And she wasn’t going home.
Which made Levi very, very hard.
Behind him, body pressed to Levi’s back, Corbin groaned, his breath hot on Levi’s cheek. Levi knew his lover watched Sonja’s assault on his mouth. Could feel how much it affected Corbin with every jerk and throb of his erection rammed to Levi’s butt. The physical response sent fresh desire into Levi’s cock, making it spasm in Corbin’s hand.
“Fuck,” Corbin ground out in Levi’s ear, his lips a hot caress on Levi’s skin. “You’re so hard.” He swiped his tongue into Levi’s ear, detonating a cascade of exquisite sensation through Levi.
Levi moaned into Sonja’s mouth, capturing one of her breasts with a strong hand as he snared the hair at the back of Corbin’s neck with the other. Searing pleasure engulfed him. As Corbin squeezed and pumped his cock, Sonja fucked his mouth with her tongue. As Corbin ravished his jaw, his throat, his ear with wickedly hot lips, Sonja scraped her thumbnail over his nipple, teasing the tight tip of sensitive flesh through his shirt.
Levi had never experienced anything like it. It took command of him, controlled him. His knees trembled, his pulse pounded. When Corbin nipped his earlobe at the exact moment Sonja pinched his nipple, a shard of wet electricity shot through him, sinking into his balls.
Christ, he was going to come. In his jeans. On the deck. Out in public. For the world to see.
He tore his mouth free of Sonja’s and sucked in a ragged breath, grabbing at her hand on his chest to still its delicious torture of his nipple. “We need to go inside,” he rasped, fighting for control, denying the overwhelming urge to surrender to the molten need flowing through his body.
Blue eyes gazed up at him, fogged with impatient desire. “Told you that earlier. Should have listened to me.”
He chuckled. “I forgot how bossy you try to get during sex.” He twisted his head to grin at Corbin. “You ready to see how Sonja tries to defy me, Cor?”
Corbin dragged his thumb across the tip of Levi’s erection, his stare on Sonja. “I look forward to it.”
Sonja snorted, stepping backward. “Are we going to fuck, or are we going to stand out here and talk?”
Levi turned back to her. “Oh, Sonny, you have no idea how much we’re going to fuck.”
Corbin squeezed his cock one last time before withdrawing his hand from Levi’s jeans. An empty loss sliced through Levi at the absence of his lover’s fingers wrapped around his length. He pulled a slow breath, fighting to calm his urgent want. He never surrendered to it, not until he’d made Corbin come. He wouldn’t surrender to it now until Sonja came as well. Then, only then, would he relinquish control of his release.
With a quick scan of the area around them, he snared Sonja by the wrist and strode into the apartment, Corbin at his side. A cautious part of his mind—the part that normally ruled his actions—wondered if they’d been watched or photographed. The rest of his mind didn’t fucking care. Not when he was about to lose himself in the bliss of Corbin and Sonja’s bodies. In their warmth. Their pleasure.
He moved to the low black sofa, directing Sonja to stand before him. Corbin followed, the heat radiating from his body a subtle kiss on Levi’s flesh. Sliding his attention to his lover, he met Corbin’s waiting gaze. “Undress her.”
“I can undress my—”
Corbin stepped forward and pressed two fingers to Sonja’s lips, halting her indignant response. “Shhh.”
Levi curled his lips. His cock throbbed at Corbin’s gentle admonishment. “Do you remember what turned me on the most about making love to you, Sonny?”
She flicked him a look. “My tits?”
He let her hear his low chuckle. “I can tell you remember. It’s in your eyes. Say it. Tell me what turned me on the most when we used to fuck as teenagers.”
Her breasts rose and fell. Her breath grew shallow. “Dominating me,” she answered. “Of course, I didn’t know that’s what it was called back then. It was just you…being in charge, taking control.”
“Nothing’s changed,” he said, holding her stare. An elemental heat thrummed through him. “The thought of taking control of you, Sonja, of being in charge of your pleasure, even as I control Corbin’s…” He closed his eyes as a wave of tight pressure claimed his groin. “Undress her, Cor,” he repeated, opening his eyes to gaze at his lover. “And lick every inch of flesh you uncover as you do so.”
Corbin turned to face Sonja. Levi noticed the muscles of his jaw bunched. And then he moved his hands to Sonja’s hips and slipped his fingers under the hem of her shirt.
