Tommy's Night Terrors, Revisited

When she gets home to the suite, Tommy is back to being terrified. It's not that she thinks Nick will get hurt, but she's very aware he COULD get hurt. She lets herself into the suite, tosses her handbag onto the table, and sticks the envelope of her winnings in with the rest of the cash they have on hand. As she walks down the hallway toward the bedroom, her phone rings; her heart leaping when she sees it's Nick calling, almost light-headed as she answers it. "Nicki, baby, are you okay?"

His voice crackles with static, the connection bad. "I'm okay, baby. Are you okay?"

She wants to be strong for him, so she pauses before she answers. "I'm okay. I'm occupying my time. I played some cards, won a little money."

"Good for you." She can hear traffic in the background. "I will be home as soon as I can. Any word from Bailey and Sarah?"

"I've been letting them have their time," Tommy says. "I don't want to worry them."

"If you need to see them, maybe blow off some steam," he says, concerned for her.

Tommy sighs. "I did get an offer from the dealer and her girlfriend," she says.

"And you said no?" he asks, playfully. She can tell he's trying to cheer her up.

Tommy pauses, almost afraid to ask. "Are you- safe?"

"As safe as I can be." Nick's not used to giving details on what he's doing, but he know how worried she is. "I'm heading to a hotel with a partner, and we're going to pick up the people we need to, and then we're getting out of here."

"Okay." She feels tired, worried, and frustrated. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Tommy," Nick answers, voice tender. "See you soon."

"Yah." She chokes up a little as the line goes quiet, Nick hanging up to go do whatever he's doing.

She strips off her clothes, dropping them right there in the hallway, and heads into the master bath, turning on the hot water and pouring almost an entire bottle of apple-cinnamon bath powder into the tub. As the tub fills, she stands in front of the mirror, looking at herself. She can feel the old depression rising, the self-doubt, the ****-installed self-disgust. A part of her wants to be self-destructive, to go back out, to drink, to throw herself at someone at one of the local clubs. Instead, she shakes herself and lowers herself into the bubble-filled water.

She drifts off, no idea how much time has passed, an unpleasant anxiety dream forming. She's awakened by an unexpected kiss, soft warm lips pressed against hers, gentle, loving.

Her eyes snap open to see Bailey leaning back from the edge of the tub, Sarah standing behind her in the bathroom door. Bailey smiles at Tommy's confused expression, then leans back to hold up a keycard for the suite. "Nicki gave it to me a while back," she explains. "I think he's been hoping I'd sneak in and jump you guys in the middle of the night."

"And here we are," Sarah laughs, pulling the band out of her braid and shaking her hair lose so the long black plaits fall over her shoulders. She holds up a bottle of wine and three glasses. "Nick told us you might need some company."

Tommy almost tears up. "Thank you," she whispers.

Bailey stands up, pulls her top off, freeing her breasts; she motions for Tommy to move over as she unbuckles her jeans and pulls them off so she's naked in front of the other women. Tommy slides to the side of the tub, making room, eyeing the pale curve of Bailey's belly as it meets the red curls of her pubic mound. Stepping into the tub, Bailey slides down and pulls Tommy close, Tommy feeling her lover's hands on her back as Bailey cuddles her close. Sarah pours a glass of wine for each of them, handing them to Bailey, then takes off her own pants, dropping them beside Bailey's. Both Bailey and Tommy sip their glasses as Sarah makes a show of sliding out of her top, running her hand down over her tummy to the swell of her slit, letting the girls glimpse her pussy as she pours herself a glass of wine as well. Then she joins them in the tub, the three of them luxuriating in the warmth of the water and the slickness of the bubbles. Bailey is rubbing Tommy's shoulders; Sarah leans back against the side of the tub, placing Tommy in between them. Tommy feels Sarah's soap-slick hand slide up her calf toward Tommy's rock-hard cock. Bailey nibbles on her neck as Tommy moans in pleasure, Sarah's hand on her, stroking her cock. Bailey's hands slide up to rub across Tommy's chest, then down into the water to join Sarah's. Tommy can feel both girls' skin, hotter somehow than the water, the contact all along her body, the stroking hands so intimate. She stares up into Sarah's brown eyes, reaches up to cup one of Sarah's breasts, fingers circling the nipple, Bailey's lips on her driving her insane. Turning in place enough to reach Bailey, Tommy grabs the scarlet waterfall of Bailey's hair, pulling her into a passionate kiss. Sarah's hand is pulling, pulling, pulling, Tommy's pre-cum leaking into the water in sticky ribbons.

"Oh, fuck," Bailey moans as Tommy's hand slides down to caress her pussy, fingers rubbing and playing with Bailey's nether lips. Sarah moves closer, her other hand joining Tommy's her fingers pressing into Bailey's cunt, stretching the redhead's body open. Tommy gives a little gasp as Bailey's hand leaves her cock, two of Bailey's fingers forcing gently into Tommy's tight ass. Tommy's hand moves from Sarah's tit down to brush against the heat of Sarah's twat, feeling Sarah's lower lips quiver as Tommy's knuckles brush against the taller girl's clit. The three of them are all moaning and rubbing against each other, sighs and groans, the room steamy from the hot water and now made steamier by their exhalations.

"Yes," Tommy hisses, her view through the soapy water giving her glimpses of both Bailey's bright red freckled cunny and Sarah's dark curls floating in the water. Sarah's hand is insistent, tugging and working, Bailey's pussy lips fluttering and squeezing Tommy's fingers. Suddenly, Sarah groans and leans into Tommy, thrusting her tongue into Tommy's mouth and holding her tight as Tommy loses herself in a rush of orgasmic pleasure, her cock releasing its milk into the swirling water being stirred up by their thrashing limbs. Sarah is right behind her, moaning into Tommy's mouth as she cums, too, pussy spasming. Bailey lasts a little longer, but soon succumbs as well to a toe-curling orgasm. The three of them are panting, entangled, kissing and touching each other lovingly.