Stephanie knelt in front of Crissy, who placed her left foot up on one of the rails, spreading her pussy for Stephanie’s approaching mouth.
As Stephanie ravenously fed on Chrissy, I stroked my cock from head to shaft, my eyes never leaving the two women. I imagined eating Chrissy while fucking Stephanie at the same time. I imagined a dozen other lewd thoughts, and with a final stroke, I shot a thick line of come across the shower.
I couldn’t remember exactly what happened next but did recall falling to my knees, my body spent like no other time in my life. Maybe I remember the two women drying me off and helping me to the bed. Maybe that happened. But I cannot forget the dream that would follow.
Suzanne entered our bedroom, her naked body tanned and toned and desirable. “I love you,” she said. When she said those words, she always added a tilt to her head. She called it her innocent look. I called it devastatingly scrumptious.
“You’re a piece of me that’s more important than the air I breathe or the heart that beats inside me.” I had the same line engraved on the inside of her wedding band, vowels that I spoke at our wedding. To say that Suzanne was my everything would be an understatement.
She crawled onto the bed next to me and rested her head on my chest. I rested fingers on her head and then began stroking her soft and radiant hair. “Ten years,” she said.
“Yeah, and not a day more.”I ran my fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead. We’d agreed we would work hard for ten years and save as much as we could for retirement. Once we reached the dollar amount we agreed upon, we would step away from work and spend all our time raising the children we wanted to have. We both also had a pretty good inheritance coming our way, so we wanted nothing more than to leave the big city and settled down somewhere peaceful.
“What happens if my business expands?” I knew there was the possibility her company would do very well and had accepted the fact that maybe I would be at home with the kids a few years before she quit her job. It was okay. I would sacrifice my life for her happiness.
“You do what you need to do, Suzanne. The kids and I can hold down the fort while you follow your dream. In the end, it will benefit us all.”
Suzanne rolled over on top of me and rested her hands on my chest. “I don’t deserve you, you know that?”
“You deserve happiness, and that’s what I will give you.”
“And three kids?”
“Yes, and three kids.”
“Deacon. Deacon, you need to get dressed.”
Thinking it was Suzanne’s voice, I opened my eyes to find Stephanie standing over me.“Suzanne?”
“You need to get dressed so we can go meet Veronica.”
“Where’s Chrissy?”
“She’s already gone. She thought you’d be late.”
I grabbed the white tee and cargo pants lying on the bed and dressed. Stephanie had already changed into a casual gray dress and was ready to go.
“Deacon, don’t test Veronica’s patience. She’s a dangerous woman who nobody crosses. Do what she asks, and hopefully, we get out of this.”
“What is this? Why the fuck does she own so many people?”
We left the small room and made our way back down the hallway we had come. I wanted to put my hands around Veronica’s neck and squeeze. But then there was also a part of me that wanted to see how far she took whatever it was going on. We stepped out onto the covered deck, and to the north, I could see the hurricane heading toward the keys. The waters were still a bit rough, but not so much that we had to grab onto something. Where the hell was she taking us.
“Lift your arms, asshole.”
I turned to see the same guard who had met us inside the front door. He held a small Uzi machine gun and wore more black than a street. I raised my arms, and he patted me down, jamming my balls into my stomach. I bent over in pain and then looked up at the guy.
“When this shit is over, you’re going to be sucking your own dick.” I massaged my balls and stood up straight. He pushed us through an open door, closed it, and locked it from the outside.
“You can’t keep antagonizing everyone.” Stephanie led me into the living room area where Veronica and Chrissy sat next to each other, talking and laughing. Chrissy saw us and stopped talking. Veronica stood and walked to the bar at the far end of the room.
“I hope the accommodations meet your needs.” She poured a shot of whiskey and brought it over to me.
“It’s time you tell me what the fuck you’re doing.” I took the shot of whiskey, swallowed, and returned the glass.
“That the best you can come up with?” she said. “A bigshot attorney like you.” She chuckled and returned to the couch with Chrissy. “Have a seat and let’s talk.” She crossed her legs and stared at me, her breasts barely contained in her sleeveless top. She was both elegant and deadly at the same time. But the more I sat in front of her, the more I wanted to fuck her. The rabbit hole had closed above me, and I accepted shit was going to get crazier.
“You didn’t bring me here for my good looks.” I glanced toward one of the windows and could see the water had calmed entirely. “Why are we going south?”
