Blame it on the Bass: Heart of Fame, Book 6

by Lexxie Couper

  “Bite me,” she responded, the film’s duplicitous femme fatale’s line falling in a husky threat from her lips.

  Corbin drew his head closer to hers, skimming his hands over her arms. One down to her wrist behind her body, the other up to her shoulder before circling the base of her throat. “Oh, don’t tempt me, darling.”

  She sucked in a swift breath, jutting out her chin as she glared up at him. “You think you’ve won?”

  Corbin nodded. A heavy spasm claimed Levi’s cock as he watched his lover tighten his grip ever so slightly around Sonja’s throat, following the directions of the script to perfection. “I know I have.”

  “But I’m not tied yet,” Sonja pointed out, lifting the arm Corbin didn’t hold until her fingers brushed over his chest, across his nipple, before she shaped her hand into a mock gun. “And you’re so very vulnerable.” She pressed the tip of her fingers to his heart. “Here.”

  With a blur of nimble speed, Corbin snared her free hand and yanked it behind her back. The sudden action, both abrupt and savage, thrust Sonja’s breasts forward and Levi ground his teeth as he watched her nipples rub against Corbin’s chest.

  “Maybe,” Corbin growled, sliding his lips up the side of her face to her ear as he slowly, slowly bound her wrists together behind the chair. “But I’m the one with the rope this time. And you’re the one in the chair.”

  Sonja let out a whimper—one Levi knew wasn’t in the script. He drew in a steadying breath. The sight of her arms bound by the length of rope he used to bind Corbin flooded him with searing sensations.

  “My feet aren’t tied,” Sonja pointed out, eyes half shuttered, breath ragged. “Give me a chance and I’ll snap your throat with them.”

  “Oh, I don’t think that’s what you’re going to do, darling,” Corbin spoke the written lines, straightening slowly, dragging his hands over the tops of her thighs as he did so.

  Sonja’s eyes closed as his fingertips skimmed close to her pussy. Another little hitching sound escaped her. “No?” she mocked.

  Corbin shook his head with a smile. “No.”

  “And why not? You’re not still under the delusion I love—” Sonja’s whisper cracked as Corbin trailed his hands down the inside of her upper thighs until his fingers were nestled next to her sex. “I love you, are you?” she finished the line, the words a husky whisper.

  “Darling,” Corbin chuckled, channeling Chris Huntley’s arrogant cockiness to perfection as he pushed her thighs apart. Sonja let out a short gasp. And another one as Corbin smoothed his palms down her legs to her knees, his lips hovering so close to hers they brushed together when he said, “You’ll love me to the day you die.”

  “And when’s that?” Sonja asked, pushing her body as far forward in the seat as the ropes around her wrists and Corbin’s imprisoning palms on her knees would allow.

  Levi drew another steadying breath, his cock an aching rod of steel, his heart a hammering tattoo in his chest.

  “Not my call, darling,” Corbin murmured, sliding one hand higher up her leg, closer to her spread sex again. “I’m just the paid grunt, remember?”

  And then—just as he’d written in the screenplay—he crushed her lips with his.

  It was the end of the scene, and the movie. The screenplay directions called for the camera to pan back at this point, taking in the silent man leaning against the room’s far wall, watching Huntley’s character and his traitorous, captured lover. A man who would straighten from the wall and walk toward them both, cocking a Glock as he did so.

  Levi didn’t have a gun. But he walked toward Corbin and Sonja anyway. Reached them just as their fierce kiss finished.

  Breath shallow, nostril’s flaring, Corbin turned to face him. “So? What did you think?”

  Levi wrapped his fingers around Corbin’s wrist and placed Corbin’s hand on his engorged length. “What do you think?”

  Corbin squeezed his offered erection. “I think you liked it.”

  He smiled. “I think you’re right. Now tell me, what do you think we should do with Sonny here?”

  Corbin slid his gaze from Levi to Sonja. “I think we should fuck her.”

  Levi dipped his head in a single nod. “I think you’re right. Again.”

  He bent at the waist and claimed Sonja’s lips with his. Delved into her willing mouth with his tongue. Corbin’s hand left his erection for a split second before slipping beneath the waistband of Levi’s briefs and finding Levi’s length once more, this time without the barrier of his briefs between palm and flesh.

