Chapter 13

“You have been obsessed with your phone since we left Noel and Liam's,” Delilah hissed at Autumn.

Autumn quickly moved her phone into a pocket on the long sweater and shrugged her shoulders. “There is a lot of catching up to do once I get home, I'm trying to get a head start.”

“This from the woman who days ago wasn't sure if she would even leave Ireland,” Delilah pointed out.

“Oh, everyone is overreacting to that. I knew I would go home, but I didn't want to disappoint them and leave too soon.” Autumn licked her lips and lifted up her phone again, this time using it as a mirror. The plane rattled as they hit turbulence and Delilah and Autumn clung to one another for a moment. Delilah panicked every time the plane hit turbulence making Autumn wonder how she possible survived the flight over without someone to cling to.

Autumn gazed at her friend, wondering if it was all a ploy or if the woman had made friends with someone on the plane ride over.

The thought passed nearly as quickly as it came. Autumn had other things to focus on other than her friend's constant plight. She turned on her phone again and checked her messages. Nothing. She searched the plane, looking for anyone that might fit the description.

“Put your phone away,” Delilah snapped. “You're making yourself nervous. Why do you keep searching around?” Delilah's eyes widened and a sudden realization struck. “Is there someone on this very plane you are trying to meet? Is that why we had to go now? How long, Autumn?”

“Oh, you're paranoid.” Autumn tore her arm out of Delilah's hands and stood up. “I need to go to the bathroom. Going to be paranoid while I go there as well?”

“No, but we could always join the mile high club together?” Delilah suggested.

“We'd hit turbulence and you would freak out,” Autumn said. “I'll be right back.”

Autumn was more annoyed with herself than her friend. She was growing transparent.

She closed the bathroom door and looked at herself in the mirror and had a moment of paranoia. What if he had seen her and decided she wasn't what he wanted. She might not be attractive to every man who passed her. It's possible he simply just did not find her interesting.

Or had he missed the flight? Possibly he had not even seen her. But why wouldn't he answer? Was his reception bad on the plane?

She felt silly for being so worried about it and slipped the phone back in the pocket again. She opened the bathroom door and was accosted quickly enough that her lips had no time to squeak out a sound before they were covered and she was pushed back in the bathroom.

“If you had taken much longer I wouldn't have caught you in time,” the man told her.

Autumn's eyes scanned upwards and took in the figure pressing her against the wall with his hand remaining over her mouth. He was not what she was expecting; an older businessman with a bit of a paunch and a full head of sandy blond hair. Still a handsome man, one she instantly lowered fluttering eyelashes at and felt the need to spread her legs for, though she kept her legs closed. For now.

“Happy to see me?” Brandon asked of her.

Autumn waited for him to remove his thick hand before she spoke. “You're older than I was expecting.”

“You're younger than I was expecting,” he countered.

“Is that a problem?”

Brandon's lips tilted upwards in a shadow of a smile before saying, “It's never a problem to have a pliable woman under your hands.”

“You might be pushing it a bit,” Autumn retaliated. “I am not under your hands yet, and who says you are going to get the chance. They will get suspicious if we take too long.”

“I heard you with your friend,” Brandon said. “You can't tell me you had no intention of joining the mile high club, you just didn't want to with her.”

“That's why I couldn't find you,” Autumn muttered, mostly to herself. She remembered seeing Brandon now, as they were boarding the plane, out of the corner of her eye as she had played with her phone. He had sat down directly behind them. She had been so worried about him answering her that she had not realized he had been right in front of her. “I would have thought someone who was just working in Italy and stopping in Ireland for a quick tour would have at least been in business class.”

“Now why would I want to be in business class when I could be sitting near a beautiful woman? Who was making bold promises just days ago.” Brandon pushed his knee between her legs, forcing them to separate. He moved his knee higher, spreading her legs higher and riding her skirt upwards on her body. Far enough that he could see the black beneath the floral print. “I'm disappointed in your panties being on.”

“We're on a plane,” Autumn pointed out. “I don't know who sat in that seat last, or when it was cleaned last.”

“Yet you'll wear the small skirt.”

“Need to give them something to want.”

“I can do this without ever removing your panties,” Brandon said, running one hand down the front of her dress while the other stayed pressed against her shoulder.

“Are you that small?” she teased him.

His hand on her shoulder moved to her throat and his thumb played along the hollow of her throat, teasing along the skin, pressing, but not so deeply to cut off the flow of air. His other hand pulled away from her dress and to his pants. She could see before he opened them there was nothing small stuffed in there and when he pulled himself out she felt her mouth water slightly. “No, I'm just talented.”

“How talented are you?” Autumn teased.

“How quiet can you be?” Brandon countered.

“Not very,” Autumn admitted. “I've never found it fun if it's not loud.”

Brandon's teasing smile made her legs quiver. She tried to remain standing without relying on his leg between hers as he teased, “I'll prove you wrong there as well.” He leaned forward, the smell of his cologne filling her nose. It was a sweet smell, all masculine, and for a moment she remembered why she missed the corporate world of schmoozers and snobs.

