by Dakota Gray
Her pupils a blown as she bites her lip then says, “No please?”
“Now.”
Surprise lights her face and she kind of melts into the couch. “That really turned me on.”
I place my palm flat against the valley between her breasts, “I see that,” then guide her until she flops onto the cushions.
“Shouldn’t we wait?” she whispers as though someone can hear us.
I kneel in front her. “I want you on my tongue now.”
She moans and I haven’t even begun. I can’t help but smile. Nina makes a disgusted sound. “You are so full of yourself.”
I grab her ankles and tug her to the edge of the couch. She willingly lies back on her elbows and laughs. “I hate you,” she mutters but I can hear her intake of breath as I draw my hands up the inside of her thighs.
“Our guests will be here in about fifteen minutes. You think that’s enough time to make you come twice?”
I drag my middle finger along her slit. She growls at me as an answer. I hold back my laugh to trail kisses up her leg. When her scent reaches me, I bite down and suck the sensitive skin where her pussy and thigh meet. She squirms. Any other time, I would tease her to the point of begging, but I want her hazy and sex drunk for what happens next. I put her on my tongue.
She’s slippery, hot and I never want another taste in my fucking mouth. I groan against the plump skin then suck. Nina curses me, and it’s the best thing ever because I can make this woman sexually frustrated. I can quiet that frustration with whatever I do next.
And I do soothe her, placing soft kisses against her pussy lips. I wait for her impatient wiggle. I know it’s there, simmering beneath her breathless moans. It’s right there when she rocks her hips, pushing her pussy into my face. Fuck, I’m in love with that reaction. I trace a circle around her clit, going faster with each passing swipe. She arches into the cushions. I glance up to see the soft flesh of her stomach, the dip right before the swell of her breasts form into the hard points of her nipples.
I close my eyes and let myself get lost in the taste of her, her moans and the way her hips undulate. She whimpers and the musky flavor of her come washes over my tongue. That’s one. I don’t know how much time we have left, but I don’t wait for her to come down. I add two fingers to drag out a second orgasm. Her inner walls quiver and squeeze my fingers. She’s so fucking hot and wet I lift my gaze to her face to watch her unravel. I use my thumb to roll her clit until she reaches between her legs to grasp hold of my wrist.
“Harder. Just like…” Nina rasps.
Her orgasm refuses to relent, arching her back, making her shudder until she bites her bottom lip and screams.
All I need is for her to breathe in my direction to come. I’m so fucking hard I’m surprised I’m not dizzy from all the blood draining to my cock. My phone buzzes. She lazily looks in the same direction. Only for a second do I consider ignoring the text.
“You ready?” I ask.
She moans in my general direction. I take that as a yes then check my phone. I manage to open the door before Davis can knock. I’d seen him in passing during the years Nate danced for Catdaddies. Those years feels like eons ago, taking him in now. The Davis I had known only ever wore plain shirts and denims. His hair always hung just below his shoulders. And he smiled at everyone and everything.
This Davis smirks, wears a suit, and the woman beside him, although attractive, appears to have stepped off an ad for yachts and expensive champagne.
Davis grins at me, and I can see the ghost of the man I once knew. He gives me a brodude hug that ends with a slap to my back.
“It has been a while,” he says, stepping into the living room. The woman beside him tucks her chin down to her chest, but I can see the blush working its way over her face. She’s probably thirty-ish, a natural blonde, pretty, and stacked.
I say to Davis, “The last time I saw you, you had frosted platinum tips in your hair.”
“Don’t remind me.” He motions to the woman. “Alex, I would like you to meet Tarek and Nina. They are…friends of mine.”
The woman blush deepens then gives us both an awkward two-finger wave. Nina rises from the couch, tying the robe closed. She gestures to the woman to come forward.
“They look like they want to catch up,” Nina says to Alex. “You look like you need a shot of liquor.”
“A little,” Alex laughs. “Dutch courage and all.”
