Room One Hundred and Twenty Nine (Club Sin: Seattle Session 2)

Chapter 9

Haruko

I can’t believe I’m doing this. But I sure as shit am not going to stop.

I know this is dangerous. They’re my bosses. Nicholas is my coach, and Elijah knows my father. There are so many reasons this is a bad idea, but I’m willing to overlook them all for a taste.

The second I entered the club, I felt a rush of power and lust go through me. I’ve never felt anything like it. And when I saw the throuple casually touching each other’s arms, legs and face, I couldn’t help but think of that as me, Parker and Nicholas, with Elijah sitting on the other side, watching it go down before joining in.

Looks like I’m going to get my wish.

Nicholas and Parker sit on either side of me as Elijah takes a seat on a leather wingback chair near to the door in front of the giant curtains covering the glass wall. Parker told me what we’ll be doing and said that if I wanted to open those curtains, I could. My pussy hums at the thought of being watched as I’m devoured, but I want to see if it’s as good in real life as it is in my head before I let everyone else see.

I look at Elijah, who sits cross-legged in the chair. His dark eyes reveal nothing, and I’m not sure he wants me here. But he didn’t say anything so maybe it’s all in my head. I know he’s been silent, and he’s the boss who’s avoided me since I started. And yet, he’s here. Looking at me with those intense eyes.

I look to my left as Nicholas leans down and kisses my shoulder. He looks up at me as if asking if this is alright, so I nod. He leans down and does it again. On my other side, Parker softly kisses my neck. I moan as their lips run across my neck and throat. I feel one hand rubbing my back and another hand on my leg. The hand on my leg travels up my skin until it’s underneath my dress.

I gasp and look down at Parker’s hand, so close to my panties.

“If you want to stop, then say red and it all stops,” Parker says.

“Okay,” I whisper, and his hand keeps moving.

The second his fingers touch my pussy, my whole body shivers.

“Yes,” I moan. Kind of loud, but I don’t care.

God, I wanted this for so long. For them to touch me. And now it’s happening.

Parker’s fingers brush my clit over my panties, and I’d never wished so hard that I’d gone commando.

“Please,” I beg. “Touch me.”

Parker chuckles softly against my neck. “I am touching you, sweetheart.”

“I know. But I want more. Please.” I whine as my hips begin to rock.

“You heard the woman, Parker,” Nicholas says as he takes the zipper of my dress between his fingers. “She wants more, then let’s give her more.”

I lift my hips as Parker takes off my panties and Nicholas pulls down the zipper of my dress. My eyes flutter open, and I lock eyes with Elijah as my dress falls off my shoulders, revealing my tits.

His finger that’d been brushing over his bottom lip stops and I see absolute lust in his eyes. He stares at my tits, then looks at me while running his tongue over his bottom lip.

I moan and hear the men inhale sharply. Nicholas palms my breasts in his big hand. His hands are so big, and my tits are so small that the both of them get covered. He squeezes gently and a zing of pleasure hits my core.

Parker palms my other breast after one squeeze, releasing me and pinching my nipple.

I gasp as more arousal leaks from me. My dress is pooled at my waist and my panties were flung somewhere.

“Fuck, your tits are perfect,” Nicholas groans.

“Absolute perfection,” Parker adds, awe in his voice.

I grab my dress and push it over my butt and down my legs, wanting to be completely bare to them. All three watch me do this. Their eyes were all trained on me. They said they were going to touch me over my clothes for a while so I’m a little nervous about jumping the gun. Based on how they’re licking their lips like a predator who just caught their first meal in weeks, my nerves slowly slip away.

My dress falls to the floor and when I sit back up, I’m devoured.

Lips and hands are all over me. My neck, my arms, my legs, and my breasts.

My legs spread, and I look at Elijah. They said he wouldn’t come in until the end, but I don’t think they’ll mind if I edit the plan a touch.

“Please,” I moan.

Nicholas and Parker grab a leg each and spread me wider, making me gasp.

“Fuck.” I hear Elijah’s low growl, then he’s standing between my legs.