His lips simply brushed hers, his hand still gripping her throat. He tugged at her panties and uncovered her pussy. His fingers slid down, teasing along the moisture quickly gathering there. He gazed down at her body, staring for what seemed like forever, making her squirm.

“Guide me,” he demanded of her. “My hands are a bit,” he pushed between her lips and pressed the button of her clit, causing her to yelp, “busy.”

Her hands were quick and skilled when she pulled him closer, her fingers trailing along the engorged erection that strained even against her hand. Pulling him closer, the head rubbing against her as she tried to maneuver him around his own hand pressed against her, making her wetter.

“You're shaking,” he teased. “Are you new at this?”

“Hardly,” she snorted and the head of his cock found her opening. She released his length and he moved his knee, arranging her legs around him. He still did not push inside of her, only pushing a little at a time, slowly, achingly so, moving the head into her body. She whimpered and his hand around her throat tightened, reminding her of the need to be quiet.

Biting her lip she could only wait, prone to his administrations, letting him tease her body as he so slowly made his way inside of her. He pumped, moving deeper and deeper inside of her, as she wiggled and tried to push onto his length. His hand around her throat kept her steady in place and she shivered, finally admitting defeat and waiting for him to enter her body. When he was, when finally he was balls deep inside of her, she shuddered over him, her pelvic muscles tightening and gripping the length.

She was biting her lips bloody trying not to make a sound. He was watching her, that smirk still painted across his face, the amusement of her predicament dancing in his dark eyes. She shifted, tightening her legs around him, trying to force him into some movement. The only real sounds penetrating their bubble came from the movement outside of the bathroom as people continually said, “Occupied,” when glancing at the little sliver of information offered at the bathroom door.

She let out a breath, arching her breasts, turning her eyes completely to his and pleading with him silently. He bent forward and took her lips under his, tasting the metallic flavor of her blood and kissing her harder still before he finally, gloriously, began moving inside of her.

He would not break the kiss, and for good reason. With every pump from his erection she was moaning into his lips. The constant hand on her throat and the lips against her own kept her from purely screaming out in excitement. He moved slowly, still teasing her into being completely submissive to his needs.

She wrapped her legs tighter around him, that being her only balance to not sliding down the wall. Brandon had his free hand lightly on her thigh, but he was more groping her thigh than holding her up. How he could do so many things while deep inside of her was amazing to her. She could hardly think of anything but sensation and here he moved deep, in and out of her.

“Faster,” she tried to beg but she knew it came out muffled by his lips and tongue which were assaulting hers in a bruising affect. Her fingers moved to his shoulders, digging fingernails into his back. He barely noticed, though he seemed to take the hint. He hiked her further up the wall, his lips pulling away, his eyes telling her how quiet she had to be if he gave her what she wanted. With a quick pound and shift she was reaching for something, anything, to hold onto as he bounced her against the wall.

The quick speed and pace made her lucky not to fall. He had a better grip on her thigh than she believed because she was too focused on being quiet to remember to hold herself up. He pounded and pounded faster, the noise of their bodies together enough to alert anyone outside the small bathroom what was happening inside. Autumn decided it was enough to let out a few moans of pleasure. A few moans quickly became a screaming orgasm as he drove through her. Brandon only laughed and continued to pound her deeply, shifting her up and down until he was so engorged he was ready to burst.

He drew her down again, sliding until he was in tight and whispered to her, “If we had more room you'd be amazed at the things I could do to you.” She shuddered and dripped around his cock while he gave her three tight pumps before draining himself inside of her. She moved and squeezed her walls around his cock, draining him of every drop before he finally slid out of her and left her pressed against the wall. Her feet were wobbly but she did manage to stand without falling.

“That's why you needed to keep your panties,” Brandon said, gesturing to the cum dripping down the insides of her thighs. Autumn quickly grabbed a few of the C-Fold towels and started cleaning herself up before tossing them in the small garbage. She did still need the panties to keep the moisture inside of her, a moisture that was making the black silk cling.

Brandon stepped back over to her and gave her a light kiss. “You'll enjoy working for me,” he said.

“I'm sure...” she trailed off as Brandon opened the door and left the bathroom.

Autumn stepped out a moment behind but there were already glares and smirks. The stewardess snapped at them for what they did in the bathroom but she was hardly interested. It wasn't like they were going to ground the plane for their love-making in a bathroom.

Autumn took her seat next to Delilah, who was completely turned away towards the window and ignoring her. Autumn smirked to herself and pulled out her phone. Delilah, as always, would get over it.

Chapter 12

Brandon: I hear you have had fun in Ireland.

Autumn: It has definitely been a trip. How was Italy?

Brandon: Pleasant. Back to the Big City soon.

Autumn: A few hours is definitely soon.

Brandon: Not soon enough.

“Are you really playing with your phone?” Noel asked, glancing to the side at Autumn.