Nina glances at me. “You can get set up in the room with Davis.”
The dismissal is subtle but clear. Nina loops her arm in Alex’s and the two women make their way to the small bar by the sliding door. A mini girl’s time isn’t what I imagined when Nina asked for a woman to participate. But to be fair, I was thinking with my dick.
I focus on Davis. The man has shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it on the love seat by the door. “She’s in charge?” he asks.
“I’m giving her the reins for the night.” Something niggles at me and I hold his gaze. “Free?”
“For you two.” He tilts his chin to the woman standing beside Nina. “She likes being watched. She also likes commands. There’s a lot that she likes that tonight, no matter how it turns out, will make her happy.”
My brows crawl up, but what can I say in response. “Since this is more of your area of expertise, should we do as Nina said and get settled into the room?”
“You know the way.”
I very much doubt the homeowners who rented out their beachfront property had orgies in mind…but then again, maybe they had. The bedroom is the highlight of the house. A king-sized bed is surrounded by bay windows that look out on the farthest point of the sea. Two loveseats, a dresser, and an ottoman fill the room. The wooden floors are a mix of dark and light wood. Sky blue paint covers the walls.
Before I can start chit-chat with Davis to kill time, Nina enters the room with Alex, holding the woman’s hand. They both have a glint in their eye when they look at me, but there’s something…soft between them when they exchange a glance.
I don’t know why that gaze makes my throat tight, but I’m getting really good at reading Nina. She wore a similar expression when she fed and charmed my friends who were there to check her out. She’s a Valkyrie. She chooses who gets her protection or who gets struck down. Alex gets the former for some reason. I’m so intrigued.
Nina passes us to stop at the end of the bed. She pats the edge. “Have a seat, Mr. Hunter.”
“Mr. Hunter?” Shit. My dick is about to escape my pants.
Behind me, Davis chuckles. Nina puts a finger to my mouth. “You, sir, can moan, grunt, curse, and that’s it. Unless you’re needed for anything else.” For a second, she looks at Alex for confirmation. “Agreed?”
Alex nods.
I turn to see Davis’s reaction. He puts his hands up in surrender and adds nothing to the short exchange. Within seconds, he takes command of one of the loveseats. He’s reading this situation better than I can. I settle onto the bed. Nina smiles. The small action is so benevolent, like a reward. I’m starting to get it.
She holds my gaze, pushing my chin up with her forefinger. “Are you ready for this, Mr. Hunter?”
Alex’s eyes are bright, and she’s worrying her bottom lip while her attention remains on Nina. What the fuck did they talk about when they were getting drinks? How did Nina become the ringleader to this sexual circus? I’m just wondering, not questioning if I should change the dynamics. Because who is this Nina? This one might ask me to walk barefoot over Legos, and I just might for a real kiss.
After another moment of hesitation, I nod. She tuts at me. “I need a verbal yes or no? Consent makes my panties wet.”
“Fuck, yes.” I’m so turned on. Had I known giving her complete control with sex would transform her into some kind of sexy-ass dominatrix, I would have called her mistress during our first conversation.
Nina looks to Alex and the other woman says, “For what you want, it might be better if he’s closer to the headboard.”
She smiles warmly. “You think?”
“Oh, yeah.” Alex bobs her head.
My heart kicks because they so fucking had a conversation that involved me. Before I can get nervous at what evil sexual plan Nina came up with, her mouth is on mine again, feathering her tongue along my bottom lip. The physical contact isn’t enough to do anything but make my skin feel tight.
Nina murmurs, depriving me of her mouth. “You heard her. Scoot back.”
I follow the directions and stop just before I’m at the headboard. I prop myself up on my elbows to keep both women in my view. Nina climbs on the bed, prowling towards me wearing a wicked smile I want to bite. I’m expecting her to straddle me, but she moves behind me. I lean forward to give her room then her legs cradle me. Her breasts are a soft cushion against my back. Her mouth is a whisper at my ear, and fuck. Fuck. I shiver.
