Glancing over at his bride, Robert gave a light smile as he watched her fight the sleepiness overcoming her. It had indeed been a long and eventful day, but every last second of it was worth it, because finally he was able to call Olivia his wife. "Are you ready to head up to the room, darling?" he asked, and continuing to stare off into space Olivia simply nodded. Standing, Robert helped her to her feet, and making their rounds they bid the remaining guests farewell before walking arm in arm to the elevator which lead to their private suite.

"Surely, you're not ready to call it a night, are you?" Robert asked teasingly, making her look at him as he gained her attention.

She smiled slowly at him, her eyes heavily lidded. "Mm, no, I'm fine," she mumbled, and suddenly stifled a yawn.

He gave a low chuckle at this. "I think someone is tired."

"I've been up since six this morning, can you blame me?"

"Of course not, I just don't want you falling asleep yet. The night is young, and I have plans for us," Robert commented as he entered the code to gain access to their room.

Olivia raised an eyebrow at him. "Plans?" He nodded. "What kind of 'plans'?"

"You'll see soon enough. But first...how about a little upper?" Robert suggested, and reaching into his inner coat pocket he pulled out a small plastic bag containing a white substance.

Olivia frowned when she looked at it, but that frown was quickly replaced by a look of shock as she looked back up at him. "Is that...what I think it is?" Robert simply shrugged. "How the fuck did you get that? WHY did you get that? You told me you quit using."

"I have, I swear. I just...thought it might make our wedding night a little more special. I have no intentions of buying more after this." Olivia continues to look back and forth between him and the baggie, clearly speechless from what he was offering her. "One time won't hurt, sweetheart. Think of it as the ultimate cup of coffee. Once you try it, you'll feel like you can take on the world."

"Robert, I don't know..." she stated, hesitation on her face and in her voice. She would be lying if she said the curiosity had not been there since Robert had confessed to his use of the drug, and had described to her the side effects of it. However, it did not change the fact this was an illegal drug, and it could potentially get them into deep shit. Looking back up at him, she added, "Swear to me after tonight, you will flush what isn't used and never buy this shit ever again."

Robert held up his hand. "I swear on my life, this is the last time," he reassured her. After another long hesitation, Olivia gave a light nod, making him once more grin. "That's my girl," he added, and gave her a quick kiss before walking over to the table in the suite. Sitting down, he opened the small baggie and lightly tapped the powdery substance onto the table, making sure to create a perfect line. Walking over to him, Olivia watched with both curiosity and wonder as he did so, and as she sat across from him he began to roll up a dollar bill which had been in his pocket.

"So...what does this do? I've never exactly read up on the stuff," Olivia asked, her eyes never leaving the line on the table.

"It simply helps you becomes more alert, more aware of your surroundings. It gives you energy, and makes you feel like you're on top of the world," Robert explained, and held the dollar bill out to her. "Would you like to go first?"

Olivia quickly shook her head. "I...I'm scared, I don't know what I'm doing," she confessed.

Robert gave a quick but tender touch to her cheek. "I would never put you in harms way, my dear. Just watch what I do, okay?" Hesitantly, she nodded, and leaning down he brought the bill to his nostril, inhaling deeply as he ran it along the line.

"Does it hurt?" She asked when she saw the grimace on his face as he straightened up.

"It burns a little, but you get used to it," he admitted as he wiped his nose, giving a couple deep sniffs to ensure he had taken in all of the substance. Bringing his attention back to his wife, he added, "Are you ready to try?"

She took a deep breath. "Not really," she admitted with a nervous laugh as he prepared another line.

Robert looked back up at her. "Liv, if you're really this nervous-"

"No no, it's okay, I'm willing to try it. I just...didn't exactly wake up this morning expecting to do coke on my wedding night," she commented, and he could not help but to chuckle.

"You should know by now I'm full of surprises," he stated as he finished the line, and looking back up again he offered her the dollar bill a second time. Hesitantly, she took it, and once it was in her hand he added, "Now, keep it at an angle so that only a corner of it is on the table, plug your second nostril and just make sure to sniff as hard as you can. Think of yourself as a human vacuum."