Autumn slid her phone into her purse and shifted uncomfortably on the seats in the back of the hired car. Even a country over, cabs could not seem to afford comfortable seating. She crossed her legs and glanced across Noel to Delilah, who was pouting while looking out the window. Or pretending to pout. Autumn suspected her friend was happy about the decision that was made.

“Was just checking on our flight,” Autumn lied. “I should have done it before we started on our way to the airport, I know.”

“Probably,” Noel said. He seemed to be doing his own amount of pouting, even if he had agreed this had been the right decision. Autumn leaving and going home was the best decision, even if he could not remember why.

Autumn snuggled up towards Noel, her hand reaching to his leg and squeezing above his knee. She leaned her head on his shoulder and slid her body closer to his, folding her soft curves against him. “Now, you didn't come with us to the airport so we could pout the whole time, did you?”

“I'm not pouting,” though Noel himself felt a bit whiny with that argument. He reached down and ran fingers through Autumn's hair, enjoying the last feel he would get of her. Ever?

Autumn reached her hand out and pinched Delilah's side. Delilah gave a yelp and turned to her friend. “What was that for?”

“This is not meant to be some somber moment.” Autumn sat up a bit. “There are better emotions to feel when you are saying goodbye to someone.”

“In the back of a cab?” Delilah asked, glancing up at the man driving the car, who was doing his best to ignore them.

Autumn reached back into her purse and pulled out a handful of bills and literally tossed them over the divider. “You keep driving.”

The driver did not say a word, only picked up the bills and pocketed them. Autumn turned back to Delilah and Noel with a brilliant smile. “See, there are better things to be feeling right now.” She placed her hands on Noel's thighs and slowly started massaging him through his jeans.

Noel's eyes fell to the front of his jeans, to her delicate and deft fingers massaging, awakening other senses in him. His cock grew hard and harder. Delilah was watching from the side, not sure she was going to join in or if she was going to watch or even if she should stop the whole thing. She licked her lips while Autumn continued to tease Noel's body until the hard ridge of his cock was apparently causing discomfort.

Autumn began to tug along the length of his zipper, drawing it down agonizingly slow. She leaned forward and her plump red lips pressed to his, briefly, before she whispered to him, “Don't you want our memory of saying goodbye to at least have a good moment?”

“I'm sure I can be convinced,” Noel said. He reached up and pulled at her shirt, pulling her back against him and letting her lips draw deep into the kiss. Delilah, still uncomfortable, shifted further away though her eyes belied her true feelings. She was staring at Autumn's hands still working at Noel's pants, pulling at the waist now that she had lessened the strain from the zipper.

Delilah glanced up at the cab driver, who was doing his best to keep his eyes on the road. Turning back to Autumn and Noel Delilah shifted again, but this time closer.

Autumn pulled away slowly, settling beside Noel as she freed his cock. She ran her hand up the length, rubbed along the swollen head, then ran her hand back down, gentle fingers teasing his balls. He moaned and the cab swerved slightly.

“Eyes on the road,” Autumn said. “We don't all want to die.” Even as she spoke her hand would not stop teasing. She stroked upward, then downward, teasing his body. Delilah reached out, slowly, and gripped near Autumn's hand. Autumn smiled her way, linked fingers with her, and stroked up and down, Delilah's hand moving just above Autumn's.

Noel shifted and lifted, pumping their hands as they moved them. He wrapped his hand in Autumn's hair, his other hand in Delilah's, holding tight to them both. They did not need his guidance to know what he wanted.

Autumn and Delilah leaned down and removed their hands from his length. For only a moment was his aching cock lost to sensations of pleasure before their tongues moved onto him and began licking along the length. At first there was no rhythm, just two tongues moving up and down over the length of his cock. All pleasure of wetness yearning for him, going to his balls, to the head of his cock. He swelled, feeling more rigid and aching for a stop, if a stop meant release.

The all around mess of pleasure was lost as Delilah and Autumn met tongues at the base of his cock, sucking and humming along his balls. Their tongues licked at each other while making him moist, breathless in a kiss with a cock between them, one they hungered for. Their tongues separated and moved to a side of the cock and pressed firmly before sliding to the head and licking along it.

Back down their tongues moved, down to the base. Two pairs of hands reached for him, fondling his balls and stroking up to the head of his cock. Still they licked upon him, even while doing their best to stroke him. Noel leaned his head back, breathed heavily, and found there wasn't much holding back. He cried out and felt the stream shoot up and the rest start leaking down over him.

Delilah was the first, her tongue moving to lick up the droplets. Autumn's eyes were up and she suppressed a giggle before moving down to lick along Noel's balls, taking up the drops Delilah was missing.

“We're here,” the driver announced.

Autumn, licking the last bits of cum off of her lips, turned to Noel and pecked him on the cheek. “I'll call you when we get back overseas. Promise to miss me?”

Noel wrapped an arm around her and nodded. “Of course I'll miss you.”

