A/N This is completely plot-free smut. I needed to unwind. Enjoy!
What Happens in Vegas…
Klaus Mikaelson looked around at the flashing lights of the strip club and groaned. The slightly drunken CEO lay his head back against the cheap vinyl cover on the plush couch he found himself sticking to beneath his jeans and black Henley. He threw his arm over his eyes and willed the night to go faster. His friend and business partner, Enzo St. John, had just finalized his divorce. To celebrate Enzo's freedom from that witch of a wife, he dragged Klaus to Las Vegas – land of flashing lights and strippers… where neither of them had ever set foot.
Across the club, a topless Enzo clad only in jeans and boots handed a stripper with a faux-hair lavender bob cut wig a crisp hundred-dollar bill to go cheer up his friend. Tucking the bill into her hot pink knee-high vinyl stiletto boots, the stripper walked over to the miserable British man and crawled on his lap like they were the closest of lovers. Annoyance flooded his chest and marred his handsome features. Snapping his head up, his glare turned into raised eyebrows and pleasant surprise… along with an electric shot straight to his cock. Maybe this wasn't the unhappiest place on earth…
"Hey there sexy," the stripper greeted, grinding on top of him as her sparking blue eyes met his cobalt orbs. "I'm Caroline and I heard you need cheering up," she whispered into his ear, slowly pulling back to give him a view of her barely covered breasts as she supported herself with her hands on his muscled chest, white gold barbells piercing each nipple, making them always stand at attention.
"Well, if I did before, I don't now," Klaus replied in his silky accent, mesmerized by her beautiful face. Most of the other girls had various surgical stars, misshapen bodies or missing teeth, but this young beauty could have won a pageant in her sleep. "I'm guessing my friend over there encouraged you to provide me some cheer?" he asked with a smirk, tapping the top of the bill sticking out of her boots.
Caroline slapped his hand away playfully and pushed it down her calf. "No refunds," she teased, rolling her torso against his in time with the pounding bass.
"I wouldn't dream of it," he teased right back, setting his hands on her waist.
"And no touching," she sassed, pushing his arms above his head, leveling her breasts with his eyes. "You ever been in a strip club before?" Klaus reluctantly shook his head at her knowing look. "Don't worry, sugar, I'm gonna take good care of you." Klaus raised an eyebrow at her, unsure what this meant, and she smiled with dazzling white teeth around her sugary lavender lip gloss. "Just sit back and enjoy the show," she cooed, giggling. She was clearly a woman who enjoyed her job.
Locking eyes with her, he nodded his head suggestively at her hot pink plastic tube top. "Then give me a show, sweetheart," he said seductively. She was wearing a matching miniskirt with nothing beneath either, but he wanted to see it all. When in Rome, right? "Take it all off," he said in a pleasant yet authoritative tone, small smile surrounded by scruffy stubble.
Caroline's eyes flashed at his command, rolling her hips over his obviously erect cock. "You must be the boss, right?" she snarked as she pulled her plastic top up over her head, careful not to knock off her wig.
"I am," he confirmed. "I said all of it, Caroline," he said in the same bossy tone she seemed to like. Her eyes twinkled under the strobe light and she stood before him, spinning around to give him a perfect view of her heart shaped ass as she pulled down her barely-there plastic skirt. "Leave the boots," he added with a wicked smirk.
"Oh, I always leave the boots," she teased with a wink as she settled her bare pussy over his well-endowed cock, rubbing herself on his jeans. Klaus eyed her up and down like a lion sizing up his prey, resting his head back against his intertwined fingers as he let her work her magic. She gave him the dance of his life, pulling out all the stops. He was the hottest guy in the club… possibly in all of Sin City. She never got to dance with the hot ones, and when she did, they were never the ones who took her home.
