by Rose Francis
Christian's face snapped up, full lips dropping open slightly as a rush of relief washed over him, followed quickly by pleasure. A smile broadened his lips, revealing those white teeth once more.
Leon gave a quick nod, feeling almost trapped in the most delightful way by the other man. He nearly choked trying to speak, and simply resorted to nodding at first. After a few heartbeats, he finally managed out, “Just... let me know when... if...” He shook his head, laughing lightly at himself. “I’m usually pretty good at this, just so you know.”
With a low, husky chuckle, Leon pinched the man’s chin between his thumb and index finger. “I bet you are,” he remarked with a toothy grin. Releasing the man’s face he pressed into him, a bulge apparent as it prodded into his stomach. “You and I will work some stuff out, I’m sure. And in the meantime, if you can think of anythin’ in particular you’d like me to get, let me know. Remember: special. I won’t be gettin’ you some old rags.” He added pointedly, “Nobody I look after walks around with anythin’ but the best. For the record.” He then pulled open the door for him.
Christian let out a whimper and a sigh of relief, as though Leon had done something to him that was beyond mind blowing. He practically fell out of the door, looking back at the other man longingly. He swallowed, his eyes scanning over Leon’s face and body, opening his mouth to speak just as the front door opened, Tia singing out, “I’m back!”
Leon gave the man a wink and casually walked past him, letting his palm rest against the man’s chest briefly then trail on down across his body, nearly brushing his groin as he walked on past.
Chapter 10
Heading downstairs he went to greet Tia with a mock glare, “Dammit, woman, you were gone an age!”
“You know how she is. We got to talking.” She smiled lightly. “Marcia’s doing a bit better, they’re hoping she’ll be alright in a few weeks’ time. It’s still pretty touch and go and she’s really upset over losing the baby,” she mourned. “Still, at least they have each other still.”
Leon came on over to her and put his arm about her, pulling her in close and kissing her temple. “How about we go call it a night, huh? I’m beat, and I’ve barely had a moment alone with you, Tia,” he said to her in a soft, weary voice. For he was indeed growing weary by this point. A long day of travel behind him.
She nodded, in full agreement as she began walking up the stairs. The other occupied rooms were all shut to the world as they made their way down the hall. Tia smiled at him gingerly as she walked to the bed, sitting down gently. “It’s been a rough day, hasn’t it?”
Shutting the door after him, he came over to sit himself down on the bed beside her. He stretched out, reclining and placing his arm around the voluptuous woman with a big heave of a sigh.
“Well, I dunno about for you, but I trekked through miles of sodding ruin to get here, so yeah.” He gave her a big, cheesy grin as he rubbed his hand along her side, brushing against the underside of her breast.
She gave a soft chuckle, resting her head against his shoulder. “Yea. I won’t be offended if, you know. I have to wait. Even if I was teased and tormented for most of the day by your presence and... the coitus interruptus that is my sister.”
She stroked her hand along his thigh, down along the knee and then back again. “She can be a brat, but she really has a crush on you, I think. Don’t be... I mean, she’s never...” She admitted softly, rubbing at her temple, “I mean she’d kill me if I told you, but she’s all talk.”
With a low, husky chuckle he gave her side a squeeze, in the process pressing the heel of his hand into her breast. Leaning over he gave her neck a kiss, speaking to her quietly. “Don’t worry. I have a crush on the two of you anyhow, so it’s mutual.”
With a wry smile, he added, “And keep you waiting? Tia, I wouldn’t dream of it. I was balls deep in you when I had to pull out, and now I’ve got you to myself again at last, you think I can just fall asleep now?” He gave a laugh. “Yeah right.”
Her lip twisted in a curl, her posture relaxing further as she nodded. “Good,” she murmured, moving off him and staring at him quite seriously. “I actually had an idea I’m sure you’ll love. See, Faith is kinda stuck on this Will guy, but I think she’s probably... nervous. You know how she’s always been, she always puts on this show and acts like she knows what she’s doing. But she really doesn’t, and I think it’s been getting to her a lot more seeing this guy, since of course he kind of expects it.” She inhaled, shaking her head. “To get to my point, finally... I’d kinda like to show her. Introduce her to things, and let her experiment in a less emotional setting. Let her make mistakes, figure things out, and do so with... two... trusted adults.”
