But aside from the lust, what is the stirring in my heart I’m starting to feel for these men who surround me? Who promise to always protect me? It’s not…it can’t be…
Can it?
I’m too scared to say the word.
The divider to the limo slides up and gives us privacy as the car discreetly begins to move. You can’t even feel the bumps in the pothole strewn streets of New York. I should've known, only the best. He circles the small of my back with his hand, and I feel that familiar excitement that comes with the thought of being with him. Parker always gets a rise out of me, and I feel so fortunate that he has no problem with me being with these other men.
When Mason sees this, he of course has to jump to action so that he knows he has me too. He holds my hand tightly, as though he knows, in that unspoken way, that my nerves are getting the better of me. Mason always calms me down. He's like my lighthouse in a storm. He knows all parts of me on an intimate level. I'm holding his hand and just breathing, trying to get ready to have three guys at once. It's a good thing, I feel cherished and like they all want only me, but three giant cocks is a lot to handle, and I have to get ready before we go in.
I hope somebody does something soon to make this easier on me. I have so many emotions flowing through my body in different ways for each of the men. It's all bottled up, and I need to express it.
The limo gets into the traffic of Times Square and we’re surrounded on all sides by pedestrians and cars, and I get on my knees on the floor of the car and Derek is at my back. I can feel him breathing down my neck he's so close. And his hot breath makes surges of warmth go through me. He's laid-back, but not with our newfound connection. I think he likes making me nervous. He likes me to know how strong he is and that he intends to have me any which way he desires.
He grabs my hand and pulls me back while the other men begin unbuttoning their shirts. "You okay?" he says.
"I'm okay. A little nervous that we pulled it off that's all."
There's almost a grin on his face as he sees my reaction. He pulls me in for a kiss and we're standing driving down the city, just him and I, and it's nice to have this special moment and not worry that the other men I care so much about will be jealous. I think they all understand that my feelings for them are equal. His kiss tells me everything I need to know about how much Derek desires me. And when his kiss becomes aggressive I know I'm in for a wild ride, and that gets me nice and wet and ready. My nerves melt away, and I'm just in this moment with Derek, remembering why I care about him so much and why we're here. God, I want him to take me right here – I wouldn’t care if the windows weren’t tinted. My pulse is racing, and his hands are on my breasts. We’re ready to go, and I know all four of us are. I’m so fucking excited that I can’t think about being nervous anymore. I break our kiss, gasping for air.
"Come on," I say. "Join me inside. I promise you won't be disappointed."
I flash him a little smile, and he knows I'm into him, he knows our connection is real and that he feels safe in sharing me. I pull him inside, and his cock is at full erection, but he doesn't even try to hide it. It's not like the other guys will notice; their eyes are on me.
"Hi everyone,” I say with a smile. I know that this limo is where I’m getting the daylights fucked out of me today, so small talk almost seems silly.
I mean, what do you say when you see three huge cocks ready to pounce and pleasure you?
Hey, how ‘bout them Yankees?
Wow, crazy good weather we’re having today?
I pause for a minute and take in the beauty of the situation. Here I a
m on a drive through the capital of the world, both literally and figuratively. I have everything I could ever want, and the emotion of how great my life is brings me almost to tears. My eyes fill up, but I don't let them drop. I'm grateful, but I'm also strong. I have to remember that it's up to me to keep these relationships in the right place. I can't fumble on a single one because then a part of my heart would shatter. I'm getting in deeper and deeper with this situation every day, and I know it's my honor to keep things running smoothly.
Parker pulls up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist in a sensual embrace. He's breathing into my neck, and the feel of him supporting me makes me feel like a burden has been lifted. I know he will help me handle this. Parker just always wants me to be happy.
I allow myself to lean back in his arms, for a toe curling and panty melting romantic moment. Just he and I are staring out at the stars, and the city below.
"Parker," I whisper. "I'm glad you're here. You make me feel safe. I'm glad you're always gonna be here."
"You're the only thing I care about," he confirms his affection. "You ready for me, baby?"
"I'm ready," I say, and I raise my arms above my head and let Parker pull my dress off. I'm standing mostly naked in my scant lingerie, and heels, of course. He pulls the clip from my long hair, and it falls around my shoulders in curls. Parker smiles at me and bends to kiss my neck, as well as my breasts. I turn and see the other guys watching.
Mason comes over.
He leans down to his knees and pulls my thong off. He starts going down on me right there in front of the window. And Parker's kissing me and caressing my breasts, his favorite part of my body.
I look to Derek, pleading with my eyes for him to join in. Having him close makes me feel better. He comes over, and he and Parker take turns kissing me. I'm getting so aroused, surrounded by these strong, handsome men. Mason is making me so wet as he goes to town preparing my pussy for entry.
I slowly close my eyes as I am feeling all their hands on my body. My nipples are so hard it almost hurts.
I open my eyes and shiver as Parker runs his tongue across my neck very gently. Planting kisses on it as he pulls my earlobe into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue making sure he gets it all moist. A shiver runs through my body when I feel Mason’s hands running up and down my ass.
Derek’s hands start to glide over my skin working their way up my thighs. Teasing me the entire time the feel of his fingers making their way up and down my thighs moving back and forth slowly is enough to drive a woman mad.
Mason's hands and now his tongue play on my stomach, making nice light circles around my navel.