Saint James, Elle - Unbridled and Unbound [The Double Rider Men's Club 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (26 page)

“Did you see Claudia?”

“Maybe. Why, what’s up?”

Stella, eyes wide in obvious shock, said, “I can’t believe it, but she apparently just quit her job. No reason. No notice. No anything. She just quit and walked out a few minutes ago.”

“You don’t say.” Clay smiled and held out an arm to her.

Her eyes narrowed as her hand fastened to his forearm. “Did you do something to her?”

Clay smiled. “Maybe. But it wasn’t anything she didn’t deserve.”

“Are you ever going to tell me what you did?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know what you mean.” He’d only given Claudia the illusion of an escape. She thought she had a head start in getting away, but didn’t really.

Stella dropped the subject, but Clay suspected she’d ask again one day. He’d already sent all the information on Claudia and her criminal past to a friend of his with the power to do something about it. He figured Claudia had about enough time to get back to her current apartment and get half packed before various law enforcement agencies would find her and arrest her.

“Well, whatever you did or didn’t do.” She paused and caught his gaze. “Thank you, Clay.”

“My pleasure. It’s the least any bodyguard would do given the opportunity.”

* * * *

Three weeks later

Dominick, Tyler, and Stella walked hand in hand to the newly finished Stadium building. They wanted to show her the facility, and all it had to offer. He hoped one day she’d be willing to perform with them onstage for an annual event.

“How long did it take to build this?” Stella asked.

“Seems like forever.” Dominick held the door open for her and resisted the urge to kiss her senseless as she crossed the threshold. He could hardly keep his hands off of her day to day.

Tyler entered behind Stella through the front doors as if they were newly arrived out-of-state members ready to attend the annual live sex show event for the Double Rider Men’s Club. It promised to be a whole different experience with the large, elevated stage and lushly furnished private viewing boxes they’d built.

Guests would be able to sit clandestinely in their mirrored, soundproof, personally assigned boxes and watch the show in the privacy of their own space.

Dominick especially looked forward to Stella seeing their live show for the first time. As contributing members, they had a premium box view seats on the lowest level, although truthfully, every single box had a really great view of the stage.

They entered the stage area through a side door. Seven steps completely surrounding the stage were wide, and they traversed them until the three of them stood on the actual platform. Several props were built in to the stage for different shows.

A brass pole was currently placed in the center, but it could be dropped back into the stage area below if a completely flat surface was needed instead. There were also built-in drawers and shelves lining the stage beneath the private boxes that held everything needed for the show. From lubrication to condoms to silk scarves to handcuffs, the hidden storage held it all, and more. There were any number of other sexually stimulating things tucked away in the spaces.

On one the side of the stage was a lush, green velvet flat sofa. Clay had picked it up on his last trip out here. His fantasy was to have Stella on it as soon as possible. But he didn’t think she’d agree to be a participant just yet. Maybe someday.

It didn’t matter though. There wasn’t anyone around today. Clay had a meeting with two other members somewhere on the property, but for now they were safe from lust-filled eyes in the Stadium. However, he didn’t plan to tell Stella that just yet. He’d let her believe the possibility existed to heighten the experience.

Currently on stage, the brass pole was elevated through the hole in the floor. Mechanically, it could be lowered and hidden, or firmly snapped upright and in place to be used as a prop for the show.

Dominick watched as Stella first circled the stage, and then climbed the stairs headed for the brass pole. He smiled as that was exactly where he wanted her to go.

* * * *

“Want to try that pole out?” Tyler asked as she stepped up on the platform.

“I don’t have the first clue of what to do. I’d probably hurt myself.” She could probably swing around the pole once, but if she didn’t land on her ass before letting go, it would be a miracle.

“I’ll bet you’d be fine just to twirl around it a couple times. Want me to put a dollar bill in your bra to make it worth your while?” Tyler reached for his wallet.

“Very funny. No thanks. Put your money away. If I did a show for you, it’d be for free.” Stella didn’t need money anymore. She had her job back at Baker, Fuller and Howe.

Life there was so much better since Claudia had gone away. In addition, Mr. Fuller, Claudia’s former
friend with benefits,
had also been suddenly moved to some other office with no explanation.

The reasons for his sudden departure had been speculated over by many of the remaining employees, but nothing was confirmed. Stella didn’t care. She truly enjoyed her job now.

Tyler grinned. “Excellent. Let’s see a free show then. Are you up for it, Dominick?”

Dominick smiled and nodded, as she knew he would.
She looked around the room again. “But no one is here in the building, right?” Stella circled the stage, staring up at the mirrored glass walls above, as if she could see through them if she looked hard enough. She couldn’t.

“Probably not. All the workmen left. I think,” Dominick said. He remained at the bottom of the wide steps, arms crossed just watching her. He did that a lot. Just watched her with that look of love in his eyes. She knew he loved her. He proved it each and every day. And she knew that Tyler loved her, too.

The past three weeks together with the two of them had been beyond incredible. She asked to learn more about their lifestyle, and today’s lesson was a part of it.

