The Island Ch. 05 - Final

The loud beeping of the oven timer beckoned Angie back to the kitchen. She pulled the cookies and carefully moved them from the pan to a cooling rack. There were stacks of baked goods everywhere. Cookies, muffins, scones, bread, if it could be baked, she'd baked it. She hated to admit it, but she was going to have to find another outlet, this was getting crazy. Tomorrow was the day. She'd be graduating officially. She wouldn't take the BAR exam until July, but her nerves were already shot.

She started spooning raw dough onto the pan, but she didn't even make it halfway through when someone grabbed her from behind. She gasped preparing to scream but a hand clamped over her mouth cutting off any sound she might have made. Her heart rate catapulted, and she immediately began to fight the hold but the person holding her was much larger and stronger than she was.

"Shhh, Baby Sister, don't you know resistance is futile?"

She sighed and sagged with relief and he released her. "That was mean," she said slugging him in the arm. He grinned and rubbed the place where she hit him, and she sighed again and threw her arms around him.

"Jesus, Rhett, you scared me."

"Ah, the adrenaline rush is good for you."

"I don't think it is," she huffed, "What are you doing here, you said you wouldn't be here until tomorrow."

"Surprise!" He grinned, and she smiled. "Come on, aren't you happy to see me?"

She moved back into his arms and laid her head against his chest. "I'm so happy to see you. I missed you!"

"I missed you too, Baby." He squeezed her tight and then lifted her off of her feet. Automatically she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"What's with all the baking Ang, you didn't tell me it had gotten this bad."

"I didn't want you to worry."

"I worry, it's what I do."

"I know you do, and I don't want to make it worse."

"Ang!" He growled, and it sent a shiver up her spine. She loved that sexy growl. Her body pulsed with need and her tension melted warming her all the way to her core. She put her lips against the tendon on his neck and sucked hard.

"Turn off the oven, Rhett." she whispered, "I have a better stress relief in mind." Just having him there made her feel so much better. For the last three years he'd been there for everything she needed. He and Dane both had. Even when they were half a world away, they called to check on her, sent her things to make her smile, and visited as often as they could.

"Yeah?" He grinned and carried her down the hall, "What do you have in mind?"

He knew exactly what she had in mind because he carried her to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. He came down on top of her pressing her into the soft bed as his lips found hers. His tongue stroked hers as his hand slid under her loose t-shirt. His hand slid roughly over her lace covered breast and around behind her in a fruitless search for the clasp. That made her giggle.

"Don't laugh, I'm like a starving man," he growled.

"Oh please, you're not starving. You've been all over the tabloids with that actress. Mimi Whatserface." She said but it wasn't an accusation. They all dated other people it was necessary. Mostly she was teasing him like she always did.

"First of all, that is an arrangement, there's no sex there. And second of all, I'm starving for you, no one else even comes close."

"Ah, I love you too." She kissed him, "You're full of shit, but I love you anyway." She giggled and pulled the t-shirt off. She pointed at the clasp in the front right between her breasts. She snapped it open and pulled the cups away and he sighed making her laugh again. He put his face right in between and she laughed harder and pushed her breasts together against him. When he started to motorboat, she screeched and squirmed. He relented and moved sucking first one and then the other. His hands cupped the globes just firmly enough for her to feel. He always knew just how to touch her. She sighed and relaxed back into the bed. She let him play enjoying the sensation for a moment before she pulled his shirt over his head, so she could touch him too. His didn't come off as easily he had to unbutton the cuffs but once it was gone, she ran her hands over the hard, muscled expanse.

She should take her time and touch and tease, but she just couldn't. She was dying for him too.

"It was too long this time." she groaned. Her hands shook as she pulled his belt free and shoved his slacks down.

"Easy Baby, I'm here now." She reached for his cock, but he caught her wrist. Her eyes flashed up to his and he held her gaze for a long moment before reaching down and yanking her yoga pants off. He surged into her without any hesitation and she cried out as she convulsed around him.

"Oh God Rhett." Her body shook with release as he surged into her over and over sliding her up the bed with each thrust.