Sonja sucked in a swift breath, her focus on Corbin’s face. Her nipples grew to points, straining against the material of her shirt. Levi’s mouth filled with saliva at the thought of suckling them, of Corbin suckling them. His cock jerked in his jeans, a painful throb, as Corbin slowly, slowly inched Sonja’s shirt up over her ribs, her breasts, her head.
For a giddy moment, when Sonja’s arms were imprisoned by the garment, Levi came close to telling him to stop. She stood before Corbin, her arms extended above her head, her forearms and hands trapped by cotton, her breasts uplifted, her lips parted. The baby-pink lace of her bra mocked the tight, grunge-black denim of her jeans in a delicious contradiction.
He opened his mouth, ready to tell Corbin to leave her the way she was.
And bit back a groan when Corbin did that very thing.
With a ragged intake of breath, his lover skimmed his palms over Sonja’s ribcage, the touch almost reverent. That he was touching a woman’s body seemed to stir something deep inside him. His nostrils flared and his hands shook. When he came to the swell of her breasts, barely encased in skimpy pink lace, his lips parted.
He stood motionless for a moment, his palms cupping Sonja’s flesh, his thumbs hovering over her taut nipples, his stare locked on her face.
Levi’s cock throbbed at the sight. It was powerful. Evocative.
Glorious.
Perfect.
“Lick them,” he ordered, every nerve ending in his body on fire.
Corbin’s nostrils flared again. His Adam’s apple jerked up and down once, and then he bent at the waist and stroked his tongue first over Sonja’s left breast, from underswell to puckered nipple, and then the right.
Levi couldn’t contain his groan. Fuck, had he ever seen anything so arousing? He didn’t think so. “Again,” he rasped.
Once more, Corbin painted Sonja’s breast with his tongue, lingering longer on her nipples this time. Sonja whimpered, her belly hitching.
As Levi watched, Corbin turned his attention to the rest of her exposed torso, licking and nipping a path over her ribs, down the shallow line of her flat stomach, to her navel.
She let out a gasping little giggle when he flicked his tongue into her belly-button, her eyes closing, her arms trembling above her head.
When Corbin lowered himself to his knees, kneading her breasts with growing pressure as he explored the area of skin beneath her navel with his lips, Levi barely resisted the urge to unzip his fly and release his engorged cock. He ground his teeth instead, refusing his body’s need. Not until Corbin and Sonja had come. Only then…
Torturous, exquisite moments later, Corbin rose to his feet again, dragging his chest up Sonja’s body until their faces aligned. He caught her bottom lip with his, pulling it away from her teeth a little before swiping his tongue into her mouth.
Levi drove his nails into the centre of his palms, the searing lust in his blood making his body ache at the sight. “Again.”
Corbin did as commanded, this time inching his hands up Sonja’s raised arms until he’d completely removed her shirt. He tossed the item of clothing aside, moving his lips to her throat as he gripped a fistful of her hair and tugged her head backward a fraction.
“Oh, fuck,” Sonja groaned, eyes closing. “You do this so well, Cor.”
“I’ve learned from the master,” he answered.
Molten heat filled Levi’s core at the statement. He watched C
orbin ravish Sonja’s throat and chin and then lick his tongue into her open mouth, only to pull away when she tried to meet the kiss. Levi recognized his own moves—those he’d used on Corbin many times. It was beyond arousing to witness. It was powerful. Potent.
Christ, everything about this was incredible. He’d never felt so…so…alive.
Unable to stop himself, he moved his hand to his trapped erection, grinding his palm-heel up and down its solid length.
Soon.
But not yet.
With a whimper, Sonja leant toward Corbin, pained pleasure etched on her face. Corbin stepped away, snaring her hands from above her head as he did so. He moved one to his lips, kissing the palm before—with a flicking glance at Levi—tracing a line up the inside of her arm to the crook of her elbow. He spent a long minute there, nibbling on her flesh. She whimpered again, eyebrows knitting, stare locked on his head.
Levi noticed she rubbed her thighs together and a hot lick of lust shot through him at the thought of her clit, swollen with blood and want, encased in the pink folds of her sex.
