Blame It on the Bass (22 page)

“Errr,” he said after a second of fiddling with the clip, gazing into her eyes, his grin sheepish. “This is harder than it looks. How the hell do you women do this every day?”

Sonja laughed. Inside, her belly was a mass of excited nerves. She twisted her arms behind her back, the action causing her nipples to rub against his chest, released the clasp and then lowered her arms to her side.

The lacy cups of her bra slid from her breasts, revealing her flesh to both men.

“Fuck, I always did love your tits,” Levi murmured.

“I’ve found myself growing rather pre-occupied with them as well,” Corbin said, slowly dragging her bra down her forearms until it dropped past her hands and fell to the floor. He may have kicked it away, or shoved it aside with his foot. She wasn’t sure. Had no real way of knowing, given that she couldn’t stop watching him gaze at her breasts. “I know it’s Sonja’s turn to make me come, babe,” he continued, his voice low and husky, his American accent deliciously…American, “but can I just…” He brushed his thumbs over the tip of her nipples.

Shards of white-hot pleasure shot through Sonja from the tentative contact. She hitched in a breath, undone by the entranced awe on his face.

“Do you want to suck them?”

Corbin nodded at Levi’s question.

Sonja’s belly fluttered. Her pussy throbbed.

“Okay, but only one.”

An anguished groan tore from Corbin’s throat at Levi’s restriction. He slid his stare back and forth between her left and right breast, frowning. He brushed his thumbs over her nipples again, licking his bottom lip.

“Next time I will suck the other at the same time,” Levi offered.

Wet electricity surged through Sonja’s veins, an image of both Corbin and Levi worshipping her breasts with their mouths filling her head. Christ, at this rate, she was going to come again. Without anyone touching—

Corbin leant forward and took her right nipple into his mouth, drawing it deep past his teeth with unrelenting suction.

“Oh, yeah,” she gasped, cupping the back of his head and bowing her neck. “Oh yeah.”

He rolled his tongue over her nipple, flicked its tip and then sucked on its form again.

Again, Sonja gasped in response. “That feels so good.”

“He sucks on my nipples sometimes,” Levi moved to stand behind Corbin, gazing into Sonja’s eyes. His stare was arresting, but she didn’t miss the way he smoothed his hands over Corbin’s hips. Down to his groin. She watched him slide Corbin’s fly open, listening to his every word as Corbin suckled on her breast.

“He draws it into his mouth and bites on it in a series of little nips.” His hand disappeared into the opening of Corbin’s fly. She knew he gripped Corbin’s cock when Corbin pulled in a sharp breath through his nose and sank his teeth into her nipple.

Sonja couldn’t suppress her shaky whimper. She’d had men suck and bite her nipples before—hell, Levi himself had been the very first—but nothing compared to
this
. Corbin nibbling and drawing on her flesh while Levi pumped his cock at the same time, staring into her eyes.

It was surreal. It was the stuff of erotic novels. Hot ones. Wild ones. Ones with uninhibited heroines and sultry, confident men.

Fuck, she was living a novel. And she loved it. Perhaps this was what fate had been preparing her for? Giving her a job as an editor of erotic romance so she could surrender to it completely in reality?

If that was the case, bravo fate. Well done.

“He’s so hard, Sonny.” Levi’s right shoulder bunched, as did his right biceps. At her breast, Corbin moaned. “Hard and thick and big. He’s ready for you to suck. I can feel his pre-come smearing under my thumb. Are you ready to make him come with your mouth?”

Sonny could only nod. Whatever capability she had to form words—those quick quips of barbed snark she used so often as a shield—had deserted her. Replaced with a ravenous hunger.

Without another word, Levi stepped away from Corbin.

With equal silence, Sonja pressed her palms to Corbin’s shoulders. Her nipple popped from his mouth, the room’s cool air licking its moistened form. It puckered harder, an exquisite ache that fed the urgent desire deep in her belly.

When Corbin’s gaze met hers again, she could barely contain her moan. Never had she seen such open pleasure on a man’s face. Ever.

