Yvette was using her Latin fire to scald every inch of their manhood down to their balls. She was enjoying the way the veins were throbbing and how hard she had to press her tongue against it to make them squirm in the sheets. The pillows and silk sheets had been permeated with their scents.
Lying between them all night and waking up to listen to their heartbeats had awakened all of her senses. The tactile touch to their bodies made her mouth salivate for the chance to explore them from the top of the head all the way down the shaft.
Neither one of them tried to push her away when she offered them a good morning blowjob. They must have thought it was Christmas and their birthdays all rolled into one. She was using their bodies to show her how her hunger could become something of an untamed and wild animal after its prey.
The warmth and heat from her spit made Blake unable to resist her sexual terms of surrender. He was waving the white flag of his masculinity and began to feel the telltale pulse of his orgasm raising its head. There were different degrees of pleasure, some he was able to take and others which were asking for trouble.
“Don’t say I didn’t give you any warning. I’m getting the basic idea that diving right in is becoming addictive for you. It’s a good thing we don’t mind letting you grab us whenever you damn well feel like it. Any guy would be lucky to have you in their lives. You are the strongest woman I have ever met.” Blake worked his pelvis until she extracted him from her mouth to keep him waiting for her to return.
“I never said anything about this being a quickie. I love the way that you react every time I touch you a certain way. Both of you are different, and I have a lot to learn before I find every single button that’ll make you do whatever I want. It’s going to be my pleasure to work you into a frenzy of sweet delight.” She turned her attention to Adam and was putting extra emphasis on the way her tongue circled the crown of his manly scepter.
There was definitely magic in the air with both of their cocks performing tricks for her eyes. Squeezing at the base of Adam’s unyielding flesh brought forth what she demanded as a thirst quencher. It was the perfect eye opener and had her ready with the cream before she injected her body with caffeine.
It was amazing to see them react in much the same way with their hands bunched into the sheets. They were walking the tightrope of their pleasure and she was happy to make them into a smorgasbord of sexual delights. Their cream was similar with faint differences that she hoped only she would be able to make the distinction.
“I will never know what you are going to do next. A woman who excels at pleasing their man is never going to lose him. You might be inexperienced, but you make up for it with enthusiasm. You only have to listen to our bodies and feel our reactions to know what is going to become our weakness.” Adam was dangerously close to the edge with not even a semblance of a safety net underneath.
His orgasm was the kind of pleasure that no mere mortal could withstand for long. His eyes were watering with the effort and his loins were burning between her lips. The jets of his creamy discharge flowed with a fiery determination. It painted the surface of her tongue until he had nothing left to give.
Adam got up and went into the bathroom to leave them to finish on their own. He needed a quick shower and then he was going to adjourn to the kitchen to find whatever was in her pantry.
Blake was happy to have some alone time with her and found it was necessary to be with her without Blake criticizing him. It gave him the freedom to thrust into her mouth with abandon. He had no interest in denying her anything her heart desired as long as she was willing to make him scream for the neighbors to hear.
“I don’t think I’m strong enough to resist what you are doing to me. The look of your hair fanning over my crotch and the feel of your lips are about to make me break the silence.” He held her down and made her take it all the way down her throat with it about to go off. It was amazing to see she was up to the challenge and didn’t try to pull away at the moment of expulsion.
Her throat muscles were working overtime and she was able to pull back the head to where it was spurting several lengths of creamy rope into her mouth. She reveled in the taste and felt they could become a guilty diversion and a culinary surprise every morning, depending on their diet.
Not one single drop got past the seal of her lips. She felt it would be a waste and was determined to capture his essence right down to the last drop.
She kissed him, and they made out like lovesick teenagers in the back seat of a car during prom night. Yvette’s hands pinned him to the mattress and she subjected him to lengthy kisses to the nape of his neck with love bites to mark her territory.
Adam came out a few minutes later with a pillow of steam following in his wake. He showed not the least bit of modesty walking around bare naked.
“I don’t know what is for breakfast, but I will make good use of the kitchen. I like to dabble and none of my creations are ever the same. I can’t promise you’re going to like it, but I can promise nobody will ever be able to repeat it.” He knew one look in her direction and he would have jumped back into bed for a marathon stint between her legs.
“I don’t trust you and we both know your spice palate isn’t exactly in my league. Together, we will bring her something almost better than sex.” Blake gave her one more lingering kiss and grazed his right hand with nimble fingers along the sensitive region of her anatomy.
“Goddamn… I don’t mean to use the Lord’s name in vain, but the sight from where I’m lying is by far a Biblical revelation.” She was lying on her hyper-allergenic pillows and witnessing two young men in the prime of their life.
She was worried they would leave her for another, but she wasn’t about to go down that road without provocation.
She didn’t notice the high-powered lens of a camera capturing something worth more than a thousand words. The drapes were open wide enough for someone with no emotional investment to take shots of them in various states of undress and sexual activity. The photographs made no mistake about what they were doing together.