Nina’s tongue flicks my earlobe. “Are you comfortable?”
“Yes.” If you ignore the way my dick is tenting the towel. “Are you?”
Nina lowers her voice, and I guess she only wants me to hear her say, “You’re always comfortable when you press against me. It’s unfair.” She doesn’t wait for me to reply. “Are you ready for the rules?”
“Shit, no. Fuck, yes.”
Her chuckle is the most bewitching sound I’ve ever heard. “Is that a ‘yes’, Mr. Hunter?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Now put your hands on my legs wherever is the most comfortable for you. That is rule number one. You can only touch me.”
That kind of narrows down the fantasies that’s about to play out. My mind plays back the short conversation we had about jealousy and what she really wanted, and now I can only guess after some thought, she has very strong opinions about what an orgy entails for us. “Okay,” I say and try to keep my wariness out of my voice.
“You can tell her to do anything, everything, but I have to approve first.”
That narrows things down even further, but this is Nina. Her imagination is equal to mine if not more inventive. “And what will you two be doing?”
“Is that your way of asking if Alex and I will be kissing, touching, fucking?”
Nina kissing another woman isn’t exactly a fantasy. Watching Nina do anything is. There’s just an X-factor about her. The way she walks across a room or how she smiles. Seeing, witnessing her kiss someone and decimating their world with her lips can tip me over to blindly aroused.
But I say, “Are you bi-curious?”
“I’m not,” Nina says at the same time Alex tells me, “I am.”
That puts a few more things back in the fantasy rotation, and at this point I am sure my balls are going to explode before anything can happen.
Nina’s breath tickles my nape. “What would you like Alex to do first?”
The woman’s wearing a thin, silky dress with a floral print. It doesn’t look like much, but it’s paired with diamond earrings and a matching bracelet. In the muted light of the room she looks in her mid-twenties.
If this situation was anything else, I probably wouldn’t have sex with Alex. She’s too eager and shy. An odd combination, especially with what we can do tonight. Yet this woman and Nina had a talk, and Nina held her hand as they entered the bedroom as though the other woman needed support or courage.
I let out a breath. “I don’t know.”
Nina shifts behind me, then whispers, “She wants to make us happy. She wants to be desired. I want…”
Though her pussy isn’t pressed up against my back, I know Nina is still wet, still needy. I tilt my head and try to see what she sees. The woman’s eagerness melts into something daring. Her shyness is just a front for passion she’s more than ready to show off, but the emotion colors her cheeks.
“Nina?”
I can barely hear her say, “I want her to get undressed.”
I don’t hesitate. “Take off your clothes.”
Alex’s gaze goes a little to the left of my shoulder. Nina’s cheek rubs against my ear as she nods. There’s no ceremony though. Alex grabs the hem of her dress and pulls it over her head. She’s naked underneath, and I had guessed wrong. She is not a natural blonde. Where Nina’s soft, Alex is all angles. She’s beautiful still and I can practically feel that in the way Nina gasps. I can’t be sure if her reaction is arousal or just the photographer in her, but every part of her is tense, just on the brink of breaking.
Nina nips my ear, her moan barely audible. “And now that you have a naked girl willing to do anything you want, what’s next?”
The answer is easy. Control is what Nina needs. It's what gets her off. “What do you want, Nina?”
“I get to pick?” She hums with approval and it slides down my spine. “You shouldn’t have, Tarek.” To Alex she says, “Look in the top drawer behind you and get a condom.”
I groan, and I don’t even know what she’s going to have the other woman do. The anticipation is getting to me. The way Nina’s thighs have tightened around me like all of this is too much and she can only hold onto me in any way she can. All of it just makes me wonder if I’ll come if Alex grazes her fingers over my dick.
But I so want to find out.
“Tarek, you can use your hands to unwrap your towel.”
