Scarlett's Temptation, page 15
She held her breath as his tongue tickled her. His fingers were creating the most delicious friction, but her mind was still screaming how wrong it was to be enjoying this from him.
Rhett was fighting his own issues of someone touching his prize, but was refusing to end this. He knew that if he was going to share her, he would at least be involved in her finding pleasure. "We should move this to the bed," he demanded more harshly than he intended.
Manuel looked up at his friend, surprised at the jealousy in his hard gaze. It was readily apparent that this young woman meant more to him than he was willing to admit to himself. "Are you certain you want to do this?"
He lifted Scarlett as Manuel's fingers and hands were removed and walked her over to the bed with long strides. "This is what she needs," he carefully laid her on the bed and the look in her eyes begging him to stop this only encouraged him to go forward.
"Sir, please," she whispered quietly not liking the angry look he was giving and knowing she was going to have to force herself to deny any pleasure in this act if he demanded it.
"Remember when I told you before that I would be lenient with you because you were new Scarlett?" He needed this to happen as much for him as for her. She was becoming too much of an obsession, he couldn't think rationally any longer.
"I remember Sir," she whispered softly not sure where he was going with this.
"That no longer applies," he watched her eyes widen in fear, "if you stop any night, this ends." He was being cold and unfair but there had to be some way to ease this possessive need he had for her, maybe this was it. If he could watch her with another man, then her innocence would no longer be a factor. At least this was how he was going to rationalize his decision, he thought angrily.
A single tear slid down her cheek at his words. "You want me to be your whore, Sir?"
"I want you to agree to do whatever I ask you without question," his eyes bore into hers, wondering if she would break or walk away.
Forcing herself to take deep breaths, she knew what he was really demanding from her. She could walk away tonight and never see him again, or she could give in to his demented idea of passion and live with the consequences. It was an overwhelming decision to make with no time in her favor. Her mind was reeling, was she ready to end this and walk away from him?
Tears streaked down her cheeks and she knew the answer was no. She hated him for asking this of her, and hated herself as she nodded and spoke softly. "I'm not ready for this to end, Sir." Laying her hands by her sides, she trembled knowing just what she was giving in to.
He should be elated that she had finally submitted completely to him, but the feeling in his gut wasn't one of joy over her decision. Mentally strengthening his resolve, he lowered down onto the bed and his lips met hers. It wasn't a kiss of loving tenderness, it was one meant to show her that she was claimed. "Tonight you will know what it means to belong to me, completely." Lifting his mouth away, his hands went to the scrap of lace that covered her sex and pulled them down her shaking limbs.
Manuel removed his clothes, not certain his friend was ready to share his pet. She was incredibly beautiful and he couldn't wait to enjoy her, but there was a charged sense of tension in the room that concerned him. "Rhett, you are sure this is something you wish to pursue." They had been friends for many years, and shared many women, never had he seen him this furious.
Rhett stood up and undressed quickly, refusing to allow himself the time to change his mind. He needed this for his own sanity, and to remind himself who was in control. The girl was his pet and until he could assure his own mental state of mind, he'd do whatever it took to put her in the same place as the submissive's before her. "Let's enjoy our little slut tonight."
Scarlett closed her eyes at his words, wishing she had the nerve to tell him to go to hell for his comment. She didn't doubt for a minute that he would send her away if she denied him tonight. A part of her mind said that he should send her away, if for nothing else to save herself. As both men joined her in the bed, she tensed and knew that any decision to leave needed to be made now. Why she remained still and silent as their hands found her breasts, she would question long after this night ended.
Rhett lowered his mouth to her breast and suckled deeply, his teeth scraping lightly over the hardened peak. The sight of Manuel enjoying her other breast enraged him, and his hand squeezed the creamy mound tightly, forcing a gasp of pain from her lips. It did little to alleviate his anger.