Autumn went to slide out of the cab but stopped just before stepping out, pointing to the ceiling. “Careful that doesn't drip on you.”

Noel sneered at the cum on the roof of the cab as Autumn closed the door, Delilah already retrieving their bags.

“You're cleaning that up, right?” the cab driver asked.

“I'm pretty sure you were given a wad of money, use it to clean up the wad. Now get me home.”

Chapter 11

“Noel.” Autumn's moan was loud even as she whispered it. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her hips arched up, meeting him as he pushed inside of her. Even spread out over the floor she was comfortable with him pushed deep inside of her.

He wrapped his fingers around her wrists, keeping her bent as close to him as she could while he pumped her. Behind them Liam and Delilah were moving to meet one another again. Liam gripped her and leaned her over the bed. She whimpered and he told her to stop whining, he was going to make her feel great. He pushed into her pussy that dripped with wetness but his eyes were on Autumn while her eyes stayed on Noel.

Noel and Autumn pumped, both working their hips, meeting thrust for thrust. In the moments of thrusting, while they stared at one another, Liam, pumping her best friend, knew he had lost. Noel and Autumn, frenzied and ready to tear into one another, twisting on the floor and bouncing and riding each other, forgot the others existed when he was inside of her. When she turned him to lay under her and bounced and slid up and down his cock, her breasts jiggling pleasantly with every movement, her moans were only for him.

Liam's cock explored the depths of Delilah's pussy, her walls tight around his length from the extra use of her body. She whimpered and moaned and her face was buried deep in the comforter. Liam was relentless as he pushed deep and hard into her. He wanted to hurt her, he wanted to hear her scream and she was giving him exactly what he wanted.

But he did not want to fill her. As his cock grew, the sensation of needing to cum making his knees weak he pulled back and out of her. She turned to watch him, obviously not done with him, but he was walking away. He moved Autumn's bouncing body, riding hard on Noel's cock.

Liam gripped her hair and bent her head back. Her parted lips welcomed his wet cock deep and he pumped her as she rode his best friend. Noel gripped her hips, keeping her at just the right rhythm before Liam filled her throat in an explosion of heat. She jerked slightly, not having expected it so soon, but still she drank of him, sucking up the droplets as they flow.

She bounced and sucked, tightening her legs around Noel, her hips aching, the head of his cock beating against her cervix and still she kept going. She wanted it all. She reached up and fondled Liam's balls, making sure he was completely drained before she pulled her mouth from his cock. Her tongue ran over him again, base to tip, taking every last droplet of moisture, even if it was from Delilah.

Noel pumped his hips, stealing Autumn's attention again. She looked down at him and her lips curved into a smile, even as they glistened with another man's moisture. Noel leaned up, bending to sit. She wrapped her arms around him and they continued to thrust and move in a twist of need. He met her lips, kissing her. Liam fell back, sitting on his ass and watching the two of them finish their love making.

Autumn and Noel cling to one another, her legs tightening again, her muscles working as he pumped into her. There was not much left in them and he filled her on a gasp. Autumn kissed him for it and the two tumbled to the floor. Neither bothered to untangle their bodies.

Delilah climbed onto the bed and said, “I can see why you were not eager to leave them.”

Autumn could only chuckle in return.

“Does that mean you will be sticking around?” Liam asked.

“No, I need to go back,” Delilah said. “Unlike Autumn, I can't take all the time off I want to. I have bills to pay.”

Autumn untangled and sat up. She looked back at Delilah and said, “When is your flight?”

“Day after tomorrow.”

Autumn nodded and gripped Noel's hand. The two stood and buck naked left the room to go to the living room.

“She's going to stay here with him, isn't she?” Delilah asked of Liam.

Liam shrugged. “Works out for me,” he sneered.

Chapter 10

10

“What are you doing going through my things?”

Liam stopped digging through her purse and said as if he had not just been caught doing something wrong, “I thought I heard your phone going off, thought I would find it to shut it up.”

“My phone is dead,” Autumn said. “It died the last time I talked to Delilah. I haven't bothered to charge it yet because I am not really in the mood for the real world to catch back up with me.”

“You're going to have to face the real world sometime,” Liam said, stepping away from her purse.

She seemed to have already forgotten he had his arm elbow deep into the leather bag. She sat at the counter in the small kitchen and looked out the window. “Do I?”

Liam debated for a few minutes on how to answer her and instead gave off a shrug in response. She saw it through the corner of her eye and only smiled softly in return.

“I guess I should charge my phone, then,” she said. “I wonder how Delilah and my fish are doing.”

“No,” Liam said quickly. He stood up and then was not sure what he was going to do from there. “Another day or so away from the real world isn't too bad. I know, let's go out.”

“Out?” Autumn seemed surprised by the offer which oddly annoyed him.

“Yes, the three of us.”

“Oh.”

Was she disappointed? He was too busy worrying about her phone to worry about her mood at the moment and let the thought pass. “How long have you been here? The only real place you've been to is that wedding and the pub. We'll take you sight seeing.”