Caroline had gotten into this line of work when she got tired of prowling the bars every night for new people to fuck… men, women, other… she didn't care as long as she got to come. So, she and her favorite lover, Davina, decided to go into business together. The problem with Johns was that more often than not, they finished before she did, or they wanted her to take it in the mouth or up the ass. She loved that, too, but she loved to come. A guy like this? Yeah. He could make her soak him… and if not, there was always Davina. She was all porcelain skin and raven black hair. Her clientele consisted entirely of women, a lesbian through and through. Caroline looked to the stage at her friend and gave her a wink. Davina winked back before spinning around the pole, legs spread wide for the crowd of men tossing her singles.
A familiar British accent lilted into her ear as she rubbed her nipples against Klaus' stubble, desperate for him to break the rules and taste her. "It looks like you've done your job, gorgeous," Enzo said when he saw the feral gleam in his friend's eyes, an idea coming to him.
"I always do," the stripper giggled, lifting herself as high as she could as she hung back her head to talk to Enzo upside down, waxed pussy inches from Klaus' lips… where she wanted them. He stared appreciatively at her as she danced around. Enzo smirked at his friend and slid his hands forward to touch Caroline's hard nipples. He gasped in shocked pain when she slapped his hand hard. Throwing him a teasing wink as she rode Klaus, she replied, "Hands off the merchandise."
Feeling his own cock twitch, Enzo asked the question he was hoping to sneak in. "Merchandise, hmm? That mean it's for sale?"
"Enzo, no," Klaus said, glaring at him.
Turning to Klaus, Caroline's jaw dropped in mock offense. "No?" She ground down on his cock over and over, feeling him twitch until a growl emitted from the back of his throat. "You really mean to tell me you don't want this?" she flirted, rising up and down and gesturing at her nude body, once again rubbing her breasts against his stubble as her full body glitter sparkled under the blacklights.
Considering her offer, he went into business mode. "What's the price, sweetheart?"
Delighted, Caroline replied happily, "Depends on what you want and where you want it."
"What's on the menu?" Klaus asked, locking eyes with her.
"Honey, I do everything," she informed him with a pitying look. She was a hooker. What she didn't do was a short list.
"Will you get on your knees for us?" Enzo asked.
"Duh," the stripper replied, letting Klaus nibble her nipples.
"Anal?" Klaus asked, taking a nipple in his mouth.
"That's my favorite!" she said enthusiastically.
"Can you take us both at once?" Klaus asked. At the offended look on her face, he continued, "Right. Stupid question. What else do you do?" he asked, teasing a nipple as his cock twitched beneath her gyrations.
"Listen guys, you pay, I play. You want me to take it up the ass? No problem. Deep throat? In my sleep. Pussy? Even better. Both at the same time? Fill me up. My time, your dime. Interested yet?" she teased, wiggling on his lap.
"Klaus here likes it kinky," Enzo added, barely suppressing a grin at the look on Klaus' face, shocked embarrassment coloring his rugged features. That bastard was NOT bringing up that drunken night in college when they played truth or dare with girls who never joined them for a second date. "You do that?"
"Yeah, I can do some light stuff, but let's not get crazy," she replied with a gasp when Enzo moved next to Klaus and played with her free nipple.
Pulling his mouth away, Klaus got his revenge. "How light? Enzo here likes to get spanked by beautiful women while I fuck them."
Not missing a beat as his own face reddened, Enzo play along. "Of course, Klaus likes to spank women while they suck my cock, so we would need that, too," he added, lip curling at Klaus' death glare. Neither of them had done a kinky thing in their lives.
"Enzo likes it when we fill all three holes, so we'll need a toy," Klaus shot back, as though this wasn't the first time they'd even considered a threesome.
Enzo's glare was nothing less than murderous at his partner's smug expression. That one he hadn't shared… but he was open to it. Caroline didn't seem to notice as she ground down on Klaus' cock, his jeans slick with her arousal. "Yeah, I can do that, but don't expect me to get a strap on, ok?" she said seriously. Both men ignored that comment.