Olivia could not help but to giggle at his comment, and letting out a loud exhale she brought the bill up to her nose and leaned down, doing exactly as he had instructed until the powder was gone. As soon as it first hit her nostril it felt like a fire inside her nose, and like a million explosions were going off in her brain. Straightening up, she rubbed her nose hard as she continued to sniff, desperately wanting the gritty sensation to go away. "Oh my god, I can taste it and it takes like poison," she complained, a look of disgust on her face.

Robert could not help but to laugh. "I'm so sorry, I forgot to warn you. Let me make you a drink," he replied, and standing up he made his way to the bar. "How do you feel?"

"I'm...not sure yet," she admitted, trying to take in what she just did, and when she looked up she was taken by surprise by how vibrant everything looked. Standing up, she gazed at the lights in awe, and when Robert glanced over at her he smirked when he saw her expression.

"Looks to me like you're feeling pretty good," he commented as he walked back over to her, and handed her a glass. "Drink this, sweetheart. It'll wash away the taste."

Taking it from him, she took a long drink from the glass, closing her eyes as she did so. She had never before tasted anything as delicious as what he just gave her. "Oh my god, that was good," she said as she lowered the glass, and when she saw the look of surprise on his face she looked at the glass and giggled when she realized she already finished it.

"And here I was worried I made it too strong," he chuckled, taking the glass from her.

"No, it was perfect!" She gushed. "Will you make me another?"

"Anything for you, my dear," he replied, and added as he walked back over to the bar, "Why don't you go get comfortable in the bed? I will join you in just a minute."

"Okay," Olivia replied, and happily skipped into the bedroom area of their suite, sighing as she walked over to the French doors leading out to the patio in their room. Standing there in silence, she admired how brightly the moon shone into the room, and how the stars twinkled like diamonds in the deep purple sky. She jumped slightly when she suddenly felt hands on her shoulders, and relaxed when they were quickly joined by lips on her neck. "That was quick," she quietly commented, giving a soft moan when teeth lightly bit her skin. Anywhere he touched her, it felt as though he were shocking her with electricity. Her heartbeat quickened when she felt him slowly sliding the zipper of her dress down, loosening the constricting fabric from her burning skin. "God, that feels so much better," she sighed as it pooled at her feet, and moaned again when his hands smoothed down her sides. Olivia turned to face him, and immediately fell backward when she realized it was not Robert standing there, her arms going up to cover her breasts as she screamed.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's just me," the man standing there reassured her as he knelt next to her, and once his face was in the soft glow of the moon she finally realized it was John, a business partner Robert worked with.

"John, what...what are you doing here?" she asked, still scooting further away.

"I invited him," Robert's voice suddenly called out, and when she looked over John's shoulder she finally saw Robert approaching them, two glasses in his hands.

"Wh...why?"

Standing, John held a hand out to her, and she hesitated before finally accepting it, allowing him to help her stand up as well. Robert then held a glass out to her, and as she took it from him he commented, "Because I know this is something you've wanted since I first introduced you to him."

Olivia blushed at this, and looked down sheepishly. "That was supposed to remain between us, Robert," she quietly replied, feeling both embarrassed and exposed in that moment.

Stepping closer to her, Robert took a drink from the glass still in his hand as he reached up to cup her cheek, and said in a low tone, "You aren't the only one who has been wanting this, Olivia. I've fantasized over the thought of sharing you with another man many a time."

As she looked up at Robert with wide eyes, she failed to see John once more step behind her, and as he gently pushed up on the glass in her hand, encouraging her to take a drink, he murmured in her ear, "You are the most gorgeous little thing I have ever laid my eyes on, so believe me...that want is quite mutual."