Reaching down, he runs a single finger from my right knee toward my center, then jumps past my pussy and up the left leg. He teases me, running his fingers everywhere but where I need them the most. To the part of me that’s aching and wet with arousal.

“Elijah,” I mewl.

Elijah cups my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “Yes, darling?”

His eyes are wild with lust. I’ve never seen it before. From the moment we stepped into the club to now he’s changed. It feels like he’s released the shackles from his wrists and is giving in to the moment.

“Touch me,”

“Touch me what?” Elijah’s voice is teasing and the way he stands there, his finger inches from my pussy, is arrogant.

A word pops into my mind. I’m not sure if it’s the one he wants. But just looking at him—the soft lines around his eyes and the way he’s cradling my jaw makes me want to say it.

So, I try it.

“Touch me, Daddy.”

Elijah growls and leans down to kiss me as he shoves two fingers deep inside my pussy.

I gasp into his kiss and the men groan. His tongue invades my mouth, and I feel the kiss in my whole damn body. I’m coming alive. Every nerve ending is engaged and feeling each moment of the kiss. Parker kneads my breast and Nicholas kisses me from my neck to my breast. I clench around Elijah’s fingers when Nicholas wraps his lips around my pebbled nipple. One tongue flick and I do it again.

“Fuck, I love the way her pussy clenches around my fingers when you do that. Do it again,” Elijah tells Nicholas.

Nicholas looks at him, narrowing his eyes.

“You’re not my Daddy, Elijah. Don’t tell me what to do.”

His voice has a touch of humour so I know he’s not mad, but I don’t think he’s kidding.

“Please,” I say.

Elijah releases my jaw, and I turn to Nicholas. Leaning in, I kiss him. Kissing Elijah is different than kissing Elijah.

Where Elijah was swift and pleasantly overpowering. With Nicholas, there’s buildup. He slowly opens my mouth and slips his tongue inside. He pulls my groans from deep inside my body and has me begging for more when he pulls back.

“Give Parker some, baby. Then I’ll give you more.” Nicholas grips my jaw and turns my head to Parker.

Parker kisses me in a way that makes my toes curl. I can feel him smiling as he plays with my lips, and it’s just so like him. Playful, sweet and sexy.

When he pulls back, I’m breathless. And incredibly turned on.

Elijah is still pumping his two fingers inside me and instead of waiting for Nicholas to flick my nipple with his tongue, I clench around him myself. Elijah smirks and curls his fingers as a reward.

My mouth falls open and my head tilts back.

Nicholas grips the back of my neck and starts kissing me again as Parker leans down and takes my nipple into his mouth.

“Look at you. Such a pretty little slut you are. Taking all three of us like. What would people say?”

Elijah’s dirty words build my orgasm higher and higher, and I’m suddenly thinking about the curtain.

“I bet they’d be jealous. They’d want to be where you are right now. Getting finger fucked, kissed and sucked.”

The picture Elijah paints is almost too much to take. I can see it in my head. People watching as they fuck me. When I’ve touched myself at night, I’ve imagined that before, being watched. I never thought it’d actually happen. But I have an opportunity, and I want to take it.

“I want to know,” the words slip out as I pull away from Nicholas and open my eyes. “I want them to see.”

Everything stops as Elijah pulls his fingers out, and Parker releases my nipple.

“Are you sure, baby?” Parker asks.

I nod. “Yes,” I pant. “Please.”

They all nod and Nicholas gets up from the bed, pulling on a black rope that moves the curtains up until they hit the ceiling. A ravenous group of people are standing outside the room. He ties the rope to a wooden pole sticking out of the wall, keeping the curtain in place as he comes back.

The people who were standing idly turn to face us. Then they come to the glass window and watch.

Several feelings go through me. Embarrassment turns to something wicked as I see the lust in their eyes.

Oh, yes. I like this.

I get pulled into the middle of the bed as Elijah kneels behind me. He wraps his hand around my throat as I’m pulled flush to his front.