Leon saw where this was headed long before she approached anything approximating the point. He knew what a free-loving sort Tia was, part of what he adored about her, even if it made her seem crazy at times. Leaning over to her, he gave her a kiss on the lips. “Sounds right. The right thing to do, I mean,” he said firmly. His demeanour was calm and rational, but already his manhood was stiff, despite its frequent use that day, throbbing a bit wildly at the thought in fact. “Three of us are somethin’ special anyhow, huh?”
“I’d trust you with her”—she smiled, kissing his neck lovingly—“one-on-one, but I just think she’d feel a bit too pressured. To try to put on a show and make you feel like she knew what she was doin’. I want her to be able to relax.” She kissed along the line of his sweater, tugging it with her teeth. “I think it could be something she’d remember forever.”
His hand slid to her breast entirely, pressing his palm to the large mound fully and beginning to knead it as they started to kiss and explore one another. “I love the idea,” he said lowly, “you and me, teachin’ a sweet and curious Faith what she’s been pretendin’ to know all along.” He gave a light laugh then bit her earlobe, squeezing her breast. “Sounds perfect, Tia. Well... if only I could take you both back to my place for it, it would be.”
“Don’t start,” she warned, but even then she had a smile on her face, shifting to straddle his lap. “My, my. You like that even more than I would have guessed,” she teased, kissing the corner of his lip, her chemise riding up around her hips and revealing the bare skin beneath. “I guess I have gotten kinda greedy with you lately. I just... you don’t get here often,” she apologized, her chocolate eyes begging for his forgiveness.
Feeling her seated upon his lap, and his cock, he gripped her hip in one hand and her breast in the other, holding her firmly in place as he felt her out. “Mmm, you know, you are the perfect woman for me, Tia,” he said in a deep, somewhat gravelly voice after all day. “Too perfect. Because though I could have you, and almost everything else I wanted on top, you’re just too much of a damn individual to get that one last thing from you.” He gave her a hard kiss on the lips. “And I think all three of us will remember the night, not just her, Tia love.”
Her hand went into his dreaded hair, her nails trailing against his scalp and down his neck. “Every time you come back, I want us to make this work, but it never does. Not for good.” Her teeth tugged his lower lip, her nose rubbing against his. “You don’t know how bad I wish I could leave it all, just spend my days with you, learning to do what you do. But I really believe in what we’re doing here. I think we can make a difference.” Her teeth moved to his ear, tugging it gently. “But there’s always now. Always tonight.”
With a shift of his hips, Leon pressed up against her with his groin, his fingers moving back to sink into her ass. “Let’s pretend for one night then,” he said softly, “that we’re sticking it out together. Because I love ya, Tia”—he kissed her neck then lifted her, turning about and laying her back on the bed—“and I want you.”
“I love you too,” she admitted, her thighs crooked around his hips as she shifted, somehow managing to grab her nightgown up over her body, tossing it into a pile in the corner of the room. It left her body so delightfully bare, the light-brow
n skin so smooth, despite the roughness in her hands and the strength in her arms and legs. Her breasts were so large, they parted with the newfound freedom, her nipples puckered atop them. She smiled at him, looking so passionate and loving toward the man she obviously cared deeply for. Despite her free-love lifestyle, she knew what she had with him was different.
The feeling was mutual. Leon was a self-involved man in many respects, and had no time for monogamous love, or devotion to something other than self, but for Tia, he was softer around the edges. Taking home of one of her now free breasts, he parted his mouth, about to dive down and suckle it, but instead rose up, pulling off his sweater and tossing it to a corner of the room with disdain before lowering himself down, bare-chested. With her heavy breast in hand, he kissed about it, licked around it, before clamping his lips to the areola and nipple, suckling on it hungrily.