Narrowing his eyes at Klaus for sharing that blatant lie, he asked with a forced smile, "Klaus likes to choke women while we fuck them. You do that?"
Caroline looked him suspiciously. "Maybe some play-type stuff, but that's gonna cost extra," she said, pointing a finger at Klaus as she paused her dance, straddling his lap naked as they negotiated her services in a Las Vegas strip club as professionally as if they were in the firm's board room.
"Enzo likes rimming women. Is that available?"
"Klaus likes getting rimmed."
"Enzo likes having a finger in his ass when he gets a blow job."
"Klaus has a foot fetish."
"Enzo likes licking boots."
"Klaus likes having his boots licked."
"Klaus likes tying women up."
"Enzo likes holding women down."
"Enzo likes orgasm denial."
"Klaus likes orgasm torture."
"Enzo likes nipple torture."
"Klaus likes to watch women masturbate."
"Enzo likes women to take control."
"Klaus likes having his face ridden."
"Enzo likes watching women eat his come off their face."
"Klaus likes them to swallow."
"Enzo likes multiple women. He's insatiable. Got a friend?" Klaus asked, biting his cheek when his partner's eyes bugged out. Enzo should have known better than to take on Klaus Mikaelson, the man who never lost.
Caroline looked at the two handsome men back and forth. This was the hooker jackpot! "You guys are freaks!" she said, laughing. "I love it. I do all of those things." After a brief pause, she eyed her dance partner skeptically. "Although, I gotta tell you Klaus, I'm not really into guys sucking on my toes."
"That's a shame. He loves that," Enzo choked out at the murderous gleam in his partner's blue eyes.
"What about the friend part? That's the most important," Klaus reminded with a mischievous smile that made his friend gulp. "Enzo wants to watch you take her over your knee while you ride my cock."
"Oh, and she has to like toys, too," Enzo added in a final attempt to one-up him.
"Enzo likes shooting his come on one girl while the other eats it. He's very dirty," he added with an admonishing head shake that was completely lost on the lust-drunk stripper. "Especially when he takes his come from their mouths to his," Klaus threw in, ending the game at the shocked look on his partner's face. Dear God. What were they getting themselves into? Caroline tilted her head as she thought about it, oblivious to the fact that both men were playing with her nipples while Enzo caressed her ass. Klaus smirked when she took too long and he snuck his finger between her folds to circle her clit.
Gasping back to the present, Caroline babbled, "Yes! Yes, I have a friend. But you can't touch her, only watch, ok? She's not on board with eating come. Sorry, Enzo," she said apologetically.
"Fine by me, gorgeous," Enzo agreed amiably, face burning.
Looking to Klaus, Caroline spoke again once he nodded. "Ok, cool. You'll have to pay her, too, though," she said seriously.
"How much are we talking here?" Enzo asked as he played with her breasts.
"How long you want? That sounds like a lot of stuff…" she said, calculating in her head.
"The whole night," Enzo replied.
"No," Klaus interjected. When both turned to look at him, the disappointment on Caroline's face nearly made him laugh out loud. Tucking a fake strand of hair behind her ear, he looked at her seriously. "We want the whole weekend, love."
Caroline's face lit up like a spotlight. "Alright mate. Sounds like a party," Enzo said, delighted as he clapped his hands together. "Shall we?" he asked, holding out his arm for Caroline.
Before Caroline could rise, Klaus held a firm hand on her hip. "The price, Caroline?" he asked sternly.
Going into business mode herself, Caroline locked gazes and answered with a firm, "Ten thousand."
Klaus looked her in the eye for any sign of weakness. If he could get it cheaper, he would, but only out of habit. He never accepted an opening bid at work. She was definitely worth being the first, though. He'd never done a threesome, or 90% of the bullshit they'd just come up with, but the idea intrigued him. He liked the thought of having a woman that would do anything he said just because he said it… of course if he paid for it. "Ten thousand," he confirmed, nodding at Enzo when the stripper squealed happily. She would have settled for two.
