Delightful Temptation

by Scarlett Avery

  She uncrosses her arms, folds her them underneath her and lifts her body slightly off the countertop. “Are you kidding me? It was the best thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.”

  “If that’s the case, why are you saying no to me?”

  “I’ve never had one orgasm before in my entire life. How can it be possible to have two in one night? I just don’t want to tempt fate. It’s been amazing so far. Why ruin a good thing?”

  “Because it can be even better,” I state firmly. “I’d consider it a personal failure if we can’t make you come two, three, four, even five times when we share you. Anything less is unacceptable.”

  “Five?” She snorts before letting out a nervous laugh. “Like that’s ever going to happen.” If she only knew.

  “Absolutely. Ethan is right. Once is just not enough.” Xander backs me up.

  “This sounds too good to be true,” she retorts, flashing us an uncertain side stare.

  I lift my index finger at her. “Hold that thought. I’m sure you’ll change your mind in a few minutes.” I offer her a cocksure grin.

  Her eyes shift to Xander. They’re pleading him with silently. I find it amusing how she tries to find an ally when one of us challenges her. Silly kitten. Xander and I are in this together.

  “The man does have some hidden talents. You might want to take him up on his offer,” Xander teases.

  We both laugh.

  “Darn it,” she exclaims. “You two keep ganging up on me.”

  “Would you rather I remove my fingers from your pussy?” I’m gentleman enough to give her a way out.

  “No.” Her answer is no more than a whisper.

  “Now that we’re in agreement, I can go back to pleasuring you. And me.” Impatient, I rub my thumb across her clit, forcing a low grunt out of her. Giving up, she allows her body to rest on the counter again. “Despite your futile protest, it looks like you’re ready for more.” She doesn’t answer. Instead, she rewards me with a giddy smile. When her legs spread open wider, I push my finger deeper into her. “Fuck, your pussy is tight,” I growl, surprised. I force my finger into her more aggressively. The more I pump, the wetter she becomes.

  “Oh, Ethan,” she hisses.

  “I’ve wanted to play with your pussy since I had you in my mouth earlier. I want to toy with your little clit and make you come so hard you cry out my name, banging your fists against the counter as a way of begging for mercy. Of course, it will do little to prevent me from taking you over the edge.”

  Xander grins approvingly. “You and your dirty mouth, mate.”

  I chuckle, pulling my attention away from Delilah. “Says the guy who could win a gold medal at an international dirty-talking competition.”

  “Granted, I’ve been known to get a little carried away.” A little? “Still, since this is our first time with our curvy bombshell, you could cut her some slack. She just came so hard. She hasn’t even had time to recover.” If it weren’t for his mocking smile, I’d almost be willing to take his point of view into consideration.

  “Not a chance, Xander. I’m so desperate to see her come, I’m willing to do anything to make her wetter and more aroused.” I wink at him.

  He looks down at her. “Oh, well, I tried, but my man here has his own agenda.” He shrugs. “Carry on, mate.”

  “Don’t mind if I do.” I’m very aware our banter must be driving her absolutely crazy. It’s all part of the domination game.

  “Dear Lord,” Delilah whispers, closing her eyes.

  “Tsk. Delilah, eyes on me,” I order. “I want you to watch me as I finger-fuck you. I want to see the burning lust in your eyes and I want to see you being consumed by the inexorable pleasure I’ll subject your luscious body to. Can you do that for me?” She nods just before sliding one finger inside her mouth. Fuck. It’s hot enough to make me have pity on her and almost reconsider my position. Almost being the operative word. Doing that would go against everything I stand for as a man. So I do what any self-respecting alpha dominant would. I push her further. “Love, you should know by now how the game is played. You tell me what I want to hear and I give you what your body needs. It’s that simple. So I’ll repeat my question one more time and I expect to hear an answer. Will you keep your eyes locked into mine while my fingers bring you to orgasm?”

  “I’m so turned on right now, I’ll agree to anything you want,” she says.

  “I’ll take that as a yes.” She nods again. “Good. Now spread your legs even wider for me.” She obeys. “You say your clit goes numb when a guy touches you?” She gives me another quick nod. I narrow my eyes. She catches on.

