Nobody spoke for a few minutes, but Alice was aware of activity behind her – she suspected it was the two men mouthing plans to one another and using their hands to emphasise their meaning. Though she wasn’t sure why they were bothering to keep it from her if they thought she already knew what was going to happen. Perhaps they’d changed the plan.
Seconds later, her ordeal began. Only it wasn’t an ordeal. That made it sound bad, and what Alice was experiencing was the complete opposite. Jeremy and Ethan were touching her, lightly. The tips of their fingers swept over the back of her body, from head – well, neck – to toe. Gentle caresses that made her want to writhe madly and had all the tiny hairs on her skin standing up on end. The men continued this for some time, until she was quivering with anticipation. Although by that point her entire body had become an erogenous zone, she couldn’t help but wonder when they were going to touch her between her legs, or on her breasts. But she kept quiet – they were running the show, and if past experience was anything to go by, whatever they had planned would be well worth the wait.
Soon, the men upped the ante. They replaced their hands with their mouths. Kissed, licked, and nibbled their way over the skin they’d already sensitised with their fingers. Alice began to wish she was sitting down. All the stimulation was giving her shaky legs. And, despite the fact they hadn’t even been close to it yet – except for Jeremy’s earlier brief touch – her pussy was so wet that juices were leaking down the insides of her thighs. She pressed her legs together to stop the trickle going any further, and to try and get some stimulation on her severely neglected clit.
‘Hey!’ Jeremy said, slapping her arse. ‘We’ll have none of that. Trying to get yourself off. Just for that, you can wait a little longer until we touch you where you really need it.’
Alice hung her head. Shit. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could wait. It wasn’t the first time they’d both teased her before letting her climax, but before, the teasing had been more direct – her tits, her pussy, her thighs. This was just torture. The closest they’d currently got to her pussy was her arse cheeks. Part of her wanted them to start spanking her bum and thighs – at least the pain would transport into the kind of intense pleasure that might eventually make her climax. If she was lucky.
She arched her back, hoping the sight of her plump backside being thrust out would tempt one of them. Ethan laughed. ‘Mate, look at this. She’s desperate. Gagging for it. Begging us without using any words. Clever girl. Shall we put her out of her misery?’
Aiming another slap at her arse cheek, Jeremy then moved around to the side of the ladder and looked at her face. ‘Is that what you want, Alice? You want to be fucked?’
Past the point of caring whether she came across as desperate or not, she nodded eagerly.
Jeremy chuckled. ‘I thought so. But here’s another question for you. Which one of us would you like? Me? Ethan? Or maybe both?’
Alice’s eyes widened at the final option, and Jeremy’s smile grew wider. He moved his head so he could see his friend, and said, ‘I think we have our answer, Ethan. You should have seen her face when I suggested both of us. You ready?’
Alice looked over her shoulder at Ethan, who was nodding.
‘All right if I go first? You’ve had her before, after all. I haven’t.’
‘Of course. Be my guest. Just make sure she can still stand up when you’re done, OK?’
‘I can’t promise anything, but I’ll do my best.’
She breathed out heavily, hoping the men wouldn’t recognise it as a sigh of relief. She’d thought they were both going to fuck her at the same time. And, as hot as that notion was, she wasn’t sure she was ready for it. Not just yet.
Jeremy untied her left wrist, while Ethan took care of the right. Then Jeremy moved behind her again and put his hand on her back, pushing her into a bent-over position. She grabbed one of the steps for leverage. Somehow, she thought she was going to need it.
She felt Jeremy’s hand slip between her legs and part her labia. He dipped a finger into her wetness and let out a hiss. ‘Fucking hell – she’s soaked! And red hot. God, I can’t wait to get inside there.’
Alice heard the unmistakable sound of clothes being removed and dropped onto the floor. Then the blunt head of Jeremy’s cock pressed against her pussy lips. She resisted the urge to force herself back onto his shaft, suspecting that he’d just tease her further if she did. Anticipation made her breathless as she waited for the Lord of the Manor to shove his thick cock inside her aching pussy.