"Can we go to your place?" Enzo asked as he opened the door to Klaus' BMW, eyeing her up and down in her clear plastic outfit. They were staying at one of the richest hotels in Vegas and he knew Klaus way too well to think he'd be caught dead walking in with a hooker.
"Ummm no," Caroline answered firmly. "I know a guy runs a motel," she said, shaking her head up and down excitedly. "It's nice, too. Hardly any roaches and one of the ice machines kinda works," she said appreciatively. What kind of life did this woman lead?! Klaus closed the door behind her before getting the behind the wheel, his face screaming at his partner to fix this.
"Sounds great. Lead the way, gorgeous," Enzo replied to Klaus' dismay, knowing his partner wouldn't suggest their place, also knowing he would be miserable outside his income bracket. Klaus angrily knocked the car in first and floored it, making Caroline laugh hysterically and hold her wig on for dear life, blissfully unaware of his uptight snobbery.
When they arrived at quite possibly the worst place Klaus Mikaelson had ever slept in his billionaire life, Caroline trotted right in in her clear plastic clothes. The guy at the desk, Damon from his nametag, handed her a key and pink plastic backpack full of toys without looking up from his "Badpuppy" magazine. Klaus' lip turned up in disgust at the gay orgy on the cover and reflected that half the pages were probably stuck together.
When they got to the room, Enzo immediately pulled off his black t-shirt and kicked off his boots. Klaus forced the lump of revulsion down his throat and sat on a plushy recliner in the corner, kicking up his feet, gesturing for Caroline to take them off, which she obediently did... but she wasn't sucking his toes. Sorry, Klaus. He folded his hands in his lap, fingers intertwined as he looked at her expectantly. "Off," he said simply. Caroline's pussy tingled at his bossy tone and smirked, eyeing Enzo up and down as she imagined spanking him. Best of both worlds. Enzo pulled out his Galaxy s10 and set it to the psy trance station on Pandora. Turning back to Klaus, Caroline held his eyes while she stripped out of her translucent clothes.
Smirking, Klaus beckoned to her with his finger, setting his bare feet on the ground. Smiling as Enzo turned down the dimmer switch, she climbed into his lap, straddling him. He pulled off her fake wig, revealing beautiful blonde curls. He firmly wound his fingers in her hair and pulled her to him, kissing her with a lot of tongue. Ok, she NEVER did that, but damn could this man kiss! His fingers immediately found her pussy as Enzo stood behind her and rolled and pinched her nipples, palming and kneading her large, perky breasts, painfully tugging her barbells back and forth. Caroline groaned into his mouth when Klaus' talented fingers entered her, thumb circling her clit.
Klaus pulled back from their kiss, tugging her head to fall back against Enzo's hip. Following his lead, Enzo had his buckle undone in a flash, pulling his massive cock out of his boxers. They'd always been fast learners… and neither was going to be the one to back down. Klaus guided Caroline's mouth to Enzo's cock, forcing her to take all eight inches of hard, thick flesh deep in the back of her satin throat. Enzo held her hands behind her back as his fingers twisted each nipple hard, making her moan as Klaus brought her closer to the edge. He encouraged her to ride his fingers, bucking up in her dripping pussy. She bounced up and down as she gave Enzo the blowjob of his life, guided by Klaus' firm hand. The closer he got, the more he tortured her nipples, in turn pushing her closer.
"Go on, sweetheart, let me see you come with Enzo's cock down your throat," Klaus said in his silky accent, fucking her hard as he attacked her clit with painful circles. Caroline obediently fell apart, violently riding Klaus' fingers as she swallowed around Enzo's cock over and over, making him moan. Enzo released her hands to squeeze and twist both of her nipples as she screamed around him, vibrations humming through all the way down to his balls.
