Their leading lady, p.6
Their Leading Lady, page 6
“You don’t fight fair,” she moaned. “You shouldn’t be asking me these questions right now. In my present state, you know I’d agree to anything.”
“Yeah, you would.” Jago could hear the satisfaction in his own voice. “That’s why we won’t take an answer from you until tomorrow.”
“I specialize in giving head,” Lloyd said. “Ask Jago if I’m any good at it.”
“She’ll be able to judge for herself pretty soon, but I gotta tell you, sweetheart, those lips of his ought to come with a health warning. They’re nothing short of lethal. Whereas me…well, I’m gonna give some attention to these babies.” Jago squeezed the tit he’d been playing with and wasn’t surprised to discover her nipples were puckered up hard enough to make her eyes water. “Yeah, I know,” he said, pinching one of them. “You like?”
“Yeah.” But she winced.
“Too much?” Jago took a closer look and frowned. “Hey, this nipple’s all red and sore. I didn’t do that.”
“No, it was me,” she admitted sheepishly. “Earlier. When I used Billy I put a bulldog clip on my nipple.”
“Oh, brother!” Jago and Lloyd exchanged a glanced. “You like having your tits clamped?”
“I’ve never actually had them clamped. I like to put clothes pins on them sometimes when I bring myself off.”
“We can do way better than that, sweetheart. You just wait until you see some of the toys we have in our closet.” Jago kissed the end of her nose. “But right now, we need to leave this nipple to recover. It seems a shame that the other one’s been neglected, though.” He tutted. “Gonna have to do something about that.”
Jago lowered his head, sucked her uninjured nipple into his mouth and bit gently down on the solidified pebble.
“You like that?”
“It’s different to having a clothes pin, or something static,” she replied on a heavy sigh. “I don’t know how rough you’re gonna be and—”
“That makes you nervous?”
“Expectant, more like.”
“You know I won’t push you farther than I think you can go, don’t you?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know anything about you, that’s why this is so crazy. I never thought—”
“You have trust issues?”
She blinked up at him, distracted by Lloyd’s tongue and Jago’s words. “What makes you say that?”
“Something or someone hurt you bad, I’m guessing, but you’re safe with us. Let’s try this a little harder, just to prove my point.” He brushed a strand of hair away from her eyes with infinite tenderness. “Breathe deeply and absorb the pain, just like you most likely did with that clip earlier, and see what my teeth can do for you.”
Jago took a firmer hold on her nipple and tugged it away from her body. At the same time, Lloyd applied his lips to her clit and sucked. She cried out and her entire body went into a series of tremors. And not because she was afraid. Or hurting.
Jago knew Scarlett was a confliction of need and anxiety, reluctant to trust them, too turned on to have them stop what they’d started. Jago desperately didn’t want her to wake up in the morning and decide she didn’t want to play with them anymore. Why that should matter to him so much, he was at a loss to explain. He and Lloyd were never short of willing subs when the mood came upon them for a little no-strings fun. Perhaps, contrary bugger that he was, it was because Larry had warned them off of her. Or because she seemed so touchingly unaware of her sensuality and he wanted to show her what she’d been missing out on all these years, or…Hell, he didn’t know what it was but it he did know it had never mattered to him more that he show a playmate a good time. Make her face up to a few facts about her own needs. Far as he could tell, she spent every waking moment worrying about Larry’s schedule and protecting him from the barracudas who pursued him.
“Yeah, honey,” Jago said softly, releasing her nipple. “Your body’s telling you what it needs. You listen to what it says now.”
Jago reclaimed her nipple and bit down a little harder. Whatever Lloyd was doing appeared to hit her sweet spot, too. She screamed as she bucked her pelvis into his mouth and Jago increased the pressure on her nipple.
“There you go, babe,” Jago said, molding her breast with firm sweeps of his fingers. “You’ve got us both rock hard again. Told you it would happen.”
“I can’t…this is wild…my nipple feels like it’s on fire where you bit it.”
“In a good way, I hope.”
