12. Kiera #3
But before I could finish the question, she was crawling over me, crushing her lips against mine. “What do you say we have a little more fun?”
I let my head fall back against the pillows as she kissed me, tasting my pussy on her tongue as she reached for my nightstand drawer. “I don’t have any?—”
I turned my head to the side, letting her kiss my jaw as I tried to see what she was doing. But as the drawer slammed shut, a jolt of excitement tingled through me at the sight of her dildo in her hand.
“How did that get in there?” I pulled back, searching her cognac eyes for answers.
“Your showers are long. I tucked it away while doing your safety check, just in case.”
But my hand drifting down to her hip only raised more questions. “You don’t have your harness. How is this going to work?”
With a smirk, she wrapped her fingers around my wrist. “May I?”
I nodded, and she guided my fingers down her front until they stopped at a soft silicone circle at the front of her boxer briefs — one I hadn’t spotted in the dim lighting of the room.
I blinked as my mind ran through the physics.
But Leo just smirked as heat crept over my cheeks. “Modern technology has an answer for everything, huh?”
“Seriously,” I muttered as my hand lingered over her.
Shifting her weight back to kneel, she kept close to me, pressing her warm center against my fingers as she he slid the strap beneath her boxers and began to position it.
I shuddered at how warm and wet she was, even through her boxers.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, wonderstruck as the veined dildo stretched the silicone ring of the boxers.
What will that thing do to me?
She made quick work of getting settled before she lowered herself over me again, her cock rubbing against my thigh as she went in for another kiss. My hand drifted down instinctually, rubbing over her clit before wrapping around the silicone.
To my surprise, she shuddered as the shaft slid over my palm, bucking slightly as I teased at the tip.
I loosened my hand, quickly moving to pull it away. “Sorry, did I hurt you?”
But Leo’s fingers wrapped around mine, pulling them back down to stroke her again.
I bit my lip, looking down at the strap in my hand before flicking my gaze up to her. “Can you… feel that?”
“The base presses against my clit.” She murmured, sinking her hips closer. “I swear though, the dildo is more sensitive. Phantom dick, but goddamn does it feel real.”
“How does that work?” I tilted my head.
“I don’t question the miracle of lesbian sex. I just enjoy it.” She lowered the strap to my center with a groan, letting the tip flick over my clit on the way down. “Do you think you can take it?”
Biting my lip, I nodded, spreading my legs to create space for her.
As she grasped the base of the silicone and began to play with my folds, tingles of excitement rippled through my already sensitive center and down my legs, making my toes curl.
Then, just when I thought the anticipation would kill me, Leo slipped inside.
“Oh fuck,” Leo growled as her whole length slipped into me, stopping only when the base tapped my clit. “You’re so wet, Kier…”
I was shocked at how quickly she was able to sink something so big inside of me. As the deep pressure bloomed inside of me, there was no mistaking how big she was. My fingers curled against her back, clutching hard as a sigh escaped me.
“Does it hurt?” Her brow furrowed with concern as she began to pull out, but I rocked my hips up to meet her before she could retreat.
“It’s perfect. Please…” I traced my fingers under the fabric of her shirt, letting my nails scrape softly against the bare skin.
The sensation brought something in Leo to life. Burying her face against my neck, she began to thrust. The movements were slow and long at first, clearly testing the waters of how much I could take.
The sensual nature of it was a huge change of pace from the jackhammering I’d gotten used to with men. It was clear from the time she took, the gentle caresses, and the kisses she was still planting against my shoulder that Leo didn’t just want my body: she treasured it.
I tried to show her just how reciprocal that feeling was, letting my hands wander from her broad shoulders back around to the hard nipples showing through the thin white fabric of her shirt. As I rubbed my thumb over the darkened bud, she moaned into my shoulder.
Trying to replicate the way I liked mine touched, I wet my thumb against my tongue before returning it to her chest, teasing small circles over the mound.
“Kiera…” Her hips bucked under my touch, followed by a groan at the sound of her sinking into me. She lifted her head to meet my gaze, mouth slightly agape as she took in the sight of me squirming beneath her.
I pinched slightly as our gaze met, watching her eyes roll back as she filled me again.
Each time she thrust into me, the base of her strap massaged my clit, pulling soft whimpers from my lips. And as my moans picked up pace, so did she. Soon, we were climbing to a second peak at a steady rhythm.
“Leo…” I breathed, savoring the way her name tasted on my lips.
“Baby, do you have any idea what you do to me?” She pressed her lips to mine before trailing kisses over my cheeks and jaw. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Kier. I… oh fuck.”
Her breath was shaky against my skin as her left hand roved over my body, cupping the swell of my breast and my stomach and my ass. “You’re so perfect.”
And only as the words left her mouth, hot and breathy against my skin, did I realize that Leo was just as close to her climax as I was. The revelation surged through my chest like a warm wave that compelled me to pull her closer.
“Fuck, Leo. I want you to finish in me.” I gasped as the words left my lips, worried that maybe I’d said something wrong. But one look at her hungry eyes instantly quelled any doubt.
Picking up her pace just slightly, Leo lowered her left hand between us and wrapped it around the base of the shaft so that her thumb teased my clit while the tips of her long fingers reached her own. “God, come for me, Princess. Come for Daddy.”
And as her eyes locked onto mine, my body instinctively complied. In a mess of gasps and whines, I let her guide me over the edge, shuddering on her cock as she plunged into me again and again.
Her groans intensified as she watched me come. Closing her eyes and setting her jaw, she let her fingers bite into the swell of my hip, until one final moan escaped her lips. “Fuck, Kiera!”