Autumn did not look convinced. “Sight seeing? You?”

Liam shrugged again. “Sure, why not?”

“Well, you're you and you don't seem to enjoy going and taking in the culture all that much.”

“Could be fun. Go to an old broken down castle site, act out some old porn scene.”

“Oh, so that's what this is about.”

“What else would it be about?” Liam asked. “You get to see some sights and I get to, we get to, have a little more fun. It's win-win for all of us.”

“Okay, I'm game.”

Liam did not know why he was surprised. “You are?”

“Sure. Are we waiting for Noel to wake up?”

Noel had been in bed for hours after a long night of working. Liam saw her considering and moving through the kitchen.

“Let's go,” he said. “Noel will forgive us. Then he'll have some quiet while he sleeps. I feel like being noisy.”

Autumn smirked, forgetting again the phone she had only thought about for a few short instances. “All right, let me just change. Easy access or not I don't want to walk around in heels.”

“You're fine the way you are,” Liam said. He winced. He knew saying “fine” was the way women interpreted meaning it could be better. Crap, he did not want her-

“If you say so,” she smiled. “Let's go then.” She grabbed her purse and let him lead the way. He wasted no time in hurrying out of the apartment and out of the building.

Instantly, he regretted it.

“I knew it!”

Fuck that shrill voice. He knew it too well already. He looked down to his right and saw the blonde ball of fury coming for them both. Liam hastily tried to push Autumn back in the building, but it was too late. Autumn saw her supposed friend and came out of the building, a confused look on her face.

“Delilah? What are you doing here?”

“You seem surprised to see me,” Delilah snapped. “Did he steal your phone? Is that why you have no clue what's going on, as usual?”

“My phone?” Autumn's confusion soon was becoming clarity and looked over at Liam, accusation in her eyes and on her lips. “What's going on?”

“I'll show you.”

“Knock it off, Delilah.” Liam practically slapped the phone out of Delilah's hands and to the ground. Delilah did her best to catch it but lost it under a nearby parked car. She dove for it to rescue it and Liam started pushing at Autumn to go back into the building. “Ignore her.”

“My best friend is in Ireland and you want me to ignore her?” Autumn pulled away from him. “How long has she been here? Who is taking care of my fish?” Autumn demanded of them both.

Delilah stood, her rescued phone in her hand and already playing the video. There it was, in all its small screened glory, the video of Liam pounding into Delilah. Delilah's exaggerated moans and his brutal thrusting as they both clung to one another.

Autumn stepped back, a horrified look on her face.

Liam immediately went on the defensive. “Look, it's not like you have exactly been sleeping with just one man while you were here, how can you be mad at me for having a little fun with someone else? You-”

“She's my best friend!” Autumn said, her usual calm cracking as her anger began to surface.

“He's mine!” Liam pointed towards the apartment. “What's the difference?”

“You lied to me!”

“I lied to you in the same way you lied to me,” Liam growled.

“Except you tried to keep it from me,” Autumn argued.

“Like you tried to keep your identity from me?” Liam retorted.

Autumn was losing moment on being angry, and she knew it, and still the anger was there. She turned away from the two of them and went back into the building towards the apartment. Liam followed her, shortly followed by Delilah.

“You're going up to my apartment, you know,” Liam said to her.

“My things are there,” Autumn snapped back.

“You're going to leave?”

“I can go back to the hotel,” Autumn pointed out.

“So you're running away because you're angry?”

Autumn pushed back into the apartment, surprised Noel was awake and in the kitchen. Well, mostly awake. He was blurry-eyed and looked confused as the three people came back into the apartment.

“Where did you go?” he asked.

“Nowhere,” Autumn answered honestly.

But it wasn't the full answer and Liam was growing weary of her half-truths. “Autumn and I were going to go to a castle, have a fucking fantastic time, or a fantastic fuck, when we ran into Delilah, who I fucked the other day, it was recorded, Autumn's seen it, now she's all high and mighty and pissy.”

“Don't forget the way she told me she was leaving,” Delilah snapped. “She came in, seduced me, then left so she could come be here with you two.”

Noel and Liam both looked to Autumn, this being the first they had heard of this. Autumn threw up her hands. “I'm the bad guy now.”

“Seems like it,” Liam pointed out.

“No, that's not...” Noel trailed off, rubbing sleep from his eyes. “What the fuck, Autumn?”

“What?”

“What did you come here for?” Noel asked.

Delilah looked smug and Liam looked as if he was waiting for the answer. When Autumn was not forthcoming with an immediate answer Noel continued his rant. “You were obviously getting laid back home, why come all of the way to Ireland?”

Her red lips parted to speak but Noel was still ahead of her. “I guess I don't care,” he said. “You are here, that's the more important part, but there wasn't really a reason for the games, was there? You hurt this chick,” he pointed his thumb to Delilah, “deceived Liam, and tried to deceive me. What are you here for, that's all I want the answer to.”