They had explained this building to her and its function, but today was the first time they’d brought her to see it. Secretly, she wanted to get onstage and try it out while the building was empty. She’d probably never be able to perform in front of anyone. Dominick and Tyler told her they were very patient.

Stella climbed the stairs, reached above her head to put her hand on the brass, and walked halfway around it. “Kind of feels sexy to be up here.”

Tyler climbed the stairs to join her.

She smiled, secure in the knowledge she’d seen the last of the construction trucks leave over an hour ago. When they’d come in there was no one else parked out front. They were completely alone.

Stella pulled her shirt off over her head and took a swing around the brass pole once. “So no one has had sex here yet, right?”

Dominick hadn’t taken his eyes off of her since her shirt hit the floor. “Nope. This is virgin territory, so to speak.”

“What if I said we should christen it?”

Tyler, mouth still ajar, started unbuttoning his shirt. “Great idea, honey.” Next he unzipped his fly. “I’d love to help you christen the stage.”

As Dominick watched them undress, he said, “The thing is, Stella, you should always assume someone is watching. The capacity is sixteen rooms facing the stage. If only three people are in each space it’s a minimum audience of forty-eight. Might be even more. Kind of exciting to think about it, all those people watching your beautiful breasts sway as you circle the brass pole. Does it turn you on?”

Stella sucked in a breath and glanced around the flat, darkly tinted mirrored windows once more circling the large space at the edge of the stage. She then grinned at him because he was only teasing. “I suppose so.” She
knew
no one was around. So she played along.

Already barefoot, she pushed her skirt and panties to the floor and stepped out of them. Fully undressed, she caressed her breasts in a circular motion, brushing the tips of her fingers over her nipples briefly before squeezing them. “And what would we do to entertain this large crowd of imaginary people?”

“I have an idea.” Tyler finished pulling his boots, socks, jeans, and boxers off in record time, and then slid behind her. He circled her with his arms and plunged a hand between her legs. “Let’s have sex and pretend a full house is watching us.”

Stella leaned into Tyler and smiled. It was sort of exciting to imagine a whole host of people watching her have her wicked way with the two men she loved beyond distraction. Even though she was completely certain they were all alone. The rush of her own excitement elevated when she motioned for Dominick to join them. She wanted to pretend. She wanted to christen the club’s stage with them.

Dominick stepped to one side and grabbed lubrication and condoms from one of the hidden drawers. He then pulled his shirt over his head and shed his remaining clothing with every step he took up to the top of the stage. She and Tyler were already very engaged, rubbing against each other as she gripped the brass to stay steady. Tyler had started hugging up against her back, but she swung around the pole once and he turned to let her fall into his arms.

Tyler kissed her lips so tenderly she nearly melted. His hands lingered at her waist as his tongue slipped between her lips.

Seconds later, she felt Dominick at her back. And then she felt the cool application of lubricant to her anus. “Guess where I’d like to start?” he whispered in her ear. He dropped a kiss on the back of her neck, then grabbed her shoulders and squeezed.

Stella broke the kiss with Tyler and looked over her shoulder. “I guess you’d like me to bend over.”

“That would be great. Makes it easier to get my massive cock between your ass cheeks that way.”

“I’ll just suck Tyler’s cock until you’re finished mounting me.” She bent at the waist and took Tyler’s sizable cock into her mouth. He moaned and grabbed the pole.

“You’re such a bad girl.” Dominick pushed his cock between her cheeks slowly and carefully. The lube helped his progress, but she still felt each glorious inch of him as he filled her ass. Once Dominick’s cock was fully seated, she pulled her mouth off of Tyler’s hard length.

“You don’t have to stop sucking my cock.” Which was what he always said when she pulled her mouth away.

She laughed. “But you’ll come too fast, and besides, I want you inside of me.”

“Well, you’ll just have to wait. I need a taste of pussy.”

He went to his knees and buried his face between her legs. Dominick had started to move in and out of her ass. Stella still had one hand gripping the pole to keep her balance. She glanced around the four upper mirrored walls, and pretended there were multitudes of people watching the three of them on stage. Butterflies registered in her belly at even the thought, so she focused back on Dominick thrusting evenly in and out of her ass and Tyler sucking on her clit. The sensations zipping through her entire body were electric. She reached up a hand to her nipple and ran a fingernail over the tip, adding to the rush of bliss circulating in her body.

A wave of pleasure rose from between her thighs as Tyler shoved two fingers inside her pussy and sucked hard on her clit. Dominick plunged his cock deeply inside her rear channel at the same time.

Stella tilted her head back, gripped the brass pole, and screamed as an amazingly acute climax powered through her body from her pussy outward to all her limbs. She tightened her grip on the pole, not wanting to fall.

Tyler released her clit and stood up quickly as she leaned against Dominick for support. He then pushed his cock into her slick pussy for the double penetration she so adored.

“Oh God that feels great,” she said. Tyler’s cock was balls deep inside her.

Dominick buried his face into the back of her neck and nibbled the sensitive space there. Tyler rained kisses across her throat and face as he moved his cock in and out of her pussy faster and faster. Ripples of climax still rode through her pussy and gripped Tyler’s cock as he sped his strokes. Behind her, Dominick also sped up his thrusts.