"Let me," she panted, and he rolled so she was on top. She sat up and he couldn't resist sliding his hands over her exposed body. Her body undulated as she rode him. She took him hard and fast because that's what she needed. He pinched her nipples hard and she came again, her nails dug into his chest as she continued to move, her eyes were clenched tight as she moaned and bucked. He'd seen her like this before and he didn't like it. After she rode out the orgasm, she surprised him by moving off of him and taking his cock in her mouth. She didn't care that he was coated in her cream, she sucked him deep, hard and fast. It was another indicator of her stress level, but he didn't have the willpower to stop her. It felt too good. She took him right over the edge with out much effort. She opened her mouth and showed him her cum coated tongue before she swallowed, and it made him smile but the smile fell quickly.

"Why didn't you tell me it had gotten this bad?"

"I'm fine."

"You're not."

"I am."

"Ang, I can tell, now level with me." He knew what the problem was. He'd seen it in her before. She got stressed, she didn't sleep, and it became hard for her to climax and soon the stress and sexual frustration made her do something reckless.

She sighed and pulled the sheet from the bed around her. "It's not a big deal, I've just had finals and mom and dad coming and... you know."

"You haven't dated?"

"One night stands aren't worth the effort."

"What happened to the friends with benefits guy?"

"He got a girlfriend."

"Vibrator?"

"It doesn't really help."

"Damn it, Angie, you should have told me!"

"Told you what? That I need you to come and fuck me? Please, it's not a big deal. I'm fine and you were busy."

"I'm never too busy for you and you damn well know it." He didn't mean to yell but he was frustrated.

"What did I miss?"

Dane's voice made both of them turn to the door.

"Dane!" Angie jumped off the bed leaving the sheet behind and threw herself into Dane's arms. He caught her easily.

"Hey, Baby Sister, you're looking gorgeous as always, but I especially like it when you greet me naked." His hands slid down her back, over her butt and he hoisted her up.

"I can't believe you guys started without me." He grumbled, but Angie was already pushing his overcoat off his shoulders and loosening his tie. She kissed him while she stripped him of everything within reach. "What's up, baby girl?"

"What do you mean?" Angie released him and slid back to her feet.

"See even Dane can tell," Rhett grumbled. He'd unlocked a trunk by the wall and he was taking out coils of rope.

"What's going on?" Dane looked between the two of them.

"Rhett thinks I'm wound too tight, but I'm fine." She yelled the last over her shoulder at Rhett even as she pulled open Dane's belt. She shoved his pants down and fell to her knees she took his cock in her mouth and he groaned.

"Holy Hell that feels good." He groaned but Rhett caught his eye and he knew his brother was right. Angie was always hot and willing be she wasn't usually aggressive unless something was bothering her.

He buried his hand in her hair but hesitated just a moment before he stopped her. One moment became two and then he couldn't stop her. His brain had ceased its function.

No one could turn him to mush the way she could. She sucked hard and deep and yet managed to work all his sensitive places with her tongue and her lips. It felt so good. He couldn't even move let alone stop her. He closed his eyes and tried to block the burn building at the base of his spine he wasn't ready for this to end yet, but his body didn't care. His muscles overcame the clench and spasmed shooting his sperm to the back of her throat. She eased up just down to the head of his dick and sucked the jizz straight from the tip. His cock tingled and pulsed, and he groaned while she continued, licking now rather than sucking, and he had to fight to keep his knees from buckling.

"Oh Baby, you're so amazing at that," he sighed, and she laughed. He pulled her back to her feet and kicked off the shoes and pants pooled at his ankles.

Rhett was right, and he knew what he had in mind. He ran his hands over Angie's soft smooth skin. "Have you been wearing the harness?"

"Not lately," she admitted. He took the silk rope from Rhett and wound it around her body. He bound her hands against her and she didn't complain.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, and she smiled. "We're going to make you feel a lot better."

She wanted to argue that she was fine yet again, but she wasn't fine, and she knew it. Instead she sighed and surrendered to both of them.

Rhett sat down on the foot of the four-poster bed. "We're Family Baby sister and rule number one is we're there for each other."

"I thought rule number one was don't get caught." She smirked at him and he smiled but it fell quickly.

"You have to trust me, trust us, to take care of you."

"I do."

"You don't."

Her hands were bound but she moved forward and straddled him on the bed. She kissed him and looked into his eyes.