Her hot breath tickled my neck as she sunk all the way into me, her strong hips quaking as she came to rest inside of me. “Oh god, baby.”
She let the toy fill me for a long second as she caught her breath before gently pulling out. My sensitive center tingled as she removed the strap, dangling on the precipice between having way too much and needing so much more.
“God baby, you were so good.” She sighed, rolling off of me and onto her side. “Come here.”
Her strong hands wrapped around my back and hips, turning me to face her. As my body pressed against hers, her leg slipped between mine, supporting my hip while my hand came to rest on her chest.
Those gold-flecked eyes sparkled as she looked down at me, brushing the curls away from my face. “Was that okay for you, Princess?”
“It was amazing.” I blushed, running my index finger over the collar seam of her shirt. “But you don’t have to do this if you don’t want.”
“Do what?” Leo searched my eyes with a furrowed brow.
Biting my lip, I shrugged. “Cuddle. If you’re done, that’s okay.”
“Of course I want to cuddle you. Why would you think—?” Her gaze darkened as realization struck her. Shaking her head, she pulled me closer to her chest. “All I ever want is to have you close, Kiera. Getting to hold you is a gift. Only a real fucking idiot wouldn’t realize that. Got it?”
“Okay.” I lowered my gaze, nuzzling closer.
“Do you want this?”
“Of course,” I nodded, letting my palms rest fully against her skin.
“Good. Then come here.” She rolled onto her back, guiding my head to rest against her chest. Her body was warm as I molded myself against it. And the muscles that looked so hard in daily life were surprisingly relaxed as my hand drifted carefully over her body.
I wasn’t sure how long we lay like that, just that the small kisses she planted against my scalp sent tingles all the way down to my toes. I was surprised at how perfectly I fit against her, like our bodies had been perfectly sculpted for one another.
I could have fallen asleep just like that. But as I adjusted my leg, bringing it to rest over her hips, my thigh brushed against wet silicone, bringing me back to attention. “That can’t be comfortable. Do you want me to rinse that in the sink?”
Leo chuckled, pressing another kiss against my scalp. “It’s not as uncomfortable as you’d think. But you don’t need to clean a thing, Princess. That’s my job.”
Giving me a squeeze, she peered down at me. “You okay if I go deal with that now?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. She tilted my head up, giving me one more long, sensual kiss before freeing herself from the sheets and padding over to the en-suite. Watching her go, I pulled the blanket tighter around my shoulders, shocked by how instantly I missed her warmth.
As the tap ran in the other room, my mind drifted through the warm haze of feelings our encounter brought up. It was only my second time sleeping with a woman, and my two lovers couldn’t be any more different.
Whereas Spencer was furtive, eager, and pressing, Leo had been slow, steady, and assertive.
I could tell that Leo was holding something back, some darker impulse that she feared I wasn’t ready for.
But even in her gentleness, there was a firm confidence that made me want to submit to her every desire.
Despite how different my lovers were, the desire they drew from me was just as strong.
A few weeks ago, I was scared that I wouldn’t like it. But now, I’d unlocked a need so deep, so consuming, that I was afraid I might never get enough of it.
My thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock before the door swung open. As if she could smell my yearning, Spencer opened the door, balancing a tray of chocolates and treats in her other hand.
Her mouth was open to speak, but it quickly clamped shut as her eyes flicked from me — a disheveled mess in the bed — to the open bathroom door, where Leo was just turning off the tap. Her warm smile quickly shifted to something between disappointment and elation at what she’d just walked in on.
Sucking her teeth, she closed the door behind her. “Are you kidding me? How did I miss this?”
Leo laughed, drying her hands on a hand towel as she emerged from the bathroom. “You snooze, you lose, kid.”
“No fair,” Spence pouted, resting the tray in front of me as she came to sit on the bed. “You might have gotten here first, but at least I brought a gift.”
Leo smiled smugly as she came to rest on my opposite side, snagging a chocolate covered pretzel from the arrangement. “I think our little captive will attest that I gave her quite the gift a few minutes ago.”
“Don’t let it go to your head. I love chocolate, too.” I shot Spencer a smile as I nabbed a chocolate covered strawberry off of the tray. “Can I ask what I did to earn all this?”
Spencer shrugged, reaching for a Milk Dud. “Just figured chocolate always makes a bad night better.”
“It’s not a bad night,” I rolled my eyes. “How many times do I have to tell you two that I’m fine?”
Leo draped an arm around my shoulders, instantly enveloping me in her smokey scent. “Say it as many times as you like, it’s not going to stop us from checking on you.”
“Plus, it makes a good excuse for an impromptu sleepover.” Spencer waggled her eyebrows. “Dom can only bitch so much about us hanging around when your welfare’s on the line.”
Crossing my arms over my chest, I shook my head, “You two are absurd.”
But I couldn’t keep the smirk from my lips as they cozied up in my bed and ate snacks and chatted shit with me.
Whatever scary shit they were capable of outside of this room, curled up on my bed and playing with my hair, they were docile little guard dogs.
And I couldn’t deny that having them around did make me feel a bit safer.
Before long, the night grew dark and my lids grew heavy. I wasn’t sure which one of my saviors tucked me in, just that it was warm and cozy sandwiched between their bodies.
Behind me, Spencer mumbled into my hair as she placed a soft kiss on my temple. “I’m still salty about earlier. Wake me up if there’s an encore.”
Leo grumbled, pulling me closer to her chest and giving Spencer a light nudge. “Don’t worry, you’ll hear if we go for another round.”
And before a snarky reply could slip from my lips, I was asleep in the arms of my captors… murderers, who had finally made me one of them.