Chapter 22 #2
There was a wicked undertone in Lana’s voice as she said, “I can think of something. You want me to use your mouth some more, sweetness?”
She stroked Asha’s cheek, and Asha made an eager sound, unable to help herself. Anything to end this, which was becoming less a pleasure and more a torture.
Cade chuckled. “See? She’s a willing little slut once you soften her up.”
More heat, more pressure at her core; the combination of Cade’s harder, more direct brand of dominance and Lana’s softer, sweeter version was tantalizing. Lana cupped her chin and lifted Asha off her breast, kissing her again before she and Cade led her back to the bedroom.
Once there, both of them had their hands all over her, and for a moment, it was simply a blur of hands and lips.
Cade grabbed Asha’s jaw in his hand, squeezing lightly as he pulled her into a hot, needy kiss, spearing his tongue past her lips.
Lana’s hands were on her breasts, fondling her nipples through her shirt, and she groaned into Cade’s mouth.
They lay her out on the bed and stripped away her clothes, kissing and nibbling and sucking as her skin was exposed.
They left her wearing nothing but Cade’s dog tags, and her pussy fluttered as they each took a nipple, greedily suckling at her until she arched and moaned with abandon. Her body was on fire.
“Please,” she mumbled, desperation leaking from every pore. “I need—”
“You don’t need anything yet,” Cade chided with a dark, cruel chuckle. “Don’t be selfish now, Asha. You need to take care of your guest first.”
“He’s right,” Lana purred. “But you’re such a sweetheart, I bet you’ll hold still for me, won’t you?”
Asha swallowed hard and nodded, though her pussy burned. Lana undressed, and that body-skimming dress still hadn’t done her justice. Her skin was peaches and cream all over, her ample hips curved and round, with a smattering of that same strawberry blonde hair over a perfect, dark pink pussy.
She’s fucking beautiful.
“Like what you see?” Lana said with a knowing smile, and Asha nodded again, unable to form words. “I’m going to sit on your face, sugar. Lie back for me.”
Asha gawked at her, and Lana giggled.
“Any objections?” Cade murmured by Asha’s ear before kissing down her neck.
Asha’s heart tugged. He was making sure she was okay, that she still wanted this. He knew they’d thrown a lot at her at once, and it’d been a surprise. Thankfully, she’d never wanted anything so much in her entire life.
“No,” Asha replied softly. “I…want it.”
“Good,” he whispered with a small smile. “Tap her thigh three times if you need your safeword.”
He moved to her lower half, out of Lana’s way, then said slyly, “Give your guest your full attention.”
Asha found herself between Lana’s plush, generous thighs as she lowered herself over Asha’s face. Her pretty clit was just an inch from Asha’s lips, stirring a fierce need in her. Asha gave it a long lick, and the taste of Lana’s pussy almost undid her right then and there.
“Yes,” Lana sighed, her hips sinking deeper so that Asha’s mouth was inevitably pressed against her pussy. She fisted her hands into Asha’s long black hair, holding onto handfuls as she ground herself slowly against Asha’s tongue. “Such a pretty darling. You gonna make me come?”
Asha moaned helplessly as Lana used her mouth, angling her this way and that. It took her a minute to find a rhythm, but Asha licked long strokes up and down, paying attention to Lana’s sighs and moans, the way she sped up and rode her tongue harder with certain movements.
Just when she thought she was getting it right, that Lana was close, Asha gasped at the invasion of a tongue in her own pussy.
Cade licked up through her folds, lazy and relaxed, and she quivered.
He swirled his tongue in circles over her clit, bathing it with sensual attention, and her head felt fuzzy, and then…
Smack. Asha’s scream was muffled against Lana as Cade gave her pussy a sharp slap.
“No coming yet,” he growled. “For every other second that Lana hasn’t come, you’ll be getting a slap on this wet, eager pussy as punishment. So, I suggest you hurry it up.”