Closing her eyes, Olivia shuddered at this as she took a large swallow of the drink Robert made in an effort to calm the nerves fluttering in her stomach, and made a noise in the back of her throat when John's lips were once more on her neck. She gave a quiet sigh when she felt his hands cup her breasts, and when Robert took the glass back from her she turned around to face John. Reaching up, she hesitantly ran a hand through his soft light brown hair as she studied his honey colored eyes, and unable to help herself she suddenly leaned up to press her lips to his. Letting his arms circle her waist, he kissed her back willingly as he pulled her flush to him. As she held onto his shoulders, he swiftly unhooked her bra with the flick of his wrist before reaching down to firmly grab her ass, groaning as he did so. Letting her hands slide down his chest, she deftly undid the buttons of his shirt, and as he shrugged out of it her hands went to his belt. However, just as she went to unbuckle it, he grasped her wrists, and she pulled back to look up at him with questioning eyes. Shaking his head, John smirked at her before once more kissing her neck, and slowly moving down her. Her breathing grew shallow when he reached just above her panties, and was unable to look away from the site of him kneeling before her. Looking up at her, he playfully nipped her hip, making her giggle, but that laugh turned into a gasp when he suddenly pulled her panties to the side and began to taste her with his eager tongue. "Shit," she cried out, grasping at his hair and shoulder to keep herself on her feet. Draping her leg over his shoulder, John held her up firmly by the waist as he continued to tease her clit, giving the occasional murmur of approval as he explored her thoroughly. Olivia was so turned on by the current situation, that it did not take her long to topple over the edge, her hands grasping at John desperately as it washed over her. Before she had the time to come back to reality, he was back on his feet, and his lips were back on hers as his hands cupped her face and he walked her backward toward the bed.

When Olivia finally saw Robert once more, she could feel herself becoming even more engulfed by flames of desire. Sitting propped up against the head of the bed, he had his shirt partially unbuttoned, and she could see his blatant arousal pressing upward in his pants. His eyes were burning with lust as he stared at them, and when her gaze locked with his she could feel her clit flutter when he crooked a finger at her. Making her way over to him, she bit her lip as she crawled over to Robert, and immediately he pulled her to him to kiss her urgently. Kissing him back with an equal amount of lust, she straddled his waist and ground her hips into his as she worked on removing his shirt, desperate to feel his warm skin. When she felt the bed sag slightly, she looked over and found John joining them, and when she looked him over she saw he was now in just his boxers. When he got settled next to Robert, she hesitated before leaning over to kiss John, and gave a noise of surprise when he suddenly pulled her to where she was now straddling his waist. Cupping her face in his hands, John kissed her slow and sensually, and lightly bit her lip when he finally pulled away.

"I want my cock in your mouth," John murmured, his rich voice smoothing over her like silk, and eagerly she moved down him as he maneuvered onto his back. She admired the bulge in his boxers for a moment, before finally reaching inside to release him.

"Holy shit," she whispered as she looked up at John with wide eyes, her reaction making both men chuckle. Giving a sheepish grin, she brought her attention back to his cock as she began to slowly stroke him, the atmosphere quickly growing serious once more. Leaning down, she playfully ran her tongue along the tip, and peeked up at both men before finally taking him in her mouth.

"Oh god," John groaned when she managed to take him completely in, his hand tangling in her hair as he watched her intently. Using both her hand and mouth, she explored his length thoroughly, the noises he made encouraging her to keep going. At one point, she glanced back over at Robert, and found him now down to just his boxers as well, watching her with a heated gaze as he stroked his own hard cock. Sucking harder, she sped up her motions, the loud groan John gave telling her he approved, and just as she was about to get lost in it he suddenly stopped her.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked, looking at John with questioning eyes, and he simply shook his head.

"Get over here, and suck my cock. Now," Robert suddenly demanded, sliding down onto his back as well, and bringing her attention to him she quickly crawled to where she was kneeling between his legs. She made a noise of surprise when he tightly grasped a fistful of her hair and forced her head down, his dominating actions only turning her on even more.

As she quickly began to engulf him in her mouth, Olivia failed to see John move to where he was kneeling behind her, and pulled her head back to cry out when he swiftly buried himself in her. "Fuck, John," she whimpered, glancing back at him as he thrusted into her with long strokes.