“You see those people, baby girl? They’re here for you. They’re here to watch you fall apart. Would you like that? You want them to see you come like the good little slut you are?” Elijah’s voice is deep and gravely, and it makes my pussy clench.

“Oh, my God. Yes,” I gasp.

Nicholas reaches down and starts rubbing my pussy and Parker plays with my nipples and Elijah reaches to the bedside drawer. He pulls out a bottle of lube and releases my neck only long enough to pour some on his fingers and my asshole.

Pleasure rushes through me, and I rock my hips as he plays with my back entrance.

“That’s it, baby girl. Daddy’s going to play with this little hole of yours while Nicholas eats your pussy, and Parker plays with your tits. Unless you want someone in this pretty mouth of yours.”

Fuck me. Elijah went from a guy who barely talked to giving me all the dirty talk.

“Parker. I want Parker in my mouth,” I gasp.

Parker releases my nipple with a pop and sits up.

“As you wish, sweetheart. Open your mouth.”

He stands up on the bed as he undoes his pants and pulls out his cock.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

It’s huge.

It’s long.

It’s dripping with pre-cum.

Fuck, is that even going to fit?

Parker must see the worry in my eyes, because he chuckles. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll only choke you with my dick if you ask me to. Other than that, I think I have enough self-control to fuck your mouth nice and sweet. Now, part those pretty lips for me.”

I open my mouth and as the tip of his cock slips in, Nicholas pushes two fingers inside my pussy and Elijah slides one finger inside my ass.

Holy cow.

Cock and fingers are pumped in and out of my holes and I’m so close to coming.

“I won’t be fucking your ass tonight, baby girl. You need to build up for that. But I’m hoping you can come around my finger,” Elijah says, stroking my hair.

I moan as an answer.

My mind is dizzy with lust, but I somehow find it in me to reach my hands out in search of more cock.

One of my hands hits Nicholas’s groin, and he groans.

“You want my cock, gorgeous?” He groans and I nod as much as I can with Parker’s dick in my mouth.

I hear metal rattling as a belt is being undone, then the feel of velvet hits my palm. I smooth my hand up and down his shaft. I can’t see it, but I know it’s long and I can just fit my fingers around it.

My other hand reaches beside me, trying to find Elijah. He’d already taken out his cock. When I reach out, my hand comes in contact with it. I wrap my fingers around his turgid length. His cock is thick and curls ever so slightly. I imagine what that will feel like inside me.

Nicholas groans. “You keep clenching around my fingers, gorgeous, and I’ll come too soon.”

“God, I’m going to come soon, too,” Parker groans from above me.

“Are you going to come for us, baby girl?” Elijah asks as he fucks my hand. “You going to come all over Nicholas’s fingers?”

I moan and buck my hips against their fingers. My body is tightening, and I’m so fucking close.

I pull away from Parker's cock long enough to say, “Come with me.”

“As you wish, sweetheart,” Parker says, slipping back inside my mouth.

Everything becomes faster. Elijah and Nicholas pump their fingers in and out of me faster, and Parker pumps his hips faster. I also stroke Elijah and Nicholas’s cocks faster. Everything is coming like a freight train down the track and we’re about to hit the station.

The slut express is coming into the station.

“Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come,” Parker moans.

The sounds, the touching and one more look at the people gathered watching me get fucked, make me come.

I scream around Parker’s cock as my orgasm takes me over. Parker’s groan rips through him as he empties down my throat. I swallow every drop.

I feel Nicholas and Elijah come as well, their cum coating my hand as they groan and buck their hips into my fists. They pump their fingers in and out of me until I’ve got nothing left. I let them go, from my hand and my mouth, and I’m gently laid on the bed.

I’m panting as euphoria runs through my veins. I feel someone run a warm cloth between my legs as someone else runs a hand up and down my arm. Finally, I open my eyes as a blanket covers me and the curtains are lowered.

I look and see Parker lying next to me. He’s the one running his hand up and down my arm.

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

“Really good.” I hum. “You?”

He grins. “Fucking fantastic.”

