Either something wonderful waited on the other side of that door, or it would be just a lot of heartache and embarrassment. Perhaps it would be a statement of Taylor’s gullibility, or weakness, or just a sign of what a slut she was. Alex wouldn’t see it that way, of course, or ever use such terms…but anyone else probably would. And he’d never speak of it, but he’d know.
Five days ago, he was just a high school memory and an occasional comment on Facebook. Now he left her filled with longing and excitement. This would be complicated all to hell, no matter how non-committal it might be. He put no pressure on her, but Taylor wondered if she would want more from him than had been offered. Offered by his girlfriend, no less. His girlfriend, who presented all manner of complications and unsettling revelations.
Relationships were always complicated, but this went beyond the pale.
Taylor stared at the door. She thought about all that Lorelei had said to her. She thought about the looks on Alex’s face at the party. He never got the chance to talk to her alone before she left.
She wanted to talk to him, of course. She was dying to talk to him. But talking might have spoiled this…if she decided to go through with it.
The thought seemed to settle things for her. She went to that party to see Alex, and hadn’t subsequently avoided talking to him for nothing. She hadn’t let Lorelei kiss her out of fear. Taylor glanced around in the hallway, ensuring she was alone. It was very late, after all.
Assured, she pulled the card key out of the pocket of her jeans. Then she pulled off her jacket. “Here goes,” she muttered.
* * *
“Thought we’d be going straight to bed,” Alex said as he came out of the bathroom. He felt perfectly comfortable being nude in front of Lorelei now-and, if he thought about it, others. Lorelei knelt on the honeymoon suite’s couch, now turned to face the balcony and the beautiful moonlit view of Elliott Bay beyond. The only thing she wore was her black pearl choker.
“We will do as you wish, of course,” she said. Her eyes never left his, nor did they ever convey anything but lust and devotion. “But I thought you might enjoy the scenery while we enjoy one another.”
Weariness showed in his smile. It had been a hell of a day, along with a hell of a night. “You have a lot of initiative for a someone who claims she isn’t in charge.”
“You have no idea, love.”
He sat down on the couch. “Who am I to say no to you?”
Lorelei’s hands slid over his legs, spreading them apart so she could kneel between them. “It is always in your power to deny me.”
“I’d have to be an idiot,” he replied affectionately.
“Wise man,” Lorelei smiled. Her mouth came to the head of his cock. Her tongue extended along it, providing a welcoming surface just as her lips descended over the head and then down its entire length. Once again, she accepted much more of him than should be comfortable, yet she gave no sign of difficulty or hesitation.
Alex rapidly forgot all about his fatigue and the bruising pain in his side. His worries fell away. No more party, no more people wanting to kick his ass or show him up in front of their girlfriends. No more stressing about whether he was showing enough attention to anyone in particular. It had been a great party, all in all…apart from getting beaten up and barely getting to talk to Taylor.
He laid his head back on the couch and his eyes drifted off to one side. Without really looking for anything, he saw Taylor, walking toward him clad only in silk purple panties, a matching bra, and a shy but broad smile. “Hey,” she said.
His eyes went wide. He very nearly sat up, but Taylor was there just in time to put a hand on his bare shoulder. Lorelei’s intensifying attention promptly robbed him of any ability to move below his hips.
“Wow,” Taylor blinked as she slid in close. Her voice was soft, completely in tune with the intimate scene she’d just joined. “That’s hot.”
“How’d you get here?” Alex managed.
“I went to the party to see you, but I saw Lorelei first. She offered me a key card,” Taylor winked. She slid closer and kissed him, gently but with passion. Alex had at least learned when to shut up and kiss back.
Lorelei hadn’t let up at all. Even when Alex’s eyes opened, they did so with a bit of a flutter. He looked like he was about to say something, so Taylor kissed him again. “I’m going to keep kissing you until you stop trying to explain yourself,” she grinned. Taylor glanced down at the woman between his legs. “I think I kinda like finding you in these compromising positions.”
“This is really awkward.”
“No…it’s not. I knew what I’d be coming into. I was afraid I’d be jealous, but I’m not.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want more than this,” she smiled, running one hand across chest. “Because I know I’m safe with you. Because I know nobody’s going to neglect me.”
She parted from him to swing around the side of the couch. Taylor took up a spot beside to Lorelei, kneeling on a pillow that had conveniently appeared between Alex’s spread legs. “I hear this is every guy’s fantasy,” she said.
It was only then that Lorelei’s mouth parted from Alex’s erect flesh. Her hand kept stroking. Taylor’s hand joined Lorelei’s. He looked on in awe as the two kissed for a long and exciting moment and then turned their attention back to him. As Taylor began trailing test kisses along his cock, Lorelei shifted to run her fingers through Taylor’s brown hair.
“For Alex,” Lorelei suggested, “the eyes mean a great deal here.”
“Gotcha,” Taylor nodded eagerly. Her kisses became longer and hungrier until finally they came to the head of his shaft. Her eyes stayed locked with his all the while. Taylor went down on Alex in slow, tentative bobs. She let out a grunt of appreciation. “Wow,” she grinned, “this actually feels good.”
Alex flashed a surprised and questioning look at Lorelei, but the succubus answered only with a serene smile. She trailed her nails up and down Taylor’s shoulders and back in light, arousing caresses. “It’s like magic, isn’t it?” she asked, winking at Alex.
He caught the loaded nature of her question, but didn’t reply. Her calm, controlled expression crumbled under the assault of sheer pleasure. Her lips fell open and quivered. Her eyes fluttered in time with the motions of Taylor’s head. He understood then just how deep her connection to his pleasures ran.
Her touch at Taylor’s back grew more intimate. She unhooked Taylor’s bra, slipping her hands under the fabric as it came loose. The succubus aided Taylor in slipping it off, then cast it aside next to Alex with a glance as if to present him with a trophy. Lorelei’s hands swept around Taylor’s front, softly cupping and teasing her breasts. Taylor had never been particularly sensitive there before, but Lorelei’s touch changed that.
With everyone’s heads swimming, it was Lorelei who directed things. “As much as we’re all enjoying this,” she said, “perhaps we might adjourn to the bed?”
Taylor’s eyebrows rose quizzically at Alex, as her mouth was still quite busy. After a moment or two, Alex nodded in breathless agreement. Taylor rose, grinning at the effect she had on him. Lorelei stood with her, remaining mere inches behind her and still mapping out Taylor’s body by touch. Still seated, Alex reached for Taylor’s hips to gently keep her from going anywhere.
His eyes stayed on hers as his fingers slipped into her panties at the hips, pulling them down. He said nothing as she stepped out of them. With their gaze still locked, Alex leaned forward and kissed the wet lips between her legs.
Taylor cried out in pleasure immediately. Her head fell back against Lorelei’s shoulders, and within moments of Alex’s indulgence the succubus was practically holding Taylor up in her embrace. Lorelei continued her seduction, devouring Taylor’s neck with kisses as her hands roamed across Taylor’s beautiful young body. Taylor’s hands went around Alex’s head, pulling him close as his kiss eventually shifted from spreading across her sex to light, steady circles around her clit. Before long, the young woman melted down completely in Lorelei’s arms, quivering under the affection that surrounded her.