What a question. Of course he’d have to ask it that way, and in his deep voice. “What if you surprise me? Something hard?”
He shook his hips, earning him a smile. “Of course. I’ve got this new rye I think you’ll love if you want spice.”
Her ears perked, “Sure. Just something to take the edge off. I’ve had a long, hard day.”
“I’m sure I can make it much better.” He went to the bar by the fireplace, pulled out a beautiful crystal bottle and poured amber colored liquid into a glass. “Trust me on this one, it’ll be good for you.”
She nodded, took the glass from him and brought it to her lips, aware of how Lila’s hand hadn’t left her ass, or how her fingers moved into the cleft. She looked over her shoulder, saw the devilish smile on Lila’s round face before bringing the liquor to her mouth. A quick inhale brought spices to her nose, along with alcoholic bite. “Smells wonderful.”
“It reminds me of your pussy.”
Lila’s brash comment made Ivanka blush. Caught off guard, she turned her head toward Jesse, and spied him eyeing her with obvious lust in his eyes.
“I can be patient, unlike our dear Lila.” His voice dropped several notches, making her evaluate the status of her dry panties.
Yup, wet. Just as she expected when his voice dipped like that.
Of course it didn’t help that Lila’s hand had slid over the crest of her ass, a finger had slid between her cheeks and had begun to rub circles around the small of her back.
Ivanka coughed, took a sip of the rye, tasting spicy notes followed by strong cinnamon and oak. The finish wasn’t as important as how quickly Lila’s hands had reached for the hem of Ivanka’s dress and lifted it up to expose ass cheeks.
Slowly, fingertips caressed the curve of her ass. She arched her hips back as she took another sip of the rye. The liquid slid down her throat just as fingertips caressed the cleft of her thong.
Jesse took the now empty glass from her, set it on the bar behind him in front of the Cab Calloway picture and turned toward Ivanka. “You’re beautiful when your body begs, you know that?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Her voice dropped a few notches while she parted her legs for the fingers caressing her, moving deeper.
“I hear him and have to agree.” By now Lila had moved closer, one arm snaking around Ivanka’s hip while pulling her closer. Her mouth nuzzled her ear. “I love me a beautiful redhead. Body like this,” she gave Ivanka’s ass a squeeze, “hips so full like mine,” a hand caressed the curve of one.
“And breasts so full and luscious.” Jesse stepped forward, set one hand on her hip, the other on a breast, palm squeezing a nipple into a hard peak.
By now Ivanka’s clit had poked out and her panties were soaked. More so when Lila’s fingers caressed her asshole, slid past parted thighs and pressed against her clit, pushing her panties inside her slick pussy. “My Goddess we’re wet, aren’t we?”
Ivanka could only moan until Jesse’s lips sealed over hers. He tasted of rye, spice, and vanilla. Then his scent entered her nose, sandalwood and all male. She quivered against both of them, then stepped back while Jesse left her to fix another drink. Ivanka turned into Lila’s embrace, sad for the removal of those soft, long fingers from her person, but she needed to sit for a moment and compose herself. In contrast to Jesse’s strong embrace, Lila’s arms felt more like home, comforting yet familiar. She’d been the first female lover Ivanka had and it pissed her parents off to no end to find out their only daughter, set to inherit quite a fortune, decided to do the abnormal thing and play for the home team.
Boy, would they be shocked if they ever knew she had not just one lover but two.
She sighed, slowly slid from Lila’s hug and made her way to the rocking chair beside the fireplace. Jesse handed her a drink.
“Is a different rye okay?”
Ivanka took the glass from Jesse’s hand and brought it to her lips. Sucking down a healthy amount of liquid allowed her to taste the cinnamon and oak of the rye along with a slight burn down her throat that almost made her cough. She leaned forward, blinked and looked up at Jesse to see lust dancing in his eyes.
“What’s wrong, babe?”
Ivanka turned toward Lila, sighed and took another sip of the drink, letting the last of it slide down her throat before setting the glass on the coaster. She gripped both arms and rocked steadily in the chair. “I just needed a moment, Lila. That’s all.”