“Well aren't you the voice of reason,” she quipped.

“Autumn.”

She threw her hands up again and answered. “I wanted to be with you two. With you both. I didn't worry about consequences, just getting here.”

Noel seemed satisfied and sat down in one of the chairs. “Good enough for me. No one made any promises to one another so I think it's time that tempers just simmer down.”

Noel's calm patience and Autumn's acceptance put a damper on Delilah's temper. She stood as tall as she could in her short stature and her face twisted. “That's not enough,” she said. “I don't just forgive her for that. You,” she turned to Autumn, “made me believe you were coming back to me. You made me believe I was special.”

“You are special,” Autumn said.

“Stop lying!” Delilah shouted.

“I'm not lying!” Autumn snapped back.

“I think you've reached a point where it's almost time,” Noel explained. “You are going to have to make a decision soon about who it is you want.”

“But not right now,” Liam interjected.

“Why the Hell not?” Delilah asked, her anger definitely not abated.

“Calm down, spitfire,” Liam said. “I have a much better way for us to spend the day.”

“Sex isn't going to solve this,” Autumn accused.

“Who says it won't?” Liam asked, not denying what he had on his mind. “You get a chance at your three lovers,” he took a few steps towards her, “we get a chance to take out some of our anger on you,” he wrapped his hand in her hair, forcing her to look up in his face, “and you get a last chance to make up your mind what it really is you want in all of this.”

“I'm game,” Noel said.

“You are?” Autumn could not look at him, her eyes still up and staring into Liam's. Liam would not let her turn away.

“I love sex,” Noel said, and most of them chuckled, though Delilah still seemed appalled, “but sometimes you need to have an answer.”

“I didn't know you were that worried about it,” Autumn said, reaching up to tug at Liam's hand. He only tightened his grip.

Noel shifted away from the counter. “I am.”

Noel walked over to Liam and Autumn, wrapping his arms around the woman and pulling her back against him. They were all still angry but other needs, other wants, were more important.

Delilah sputtered from near the door. “This isn't... I...”

Liam leaned down, taking Autumn's lips under his, kissing her with more passion than he had bothered in a kiss before. He finished with the kiss and pulled away, turning his head to Delilah. “You can walk out the door and lose your chance or you can join us and at least enjoy your stay in Ireland.”

Autumn's shirt was off and tossed across the floor, Noel's hands cupping her breasts through the black bra. Liam leaned back forward, easily forgetting the woman who was fuming in the background. His lips met Autumn's again and together the three of them fell into what was already a familiar rhythm.

Autumn pulled back for air and turned her head to Delilah. “Are you going to pout or are you going to join us? It's not like you haven't already been with Liam.” Her hand tightened on Liam's side and he hid his smile in her neck, nipping at delicate skin.

Delilah stopped hesitating, stripping out of her coat and moving across the small area to where the other three were huddled in the doorway. She moved in and wrapped her arms around Noel, pushing against the man she had just met, informally. He welcomed her close and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her against Autumn. The two women turned to each other and Autumn look over to her friend, gripping her hand.

“I'm sorry,” she whispered and leaned forward to lay a warm kiss on her lips.

Delilah instantly lost herself to the moment, her other arm wrapping around Autumn and pulling her deeper into the kiss. They were becoming a tangle of limbs in a small door frame and it was Liam who had to be the voice of reason. “Let's go,” he whispered. He gripped Autumn and tugged. A chain of people followed him as they moved into the bedroom.

Delilah was already kicking off her shoes, reaching for Autumn and tugging at the skirt that she had never changed out of. Both men stepped back and took the opportunity to enjoy the show in front of them, one woman desperately needing another. Autumn's skirt dropped to the floor, leaving her in the matching black panties and bra and black heels. Delilah reached forward and gripped the tanned flesh of the other woman and pulled tightly at the skin, not caring if she bruised, just wanting to feel soft flesh.

“Slow yourself down,” Autumn told her. “We already hurried the last time.”

Delilah barely heard her, pulling her close and rubbing her body against Autumn's. Autumn rubbed and slid down her. Autumn went to her knees and began tugging at Delilah's jeans, slowly working the button open.

“What was that about slowing down?” Delilah whispered hoarsley.

“I am going slow.” Autumn ran her fingers down the zipper, pressing hard, letting the cool metal press against Delilah's pussy. Autumn tsked, very aware of Delilah's lack of panties.

Autumn gripped the zipper between her teeth and pulled gently, opening up Delilah's jeans to reveal soft blonde curls in a Brazillian wax. Autumn purposefully flicked her tongue very lightly over the hair before sliding hands up Delilah's legs and to the waist. She tugged, but only enough that the jeans were further down her hips.

“Oh, right. Slow.” Autumn smirked, her mean streak a spark in her dark eyes, before Autumn stood and rubbed breasts and body up against her friend until she stood again, body still pressed tight. Autumn leaned forward and gave Delilah a nearly chaste kiss. “I'm sorry I lied to you.” Autumn's hand ran over the front of Delilah's body, over her modest breasts, gripping and massaging them through her shirt. “I did not lie about wanting you, though.”