When she finished coming, Klaus helped Caroline stand long enough for her turn around while he whipped off his Henley, revealing a large tattoo of a feather exploding into birds. He pulled out a bottle of Astroglide and lubed up his cock. He took a fingerful of the slippery substance and rubbed it in circles around her anus before pulling her ass down, sheathing his nine, thick inches all the way inside her warmth. Loving how full she felt filled with two massive cocks inside of her, she enthusiastically began to move up and down, riding Klaus' giant cock with her tight ass. Seeing Klaus fill her from behind was enough to send Enzo toppling down the rabbit hole, his hot semen shooting down her throat as she swallowed every drop of him.
To Klaus' surprise, Enzo dropped to his knees and spread Caroline's legs, mesmerized by the sight of her ass getting penetrated. Klaus bucked up into her harder as he attacked her nipples in Enzo's place, pulling and twisting them much harsher than his fellow Brit. Her moans shot through Enzo's chest, prompting him to latch his lips around her clit. Klaus tugged her against his bare chest and angled her up to grant Enzo better access to her delicious pussy. She obediently lay back and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. He had nothing blocking his hands as he tortured her nipples. She came with a scream as Enzo ferociously ate her pussy while Klaus brutally fucked her in the ass.
"I'm nowhere near done, mate," Klaus warned.
Enzo pulled his face off her pussy long enough to reply, "Neither am I."
"Me either!" the giddy stripper added, briefly raising her hand. Caroline's clit twitched painfully as Enzo's tongue gently circles her throbbing little bud. Klaus bit her neck hard over and over, leaving sharp imprints in his wake. Enzo pushed three fingers in her sopping pussy, making her cry out. She held her eyes closed and surrendered to the overwhelming sensations. She had a cock deep in her ass, a mouth on her clit, fingers in her pussy, a mouth on her neck and two hands on her nipples. Life was good. Klaus and Enzo were lost as they pounded and ate her with abandon, all restraint long gone as they roughly fucked her.
Klaus' massive cocked hammered into her as Enzo's tongue circled her clit. Klaus let Enzo's hands replace his on her breasts as his moved to her hips, holding her still so all she could do was take it as he mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her ass at lighting speed. The intense sensations were too much. She spiraled down into a massive orgasm, covering Enzo's face in sweet, sticky liquid. Feeling himself fall off the edge, Klaus slammed into her as hard as he could from beneath her, idly thinking next time he'd put her on her hands and knees. They were in too deep not go all the way now. Enzo didn't stop his torture until Klaus finally stilled, Caroline's ass filled with his hot, salty come.
Enzo turned around and rested his head against the folded-down leg rest of the recliner, Klaus' and Caroline's legs spread wide enough to accommodate his slim frame. They all lay there breathing heavily, Caroline's pussy spasms slowly stopping, Klaus' cock deflating inside her ass. Enzo was the first to rise. He cracked his shoulders and rolled them up and down, shaking out his limbs. "Put her on the bed and spread her legs, mate. I'll have a go at her pussy," Enzo ordered in his sexy accent.
Klaus took his time getting up, but he did pick up their hooker and lay with her on the bed, holding her in his strong arms as he spread her legs wide, kissing her as he lay diagonally at her side. Enzo climbed on the bed and Caroline moaned in pleasure when his incredibly thick cock pushed all the way into her experienced pussy, his hands balancing on her knees. In no time at all, he was slamming into her while Klaus played with her clit and nipples, tongues dancing together. Neither man ever wanted to stop fucking this vivacious little toy, so happily at their mercy as he hammered into her in a punishing rhythm. "Go on, love. Let him feel you," Klaus whispered in her mouth before biting down on her lower lip. Enzo groaned when her tight pussy convulsed all around his cock. He filled her hole with liquid passion, fucking her brutally hard through both of their explosions. Klaus furiously attacked her clit until they were both panting at the end of their orgasms.