"Look at me, do you think there's any way in the world I'd let you tie me up if I didn't trust you to take care of me? I trust you with everything, but you can't handle everything for me. I can't call you every time I need to get laid or you'd have to be here every day."

"Would that be so bad?" He asked softly, and she pulled back and looked at him surprised.

"What?"

"Rhett," there was warning in Dane's voice, "now is not the time."

"He's right." Rhett sighed and put his hands on her cheeks and kissed her. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth. "First we're going to help you relax." He eased her off his lap and stood.

"Bend over, Baby." Angie bent over the end of the bed and the first slap took her by surprise.

"Oh." She gasped and fisted her hands against the rope. The next slap was on the other side of her ass. He hit her again on each side and she clenched her eyes shut. It wasn't the first time he'd spanked her, but it was different this time. The heat should be spreading by now, she should be on the brink of orgasm, but she wasn't. It wasn't arousing it was just painful. She stood and looked at him with tears in her eyes, the tears weren't from the pain only disappointment.

"I don't think it's going to work this time, Rhett. Maybe we should stop."

"I didn't tell you to stand," he growled, and shoved her roughly back to the bed. He slapped her ass again and she gasped.

"Dane, please secure our baby sister so that she knows she is not to move." She felt Dane thread rope through rings at her waist. Out of curiosity she tried to lift but the rope wouldn't let her move. She could see Rhett when he walked beside the bed. He was still naked and as she watched he picked up the belt she'd yanked out of his pants a short time before.

The belt was a lot more painful than his hand. She gasped and tried to move and that's when she realized her feet were secured as well. They were spread far enough that her pussy was exposed. She was suddenly very unsure. Her heart began to pound. Was Rhett really angry with her? He seemed frustrated, but he wouldn't take that out on her, would he?

The leather made a loud crack as it slapped her bare skin and she gasped again. "Stop. It's too much."

He didn't stop, the belt burned across her upper thighs and stole her breath. She clenched her eyes as well as her teeth and then she felt it, the tingle began to spread. It tingled up her inner thighs to her pussy lips. Only the lips tingled it wasn't enough. The belt lashed again, this time across the fleshy part of her ass. The tingle spread down from there and her legs shook. Everywhere that had previously been burning was now tingling.

She felt a tongue slide between her nether lips the sensation was much more intense thanks to the added blood flow, but she couldn't close her legs even if she'd wanted to. The tongue licked away her cream before moving up and burrowing into her tight channel. When he moved up and licked over her sensitive anus she shivered. She felt the prob of a lube covered finger and clenched her muscles just to see what happened. A hand slapped her burning ass and she nearly came from the rush of tingling sensation she cried out and something significantly larger than a digit slid into her ass. He rocked it back and forth and a new rush of wetness flooded her.

"Please oh please." She begged no one in particular. She felt her legs being moved but she didn't open her eyes until someone slid underneath her.

Dane's hand on her burning ass as he positioned her made her whimper but when he slid his cock deep, she cried out. It felt so good it was nearly indescribable. She felt the plug slide from her body, replaced immediately by a much larger dick. Rhett pushed in slowly and she heard him groan. She understood the sentiment she could feel them everywhere, she could even feel the hair on his legs touching her sensitive skin and then he spanked her again. She bucked involuntarily but all that did was make everything move. Both cocks within her as well as her clit rubbing against Dane. It was all too much. She screamed as she came, and both men moved hard and fast in rhythm, when one pulled out the other pushed in. Her orgasm rolled and pulsed in a never-ending ebb and flow as both men continued in sync. They didn't let up until they came one after the other. Dane came deep within her, but Rhett pulled out and spilled his seed across her burning, tingling ass. He rubbed the cum into her skin and it only made the tingling more intense. She couldn't hold still and when he was finished, Rhett backed away and Dane rolled her onto her back. He pulled out and immediately licked her clit. She moaned and squirmed but he didn't let up and then Rhett joined him. She couldn't remember them ever doing that before. They were each holding down a leg even as she bucked and squirmed until she came again, hard. Rhett moved to the bathroom and she heard the water running. Dane unbound her and lifted her into his arms.

"I love the ropes, Dane. I love the harness, but it doesn't feel the same when you're not the one to put it on me." She confessed in a whisper.