“Drop to your knees, Sonny,” Levi ordered, once more watching them from the side. “And free Cor’s massive cock.”

She knelt on the floor, raking her hands down Corbin’s torso as she did so until they found his belt buckle. With an impatient tug on the leather, his belt was released. Next she popped the button of his waistband. But before she could part the denim of his jeans, his cock jutted free through the opening.

“Oh God,” she whispered. “You
are
massive.”

He was. Long and thick—thicker than any guy she’d ever slept with—and venous, with a deep-purple domed head, on top of which beaded a tiny pearl of moisture.

She couldn’t help herself. Without Levi’s permission, she closed her fingers around Corbin’s length and licked the drop of pre-come from his taut flesh.

“Goddamn!” Corbin bucked his hips forward at the soft stroke. His cock pulsed in her grip. “Shit. Do it again.”

But Sonja didn’t, waiting instead for Levi’s permission. Levi who studied her, his nostrils flaring, his jaw bunched.

She dragged her thumb over the end of Corbin’s shaft, smearing the fresh bead of moisture anointing its tip.

Corbin ground out another curse, thrusting his hips upward. “Don’t fuck with me, babe,” he ground out, but at Sonja or Levi, Sonja wasn’t sure.

Where he stood beside them, Levi drew in a slow breath. Remained silent.

Staring back at him, Sonja squeezed Corbin’s length, tightly at first, then in slowly increasing pulses, sliding each one up and down his erection.

Levi pulled in another breath, this one more ragged than the previous. His knuckles whitened, the muscles in his jaw knotted.

Sonja licked her lips. Waited. In her hand, Corbin’s cock pulsed.

“Fuck, Levi,” he groaned. “Please, let Sonny suck my—”

Levi nodded his head.

Sonja plunged her mouth over Corbin’s erection.

“Fuck me!” He punched his cock up into her mouth, fisting his hands in her hair to pull her down into his thrust.

“Hands behind your back, Cor,” Levi admonished, his voice strangled. “Same rules apply for you as they did for Sonny. You’re not allowed to touch her. You’re not allowed to come until I tell you otherwise.”

Sonja slowly slid her mouth up Corbin’s shaft, laving her tongue along the underside of his engorged cock as she did so. She reached the head, flicked at the sensitive knot of tissue beneath its distended rim with the tip of her tongue and then sucked down his length once more. The bulbous dome of its head pushed at the back of her throat. She cupped his sac in one hand, kneading the twin globes with gentle pressure before giving them a gentle tug.

“Tell me what it’s like, Cor.” Levi’s order stroked the building heat in Sonja’s core. “How does it feel to have a woman’s mouth and lips on your cock?”

Corbin groaned, the sound vibrating through his body. “D-different.”

Sonja flattened her tongue and took his cock deeper into her throat. He groaned again, louder this time.

“Different isn’t good enough,” Levi said. “You’re a writer. An award winning writer. Use your words…”

Corbin jerked as Sonja hooked her fingers under his waistband and shoved his jeans to his ankles. His knees trembled at her breasts, scraping over her hard nipples. “D-diff…s…softer,” he gasped.

“And her hands on your sac? Describe how they feel.”

Massaging his balls, Sonja sucked up his cock to the very end.

“Fuck, L-Levi…I can’t…think…”

“Stop, Sonny.”

Sonja paused, encircling the head of Corbin’s dick with loose lips. She waited, lightly cupping his scrotum, Levi’s control of the moment igniting a molten ache inside her. Christ, she wanted to come again. Already.

“Levi…” Corbin pleaded. A shudder claimed his body. Sonja felt it radiate through his cock into her mouth. “I…please…”

“Shall I tell Sonny to release your balls as well?”

“Gentle,” Corbin burst out. “Her nails aren’t as long as yours but her fingers are softer. It feels like heaven when she kneads them together. Each time she presses her palm to them the heat of her flesh sinks into my groin and I want to come. Fuck, I want to come.”

“What if she touches your arse?” Levi’s voice grew thick. “Let’s see how different that feels. Sonny?”

