Free For All (Red Light, Book Four) (8 page)

I didn’t think it would be possible for her to blush to deepen but she proves me wrong. “Y-yes.”

“Our offer still stands. You’re welcome to join us.” Neither of us move, as if afraid to spook the pair of newcomers, more innocent than Rick and I have ever been in our lives.

Nikolaas lowers his head and whispers to his wife. She peeks between him and us several times before nodding. Niko presses a gentle kiss to her lips before leading her toward us. He pauses at the edge of the cushions then unhooks each tiny clasp on her corset one by one.

I snuggle behind Rick, both of us sitting, my spread pussy pressed to his lower back. I snake my hand around his side then cup his thick erection in my palm. I stroke him so slowly it has to tease more than satisfy. “She’s quite pretty. I bet she’ll be soft and sweet when you push inside her.”

I whisper, for his ears only. His cock jerks in my grasp, making him slip from my now-greased fingers.

Once completely nude, Lysanne turns to Nikolaas. Though shy with us, she is far from a stranger to his body. She strips his underwear from him with one quick movement that sets his cock bobbing. Not as large as Rick, he’s upholding his average tendencies.

Together, they crawl toward us. They stop short by several feet. I slide from behind Rick, kneeling to the side so that I’m in front of Nikolaas and there’s nothing between Rick and Lysanne. From here I can detect her trembling. Without thought, I cross the space between us and wrap her in a hug. Our breasts press together, transferring some of the oil, making my skin glisten her pebbled nipples.

“You’re doing great.” I tug on her fingers until she approaches my man.

She waits for direction. I glance at Nikolaas, who is stroking his cock idly. No signs of hesitation mar his flushed cheeks.

I take a monstrous breath then guide Lysanne’s hand to Rick’s abdomen. He shudders at the initial contact, his steely shaft jabbing upward when his hips flex.

“Did I hurt you?” She would retreat if I let her, but I don’t. I trap her hand against his steaming flesh.

“Not at all.” He groans. “Unless you count teasing me like this.”

I grin. “Turnabout is fair play.”

He beams up at me. “I knew I loved you for a reason.”

We advance on Lysanne together. Rick lowers her gently to the mattress while I nudge her to her back. She doesn’t resist us for a moment. Together we cover her supine form. Rick wastes no time. He’s suckling her breasts before I can check in with her. No need to worry. She cries out then buries her fingers in his hair, impressing me with her ability to release the weight of her inhibitions and float on the rising tide of pleasure.

I prop her head in my lap then motion for Nikolaas to join us. The instant he adds his mouth to the other side of Lysanne’s body, her cries escalate. I love the wonder in her gaze when she looks at me. Wide-eyed and eager, she reaches up and back to hold my hand.

I cast a glance around the room, finding what I need within arm’s reach. Beside the row of oil bottles, a glass bowl holds dozens of condoms. I grab two and press one into each of the men’s hands.

Rick doesn’t hesitate. He rips open the foil packet and sheathes himself as Nikolaas kisses a trail down his wife’s abdomen. While Rick prepares himself, Nikolaas readies Lysanne. He laps at her pussy, slicking her unnecessarily if the gloss of arousal between her thighs is any indication.

I pinch my nipples, teasing myself as I watch Rick nudge Niko aside then notch the bulging head of his cock at Lysanne’s sopping entrance. He stares at me and I smile. I take a secret thrill from knowing this woman will never forget him and how well he is about to fuck her. An experienced lover like Rick will blow her mind. She’ll have him once, a special treat, while I can dine on caviar every night.

It seems only fair to give her a taste of heaven.

I nod almost imperceptibly at Rick.

He drops low and twitches his hips forward, inserting his cock into Lysanne’s pussy. She must be tight since his penetration is slow and labored. Nikolaas slides his hand between Rick and Lysanne to rub her clit, speeding up Rick’s progress. Still he must stretch her to the bounds of comfort. She whimpers when he buries inside her completely.

Full. On fire. Needy. I know what that feels like.