Rhett's hand moved down to her smooth mound and two fingers plunged into her dry sheath, he stilled his movement. His eyes moved to her face. Her eyes were clenched tightly together and her body so tense that it forced him to calm. This wasn't a punishment to her, he told himself with a mental shake. Pulling his fingers from her clenching folds, he forced himself to gain control over his volatile emotions.
"Taste her Manuel, she is so sweet," he spoke to him but his mind was completely on Scarlett. Yes he needed this to happen, but he would not allow her to regret this night. Determined that she find pleasure with them, he moved up to her body and claimed her lips gently.
She just wanted this to end. If this was what he needed to fulfill his ego, she'd give it to him. But damn it, she though angrily, she wasn't going to enjoy it at all. His lips gently prying hers apart forced her mind to think about him and not what he was allowing to happen here. As his tongue slowly danced with hers, she found it hard to think at all.
Manuel lowered himself between her beautiful thighs and lifted them over his shoulders. Feeling her tense, he trailed kisses up her thigh until his mouth settled over her soft folds and his tongue lightly grazed the sensitive flesh. It was easy for him to notice that she wasn't responding, as her core was still dry, he was determined to make her enjoy this experience though. Spreading her nether lips with his fingers his tongue delved deep, retreating and entering again until her desire flooded his tongue.
The first touch of a strangers lips against her body should have been horrible, but like the slut he'd called her, she felt her body respond. There was no denying that as much as she wanted to remain cold and aloof, her core was drenched with desire. Rhett's hand on her breasts, his tongue dancing with hers, and Manuel's mouth driving her insane, it was all too much to resist.
Her hips arched off the bed, pushing closer to his mouth giving Manuel free reign of her body. Gripping her hips firmly he continued to devour her with his mouth. Tongue darting in, retreating, then nipping against the clit hood piercing, only to start all over again.
Scarlett felt her body tense, then come undone and she lost all reasoning. Crying out against Rhett's mouth, her nails biting into his shoulders she was overwhelmed with sensation. When Manuel's fingers slowly pushed inside her and then pulled out, she didn't know if she could handle much more. Then his fingers pushed against her untried rosebud and she tensed, attempting to move away.
Pulling her lips from Rhett's, she cried out no at the burning invasion of Manuel's fingers. She attempted to pull out of both of their holds and it dawned on her that they would both try to enter her body. In her earlier panic, she hadn't thought really about what having two lovers truly meant. "Rhett, Sir, please, I can't." She was about to go into full hysterics if they didn't let her go.
Rhett's arms were wrapped around her under her breasts, and Manuel still had her legs draped over her shoulders with his hands on her thighs now. Manuel's mouth had reclaimed her clit and he suckled deeply, the sensation was almost overwhelming after the orgasm she'd just had.
"Scarlett, you can do this and you will enjoy it," his mouth claimed hers again for a brief moment. "Trust me, I would never allow you to be here if I thought Manuel would hurt you. This isn't what tonight's about."
His words and Manuel's mouth building up the tension again were making her thoughts jumble. She knew there were a hundred reasons she should be saying no, but the sensations were definitely winning out over her fears. Her core tensed close to finding release again and she whimpered when Manuel pulled away.
"How do you want to take her," Manuel was rock hard and he knelt on the bed, slid on a condom and then stroked his impressive length, keeping his eyes on their beautiful conquest.
"I will be the first to have that sexy little ass," Rhett knew he was large and Manuel would be less invasive, but he would not trust anyone else to break her in.
Manuel laid beside Scarlett, "Come ride me baby." He continued to stroke himself, aching to feel that sweet little cunt slide down his length.
Scarlett bit her lip hard, her core was aching and he'd left her on the edge of fulfillment, but still she wasn't sure she could do this. And the thought of Rhett entering her from behind was just a small part of her hesitation. She knew if she went through with this, nothing would ever be the same again.
"Now Scarlett!" He could see the indecision on her gorgeous face and refused to let her over think. The look of pleading she gave him, made his resolve falter but he refused to five in. "Don't make me ask you again sweetheart."
