What To Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection Part Two (211 page)

“And did you answer me with yes or no?”

“No.” I sure as hell wouldn’t forget again.

He patted his lap. “Lay over my legs.”

My mouth opened to ask him why and then I remembered he only wanted one of two words. I bit my lip indecisively not sure that I was willing to let him spank me for something so stupid.

“It’s your choice. Either accept that I’m going to punish you or walk out and we forget about this.” I knew that look on his face. I’d seen it in a meeting when one of the guys pushed him on a project he wasn’t interested in taking on. He was serious.

The self-preserving side of me said to get up and walk my ass out of this room, never to look back. The part that wanted Samson won and my ass ended up over his lap terrified that he was about to beat the shit out of me.

I wasn’t expecting his large hand to caress my ass cheeks like they were a prized possession. The tenseness of my body relaxed after he continued doing that for several long minutes. Then a resounding slap landed on my ass and I cried out softly.

That smarted like hell, but then his hand caressed again making me forget. It didn’t last, his hand fell upon my ass in several quick slaps making me feel like my backside was on fire.

“Such a pretty little virgin ass. It looks better with a little color thrown in.” I was ready to cry when the next five slaps fell down without mercy. He pulled me up to sit in his lap and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hit him in the face or cry. The latter won.

“You did really well.”

I’d never been disciplined that way as a child and it was like a dam had broken because the waterworks wouldn’t stop. I wasn’t expecting his fingers to slide against my sex, or for the moisture that made those digits entering me find home easier because of it. My body actually got off on that shit. The pain in my ass receded at the pleasure his touch gave. Two fingers curled against that sweet spot in my core and I almost came.

“Not yet.” I wanted to scream as those fingers slid away leaving me hanging on the edge of ecstasy. “On the bed with those legs spread wide.”

I didn’t hesitate this time, scrambling up to the top of the bed, resting back, and splaying my legs open. My clit was throbbing and his eyes taking me in didn’t help the ache he’d left with his caress.

“Such a beautiful sight. That pretty little pussy is weeping for me. Hands under your head and don’t move them.”

I remembered this from last night except this time there was no one there to keep my hands in place. I complied and tried not to think about the ache between my thighs. I wanted him to touch, thought I’d scream if he didn’t but when his hands did find me, it wasn’t where I wanted them.

His hand stroked over my shoulder, between my breasts, across my abdomen, skipping my sex completely, it traced down my thigh then back up again. My body was clenched in anticipation and he didn’t seem to be in a hurry to answer my needs.

“Such soft skin, I could spend hours just touching you.”

My hips lifted up, asking him silently for the touch he was refusing. He chuckled softly. Instead of answering that movement his head lowered and his tongue trailed around my navel then made me squeal when it dipped inside. “Not the hole you want tongued?”

Closing my eyes, I groaned, refusing to answer that question. His lips trailed up and circled the areola of my breast, missing the nipple and I knew he was purposely teasing me. I whimpered and he chuckled. “So impatient.”

He continued teasing me by running his tongue up my inner thigh, stopping before he reached my sex. His breath hovered over my clit briefly, and I thought I would scream as he denied me that pleasure and moved up my body again. “Do you want to fuck now Zoey?” His body moved between my thighs and I felt the head of his cock nudge against my clit.

“Yes!” I was so turned on that all I could think about was his thick cock driving home, pounding me into the mattress. The wide mushroom-head pushed slightly against my core and I gasped.

He pulled back. “I think I’d rather have you fuck me instead.” Flipping onto his back he rested his hands under his head and motioned with his chin for me to climb on.

The thought of riding him was daunting but I was so ready that I was willing to do anything to ease the ache he’d left. Refusing to think about it, I straddled his waist hoping like hell I could do this right. Grasping him in my hand I lowered myself slowly tensing as his width breached me. Whimpering softly, I was convinced this would never work, he was too big.

“Fuck Zoey. You’re so damn tight.” The pleasure on his face made me want to continue and I pushed down taking in the head at least, then I stopped.

I didn’t care if he didn’t want me to talk he was too large. “Samson, I can’t!” Frustrated as hell because I wanted this I attempted to take him in further.

“You’re as tight as a virgin, baby.” His hands moved from under his head and he lifted me by the hips, putting me on my back again.

“I’ve only done this once.” My eyes filled with tears because I hated that I just couldn’t take him. I knew he was much bigger than the guy that had taken me, but I hadn’t realized how much larger.

“Stop.” His fingers wiped the tears from cheek. “We can do this, I just didn’t realize how inexperienced you are.” Two fingers found my core and pushed in deep. I caught my breath at the fullness. He rode me slowly that way for several strokes then introduced a third, I cried out.

“Don’t tense up baby. Just let me love you.” Slowly those three fingers embedded deeply and I felt him widening them, stretching me almost impossibly. The sensation bordered on pleasure and pain and I closed my eyes attempting to relax.

Soon those three digits were fucking me and I was amazed that the pain was gone. I felt my body reaching toward that pinnacle of paradise and then he withdrew again.

“Now you’re ready.” Moving between my thighs he slid in slowly, still stretching my body but in a way now that was so delicious I moaned softly. “Beautiful, baby.” He was so deep I could feel him against my womb. I didn’t think it could get any better than this until he began riding me with slow deep strokes. I met each thrust of his body and felt the tides of passion rise again.

“You’re so perfect I’m not going to last. Come for me Zoey.” His fingers moved between our bodies he rubbed my clit and instantly I came apart. My core clenched and released as it flooded with my desire and I rode out the wave with his faster thrusts until I felt him fill me with his own.

Bathing my womb with his passion only made my orgasm continue until he collapsed on top of me, nearly stealing my breath. “Thank fuck you’re on the pill.”

