“Would that bother you?”
He had to be joking. I had given a hand job to his friend. My boundaries were pretty far-reaching. I leaned in and kissed him softly, then licked his lips before pulling back again. He tasted like bourbon. I wanted more. “I’m not a prude. I think you know. I’m in a house with two beautiful men. Maybe having a little fun isn’t so bad.”
He raised his hand in the air, his intense gaze locked on mine, sending flutters to my stomach. “You can leave. We are fine here,” he said to the guard behind us.
Yosef didn’t speak until the guard left our vicinity. “Touch yourself,” he finally said in a low voice.
My eyes widened. I wasn’t sure I expected that order, but I wasn’t against it. A tiny thought in the back of my head wondered if anyone could see us. “What about people looking?”
“My wards make all organic life behind it invisible to outsiders.”
That made sense. So if I ran around screaming in front of the road, no passersby could see me. Noted.
I spread my legs and lifted my dress to my knees.
“Keep going,” he breathed out.
He kept his hands to himself, but a not-so-discreet gaze down at his crotch let me know that he was very much excited about what he was asking me to do. Just looking at his thickness gave me the extra push to move my hand up and dip my fingers inside my panties. I was already dripping as I moved a finger over my folds toward my clit. My eyes fluttered, and I pressed down hard on my bottom lip, just shy of drawing blood at the nerve-tingling feel.
“Gods, you look so beautiful,” Yosef whispered. “How does it feel? Are you wet?”
I tossed my head back. I was a freaking pool. “I’m dripping. It feels good, but I want to feel you.”
“Not yet, beautiful.”
He moved closer and kissed me again, snaking his tongue in my mouth, eliciting a moan. I circled my clit faster, already about to come. The wetness made my movements slick and delicious. His hand moved to my left breast, squeezing it. His thumb brushed over my fabric-covered nipple. I nearly levitated from the buzzing pleasure, my legs dropping farther apart.
“Are you close?” he asked, voice tight.
I nodded barely able to speak.
“Good. Stop.”
Aww, hell. I scrunched my face, ignoring his demand. I was too close to end it now. My toes curled in the sand.
“You said you would give in, Lila. Now, do as I say. You won’t regret it.”
He better not be lying. I growled but removed my fingers.
He immediately grabbed my damp hand. “Good girl,” he said before sticking my slick fingers in his mouth.
He groaned, tasting me. My clit vibrated at the sight, my panties brushing my nerves. It took all my might to not come just from watching him suck my slick off my fingers.
“You taste so sweet. I’m going to have to go to the source.” He took off his jacket and laid it out behind me before gently guiding me back on it so that my hair would not get in the sand.
He then tugged down my panties, positioning himself in between my legs so that he was facing my core. Gazing up at me, he licked his lips before blowing on my pussy. My eyes closed as the cool air hit my sensitive skin.
I soon felt his warm tongue run up my labia, and I actually whined at the feel of him. He stuck his tongue between my folds before lapping up my juices like it was his last meal. I loved every minute of it. My fingers dug into the sand as my nerves tensed under the pleasure he was giving me. My thighs shook when his tongue lapped over my clit, and it took all I had not to press my legs against his head to keep him right there. He rotated expertly on my nub with just the right amount of pressure and speed.
I gyrated my hips, pushing myself into his mouth as he sucked faster. “Right there, I’m so close,” I cried when he found a particularly good speed that curled my toes.
He groaned and kept the pace, gripping my hips as he continued to lick and suck until the buzzing in my core became an intense explosion of sensation. I couldn’t contain it any longer as I wiggled under him. I let out a scream, arching my back as I came in a wave.
He continued to lap up my release, producing more orgasmic aftershocks. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I breathed out as he slowed his pace, my nerves now beyond sensitive.
I brushed my hand over his short waves. “I can’t anymore. Too sensitive.”
Yosef sat up, his mouth glistening with my juices.