  Levi groaned into Sonja’s mouth, swirling his tongue over hers as Corbin pumped his cock. He pulled from the kiss and captured his lover’s lips, torturing them with sucking bites before returning to Sonja’s mouth.

  When Corbin shoved his briefs down over Levi’s hips, Levi broke away from the kiss and staggered back a step. “Untie her.”

  Corbin studied him, unmoving.

  Levi sucked in a slow breath. Christ, he was on the edge already. “I want to be inside her at the same time you are, Cor, and I can’t do that while Sonny’s tied to a chair.”

  Dark light flared in Corbin’s eyes. His Adam’s apple jerked up and down his throat and this time, Levi didn’t stop himself. He pressed his lips to his lover’s throat and reveled in the sliding protrusion moving against them. “Inside her?” Corbin spoke, the words vibrating into Levi’s soul.

  “Levi,” Sonja murmured at his side. “You…you can’t rush him. It’s…”

  Levi straightened, placed two fingers on Sonja’s mouth and stared into Corbin’s eyes. “I want to fuck her, Cor. I want to bury myself in her arse as you fill her tight, hot pussy. I want to feel you moving inside her as I do. I want us to make love to her together. Completely and totally. But only if you’re ready.” He let out a ragged breath, his body on fire. “Having a woman give you head is a whole different world to being inside one. And I know things are moving fast.”

  Corbin stared at him. The muscles in his jaw bunched. He slid a look at Sonja, his chest heaving. “Do you want that, Sonja? For me to be inside you? For me to f…for me to make love to you? While Levi is doing the same?”

  Sonja closed her eyes and nodded. “I—”

  Corbin silenced her with a searing kiss. Levi fisted his hand in her hair and held her head still, waiting for Corbin to finish the hungry assault. When he did, Levi plundered her mouth, licking inside its warmth, battling with her tongue. He loved how receptive she was to it all. That was his Sonny, never holding anything back. She was perfect for him and Corbin.

  It wasn’t until she combed her long fingers through his beard to cup his face that he realized Corbin had untied her. A thick rope of anticipation unfurled through him, and he broke away from the kiss.

  She looked up at him, her eyes hazy with need, and rested her fingers on his jaw.

  “Are you ready?” he whispered, his heart fast.

  She nodded.

  He straightened, caught Corbin’s hand and raised it to his lips. “Are you sure?” he asked against Corbin’s palm, studying his lover’s face.

  Corbin smiled. “I am.”

  “Then I suggest we move to the bedroom.”

  They did. With every step they drew closer to his and Corbin’s bedroom, Levi grew more aroused. By the time they entered the large room, silent, as though aware what was about to occur would change everything in their lives, he could barely draw breath.

  When Sonja caught his wrist with a firm hand, he couldn’t stop his swift intake of breath.

  “Stop,” she said, walking past him to stand with her back to the bed.

  His pulse turned into a cannon in his ears. Stop? Please God, no.

  “What’s wrong, Sonja?” Corbin asked beside him. The strained tension in Corbin’s voice stroked the tight heat in Levi’s groin.

  She curled her lips, a playful light dancing in her eyes. “Just wanted to look at you both while I do this.” She snared the hemline of the shirt she wore and yanke
d it up over her head, discarding the item of clothing over her shoulder.

  Levi sucked in a breath. As did Corbin. Her lush curves and toned body had never looked more ripe. Her breasts were full and round, tipped with hard, puckered nipples.

  “And this,” she continued, eyes twinkling as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of the briefs she’d taken from Levi’s drawer and slid it down over her hips.

  “And this.” She wriggled her legs in a jaunty little shake until the underpants fell to her ankles. Levi didn’t miss how the action made her breasts jiggle. Fuck, he wanted to cup them in his hands and squeeze.

  “And finally,” she said, eyes twinkling. “This.” With a grin and a kick, she sent Levi’s briefs arcing through the air, laughing when they came to rest on Corbin’s head.

  Corbin grabbed them from his forehead, crumpled them into a ball and tossed them over his shoulder. “Nice shot.”

  She preened. “I’m very talented.”

  “You can say that again,” Corbin chuckled.

