Kobo Indecent Arrangement Part II

by apple desk

  The thought made him push her harder. Slicking his tongue through her folds, he bared his teeth and nipped at her tiny clit. As soon as he made contact, she shuddered, her hand pulling at his hair. Yes, it hurt but, damn, he wanted more. Wanted to feel her come around his tongue before she came around his cock a second time.

  Each of her panting breaths made her body tremble but he knew the exact moment she broke. Her body tightened and froze for a second before she cried out.

  With one last nip at her clit, he speared his tongue into her sex as she clenched around it.

  His lungs struggled for air as he held her while she writhed. His cock ached with the need to be inside her while she clenched around it but he strung her orgasm out as long as he could with his tongue.

  And when she finally went limp in his hands, he set her back on the bed and sat back on his heels between her legs, staring down at her.

  Beautiful. Absolutely fucking beautiful. And he wasn’t finished with her yet.

  Neither of them were finished with her.

  He glanced at Max, who was having the same trouble with his breathing. He’d leaned forward in the chair and now watched with his elbows on his knees and his hands laced together in front of him. The same hunger Jesse felt could be seen in Max’s eyes.

  Slowly, Jesse leaned forward and sucked one of Mally’s tightly pebbled nipples into his mouth, knowing Max watched his every move. Without opening her eyes, she moaned, one hand reaching up to the top of the bed to anchor her.

  “Oh God. Jesse.”

  He switched to the other side, his hands stroking from the sides of her breasts to her hips. He couldn’t not touch her. It felt like a compulsion. And he was okay with that.

  But the ache to have her intensified with each second. And still Max didn’t make a move.

  Fuck him.

  He slid Max a glance, raised his eyebrow, and then pointedly looked at the bedside table. Finally, Max moved. He knew what Jesse wanted.

  Max leaned forward to open the drawer and Mally’s eyes opened, staring straight at Max. He held her gaze as he withdrew a condom. But he didn’t hand it over right away.

  He stood by the bed, never breaking the connection with her. Jesse could tell Max had finally worked through his anger and was holding on to his control by a bare thread. Max was ceding the dominant position to Jesse this time, knowing his time to have her would come.

  But not until Jesse had her first. And not until they got her primed.

  With a flick of his wrist, Max tossed the condom to Jesse, never taking his eyes away from Mally. Who drew in an audible breath when Max shrugged off his suit jacket.

  While Mally was preoccupied watching Max strip, Jesse got rid of his pants and underwear and rolled on the condom. By the time he was finished, Max had stripped off his shirt and was standing after shoving his pants to the ground.

  Mally had started to breathe through her mouth, drawing in shuddering gulps of air that made her entire body shake. And when Jesse grabbed her hips and dragged her down the bed, she gasped but didn’t struggle. And her submission, whether it was inherent or simply a result of being startled, made him want to push his cock into her to the hilt and fuck her until they both couldn’t breathe.

  He was sick of slow. Time to show her exactly what they wanted from her. And how much pleasure they could give her.

  She blinked, her gaze shifting between Jesse and Max before sticking with Jesse as he sank lower onto his heels and drew her ass up his thighs.

  Thighs spread wide, she attempted to reach for Jesse but Max slid onto the bed above her head and grabbed her hands before she could.

  As Jesse took his cock in hand, Max pulled her arms over her head and held them there with one hand. The other went to her chin, tilting her head back so he could bend and kiss her.

  Her body arched and Jesse seized the opportunity. Lodging his cock at her entrance, he pressed inside at a steady pace, spreading her wide. And torturing himself in the process.

  Fuck, she was tight. And hot.

  Jesse felt sweat bead on his forehead as he pushed farther, sinking his cock inside her by increments. Each inch made her eyes narrow until they were almost closed and he had his balls pressed against her ass.

  His cock throbbed, the tightness of her sex rippling around him and increasing his need to move.

  “Jesse, oh my god. Move.”

  Mally’s barely audible plea made Jesse’s entire body tighten. But he’d be damned if he let her goad him into rushing this.

  “Keep still, sweetheart.” Max leaned down to speak directly into her ear, making her sex grip Jesse’s cock even tighter. “If you don’t, we may have to resort to other…methods of restraint.”

  The expression of lust on her face made Jesse bite back a groan.

  Goddammit, if she was any more responsive, he might come right now without moving a muscle.

  He barely managed to restrain the urge to fall over her and nail her to the bed. Barely. Because he knew what Max had in store. Jesse knew they couldn’t just throw her straight into a full-on threeway. They both realized they couldn’t simply put her between them and expect her to take them both at the same time.

  They had to ease her into it.

  All right, maybe ease was a little too tame for what they had planned for her. But it wouldn’t be hardcore. And hopefully next time—

  She shimmied against him as Max bit her earlobe and used his free hand to play with her breasts and Jesse practically bit through his tongue to remain still.

  Fuck, she felt amazing.

  Jesse tried to detach his emotions from the visual stimulation but every sound she made and every time she moved fueled his lust.

  The way she bit her lip as Max squeezed her nipple hard, leaving it tight and pointed before moving to the next, made Jesse want to lean down and bite her, make her cry out and squirm a little farther onto his cock.