His words slid into my passion numbed brain and confused me for a moment. Remembering that I’d disclosed that information during the physical, it gave me a sense of relief as well since the last thing on my mind had been protection.

Still joined together, he turned me over on my back to relieve me of his weight and I felt his cock soften. I didn’t have the strength to move so I remained splayed over his chest. “I think I love you.”

The expression on his face at my words made me realize what I’d allowed to slip out. I hadn’t meant to say that, it was just so beautiful, the experience he’d given me.

“You two were fucking amazing together.” I was exhausted after so much pleasure but seeing Leif standing at the door made my eyes widen.

“Glad you enjoyed it.” Samson lifted me carefully off his body, leaving me exposed to Leif’s eyes. That tick was in his jaw again, like it was when he was angry.

Instead of walking out like I expected most people to do when they walk in on two people making love he sat down on my side of the bed. For reasons I couldn’t explain it didn’t feel wrong to me having him there. I could only guess because he’d pleasured me the night before.

“The other guys were looking for you.” Leif’s eyes were roaming over my body and flushed.

Samson chuckled and sat up. “I’m going to wash up and grab some breakfast. Maybe you and Zoey can talk while I do that.” He rolled over and kissed me gently on the lips before getting out of bed. “I really enjoyed you.” With a wink he left me open mouthed staring at his gorgeous ass retreating.

How was I supposed to react? I’d just had sex with Samson and now Leif was staring at me like I was the only breakfast he had in mind. For a brief moment my feelings were hurt, but I remembered what he’d said. This was just sex. I needed to stick that in my brain and classify it the same way or I would risk getting my heart broke. I didn’t really love Samson. Did I? I always thought I was the kind of person that didn’t have sex unless I was in love.

“You okay?” Leif looked worried and I hated to see that expression on his beautiful face.

“I’m fine.” Sitting up I pulled the blanket around me wondering if I really was. The sex had been incredible after the initial pain part, but I didn’t know how to feel about it now.

“Samson can be a little insensitive.” Leif had obviously read the confusion in my face but I didn’t know how to reply. Biting my lip I nodded not sure why I felt like crying again.

“Damn.” He pulled me into his arms and I clung to him. This was so stupid, I knew what I signed on for when I said yes, so why did I feel like shit? “We work better as package deal. I wish I’d talked to you before you slept with him on your own.”

“What does that mean?” A package deal. Why should Leif apologize for Samson fucking me and basically dumping me in his lap?

“It means that he’s great in bed, but emotions? Those aren’t his strong point. It’s not that he doesn’t care, it’s just? Well I guess he hasn’t learned to show that part of himself to a woman.”

“So you guys do this often, all sleep with one woman?” I was feeling pretty ridiculous at the moment.

“No. Believe it or not our tastes are usually pretty different. We all wanted you though Zoey. Leon and I have had our share of three ways, and Miles and Samson usually do the same, but you’re special.”

“I don’t feel very special at the moment.” Even though I had to admit being held in Leif’s arms made the cut by Samson a little less painful.

“You should. I’ve never known Samson to be with a woman without her being bound to the bed before.”

“I hope that wasn’t supposed to make me feel better. He made it pretty clear that I was only allowed to say yes or no or follow his commands in the bedroom.” What the hell had I been thinking? Obviously with the wrong part of my anatomy because now that he was gone I was pissed for agreeing to anything.

“Still you weren’t tied down. It’s a start.”

I knew he was trying to me make me feel better, but it wasn’t working. “Thanks Leif, but I was just stupid for wanting him.”

“What about me?” The hope in his voice made me smile even though I wanted to stay angry.

“I think you’re beautiful and charming.” I couldn’t take out my anger on Leif, he’d been nothing but nice to me.

“Well yeah, I am those things, but what I meant was what about us?”

The anger I felt left completely at his egotistical charm. “Wow. Conceited much.” I didn’t really have an answer for him at the moment. I’d just slept with Samson, told him I loved him and needed some time to come to grips with that.

“Nah. I just know how perfect I am.” He stood up with me in his arms, and lowered me to my feet. “I’m better in bed than he is too.” Waggling his eyebrows he deserved the punch in the arm I gave him.

“I need a shower.” Forcing a grin, I dropped the blanket and pulled my bikini back on.

“Yeah, you do.” He took off running, jumped off the boat and into the ocean. I dived in after him trying not to overthink this and swallow half the sea as I made it to shore.

My mood was much better after I cleaned off and headed back to the cabin with the rest of the guys. I knew I still hadn’t answered Leif, but I needed to think about what I was doing a little more before I made quick decisions.

Tempting

M
iles was standing underneath the shower when I finally made it there, and instead of giving him his privacy, I joined him. Something about the island just took away my inhibitions, and it wasn’t like the guy hadn’t seen me spread out as he devoured my body last night. When he began washing my hair, I have to say I didn’t regret the decision at all.

“I’m going to see what I can do about scrounging up some breakfast.” Leif was smiling when he left Miles and me alone.

There should have been a part of me that felt bad about letting him remove my bikini, but there honestly wasn’t. Of all the men, Miles was the one I considered the most trustworthy. He earned that respect even more when he simply bathed me and didn’t make a sexual act of the situation.

“Did you sleep with Samson?” I hadn’t expected the question but I didn’t see any reason to lie about it.

Nodding my head, I stepped out from under the spray and wrapped a towel around my body. He was searching my face before turning off the water, then walking over taking my towel and drying me before doing the same for himself. “You alright with that?” He wrapped me back up, leaving his own body deliciously exposed.

“I guess?” I didn’t know how to feel now. I knew they’d wanted to have some kind of orgy, which I still didn’t understand the dynamics of, but he didn’t seem upset.