I
Steve had expected to wake early the next morning with a raging hard-on and some time to kill. He was right about half of that, but he was woken by the sound of his phone ringing. His immediate thought was that work was trying to reach him, an appeal which he had every intention of ignoring. Instead, it was Alice, who instructed him to throw his hotel key out the window and get back in bed. That didn't sound like it could backfire, so he complied without much thought, stripping off his underwear as he did so.
Alice entered his room a few minutes later, dropping her coat to reveal that she'd worn nothing underneath, and sliding into bed with him. The little brunette was one of nature's morning people, as well as a habitual ball of enthusiasm, so she was soon wriggling adorably on top of him.
"I'm really glad you came back," she beamed, in between kisses.
He reached down to cup her bum, arching his body up to meet hers. The action made her giggle as it lifted her, and his cock throbbed with painful intensity. Something about her petite body and obvious affection for him always made him feel more masculine, in a way that Kate did not. Everything was more comfortable too, so long as you didn't count the intense sexual frustration.
"I was worried that you didn't want me to," he confessed.
Alice sighed, looking contrite, and rested her head on his chest. "I thought about trying to cut things off, if I'm being honest. It wasn't anything you did, I thought we were really great together. I just..."
Steve ran his fingers through her hair, giving her time to finish the thought. He gently trailed the fingers of his other hand up her spine. It was silly, but he was always pleased by how delicate her body was. He wanted to stay like this all day, with her warmth pressed against him.
"I was ashamed of myself," she said. "Not just embarassed by what we did, but ashamed of what I wanted to do. I'm not a kid any more. I should be better than this, more sensible. I should be happy with Kate."
"You aren't happy with Kate? You two seem perfect for each other."
"No," she said hurriedly, "We are! I meant Kate should be enough for me. I shouldn't be talking to another guy. I definitely shouldn't be lying on top of him right now. I shouldn't be wanting the things I want."
"Alice," he cupped her face, looking her directly in the eyes. "If I'm making things worse for you, I can stop. I can stay away." Just saying it made his heart sink. He really hoped his protective streak wasn't about to land him in a world of misery.
Alice smiled and wriggled up his body again, pressing her lips to his in a long kiss, her tongue running across his. Then she shifted her weight to sit aside his stomach, planting both palms on his chest and looking down at him. Oh God, that was a view he'd never get tired of. Giving blackmail material to Kate may have been the stupidest thing he'd ever done, but it was worth it to experience this.
"Absolutely not," she said firmly. "I needed to time to think, and I've made my decision. I am what I am. Kate told me to stop fucking around and accept it, the day after you called her. I think she's tired of me flip-flopping and getting all weepy."
His hands moved to her hips, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Who knew Kate's endless well of sympathy could run dry?"
Alice snorted at that. "She gave me a good talking to, and made me buy you a ticket. Eventually."
Steve thought about playing it cool for a moment, then abandoned the idea. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that. I couldn't stop thinking about you, not even for a day."
For a moment it looked like Alice might actually cry, then she broke out into a huge smile. "Feeling's mutual. What did you do to Kate, by the way? She was very feisty when she came home last night."
He grinned, feeling proud of himself. "Believe it or not, I beat her big, beautiful ass with a belt."
"I could see that," Alice said, "she's a mess this morning. I meant what did you do to get her to that point?"
"Oh, nothing much," he said modestly, "just some light oral sex."
"Uh-huh," she looked skeptical, "and...?"
"And I may have licked her out her asshole while professing my eternal devotion to her."
The light of comprehension washed over Alice's pretty face. "Okay, that would do it. I think she likes you, you know."
"I bloody hope so," he smiled, "because my reputation really is in her hands now. You...uh...don't think she'd actually do it would she?"
"Ruin you?" she mused. "Last time, I would have said no. I'd have put my foot down and protected you. Now? I think she likes having power over you. Real power. You might be stuck with her."
Steve thought about that for a moment. Being bullied by Kate was extremely addictive, if frequently alarming. He supposed that he had that in common with Alice, they were both filling the hole in their lives with potentially self-destructive behaviour. Well, calling Kate's bluff wasn't really an option, so he was prepared to make the best of it.
"I'll make sure to stay on her good side then."
"That's a smart idea," Alice grinned. "Honestly, I think she's got long-term plans for you."
"Oh God," he felt his stomach flip. "That's...worrying."