  “I’m very t—”

  Levi destroyed the distance between them and crushed her lips with his. He knew she was diffusing the almost suffocating sexual tension, but he didn’t want the sexual tension diffused. He just wanted to lose himself in her body. He wanted her flesh to envelope his as Corbin discovered the pleasure of her sweet, hot pussy. And he wanted it now.

  He pressed her to the bed, climbing astride her body as he did so. She raked her hands up his back, across his shoulders, holding back nothing as she returned his kiss. The feel of Corbin’s hands on his hips filled Levi with a delicious thrill. He continued to make love to Sonja’s mouth with his tongue as Corbin explored his butt.

  Warm hands cupped his balls. Tugged their sensitive form. Hot lips journeyed over Levi’s lower spine, down to the crevice of his arse cheeks. Between them.

  When Corbin’s tongue licked over Levi’s anus, he couldn’t stop his blissful groan. His cock pulsed, the response captured by Corbin’s pumping hand.

  It would be so easy to let his lover bring him to climax this way. It wouldn’t take long. He was perilously close already. But it wasn’t how he wanted this moment to go. It wasn’t what he needed.

  He needed them both. Needed to be joined with Corbin inside Sonja’s body.

  Breaking away from the kiss, he twisted sideways until he could bury his hand in Corbin’s hair. “Get on the bed, Cor,” he ordered, tugging his lover’s head up.

  Corbin gazed at him, open desire on his face. Without a word, he did as commanded, climbing onto the massive bed and lying flat on his back.

  Levi ran a slow inspection over him, lingering on the tented black silk of his boxers. Christ, had Corbin’s cock ever been bigger?

  “Remove his boxers, Sonny.”

  Sonja did so, stopping to kiss Corbin’s erection as it sprung free.

  “Straddle him.”

  The order left Levi on a strained growl. His whole body thrummed with rising urgency.

  Moving with slow grace, Sonja crawled over Corbin’s body, positioning her hands on either side of his ribs, her knees hugging his hips.

  Without waiting for a command, or permission, Corbin took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked.

  Sonja let out a shaky whimper and rolled her hips, stroking the curve of her sex up the underside of his massive cock.

  Levi watched for a moment, forcing himself to remain motionless. And then he moved, kneeling on the bed between Corbin’s calves to grip Sonja’s hips. He dragged his tongue over her sex, from her sodden folds, over the taut skin of her perineum up to her anus. She bucked when he flicked the tip of his tongue over the puckered hole. He punished her by digging his nails into her hips, holding her still and ravishing her arse with harder thrusts of his tongue.

  “Holy fuck, Stan,” she ground out, a tremble quaking through her. “I thought you wanted to—”

  He pulled away from her backside and spanked its right cheek.

  “Oh fuck,” she gasped.

  “Feel her, Cor,” he ordered. “Bury your fingers in her cunt and tell me how wet she is.”

  Sonja moaned, the sound echoed by Corbin. “Wet,” he said, voice shaky. “So wet. And so tight. I can feel her muscles sucking at my fingers, babe.”

  Levi straightened from the bed. “Finger her until I tell you to stop. And suck on her tits as well.”

  “Where are you going?” Sonja rasped.

  He grinned at her. “To get the lube. And condoms.”

  “I don’t want condoms.” Sonja’s voice grew husky. “I’m on the pill. I trust you both. And I don’t want anything between us. At all.”

  “Christ, Sonny.” Levi swallowed. “You are amazing.”

  Her eyes fluttered closed. Her back arched. The wet sounds of Corbin’s fingers sliding in and out of her moist slit filled the room.

  Levi forced control into his limbs. He moved to the dresser, opened the top drawer and withdrew the bottle of lube from its depths.

  Turning back to Sonja and Corbin, he stood and watched them, the sight of Corbin’s fingers stroking in and out of her pussy as he feasted on her breasts almost undoing Levi. His cock throbbed, demanding attention.

  Clenching his jaw, he crossed back to the bed and positioned himself once again between Corbin’s calves, running his hands over Sonja’s sublime posterior. “Are you ready to impale Sonny’s flesh, Cor?” The question left him on a scratchy whisper.

  “Fuck, yes,” Corbin burst out.

  Levi couldn’t help but smile at his lover’s raw enthusiasm.

  “Are you ready to claim my lover’s virginity, Sonny?”