She felt tears fill her eyes again, the endearment may have been gentle but the look in his eyes told her he expected nothing less than her submission. Trembling again she lifted herself over Manuel. He lifted his long cock and she slowly lowered herself down.
Manuel loved how tightly she gripped him and his hands moved to her hips and pulled her down to take his full length. Her soft gasp of pleasure and pain had him rotating his hips to enjoy her flesh holding him like a glove. "So damn tight little pet, you feel wonderful!"
Scarlett rested her body against his trying to catch her breath. He was well endowed, not as large as her Rhett, but still overwhelming. She felt her body stretch to accommodate him and whimpered softly. The fact that she was allowing this strange man to fill her was almost as devastating as his size.
"Ride him sweet girl," Rhett demanded, his own possessiveness flaring out again at the thought of her impaled on another man. As she began to slowly lift up and down, he could see the passion on her face as well as the disbelief that she was enjoying this. Lifting his pants off the ground, he pulled out a small tube of lube and covered his cock with it generously.
Walking back over to her, he pushed on her back until she was laying prone on top of Manuel again. Covering his fingers, he slowly pressed against her tight rosebud, until her tight orifice gave way allowing him to slide in.
She gasped at the feeling of his finger deep inside her, and the sensation of being filled with Manuel at the same time. It wasn't horrible, but it was somewhat strange to her. He added another finger and the stretching was uncomfortable as he widened his digits and made her ache. "Sir," she cried out softly not sure she liked the feeling at all.
"Relax for me sweet girl, enjoy feeling him deep inside your pussy," he knew this was going to be painful for her at first.
He had never used that word with her before and it made her feel naughty but also turned her on somewhat. Forcing herself to not push against his invading fingers, she rotated her hips slightly. The deepness of Manuel forced a soft groan from her lips.
She was so damn tight that he feared she wouldn't be able to take him. He should have been preparing her for this, he chided himself before sliding his fingers out and moving behind her. "Baby I want you to try and relax for me as much as you can." At the first press of his large cock against her tight bud she tensed and he knew that would never work. "Scarlett, you have to relax!"
Manuel allowed his fingers to come between their bodies and he tugged lightly on her piercing. "Feel how good that feels pet," he spoke softly, attempting to take her focus off what Rhett was doing. She felt so damn good he wanted to fuck her hard, that was not going to happen until he was embedded fully.
The slight pull on her clit sent a wave of pleasure soaring through her and she gasped. She needed more and rotated her hips again. Was it possible to feel this much she thought in surprise? Relaxing was almost impossible when her body was being held on the edge of release, but she physically attempted to allow her body to go slack.
Rhett pushed forward as her muscles unclenched and he managed to embed the head of his cock inside her tight chamber. Her soft cry of pain, forced him to still when what he wanted was to thrust in so deep that she couldn't move.
"Stop," she cried out at the burning pain. She was definitely not on board with this. The pain in her ass was unbearable. The stretching felt like she was being torn apart, she just wanted it to end. She pushed up, trying to get him off her but it only allowed him to inch in further and she cried out loudly.
"Baby don't move again, I'm trying really hard not to hurt you here." Sweat formed on his brow at the exertion it was taking to not plunge into her.
"Well you suck at it and it hurts, now stop!" She was definitely done with this. She didn't care if he was mad, this wasn't pleasurable at all.
He chuckled and shook his head, then groaned at how damn good she felt. "It gets better babe, if it didn't no one would ever do it."
He'd used that line with her before, and that time he had been telling the truth. This time she thought he was just full of shit, but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. "Then hurry up and make it feel better, this hurts." She was whining, but didn't care. Why in the hell would any woman want a dick in her ass? She was mad as hell at him at the moment.
"I'd tell you to put her over your knee for her insolence," Manuel chuckled, his cock throbbing in need, "but right now I'm about to get blue balls." He chuckled.