Her moan was in good humour, the end turning into a gasped laugh as she pushed her breast harder against his mouth. “You said you wanted to do this the second you got here.” Her hand pressed him to her harder, encouraging his languid attentions as her stiff nipple was teased by his adept tongue.
He lapped at her, suckling at her breast hungrily despite the man’s massive size. Tia’s greatest physical asset was her generous chest, and he loved to revel in it any chance he got. He had no answer for her, as he continued to assault her teat, before finally pulling off his mouth. “And you have no damn idea how hard it was to not drop to my knee, tug down your dress and start on ’em right downstairs before everyone,” he declared before devouring the other breast, too, squeezing and rolling the flesh of the first in his hand, letting the saliva-slickened nipple poke up between the ring of his thumb and index finger.
Her day had been long and emotional, and he was giving her just the attention and release she’d been craving. The ability to lie back in her bed and have him lavish attention on her was just what she needed, and it was so quick that she was breathing heavily. The scent of her arousal already permeated the air, and she writhed under him eagerly. Her lower lip trembled and she bit down on it, silencing a loud moan as her back arched.
He wasn’t often, but Leon could be a tender and caring lover at times. And as he lavished his oral affections upon her breasts, he lowered one of his big, hard hands down, rubbing the dark digits along her slit in a pleasing manner before trailing back up and parting her labia. As he curled his tongue about her nipple in his wanton suckling, he began to rub her womanhood, stoking its fires as he prodded and encircled her clit.
She didn’t bother trying to hold out on her moaning for long. Instead, she felt the absolute need to express her gratitude to him, and after a few moments, the room was thick with the sounds of her pleasure. As his finger glided across her slickened sex, her legs encircled him, her head tilting up to look down at him affectionately. Her words of praise, her compliments and expressions of love and fondness, mixed their way into her moans and sighs.
Tugging back on her teat, he let his dark eyes meet hers a moment as he brought his free hand down. It was a bit of doing getting his belt and pants undone, but he managed it without so much as having to pause his dual ministrations on her, fingering and suckling. Worming his way out of his last garments, he recommitted himself to her body, tugging on her teat harder and letting his thick fingers dip into her cunt with their skillful motions. He wanted to make Tia squirm and writhe, remind her of all he had to offer this night. Maybe that’s part of what drove him to be so good for her, to make her see just how great he could be for her and sway her mind.
She was almost shaking beneath him, his ministrations bringing her to the brink before toppling her over with a loud cry, her head tilting backwards and her eyes clenching shut. Her body writhed and shuddered as he continued to manipulate her body, and it was nearly too much. Still, she demanded he not stop, and it wasn’t long before there was a warm gush coating his hand, quickly soaking the bed as she shook beneath him.
Leon simply grinned with her tit still in his mouth. He loved the way Tia came, always such a warm, slick mess. He prolonged the moment, continued to provoke her oversensitive body in its heightened state before he unsealed his lips, letting her nipple snap back into place, and raised his digits to his mouth, licking her juices from them. He rose up, his back straight, letting the heavy length of his veiny girth rest along her slit as he eyed her.
She was in a daze, that ecstasy on her face so obvious. She was halfway between heaven and earth, and as her eyes worked over his body, she looked much closer to paradise than the hell on earth. She adored him, it was so obvious. “Did I tell you how sorry I was for earlier?”
Sucking the last of her juice from his pinky finger, he slid it out of his mouth and gave her a half smile. “You don’t have to,” was all he said, pulling back his hips and letting the underside of his cock drag along her cunt, until the wide tip was positioned at her entrance. Resting his hands on her thighs, he pushed them back and lined himself up before giving a single, swift push, knowing her body so intimately well as to be able to use the exact amount of force to tweak her sensations just right, giving a lewd groan of his own pleasure in the process. After her orgasm, she was left so slick as to be easily penetrated, even by his large organ.
