Dare to Succeed (The Dare 2)

“Look at you. All spread out on our tasting table, the rays of the sun cascading through the stained glass portrait you made. You look like a goddess, Alicia. You’re so beautiful.”

“And obedient,” Max added as he caressed her arms that remained above her head. He leaned down and kissed between her one elbow and upper arm where it bent.

“Do you like handing over all control to me? Do you like how it makes you feel?” he asked her then traced a finger along her lips.

“Yes.”

“Why is that? What did you feel as I stroked and feasted on this sweet pussy and ordered you to keep your hands above your head, to not come until I said so? What did you feel?”

“Free. Alive, Max,” she said and a tear escaped from her eye.

He leaned down and wiped it away then cupped her cheek.

She moaned as Caldwell stroked a finger deeper into her cunt.

“That’s what being our woman, our lover will be like. Freedom, being cared for and adored.”

“Being put first in everything we do,” Monroe added and smiled softly.

“Give us all of you, Alicia, and we promise to take care of you, protect you, and make you feel this good, this loved and cherished for the rest of your life,” Max whispered as he held her jaw while Monroe stroked her cunt and Monroe traced tiny circles over her nipple above the camisole.

“Oh God yes. Yes, I want that. I want to believe you.”

“But?”

“I’m scared. I’ve only had one lover. Ever. The three of you are so, so big, sexy, intimidating, and perfect. I’m.” She lowered her eyes.

“Perfect, too,” Monroe and Max said at the same time.

“We’ll show you. Let us in, Alicia. Let us take you together. Make love to you together and you’ll see how perfect this will be,” Caldwell whispered.

Max felt his heart racing. He wanted her so badly his cock throbbed and his heart ached with desire.

“I must be out of my mind. Yes. Yes, I want you, too. I want to trust you, to believe you. Please make me feel alive, free, like a desirable woman, not one scorned and brokenhearted, fearful, and weak. Please. Please be real.”

“Oh we’re real, and you, beautiful, are going to be our woman officially and in every way,” Caldwell told her as he eased a finger from her pussy and lifted her up into his arms.

She wrapped her legs around his waist.

“To the bedroom. We’re going to make Alicia all ours and explore every inch of this sexy body and make her scream for more,” Max said then cupped her cheek and kissed her deeply before they headed upstairs to make love to Alicia for the very first time.

* * * *

Alicia’s heart was pounding inside of her chest. Was she making a huge mistake? She didn’t know and after the way they aroused her body, making her needy for more, she knew she had to do this. This was the first huge decision she’d made since the Dallas bullshit. She thought about Tony. Not because she felt guilty or as if she were about to cheat on him, but she couldn’t help but compare these men to him. Hands down, the Gordon men dominated in every area. Max? Oh God Max made her feel things no one else ever bought out in her. Who would have known she was so submissive and wanted to be dominated in the bedroom?

She reached up and touched Caldwell’s chin then kissed the tip of it. His hold on her tightened as if her simple touch was too much for him to handle. It made her feel some control, but she preferred letting them lead.

“Are you okay?” Caldwell asked her as he lowered her feet to the bedroom rug.

“I’m scared, Caldwell. Scared that I could be making a huge mistake, yet not knowing, not feeling more of what you, Monroe, and Max bring out in me, scares me more.”

He caressed her cheek and rested his wrist against her neck as he smiled softly, sincerely at her.

“This is not a mistake. In our lives, in our bed with our cocks deep inside of you is where you belong. No one can hurt you. No one will criticize you, question your judgment, and make you feel inadequate, obsolete, or meaningless here. On the contrary, my sweet, sensual Alicia, this is where you’re free. Where we want you to let go and just breathe.”

The tears stung her eyes. The meaning of his words hit closer to home than she believed Caldwell knew. But somehow he nailed it. Somehow these three men touched her in a place no one had ever gotten to or that she knew existed. It was like she waited for them all her life, and now they were here.

She felt the second set of hand on her shoulder, then lips press against her skin.