Page 34 of Dark Bonds

“Fuck, Sash, you could have warned me!”

“And ruin the fun? Not a chance, Jason. Stop talking and fuck her.”

We fell into an easy rhythm, driving Leah closer and closer to what was sure to be an epic release. The room was filled with sounds of flesh on flesh and moans of pleasure as we fucked each other.

“Ready, Jason?”

“Fuck, yes. Come, baby girl.”

“Jason!” she screamed as her release crashed over her.

Her climax set a chain reaction with Sasha and me joining her right after. Sasha turned off the vibrator and eased carefully out of Leah. She quickly shed the strap-on and grabbed three bottles of water. I moved us up to the top of the bed and the three of us leaned on the headboard, waiting to catch our breath again.

“I told you that you’d be screaming my name before the night was out,” I teased.

“I think I’m offended. You didn’t scream my name,” Sasha pouted, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“This might just have been the best surprise I’ve had in ages. Thank you.”

Leah turned and kissed me softly and then turned to do the same to Sasha. I pulled her closer to me, kissing the top of her head.

“I’m glad you liked it, baby girl.”

“Okay, that’s enough of the mushy stuff. I’m out!”

She picked up her clothes and the strap-on and let herself out of the room, closing the door behind her.

“Do you want to dance for a while, Jason?”

“Sure, we can do that.”

We got dressed and headed back out to the club, joining the others on the dancefloor. The two of us danced the night away and I was almost sad to put her in an uber home. I couldn’t wait to see what the next day would bring.

JASON

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Leah came flying out of her house looking as though she was still half asleep. She climbed in, yawned, and then leaned over to kiss me.

“Did we have to leave so damn early?” she grumbled.

“Baby girl, it’s noon,” I chuckled. “I’ve been up since 6:00 a.m. Be grateful I didn’t get you up then.”

If looks could kill, I’d be dead and buried. Her next words had me wincing and squirming in my seat.

“If you ever wake me that early, I’ll reach down your throat and pull your balls off.”

“Fuck, Leah. What if I wake you by eating you out?”

“That’s different.”

“What about fucking you?”

“That’s different, too.”

“So, how about we stop the talking about ripping my balls off, yeah?”

“You’re right. I’m sorry, I’m just bloody exhausted today.”

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