He could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm, her pussy contracting around him so pleasantly. She was a woman who enjoyed sex, and foreplay, but wasn’t necessarily promiscuous. As far as he knew, she’d only had a couple other partners at the commune, though they were no longer in the picture. One of her partners was actually the man that was earlier kidnapped by bandits, and it had come as a rather hefty blow to her. He was actually convinced, for a while, that she’d leave to be with him full-time after the loss. It was what had brought their relationship to the ground, but this trip had shown him her forgiveness and interest in continuing, if nothing else. Her legs wrapped around him as she encouraged him in, though he needed none of her guidance. Her hands went to his strong shoulders and her head lifted, silencing her own moans against his mouth.
He’d been with two other women this very day, but now was the time he took to savour and really enjoy it. No need to rush, or do anything but revel in their two bodies mingling. Tugging back his hips and pushing in, his powerful body rutted into hers with an increasing intensity. Leon knew just how to amp it up, though tonight, with her excessive slickness, there was less need to worry about easing her into his size or pace. Pistoning into her cunt he kissed her hard and rubbed his hands up and down her body, coming to rest upon her breasts and work their flesh as he fucked her.
She was so responsive to touch, and her body arched and moved against his as though they were dancing together. They complimented each other so well, her breasts and ass so soft and round, his body so hard and sculpted. Both a beautiful brown tone, though she was far lighter than he. Both young and still in their prime. She trembled against him, her body still so sensitive from her orgasm, and another tremor passed through her nervous system, her breath hitching.
Pulling back from their intense kissing, he let his fingers curl around her back, so that he was holding her almost completely about her waist now. He held her body so, like she was utterly under his power, shaping and directing her with his strength as he hammered into her harder. He was breathing heavily himself, though he took the time to watch her through lidded eyes, enjoying the wet slaps of their bodies striking one another as he kept it up, ratcheting up the intensity continually.
She likely wouldn’t have been able to handle or enjoy it so much if she weren’t so aroused. The teased entrance of earlier had really worked a number on her, and his skilled ministrations of her body only warmed her further. Her body was primed for him, and the slight discomfort he did bring her was warmly received by the murmurs of pleasure she expressed. It wasn’t long before she shook against him once more, her sensitive body so primed for pleasure.
Leon had stamina to spare usually, and after this day it was doubly so. He took her through another c
limax, and before she knew it, had her bent over, ass in the air, face mashed into the bed as he took hold of her hips and was pumping into her cunt from behind. He even gave her round ass a few slaps as he huskily praised her body and spoke about how long he’s been dreaming of this moment.
After her multiple orgasms, she was putty in his hands, so easily melded and convinced to whatever he wanted. She had already soaked him, and the scent of their sex was everywhere in the small room. Her breathing and their physical activity had already caused the humidity to rise, and sweat glistened along the small of her back as she struggled to keep herself up on shaky arms.
His muscular form was glossy in the dim light of the room, the contour of every muscle, the line of every scar outlined all the more by the thin sheen of perspiration. If this were the first night of many together, he’d have been more careful not to wear her out and leave her sore, but he wanted to make the most of this, and so through each position, each hammering he gave her, he savoured her body. Breathing heavily, they eventually found themselves off the bed entirely. He had her legs in hand and was pumping into her, her back to the wall as they noisily humped against it. He kissed her face and neck, muttering, “Dammit I wish I could have this with you more often.”
She was exhausted, her mind addled by her orgasms. “I missed you,” she moaned, “I missed you so fucking much.”
He gave a low growl at her words and husked out his agreement. The other two occupants of the home were no doubt well aware, by now, of just how much fun the two were having together, with their noisome exercises. Grunting he eventually took her back to the bed, pumping his cock inside the now puffy and battered sheath of her cunt as he spooned in behind her, their bodies intertwined, thick limbs all about her. “I need to finish,” he groaned out into her ear, his hard, authoritative voice so needy for once.
She nodded her agreement. She had always, in the past, preferred he cum elsewhere, insistent against getting pregnant. She cared for so many, she had argued, that she couldn’t afford to take time off just for her own selfish desires. Not when the father wouldn’t even be around. Her legs tightened against him, though, trapping him deep within her. His absence had certainly stirred something in her.