As he debated what to do next, Klaus idly wondered what her travel rates were. He let her rest against his chest as Enzo collapsed next to them. A few minutes passed and when Klaus looked over, his partner was out cold. Looking down, so was their hooker stripper. Klaus tugged a pillow down and set it under his head. Rolling onto his side, he spooned her and settled down to join them for a post-sex-haze nap.
An hour later, Klaus woke up to find Caroline sitting naked on Enzo's lap on the recliner sipping the most foul-smelling coffee known to man. Both men were still glad only in jeans, Klaus' black rosary and wolf's tooth dangling down his toned chest. He propped himself up on his elbows and beckoned Caroline to him with a nod. She smiled wide as she set down her putrid coffee. He lay down as she climbed on top of his lap. He tucked a messy, sweaty blonde tendril behind her ear before pulling her to him. The finance guru nearly gagged when his tongue touched hers, but she was worth it. Unbeknownst to him, the only person she'd kissed in years was her best friend and roommate, Davina. There was just something about him… Weird.
Humming appreciatively deep in his throat, Klaus pulled her head up by her hair and held her gaze. "On your knees. Hands on the edge of the bed. Enzo, take my place and eat her pussy while she sucks my cock," he said in his normally authoritative tone. Klaus got up and she and Enzo immediately took his directions to heart. Caroline reflected that perhaps "partner" wasn't as accurate as "underling with equal profit-sharing."
Enzo crawled beneath her, his legs bent at the knee, feet touching the sticky vinyl bedpost. Caroline supported herself on her palms as Klaus unzipped his designer jeans, freeing his already stiff cock. He'd gotten hard as soon as he felt her lips on his… even though her coffee taste reviled him to no end. If she came to NOLA, he'd get her French coffee with chicory from the Café du Monde. True, she was a hooker, but it worked for Richard Gere, right?
"Open your mouth and don't move your hands. Enzo, hold her still," Klaus commanded, tone pleasant though bossy. She was starting to think that was just how he talked.
"Glady. Get down here, gorgeous," Enzo said in his silky accent. He pulled Caroline's pussy down on top of his face, locking his arms around her hips as she settled down on top of him and opened her mouth to deep throat Klaus' enormous cock.
Caroline greedily lapped at the bottom of his cock as he slid in and out of her mouth. She swirled her head around and he suddenly tightened his hold on her curls, tilting her face up slightly to face him. "I want you to stay still while I fuck your throat. Can you do that for me, sweetheart? Hmm?" he cooed in his sexy British accent. Caroline smiled around his cock and nodded her head as much as she could. "Good girl," he said affectionately as he began to move. She moaned in the back of her throat when Enzo's strawberry lips latched around her clit, his tongue circling her little bud over and over as Klaus fucked her face at his own pace. He'd never met a woman who let him control her like this. Money goes a long way, and he bought the weekend package. Both men were past their inhibitions. It was game on.
Klaus closed his eyes as he pulled her hair tightly around his fist. Caroline looked up at his face as she sucked and licked his cock. He was enjoying her work as much as she was. She had the best job ever! She didn't know what he and Enzo did, but she'd bet it was boring as hell. Her lids slid down over her cerulean eyes as she swallowed his head over and over. Enzo pushed two fingers inside her dripping pussy and hooked them to hit her in the perfect spot to make her moan. He swirled his tongue around her clit, tasting her delicious nectar mixed with his salty seed as it coated his lips. This was, without question, the filthiest night of his entire life.
Caroline squealed when Klaus yanked her hair hard when she automatically turned her head to hit a different spot on his cock. She looked up at him underneath her heavily mascaraed lashes and saw him giving her an admonishing stare, shaking his head slightly. She fluttered her eyelashes at him, and he rolled his eyes. She was cute when she flirted, he'd give her that, and he'd never tire of the way her cherry lips spread wide around his cock as he fucked her slick throat. Her eyes rolled shut as she approached the edge.