I press on Rick’s shoulder. He doesn’t question my intent. Instead he rises up, still knitted completely but now sitting on his haunches between Lysanne’s thighs. Niko glances up at me, waiting for instruction. I dust his hand away from his wife’s pussy then shift so I’m kneeling over her face. I tip forward and lick the spot where Rick and she are joined.

“Oh God!” she shouts when I flick my tongue over her engorged clit then alongside Rick’s shaft. He groans when the heat of my muscle compounds the silky fist of her pussy gripping him.

As though he can’t stay still a moment longer, Rick withdraws a few inches then slides inside our acquaintance once more. He develops a pattern I complement with open-mouthed kisses on Lysanne’s clit. It isn’t long before she’s writhing beneath us, begging—for more or for mercy, I can’t quite tell which.

My empty pussy aches. Watching Rick pleasure Lysanne has me trembling with need. I peer up from behind my lashes at the man sharing this moment with me.

“Sarah.” Rick brushes my hair off my shoulders and into his grip. He uses it to tug my face in his direction. He bends to kiss me, long and slow enough to have groans raining on us before he separates us. “This isn’t your window. You don’t have to give all the time.”

I blink.

“Show us what you want.” He gestures with his chin. “Take.”

I peek over my shoulder at Nikolaas. His cock is nearly purple where I catch glimpses above and below his shuttling fist. “Tell him to fuck me.”

Lysanne moans below me. Her fingers reach up and spread my pussy. The cooler air on my moist flesh is a divine relief from my scorching desire. When the shock wears off, I hear the rip of a condom packet. A few seconds later, Niko is poised between my legs.

“Do it,” Rick growls at the other man, surprising me with the tenacity of his command.

Niko’s hands are rougher than I would have guessed on my hips. His tight grip thrills me. He reveals some authority of his own when he directs me. “Drop lower. I want Lysanne to eat you while I fuck you. I want you to come on my cock. You’re amazing. You deserve pleasure. As much as we can give you.”

Lysanne’s lips cover me, mimicking my actions on her. Something in the skilled roll of her tongue over my clit makes me positive this is not her first girl-on-girl rodeo. Go, Lysanne. Niko complements his wife’s delivery of rapture. He rides me with more gusto than skill. The uneven lunges of his modest cock inside me are more than enough to dazzle me when paired with Rick’s litany of groans.

Something about this taboo thrill guarantees Rick and I will seek out this experience again. The intimacy of my familiar lover blends with the new and untried aspects of a stranger. I am safe to explore and free to indulge whatever carnal craving arises.

I look up and find Rick watching me. He fucks Lysanne like a madman now, drilling her with his sheathed erection. Still he never looks away from the site where Niko’s cock tunnels inside me. As if he can sense my attention, his gaze flicks to mine. He roars as our stares lock.

In this moment, time suspends. I freeze and so does Rick. And in this singular instant I know, without a doubt, that this insanity we share is love. Perfect. Infinite. Indestructible.

I rely on Niko’s banded grip on my hips to support me. I hold up my hands without breaking the motion of my mouth. With my fingers curved, thumbs touching on the bottom, I depict my love in the shape of a heart.

Rick smiles then mimics my gesture, showing me his matching symbol.

I gauge Lysanne’s escalating cries then suck on her clit, applying pulsing pressure she can’t resist. She screams and comes, the first domino in a linked expression of ecstasy.

“Yeah. Fuck.” Her husband grunts as he fills the condom covering his cock, buried deep inside me. “Come on his big cock, Lys.”

It’s not until I glance up again that Rick joins them. He buries his fingers in my hair, curses then explodes while fucking Lysanne hard and deep. I massage his balls as they empty with steady pulses.

I hold the base of the condom covering him in place when he withdraws his cock.

He tumbles to the cushions beside us, tugging me off Lysanne, gathering me to his chest.

Niko holds out his hand to mirror the gesture with his wife. She shakes her head. It takes her several gulps of air to speak. “We didn’t make Sarah climax.”

“Thank you.” Her generosity is heartwarming. “I’m fine. Honestly. Giving you pleasure, watching Rick take his, that’s all I need to be satisfied.”