Asha whimpered as he lowered his tongue to her clit again, repeating the motion that turned her legs to jelly. He wasn’t going to make it easy for her—how could she focus with his mouth between her legs?
“You can do it, sweetness,” Lana said, sounding hoarse. “I’m…almost there. Be a good girl and finish me off now.”
Smack. Asha squealed again, white-hot sparks of pain fading into a hot, pleasurable ache that consumed her every thought. She forced herself to focus, to return to licking Lana enthusiastically as Lana rode her mouth.
Smack. Asha squeezed her eyes shut against the keen sting, letting Lana angle her the way she needed.
Smack. Tears pricked her eyes, and she considered using her safety signal, but she didn’t want this to end.
The intensity, the contrast of pleasure and pain, was so profoundly wonderful that she couldn’t get enough.
Smack. In a bid of desperation, Asha fastened her lips over Lana’s clit and sucked hard, in and out, hollowing out her cheeks.
Lana’s back arched, and she came apart with a sharp cry, bucking her hips and coating Asha’s tongue.
Asha moaned helplessly beneath her, lapping at her pussy and swallowing her cum.
“Ah, sweet girl,” Lana sighed as she carefully maneuvered off Asha. “Your mouth is heaven.”
Asha’s clit was still burning from Cade’s slaps, and her only response was a whimper. She’d been teased past the point of reason, but Cade’s crooked smile told her that he wasn’t done being cruel just yet.
“Very good,” he said in a low, dangerous tone. “But I don’t think we’ve used you enough yet. What do you think, Lana?”
Lana practically purred in response. “Hmm. I think I could go for another. And she hasn’t given you any yet. I’d like to see you come on her ass.”
She held Asha’s jaw in her hand, squeezing her cheeks.
“But—” Asha protested, though she knew it wouldn’t matter.
“Don’t be rude to our guest, Asha,” Cade interjected, abruptly flipping her over. “Show her how welcoming you can be. Even when it’s…inconvenient.”
His amusement broke through on the last word, and Asha wanted to scream in frustration.
He was so enjoying this little dance—dangling her fantasy in front of her, giving her a taste and then pulling back before she could be satisfied.
He liked keeping her in this state of want and ache, because it meant she was always at his mercy.
Why did she like it so much?
Lana lay back on the bed, splaying her legs wide.
Asha took an unsteady breath at her unvarnished beauty, perfectly displayed.
Cade grabbed Asha’s jaw, pulled her face to one side, and kissed her forcefully.
She groaned as he squeezed her breast and plundered her mouth.
She leaned into him automatically, realizing he was naked now, too.
His rigid cock pressed sharply against her ass, and his muscular frame reminded her that he had a harder, rougher beauty all his own.
Cade released her and patted her cheek before saying in a low voice, “You’re safe, darling. Same signal as before, okay?”
Again, Asha’s heart warmed at his reminder. He so badly wanted this to be a great experience for her; she felt it. Let me show you how good it can be, he’d said on their first night together. He’d certainly made good on that promise.
She nodded, and he gave her one more kiss. “Then get on all fours, my angel. Make this easy for me.”
It was embarrassing how eagerly she obeyed him, crawling between Lana’s spread thighs on her hands and knees.
Lana giggled and stroked her cheek, pulling her closer.
Asha moaned as her tongue made contact with Lana’s clit; she was so wet, so deliciously aroused.
Right as she settled into a new rhythm, Asha gasped as Cade pressed the head of his cock into her slick pussy.
He paused briefly, letting her adjust, before pushing in farther, harder, until he was encased inside her. Asha moaned again at the snug fit, at the feel of him stretching her. She was so wet that any stimulation made her want to sob with relief.
“You’re fucking soaked,” Cade grunted, blowing out a breath. “Jesus, Asha. You’re liking this so damn much.”
Asha made a sound she hoped was assent. Her mouth was a little busy.
She gave a small cry as Cade began to fuck her, thrusting into her hard and fast. He groaned and gasped as her pussy fluttered around him, and she ached for contact on her clit, but he wouldn’t give it to her.