Enzo furiously fucked her pussy with his fingers, circling her clit with his tongue. He twisted his muscular wrist to tickle her anus with his thumb before pressing into her. The extra stimulation sent her flying off a cliff as an orgasm shattered her. Klaus had to hold her head up by her hair when her elbows shook so much that she nearly slid forward off the bed. Enzo lapped up her juices as he teased her clit while it spasmed in the aftershocks of her explosion.
Once Caroline had come back to earth, Klaus paused his thrusts momentarily to snatch her pink plastic backpack off the cheap dresser. Tossing it to Enzo, who barely caught it with Caroline's pussy over his face, Klaus commanded, "Pick something and stick it in her ass. She seems to like that." The blonde hooker vehemently nodded her approval, triggering Klaus to rip her head back into place as he resumed his steady pace. He could have come anytime, but he was enjoying the show and drawing it out as long as he could.
Enzo slid out from under her to select a toy, settling behind her on his knees. She had plenty of fun things that he'd never seen outside a porno. He settled on one and pulled a large green rabbit vibrating dildo out of her bag. He held it up and wiggled his eyebrows at Klaus, who nodded. Yeah, Klaus was clearly the boss in the room. Caroline pushed herself up on her knees, keeping her shoulders leveled with Klaus' hips. Enzo lubed the toy up with minty gel and turned it on low as he touched it to her anus.
Caroline moaned and pushed back against the toy to encourage Enzo to penetrate her. Klaus clicked his tongue at them. "Enzo," he said in faux disappointment, "I want her kept still while I have my way with her. Do your job, mate."
Enzo pulled the toy away and landed a palm hard against her ass, making her jump. "You heard the man, gorgeous. No moving or you won't get this where you want it," he teased, slapping her other cheek just as hard.
Enzo pushed the toy an inch into her before Klaus interjected. "Not just yet. Do that again, but harder," he added with a devious smirk at Caroline's hungry eyes. Enzo shrugged and slapped her again. "You like that, sweetheart?" he asked softly as he fucked her face, increasing his rhythm. He had her head immobilized by her hair, so instead she blinked her baby blues in confirmation. Holding her gaze, he said to Enzo, "Again." Caroline yelped around his cock when Enzo slapped her hard enough to leave a bright red handprint. Smiling wide, Klaus said, "Give her one more and then fuck her with her toy." Caroline squealed happily as she got her last smack. "And keep her still for me," he added with a wink to the beautiful woman on her knees before him.
"Best do as he says, gorgeous," Enzo teased, smirking at Klaus' glare. "Gets a bit testy when he doesn't get his way." His smile widened at the death stare the dirty blonde executive was sending his way.
Never one to be one-upped, Klaus looked down to Caroline and shrugged. "He's right." As he predicted, Caroline giggled around his cock. She liked his attitude. "Enzo here knows not to upset the boss." Enzo shot him a look of pure hatred before pressing the toy into her ass. "You like it how it feels; don't you, love?" Klaus asked, reaching down to pinch a nipple. She sucked harder and blinked her confirmation. "How many fucking times have you come tonight? Hmm?" She shrugged, hands firmly holding her up on the edge of the bed as Klaus fucked her face. "Do all your dates fuck you like we do?" Caroline pulled her eyebrows together and minutely shook her head side to side. No, they definitely did not.
"What about this?" Enzo asked from behind as he pressed the bunny attachment against her clit, vibrations jolting through her pussy. "You like when I play with your pussy, gorgeous?" Caroline's eyes slid closed as pleasure shot through her, pushing her higher and higher. He moved the rabbit in and out of her tight ass in a punishing rhythm. "Do you like it when I fuck you in the ass?" Klaus smirked at Enzo and nodded his hand, answering in Caroline's place. Enzo smirked back and wiggled the bunny around her clit until she was steadily moaning around Klaus' cock as he again increased his pace, approaching his own edge. "You want it harder?"