  He wanted her to want him to fuck her hard. But first she needed more encouragement from Max.

  That didn’t mean Jesse was going to sit here twiddling his thumbs. No, he’d put those thumbs to better use.

  Flattening his palms on her thighs, he dragged his hands to her hips then down again as Max continued to tease her breasts and moved his mouth to her neck until he reached her lips.

  When Max finally put his mouth on hers and kissed her, Jesse started to move. He barely heard Mally’s moan but he swore he felt it quiver through her body and into his as he pulled his cock out slowly, until only the tip remained inside her. Her thighs tightened on his hips, her legs curling around him, trying to get him to move.

  When that didn’t work, she arched her back and tried to draw him back in that way.

  He let her work herself on his cock for as long as he could take it before he shoved back in. Jesse heard her sharp cry, even stifled by Max’s mouth. The sound made Jesse want to growl with triumph. Instead, he moved his hands to her hips and put his thumbs on either side of her clit.

  Spreading her folds, he watched his cock disappear inside her then reemerge, glistening with her wetness.

  The sight made him grit his teeth as savage pleasure shot through him. He pulled back and hammered home again. And again.

  He found a rhythm and stuck to it, watching her respond Max’s kisses while he fucked her.

  Max ground their mouths together and molded her breast in his hand with an almost punishing grip. And then Max shifted, pulling his mouth away from hers. She tried to follow him but couldn’t lift her head high enough. Her eyes opened and fluttered shut immediately as Jesse thrust forward, hard.

  When he stopped and held deep inside her, she looked up at Max then shifted her gaze to his cock, only inches from her lips.

  Jesse watched her lick her lips then lean forward and wrap those lips around Max’s cock. Max sucked in a breath as she took him in, her eyes closing as her mouth worked around his length.

  Holy fuck. Watching her suck Max brought out the fierce need to feel her come arou
nd his cock. Jesse pulled out slowly, enjoying the drag on his sensitized skin, watching her face contort with pleasure and hearing Max groan as she sucked him harder.

  Yes. There you go, sweetheart.

  With one hand wrapped around the base of Max’s cock, she reached for Jesse with the other. He took her outstretched hand, lacing their fingers together as he fucked her as slowly as he could. Watching her every response, soaking them in and letting them burn him to the core.

  The telltale throb in his balls told him he was close. And the way Mally had started to clench around him let him know she was almost to the breaking point as well.

  Increasing his thrusts, he let instinct take over. The only sounds in the room were his and Max’s heavy breathing and the soft moans coming from Mally. Those moans made Jesse’s hand tighten around hers as he slid his other hand from her hip to her mound, seeking her clit.

  Her skin felt like velvet beneath his, the slick flesh between her legs warm. If he let himself, he could get lost in the sensations and that was a sure path to destruction.

  He found the tiny nub, his thumb brushing over it and making her shudder. The need to make her come was a raging force of nature eating him from the inside. His entire being focused on bringing her to orgasm.

  His hips slammed forward, trapping his thumb against her clit. She shuddered.

  He did it again, even harder this time, needing to be deep inside her.

  He felt the second she broke. He didn’t need her throaty moan to tell him. Her sheath clamped down around him as she came, her fingers tightening around his until he thought she might break them.

  Would’ve been a small price to pay for the fiery pleasure that washed over him with his own orgasm.

  He groaned, the sound echoing through the room as he pulsed his release into her.

  And through the haze of pleasure, he heard Max’s answering groan. Jesse opened his eyes just in time to see Mally’s cheeks hollow as she sucked Max deep while he came.

  * * * * *

  Mally woke with a warm, male body on either side of her.

  She also woke with a smile.

  Jesse faced away from her, stretched out on his back, with her curled into his side, her head resting on his outstretched arm.

  Turning her head, she saw Max on her other side, lying on his side facing her.

  In the dim light seeping around the curtains, he looked so damn adorable in sleep, completely relaxed, as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Except for the hand he had clenched on her waist. He gripped her so tightly, she wouldn’t be able to move without waking him.

  Which, apparently, she’d already done.

  His eyes opened and he stared straight into hers. They lay in silence for several seconds before he spoke.

  “Good morning.”

  The tone of his voice made her shiver. Husky and deep. And the look in his dark eyes… She could barely catch her breath. She wanted him to lean over and kiss her but when he didn’t move, she figured what-the-hell and closed the distance between them, pressing her lips against his for several seconds before drawing back.

  “Good morning.”

  A little of his ever-present intensity toned down and his lips curved in a slight smile as the hand on her hip began to move in slow, steady circles.

  “Are you hungry?”

  For food? “Not really.”

  No, that hand made her crave something else entirely. How the hell did he do that?

  His gaze narrowed. “Is there somewhere you need to be this morning?”

  Was he trying to get rid of her? “No. Is there somewhere you need to be?”

  His mouth moved in a slight, self-deprecating grin. “No, actually, I don’t. At least, not for a few hours.”

  The tone in his voice made her lungs tighten with lust because he was apparently on her same wavelength.

  Her teeth lodged in her bottom lip. “So, you have a little free time?”

