Do It To Me. P.F. Kozak
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Still feeling randy, he wrapped his arm around Jennifer’s waist and fell backward onto the floor, taking her with him. She squealed in surprise as she landed on his chest. Then she dissolved into a fit of giggles.
She rolled off him, still trying to get her breath. “Flippin’ ’ell, why did you do that?”
“Felt like it.” The afterglow of a good fuck had settled in on Charlie. He’d begun to feel damned sleepy.
Pet noticed and practically pounced on him. “Oh, no, you don’t, Mr. Third Assistant Engineer. You don’t get a nap. There’s not enough time. Jen, help me keep him awake.”
“I’d love to!” The next thing Charlie knew, he lay sandwiched between two naked women, both of them feeling him up.
Pet whispered into his ear, “The clock is ticking, Charles. You’ve already had five minutes. You have twenty-five more to get it up again. The agreement was you’d do both of us before dinner.”
Charlie smiled a contented, sleepy smile. “I did say that, didn’t I?”
Pet squeezed his balls, hard enough to get his attention. “You bloody well did!”
Jennifer pinched his nipple. “Don’t hurt him, Pet—at least not too much.”
Charlie raised himself up on his elbows. “If you ladies kill me, you’re going to have one hell of a time explaining what happened!”
Pet leaned over, licked his neck and whispered into his ear, “And you’ll die a happy man.”
Charlie shivered, the unexpected rush of warm air in his ear gave him chills. “Jesus Christ! You are trying to kill me.” He pushed himself up with his hands and stood. “If I’m going to die, at least let me die in bed.”
Leaving Pet and Jennifer on the floor in the sitting room, he went into Pet’s bedroom and made himself comfortable on her bed. He knew they would eventually follow him. In the meantime, he drowsily closed his eyes.
He really didn’t mean to doze, but he must have. He bolted awake when something wet and cold hit his chest. Pet stood over him with a gin and tonic in her hand. She had just poured some of it on him.
“What the frigging hell are you doing?”
“Waking you up.”
He looked around and didn’t see Jennifer. “Where’s Jen? Did she leave?”
“No, she’s in the loo cleaning up. You gave her quite a ride. It left her a bit sticky.”
Charlie stared at Pet’s matted blond curls. “Looks like Jennifer did the same to you.”
“She did. Jen knows what she’s doing.”
“Seemed to enjoy doing it, too.” Charlie pointed to the glass in Pet’s hand. “Are you going to offer me that drink or just pour it on me?”
Pet took a sip, but she didn’t offer the glass to Charlie. She looked him over, slowly studying his entire body. “You know, you’re really quite well built.”
“I’ll say he is!” Jen had just come into the bedroom. “He’d look like a bodybuilder if he shaved his chest.”
“The tousled brown hair and matching brown eyes set off the muscles nicely. He should model men’s clothes. There’s a market for that look.” Pet handed her drink to Jen. “Want some?”
“Thanks.” Jennifer took the glass and had a healthy swallow.
Charlie eyed Jen, and then Pet. Both women were still naked, and both were getting under his skin, in more ways than one.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, he grabbed Pet’s hand and pulled her onto the bed beside him. “Let’s get this straight. I’m not shaving my chest and I’m not strutting down some runway like a bloody twink! Got that?”
Pet reached between them and closed her hand around his prick. “Oh, yes, Charlie, I’ve got it. And it’s getting deliciously hard.”
Pushing his advantage, Charlie dared her. “Why don’t you suck me like you did last night?”
Charlie’s challenge didn’t go unnoticed. Jennifer offered her support. “Go ahead, Pet. Blow him. I’ll work the other half.” She put her glass on the night table and crawled into bed beside Charlie.
Pet still had her hand on him, but she had not moved otherwise.
Charlie chided her. “Well? Are you going to suck me like I asked you?”
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Pet didn’t move a muscle.
Charlie put his arm around Jen. “Why the hell shouldn’t I? In bed with two beautiful sheilas, already shagged one, gonna shag the other. Of course, number two might not get hers, if she doesn’t give me some oral attention.”
“Blackmailing me?”
Charlie caressed Jennifer’s breast. “Whatever it takes.” He could see Pet wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of orders. “Well, boss lady, what’s it going to be?”
“Jen, could I have my glass back, please?”
“Sure, Pet.” Charlie could hear the question in Jen’s voice. It was the same question he had. What the fuck?
Jen gave Pet the glass. She took a sip and held it in her mouth, all the while watching Charlie. Then she raised the glass high in the air and tipped it, pouring a thin line of her drink down the length of his stomach to his groin.
Charlie jumped. “Jesus Christ!”
Before he had a chance to act on impulse and get off the bed, Pet barked, “Jen, keep him still.” The tone seemed to need a “Yes, ma’am” to punctuate it.
Just like they had rehearsed it, Jennifer lurched forward and practically threw herself across his chest. Too stunned by this performance to react, Charlie missed his chance to free himself. Pet set her glass on the floor and proceeded to crawl onto his legs. He found himself pinned to the bed by two naked women.
Now more perturbed than aroused, Charlie growled, “Petula, I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing, but I didn’t sign on for this bullshit.” He figured if he put all of his weight into it, he could throw them both off. But he thought better of it, for fear he might hurt one of them. He chose the more civilized approach. “Let me up. I’ll get dressed and go.” He meant it.
“Don’t be silly! You can’t leave now. I’m about to deliver the goods.”
Pet leaned down. Jennifer, lying across his chest, blocked his view. He couldn’t see Pet’s head at all. He braced himself, not knowing what to expect. When he felt her lapping at the gin on his stomach like a cat drinking milk, he closed his eyes and moaned.
She followed the trail she had poured down his stomach to his navel, pausing there to lick out the pool that had collected