Jeremy grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip of it up and down Alice’s wet slit, bumping against her clit with each stroke. Her teeth dug even harder into her lip. She knew he was doing it on purpose, trying to break her. But he wouldn’t succeed, not this time.
‘Oh fuck it!’ With that exclamation, Jeremy slid inside Alice’s cunt in one slick movement. Once he was buried balls deep in her, she clenched her internal walls, determined to try and tease him like he’d teased her. He responded by shunting inside her even more, leaving her gasping.
Leaning on her back and reaching around to press a fingertip to her clit, Jeremy murmured into her ear. ‘No more holding out, Alice. If you need to come, then come. The more times the better, in my opinion.’ He gave a husky laugh, then straightened and grabbed her hip with his free hand.
As he started to find his rhythm, thrusting in and out of her, he pressed her clit against her body. Alice was extremely glad that he’d allowed her to come how and when she liked, because the way he was touching her was already pushing her rapidly towards climax. She joined him in his thrusts, rocking back as he came forward, making his balls slap against her heavily and wrenching multiple moans and groans from both their lips.
Alice had been so engrossed in fucking – or, more accurately, being fucked by – Jeremy for the first time that she’d almost forgotten about Ethan. Suddenly her peripheral vision picked him up as he moved to one side of the ladder, watching her face as she was screwed by his best friend. Then he leant through the gap between the handrail and the steps and kissed her, hard. He possessed her mouth thoroughly, forcing his tongue between her lips and seeking hers. She didn’t think she could possibly be any more turned on, but having Ethan take her mouth that way while Jeremy was fucking her pussy and stroking her clit made her feel supremely desirable. And powerful. The result was a fresh jolt of arousal that buzzed through her body, before centring on her clit. Jeremy groaned as her muscles clamped around him once more.
Had her mouth not been occupied, Alice would have apologised. But the tiny part of her brain which was still able to function reached the decision that it was a ridiculous thing to do in the situation. After all, what man wouldn’t want a tight, clenching pussy wrapped around his cock? Certainly not the two she was currently playing with, she decided.
Then, as though they’d communicated somehow, Ethan deepened their kiss and Jeremy increased the speed at which he stimulated her clit and pounded into her, both at the same time. Alice took it in her stride – kissing Ethan back just as passionately, and rutting back onto Jeremy’s eager prick. Then all she could think about was the pleasure she was feeling. She could hardly discern where – or who – it was coming from, but all she knew for sure was that with a few more strokes of Jeremy’s fingers, she would be undone. Tensing her inner muscles repeatedly, Alice decided she was going to try her hardest to take him with her.
As soon as the blissful tingling feeling started in her abdomen, she pulled away from Ethan. He looked confused for a moment, but when she sucked in a hasty breath and rolled her eyes back in her head, it seemed he understood. The sensations that crashed through her grew steadily more powerful, keeping her teetering on the edge for what seemed like for ever, until, finally, Jeremy gave her clit a swift pinch and sent her tumbling over it.
Alice was vaguely aware of the noises she was making, but she didn’t really care. The rest of her was much more occupied by the delicious feeling of the climax t
hat ripped ferociously and blissfully through her body, leaving her bucking and twitching in its wake. She slowly, slowly, started to come back to reality as the orgasm waned. Just in time for Jeremy to remove his hand from her clit and grip her hips hard, pushing his shaft faster and deeper until he let out a roar and spilled his own release. She gasped as she felt his cock twitch and spurt powerfully inside her and he relaxed his hold on her hips. She was going to have marks there later, she was sure of it.
Finally, Jeremy slumped over her just long enough to press a warm kiss to the back of her neck, then pulled away, leaving her empty and leaking. She was about to make a comment about making a mess of the vintage carpet, when Ethan pulled his cock from his trousers and underwear and moved behind her.
Within seconds he had hold of her shoulders and was rocking her back and forth on his prick like she was a rag doll. He then shifted a hand and wrapped it in her hair, pulling her head back. He tugged just enough that little shockwaves of pain danced across her scalp, but not so much that it truly hurt.