  “Yes.”

  “I’m going to make you come so hard we’re going to dispel that erroneous belief once and for all.”

  “Oh, God,” she whimpers.

  My wet finger traces over the sensitive edge between her clit and its hood, stroking it over, and over, and over again. My hungry eyes hold hers as I let my finger slide over her asshole, gently probing the entrance hidden between her sweet cheeks. “Has anyone played with your ass before?” She shakes her head and then nods. “Which is it, Delilah?”

  “Well, Xander… he was…” She pauses. “You know…”

  “I have many talents, but I can’t read your mind.”

  “I don’t know how to say this, Ethan.” She blushes. Poor little kitten. She’s embarrassed.

  “Allow me to help.” Xander comes to her rescue. “I was stroking her with my tongue, rubbing her from clit to hole. I quite enjoyed it. I considered tongue-fucking her ass, but I thought it might be a bit too much for the first time. I guess I’m the first to have dared.” He’s gloating now.

  “Did you like Xander’s tongue there?” I tap against her entrance.

  “I can’t bring myself to say it,” she answers.

  “Try for me, love,” I coax.

  Her gaze locks into mine. “I know it’s wrong, but I liked it a lot,” she confesses, turning red.

  “It’s only wrong if it hurts or if you object and we refuse to listen. If you enjoyed it, it’s all good.” I smile. She smiles back. “So does this mean I’ll be the first to play there with my finger?”

  “Yes.” Her answer comes out in such a low voice. Pride beams right through me.

  “Sweet Delilah, are you telling me I’ll be the first to finger-fuck your ass?” I use the juices from her dripping pussy to coat my finger. When it’s nice and shiny, I push it in her ass and her body goes stiff.

  “Ethan, I don’t know about this.”

  “Is it because it hurts?” I challenge.

  “No.” She shakes her head, causing some of her hair to stick to her face.

  “Is it because it’s dirty, wrong and almost too perverted for a good girl like you?”

  “Yes. It is,” she cries out.

  “That’s exactly why it’s so good.”

  “I don’t think I can go there.”

  “How do you know if you’ve never tried?” Xander is the one to ask the question. He’s now standing where I was a few minutes ago. He’s in the right spot to just lean down and suck on her massive tits until he runs out of air.

  “Well, I don’t. It’s just not something I should be doing.”

  “In that case, you’re depriving yourself of a core-shaking experience.” That’s usually how we leave the woman we share when we take her ass. “Both Ethan and I love worshiping a woman’s ass.”

  “Really?” She doesn’t sound too convinced.

  “Mmm-hmm.” Xander nods.

  “You know what’s even better than playing with you like this?” I wiggle my finger at the entrance of her ass as I stroke the insides of her trembling thighs. I could go deeper, but I want to ease her into this and not scare her, turning her off from such an intense experience.

  “I’m afraid to ask.” She lets out a little nervous laugh.

  “Aren’t you lucky I’m not afraid to tell?” I mock. “I’m sure that watching Xander claim you here with his ton
gue,” I say, sliding my finger in a little more, “will drive me down to my knees.” I hold her gaze and she doesn’t look away.

  “Oh,” she breathes out.

  “When it’s my turn to take ownership of your ass, I doubt I’ll last long before I shoot my load. I want to take you from behind so when I climax, I come while cupping your tits.”

  “Ethan, your mouth…” She doesn’t finish her sentence. She can’t. What I’m doing to her now is too good for her to be able to think.

  “Are you giving me first dibs on her ass as well?” Xander asks. He looks so excited at the prospect. “You’re so generous tonight. What’s gotten into you?”

  I chuckle. “Don’t kid yourself, bro. It’s more for my enjoyment than anything else. I want to watch her fall apart in your arms before I brand her ass.”

  “Ethan, your hands…” Delilah meows.

  “You like my finger in your ass? You’re such a naughty girl.” I slide my fingers out and slap her big round ass.

  “Ouch.” She frowns. “What was that for?” she asks, rubbing the spot I just spanked.

  “I just wanted to see your ass wiggle.” I grin.

  “You’re so bad,” she quips.