Delilah's hands reached for Autumn, gripping her sides. “I hate taking my time,” she nearly whimpered. She turned Autumn away from her, allowing her to face the watching men. Delilah, in a bit of dominance, pushed her foot into Autumn's knee and brought the taller woman to her knees. Delilah kept standing, leaning down to touch Autumn as Autumn looked up. “When I want something I want it now.” She pulled Autumn's bra up and over her breasts, letting the full globes free. Delilah wrapped her arms around Autumn and gripped tightly, massaging at them.

Delilah bit down on Autumn's neck and the woman jerked, arching up, and then lowering herself slowly again, seemingly exhausted just from the bite, her lids half down. Between Delilah's hands and the biting on her neck Autumn seemed to be undulating, hips swaying as if in need of something between her pale thighs. Noel made a move to come forward but Delilah's hand was held up and she shook her head. “Oh no, this time is mine.” She took that hand and gripped Autumn between the thighs, gripping the wetness that was apparent through the panties.

“Moan for me,” Delilah whispered. Autumn bit her lip, refusing. Delilah only pushed her fingers hard, feeling the swollen clit aching for attention. She played along the nub, rolling her fingers over it. “Let me be the one to make you feel good this time.”

Autumn's gasp was audible, but she still was refusing to moan out her pleasure to her friend. Delilah only smirked and leaned Autumn back. Still on her knees, Autumn leaned back until her shoulders pressed to the floor. Her legs spread slightly, panties moving aside and giving a good view of the glistening wet pussy.

Delilah shifted and moved down until her face was only a breath away from her pussy. She blew gently over the soft flesh.

Noel shifted again, but Delilah held one hand up to stop them while her lips moved close, whispering gently across Autumn's wet panties. Delilah's tongue flicked again where the panties had pulled away and let her tongue dance across Autumn's wet pussy, lightly, a soft and slow dance that had Autumn shifting her knees. Delilah rolled, pushing her hands between Autumn's thighs, keeping them apart.

Behind Delilah the men could only hear the sounds she made while she licked at Autumn's pussy, clear slurping sounds that filled the room. Autumn reached forward, grabbing at Delilah's back and pulling again at her clothing.

Delilah's tongue moved harder against Autumn, sliding to the clit and then back to the opening, working along the opening, dipping in gently before pulling away.

Noel could not hold back. He moved to his knees and to the floor, crawling across it to Delilah. He smacked her ass and she cried out, sitting up, but he only smiled. “I think it's my turn to feel the friend.”

Delilah sneered at him, but then wiggled her ass. She bent back to Autumn and her tongue continued her administrations while Noel fought with her clothing. Liam continued to stand against the wall, leaning against it, watching the three of them mingle together. With Delilah's clothes around her knees, Noel whipped out his cock and smacked it against her ass.

“No,” she said before licking Autumn again.

“Oh yes,” Noel said. “I want to feel this tight ass around me.”

Delilah whimpered, closing her eyes, her mouth never stopping. Instead she delved further against Autumn, licking at her clit and watching her writhe and moan, feeling the vibrations of need while Noel's fingers toyed with the tight hole of Delilah's ass. She could not even wonder why everyone seemed to be determined to get inside of her ass, she could only hold her breath to keep from biting her tongue as he took the plunge deep inside of her.

Delilah grunted, fell forward, and shuddered along the thick length. What she did not realize, whimpering against Autumn's pussy, feeling Autumn's hands gripping her back, was that Noel had a long way to go. He pulled back and thrusted again, deeper. She shuddered and fell, mouth moving in moans and cries but not admitting herself how she didn't want him to stop.

Autumn's eyes fluttered open as her friend was thrust against her. Delilah's hands had to slide away, to the floor, balancing her as Noel continued to pull back and thrust deep, getting further and further in.

Autumn's eyebrow raised at Liam, who still stood watching, his erection obvious through his pants. He did not let the raging rod lead him over. He waited, letting her watch him as Delilah's mouth pressed to her wetness and Noel rammed deeper inside of the smaller woman until he was balls deep. He watched as the three of them all hit a moment of ecstasy, Delilah's tongue hitting the right spot, Noel's cock buried just perfectly. Autumn's moan mingled with the others and her eyes fell closed again, unable to watch him as Delilah worked her tongue.

Delilah licked, moving her fingers upward, ready to tear at Autumn's panties. From the sounds Autumn's lips were making she was just as ready.

Liam pushed from the wall. While the three writhed he stepped up to Autumn, gripping her face and bending it upward. He slid down her body, taking up behind her. She turned her face as best she could, lips parted, eyes opening again just for him.

“Are you thinking it over?” he asked, pulling her face roughly towards him. She licked her lips, achingly pushing towards him, needing his lips on hers. “Are you?” he asked again, his fingers tightening.