Watching Alice and Jeremy had clearly affected Ethan as it wasn’t long before he was muttering expletives and emptying his balls into her pussy. He pulled out quite rapidly, and Alice was surprised – and a little miffed – that he hadn’t at least attempted to make her come before he did. When he dropped to his knees and turned her around, she understood. Ethan knelt in front of her and pressed his hands to the insides of her thighs, encouraging her to open them. Before the come that filled her had chance to trickle out and stain the carpet, he pushed his face between her legs and lapped at her pussy and clit until she had to tangle her fingers into his hair and hold on tight to stop herself from wobbling.
Part of her wondered how he felt about licking Jeremy’s spunk out of her as well as his own, but she figured that if they were so fond of sharing women, then sharing their own bodily fluids wasn’t really an issue. Either way, it was pretty damn hot.
That thought – and any others – flew rapidly out of her head when Ethan pushed two thick fingers inside her and sought her G-spot, while he fastened his lips around her clit. When he began to stimulate them simultaneously, she had to reach back and grab the handrails of the steps instead of his head, otherwise she’d have been in danger of squeezing him until he popped.
The fact she’d not long climaxed and the skill with which Ethan pleasured her most erogenous zones meant that her second orgasm approached fast. She barely had time to tell him she was coming before it arrived. It wasn’t as powerful as the first, but it still rocked her world – literally; her legs would have gone from under her if it hadn’t been for her grip on the steps and Ethan’s quick reaction. He’d slipped a hand behind her back for support before continuing to lick and suck at her clit until her cunt stopped spasming. She joined him on the floor and slumped over him, wriggling eagerly into the arms he held out before drifting into a blissful, orgasm-induced doze.
Alice was vaguely aware of being lifted up and carried in strong arms, but her sleepiness was such that she wasn’t aware of anything else until she woke up the following morning, dressed in her pyjamas and snuggled up beneath her duvet.
Chapter Eleven
Alice knocked softly on the door to Jeremy’s private drawing room.
‘Come in.’
She entered, closing the door carefully behind her. Her first emotion on glancing around the room was confusion. Ethan wasn’t there. It was also odd that Jeremy had asked her to come here in the first place – if his request was work-related, it would usually take place in his office. Or, less often, in hers or Ethan’s. And if his summoning was task-related, then where was Ethan?
He scribbled something onto the piece of paper he’d been reading – probably his illegible signature – then looked up from his desk.
‘I guess you’re wondering why I asked you here?’
No shit, Sherlock. The words she spoke out loud were more polite, and less likely to offend. ‘Yes, I am.’
‘Well, I suspect you’ve worked out that it’s not for a challenge. But it is related. Please, sit.’ He indicated the chaise longue that stood at an angle a few feet from the side of his desk. The light from the large window bathed the purple velvet-covered piece of furniture with heat, and Alice sank happily onto it. She felt like purring like a contented cat, such was the pleasure of the sunbeams that warmed her body.
‘I just wanted to talk to you in a neutral setting.’
It sounded odd, but she knew what he meant. By now, many of the rooms in the house held certain memories; of work-related things, domestic stuff, or their more debauched activities.
‘OK,’ she replied, giving him what she hoped was an encouraging smile. ‘What did you want to talk to me about?’
‘Our … situation.’ He smiled coolly, and Alice’s heart gave a sudden, painful leap. What did he mean? Had he changed his mind? About the challenges? About her references and his useful contacts?
‘There’s no need to look so alarmed, Alice. This is nothing bad. Or at least, I don’t believe it is.’ He pushed back his chair, crossed the room in a few long strides and sat beside her on the chaise longue. Took her hand.
Alice gulped, the feel of him stroking over her palm sending sparks of arousal through her body. She dropped her gaze to where their skin made contact. Why the hell did he make her feel that way, just from a simple touch – and nowhere near her erogenous zones? She figured that when it came to Jeremy and Ethan, every part of her was an erogenous zone, pretty much all of the time.
Jeremy put the fingers of his other hand beneath her chin and tilted her head. Their gaze met, and she resisted the temptation to look down again. When it came to intensity, Ethan was the one who took the cake, but Jeremy came a close second.