“Yeah, real good…Lloyd, what the fuck…I don’t think I can…”
Scarlett let go of her lingering inhibitions and gave herself over completely to them, thrashing her head from side to side as Lloyd sucked her to the brink of orgasm, and then produced a string of strangled protests from her when he tantalizingly held back. Jago continued to play with her tits and watched the kaleidoscope of emotions flitting across her face as she embraced this new experience—reckless sensuality chased away by smoldering need, naked desire competing with razor sharp awareness. Red hot desire coursed through Jago as he anticipated giving her the complete deal. If, and it was a very big if, she still wanted to play with them in the cold light of day. Right now she would say or do anything but she’d be letting passion overcome prudence. Jago wasn’t prepared to take that risk. This way, she got to orgasm but, technically, they hadn’t fucked her.
“That’s it, babe,” Jago said in a soft, provocative purr. “I told you Lloyd could do great things with that tongue of his. Now you know I didn’t exaggerate. Go with it, darlin’. He’s got his whole fist inside you, his lips locked on your clit and I’m about to bite your nipple again. Ride it, honey, and take what you need from us.”
At a nod from Jago, Lloyd pushed his hand a little deeper, sucked a little harder and Scarlett’s body elevated from the lounger. She cried out, her eyes wide open, as she thrust her pelvis against Lloyd’s hand and her world imploded. Jago lowered his head and bit her nipple at the precise moment her orgasm struck, hopefully intensifying the sensations streaking through her. He clung to it with his teeth until her body finally stopped thrumming and she collapsed in a boneless heap.
“My God, guys,” she said in a mystified tone. “What was that all about?”
* * * *
Sensation continued to streak through Scarlett long after Lloyd and Jago removed their hands and lips. She lay flat on her back, feeling as though every muscle in her body had been liquefied.
“I guess you enjoyed that,” Jago said, flashing a knowing, sexy smile.
“You looking for compliments?” She shook her head against the cushions. It felt like an almighty effort to move it. “I didn’t think you were that insecure.”
“Just checking,” Lloyd assured her, winking.
Jago leaned up on one elbow and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. She liked it a lot better when he kissed her with passion. His tongue was pretty agile, too, but right now she didn’t even have the energy it would take to kiss either of them. Who knew sex could be so tiring, especially when she hadn’t had to do anything other than lay there and let these two gods do amazing things to her?
Scarlett stared in bald disbelief that their erections. They were insatiable. A tiny part of her felt proud that she was responsible for their rising to such heights again so quickly. Of course, it might be nothing to do with her. Perhaps watching each other stimulate her to orgasm was what had turned them on.
Who knew? Who cared?
All she hoped was that once she’d recovered they would rethink their no-penetrative sex rule. Jago was being too considerate. She didn’t want time to think about it. If they asked her now, she’d say yes and not regret it in the morning. If she had time to think of all the downsides, the fact that they were Doms and she would be expected to put her complete trust in them…She wasn’t sure she could do it, much as her body was screaming at her to take the chance.
“No one’s ever done that for me before,” she admitted in a small voice. “Thank you.”
She noticed the guys exchange an incredulous look. “No guy has ever sucked you off?” Lloyd shook his head in disgust. “You date the wrong sort of guys, darlin’.”
“Sounds to me like she dates selfish jerks.”
“I don’t date much at all.” She paused, unable to meet their astonished gazes. The last thing she needed was them to feel sorry for her or to offer her a mercy fuck. “Not anymore.”
“I’m guessing now isn’t the time to ask you why not,” Jago said. “Besides, we have a few issues of our own to distract us right now.” He grasped his rigid cock. “Stay right where you are, sweetheart. This won’t take above a moment.”
Her hopes that she would get to have one of those rigid shafts invade her cunt evaporated when they kneeled on either side of her and started pumping their cocks through their clenched fists like men on a mission.
“We wanna come on you and with you,” Lloyd said.
“With me?”
