Jonah Noble - Anticipation is everything (15 page)

Cameron lifted her mouth from between Leticia’s spread legs for an instant and let out a long sigh of satisfaction. She rested her cheek on Leticia’s thigh, her mouth open, her lips inflamed and slick with the juices of Leticia’s sex. I rocked my hips and began to thrust in a rhythm. I saw Leticia’s fingers twirling within the tangles of Cameron’s hair and then she gently, but insistently, guided Cameron’s mouth back to her pussy.

Propped up on her elbows, Leticia and I gazed at each other between the woman we shared. Leticia’s expression was unfathomable. Her eyes were like deep dark pools of wonder and fascination. I saw her gaze drift from my face, down across my chest and then linger at the point where my cock disappeared between the lips of Cameron’s pussy as though she wished she could see more. I narrowed my eyes, and dug my fingers into the flesh of Cameron’s hips. Her back was arched, her breasts swaying gently with each plunging stroke. She rocked back against me to meet each thrust until the rhythm between our three connected bodies was in perfect sexual sync. I heard Leticia sigh and then mutter something incoherent. Cameron seemed to understand. She lifted her face, and Leticia tore the blindfold from the woman’s eyes.

Suddenly Leticia was sliding off the bed. I watched her as Cameron swayed in time with my body. Leticia unfastened her bra and peeled her panties down her thighs. She knelt beside me, wrapped her arm around my waist, and I felt her pushing with me as if to make each stroke reach even deeper inside the gripping depths of Cameron’s pussy. I turned my head and Leticia and I kissed. It was a moment of sizzling passion. Her mouth was fierce and desperate. She sucked my tongue between her lips as if trying to devour me.

“Fuck her hard,” Leticia whispered. “And then I want you to do the same to me.”

She ran her hand along the flanks of Cameron’s body, cupping the heavy weight of the woman’s breasts and then rubbing her back as if offering soothing comfort. Cameron’s head was low to the ground, like she was concentrating on the driving sensations of my cock. I could feel a tremble rising up through her arms and her body began to teeter.

At last I withdrew my cock, wet and glistening from Cameron’s pussy. Leticia did not hesitate. She crouched low and took me in her mouth. Cameron turned around on her knees and then her lips were beside Leticia’s. I looked down at them; two beautiful sexual women, hungrily engulfing me with their tongues twisting and swirling, and their mouths brushing against each other as they shared the length of me. I watched mesmerized and delighted, until I felt the first familiar sensations of an approaching orgasm.

I reached down for Leticia and she seemed to sense and understand. She propped herself on her hands and knees, offering herself to me like a wondrous prize. Cameron gripped me with her fingers and guided the length of me against the swollen lips of Leticia’s pussy.

Leticia was swishing her hips provocatively, tempting and teasing me. I pressed myself within her and she froze suddenly. The first inches of my length disappeared inside her as if by magic… but she was hungry for much more.

Cameron rolled onto her back, moving with the agility of a contortionist. I saw her slide beneath Leticia, positioning her mouth under Leticia’s spread knees. I pressed insistently until I was engulfed deeply within Leticia’s pussy. Cameron tensed her neck, and then I felt the flicker of her tongue play across Leticia’s sex and the sliding slick length of my cock.

Leticia squealed – a sound that was torn raw from her throat, and then she seemed to hunch her shoulders and collapse at the arms, lifting her bottom higher and resting her cheek on the carpet of the bedroom floor. Cameron shifted her body, spread her legs wide. I clamped my hands around Leticia’s waist and began to fuck her with slow, deep strokes. I was on the verge of coming, my body drawn tight as a bow, every muscle in my arms and chest strained and seized. I saw Leticia lift her head a little and held my breath. She need move only a little more to take advantage of Cameron’s position.

I loosened my grip on Leticia’s waist. She edged a little sideways. Cameron’s legs were splayed wide apart. Leticia lifted her face, and then lowered it again… between Cameron’s parted thighs.

I heard Cameron grunt and then gasp in sudden surprise. The back of her head hit the floor – the strain of holding her mouth against my cock and Leticia’s pussy too much to continue. She lay limp like a rag doll beneath us as Leticia’s tentative mouth began to explore the feel and taste of her.

It was enough to trigger my orgasm. I could hear the soft wet sounds of Leticia’s mouth as she flickered her tongue across Cameron’s clit. I could feel Cameron’s hot breath against my cock as she panted and gasped for relief. I saw her body begin to screw tight and realized Leticia was close to giving her an orgasm. I stopped moving. I held myself perfectly still inside Leticia as her pussy gripped to encourage me. A glaze of lust misted my eyes so that the moment became one dominated by sound rather than sight. Cameron began to moan and then shudder. She flailed her arms, fisted her fingers in Leticia’s hair as impulse overcame her discipline and a shattering orgasm overtook her. Her body bucked and then went stiff. Her heels beat a tattoo of sound on the carpet. Leticia kept her lips clamped over Cameron’s clit until the woman went finally quite still, as if she had died a little death of delight.

Leticia looked at me from over her shoulder and our eyes met. She licked her lips as though not a drop of Cameron’s essence should be wasted. “Did I do that?” she asked softly.

I smiled. “You did,” I assured her. Cameron’s eyes were fluttering. “Now it’s your turn.”

Leticia shook her head. I felt a meaningful clench of her pussy muscles as she tightened her body. “No,” she said in a sexy breath. “We shared this night, now I want to share our orgasms. Come with me, Jonah.”

She turned away then, lowered her head once more until her cheek was resting on Cameron’s thigh, her mouth just an intimate inch from the woman’s clit that still throbbed with tiny tremors of aftershock. I scratched my nails down Leticia’s back and she arched her spine like a cat being caressed.

I was on the precipice already, still hard as iron inside the depths of Leticia’s pussy. She too was trembling as if straining to hold back her release. Cameron lifted a lazy arm and brushed her hand across Leticia’s clit so that I could feel the errant touch of her fingertips as I slid myself deeper and deeper inside Leticia until our bodies were locked together, burning flesh against burning flesh.

The night filled with the sounds of our ragged breathing. Leticia began to moan, a low throaty sound that rose in volume and tone like a boiling kettle until she was shrieking between clenched teeth. I felt myself swell, tense, and then explode – the instant triggering Leticia’s own rapturous orgasm.

The world seemed to open wide and engulf us in a deep chasm of swirling sounds and sensations. I felt myself falling, tumbling. I saw bursts of light behind my eyes that became flashes of erotic memories, seared into my mind.

When I drifted back to reality, Leticia’s body and mine were still rocking gently, tossed about as if we were on a calm ocean after the tempest of a storm. We had come through the maelstrom together, survived, and were stronger for it.

We had been made inseparable by a moment in our lives that had bound us together and left us tightly entwined around each other’s hearts.

* * *

In the morning, Leticia and I stayed standing on the front steps and staring down the road for long minutes after the taxi had driven Cameron away.

It was a beautiful day. The sky was achingly blue, the colors of the flowers more vivid than I had ever remembered them. Summer was in the air, and like the imminent change of season, so was there a change in Leticia. She looked searchingly up into my face, wrapped her arms around my waist so that our hips were pressed together.

“I want to do that again,” she said softly. The smile on her lips was genuine and warm and somehow more worldly.

“So do I,” I admitted.

“When?” Leticia asked.

I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. I kissed her with a lingering and deep passion that had been given new spark.

“As soon as you check through our emails for another submissive,” I said with a wink of promise.

The End.

Other Jonah Noble novels also by Jason Luke:

Interview with a Master

In Love with a Master