Sonja stroked her index finger over his anus, a slow, firm pressure on the sensitive ring of flesh. As she did so, she swirled her tongue over the crown of his cock.

Corbin’s responding groan filled the air. “Oh fuck, fuck.”

“Tell me how that felt.”

Sonja pressed at his anus again, a little harder this time. His hips bucked forward.

“Different?” Levi asked.

Corbin didn’t answer.

“Different?” Levi repeated.

Opening her eyes, she peered up at Corbin, waiting on his answer. She felt powerful. Amazing. Like she was a part of something utterly special. Something beautiful and profound. She stroked his hole once more, dipping into the tight opening with the tip of her finger this time.

Corbin whimpered, eyes closed, head back, breath choppy and rapid.

“Tell me, lover,” Levi urged. “Tell me what it feels like to have Sonny touch you.”

For the first time since he’d ordered Corbin to strip her, Sonja heard a note of consternation in his voice. Her heart broke a little. He truly was hurting. She so wanted to be a part of his healing. Wanted to help Corbin make him whole again.

“Tell me,” he whispered. “Please.”

“Incredible,” Corbin moaned, a quaver in his voice.

“Is that it?”

He shook his head and looked down at Sonja, directly into her eyes. “And right. Like her mouth was made to take my cock.”

The declaration sent a wet shard of euphoric pleasure through Sonja. To thank him, to show him how much she loved the words, she pressed on his anus again.

He gasped out a chuckling breath and then lifted his stare to Levi. “The same way
your
mouth feels, babe.”

A beat of silence followed the claim. Sonny’s heart beat faster. Corbin’s cock jerked in her mouth.

“Make him come, Sonny.”

Levi’s command caressed her senses, the words ripe with heated joy.

She plunged her mouth down Corbin’s length, taking him as deep in her throat as she could, pushing beyond her gag reflect until she could physically take no more of him in. He let out a choked cry, thrusting deeper. She squeezed his balls with one hand as she penetrated his anus to the first knuckle of her index finger.

Mouth stuffed full of hard, male flesh, finger surrounded by tight male heat, Sonja had never felt so aroused. So ready to fall over the proverbial edge.

So when Levi smoothed his warm hands over her shoulders, up her throat into her hair, she almost released her own cry of rapture. When he snared a fistful of her hair, the grip so firm pain laced through her pleasure, she groaned around Corbin’s cock.

“Suck him,” Levi murmured, his voice coming from above her head. “Suck him hard.”

She did as instructed, slurping up and down Corbin’s cock with increasing speed and suction, Levi’s hand in her hair guiding her pace and depth. She knew he kissed Corbin as she did so. She could feel the steel pole of his erection rubbing the back of her head. Could hear the sounds of their lips and tongue joining above her. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the thought. Her belly contracted. Her heart pounded.

She feasted on Corbin’s engorged length, kneaded his balls and slid deeper into his arse. Above her head, both men moaned. She echoed them, humming around Corbin’s cock as she wriggled her head against Levi’s erection.

Levi’s fist in her hair tightened. Corbin’s thrusts into her mouth became faster. Wilder.

Rhythm deserted him. He drove deeper, deeper, savage pumps into her throat.

For a split second, she couldn’t breathe, existed only on pure pleasure and engulfing heat. And then a choked roar filled the room, and Corbin came in her mouth.

Thick wads of semen gushed from his cock. Overflowed her sucking mouth. She sucked harder, greedy for his pleasure, craving it all. Behind her, Levi ground his rigid length to the back of her head. The want to turn and suck it, feast on it, overwhelmed her. Oh God, the whole thing overwhelmed her in its perfection.

Corbin was right. Her mouth was made to fuck his cock. Just like it was made to fuck Levi’s.

When the last of Corbin’s seed finally spurted from his jerking dick, she withdrew her mouth and finger from his flesh. With a gentle tongue, she licked at the glistening tip of his now-spent organ, her pulse wild.

Levi relaxed his hand in her hair and trailed his fingers down to her chin in a soft caress. She suspected if she looked up she’d find him and Corbin forehead to forehead.