She had to settle for the deep, pulsing rhythm of his cock, and the way Lana squirmed under her tongue.
“Fuck, Asha,” Cade growled through gritted teeth. “How is your pussy this perfect?”
Soon, it was all too much, and Asha felt she would break into a million pieces if she didn’t get relief soon.
She sucked on Lana’s clit, gently building the pressure until the other woman arched against her once more, coming with a string of moans.
Half a second later, Cade pulled out with a wet gasp, and Asha felt the warm splash of his semen on her ass.
“She looks even prettier wearing your cum,” Lana said breathlessly, and Asha thought she might spontaneously combust. They’d tortured her.
Cade retrieved a towel to clean her up, and even that light contact made Asha mewl in protest. He and Lana both chuckled.
“The poor thing,” Lana said, clucking her tongue. “I don’t think we have a choice but to put her out of her misery. She has been good.”
“Couldn’t agree more.”
In a flash, Asha found herself on her back again. Cade caught her lips in a deep, drugging kiss, and his hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers. Lana spread languid kisses over her chest, heading south. Cade’s hand followed her, settling between Asha’s thighs.
Asha kissed him back hungrily, spreading her legs in eager anticipation.
She sobbed with relief as two of his thick fingers sunk into her aching pussy.
He pumped out a slow, steady rhythm that felt unbearably good.
A second later, Asha moaned as Lana’s tongue swept over her clit in quick, unrelenting strokes.
Together, they stoked her flame ever higher, until she was sobbing desperately, right at the brink.
Then waves of euphoria crashed over her endlessly, bathing her in a restless, all-consuming pleasure that overwhelmed every other sensation.
Her vision whited out, and she floated on a cloud of carnal bliss.
When her awareness returned, her body was loose and heavy, and she felt barely conscious. Her eyelids fluttered.
“Cade,” she said softly, and she heard his low chuckle by her ear.
“I’m still here,” he said, sounding amused, and he kissed her cheek. “You came so hard you went to another universe for a second there, hmm?”
Lana giggled. “Those are the best kind.”
Asha was too tired to reply. She felt the mattress shift as Lana got up. She was gone for a few minutes, leaving Cade to pull Asha into his arms. He massaged her shoulders, then held her close to his body as she drifted.
“My sweet angel,” he murmured against her hair. “You did so well. So responsive, so submissive. So beautiful and sexy. This was definitely one for the spank bank.”
Despite her exhaustion, Asha couldn’t help bursting into giggles.
“Pardon me? Your spank bank?”
“I know you have one, too—I’ve been making sure of that this summer,” Cade replied, but he was laughing too, in a low, sweet way that made Asha feel like he’d wrapped her in a warm blanket.
She loved his humour, loved the way he held her so close and made her feel so safe in a world that was anything but.
The way he’d broken down her walls not by barreling through them, but by patient, careful dismantlement.
I love him. The thought should’ve alarmed her, but it didn’t.
She was far too warm and relaxed for that.
It just felt right, like the sky being blue or two plus two equaling four.
He’d earned her love, and more importantly, her trust, at every awful, painstaking turn.
He deserved her heart more than anyone she’d ever known.
“Did you enjoy yourself, darling?” Cade asked in an intimate whisper, pressing a kiss against her head. “You felt good? Safe?”
“Uh-huh,” Asha mumbled sleepily. “So good. Thank you…for everything.”
“My pleasure,” he breathed, kissing her hair again. She snuggled close to his chest, perfectly content to let him cradle her.
“I’m gonna head out,” Lana said in a stage-whisper. She must’ve cleaned up and fetched her clothes. “Thank you both for a lovely evening.”
“Thank you,” Cade replied, stroking Asha’s hair. “Not to jump to conclusions, but…I think she liked the present.”
Lana’s soft, tinkly laugh was the last thing Asha remembered before she finally succumbed to exhaustion.