"I think she does, mate. Give it to her," Klaus replied for her. Enzo sped up, making her moan, vibrations rumbling deep in her throat where Klaus' cock hit her over and over. "Oh, I think she can take more than that, can't you, love?" he asked with an evil grin. She blinked again when Enzo fucked her hard, deep and fast. Enzo pressed the bunny up against her clit as far as it would go, mercilessly wiggling it up and down on her exposed bud, setting the vibration higher.
Caroline's legs began to shake, and she forced her whole body to freeze. Unfortunately, that included her mouth and Klaus had been enjoying her swirling tongue. He yanked her hair hard enough for her to pop her eyes open. "Keep sucking my cock," he commanded. "I don't care if you're about to come. You suck until I come and then you swallow, hmm?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows at her happy blink as her sucking resumed full force. Klaus closed his eyes and let his head fall back when she closed her throat around his head over and over as he pumped in and out of her hot cherry mouth. "Make her come, Enzo," he groaned out, dangerously close to finishing before she did.
"Gladly. Take it for me, gorgeous," Enzo cooed, slapping her ass hard on each cheek as he thrust in and out of her ass, vibrations on max speed. "Go on, that's a good girl," he encouraged as she screamed around Klaus' cock, orgasm ripping through her as he harshly fucked her ass and attacked her clit. Klaus groaned, control starting to slip away. Enzo fucked her hard until she stopped coming… and then he fucked her harder. When she whimpered, he spanked her several times before pushing the bunny down with his finger, circling it hard and fast on her swollen clit. "I'll stop when you finish off my friend here and not before, so do a good job for him, Caroline. Suck his cock as hard as I'm fucking your ass," he said as he slammed in and out of her, hitting her deep and dirty.
"Fuck, Caroline, just like that," Klaus panted, yanking her hair hard as she came again. "There's a good girl. Keep doing that, fuck," he growled as he finally shot his come down her throat, Enzo furiously fucking her ass and destroying her clit. She squirted all over the cheap comforter as another orgasm electrocuted her, making her scream and scream and scream, Klaus' cock emptying down her eager throat. "Swallow it for me, love, good girl," he praised when he felt her throat clench and release, his seed sliding down her esophagus. Klaus nodded at Enzo to stop, which he did, slowly pulling the dildo out of her freshly fucked ass, dragging the bunny down her clit on the way out. Klaus released her hair and she collapsed on the bed.
Klaus laughed out loud at the look of pure elation on her face when he rolled her over, climbing on top of her and caging her in between his elbows. "Did you like that, sweetheart?" he cooed, kissing her and biting her lower lip. She looked up at him and nodded, lids heavily hooded as exhaustion threatened to claim her, wrists on either side of her blonde curls. Klaus kissed her deeply, his bare chest pressing down on her bare breasts, her pebbled nipples grazing his skin with her barbells. Enzo walked into the tiny bathroom and they heard the shower turn on as Klaus and Caroline made out on the cheap motel bed.
Several minutes passed while Klaus kissed her senseless, idly wondering if she kissed all of her dates. Probably not. He pulled up and smiled down at her fondly. "We can shower in the morning. For right now, I think it best we get some sleep." With a mischievous smirk, he leaned down to nip her lower lip hard, making her gasp. He looked at her, assessing her age. He and Enzo were in their early 30s. He guessed Caroline must have been around a decade younger. Inwardly shrugging, he teased her. "You have a long shift tomorrow," he said, wiggling his eyebrows at the young blonde.
"You're the boss," Caroline giggled, biting her lower lip as she crawled onto his bare chest, laying her head on his feather bird tattoo.
"Damn right," Klaus confirmed, kissing her on the top of her blonde curls as he settled in for the night. She was exhausting and it was only the first night…
A/N What do you guys think? Do we need day two? I'm thinking Davina shows up with party favors…