Alice looked sympathetic, reaching back to take hold of his cock, pushing the fingers of her other hand into his mouth. He moaned around them, sucking on her fingers while she began to work his shaft with slow strokes.
"That's my good boy," she whispered. "Do you like that?"
His mumbled response prompted a slightly tighter grip, her hand beginning to move with more urgency.
"I want to turn around and suck on it so bad," she laughed. "I've been fantasising about swallowing every perfect inch for months. I want you to fill my mouth with your hot semen."
That made him twitch violently, an impulse which was followed by a stab of panic. His first attempt at communicating his concerns resulted in more wet mumbling, drool sliding over his lips, so he gently drew her fingers out of his mouth and tried again.
"Kate says I can't cum without her permission," he groaned, "you might have to stop."
Alice looked at him with a wicked glint in her eye, continuing to work him from balls to the head of his cock with steady enthusiasm. "Then don't cum. You aren't going to piss her off over a silly little handjob, are you?"
Oh fuck, this was going to be a challenge.
"Maybe I should suck it," said Alice, failing to hide a mischevious smile. "Just turn around, stick my bum in the air, and choke myself on your big, thick cock."
"I hate you," Steve moaned through gritted teeth.
"You love me," she teased.
He gulped and hoped that she attributed his sudden blush to the effects of the handjob. That was a little too close to home.
"Ooh, how about I rub my juicy little cunt in your face, while I worship your cock with my mouth?" she grinned. "Would that help?"
"Alice!" he yelped. "Please stop. I can't hold it much longer."
She shushed him gently, releasing her hold, only to spin herself round and slide her hips back. Steve's moan reached a new volume, somewhat muffled by the soft, wet folds of flesh now pressed against his mouth. He found himself desperately thinking of ways to appease Kate, while his tongue lapped against Alice's pussy. Her own tongue was running in slow circles around the head of his cock, no doubt gathering up sticky droplets of pre-cum.
Her soft lips sealed around the head, beginning to descend down his shaft. She made a happy noise, starting to bob her head as she sucked. Oh God, she really wanted this. Wanted him. The thought was almost as damaging to his self-control as the physical stimulation.
Disappointment won out over relief when she slid her mouth back off his cock.
"I'll be a good girl for now," Alice sighed. "I wouldn't put it past Kate to give you an erection check over breakfast."
She sat up again, swinging her legs nimbly across his face to get off the bed. Steve lay there panting, staring up at the ceiling.
"Come on, lazybones," she said, reaching for her coat. "Get dressed. We have to go and meet Kate."
II
Breakfast with Kate was going surprisingly smoothly. Definitely not a morning person, and shifting uncomfortably on a very bruised bottom, the glacial blonde had spent most of the time poking moodily at her bacon and eggs. Alice had gladly taken up the burden of conversation in between picking at a salad. Her ability to chatter away about everything and nothing continued to amuse and impress Steve in equal measure. He'd never met anyone who could turn a stranger into a friend so quickly.
Effervescent charm was probably a vital survival trait considering who she was dating. The thought made him grin and glance at Kate, only to realise that she was looking at him with narrowed eyes. Steve quickly wiped the grin from his face and gave her a sympathetic nod. Kate continued to stare at him without expression, before finally motioning him to move his chair closer to hers.
"What are you so happy about?" she asked, sounding mildly offended.
"Just enjoying a lovely holiday with two wonderful ladies," he said smoothly. "I think I've got every reason to be happy."
"Oh, he's thinking now," she rolled her eyes. Her hand fell onto his thigh under the table. "And were you having a wonderful time alone with my girlfriend this morning?"
"Uh..." Steve hesitated, "of course. It was very...um...nice."
"High praise indeed!" Alice laughed, popping a sliced tomato into her mouth.
"But you didn't do anything, did you?"
Kate's voice was pitched low and filled with an artificial sweetness that set off alarm bells in Steve's hindbrain. A guilty memory of Alice's mouth sliding onto his cock flashed through his mind. "Not much. You know, some kissing, a bit of a cuddle..."
"Prove it."
"Sorry?"
Kate sighed, her hand sliding up to cup his balls through his jeans. Her impassive gaze drifted away from him to survey the cafe. The tourist season was in full swing and the tables were full of people fuelling up before exploring the town or hitting the beach.
"You know how I feel about repeating myself," Kate said flatly. "You want everyone in this room to hear you scream, then keep pushing me."
Oh fuck.