"Did I tell you to quit sucking my cock?" Robert commented, and once more grabbed her hair, forcing her head back down where he wanted it. "Good girl," he groaned when she went back to pleasuring him, keeping his hold on her hair to make her go at the pace he wanted.

Olivia knew she would not be able to last long when John steadily increased his pace, until he was pounding into her. Between him hitting all the right spots, and having Robert's cock down her throat, she quickly spiraled higher and higher. As soon as John's fingers found her clit, this was her undoing, her cries muffled by Robert's cock as her nails bit into his thigh. "Are we done already, love?" John asked teasingly as he slowed his pace back down, his hands smoothing over her hips and sides.

She quickly shook her head. "No...more, more," she begged, and suddenly crawled up to where she was straddling Robert's waist. "I want you both...please..." she added, biting her lip as she looked down at Robert and then back at John.

A look of surprise came to John's face. "Are you sure?" he asked, and as soon as she nodded he moved forward, to where his hips were again pressed against her.

"Tell us if it's too much," Robert added, his hands now gentle as he cupped her face, and when she again nodded he reaches down to position himself before arching his hips up to sink into her.

"Fuck," Olivia moaned, her eyes rolling back, when she felt John's cock pressed against her. His hand softly stroked her back before grasping her hip, and gently he pressed harder, slowly easing into her as well. Olivia whimpered at the feeling of both men inside her, the pleasure she was feeling bordering on pain.

"You okay?" John asked, stilling when his pelvis was flush against her ass, and she nodded.

"Just start slow," she requested, and once more moaned when both men began to thrust into her. Never before had she felt this kind of pleasure, and truthfully she was uncertain if she could handle it. "Oh my god, you both feel so good," she whimpered, grabbing at them both as moved against them.

"Tell me how you feel, baby," Robert murmured, once more cupping her face.

"Like I'm about to have the biggest orgasm of my life," she panted, making both men chuckle. "I don't know if I can take it...it's too much..."

"Shh, yes you can, just let go. We've both got you," Robert reassured her, softly stroking her cheek.

Leaning down, she kissed Robert deeply, moaning into his mouth when he began to quicken his thrusts. "Yes, yes, faster. Please fuck me faster," she begged, and cried out her approval when both men gave her what she wanted.

"God, you're so tight," John groaned, giving a swift slap to one of her ass cheeks. When she moaned at this, he raised an eyebrow. "Like that, do you?" he asked, and when she nodded he gave a few more slaps.

"My little slut likes it a bit rough, don't you?" Robert commented as his hand wrapped around her throat, and she simply nodded. "I can't fucking hear you," he snapped, thrusting harder into her as his eyes burned into hers.

"Yes...oh my god, yes, I love it," she panted, and suddenly cried out her pleasure as she came once more.

"God, I love watching you come," Robert growled, never once slowing his pace. "I think it's our turn now, though."

Olivia quickly nodded. "Yes, please come in me, I want to feel you both come," she begged, and held on for dear life as they both pounded into her as hard as they could.

"I think I want to hear you one more time, though," John panted, and again reached around to stroke her clit.

"Holy shit, you're going to make me come again," she gasped, trying to keep up with their rapid pace.

"That's it, come with us," John whispered in her ear. "Oh god, I'm getting close."

"Me too," Robert warned, when suddenly all three of them exploded in a frenzy of thrusts and curses, their bodies crushed together as they came down from their highs. After a long moment, John moved first by carefully pulling out of her and falling to the bed next to them. Olivia went to move as well, when Robert tightly held her around the waist, forcing her to stay on him. As she laid there with her cheek pressed to his chest, his rapid heartbeat thrumming in her ear, she could not help but to wonder just what life had in store for her as his wife if this is how their first night went...

THE END

A/N: The character John is John Gissing from the film 'The Search For John Gissing', for anyone wanting a visual reference. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it, and as always feedback is very much appreciated! xo