Christ, he wanted to see Corbin suck on that tiny button. Wanted to hear her cry out with pleasure as his lover worshipped her pussy.
He shifted his feet, his heart a rapid tattoo, his chest tight. “Remove her jeans, Cor.”
Corbin slid a heavy glance his way, nodded once and then dropped to his knees. He hooked his fingers into Sonja’s waistband and tugged her closer to him. So close he could press his lips to her belly. He trailed a ring of kisses over her flesh, releasing her belt buckle and popping her fly all the while. When Sonja raked her fingers through Corbin’s hair, Levi shook his head. “No. Put your hands behind your back, Sonny.”
She shot him a glare, her breath shallow.
He met her stare. “Behind your back, Sonja. You will not touch him until I say you can.”
At her belly, Corbin groaned.
Sonja pulled a choppy breath and did as commanded.
Hot desire surged through Levi and he nodded. “Good girl.” He lowered his gaze to his lover.
Corbin’s eyes met his for a moment, and as always during their lovemaking, Levi was undone by the sheer trust and love he saw in them. “Keep going,” he said, his voice far from steady.
Corbin drew his own breath and then returned his focus to Sonja’s jeans. He moved his hands to the parted denim of her open fly and shucked her jeans down over her hips.
Levi’s gut knotted as Sonja’s lower body was exposed to his hungry gaze. Her pubic hair was a perfectly trimmed thin line of dark honey, her flesh creamy smooth. On her right hipbone was a small tattoo of what looked like a cross between a My Little Pony and a dragon, sneezing out a spray of tiny red hearts. It was adorable and sexy at the same time and Levi’s fingers itched to trace its shape.
Corbin did just that, first with his index finger and then with the tip of his tongue. “Oh, fuck,” Sonja gasped, lifting her face toward the ceiling. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this fucking horny.”
Levi ran a slow gaze over her profile, down over her glorious breasts, still held captive by the pink lace of her bra, along the flat line of her belly to the sight of Corbin’s tongue on the ink dragon. She looked divine. A creature forged by the gods for his pleasure. His and Corbin’s. “It’s only the beginning,” he said, his cock an agonizing pole of impatient need. “Wait until I’m sucking on your tits while Corbin fucks you with his tongue…or until I’m fucking your arse and Cor is pounding into your tight, wet pussy…”
“Jesus, Stan,” she ground out, eyes squeezing shut. “If you don’t shut up I’m going to slam you to the ground and grind my cunt to your face.”
“Man, I want to see that,” Corbin groaned at her hip.
Levi chuckled. “Maybe I’ll let you do that, Sonny. But while you’re writhing on my face, you’ll be sucking Cor’s cock.”
“Gladly,” she shot back, eyes ablaze.
“Gladly,” Corbin echoed.
Levi pulled a steadying breath. “But not until I say so. For now, I have to wonder why she isn’t naked, Cor.”
With a growl, Corbin yanked Sonja’s jeans and panties all the way down her legs.
“Good,” Levi murmured. “Now lick between her legs. I want to see you taste her.”
Corbin obeyed the command. He parted Sonja’s firmly toned thighs with his fingers and, without delay, stroked his tongue over the seam of her pussy.
“Ohhh,” Sonja cried out, a shudder wracking her body. “God, oh God…”
“Does she taste good, Cor?” Levi asked, unable to tear his stare from the sight of his lover’s mouth on her sex. “Does she taste like you’d expect a woman to taste? Like musk and wine?”
Corbin didn’t answer. His head moved at Sonja’s groin, his eyes closed.
“Corbin,” Levi spoke, his balls two globes of swollen rapture. “Tell me how Sonny tastes.”
With a growl, Corbin moved. So fast he took Levi by surprise. One moment Corbin was licking Sonja out, the next he was balling his fist in Levi’s hair and invading his mouth with his tongue.
The aggression of the kiss detonated an explosion of fierce pleasure in Levi. He groaned, buried his hands in Corbin’s hair and feasted on his lover’s lips and tongue, the taste of Sonja’s cream turning the kiss to something beyond Levi’s comprehension.
Something so right that its perfection stole his breath.
This. This.
The awed thought—expressed in a single word—filled his head. His soul. It wasn’t until he felt Corbin’s pumping fingers on his erection that he realized his lover had released his cock.