  “You have no idea.”

  My fingers trace little circles on her inner thigh, spiraling ever higher until I touch her pussy. Without warning, I thrust two rough fingers into her, hard and fast. She bucks her hips against my hand with such force, it takes me aback.

  “Oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus,” she screams out, but Xander is quick. In a flash, his mouth on hers muffles the desperate cries escaping. My fingers stroke through her wetness, relentlessly rubbing against her clit. “Yes.” She tilts her head against the counter. She’s taking as much pleasure from me as she is from Xander fondling her nipples. When he brings her tits together and slaps them against each other, I almost lose it. Everything about the way he does that is so sensual—from the jiggle of her breasts, to the heavenly noise of her skin colliding, to her groans, to his grunts, to my growls. After a few minutes, her tits are rosy and so inviting. Xander changes tactics. His thumbs and index fingers are now toying with her peaks. Her nipples are so hard, my mouth salivates. After the hard comes the soft. Xander is now gently stroking her erect nipples. The more he caresses her, the more she sobs. “My goodness, gracious God.” She folds her legs underneath her until her heels are flat against the counter. I keep her body on the edge by plunging my fingers deeper and deeper in her pussy while I glide over her clit with my thumb. When Xander leans down and bites her peak Delilah expels a very long exhale. Her body seems to calm down for a fraction of a second, but that doesn’t last long. She jerks as my fingers slide in and out of her in a ruthless cadence until her pussy clenches. She pushes her hips even higher, vying for more from me and from my best friend.

  “Look at you,” I marvel. “You’re dying to come again, aren’t you? You look innocent enough, but you’re quickly becoming our dirty little Southern Belle.”

  “It’s your fault. Xander is driving me out of my mind and you… you’re doing things to me… really good things.”

  “I’m pleasuring you as much as I’m pleasuring myself, sweetness.” Her confession only serves to make me want her more. “You’re not so numb after all.” Without losing a beat, my fingers continue to toy with her clit.

  “Oh, Lord.” She’s close.

  “Just for the record, you haven’t answered my question.”

  “Whatever it is, it’s a yes,” she throws at me. Xander chuckles. His face is buried between her breasts.

  “Your tight little clit is yearning for relief. Isn’t it?” She sobs in response. “You want me to take you there?” I sneer. “I want to hear the words.”

  “Please, Ethan.” I love how she begs for it.

  “Please what?” I press.

  “You know.”

  “Not unless you tell me.”

  “How can you do this to me?” Her half-lidded eyes are pleading with me. Still, I don’t go easy on her.

  “You’re not playing by the rules.”

  “Please, please, please make me come, Ethan.”

  Better. “I’ll give you anything you need, love.”

  My thumb skates over her clit, gliding directly over it each time my fingers plunge deeper inside her aching pussy. One, two, three, four strokes. Her body coils tighter as I relentlessly torment her. Xander takes a step back, admiring her with as much lust in his eyes as I’m sure I have in mine. Delilah is gasping for air, shaking her head from left to right so violently it’s almost impossible to see her beautiful features anymore because her hair sticks to the pearls of sweat trailing down her face.

  “I’m about to erupt,” she shouts.

  My best friend brushes her fiery mane away from her face and strokes her cheeks with such tenderness you’d think he’s about to console her. That’s unlikely. “Not yet, sweetheart. Ethan hasn’t given you permission yet. He’s the one in control, not you.”

  “Thanks for having my back,” I say.

  “Any time.” He returns my grin. To my great shock and to Xander’s, Delilah grabs his bulging cock and caresses the fullness of his incredibly hard shaft. He lets out a guttural sound and I can’t help but do the same. Slowly he brings his hand up and covers hers. He tilts his hips forward, pushing his cock against the palm of her hand. He suggestively grinds against her hand so many times, it should be R-rated. I’m completely overtaken by his move. After a few minutes, Xander stops. “Ethan is right. There’s a little vixen inside you begging us to let her out. And you know what? We’ll gladly oblige.” His voice is so low. It’s like gravel.

  “Fuck, yeah,” I declare. Delilah clenches my fingers in response. “Xander, she’s close. Keep her mouth busy, will you?”