"It's okay, Baby Sister." He kissed the end of her nose as he carried her to the bathroom. The giant bathtub was about half filled and Dane stepped with her into the water. Rhett followed, and she sat draped across both of them.

Rhett didn't say anything for a long time and finally he asked, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

She looked up at him surprised and then she laughed. "I feel really good Rhett, you were perfect. You're always perfect." She kissed him, and he sighed and leaned back against the tub.

"I'm so glad you guys are here. I thought you weren't coming in until tomorrow."

"I thought Dane would beat me here."

"Got held up with the 'rents."

"They're not here, are they?" Angie sat up quickly.

"What are you crazy? No way. I stuck them in a hotel, so they could be someone else's problem." Dane grinned, and Angie relaxed again.

"Is that what's got you so stressed?" Rhett asked quietly.

"No, yes, it's a combination of everything really," she sighed.

"You should know..." Dane hesitated, and she looked up at him. "They're throwing a party, it's supposed to be a surprise, but I don't want you to be blindsided."

"Ugh, Why?"

"So, she can brag to all her friends."

"I'm really not interested in her social standing."

"I know, just humor her please. It will keep her off your back for a while." Dane pled, and she sighed.

"Yeah okay fine." She turned and straddled him in the water. "You'll do the harness for me? Under my dress, and under my cap and gown?"

"Of course," he grinned.

Angie had never been fond of parties, the fact that this one was in her honor did not make it any better. She'd played the dutiful daughter to a T made the rounds and drank champagne. Now she was ready to leave. She didn't know whose house she was in, but she knew she had a driver waiting. She could be home in an hour. The only thing that kept her from making her escape was the fact that Rhett and Dane were still here. They were making the rounds as dutiful sons and the charming playboys that they were. She could see Rhett laughing while a blond in a short skirt rubbed up against him like a cat. He was sex on legs he attracted every female in a fifty-mile radius. She was used to it, but she didn't have to like it. She looked for Dean instead, but she didn't see him anywhere. She bit the bullet and approached Rhett.

"Ah, it is the woman of the hour, my brilliant baby sister." He slid his arm around her in what she was sure looked like a very brotherly hug. She appreciated the contact.

"It's been a long day, I'm going to call it a night."

"Ah, I'll walk you out." He looked back at the group of people he'd been talking to and said, "Excuse me."

She was mildly surprised when he actually led her toward the entryway, she'd expected him to stall. "Aren't you enjoying the party?"

"I'm tired."

"Of course, tell me what do you think of my new house?"

"This is your house?" She laughed, "Why do you need an estate in California?"

"I've been thinking of spending more time here."

"Oh really?" A hopeful sensation welled up within her.

"I have commissioned a wing for you if you'd like to spend some time out of the city." He winked at her and she smiled.

"A wing for me, that's very generous."

"You can give it some thought." He led her into the entry way past the party guests still loitering.

"Before you go how 'bout a tour?"

"What?"

He nudged her into a coat room beside the front door and shut the door behind him. He took her by the hand and led her to a set of shelves. "I've had so much fun customizing this place, you wouldn't believe." He grinned and placed her hand on one of the shelves. The entire case separated from the wall with a quiet click. Rhett pulled it back and it revealed a hallway behind.

"A secret passage way?" Angie giggled, but quickly stepped inside. Rhett pulled the door closed behind them.

"Oh, it's secret passages and so much more." Rhett's smile was pure mischief as he laced their fingers and pulled her down the corridor.

"I've been working on this for ages. It's completely soundproof and completely wired. Every painting is a screen." He stopped and pressed a button and a screen lit up showing a view of the party goers still milling about, complete with sound.

"The eavesdropping is a bonus," she laughed.

"Damn right, video too." He led her to a doorway and once again place her hand on a panel. The door opened to a stairway.

"Is this my wing?" She laughed.

"No but your wing has an entrance, as does Dean's and mine."

The significance of what he was saying dawned on her and she looked at him. He smiled and took her hand again. He led her down the stairs to yet another door. He opened this one himself and stepped into a living room. Dean was sitting on the end of a sectional sofa with his legs crossed. His tie hung loose around his neck and his shirt was part way unbuttoned.