Pleasure blasted through him. Undid him. He pulled away, fighting himself as he did so. Oh, to surrender to it now. To relinquish control to Corbin, to Sonja…
“Corbin,” he ground out, stilling Corbin’s hand with a tight grip on his wrist. “That’s not how it goes.”
“You wanted to know how she tastes,” Corbin whispered. “I just wanted to share.”
Levi stared into his eyes, enrapt by the raw desire he saw in their blue depths. “Tell me what she tastes like.”
“Different,” Corbin answered, his voice shaky.
“Do you like it?”
Behind Corbin, Sonja watched them both.
Corbin licked his lips, his gaze never leaving Levi’s. “I’m not sure.”
Levi’s chest tightened. He had never felt such a moment of beautiful perfection as this, but if Corbin didn’t enjoy it…he would not push him. He loved him too much to do so. “Not sure?” he repeated, aching.
The corners of Corbin’s lips twitched. “I think I need another taste.”
And he turned back to Sonja, closed the minute distance between them, dropped to his knees once more and thrust his tongue into her folds.
Chapter Eleven
Holy crap. Corbin’s tongue was incredible. For a guy who’d never gone down on a woman before, he was doing a fucking amazing job of propelling her headfirst toward a soul-shattering orgasm. Of course, the fact Levi was directing him only added to the explosive intensity of the situation.
“Suck on her clit.” Levi’s low command sent a ripple of carnal delight through Sonja’s body.
She opened her eyes, the speed at which she was drowning in total pleasure unsettling her a little. “How the fuck is he going to know where my clit is, Stan? Half the straight guys I’ve slept with can’t find the—holy shit!”
Concentrated ecstasy detonated in Sonja’s core as Corbin sucked her clitoris into his mouth. “Holy shit!” Her knees buckled. She closed her eyes, driving her nails into her palms behind her back. She wanted desperately to tangle her fingers in Corbin’s thick hair but didn’t. The silken anchor would help her survive the rush of his mouth and tongue on her sex—in her sex—but Levi had instructed she keep her hands behind her back and she remembered what happened during sex when she broke his rules. He would punish her. She had no doubt if she touched Corbin, Levi would command his lover remove his tongue f
rom between her legs. He would order Corbin to cease the amazing, incredible, mind-blowing tongue-fucking and leave her trembling on the cusp of an orgasm.
Brutal punishment so rapturously pleasurable she almost came at the thought.
Almost.
With more willpower than she thought she possessed, she forced the throbbing pressure in her core down.
Levi’s punishment for touching Corbin would be delicious torture. His punishment for coming without permission however…
A ripple of wanton, dark delight claimed her. Oh God, she remembered what that was like. It was pleasure incarnate and dominating control.
“Sink your thumb into her pussy, Cor,” Levi instructed, his voice strained. Sonja’s heart thumped fast. Good, his control was as frayed as hers. “While you’re sucking her clit, bury your thumb inside her wet heat and feel the tightness of her inner walls. Experience what a woman feels like when she’s so turned-on she’s almost dripping with cream.”
Corbin followed the command, letter for letter. He smoothed a hand higher up her inner thigh until his fingertips brushed her slit. She hitched in a shuddery breath, opening her eyes to stare of the ceiling. The dappled reflection of the water outside danced across the white surface. She studied it, clinging to the last vestiges of control. If Corbin stroked her G-spot with his thumb while discovering what a woman’s sex was like, she was done. There would be no way to prevent her orgasm. She could only hope he had no clue what he was…
“F-uck!” she burst out, slamming her hips forward when Corbin slid his thumb inside her sex and dragged it over her hyper-sensitive feminine muscles.
In response, he caught her clit between his teeth and nipped at the exact second he pressed a fingertip to the puckered hole of her anus.
“Fuck,” she cried out again, her lower body on fire. “Oh fuck, Corbin, d-don’t…again…so good. Going to come if…if you do that…again.” The plea for mercy left her on a series of violent gasps and pants.
He did it again, pressed on her rear entry with greater insistence as he wriggled his thumb inside her.
Sonja bucked her hips hard to his face once more, sinking her nails into her palms, eyes squeezed shut. She shook her head. Licked her lips. Fought for air as pleasure engulfed her. “Corbin, fuck, man, are you sure…sure you’ve never…never done this…before?”
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