Soft gray eyes filled with more than lust threatened to bore into her soul and that disturbed Ivanka at first, then she let herself open up to the compassion Lila usually offered. “Busy day?”
“You bet. But you look rested. That nightie looks super sexy on you.”
Lila ran her hands over her body, starting at round breasts before moving down over her fuller figure until like the hem of the nightie, her fingertips whispered above pale flesh. Then she stepped forward, knelt between Ivanka’s legs and looked up.
At Lila’s feral grin, Ivanka’s heart skipped a beat.. A glance at Jesse showed him wearing the same grin.
We will devour you and drown your sorrows in our pleasure, our love.
The words echoed in her head, a memory from the first card they’d sent her six months ago today. “I love you guys.”
Lila reached for one hand, Jesse, the other. “Are we ready?”
Catching her breath, Ivanka let both her lovers pull her to her feet. “The floor?” Jesse’s eagerness couldn’t be missed and Ivanka let out a laugh that came out softer than she meant it to.
Before she could respond, she’d been tugged to her feet and pulled into two warm bodies. Good thing, because it became apparent just how cold the house was and what the temperature was outside. Ivanka hadn’t any idea why she’d chosen to leave her coat back in Oakland, she’d have to either stay the night again or drive back late. The latter wasn’t an option she wanted, not with the construction and cleanup of the new Bay Bridge.
A mouth caressed one side of her neck, another set of lips crushed against hers. Jesse back on Ivanka’s neck, Lila’s soft, inviting mouth over hers before a tongue probed her.
Opening herself to the passion, she let Lila lead the kiss while two pairs of hands roamed over her body, caressing the small of her back, her ass, her thighs, stomach.
Slowed movements designed to tease did just that.
Ivanka moved with the pair over her hips, gyrating against Jesse’s thigh until the hem of her dress rose and she straddled him.
Lila’s mouth had moved down Ivanka’s neck, biting, stopping to suckle flesh while nimble fingers slid beneath the slender straps of her dress and pushed it down, exposing Ivanka’s red bra. “You wore the red set?”
Jesse moved back, still keeping a hand on Ivanka’s head. His firm grip reassured Ivanka they were moving together while those fingers inched downward, massaging the tender flesh of her neck and sending tingles through her.
“You’ll have to unwrap me and find out.”
Lila giggled and tugged the dress down until it fell in a pool at Ivanka’s feet, leaving her standing in her bra, panties and pair of matching red heels.
“I love it!” Lila clapped her hands together and met Ivanka’s stare. “Matches those pretty red curls of yours.”
“It brings out the emerald in your eyes too.” Jesse put a hand on Lila’s hip. “Do we get to unwrap the rest?”
Ivanka stepped out of the dress, her heels clicking against the wood until she’d stepped on the carpet. She wanted to feel sexy, needed to. Forcing herself to move toward the bedroom would put her mind on her lovers, rather than her bullshit day, so she took one step forward, parting Lila and Jesse. “Follow me?”
Both of them nodded.
Ivanka became acutely aware of the twin sets of eyes staring at her ass while she strutted her stuff down the hallway to the guest bedroom. She’d never made it upstairs, always too hurried to fuck both of them and sate her desires and theirs to bother with steps. Per
haps tonight would be different, when she could care.
Pushing open the door, she stopped, found the bed to her right had been dressed in black satin. “Oh my.”
“Oh my indeed,” Lila purred, her lips against Ivanka’s neck.
A male hand gave the door another push, opening it all the way. “Yes. I just bought those and had them washed so everything is all clean for us to dirty up.”
She didn’t have to turn around to see the wicked glint in Jesse’s eyes.
Chapter Two
A hand at the small of her back gave her a gentle push. Ivanka stepped into the room, spun around and faced two lust filled pairs of eyes. She spread her hands out to her sides, palms up before gesturing for them to come to her.
Jesse entered first, Lila right behind him.
Ivanka sat on the bed, crossing one leg over the other and enjoying the feel of satin against her bare skin.
Kneeling before her, Jesse took her foot, removed one heel, then the other and set the pair by the dresser before kissing her thighs.
His mouth on her flesh sent tingles racing up her spine.