I do then I have to bite my tongue to keep in the whimper. My cock is throbbing, so sensitive. Without having to be told, Alex gets on the bed. Her fingers are clumsy when she pulls the condom over my dick.
Nina moans and I can feel the noise in my tailbone. “You should have stroked him more. I can feel every one of his muscles and he’s so ready to come. Aren’t you, Tarek?”
Fuck. I am. “Yes,” I rasp.
“Suck him, Alex. No hands and make it really, really wet.”
I don’t know how I manage to not explode the moment Alex’s tongue rubs the tip of my cock, but all that I do, can do, is dig my fingers into Nina’s skin. Fucking temptress. Evil fucking vixen. This scenario would be ten times better if it was Nina’s mouth. Nina’s hands. Yet, knowing this is only happening because of Nina’s direction, her wanton desires makes the sensations ten times better. Alex takes half of my dick into her hot, wet mouth, and Nina licks the top of my ear.
“Hmmm,” Nina says, humming again and the noise vibrates through every inch of my body. “I wish that were me. I would have licked you from balls to tip. Teased you a bit more. It’s what you do to me. Doesn’t matter. Do you want Alex to put you in her throat…and moan?”
I think I say yes, because Alex is doing just that, blinding me with pleasure.
“That’s not good enough, is it? Alex, don’t just suck him deep. Keep him right there in the back of your throat until you gag a little.”
Nina sucks my neck, leaving kisses when the sensation transforms into a sting. Alex works my cock in and out. Every other stroke of her mouth is deep enough she gags. I can feel her throat try to work around my girth. My dick has never felt bigger, more potent and tempting.
Nina runs her fingertips up and down my chest. “Look at her mouth.”
Of course I have to, when her voice is so husky. Whatever lip gloss Alex wore is gone.
“Her lips are so pink, so swollen. Don’t you just want her to smack her lips with your cock?”
Now I do.
Nina whispers, “Do you want her to lick or suck your balls?”
“Both,” and the single word borders on begging.
“Tell her. You have my permission.”
“I’m going to come.” I don’t recognize my own voice. This sounds like a man right on the brink of whimpering…coming.
Then Nina says, “Stop, Alex.”
16
Tarek
* * *
“Fuck,” comes from Davis.
His voice is a jolt. I had forgotten the man existed.
Nina reaches down and draws her finger around my nipple. I shudder, unable to stop the involuntary reaction to her touch. My cock jerks, but there’s nothing because Alex stopped.
She breaks the kiss, her hand on my cheek and she says, “Alex, massage his balls.”
“Nina.” Fuck it. I sink my nails into her skin. It’s that or crawl out of my skin at the pleasure holding me hostage.
Nina practically purrs with satisfaction. “If I let her suck you again, will you let me know when you’re about to come?”
I look away from her dark gaze. “Fuck, no.”
“Rude,” she shoots back. “And for that you will only get licks.”
As Alex has been taking notes, she licks me from my sac and ends at the tip of my cock. She flicks her tongue over the slit and I try not to scream. Then back down and up. And again. And again.
“What would you give for her to just kiss the tip? Nina’s voice is husky like when we have sex. “Suck you in and hum when you hit the back of her throat.”
My hips have a mind of their own and they try to follow the trail of Alex’s tongue. The only thing my brain can filter in is Nina and how much I need a mouth, a hand, anything around my dick.
I’m man enough to admit I whimper. Whenever I do, Nina squirms behind me and moans.
“Tarek,” Nina whispers in my ear.
Who knew the woman with a twinkle in her eye when she laughs was a fucking sadist? “Fuck you.”
“Don’t you think Alex deserves a reward?” She chuckles at my silence. “Davis, what do you think?”
I glare at the man who laughs softly for a second. “I think I’m so very happy I’m not Tarek right now.”
I’m going to murder Davis once I can walk again. My balls are pretty sure that’s never, but I’m willing to be an optimist in a cynical world.
“Men,” Nina says, and I know she means the exasperation layered in her voice. “What do you want, Alex?”