“Hey, you don’t think we’d leave you out, do you?” Jago grinned at her, gritting his teeth at the same time, as though he was having trouble holding back. “You make us so fucking hard that we have to do it. That okay with you?”
Scarlett nodded. “Sure it is.”
“Can I come over your face, darlin’?” Lloyd asked. “You sure would look pretty wearing my sperm all over those pretty lips.”
“Yes,” she replied, licking the lips in question. “I want you to.”
“A face fuck, huh.” Jago grinned. “Guess I’ll shoot my load all over those pretty tits. Spread your legs, honey. Let’s see what I can do for you.”
Scarlett not only spread them, she also brought her knees up high. Jago’s long fingers delved into her pussy, honing in on her sweet spot as he continued to work his cock. She let out a moan of protest when he withdrew his fingers again almost immediately and she heard him rummaging blind in the side table drawer behind him.
“Not quite Billy, I suspect,” he said, waving a short, fat vibrator under her nose, “but this one has magical qualities.”
It certainly wasn’t as long as Billy but the moment Jago slid it into her cunt, she understood what he meant about the magical qualities. It had deep raised ridges along its sides and was so wide that taking it stretched her to capacity. Jago thrust it in as far as it would go and she cried out when the ridges agitated the sensitized walls of her pussy. Wow! She thrust against it, enjoying the feel of Jago’s thumb playing with her clit as the vibrator, turned up to maximum speed, got her blood pumping and the throb between her legs blossomed into pure torture. Raw need spiraled through her as Jago, watching her closely, continued to pump his cock.
“Ah, babe,” Lloyd said, throwing his head back as a drop of pre-cum fell on her lips. She stuck out her tongue and lapped it off, causing both men to groan.
“You taste all salty,” she said.
She could tell that they were both in the zone, pumping harder, eyes closed, strong hips thrusting, but Jago wasn’t neglecting her needs and she was right up there in the stratosphere along with them. Who knew that group masturbation could be so rewarding? Lloyd’s loaded balls almost touched her face each time he pushed forward. She darted out her tongue to lick one, then thought better of it and closed a hand around them. She did the same with Jago’s, using her other hand.
“You sure you haven’t done this before?” Jago asked, his voice strangled as his cock appeared to grow and twitch to impossibly large dimensions.
“Uh-huh,” she replied. “But I’m a fast learner.”
“Yeah, I got that part.”
One of Lloyd’s hands clamped around her left breast and tweaked the nipple hard.
“Wanna do the same thing to me, sweetheart?” he asked. “Men’s nipples can be pretty damned sensitive, too, in case you didn’t know.”
That was something else Scarlett had never done before, but she wasn’t about to let that stop her. There was something she could do for Lloyd and she wouldn’t hesitate. Bearing in mind that Jago had said he enjoyed pain, she released his balls, reached up and did what she’d wanted to do since they’d taken their shirts off. She ran a hand experimentally over the strong planes of his chest, feeling the muscles flexing and contracting beneath her touch as she tangled her fingers in his wiry chest hair and tugged hard. He grinned down at her, his eyes flashing with passion, his beauty unbalancing her, making her wonder what the hell she thought she was doing, playing with two such glamorous sophisticates. Lloyd fisted his cock more violently and she inhaled his musky scent of arousal, his fractured breathing warm against her damp skin. She reached for one of his nipples, dug her long nails into it and tugged for all she was worth.
“Fuck it, Scarlett!”
With a string of oaths, he sat back on his heels, dislodging her hand as he yelled her name and shot a fountain of sperm over her face. She poked her tongue out and licked up as much of it as she could catch, then impulsively wrapped her lips around his pulsating head to ensure she swallowed down the last of it. Jago shoved the vibrator into her with extreme force, reminding her that she, too, was on the brink. She felt her orgasm building, reverberating like thunder through her mid-section as she bucked against the vibrator, crying out as she closed around it. The feeling was less intense but more prolonged this time, the tingling exhilaration sending her into sensory overload. It was astonishing. Quite astonishing, and Scarlett never wanted the moment to end.