I look at the other two men sitting on the edge of the bed.

I pat the bed next to me. Elijah and Nicholas look at each other like they aren’t sure, but I pat the bed again and beg.

“Please. Just for a little bit.”

Elijah crawls next to me and Nicholas finds himself a place between my legs, using my hip as a pillow.

A new feeling washes over me. Contentment. I don’t recall a time I’ve ever felt this secure and calm in my whole life. I take a deep breath and enjoy the moment because I know that tomorrow, I’ll go back to being just their assistant, neighbour, and softball player and they’ll be back to being my bosses, coach and friend.

For now, though, I’ll imagine we can stay like this forever.

Just Parker, Nicholas, Elijah and I wrapped in each other’s arms forever.

When I get home, I immediately call Dani.

“Dude, it’s after midnight. What do you want?” Dani says after a yawn.

“I need to tell you what happened after I left that prick in the restaurant.”

“What happened? ” Dani sounds more awake now.

“I came back home from that horrible date and… someone, I can’t say, came out to see me as I was taking out my frustrations on my porch. He invited me to an… adult club. Can’t say much because they value privacy so all I’ll say is it was awesome and I saw some great things. But that was only a part of it. We went into a room and we did stuff.”

“Wait? What guys? And guys, as in a plural amount?”

“Yes! There were three of them,” I squeal, still feeling the excitement running through me.

“Lucky you. So, who were these guys? I’m guessing not your date.”

“That’s fine. Um, I can’t tell you who,” I say, biting my lip. Because they’re my bosses and the private nature of what happens at the club, I decide it’s probably best if I kept their identity to myself.

“Why not?” she groans.

“Because… it’s complicated and I don’t want to say anything, just in case.”

“Oh. My. God. Are these guys your bosses?”

“Wait, what? How did you know?” I ask, my heart thundering in my chest.

“I guessed, and you just confirmed. Holy shit, Haruko. You fucked your bosses?”

“We didn’t fuck, okay? It was all… hand stuff.”

“Okay, so you jerked off the guy that doesn’t talk to you, the guy who’s your coach and the guy who’s your friend? Which is also the same guy who asked you to go to a sex club in the first place?”

I grumble. “I don’t know why you’re asking. You seem to know everything already.”

“Dude,” Dani draws out the word, and we both sigh.

After a few moments of silence, she says, “Do you know what you’re doing?”

I lick my lips as I lay in bed, cuddled in my sheets, still in the clothes I wore to the club because it smells like them. Parker hugged me when I got out of the car to go back to my house, so their scent is all over my dress.

“I think so. It was all consensual and… I’m friends with Parker and I trust him. I don’t think he would have any ulterior motives. He’s just not that type of guy. Plus, they were really communicative and made sure that this is what I wanted, and I said yes.”

“Even Elijah?” she asks.

“Yes, even Elijah.” I sigh into the phone, remembering all the dirty things he said to me. It makes me clench my thighs. I always took Elijah to be a silent man, but maybe I was wrong. The tension filling that room was palpable and the taboo nature of it make me wonder if Elijah not talking to me was protection rather than a dislike of me. Which, of course, didn’t keep me from not liking him.

“Okay,” Dani says. “Just make sure that you protect yourself, okay? These are billionaires and CEOs. They have the best lawyers and the best poker faces. If shit goes sideways, they’ll be fine. You… maybe not.”

“I know.” I take in her warning, but I don’t think I need it. Call it me being na?ve, but I think this might end well. Though this might’ve changed the dynamic between us. What first began as a way to make my shitty night better showed us what we can be like together, and I like it. And based on how they seemed not to want the night to end, Parker giving me an extra-long hug, Nicholas taking time dressing me and Elijah taking the long way home, I feel like they want this too.

“Well, good night, Haruko,” I hear Dani yawn, and I feel my eyelids suddenly get, the adrenaline of the night wearing off.

“Night.”

We hang up and I put the phone in my drawer. I dream about being with my three bosses. A dream that felt so real for a moment. I believed it was. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my life.