“I'm not thinking of much,” she answered honestly. She whispered something that only his ears heard and he smirked. While Delilah fought at removing her panties he reached down and with a rough grip tore her panties away from her body. He ran his fingers down her side and to her ass.

“Give it to me,” he demanded.

Autumn shifted, placing her hands on the floor in front of her. Delilah moved away from the wet pussy and opening her arms. The women wrapped their arms around one another and held tightly, Delilah's small breasts bouncing against Autumn as Delilah's ass was pumped and Noel's groans filled the room.

Liam pulled himself free and let his shaft rub over Autumn's round bottom. He smacked it against her and watched her arch towards it. He pulled himself away and watched her slide, trying to move closer. He pumped his hips forward, rubbing his cock up the crack of her ass and pushing her closer to Delilah. She clung to her friend but moved with him again as he pulled away.

“Liam,” she moaned. “Stop playing with me.”

Liam winked, though she never saw it. He placed his hands, one on each cheek, and spread her open, looking at the pink hole that was awaiting his cock. She shivered, wanting more, and he gave it to her, slamming his cock half into her ass. She jerked and moaned and he smiled.

He pulled back and slammed in again, and again, going balls deep into her ass. He froze, waiting as Noel grinded into Delilah and held her still. Between the two of them the women were clinging to one another, in various states of undress, both moaning, obviously wanting more. Liam and Noel, always in sync, pulled back and slammed cocks deep into the asses of the women, finding a similar rhythm to take them.

Moans filled the room, four voices aching and in need. Pumps made the women squirm and erections grow larger, but neither man was willing to let the moment finish just this easily.

Noel pulled his cock from Delilah, made a small noise, and squirted cum high onto Delilah's back, covering the rest of her clothes. She shuddered at having lost the impact in her ass and seemed oblivious to the mess on her back as she leaned back towards Noel. The girl who fought it the most seemed to want it even more.

Noel gripped her shirt and began pulling it up and over her head. “You don't need this anymore.” Autumn leaned back, releasing her friend so that she could be stripped. When her body was naked she turned to Noel and pushed him down onto his back, crawling over him.

“I'm not done with you,” she told him.

Noel seemed okay with that, simply stretching out on the floor and ready for Delilah to give him a good ride. Autumn, watching her friend straddle one of her lovers, pulled away from Liam and crawled towards her friend. Liam, frustrated, gripped his cock and gave it a stroke, watching Delilah's body take in Noel's cock again, this time in her tight pussy.

Noel moaned, gripping Delilah's hips. He shifted her, lifting her and sliding her slowly up and down. She moved with his hands, slowly at first, her pussy wrapped tightly around him. He smirked, she had been enjoying every moment of it while she had pretended to want to protest.

Liam came up behind her and rubbed his already extremely hard erection along her ass. He gave her no time to ready herself, he slammed his length into her sore ass and she cried out. Autumn stood and covered her cries with a long kiss, tongue licking the roof of Delilah's mouth. Tasting herself on Delilah's lips, Autumn moved close to Liam, letting his fingers move and trail over her skin while he pumped her friend. Noel and Liam worked a girl between them while two girls longingly kissed and groped at one another.

The men pumped the woman, making her cry out even against Autumn's lips. Delilah bounced, Autumn groped, and men felt their lengths getting the right amount of movement. Hard pumps lead to Liam cumming deep into Delilah's ass, filling her til it was dripping out of her and still he kept pumping, gripping Autumn tighter. He pulled her back, away from Delilah and pushing her onto the floor.

Autumn looked up at him, arms ready to pull him close. He crawled on top of her and without needing to get his erection going again he plunged into Autumn, still covered in his own seed and the juices from Delilah.

Delilah kept her movement up on Noel's length. She slid up, down, bouncing herself over him, gripping his hips. She looked up at him, his eyes closed as he pumped up from the floor, meeting her bouncing, quickening their rhythm together.

On the floor behind Delilah Autumn was happily taking Liam's ravaging. His hand was holding her calf tightly, her other leg thrown over his shoulder and giving him free access to pump deeper. His balls smacked her ass, his cock was sucked deep into her, and still they kept clawing and pulling at one another for more.

Noel bounced Delilah higher, nearly bouncing her off of his cock. She screamed out, tightening around him, her pussy gripped tightly. It made him push his hips faster, her hips bruising under the strength of his fingers. She screamed out in pleasure, arching back, jerking over him as she dripped down his length. He grinned and only kept bouncing her tightened pussy.

Liam moved swiftly in and out of Autumn, taking her for all she had and then still making the woman writhe on the floor, arching and crying out. Her walls clung to him and her body ached and still she was moaning and beginning him for more. When she came he held her down, keeping her from the total rhythmic writhing she would fall into, wanting to see her strain.

Feeling her walls spasm around him had him cumming again, filling her with hot dripping seed. He bent down and kissed Autumn very softly.

“My turn with Autumn,” Noel called. 

Chapter 9

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