Page 42 of Elicit (Decadence After Dark)

“Leave it.” I rise and saunter over to the bed. They both freeze, awaiting my next instruction. “You two are very naughty girls.” I unbutton my fly and slide off my jeans.

“Would you have us any other way?” Jenna flirts.

“No,” I confirm, leaning in and gifting her a graze of my tongue between her plump lips, entangling our mouths in a heated kiss. “I want you to make my little robin come.” I trace the sheen of wetness coating her lips.

“Yes, Jett,” she submits. French isn’t the only thing London has taught her.

I grab London by her necklace of beads and draw her face next to mine. She smells like a bouquet of flowers. Warm and fresh.

“This is just the beginning for you tonight,” I murmur in her ear before I pull her down and position her exactly the way I want her. On her back, head hanging off the side of the mattress and legs splayed.

“Lick her,” I order Jenna.

Like the good little obedient she is, she spreads London’s bare folds then dips her head between her legs, dragging her tongue over the hot, pink flesh and sole line of pearls.

I grab my cock as it throbs. The sight is beyond electrifying.

“Elle goûte si bon, ne marche pas, elle?” I ask.She tastes so good, doesn’t she?

“Comme des bonbons,” Jenna replies.Like candy.

“Don’t stop,” I heave as I line up the head of my erection with London’s mouth. “Open.” I poke her lips impatiently, thirsting to immerse my cock into the wet recesses of her expert mouth. I sink in deeper with every widening inch of her jaw until she’s swallowed every bit of me. I let out a tortured groan as I greedily pump my hips, selfishly taking everything she has to give. Exploiting her helpless state for my own self-indulgent desires.

“Make her come.” I lean over and assist in the fiendish French kiss. London bucks as Jenna and I work her over. The two of us tangling our tongues over her clit, using the pearls to our devious advantage in order to drive her mad. London’s vibrating moans and hums around my cock cause it to swell, to pump painfully hard with an influx of blood.

“Make her come,” I press again as my control runs away with itself, faster than the gingerbread man.

With a firm tongue-lashing, Jenna sinks two fingers into London’s pussy as I ruthlessly fuck her face. I latch onto her clit and suck as she begins to spiral. Her erratic vibrations and suction of her mouth slingshot me higher. I hit my peak with the first taste of her syrupy sweetness. My body locks up in delectable agony as London and I both rupture. As we both burst with arousal and swallow the outpour of each other’s filthy breach.

I moan lightheadedly, unwilling to detach my mouth from her swollen little nub.

“So good. Always so fucking good.” I lick London languidly, and she shivers.

“We aren’t going to forget about you.” I plant a firm, possessive kiss on Jenna’s lips. “I want to hear you moan, too.”

I withdraw my semi-hard cock from London’s mouth and haul her up. She has a dazed look in her eye. My little bird just flew higher than a kite. “Make her moan, and then make her come.” I nod my head at Jenna.

Like the cat she is, London slinks across the mattress to Jenna. Jenna lays on her back and drops her knees, and London doesn’t waste a second burying her head between her thighs. Jesus, the sight is erotic as hell. Jenna bowed half-naked on the bed as London eats her out. If I didn’t have other plans for her, I’d sink my cock in London’s ass and demand her to make Jenna come like that all night.

But I do have other plans. Plans that can’t wait. Because tonight I’m going to make London all mine.

I SWIRL MY TONGUE AROUNDJenna’s clit exactly the way she likes. She moans euphorically as she climbs to her peak.

“Oh, god, just like that.” She splays her legs as far as they will go and rocks her pussy against my face. She’s so soft and sweet that I sink my tongue into her dewy entrance for one last taste.

“You’re going to make me come,” she pants, her voice nothing more than a tortured whisper.

“So come.” Jett caresses my backside as I urge Jenna on before I feel him shift my beaded thong to the side.

“Whatever you do, don’t stop licking her,” he instructs me as he smears cold, wet lubricant from the line of my ass to the crease in my folds. I breathe a little more anxiously from the new sensation. Then there’s penetration. Double penetration. I lick faster, more erratic from the surprise intrusion.

“London!” Jenna flies apart as Jett works the vibrator into both holes. A long, thick rubbery shaft into my pussy and a string of firm anal beads into my ass. I gasp as I’m slowly stretched and overwhelmingly filled. Jenna proves to be a welcome distraction to the initial strain on my body as she floods my mouth with come.

“Such good girls.” Jett spanks me hard, causing my muscles to squeeze around the large foreign objects lodged inside me as Jenna and I pant for different reasons.

Jett pulls me up to my knees by the thick collar of my pearl necklace. “I told you it was just the beginning for you,” he hisses in my ear, and I erupt in goose bumps. Jett’s threats are deliciously erotic. And he always makes good on his promises. I learned this early on. What he says, he means. And I can’t even begin to imagine what he has planned for me tonight. Whatever it is, I’ll gladly go along with it.

Jett is my snowstorm.

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