“Oh, baby,” Jago said from her other side, watching her. “Are we gonna have some fun with you.”
And then he was coming, too, aiming his cock directly at her tits and sending a shower of come over them. She laughed and rubbed it in as quickly as he expelled it, making both men groan at the sight.
“I guess I’m glad I accepted your invitation to stay,” she said, smiling at them both as they watched her with identical incredulous expressions. “Now, how are we gonna get all this sticky come off of me?”
Jago leaned forward and kissed her long and deep, not seeming to care that her face was caked with Lloyd’s rapidly drying sperm.
“You were incredible,” he said softly. “Are you okay?”
“Never better,” she assured them both, trying and failing to stifle a yawn.
“And you’re beat, poor baby. We’d best call it a night. Come on.”
Without waiting for a response he stood up, swept her into his arms and headed for the stairs. Scarlett enjoyed being cradled up close and personal with his impressive chest, but he’d never get up the stairs with her. She was way too heavy.
“I weigh over one-forty,” she warned him.
“Is that all?” Lloyd joked, following behind with her clothes. “We’ll get you showered and tucked up in bed, and then you can get some rest and think about whether you wanna do something more with us tomorrow.”
“There’s nothing to think about,” she protested, knowing that there was and she shouldn’t be saying such things. But somehow her brain and her mouth appeared to be operating independently of one another. “You can’t just start something and then decree it’s not worth finishing. That makes you guys the equivalent of cock-teases and makes me feel excess to requirements.”
Jago laughed, not seeming the slightest bit out of breath as he took the stairs with her still in his arms. “We’ve been called many things over the years, with justification I might add, but never anything that offensive.”
“Well then, prove it.”
“Oh, darlin’, we’d love to,” Lloyd said as they reached Scarlett’s room and he went ahead into the bathroom and switched on the shower. “But we need to be absolutely sure it’s what you want, too.”
“Err, earth to Lloyd and Jago. Did you see my reaction just now?”
“We saw. But remember, we play hard and rough. It’s the only way we know how. And you’ll have to take any punishments we deem appropriate. We’re not used to playing with babes who aren’t already into the lifestyle, and don’t want to hurt you or make you do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
“I can’t believe I’m having to talk you into this,” she said huffily, as Jago put her down directly under the hot jets of water. “It’s highly insulting.”
They laughed as the climbed into the shower with her, soaped her all over, then rinsed her off and wrapped her in a large fluffy towel. It was Lloyd who picked her up this time, took her to the bed and slid her between the sheets that Jago had turned down.
“Good night, Scarlett,” Lloyd said, kissing her softly on the lips. “Sleep well and we’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
“Sleep as long as you need to,” Jago said. “We’ll be around when you wake.”
They left the room and shut the door quietly behind them. Scarlett was now totally exhausted but her mind was too full for there to be the slightest possibility of her sleeping a wink.
Chapter Five
“She’s still sleeping, Larry,” Jago said into the speakerphone. “Want us to get her to call you when she wakes?”
“What time is it with you?”
“Almost eleven in the morning. I guess her body clock hasn’t adjusted yet.”
“Let her sleep as long as she needs to. She seldom does when she’s over here.”
“She does seem like a workaholic,” Lloyd added.
A vibrant sigh echoed down the line. “You have no idea.”
“Well, anyway, as soon as she gets up we’ll get right onto your problem,” Jago said. “Hopefully we’ll have some answers for you soon.”
“I know you’ll do your best.” Jago glanced at Lloyd and frowned. They could both hear the worry in the earthy brown voice that was partly responsible for shooting Larry to world fame.
“Count on it, mate.”
“Our mutual friend has been in touch again.”
Jago frowned. “So soon.”
“Yes, issuing deadlines by email. I have a week to get this latest production off the ground, otherwise I’ll be in breach of contract.”
Excessively paranoid about phone hacking, Jago and Lloyd both knew Larry was telling them the blackmailer had been in touch again. Since they knew very little about the nature of the threats being levelled against him, they were none the wiser.
