It seemed to be. The men joined us, sitting in the chairs that flanked either end of the couch. If someone were to walk in right now, this would all appear normal. We’d seem like two couples having drinks and conversation. Would they sense the sexual tension swirling around us like an invisible fog? It was provocative. Seductive and so fucking powerful it squeezed my lungs.
Only Joseph seemed unaffected. He looked comfortable leaning to one side of his chair with an arm slung over the back, and a glass of wine in hand. Kyle tried to mimic his friend’s posture. Both men watched us expectantly, and Noemi fidgeted with the hem of her dress.
My voice was tinted with nervous energy. “What now? You guys are looking at us like you want a show.” I felt weird and didn’t really want to be on display. It had been one thing to fool around with Leslie years ago. It was dark, I’d been kind of drunk, and Kyle had been right there beside me. He was so far away now.
Joseph took a sip of his wine, then rolled the liquid slowly in his glass. “I’ll take care of the awkwardness in a minute. Do you find Noemi attractive?”
“Yes.” I glanced at her. “You’re very pretty.”
“Thank you,” she said warmly.
“Noemi’s not pretty,” he said, “she’s fucking gorgeous. You should see her when she’s naked.” He took another sip of his wine. So calm and composed. “Would you like to?”
Kyle’s apartment suddenly felt like the inside of an oven, and I was closest to the heating coils. My face warmed, but I pushed my nerves away and spoke honestly. “Yes.”
The edges of Joseph’s mouth turned up into a slight, pleased smile. “Would you like to kiss her?” he said. “Touch her?” His voice went deep and dark. “Fuck her?”
I could barely breathe. “Yes,” I whispered, unable to contain it. “I mean, if she wants to.”
His pleased smile widened. “She already gave me the signal of yes when she sat on the couch.”
I guzzled my wine, hoping it’d make me relax. I was wound as tight as a spring.
“I am not your Sir.” His gaze was focused on me. “But to avoid confusion tonight, you’ll address me that way. Understood?”
Oh, God. I risked a glance to Kyle. A light smile played on his lips, as if he was comfortable with this, and then he nodded. I turned back to Joseph and nodded as well.
“Good. Noemi, put your mouth on her.”
She didn’t hesitate. “Where, Sir?”
“You can kiss her wherever you want.”
I set my empty wine glass down on the table with jittery hands and too much force, so it clanked loudly, and then I rubbed my sweaty palms over my pant-covered thighs. It was a simple word, Sir, but it reverberated in the room.
I looked at Noemi, wondering where this beautiful girl was going to carry out her Dom’s command, and it must have been the opening she needed. She reached out and cupped a hand on the side of my neck as she slid closer. Her eyes fluttered closed as she leaned in to me.
It wasn’t a conscious thought to meet her halfway, but it happened. Her lips pressed oh-so-softly to mine in a delicate, closed mouth kiss. It was chaste. A tease, and over just as quickly as it had started. Confusion crackled through my mind. These lips didn’t belong to Kyle, yet I wanted more. I sensed everyone in the room wanted more.
There was a sharp inhale of breath from her as I grasped her shoulder and pulled her back to me. This time my mouth sealed over hers, and I gave her just a hint of tongue. A sliver of the full kiss I wanted to share with her.
Her hand on my neck began to ease downward, her palm pressed against my collarbone. Inching her way toward my breasts as she opened her mouth and her tongue sought mine
. She answered my intensity and desire with her own.
“Fuck me, that’s hot,” Kyle said. It caused me to grin, but I didn’t stop kissing her. Her lips were so soft, and her delicate tongue sliding against mine was erotic. Wrong or right didn’t apply. Kyle’s voice had been loaded with satisfaction, and it shot a bolt of pleasure deep in my belly.
Also, there was her hand. She’d tucked it inside my shirt and slipped her fingers beneath the strap of my bra, toying with it. Toying with not just me, but with the men watching. I wanted her to go further. My nipples strained beneath the lace of my bra, begging for attention.
“Do it, baby girl,” Joseph said.
Our sighs mixed together as Noemi’s fingertips traced lower and grazed beneath the cup of my bra. She found my nipple and gently pinched it between two fingers. I grew hot and damp between my legs in a flash. Before we’d started kissing, I hadn’t wanted to put on a show. But now? Oh, I was enjoying it.
As we both became bolder, so did our kiss. Her teeth snagged my bottom lip and nibbled on it, while my hand slid from her shoulder down to cup a handful of her breasts. There was a wicked male chuckle which sounded like Joseph, but I was too preoccupied with her to confirm. I squeezed the globe of flesh and reveled in the sexy moan I pulled from her.
And the next second she was gone. My eyes flew open and I gazed up in surprise. Joseph was on his feet, as was she, and he had a hand on her elbow, like he’d tugged her upright there.
His tone was authoritative. Strict, but still hot as he spoke it near Noemi’s ear. “Take your panties off. You’ll watch Kyle as you do it.”