Chapter Thirteen
Yvette had never been happier and was avoiding any kind of negativity, including her mother’s dire warning of being disowned. Her religious background was enough to make her worried to let the cat out of the bag.
She convinced Adam and Blake to keep their relationship on a need-to-know basis. She didn’t want anything to burst her bubble and cause her to believe she was making the worst mistake of her life.
The first two weeks were their way of expressing themselves by doing things that were not exactly for the faint of heart. They were constantly striving to outdo the last experience knowing full well it was a Herculean task, to say the least. They managed to break a few pieces of furniture in their quest to show each other a good time.
A glass coffee table had become a victim, shattering into pieces, but somehow they all managed to avoid any type of injury. Pieces of plaster had broken from the wall from how hard they slammed her up against it.
She had gotten some strange looks from some of the neighbors in the building. Some smiled sweetly and gave her winks of encouragement, but others turned up their noses in disgust.
Yvette was walking home from work with a skip to her step and then she suddenly stopped on a dime. There was a flash and then it was gone. She looked around for the source and found a shadow ducking into an alley. Without thinking about it, she hurried to catch up with it and was barely able to catch a glimpse of the man entering a hotel across the street.
“I thought that was you. I wasn’t expecting to see you until tonight, but this is a pleasant surprise.” Blake had been out doing some errands and found himself watching her chase what looked like a shadow.
“I think somebody has been watching me and I would like a few moments alone with him to question him thoroughly on his motives. I wouldn’t mind some company to keep me from doing something I might regret. My anger is above normal levels. I’m afraid of how I’m going to
react when I corner him like a wounded animal.” She was feeling a little on edge and her emotions were all over the place. She woke up feeling depleted, but she thought it might have been a vitamin D deficiency.
“Lead the way. I will be happy to hold him down while you give him a piece of your mind. I’m not usually one to confront anyone, but for you, I will make the exception.” They went into the hotel and she pointed to the man impatiently waiting for the elevator. He had his back toward them, but his muscular frame was easily recognizable as someone of male influence.
“I think he spotted us over his shoulder.” Blake was moving closer using a couple of chairs to shield his approach. It wasn’t enough for the man not to recognize a problem when he saw it.
Jeffrey Grayson had been in tough positions before, but he tried to avoid unnecessary complications doing his job. His assignment was extensive with many days of surveillance and several photos for his troubles. He knew he was invading their personal space, but it wasn’t like he felt bad for capturing their free-for-all exploration of flesh.
“Don’t lose him. There are many places for him to hide.” Yvette’s body was hidden behind a fern and she was using her fingers to watch this man fidget nervously on the balls of his feet.
“We may as well take a more forceful approach. I can tell the elevator still has several floors before it makes it to the lobby.” They joined hands and casually walked with a purpose toward a man with a unique set of talents.
Jeffrey had no interest in speaking to those he was hired to keep an eye on from afar. He bolted for the safety of the stairwell, bounding up the stairs with the sound of footsteps following from behind. He looked down and found them keeping pace even though he believed himself to be in remarkable shape for his fifty years on the planet.
He was wearing all black, but in this environment, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Getting away wasn’t going to be easy, but talking to them was only going to cause more harm than good.
“He’s quick, but we can keep up with him by pushing each other to the limit. He’s going to have to pick a floor or keep going up to the roof. At this point, I don’t know why he’s following me, but I do have a good idea. I hope I’m wrong, but we won’t know until we get it from the horse’s mouth.” She was a little winded, but she forced herself to keep going even though her legs were burning with the effort.
“I think I know what you are going to say, but I don’t want to jinx it by giving it a voice. We don’t know anything for certain.” Blake was in a black sports coat with sweat accumulating through the white shirt underneath. He was all about classic style, but his shoes weren’t conducive to a high-speed chase up a set of stairs.
“I don’t like being caught off-guard. It makes me feel vulnerable and in a position of weakness. I hope I’m not making you do something you don’t want to do. We haven’t known each other long enough to understand our limitations. We have a pretty good idea of what we can do behind closed doors, but we have yet to take this public.” She was keeping her relationship from her mother and her friends.
Yvette knew there was no way they could understand and would probably force her to take off the blinders.
“I’m up for an adventure and life does have the tendency to throw curveballs.” He was behind Yvette’s body encased in a pair of tight jeans.
She was lucky to be wearing the kind of footwear to keep pace with a man who didn’t want to be caught. There was no way for her to know whether or not he was carrying some sort of weapon to protect himself. The only thing that mattered was making him talk and getting the truth no matter how ugly it might be.
“I know you don’t want to hear this, but this is a marathon and not a sprint. We can’t outrace him, but we may be able to outdo him in stamina. Don’t overdo it or you may find yourself sucking his dust.” She knew Blake was an avid runner, but his desperation could rule over his good sense.
It could make him lose steam before he had a chance to grab that extra energy from deep down. She was giving him an encouraging word and was happy to report his manhood was still intact. His face had turned ashen white, but that didn’t stop him from slapping those polished black shoes against the cement floors.
