Page 55 of Her Patron
“That’s the spirit. Hey, you, down there, do something to get her in the mood. I’d do it, but I’m distracted.” Yeah, distracted by June’s tits. She grinned like the luckiest girl in the world when Miquela bent down to kiss her skin as Sette pushed her head between June’s legs.
June had her share of threesomes before, but they were never like this. Those weren’t full of adoration for her and how she made them feel, inside and out. She rarely had a bad time, but she was also always aware that her role was nothing more than “that woman we’re banging.” Sometimes, she was paid for the pleasure of more than one client. Sometimes, she volunteered. Never, ever was she the focus of the encounter. If Miquela and Sette both made her feel like a ruling queen on their own? Then she would probably die from them together!
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Miquela murmured, June shuddering beneath her. Sette’s tongue had circumvented the broadest part of her thong and was now making its merry way along her slit. This was a woman who knew how to please her with nothing more than her lips and tongue. June stood no chance! “Relax and enjoy yourself,ma cherie. We want you to have a good time. With us. Together.”
“Okay…” June pushed her head up to kiss Miquela, reveling in how her tongue felt in her mouth, and Sette’s tongue felt parting waiting nether lips. She moaned against Miquela, legs pulling up into the chair so Sette could do whatever she wanted.Keep it up, and I’ll get onmyknees. June was starting to enjoy herself now… thinking about Miquela’s reaction to her drooling over Sette and vice versa. How hard could she make her women take her?
I want them both. Now.She grabbed Sette’s hair and held her against her folds. A nose nuzzled her, invigorated by her scent. All she wanted was to throw herself into lovemaking. Not making love to Sette, but making love to the woman exploring the depths of her throat with one of the most powerful tongues in the world.
June found Miquela’s zipper and started pulling it down.
“Hold on,” she said, giving June one more kiss before removing her hand. “It’s not time for that yet. Slow down for once, would you?”
“Can’t. Only got two speeds.” She smiled against Miquela’s lips – then trembled against Sette’s. Every time her tongue rolled up her slit, June whined, her brain trying to formulate proper words. “Fast and furious and sweet and slow. I’m too horny for the latter.”
“You hear that down there? Pick it up a bit. Our woman’s got needs.”
“That’s right.” June lightly thrust against Sette’s face. “You want to please a woman like me? You’re gonna have to step it up a bit.”
Sette rose to that occasion. She went from teasing to full-blown tongue work.
June closed her eyes and let her women do whatever they wanted to her. Apparently, they had a plan. A plan that could go by the wayside once they were in bed, but a plan, nonetheless. Who was June to say what they should or should not do? She had final authority if she really didn’t like something, but both Sette and Miquela should know her well enough by now to know her hard limits. Two women she loved, wanting a piece of her at the same time? Bring it on!
“I think she’s going to come,” Miquela said, pinching June’s nipple within her blouse. June threw herself into her first orgasm of the day, Sette’s tongue moving between her folds one moment, stimulating her clit the next. June gave in. Caved in. Died. “She is definitely coming.”
It was over too soon. Sette licked her tongue down the length of June’s thigh before sitting back on her knees with a look that said,“I’d do that again if you asked.”Maybe some other time. “Thanks for the warning. Couldn’t taste or feel it for myself.”
“Had to make sure you really knew what you were doing. How would I know? For all I know, you’re a dirty liar.”
As lovely as it was to hear her girlfriends’ banter, June was soon too taken in by the buttons on Miquela’s shirt to care. “Sowhat else you guys got?” she asked, melting into the chair. Her legs slipped off the edge, feet landing on the floor.
Miquela kissed her forehead before snatching the bottle of wine and an empty glass. Both went with her to another chair on the side of the room. “I’m taking a break. Let the other woman have you first. ‘Cause I’m noble like that.”
Although June giggled to have Sette hover over her, she sneered in Miquela’s direction. “Cocky bitch, ain’t she?”
“You have no idea.” June tugged on the collar of Sette’s blouse. “She wants a show.”
What Miquela wanted was never revealed. She was too busy pouring herself something to drink while Sette lifted June out of her chair.
“I don’t care if she wants to watch me turn you inside out. She’ll get what I feel like giving.” June landed with a heavypuff!on the hotel bed. Sette shrugged off her jacket and tossed it to the other side of the bedroom. “I only feel like giving you things, lovely. Whatever you want.”
June stole a look at Miquela.She thinks she looks so unbothered!“I want you, Sette. Because I love you… and the way you touch me.”
Neither of them looked at Miquela. Not while Sette slammed her hands on either side of June and wordlessly promised to give her every bit of love inside of her. June batted her eyelashes – as if that was necessary to make the woman want her.
“I love you, too. Funny how that works.”
They kissed tenderly at first, indulging in the softer, sweeter side of love before plunging headfirst into what they really wanted to do. Sex. Desire. Heat. June expected no less, and she knew Sette did, too.
“You’re both killing me with the sap,” Miquela called from her chair. “Do something, already, if you’re good enough!”
Sette looked over her shoulder. “Is that a challenge?”
June turned Sette’s head back toward her. “Don’t listen to her. She’s just mad that she’s not going first.”
“Forget that!” Miquela was making short work of that drink. “I’m doing her a favor! Besides, she’s warming you up for me. You think she’s going to leave you satisfied before I have a taste of you? Ha!”
“I think that was a challenge.”