Scarlett was amazed that they were laughing, and it might have been humorous if her ass wasn't on fire at the moment. "I'm glad you guys are having a good time here, but damn it this hurts Sir."
"I do think the lady is telling us to get on with it Manuel," Rhett was proud of her even if he was going to punish her later for not remembering to call him Sir. Then again he thought as he inched in deeper, and heard her whimper, maybe this was more punishment than she deserved. He'd taken a girls cherry, so to speak, in this way before but never while she was embedded on another guys cock. Maybe he thought, as he inched forward again, it wasn't one of his most brilliant ideas.
She was trying her best not to clench against him as he finally managed to fill her completely, but this was not something she enjoyed. The feeling of both of them had her stretched to a point that was more than a little uncomfortable. Her ass was still burning and if he moved she was going to safe word out.
"Manuel, she is way too tight, I think we're going to reverse positions. He could see by the look on her face that she was not enjoying this at all, and he wasn't about to push her any further. They turned over, still both filling her and Manuel began to move.
Scarlett felt him fill her even more as Manuel began to thrust, and she had no idea how that was possible. She felt like a stuffed sausage and again just wanted this to end. Rhett's hands held her hips as Manuel began to slowly ride her. Without warning the sensation changed.
Manuel wanted their little pet to find release, and he was so close to the edge. With deliberate movement, he slid almost all the way out and rubbed his cock against her piercing as he slid back in with agonizing slowness. The change in her facial expression was immediate. Knowing he had found a rhythm that pleased her he continued the gentle lovemaking. This would be a night she wouldn't soon forget, if he had anything to do with it, he thought holding back his own needs.
Her core clenched him tightly at the delicious friction. The strange fullness in her ass was starting to enhance the feelings and she was moving back and forth as both of them impaled her. Soft sounds escaped her lips that were foreign to her own ears as she felt her body tensing, rising to that pinnacle of pleasure that was just out of reach. "Please Sirs," she cried out, needing to come undone as every other thought leaving her mind.
"That's my sweet girl," Rhett soothed as Manuel increased his thrusts and he felt his own release on the edge. Moving his fingers between their bodies, Rhett tugged again on her piercing, the sound of her cry of pleasure echoed off the walls as she finally came violently. It took nothing more than her pleasure to make them both peak and find release almost instantaneously.
Manuel didn't want to crush her and moved to lay on her other side. She had gifted them both with a wonderful evening of pleasure, and he knew if the opportunity was offered again, he would take it.
Rhett allowed Scarlett to lay, still impaled deeply inside of her until she caught her breath. "Still hate me sweet girl?" he chuckled softly as she lifted off him gingerly.
Her ass was still throbbing as he slid from her, but hate was probably a strong word. "I'm still thinking about it, Sir." Subconsciously she rolled over to the other side of the bed, grabbing the sheet and covering herself. She wasn't really sure how she felt at the moment, and needed some time to digest everything.
"Well if you're recovered enough, maybe we should go back to our hotel and talk about it." He spoke solemnly, not sure if she was serious or not. He had definitely pushed her limits tonight, and his decision to break her in this way was not one of his best choices, he knew that now.
"Thank you for a wonderful evening, pet." He leaned over to kiss her cheek politely. The blush on her cheeks told him how uncomfortable she was now and he knew they truly needed to discuss what had happened tonight. Manuel pointed them to the bathroom and left them as he found the other.
They showered without really speaking, Rhett could sense her uncertainty and wanted to get her home so they could really talk. They made their way back to the hotel and the entire way there, he couldn't help but wonder if he had made a horrible mistake with her.
chapter Fourteen
Regret
She was quiet as they drove back to the hotel, and he noted she wasn't looking at him at all. He wasn't an emotional man for the most part, choosing to control the world around him didn't afford him the opportunity to deal in feelings. His companies, and his love life were all well-ordered plans put in place to fill his needs. For the first time in his existence he felt out of sorts.