Lila moved behind Ivanka, her weight settling on the mattress. She moved closer, spreading her legs on either side of Ivanka’s hips and scooting forward so her hips brushed against Ivanka’s. Her hands caressed Ivanka’s shoulders, moving down until they’d rested just under Ivanka’s breasts. “Let Jesse do the one thing he’s been dying to do all night, lover?”
Before Ivanka could respond, Lila tugged her back so she fell against soft breasts. Her head rested atop Lila’s shoulder while fingers stroked her belly.
Jesse moved quickly, parting her thighs before moving in closer. He hooked his fingers around the waist of Ivanka’s panties and tugged down.
Ivanka lifted her hips, pressing her back harder against Lila’s erect nipples while Jesse removed her panties and tossed them aside. Looking down the length of her body, she watched Jesse lean forward, kissing her inner thigh. First the left, then the right, then swirling his tongue in circles until she’d felt her skin prickle from excitement. Her body grew heated from the cool breath against her skin, yet she felt more moisture between her legs. His tongue flicked the juncture where her thigh and hip met, before he’d delved in between her folds. He swept over one side of her engorged folds, then the other before placing a chaste kiss on her swollen clit.
Hands continued to caress her hips, then up her sides before stopping at her breasts. Fingers pinched her nipples through the cups of her bra, forcing a moan from Ivanka.
She drew her legs up, giving Jesse total access to her pussy. Taking her clit between his lips, he suckled and flicked his tongue over her until her hips began rocking in time with his strokes. Two fingers slid inside her, pumping, brushing her G-spot while Lila’s hands continued rubbing hardened nipples.
It didn’t take long before her thighs quivered and her body began to shake, and Ivanka was reaching for something, anything to grip while in the throes of orgasm.
She found Jesse’s free hand, clamped her legs around Jesse’s head, and let her body explode. Her body spasmed, muscles tightened and that lovely warm sensation washed through her while Jesse speared her with his fingers and tongue.
Lila’s fingers kept caressing Ivanka’s hardened nipples, making her shake harder. She writhed against Lila and bucked her hips against Jesse’s face until her release hit again and she let loose every muscle on her body, panting heavily while noting the thin sheen of sweat that now covered her skin.
“My turn.” Lila carefully slid out from beneath her and lay on her side. She reached for Ivanka, pulling herself on top before her mouth fell on Ivanka’s.
Plump lips crushed against Ivanka’s mouth while breasts pillowed against her chest. Jesse’s fingers inside her pussy moved, the sounds of passionate kisses and slicked digits moving inside tight wetness echoing in the room while Lila claimed Ivanka’s mouth.
She loved how her girlfriend devoured her uninhibited, craving the closeness, the passion shared, and how Jesse’s fingers between her legs ramped up her arousal yet again, only a moment after she’d had another orgasm.
Mind still focused on the task at hand, Ivanka thrust her tongue into Lila’s mouth, tasting, teasing, caressing while Lila moaned and settled her weight against Ivanka. She ran her hands up Lila’s sides and down again, cupping her partner’s ass.
Lila spread her legs and groaned louder. Pulling back from the kiss, Lila arched her hips up and back down while Jesse wriggled his fingers inside Ivanka.
His wet mouth trailed over Ivanka’s thigh, stopping to nip flesh.
Ivanka giggled, her thighs closing around Jesse’s head before his tongue trailed fire over her already sweat slicked skin.
Using gentle strength, he parted her legs, dove in again.
Before his tongue caressed her slit, Lila’s hips bucked, her hips arching high in the ar.
Jesse flicked once over Ivanka’s swollen clit, making her beg with low moans, then Lila’s hips slammed against Ivanka’s, before a mouth sealed over a breast. Sucking hard, Lila’s mouth pulled at the taut nipple, making Ivanka cry out, arch her hips into Jesse’s mouth while his fingers slid in and out again and again. She rode the warmth of tension building again in her belly, felt a second pair of fingers caress her clit, sending sparks through her from her sex to her nipples and back again. Her body heated, strained against the weight of Lila’s body as though she could throw the other woman off.
