Free Facing Me by Cat Mason

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Katheryn, then yes.  She’s at the hotel waiting, thanks to the very
discreet concierge who asked no questions when it came to why he was helping a
woman into your room so she can get naked.” Henry shrugs. “Money greases all
wheels.”
    “Speakin’ of grease?
 Are we good on supplies?” Hunter asks, looking at me.
    “I never leave
home without lube and a few wraps brother.  I’m always prepared.” I quip,
following Hunter out of the room. “Although, if Henry wants in on this chick…
 I don’t think I have any big enough for what that big fucker’s packin’.”
Henry turns to face me, arching his brow.
    “Let me educate
you.  I’m packin’ serious fuckin’ meat heat.  I don’t use condoms;
have to wrap my shit in car covers.” He says matter of fact. “That way the
beast has breathin’ room.”      
    “While you were
too busy being the one pussy tapper, you missed out on a lot of fun.
 Henry and I are a hell of a team.  I bang ‘em then he tears in and
we have to hang the bitches up to dry after.”
    “Let’s go before
she fucks the bedpost and leaves all three of us hanging.” I murmur when we
reach the ‘Burban. “Daisy and Gray take a cab?” I ask, stretching out in the
back seat.
    “Yep, I think
they’re anxious to get celebrating.” Henry replies, pulling out of the parking
lot.
    “So am I.”
Hunter and I say in unison.  Closing my eyes, I prepare myself for
tonight.  My heart doesn’t want this, but my body needs it.  Looks
like I’ll be fuckin’ Cam out of my system for the rest of my life.  Every piece of ass is her in my mind and in my heart.
 If I can’t really have her, I’ll sure pretend with every random pussy my
brother can find.
    Walking into the
hotel room, I am instantly hit with the smell of perfume. “What the fuck?
 How many of them are there?” I ask, heading straight to the mini bar.
 Grabbing a beer, I look at the evil that is the scented candle on the
table. “Motherfucker!” I shout before blowing it out. “The only scent I want is
of her when my face is buried between her legs.” I growl, then chug the bottle.
“Get fuckin’ started with her.  I’m gonna jump in the shower first.”
    Hunter rubs his
hands together then heads down the hall to my bedroom with Henry following
behind.  I walk into the bathroom and toss my clothes to the floor.
 Not waiting for the water to heat, I step into the cold spray to jolt my
senses.  Even over the water I can hear the moans of the chick, while
Hunter, Henry, or both, are playing with her.  I bet I could make her
scream so loud security would come knockin’.  The thoughts of what and
how, start to go through my mind, making my dick stand at attention.
    Visions of the
beautiful naked body that is on my bed ready and waiting, immediately becomes
Cam.  Bucking and fighting against the restraints holding her to the
headboard while I touch her.  My hands stroking over her curves, my lips
kissing my way along her hip.  Camaron’s breath rushing out the closer I get to her core always making me want to bury my cock
in her heat instead of dragging it out. Cam’s moans were like a driving force,
making me desperate for every single one as if it were the last.  
    I slam my fist
against the wall, reminding myself that it’s over.  No more.  There
are billions of fucking women in the world.   I have one waiting for
me right now, one that comes with no expectations and no heartbreak.
   
    I wash the night
off of me and shut off the water.  Yanking a towel around my waist, I head
for the bedroom.  Deciding if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.  I hear
her screaming and begging for more.  I can’t help but laugh to myself because
that’s exactly what I am trying to convince myself I can give her.  Just
the goddamn more that she is begging for.  
    I open the door
to the craziness that is going on in the bed I will not be sleeping in
after this shit is over.  She is sprawled