Page 26 of Elicit (Decadence After Dark)

The mirrored wall and ceiling are the best part of my personal space. I like to watch as much as I like to partake. And nothing heightens a sexual experience for me more than a reflection of the act itself.

“I know you wanna,” I taunt him, meandering over to the bedside. Kayne needs a push when it comes to fucking someone brand new. It’s been this way since day one. It’s gotten a little easier to coax him over the years, and once he gets going, there’s no stopping the running of the bull.

He follows gradually behind me until we’re both gazing down at the naked beauty on the bed. Ready, waiting, and primed for the taking.

“Touch yourself, Sugar,” I dictate. “Play with that pretty little pussy. Make us want to fuck you.”

And like the obedient little bird she is, her hand flies to the apex of her thighs just as she murmurs, “Yes, Jett.”

I have to stop myself from hunching over with unbridled desire. Those words, that voice. She’s like a goddamn siren, and I’m not the only one affected by her lure. I hear Kayne’s hard breathing and muffled groans as London touches herself, as she rubs her clit and dips her fingers into her damp entrance. Her breasts are full and round, with nipples pointed to an aroused perfection. I look up at the ceiling and watch from the ideal angle. Every line and curve and movement accentuated in the illuminated reflection.

“Fuck,” Kayne mutters painfully behind me, and I know he’s ready to get this show on the road. He’s not the only one. I’m more than ready to delve into the prepped body lying before us.

“Try her mouth,” I suggest, knowing he’s in for the dick sucking of his life.

Kayne emits a low, rumbling groan as he unzips his pants. The sound of his belt buckle jingling as he crawls onto the mattress like the precision killer he is.

I lean in and whisper in London’s ear as Kayne straddles her head. “No coming until I say so. Understand?” She nods as Kayne pokes his erection against her lips. She opens wide, and he slides his cock in deep without a second thought. “Keep touching yourself,” I order as London swallows Kayne whole. She whimpers in response as Kayne begins to fuck her face, sinking his thick, meaty shaft down her throat over and over again. His entire length disappears into her mouth until he’s buried to the fucking hilt.

“Shit.” Kayne’s jaw tightens as he pumps his hips a little faster. London twitches beneath him, her hand fighting to stay in control as the movements against her pussy become fitful. She’s close. He’s close. And the sight of it all has me walking a flaming tightrope.

I live vicariously through Kayne as he loses himself in the feel of London’s superlative mouth. Spying at every angle, I watch as the reflection from the mirrors offers me the perfect pornographic view. I shed my clothes in anticipation as Kayne speeds closer to his climax, drilling down London’s throat until every fiber of muscle in his arms is threaded, his stone chest is heaving, and hard face is contorting. I know what he’s feeling. The engulfing pleasure of an unsurpassed woman.

“God, fucking swallow it.” His body shakes as he leaps off the edge, using London to his full advantage. She jams her fingers into her pussy as he comes down her throat like the savage he is . His roar of release is not only heard but felt by all three of us. I’m a fucking live wire by the time it’s all through. Cock throbbing with electricity as he pulls the entire length of his semi-hard shaft from her overstretched mouth.

“Holy fuck.” He falls back onto the mattress to catch his breath, leaving me the opening I need to move in.

“I told you.” I love to shove it in his face.

“Know-it-all prick,” he shoots back as I remove London’s hand from her pussy and suck the sweetness from her fingers. She’s soaked and spent and so ready to be fucked. “You were a very good girl,” I praise her as I climb her resting body. “We’re not through with you yet, and soon, you’re going to get a very big reward.” I reach for the nightstand drawer and pull out a sleeve of condoms and bottle of lubricant. Rubbers are littered all over this house. Stuffed in every crack and crevice. I fucking swear I should own stock in latex.

I pull her up to a sitting position and hand her two gold foil packets. She tears the first one open and sheaths my pierced cock with deft fingers. No more waiting. No more watching. It’s time to act. I want her on top of me, riding me hard, moaning my name, and coming when I command.

Kayne pumps his re-hardening erection just before she wraps him up too. As soon as the latex is fully unrolled, I yank on her leash, pulling her up to her full height on her knees. With a tight grip on the leather, I attack her body, devouring her neck, her collarbone, moving south until I latch onto one of her nipples. Sucking the little nub until she groans. Until it’s a rock-hard pebble in my mouth. The three of us shift fluidly, my hold on her leash dictating the direction. I slide between her legs as Kayne saddles up behind her. This is nothing new. We’ve shared enough women to know the drill. Only this woman is different. She has a seductive pull unlike I’ve ever felt. I doubt Kayne picks up the same vibes as I do. He’s in it for purely physical satisfaction. Nothing more. It should be like that for me, as well. But every time I’m close to her, touch her, hear her breathe or laugh or talk, I just gravitate. It started from the moment we met and is getting stronger by the second.

I tickle London’s clit before I toy with the fat plug lodged in her ass. I know it’s been wreaking havoc on her body, amplifying every move she makes.

“Do you have any idea how badly I want to feel you come?” I play with the plug, pushing, pulling, and twisting it until she’s riding the metal. I glance up at Kayne after I hear the cap to the lube bottle click. He’s impatiently waiting to swoop in like a bird of prey.

I dislodge the plug and toss it onto the mattress, giving Kayne exactly what he’s been thirsting for. Exactly the outlet he needs. A primed fucking hole with no strings attached. I grab onto London’s face and drag her down so our chests are touching just as Kayne enters her. He isn’t gentle or tender or soft or soothing. She emits a tiny, muffled pained cry before breathing through his intrusion. I knew she could handle him. I knew she could handle us. I kiss her lips as I slide my hand between her legs and massage her clit, attempting to ease the pressure. She moans softly as I learn all the secrets of her body. As I memorize her reactions to the places I touch. She likes her flesh rubbed slowly between two fingers and tickled deep in the center of her flowery tissue.

By the time I’m done exploring, she’s wet and throbbing and so ready to be fucked. But I’m not ready to give up this precious moment yet. The fleeting seconds of our first connection, because it will never be this way again. A barrier will be broken that can never be put back into place. And although I’m eager to move past that boundary, I’m also reluctant to give up this prized first too fast.

“Jett, please.” The plea escapes from her lips in a rushed pant as Kayne pumps into her ass and I take no mercy on her clit. Her body is tense, her eyes are screwed shut, and her back is curved in a torturous way. “Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please give me permission.” She fights the whiny tone trying to break through the firmness of her voice. Her strength and submission are beguiling.

“Not until I’m inside you.” I dip two fingers into her soaked entrance and feel the strain of her muscles from Kayne’s relentless cock. “Do you want me inside you?” I goad her, wanting to hear her beg.

“Yes,” she chokes.

“Look at me and say it.” I remove my hand and trap her face. Kayne slows his pace, allowing me the opening I need. “London.” I jiggle her head lightly, coaxing her to open her eyes. When she finally does, I’m met by two deep blue pools of need and the most heart-wrenchingly soulless stare.

“Please,” she begs, physically present but mentally removed. How complicated this woman is. How embroiled and entangled. I want to know every puzzling piece of her intimately, starting with how she sounds when she comes.

I nudge the head of my cock against her pussy, then slide through her slick folds slowly, watching the reaction on her face as I fill her completely. As Kayne and I overtake her body and declare it ours. London’s lips part as I push deeper into her hot and slippery core. It’s ambrosial, like I’m dipping my dick into a vat of warm honey.

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