One of the things that had turned June off the concept of “love” for so long was that she believed it to be so limiting. Sure, love sounded great when first explained, but if she thought about it long enough… what was the point? One person for the rest of her life? Sounded boring. Besides, wasn’t it kinda scary? Being so absorbed with one person?
Then she met these two fine women who might as well have been the right and left hands in her life. They were different enough to keep her interested, but the same kind she gravitated to the most. Kind, funny, intelligent, and so damn good in bed that even June lost her fucking mind.
All these thoughts culminated into one: here she was, going from one love of her life to the next, both forgetting and always remembering the one who had come before, and anticipating the one who would come next. She didn’t second-guess what she wanted. She didn’t second-guesswhoshe wanted. Whether she was drowning in wanton endorphins or curled up, drifting off to sleep… she was prepared to give every part of her, both physically and emotionally.
If nothing else, her life until this point had been excellent training for pleasing two of the greatest women she had ever met.
“Careful,” Miquela warned through gritted teeth. “Don’t hurt yourself,mi amour.”
Hurt herself?Hurt herself?Was she nuts? June was mired insex sex sex, but she wasn’t dumb. She knew what she was doing! Just for that, she was going to unleash her teeth. See how Miquela liked the show…
Oh, she liked it so much that she drove herself forward and fucked June’s mouth.
I love this. I love this woman. I love this feeling, and I don’t want it to stop!
Miquela reached down to tap her ass. June squealed, begging her to do it harder.
The spank was louder than the sound coming from the depths of her throat. Miquela said something, whether to herself or the room, June had no idea. She was busy.
“I’ll have you know that all her arousal is due to me,” Sette said, still so far away.Right, she’s here too!Like a switch, June was suddenly aware of how wet she was between her thighs.
“It’s going to be allmeup here if she doesn’t die first.”
“Fuck that. I fucked her after you had before. Time for you to know what’s it like.”
Miquela slowed her eager thrusts. June gasped when she came up for air, her body craving her in the most unnatural – or was it natural? – ways. Every inch of her skin burned, begging to be touched. The more erogenous the spot, the more it screamed.Touch me. Pinch me. Kiss me. Rub me. Fuck me!June wanted to land on her back and feel this woman consume her.Fuck me until I scream, pin me down with your strong hands, and kiss me with that dirty accent.
“The woman’s right,mi amour.” The naughtier they got, the more likely Miquela was to use Spanish. “It’s only fair that I enjoy the same burden as her. Besides, someone has to come out on top here. Might as well be me.”
“No matter what, she’s the winner.”
June’s dreams came true. She hastily landed on her back, Miquela tearing away her blouse and the poor, innocent bra beneath it. If Sette got her undies, then Miquela got the full view of the tits that she so generously made love to earlier.
“We’re all winners here. That’s what we say in the casino business.” Miquela was kinder to her own clothing, but not by much. She also wasn’t kidding when she joked about being an Aphrodite. Sette was hot in that girl-next-door way, but Miquela was other-worldly. “I’ve got some spoils to claim. I’m not paying over a hundred grand a month to tickle her clit and watch you come on her.”
“I made my point clear, thanks.” Sette still found something to laugh about. “Besides, you should consider it an honor to pay that much to watch me fuck her. You think I’m complaining over here? You haven’t even stuck that thing in her yet.”
They were driving her crazy! “Would someone please fuck me?” June said, foot bracing against Miquela’s bare leg and hand reaching for Sette behind her. “Seriously. Stop the pissing contest and fuck me!”
“I think she’s getting a bit out of control.”
“You’re the one with the leash, Ms. Bolivar. Knock yourself out.”
Miquela looked in June’s eyes. “Who fucked you? Who warmed you up for me?”
“There we go with that bullshit again.”
June shuddered beneath Miquela’s touch. “Her,” she whimpered.
“Did you like it?” Miquela came within an inch of June’s nose, hot, furious breath blasting against her lips. “Did you like the way she fucked you?”
That growl in her ear almost sent her to another universe, but Miquela was not going to wait for an answer. She would pinch her, smack her ass, or jerk her body until June was with her again. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“I liked the way she fucked me.”
“You like the way I fuck you, too?”
