31. Kiera
KIERA
Once those three little words left my lips, there was no hesitation. Leo stepped forward, slipped her hand behind my head, and leaned down, pressing her lips against mine with unexpected urgency. “Fuck, Kiera…”
As we kissed, my hand explored her naked body, sliding from the small of her back and over her hip to tease between her legs.
But as I reached the parting of her lips, I hesitated, and Leo felt it.
Pulling back, she met my gaze with concern. “What’s wrong, Princess?”
“Nothing! I um, just… I’ve never really worked with these tools before.” I glanced down between her legs before meeting her eyes again, hoping she caught my meaning.
“...You mean you’ve never masturbated before?” Her concern was quickly replaced by something akin to abject horror.
“No, no, I have. I just mean, not on someone else. I’m not sure I know how to… make you finish like that.”
“Well, for starters, finishing isn’t a concern for me.” She cupped my cheek, “It’s nice when it happens, but all I’m worried about is that we both feel good.”
I raised an eyebrow skeptically, but before I could question it, she continued, “And secondly, you’ll be perfectly fine. The machinery’s pretty much the same as what you’re used to, and I’m always happy to teach. Do you want to try?”
Excitement tingled through my chest as I nodded up at her. “If you’re sure…”
“Kiera, I’ve never been more sure of what I wanted.” With that, she grabbed my wrist and slid my fingers between her legs, grinding slightly as she led me to her folds.
“Oh… oh god, Leo, you’re soaked,” I shuddered with excitement. The soft, wet skin was a stark contrast to the hard edges of her muscles. Without thinking about it, my fingers began to curl, desperate to be coated in her excitement.
“Ah, fuck, she growled, thrusting gently against my fingers. “You… you make me wet like this all the time, Kiera.”
Even as she rode my fingers, it was clear to me that Leo was fighting to keep herself in check. Taking deep breaths, she kept her movements slow and her touch soft as she gripped my shoulder. “Just like that baby. It feels good when you… bring the fingers to the front. Circle around my clit.”
I did as she bade, shocked by the thrill as she bucked her hips or gasped for more. Doing this type of stuff for men always felt like a favor at best or a chore at worst: kind of a “scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours” kind of deal.
But touching Leo was a fucking vocation. And as my fingers slipped through her excitement, I realized there was nothing I wouldn’t do to make her come.
Caught up in the excitement of it all, I didn’t notice when my hand slipped, pressing a finger against her soaked entrance. “Fuck, my bad. I’m?—”
“Don’t apologize,” she growled, thrusting to bring my finger closer to her entrance. “Follow the impulse.”
I flicked my gaze up to her and found her eyes shut tight, pure ecstasy written all over her face. Taking the encouragement, I pressed my hand forward, sinking my index finger deep inside of her. “Like that?”
“Fuck, baby. More.”
Biting my lip, I slid a second finger into her center, surprised by just how easily she took it. With each pump of my hand, the sound of her slickness against my fingers grew louder, and that made my own excitement grow.
By the time I had three fingers inside of her, she was gripping my shoulder harder, throwing her head back with a groan. “Yes, Kiera, just like that, Princess.”
Standing in front of me, her crotch was only a few inches from my face, and the smell of her pleasure was intoxicating.
“God, Leo, you smell so good. I just want to…”
“Want to what?” Leo asked, eyes burning as she looked down at me.
“This,” I breathed, dropping onto my knees in front of her and lifting my mouth to her pussy. She was dripping for me; each lick coated my tongue in another mouthful of her.
Her hands dropped into my hair, tugging lightly at the scalp. I wrapped my arm around her hip, one hand squeezing her firm ass while the other kept at work at her center.
She tasted fucking incredible. A hint of her usual smoke underlined the heavy, musky flavor of her folds. Trying to copy the technique she’s used on me, I dragged my tongue up from her center to her clit, sucking lightly as I wrapped my lips around the sensitive bud.
“Kiera, Kiera…” She gasped, thrusting again. If she’d worn her strap, I knew she’d be resisting the urge to stick it down my throat and fuck me raw.
To my surprise, though, that thought didn’t scare me. I had a feeling she’d been holding back during my Initiation. Now, I knew she was. And I couldn’t help wondering what I would have to do to break her will — what kind of depraved things she would do to me once I did.
But even restrained, Leo wasn’t afraid to use me. With her hands in my hair, she guided me closer, the rocking of her hips coating my mouth and face with slick pleasure. “God, Kiera. Fuck, Kiera, fucking — ohhh, fuck!”
As I massaged her clit with my tongue, keeping up the light suction of my lips, she threw her head back, her legs finally quaking beneath her. “Oh baby! Oh fuck, baby!”
In seconds, I had her falling all over herself, knees weak as she came in my mouth.
When she finally pulled away and dropped to her knees, her breath came in sparse, heavy pants. “Jesus fucking Christ, you nearly sucked my soul out. Bullshit that was your first time.”
“You think I’m lying?” I laughed.
“I think you can’t be this naturally talented at every fucking thing you do.”
“What can I say, I learned from the best,” I tossed my hair playfully.
“Don’t toss your hair like that.” She’d barely caught her breath, but already, Leo was looking at me like a hungry lion.
“Like this?” I did it again, laughing. “Why not?”
“You look too fucking sexy,” she growled, crawling slowly toward me.
Caught off guard by her hulking frame stalking toward me, I took an involuntary scooch back. “You just came. You can’t already want more.”
