited the room.

“Eep,” she shrieked, drawing everyone’s attention in the room.

Most of the men laughed in obvious understanding, and the women alternated between wistful sighs and envious groans. He heard a friend of Jaycee’s, Ella Dawson, whisper, “Lucky girl,” to her dinner companion and best friend, Micah Blaylock. At another table, a small group of women speculated animatedly about what butt plug had been shoved up Shannon’s ass.

Mentally, Drew chuckled.
Only in Serenity.

Drew got to his feet, cutting his brothers a look, and barked, “Stay here.” Both of them nodded solemnly, but he saw a distinct twinkle in the eyes so like his own. They knew their time was coming soon.

He strode across the room purposefully. His gait remained long and even despite his desire to run after Shannon. With every step he took, his cock grew until he couldn’t imagine it could grow any further. But it did.

When he reached the ladies’ room, he grabbed the door handle and turned it, only to discover someone had locked the damn thing. Banging on the hardwood, he called out, “Open up now, Shannon Roberts.”

The door swung open right away, but he couldn’t see her with the hardwood obstructing his view. He stepped into the room before taking a hold of the door and snatching it from her. Then he closed it behind him and locked it quickly.

“Took you long enough,” Shannon teased.

He turned toward the sound of her seductive voice and stopped dead in his tracks. She stood behind him in all her naked splendor. Her red hair had been released from its confines and now framed her pretty face. Her hands hung at her side, and her shapely legs were slightly apart. She stood so proudly that he nearly fell to his knees.

Looking directly at him, she cupped her breasts, the rounded flesh looking full and soft in her hands. “Drew,” she half said, half moaned as her eyes slid closed. She brushed each index finger across her areolas, one at a time. The area darkened noticeably, miniscule goose pimples appearing. Her eyes opened languidly, and she bestowed a come-hither smile upon him then toyed with the pink nipples pouting against her milky skin.

Fuck her. Fuck her now.

Drew could hear the thoughts, but his mind couldn’t function enough to move his legs. Hell, he wasn’t convinced he was even alive at this point. If it weren’t for the sound of his choppy breaths, he would believe he’d quit breathing the moment he’d crossed the threshold.

“Come here, munchkin,” he finally managed to ground out.

She came toward him, her shapely hips enticing him as they swayed. “Yes, Drew.”

“Turn around and bend over,” he demanded brusquely with his restraint teetering wildly. “I want to see the plug in your ass.”

She glanced over his shoulder nervously, stammering, “W–w–well—”

Impatient to find out what had her so flustered but suspecting he already knew, he glanced over his shoulder. On the couch, her purse lay open with a small object hanging out of it. She’d wrapped the butt plug up in a white towel, but he could tell by the outline what it was.

He turned his head back to the defiant beauty and growled. “Bad move, Shannon.” He ripped at his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, then pushed them over his hips. Not wasting a second, he stepped out of his pants as he grabbed her underneath her armpits and lifted her off the ground. He kept her lips level with his and kissed her deeply. Spending the last hour being tormented had torn away his willpower to remain in control, and he needed her more than anything in the world.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing her pussy in direct contact with his hard, aching cock. He backed her into the wall with a grunt, imprisoning her body with his, and broke their kiss. “I can’t wait. I need you now.”

She wiggled her hips, rubbing her pussy against his dick. “Here I am, Drew. Take me,” she said between small, shallow pants.

He looked directly into her hazel eyes and asked, “Are you ready, munchkin? I won’t be able to hold back.”

Instead of answering him, she reached around and lined his cock with her slick opening. “I want all of you right now, and don’t you dare hold anything back,” she ordered then impaled herself on his rigid dick.

He hissed.

She threw her head back, moaning loudly.

He dropped his hands to her ass, using her cheeks to pull her up and down on his cock.

“Oh, Drew,” she cried out, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Fuck me harder. Please.”

He responded to her broken plea, thrusting brutishly inside her hot pussy. His hips picked up speed, plunging deeper and harder. She welcomed his every hard thrust, her cunt softening and her juices drenching his dick.

His lips captured hers once again, kissing her with a savageness he didn’t even know he possessed. Their kiss went on and on until he couldn’t breathe and neither could she. He pulled away regretfully. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

He halted his thrusts and stormed across the room with his dick still buried inside her. He lowered her body onto the couch before following her down and resuming his attack on her cunt. With a groan, he told her, “You’re perfect. I love fucking your pussy, but I
need
to fuck your ass. I need to pump into your hot, tight hole, knowing you love it as much as I do. I want to hear your screams, and I want you to come with my cock balls-deep in your ass. Then I want to pour every ounce of my cum into you with the knowledge that you surrendered your body to me. Can I fuck your asshole, Shannon?” Unable to help himself, he changed his angle of entry and pounded into her as he waited for her answer.

“Yes,” she hissed.

He didn’t give her a chance to change her mind. He pulled his overly sensitized cock out of her pussy, letting loose a hiss of his own as his swollen flesh brushed against her velvety walls. “Stand up,” he ordered, his voice sounding raspy and uneven. “And lean over the end of the couch.”

She sat up slowly, her glassy eyes blinking rapidly and darting around the room as if she was lost, then got to her feet. She moved to the end of the couch and leaned over the arm just as he’d instructed. “Like this?”

He glanced over at her, taking in her heavenly body as she settled into the submissive position. With her body bent across the arm, she’d opened her legs wide and braced them on the floor. She’d stuck her cute ass up in the air and smashed her breasts against the fabric. Her head hung low which caused her flaming hair to spill down and cover her face. He broke out in a sweat as precum seeped from his slit.
Fuck, she’s perfect.