“I should’ve known he was going to go all the way to the roof to try to lose us. I’m not going to give up that easily.” The never-ending sex in her penthouse and their apartment was making her crazy.
She never slept alone, but there were times she had the company of only one man. It was a nice departure, but it was even sweeter when they were together performing acts of depravity.
“I know what you mean. These shoes are not meant for endurance unlike the rest of my body which you can attest to. I seem to recall someone screaming my name while I was pounding hard and fast between her legs last night. You were left spent and lying there with a grin pasted on your face.” Blake had never had more sex in his life and each time was better than the first time.
“You pick the strangest time to talk about our love life. Remember you weren’t the one that brought this up. I would like to know how you are feeling after these last couple of weeks. Is the bloom off the rose? Do I still excite every part of you?” She was gaining traction and finding herself getting closer to the subject.
“I don’t know why I even have to justify that with an answer. Have I given you any reason to doubt my love for you? I’ve never felt like this with any woman I have been with. There was always a piece missing. I thought actions spoke louder than words. If we weren’t chasing him, I would show you by making my name spill from your lips in a moment of orgasmic release. I would give you so much pleasure you wouldn’t be able to stand up afterward.” He saw her stumble with her chest heaving and her breath rapid like a runaway locomotion.
“That was certainly a mouthful and more than enough to tell me what I wanted to hear.” She saw the door to the roof closing quickly and she jumped in time to wedge her hand in between.
Blake pulled her to her feet and turned her with a look of immediate concern in his eyes. They stared at each other and could’ve easily made their bodies into their own personal wonderland.
The heat between them had Blake momentarily stunned. He broke from the sexual trance long enough to open the door to the roof. He went out first to make sure the coast was clear.
Jeffrey was mildly impressed by how far they were willing to chase him down. He was no stranger to a gym and had become a changed man after a health scare a few years ago. His lifestyle remarkably improved by cutting out sugars and replacing them with the natural kind he had found in fresh fruit.
They were on the roof with the gravel surface sticking to their shoes. They could hear the incessant buzzing of the air-conditioning units.
They both hunched and looked around every corner to see if they could spot the man who had become something of a white whale. He was amazingly allusive, but there was no other way off the roof.
“I don’t know what you want with me, but you may as well come out and face your accusers.” Yvette felt like she was being violated. She was not going to take being treated like a victim.
“I know the look in her eye and I would do what she says if you know what’s good for you. This woman is not someone you should mess with unless you plan on taking your life into your hands. She is very determined and very little makes her back down from a fight.” Blake was painting a portrait of a woman with no quit in her vocabulary.
She heard the buzzing on her wristwatch and they both looked down at the flashing reminder of an appointment she had scheduled.
Jeffrey saw an opening and he used it. He had found a piece of rebar where he was standing and brandished it like a crazy man off his meds.
He slammed into them, knocking the woman off her feet and slamming the rebar into the man’s stomach, making him double over. He continued to use the weapon to immobilize the man and hurt him severely enough that the woman wouldn’t pursue.
Jeffrey ran down the stairs and was thankful to hear that
nobody was in pursuit. He ducked into the sixth floor, taking the elevator down to the fourth and then the stairs the rest of the way. He was already running late and no doubt his employer was going to have some choice words for his professionalism and punctuality.
Chapter Fourteen
“I thought I was going to have to reschedule. Your friend had to get some stitches and I sent him down for some tests. I think he might have a cracked rib and suffering from a concussion. He’s one very lucky man.” Dr. Tanya Emerson was waiting and quite surprised to see Yvette come into her office holding up a man twice her size.
“I’m the lucky one to have him in my life. It’s fortuitous I was going to come here and was lucky this was the last appointment of your day.” Yvette had been feeling strange the last couple of days.
It was like her body was trying to tell her something without the use of words. Her mood was amazingly upbeat, but there were a few times she went off the handle for no reason whatsoever. She found herself bawling her eyes out and then just as quickly the tears would stop.
“I’ve taken some blood work, but I believe I know the reason for your problem. I don't want to get ahead of myself. The results should be ready shortly. I’ve given you a complete physical. You have a bruise on your chest. I’m concerned you went after him without any regard for your safety.” Tanya had only been her doctor for the past few weeks, but in that time, she had gotten to know Yvette and had even gone out to brunch with her on Sunday with her two young men. She was a little shocked by her confession of being with two men at the same time with their approval. She thought she was crazy to get involved with that kind of drama until she met them in person for the first time.
“You didn’t know me before I knew them. You wouldn’t have wanted to. I wasn’t the same woman you see today. I’ve learned to shed my skin and become the woman I’ve always wanted to be. They have given me the freedom to be open and honest. I can’t say that for my ex-husband. I feel bad for what happened to Blake. We didn’t even get a chance to confront the man following me.” She was sitting in a Johnny gown with the back open.
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