‘Listen,’ he said. ‘I just wanted to speak with you about what we’ve been doing since you arrived and took on the challenges. Ethan and I are incredibly pleased with your progress. You’ve taken what we’ve given you so far, and taken it well. Also, unless I’m very much mistaken, you’re actually enjoying our games now, as opposed to simply seeing them as a means to an end.’
He still held her chin high, so she couldn’t hide her expression – and therefore her emotions – from him. She was sure that the answer was now written all over her rapidly colouring face, but she knew he expected a verbal reply. ‘No,’ she said, ‘you’re not mistaken. I do enjoy our … games. I enjoy them, my job, and spending time with the two of you.’
She hadn’t meant to blurt out so much information, particularly the last part. But it was too late now, and she knew that Jeremy would never let it go until he was satisfied he had a grasp of her meaning. Alice prepared herself for the inevitable questioning.
Jeremy raised an eyebrow, then straightened his face. ‘Good, I’m very pleased. We both feel exactly the same. And we also feel that you’ve settled into the role of being a woman who we can share perfectly. It couldn’t possibly have worked out any better.’
Alice nodded emphatically, but in fact she had no idea what he was really getting at. It was obvious that she’d been in the role of someone they could share – because the challenges involved them sharing her! If she said no to sharing, she said no to the whole thing, and her career went up in smoke. She was never going to let that happen.
‘I’m very glad that you’re happy with the situation, Alice. Because we’re more than happy with you.’
He used his fingers to hold her chin in place, then leant towards her and planted a kiss on her lips. It was chaste at first, but then the pressure increased. Jeremy shuffled closer to her, his thigh against hers, their upper bodies twisted from the hip and pressing together. He removed his hand from hers and slipped it around the back of her head, tangling it in her hair. He used the leverage he now had to deepen the kiss further, slipping his tongue between her lips.
She felt as though she was going to melt. Jeremy’s tongue moved sensuously around her mouth, teasing her own tongue, her teeth, the most sensitive parts of her li
ps. A rapid movement later, and he had her bottom lip between his teeth, licking, nibbling, and sucking at it until she writhed on the chaise longue like some kind of wanton hussy. Only it wasn’t faked. Every touch of his tongue, his teeth, his lips increased her excitement to the extent that she could feel how wet her pussy was without even moving.
Jeremy pulled away from their kiss, but kept his face mere millimetres away from hers. ‘Alice,’ he murmured, fixing her with that intense gaze once more, ‘can I make love to you?’
Alice was surprised that he’d even asked. Not that she thought he’d ever do anything against her will, of course, but her astonishment was twofold. One, he just wanted to have sex with her. No challenges involved. Two, he didn’t just take what he wanted. It had to be startlingly obvious that she wanted him too. Granted, she didn’t have an erection pressing against the front of her skirt, but her nipples strained against her blouse, her lips were swollen and parted, and if she wasn’t utterly mistaken, she’d got so horny that she could actually smell her own pussy juices.
She was so lost in her own confusion that she forgot she was supposed to answer Jeremy’s question.
‘Alice?’
‘Wha –? Oh. My God. Yes, of course. Please … do.’ She couldn’t bring herself to use the phrase that he’d used, because it didn’t feel quite right. To her, it meant what the words implied – that there was love, or at the very least affection, involved. Something reserved for relationships and romance. Not being screwed by your boss in a more traditional fashion as a break from the highly kinky sexual games you’d been playing.
Though, if she was completely truthful, there was affection involved. On her part, anyway. Jeremy was undoubtedly fond of her, but he certainly wasn’t thinking of her on a relationship level.
Seconds later, as he made short work of the buttons on her blouse, she froze. Or was he thinking of her on that kind of level? He’d made such a big deal of saying how she fitted into the role of being a woman he and Ethan could share. Was he hinting at something more than just ticking items off his list? Surely he was the sort of man who didn’t need to drop hints. He was rich, gorgeous, confident and powerful. He could have anything – or anyone – he wanted, right?
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