  “Consider it done.” He smiles.

  “I can’t wait to find out if your cheeks flame up as much as they did earlier when you first climaxed. Let go. Come for us, Delilah.” I press my middle finger against her clit with such precision, she loses it and comes screaming.

  “Arrrgh!” Her orgasm explodes. She sinks her hips lower against my hand, seeking as much sexual healing as she can get from me. “Ethan. Oh, Eth—”

  “Shh.” Xander fists her hair and pulls her head up until their lips meet. He crushes her mouth against his and gives her a sloppy full-blown tongue-to-tongue kiss. For a few minutes their kissing sounds and Delilah’s loud pants fill the room. I stop breathing. My need for release is at an all-time high, but right now the only thing I can do is watch, completely transfixed by this salacious moment. I’m too consumed by them to break their embrace. Delilah falls back against the counter with eyes that say she’s exhausted, spent and utterly satisfied.

  “I love watching your hips oscillate and shudder like that in response to my touch and to Xander’s with such awakening.”

  “You’re…” She can’t even speak. It’s too much.

  “That good?” I tease. “You look so dazed, love.” She nods. Her tits rise and fall with each exhale. I’m glad to see she didn’t hold back.

  I sensually lick each and every one of my fingers, lapping at her juices without ever leaving her gaze. When I’m done, I look up at Xander and without even having to exchange more than a nod, I know we’re thinking the same thing. This passionate interlude is far more intense than I ever could have imagined. Watching Xander fuck her with his twelve-inch cock is going to be something I never forget for the rest of my life. Taking her together will be the pinnacle.

  CHAPTER 18

  Delilah

  As the inescapable thrill of a post-orgasm tide engulfs me, a flood of new sensations scorches right through me. I guess I should say two mind-blowing climaxes. My body is releasing quivering waves I’ve never felt before. Holy Jesus. What just happened? Did I actually reach out and cup Xander’s cock like that? Did I really allow Ethan to touch me in a forbidden place? I guess I did. What a difference a few hours make. My eyes bounce to the two men who have shattered
my long-held belief that sex is nothing more than a boring and tedious activity meant to only pleasure men. I now realize how wrong I was. Had I known how good this was, I would’ve begged for it a long time ago.

  How do I put into words what these two have done to my body? How can you ever describe ecstasy—the kind I never thought a girl like me would experience in her lifetime? I mean seriously, as my orgasm hit me hard, it sent my body into a state of complete and utter bliss. I never wanted to come down from such a wonderful apogee. I’m trying to catch my breath, but I can’t. My head is still spinning and my blood is pumping like crazy.

  “Are you okay?”

  My eyes shift to Ethan’s. I open my mouth to respond, but honestly I’m at a loss for words.

  I sit on my elbows to lift myself up enough so that I can take both men in. My eyes bounce from one to the other. I’m still unable to come up with a coherent sentence, let alone a reply. When I don’t respond, Xander presses, “Talk to us.” Clearly, he’s amused by the fact I can’t muster up an answer.

  To my surprise, Ethan trails the fingers that he just licked with such raunchiness over my still-throbbing pussy. He can’t possibly go for a third round. My body trembles under his touch. “Oh, God,” I sob.

  He removes his fingers as quickly as he dipped them inside me. I watch as he circles the granite counter and stands across from Xander. I’m now caught between them. “I made you come, didn’t I? With my fingers. No numbness whatsoever.” He grins. This is the second time he drives his point home. Obviously he really wants me to get it. Trust me, I do—loud and clear. Just when I think this can’t get any more depraved, it does. He presses his finger, still dripping with my own juices, inside my mouth. “Open wide. I want you to taste yourself again. Lick.” I obey. This is different from when I tasted myself earlier on his lips. This is so much kinkier. “You’re so sweet and so tempting.” Ethan sighs as he takes a step back.

  “Watching her lick your finger like that makes me imagine how sweet it will be to witness her lips wrapped around your cock as you force her to take you in deeper. I can’t wait.” Xander’s words shock me for two reasons. One, they’re incredibly perverted. Two, do they intend on seeing me again?