“Don’t you?” Lex reached out.
Jasper couldn’t see what she did, but he felt Noelle’s reaction—a sharp jerk as her breath hissed out. Her hands flew to his hips, clutching for balance, and the movement arched her back and thrust out her breasts.
Grinning, Dallas rolled from the bed. “What do you want, kitten?”
Noelle’s throat worked beneath Jasper’s hand. “Everything.”
“Uh-uh,” Dallas chided. “Not good enough. Be a dirty girl and beg for what you want. I know you want something, I can see it in your eyes.”
Pleasure pulsed up Jasper’s spine as she squirmed before craning her neck to meet his eyes. Her cheeks were pink, her gaze adorably uncertain.
He kissed her softly. “We can’t read your mind, sweetheart. But if you tell us what you want, we can give it to you.”
The tip of her tongue darted out, wetting her lips in a nervous gesture. “How do I know if it’s a bad thing to ask for?”
Time to find out how much she liked the spankings. He met Dallas’s gaze over her head. “If it’s bad, all the better. If it’s too bad, we’ll have to punish you.”
“Oh yeah, we will.” Dallas waited until Noelle looked at him again before turning to retrieve a simple pair of leather cuffs with a short length of chain between them. He tossed them on the bed between Jasper’s knees. A bottle of lube followed, and two shining steel butt plugs with jeweled ends. “Lex, tell her how we punish bad girls.”
Lex licked her lips, her attention riveted to the jeweled plugs. “You make them scream.”
Shuddering, Noelle dropped her head back and rocked her hips restlessly. “I want her to do to me what I did to her. To—to lick my clit. Even though you’re inside me…”
“Mmm.” Lex bent her head, touched her tongue to the soft inside of Noelle’s knee, and then blazed a wet path up her thigh. “I could get you both off like this.”
She licked the base of Jasper’s cock first, slow and firm, and he couldn’t stop his hips from flexing in a short thrust as her tongue disappeared, traveled upwards, and Noelle groaned, lifting both hands to Lex’s head as she pushed closer to her mouth.
Dallas grinned at Jasper, wound a hand in Lex’s hair, and jerked her head back so her tongue hovered just shy of Noelle’s body. “Ask again. And none of that bullshit about how he’s inside you. Tell Jasper you want him to slam his cock into your tight little pussy. Tell Lex you want her to suck your clit until you come on her face.”
Noelle whimpered and reached for Dallas’s wrist, trying to pull Lex back. He held firm, and she sucked in another pleading breath.
Jasper could hear her voice wrapped around the words already—the lilting, embarrassed hesitation over cock and pussy—and he had no idea how he’d last if she actually said them out loud. But even if it hurtled him over the dizzy edge into orgasm, it didn’t matter. Lex was there, Dallas, and either of them could fall on Noelle, lick and stroke her until she came just as hard as he had.
So he released her throat and gathered her arms behind her back. “Lex could suck me instead. And we could hold you right here, like this. Waiting.”
“Lick me,” she choked out, twisting desperately in his grip. “Please, please.”
Dallas laughed and rubbed his fingers between Lex’s legs, working her pussy while Noelle watched in tortured frustration. “You can do better than that, kitten.”
Noelle sucked in a breath and slammed her head back against Jasper’s shoulder, her entire body convulsing as the words burst out of her in a ragged cry. “Fuck my pussy, fuck it with your cock, I want it, I want to be fucked and—and sucked and please—”
He gave her one slow thrust as Dallas let go of Lex. “I go first,” the woman whispered huskily before lowering her mouth again.
Every exploring, teasing lick made Noelle jerk against Jasper’s chest. He held her still, and by the time Lex finally moaned and focused her attentions, Noelle had started rocking her hips, obviously desperate for a more intense touch, a specific sensation.
More.
Dallas swept up the lube and trickled it onto Lex’s ass without warning her. “Don’t be greedy, love. Give Jasper a turn.”
She kissed her way up the center of Noelle’s body, pausing to swirl her tongue around one hard, puckered nipple. “I am greedy.” Then she dropped her hands to grip Noelle’s hips and kissed her, driving her tongue past her lips.
Noelle whimpered, straining against Jasper’s grasp to get closer. When her head tilted, their lips slipped apart enough to show Jasper a flash of tangled tongues, Noelle chasing Lex back into her mouth with an aggression that would have been impossible to imagine a few short days ago.
He gritted his teeth, locked one arm around Noelle, and resumed his rocking motions. Deep but not easy, angling his hips with every thrust and grunting as her body clasped his, slick and hot.
The bed dipped as Dallas knelt behind Lex. He gathered her wrists, coaxing them from Noelle’s body. She broke the kiss, tilting her head to his as he cuffed her hands behind her back.
A laugh, heady and drunk, as Lex rubbed her cheek against Dallas’s. “I lied. Now it’s my turn.”
“Maybe it’s mine,” he rumbled, slicking his hand down to tease her clit. “Everyone’s had someone’s face in their lap but me.”
“You get cranky when you’re horny.” She closed her eyes and circled her hips under his hand.
With his other hand, Dallas reached out to pinch one of Noelle’s nipples, tugging at it until she cried out and jerked in Jasper’s arms. “Why don’t we let them fuck, then, and see what we can do about it?”
In minutes, the two of them would be too wrapped up to notice anything. Jasper pulled free of Noelle’s body and eased her to the bed, coaxing her onto her back. “Look at me.”
She blinked twice before her gaze focused on his, already reaching for him. She clutched at his shoulders and tugged, trying to draw him closer. “I don’t want it to be over.”
The night had to end. “We’ll just start again,” he promised, sliding into the cradle of her hips.
Her brow furrowed and her lips pursed as she lifted her hips, grinding her pussy against his cock. “You’re not inside me,” she protested. “Are you going to make me beg?”
As much as she seemed to like the idea, he shook his head. “I can’t right now.” He reached down and held her still as he drove into her again.
Noelle cried out. Her legs tangled around his hips, her fingers curled around his shoulders, even her lips wrapped around his name as her pussy tightened, her pleasure driving his. He hooked his arms under her legs, pushing her knees toward her chest, and began to ride her.
The first time he hit her G-spot she sobbed his name, her nails pricking his shoulders, and started begging. Not as coherent as the words Dallas might have demanded, but plenty filthy. She pled for his cock, begged him to drive it deep, to take her, fuck her, and each time he slammed home the words broke a little more, until she was making choked noises as she teetered on the edge.
His entire body pulsed with need, the kind that prickled over his skin and narrowed his world to Noelle. Jasper cupped her shoulders and moved faster, harder, ignoring the Siren call of release as he commanded her to come. “Now.”
“I can’t—” The protest died with his next thrust. Her eyes squeezed shut and she twisted, digging her head back into the bed as the first tremors of orgasm began with her clenching pussy.
One more thrust and she came, screaming.
A fucking earthquake couldn’t have kept him from following her in a rush of heat that scalded him from the inside out, stripped away the last of his defenses. He shuddered above her, in her, spilling as she contracted around him, milking his cock.