Curvy yes, but far from weak, Lila pinned Ivanka to the bed, forcing her wrists above her head while her mouth devoured sensitive flesh.
Every nerve open, Ivanka tried again to close her legs to the pleasure caused by Jesse’s tongue and Lila’s fingers but found herself unable.
“Ride it, baby. Be ours in every way!” She didn’t miss the words her male lover groaned against her flesh.
The thought scared her, but his tongue thrusting inside her quickly purged the fear out of her system in favor of body rocking ecstasy. Lila’s fingers rubbed Ivanka’s clit in tune with Jesse’s tongue fucking, building tension higher, stronger, tighter until it snapped and Ivanka jolted from the orgasm that flew into her, lifting her hips off the mattress. She screamed into soft lips now covering hers, now muffling her cries. Eyes slammed shut, she panted into Lila’s mouth, breathing the other woman in, letting out the day’s stress just like she need.
The latter orgasms were always more intense.
A third orgasm would be her undoing, leaving her feeling like a wet noodle, both physically and mentally.
She wanted to give back to them both, needed to, but catching her breath became more important.
Jesse removed his fingers and stood to his full height. By now, Lila had slid off Ivanka and lounged beside her. “I thought it more appropriate if I joined you both on the bed.”
“You need to strip,” Ivanka managed to say, the words coming out more breathy than she thought she had energy for. She watched the slow smile spreading across his face before he reached for the hem of his polo shirt and pulled it over his head and tossing it aside.
The sight of his lean body always managed to steal Ivanka’s breath. She drank in the smooth, tanned skin and well defined muscles of her male lover’s body before weakly lifting a hand to beckon him to the bed.
“We want to see your cock, Jesse. Why don’t you show us?” Lila winked and shifted closer to Ivanka, rubbing her satin against Ivanka’s skin.
Jesse nodded, “Fair enough. I’ve had my fingers in both of you, working on memorizing your individual tastes, now I suppose I can come out with the big gun.” He snickered.
Ivanka rolled her eyes. “Let’s see it!”
Taking a step back from the bed, he reached for the snap, popped it, slid the zipper down slowly, keeping eye contact with both women.
How that was possible Ivanka didn’t question. But she loved him for it, enjoyed his full attention on both women he considered treasures. His movements showed that much.
When the zipper hit the bottom, he reached for the waist of his jeans and shimmied out of them, still keeping his eyes locked on theirs.
The intensity of his gaze burned into Ivanka and made her shiver.
Then his jeans were gone and he stood before him, hands on his hips, cock jutting proudly outward. The head glistened with drops of precum. He took his cock in one hand and began stroking it, still maintaining fierce eye contact.
“I already had my fill of him earlier, Ivanka. You need to get fucked, baby.”
Ivanka looked at Lila, saw the seriousness in her eyes. Did she know something Ivanka didn’t know? It’s not like it was the first time they’d had sex, and they’d worked out a system of who got to ride Jesse’s cock during their encounter. That worked well until Ivanka showed up one afternoon back in October and Lila sported a rather fancy looking strap on.
Remembering that afternoon had her lick her lips.
“You’re thinking of something, Ivanka. Tell us?” She ran a fingernail over the exposed flesh of Ivanka’s stomach, making her clench her muscles together and giggle.
“I just remember his cock in me, and your strap on in my ass.”
Jesse arched a brow, still stroking slowly.
Ivanka’s gaze never left his cock. “If you’re coming, then bring it.” She drew her legs up.
Jesse nodded and climbed atop the bed. He lowered himself against Ivanka’s body, and started kissing her hips, before moving up her stomach and setting a trail of heated kisses just beneath her breasts. “This,” he grabbed the straps of her bra, “should come off.”
Lila nodded and helped tug the bra down while sliding a hand beneath Ivanka’s back to undo the clasp. When free, both Lila and Jesse tugged the bra free and it went flying into the pile of clothes on the floor by the dresser. He drew his body up the length of hers, captured one breast in his mouth and suckled.
Ivanka jolted, then again when Lila did the same thing. Two mouths sucking her nipples, scraping tongues and teeth over the sensitive nubs while the comfortable weight of Jesse’s body settled against her, pressed her into the mattress.
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