A finger circles my asshole and I flinch. “Never done that,” I pant out. “Be gentle.”
Daniel smiles at me. “Don’t worry,” he soothes. His finger smears some of the wetness that’s dripping off my cunt into that tight hole, and I concentrate on not tensing up. “Relax,” he says again.
Another smack on my thighs brings back my focus to Sebastian’s mouth on my clitoris, where he’s demonstrating some seriously formidable oral skills. I’ve never been eaten out as skillfully. My pleasure is cresting, threatening to overflow. My thighs stiffen on either side of Sebastian’s head, and his hands move quickly to hold me still.
My focus jumps from one of them to the other. From Sebastian’s mouth on my pussy, licking my slit, teasing my clitoris, to Daniel’s finger, slowly exploring my asshole. When he slips one finger up to the first knuckle, I groan. The sensation is so strange, yet so oddly arousing.
“Yes,” I clench out, pushing my pussy into Sebastian’s face. “Please…”
Sebastian groans, and the sound vibrates through my sensitive flesh. “Fuck me, you are amazing,” he growls. “If this is what all college professors are like, I’m going to give higher education a serious rethink.”
“Mouth,” I beg. “Back on my pussy. Don’t stop.”
He obligingly gets back to work. This time, he increases the suction and grazes my pulsing flesh ever so slightly with his teeth, a move that has my hips bucking and grinding into his face. Daniel adds another finger to the one already in my asshole, and the burning stretch makes me stiffen in pain for an instant. But then it dissolves into pleasure, and I’m lost again in my haze of need.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moan. “Please…” That last word is a warble, because though the arousal has been building steadily, it’s suddenly too much. I shudder and scream, and hands lock me in place against that tongue, against those fingers battering my pussy with pleasure.
Wave after wave washes over me, till I am left, limp and sated, drenched with sweat. If this is the carrot they are going to dangle in front of me, I’m aiming to be their star student.
16
Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
Daniel:
Holy fucking shit, she’s incredible. All I want to do is sweep her into my arms, take her to my bedroom, and taste her sweetness, hear her moans as she comes again, this time, because of my mouth, my touch.
I’m about to suggest that we do exactly that when my phone pings, alerting me to an incoming message. I glance down at it by habit. Cyrus never did send in the numbers he said he wanted me to look at, and I’ve been waiting for them all evening. But the email is not from him. It’s just one of many messages that routinely come in late in the night, ready for me to deal with when I get into work tomorrow morning.
Cyrus. His image pops uninvited into my mind, looking grim and disapproving. What are you doing? he would ask. Do you not care about Hartman and Company? The firm has prospered for hundreds of years - are you going to be the person who runs it into the ground? For what? Sex? Can’t you keep it in your pants, boy?
Damn it. Cyrus’ admonishments rip me out of the moment and my lust disappears. I still want Bailey, yet the caution I felt earlier this morning comes to the fore. You don’t know her at all, I remind myself, in a voice that sounds very much like my uncle. You have an image to maintain, and obligations to your company. Make sure Bailey can be trusted before taking this any further.
Bailey stands up unsteadily, and she has a sated, satisfied expression on her face. She looks like a sleepy kitten. “I might not know much about threesomes,” she smirks, her eyes resting pointedly at our crotches, “but I think it’s your turn now.”
I clear my throat. I’m about to do one of the stupidest things of my life. “Can we take a raincheck?” I ask her. “I have an early morning meeting.”
Sebastian’s head snaps toward me, and he surveys me with a puzzled expression. Bailey’s face falls. “Is everything okay?” she asks hesitantly. She gnaws at her lower lip, and seeing the tip of her pink tongue sweep over her soft lips, I grow even harder than before.