Me, Nathaniel said, and eased up so my breath came in a ragged gasp.
I managed to say, So strong.
I need to try harder, Jason said. He pulled down my hose and bit me, not a love bite, but bit me on the thigh.
I screamed for him.
He plunged his mouth between my legs, rougher this time. I writhed and cried out. He pressed teeth into the most intimate part of me. When I didnt tell him to stop, he worried at me with his mouth, his teeth, pulling and biting and licking. The pleasure began to build between my legs, like heat and pressure and the beginning flickers of orgasm like previews of the pleasure to come.
Nathaniel tightened his grip just as Jason pushed me over that last edge. The orgasm was one of those that came in waves, one after another as if as long as he kept sucking I would keep going. I shuddered and danced in their hands, cried out when Nathaniel let me, or gasped in breathless silence when he held me too tight for words.
Jason finished with a lick from front to back that made me cry out all over again. Still on his knees he said, That was fun.
Nathaniel braced, changing positions just a little. Fuck her.
Jason, still on his knees, said, While you hold her?
Yes, Nathaniel said, and it held an edge of bass growl that wasnt his normal voice.
Jason looked at me, the light from the kitchen glistening on his chin and mouth. Seeing him wet from me tightened things low in my body that had just had their fun, so it started a new wave of writhing.
Jason held my thighs while Nathaniel held the rest of me. When my body quieted, Jason laughed, that sound that is all male. Anita, are you okay with this?
Do it, I said, please, please
No, Nathaniel said, Im topping her tonight, its my permission you need.
Jason hesitated as if waiting for me to protest. There was a time when I would have, but Id been working at understanding Nathaniels idea of sex. Id found that some of the bondage and submission worked just dandy for me.
Jason said, You top us both?
We top Anita.
Jason smiled, but his eyes held something more serious than a smile. I always thought it would take at least two of us. Tell me what you want me to do.
Nathaniel said, Get a condom.
Chapter Three
JASON PRESSED HIS fingers into the backs of my thighs, spreading my legs wider. Nathaniel squeezed me tight at the same time, as if hed crush my arms against my body. I made small, helpless noises for him. Jason lifted me minutely, getting the angle he wanted, then shoved himself inside me. There was nothing gentle about it, and I was wet enough I didnt need gentle.
The feel of him shoving himself into me, as hard and fast as he could, drove a sound from my mouth, but not the sound he wanted. He said, in a low, breathy voice, I cant get the angle I want.
What do you need? Nathaniel asked, from behind me. His voice wasnt breathy, but just deep.
Jason had stopped moving inside me, so I could think again. A new position, I said, my voice breathy, too.
Oh, Jason said, I am not doing my job if you can still talk. He put action to word and started moving, slowly, in and out of me.
It felt wonderful, but Jason was right, he needed a different angle to push me over that edge. I looked him in the eyes and said, in a clear voice, Youre right, this position isnt going to do it.
Jason laughed. He kissed me, and if he hadnt still been wet with my juices, I might have called it a friendly kiss. Some men would be insulted.
You arent some men. You like feedback, I said.
Nathaniel had stopped squeezing me, and was more just holding me. That helped me think, too. Do you want a new position? and he wasnt asking me.
Yes, Jason said.