Page 57 of Her Patron
“Good.”
“What was that?”
Don’t pretend you’re so amused. June drew all ten fingernails down her chest, imagining how much power Sette kept stored away in her muscles.A lot. I’ve felt it before.She better give it to me again now. She was under no delusions that Sette and Miquela were that buddy-buddy. There would always be a rivalry between them. Hopefully, a healthy one, but it was more than welcome to manifest in the bedroom. Who could be more dominant? More satisfying to their mutual lover? The games they could play!
June would always win.
“I said…” June fell back against the bed, arms splaying across its width. “Please. Don’t make me wait. Ma’am.”
Sette almost gave in to her wishes. Or at least until she bent down and teased June just enough to drive her insane, the promise of more hovering right there.
So that was the game! It certainly wasn’t fair. How was June supposed to control herself when this woman knew her so well by now? Sette knew as well as Miquela that the quickest way to turn her into a sex-starved lunatic was to tease her with penetration while attacking every other erogenous zone on her person. Did it ever work now! Sette may have been sucking her sensitive nipple through two layers of clothing, but it was damn effective. June was begging for more than sex within five seconds of that bullshit!
When Sette finally thrust two fingers into her, claiming every wondrous inch of her center in one expert stroke, June cried out in utter disbelief.
How could one woman feel so good, so perfectly fit and in tune with her body? How was it possible that she had found one of the only people in the world who knew how to pleasure her while simultaneously using her body for their own sexual ends? Was it because Sette loved her? Or because she loved Sette? Did love make that much of a difference?
Sette showed June zero mercy from the moment she was inside her. Thrust after thrust, grunt after grunt, and kiss after intoxicating kiss collided into her as Sette Christie laid first claim to her that day.
Their eyes momentarily locked while Sette loomed over her and buried her fingers as far as they could go. No hesitation. No thoughts of“This is wrong”or“Someone is watching.”It was like any other encounter in the bedroom. Only this time, June felt the incredible freedom of making love without restriction. Rough but sweet, demanding love.
“Right there!” June braced against her, a rush of pleasure invading her brain. Sette had found the perfect position, whether she knew it or not. “Don’t you fucking stop!”
Sette slowed down, but she definitely did not stop. She let a grin of primal satisfaction take over her visage.Oh, my God. Stop being so hot!June’s kind and moody artist. Or was she June’s moody doctor? Fuck! She couldn’t keep it straight!
“Why would I stop?” One hand pressed against her collarbone, thumb touching her throat. “When I fully intend to make you come?”
June took the opportunity to shove her hand between Sette’s legs and drive them both over the edge. Sette gave her more powerful thrusts than June could count, pounding into her core and sending so many shots of adrenaline through her body. Shetensed. June was on the precipice of orgasm, and based on the way Sette stiffened at June’s touch, so was she.
“Come for me, June.” So much restraint in that determined demeanor. “Or should I put an end to your misery by pulling out?”
“No!” June clutched the comforter. “I want you to…”
“Want me to what?”
That was it, huh? Even in her lustful frenzy, June saw Sette’s true motives. She was a damned woman, after all.
She told Sette what she wanted. Once she was done begging, June turned her head toward Miquela, who studied her with glazed eyes.
She’s going to make me come in front of you, and you’re okay with that?
June was torn between looking at Sette or Miquela when her orgasm finally claimed her. The world neither blurred nor erupted in blindness. One moment, she was gazing into Sette’s face, watching her succumb to pleasure right alongside her… and the next she was pressed against her, groaning in orgasm into her ear while she embraced her and looked to Miquela.
They both knew when it happened. June couldn’t hide from her face the feeling of a woman making her come.This is the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced.Once she realized that, June completely succumbed to what she experienced: Sette, steady inside of her, and Miquela, sharing this intimate moment with them.
This was fucking wild! And addicting.
So. Damn. Addicting.
Sette stirred. June noted soreness in her thighs, but not enough to make her want to stop. So what. A woman had fucked her. There were still others in the room, right?I may not be in my twenties anymore, but I can still take on both women I love. Cosmos willing, she would be able to for the rest of her life!
“Not bad.” Miquela stood, and the first thing June saw was what she was packing in her trousers that whole time. Suddenly, she wasn’t so tired anymore. “I can do better, though.” Miquela remained at the end of the bed, mere inches from the scene before her.
Sette got up on her hands and pushed her fingers all the way back into June. She gasped, eyes slamming shut as everything moved inside of her. “I’d like to see you try,” Sette muttered. “Her pussy got so tight when she came that I thought she was going to snap my hand off.”
“You seem like the kind of woman who would like that.”
“Not you?”