“I always want more of you, Princess.” She stalked closer, towering over me on the ground. “And I might have come, but you haven’t.”
Pressing her lips to mine, Leo knocked the air right out of my lungs. With each brush of her tongue against mine, I couldn’t help imagining where my tongue had just been — and where hers might go next. Warmth bloomed in my chest as a fresh wave of excitement slicked my already soaked panties.
Maybe I could go again…
As if she could hear my thoughts, Leo pulled back, her lips still grazing mine as she growled, “Up on the pedestal. Go.”
Pulling one more hungry kiss from her, I slid from beneath her body and scrambled to my feet, my long dress tangling around my legs. As I stumbled over to the center of the room, she wasn’t far behind me, like a beast stalking her prey.
“What do you— oh!” Before I could finish the question, she slid her hands under my ass and lifted me, sitting me down atop the small white pedestal at the center of the room.
“This is where the art goes, right?”
I wanted to roll my eyes at the corny joke, but she didn’t give me the chance, kneeling in front of me with those heavy-lidded eyes. Her hands slid beneath my skirt, peeling the fabric up to expose my thighs. “Lean back for me, baby.”
I did as she said, propping my elbows against the platform and letting my hair fall down my back.
If I thought Leo was stunning while she was posing for me, her between my legs was perfection.
Her full lips and thick lashes perfectly complimented her sharp jaw and dense brows.
I could see the ink decorating the expanse of her skin, darkening the shadows of those bulging back muscles.
And she might have been keeping it in check, but I could still see the fire burning in those amber eyes. “I want to taste you.”
Her fingers hooked the elastic of my panties, head tilting in question.
“Please,” I nodded, shifting my hips so that she could pull them down.
But what I didn’t expect was her ripping my panties clean off with a single hand. One pull, and she tore through the black lace like it was paper, just a wrapper on her meal.
“Those were good underwear!” I gasped as she grabbed my hips and yanked me closer to the edge of the pedestal.
“I’ll buy you nicer ones,” Leo rumbled as she lowered her mouth to my center.
Clearly, what I’d done to her had gotten me quite excited. Her tongue slid through my folds with ease, massaging my clit with my own pleasure.
“Oh fuck, Leo…” My head fell back, but I quickly lifted it again, not wanting to miss a second of the show between my legs.
Her eyes were closed in deep concentration as her head bobbed, delivering extra pressure to each lick. The edges of her cheeks already glistened with my satisfaction. I could watch her eat me for hours — forever, maybe.
Her movements were deep and steady as she alternated between circling my clit and tasting it directly. And as she hit a particularly good cadence, my thighs clenched around her head. “Leo! Leo!”
I was seconds away from coming, but I couldn’t take it. My thighs tensed as my back arched, creating just enough distance between us to pause the pressure.
But that didn’t stop her. Pressing a hand between my legs, she pried them apart. “I’m not done. And neither are you.”
Holding me open, she watched me squirm for a moment, teasing my center with her breath. “I wish you could see yourself, Kiera. Lying up there all desperate and needy — it’s the best piece of goddamn art this room has ever seen.”
She dove back between my legs, this time plunging her tongue straight into my center and filling me.
“Leo!” I cried, arching so hard that I fell onto my back. My right hand grasped for something to hold and found a home in her dark brown hair, tugging her closer as she curled her tongue against me.
“Fuck, Kiera, I love that. Harder.” Her voice vibrated right through me, heightening my pleasure as I pulled her hair harder.
The harder I pulled, the louder she groaned, and the tighter her muscular back clenched. Using my grip as leverage, I started to rock against her, grinding my clit against her face while her tongue worked my center.
“Oh fuck, Leo! Oh my god, oh my god, oh! OH!” The peak was sharp and desperate. I was screaming, absolutely writhing against the platform and Leo’s face. It was like something in my chest broke open, rocking me with violent waves of ecstasy.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck…” As my body shuddered, those were the only words I could whimper. Leo stayed between my legs, licking up the mess until my body went completely slack.
When she rose to meet me, lips still shining, Leo was wearing a bigger grin than I’d seen on her before. “So did you come?”
“I would smack you if I could lift my arms,” I groaned.
As my head lolled back against the platform, Leo lowered her body over me, bringing her face closer to mine. “I meant what I said by the way. You look so fucking beautiful when you come.”
“Now I know you’re lying,” I laughed.
But something serious glinted behind her eyes as she met mine. “I don’t lie to you, Princess.”
She pressed her lips to mine, gentle compared to the lusty kisses we’d shared just a moment ago.
But before we could explore it further, Leo’s phone buzzed with a text.
Leaning over me, she fished it out of the jeans she’d abandoned just a few feet away and read it with a laugh.
“What?” My brow furrowed, but then she turned the screen to face me.
I think they heard you two in space. Happy for y’all, but also, maybe get a move on before security comes looking for a murder scene. xoxo, Teresa
“Oh god,” I cupped my hands over my face. “That’s mortifying."
Leo just chuckled, though. “No need to be embarrassed, baby. She’s not judging.”
“How could she not be?”
“You have no idea what they get up to in that sorority house. If you think this is bad…”
But that only deepened my blush. “Not helping!”
“Alright, alright,” she brushed the hair back from my face. “How about I get dressed while you pack up, and then I get you home? Sound like a deal?”
“Deal,” I nodded, letting her give me one more kiss before fleeing the scene of one of the best orgasms I’d ever had.