  He blinked and his feature tightened. “More than enough for what I want to do with you.”

  The corners of her mouth curved up. “And what’s that?”

  “Why don’t you let me show you?”

  He didn’t wait for her to answer. Curving a hand around her neck, he brought her close again for another kiss, and when he had his mouth on hers, he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her over him. Her legs naturally fell on either side of his hips, and since she was naked, she felt his cock lodge against her sex.

  With a quick twist, Max grabbed a condom off the bedside table and handed it to her.

  Shit. She’d almost forgotten. Taking care of it, she moved back into position in record time and—

  God, yes, that’s exactly what she wanted.

  Scrambling to get her knees under her, she pushed up onto her hands then reached between them to angle his hot, hard cock directly where she needed it. Without waiting, knowing she was already wet and ready, she wiggled her hips until the tip spread her labia, seeking entrance.

  Which she granted him in one downward push.

  Gasping at the slight burn, still a little sore from last night, she immediately wanted more.

  “Mally, are you—”

  “I’m absolutely fine.”

  Pulling herself up to a sitting position, she sat on Max’s lap with his cock lodged deep inside. The look on his face was pure aphrodisiac. Male demand mixed with longing. All for her.

  She couldn’t not move. Hell, she swore her body was under his telepathic command.

  Hands planted on his chest, she didn’t bother with slow. She went straight for all-out. Every nerve ending shot to almost-painful longing as she rode him. Every time he spread her wide, she moaned. Every time she rose almost far enough for him to slip free, she sighed.

  Max watched her through slitted eyes the entire time. She’d realized last night that visual stimulation was almost as important to him as tactile stimulation. Jesse got off on touch, being stroked and fondled. Max did too. But he also got off watching her every move. Watching her splinter. His concentration focused so intently on her, it heightened her sensation to an almost unbearable level.

  She wanted to break that concentration.

  The fact that his chest rose and fell so fast beneath her hands helped her to focus. Even though she was so highly sensitized and every motion made her muscles tingle in reaction, she slowed until she could feel every inch of his cock dragging against her internal walls.

  Her body responded with a demand, her pussy clenching, begging to be filled. Still, she didn’t rush. She was beginning to see the appeal he found in watching. Because watching him lit her libido like a match to gasoline.

  Her fingers dug into the strong muscles of his chest, her short nails cutting tiny half-moons into his flesh.

  Damn, she’d have to watch that. She didn’t want to hurt him. Then again, he didn’t seem to mind.

  Maybe, like her, he liked that little bit of pain. She never had before. Had never considered she would. And yet, with them…

  With them, anything was possible.

  She opened her eyes, which she hadn’t realized she’d closed, just as his closed and she felt his cock jerk and twitch inside her. Grabbing her hips, he pulled her down hard, seating her fully on his cock as he came with a rough groan.

  It was that sound that triggered her orgasm, one that ripped through her body with enough force to make her curl forward. If he hadn’t been holding on to her, she might’ve fallen off.

  As it was, he held her tight and didn’t allow her to move, which only heightened her pleasure.

  She was still shuddering when she felt Max shift her off his body and to the side.

  Strong arms caught her before she hit the bed. Jesse pulled her into the curve of his body, her back to his front.

  Twisting her head, she was able to turn enough for him to lock their lips together. And as she continued to shake from her first climax, Jesse thrusting into her from behind shot her straight into another.

  She
could barely moan, barely breathe as Jesse folded her into his body and took her hard and fast.

  His cock hit at a different angle, different sensations creating a vortex of lust that pushed her past any limit she’d ever been at before.

  When she couldn’t breathe anymore, she ripped her mouth away from Jesse’s so she could gulp in air, only to lose it again when Max leaned forward to suck one nipple into his mouth and bite the tip.

  Caught between them, she could only let herself be sucked down into the sensation and hope she came out on the other side.

  Chapter Four

  “So who’s going to feed me? Because I don’t think I can move.”

  Max smiled as Mally spoke against his shoulder. After that last round, they’d all fallen back onto the bed and slept for another hour but he’d heard Mally’s stomach rumbling a few minutes ago and couldn’t help but grin.

  “That’s Jesse’s job.” Max reached over her to shove at Jesse’s shoulder. “You probably don’t want me to cook for you unless there’s no other choice.”

  “Trust me.” Jesse’s muffled voice came from the other side of the bed. “You don’t want him to cook. Ever.”

  “Good to know.”

  She yawned and stretched, her sleek skin moving against Max’s, making him contemplate rolling over and sliding into her from behind. She was warm and soft against him, and his cock was ready.

  But that would show a distinct lack of self-control, wouldn’t it?

  With that thought in mind, he rolled off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Though not before pressing an open-mouth kiss to her exposed neck and adding a bite at the end. When she shivered, he felt a little more in control.

  By the time he got back, wearing a pair of loose gym shorts, Jesse was gone and Mally was slipping a three-sizes-too-big t-shirt over her head. Her back was to the door, so she probably didn’t know he was there. He watched her tug the shirt down, covering the pale skin of her back. But not before he caught sight of the tattoo on her right shoulder that he’d noticed last night. Three tears and a date. The date her oldest brother had died.