“Yes,” he choked then stalked hastily across the room. He pulled a travel-sized bottle of lubricant from his pant pocket then moved back toward her.

She flashed him a naughty grin and teased, “You had
that
in your pocket all through dinner, and you waited this long to fuck me? I must be losing my touch.”

Drew growled. “No, I was trying to be good and give you the date of a lifetime.” He stepped in behind her. “Munchkin, I know that we’ve been preparing you for a week, but this may still be uncomfortable.”

“If you’re fucking me, I think I can handle it.”

“Good.” He pulled her cheeks apart, studying the prettiest rosette he’d ever laid eyes on. “Damn.” He wanted to say more, but he couldn’t. His brain was on much more crucial things like pushing his dick inside her and fucking her until she screamed his name loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear.

Flipping open the lid of the lube, he poured a generous amount between her cheeks and watched the fluid run down her crack and over her virginal asshole. The clear liquid continued on its path, making its way to the bottommost tip of her sodden pussy before dribbling onto the bathroom floor tiles. A tiny shudder ran through her body, and she groaned, her sweet voice nearly inaudible.

He ran his finger through the narrow crevice in her ass, gathering up enough lube to make his finger slick, and she whimpered. “Drew, please. Don’t tease me.”

“Like you teased me all night?” he asked darkly with an edge to his tone that apparently made her hotter.

She quivered, little chill bumps appearing all over her creamy skin. “Drew,” she pleaded in a voice that broke his restraint, and he knew that she’d won this round.

He moved his finger inward and drew a small circle around the outer edge of her rosette, smiling when her hole quivered. “I think someone likes that.”

She sighed softly.

He pressed his finger against her tiny opening and pushed inside before he retreated then tunneled his finger back in. He continued his movements, focusing on tormenting each nerve ending in her rectum as he dragged his finger backward and forward.

Her body went slack, relaxing against the arm of the sofa with a moan. She was ready for a little more, and he was ready to push her. He wound his arm around her hip, slipped his left hand through her slippery folds and went for her clit. He stroked the swollen nub, evoking a scream from her. She jerked violently, her head whipping around. Their eyes met, and he could see the passion swirling in her brown-gold eyes. “More.”

Without breaking eye contact, he drove a second finger into her ass then a third. He only gave her a second to adjust before stretching the walls of her rectum with his fingers.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she exclaimed, “Fuck!”

He chuckled, his body demanding to give her what they both needed, and then pulled his fingers out of her ass. “Okay, munchkin. You don’t have to ask me twice.” He grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some on his throbbing cock before rubbing his shaft down with it. He positioned himself at her rear entrance, pausing for a moment to take a deep, cleansing breath. “I feel as though I’ve waited forever to do this.” He somehow managed to get the words out before prodding her hole and gently easing the head of his cock inside.

She hissed, her body tensing.

“Breathe, Shannon,” he murmured as he leaned forward and kissed her spine softly. “Just breathe.”

“Mmmm,” she hummed. “Don’t stop. I’m fine, I promise.”

He continued to invade her ass, making small rocking motions and moving slowly so she could adjust. When he reached the tight ring of muscles, he crooned, “Shan, this is the hard part. I need you to push back for me.”

She squeezed her eyes shut, her brow furrowing as concentration lined flushed face, but she did exactly what he said. He immediately slipped past her sphincter, and she whimpered, but he could hear the desire in the soft sound. There was no pain, at least, not enough for her to call a halt to what he was doing to her.

“You’re doing beautifully,” he told her, holding himself in check so he didn’t push her body too far, too fast. “I love you, munchkin. I never knew I could love you any more than I already did, but I was wrong.”

“Ditto,” she countered.

He sucked in a sharp breath and attempted to focus on anything other than the snug walls stretching around him and the tiny, ripples the muscles made as he burrowed deeper. He tried to take his time, and he tried to go slow to let her acclimate to his size. It was the right thing to do, but he only managed to hold back for a minute.

When she arched and pushed her whole body back, spearing herself with his cock, he knew he couldn’t take any more. “Shannon, I can’t hold back.”

She panted, “Don’t care. Fuck me.”

“My pleasure.”

He withdrew then drove his unyielding erection back inside her. He latched onto her hips and held her tightly to him, allowing his body to take over. His plunges fired rapidly into her narrow channel, and she grunted.

Her fingers bit into the arms of the couch as she tried to keep herself balanced, and her body shook with each invasion of his cock into her ass. She writhed and arched underneath him, her lust driving him to push her further, to give her more. One moan after another escaped her mouth, each moan growing louder than the last.

Her rectum tightened and quaked around his shaft. It was all he could do to not come at that very second. With a growl, he reached around her and cupped her ample breasts. He exerted pressure, pulling her upward so she was no longer lying across the arm of the couch but leaning against him.

He forced his hips upward, fucking her fiercely without an ounce of control. He palmed each breast, his thumbs tormenting her nipples with remorseless tugs. “Shannon,” he keened as he dropped one hand to her saturated pussy and grasped her clitoris between two fingers. He plunged into her ass as far as he could go then pinched the distended nub at the same time as her nipple.

“Oh, God,” she yelled, her whole body shuddering underneath his. “Drew!”

“Shannon,” he shouted as he gave himself over to the ecstasy raging inside him. His cock expanded, growing in size until he felt as though he would explode. Then he did. His cum left his body in thick, hot jets and emptied into hers.