  “Enough with the fucking dramatics, Stan,” Sonja growled, rolling her hips into Corbin’s thrusting fingers.

  He chuckled. And then smacked his palm against her arse cheek.

  She groaned. “I’m going to come if you do that again.”

  Levi leant his chest against her back, his cock stroking over her folds to nudge Corbin’s fingers. “Remove your hand, Cor,” he murmured, gazing down into his lover’s face.

  Corbin withdrew his fingers from Sonja’s sex and offered them to Levi.

  A surge of rapture rushed through Levi. Corbin knew what he wanted without the needs for words. He took the offered fingers in his mouth, sucking and licking Sonja’s juices from his lover’s flesh, staring into Corbin’s eyes as he did so.

  When there was no more of her pleasure to taste, he slowly slid his lips from Corbin’s fingers and reached for Corbin’s cock. “I’m going to guide you in,” he said. The feel of Corbin’s rigid length against his palm was making his head swim with concentrated need. “Sonny, lower yourself onto Corbin’s cock now.”

  She did as instructed. Levi knew the crown of Corbin’s head parted her folds when they both moaned.

  “So big,” Sonja panted.

  “So wet,” Corbin murmured. “Christ, she’s so—”

  Sonja plunged down Corbin’s length, impaling herself on his shaft just as Levi withdrew his hand.

  “Fuck!” Corbin burst out, his eyes wide. “Oh fuck, that feels so good! I didn’t think it could feel so…so…right. So good.”

  “Jesus, Hollywood,” Sonja whimpered, euphoric pleasure in her voice. “You’re so big. So big.”

  Levi watched her ride Corbin’s cock, his own prick a pole of impatient agony. When they were finally moving in perfect rhythm, and only then, did he allow himself to pop the tube of lubricant.

  “Can’t hold on any longer, Sonny,” he confessed, squeezing the cool liquid onto the bulbous head of his cock. “Need to be with you both now. Need to join Cor inside you.” He squeezed more of the oozing lube onto his fingers and, barely able to keep his hand steady, painted her back entry with it. “Need to feel him inside you with me…”

  He smoothed a hand over her arse cheeks, up her back, down to her hip. Digging his fingers into her flesh, he wrapped his slick cock in a tight fist, aligned it to her anus and—just as Corbin thrust up into her pu
ssy, pushed into her hole.

  “Holy fuck!” she cried, stiffening. Her arse contracted on his dick, the ring of muscle choking his organ beneath the rim of its head. “Fuck!”

  “Does it hurt?” Concern laced Corbin’s breathless question.

  Levi watched Sonja shake her head. “Good…incredible…like…nothing I’ve ever…”

  Meeting Corbin’s eyes, wanting to connect with him through the joy of possessing Sonja’s body, Levi sank deeper into her at the exact moment Corbin thrust upward.

  “Oh God!” she gasped. “God, I’m going to…so good…oh God…so…”

  Levi pushed into her tight hole more. As did Corbin.

  And then it happened. What Levi ached for. He felt his lover’s cock sliding against his own through the thin walls of Sonja’s sex.

  Intense heat blasted at him. Pure pleasure lashed at him. It was everything he wanted to be. It tore at the walls of his control, at the barriers around his soul. It flayed at the hate and terror and guilt that had owned him for decades. Terror that his father would finally break his control of his emotions, the only thing he had to cling to when his father broke his bones. Guilt that somehow he’d brought on himself the sick affection that followed the man’s physical abuse. Hate, self-hate, that he was tainted. As sick as his father. Not worth anyone’s love or care. Not worth anything.

  No longer a human, just a shell of a tormented life.

  He drove deeper, needing to experience the sheer beauty and perfection of joining with Corbin and Sonja so completely. Needing to be reborn in the pleasure of their trust and touch and love.

  Needing them both. Needing them to fracture that empty shell of his existence and set him free.

  “Oh, babe,” Corbin’s strangled voice caressed his fraying control. “I can feel you. I can feel you inside her. I can feel you against me. It’s amazing.”

  “It’s incredible,” Sonja whimpered.

  “It’s perfect,” Levi declared. “So perfect. I never want it to end.”

  And then there were no more words as pleasure—elemental, raw pleasure—claimed them all. Taking them to the edge of release and over.