After all, I’m used to servicing customers. Sure, I share pleasure with some of them but certainly not all. It doesn’t make me love what I do any less.

“That’s not fair.” I like Lysanne’s stubborn streak.

Rick adjusts his hold so that he can reach my pussy. He rubs over the slick flesh of my mound. “She’s right. We owe you better for taking care of us. Fuck, I’m sorry. I got carried away.”

“Niko, I think you should…” Lysanne blushes as she realizes what she’s about to say. Still, I’m impressed with how far she’s broadened her horizons in one night. She straightens her spine then rephrases. “I want to watch you eat her p-pussy.”

Rick holds me tighter. “I’d like that too if you’re game.”

Niko looks to me then his wife, then back to me. He drops to his knees and slinks toward me. With one last glance at Lysanne, he whispers, “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” She buries her fingers in his hair and jerks. His lips surge forward across the tiny gap between us. I gasp when he flicks his tongue over my clit.

“Lick her whole slit,” Rick directs Niko. Good thing as I have no voice left. Three pairs of eyes study my every reaction.

Lysanne lies next to me, her head on my chest to observe her husband at work. When I whimper, Rick joins her, except he fastens his lips around the nipple closest to him. Niko raises his head to survey the erotic landscape. “Lys. Do what he’s doing. I want to see you suck her tit.”

She doesn’t hesitate. She latches on with more pressure than I would have anticipated. I’m sure this will not be their last encounter at the club. The exchange is bringing out sides of them both I guess they’ve kept hidden from each other far too long.

With two mouths at my chest and one on my pussy, I don’t stand a chance at resistance. Six hands travel over any part of my body they can reach. One sinks between my thighs. Niko inserts two fingers in my tightening channel. My head falls back, exposing my neck. Rick pauses his assault on my chest to nibble a path up the column to my ear.

“How does it feel to be the one receiving?” he whispers in between nips on my lobe. “Indulge in their attention. Take your pleasure, Sarah. Be selfish for once.”

I am shocked when a growl bursts from my throat. I push Rick’s head until his lips are aligned with my breast again. I command, “Suck it.”

“That’s my girl.” He obeys.

I cut my stare to the man feasting on my pussy, making wet sounds as he flails his tongue over me in sloppy slurps. “Slower. Neater. Right there.”

He takes direction well. Lysanne whimpers as she observes her husband tailor his actions to my tastes. I wonder how forceful she’ll be in teaching him to pleasure her later. The thought inspires a rush of pleasure. I spread my legs wider and grind myself on his face.

“Add another finger.”

Niko slips a third digit inside me. He spreads them, stretching my contracting muscles. My playmates collude to enhance my enjoyment. Soon all I can do is writhe and relish the rapture slamming through me.

My muscles begin to quiver. My thighs clamp on Niko’s shoulders and my hands grasp at Rick’s and Lysanne’s backs. That’s all the warning I can give them before my orgasm hits. It shakes me with the force of an earthquake, leveling my foundation and tearing apart the final vestiges of my doubt.

They pamper me while I soar then float in a sea of bliss and relief. Before my head has cleared, I hear rustling in the background. Rick’s voice is warm and soft when he says, “Yes. The sauna is down the hall on the left. There are private rooms next door if you’d like some time alone before you head home. Thank you for joining us. I wish you all the best.”

Lysanne murmurs a response but I don’t catch it, content to wallow in the security of Rick’s embrace.

When the silence lingers, I try to move but can’t seem to coordinate my limbs.

“Relax, Sarah.” He rolls to his back, draping me over his chest then pets my flank. “There’s no rush. We have all night.”

“No. Forever,” I mumble.

“That too.” He smiles, his lips curving against my temple.

“You come to love not by finding the perfect person,
but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.” ~Sam Keen

For long minutes, maybe as much as half an hour, we linger in the hazy aftermath of passion. My thoughts gradually return to something coherent. They replace the low-level buzz that feels a lot like a happy
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over and over.