I’d swear I felt Kyle’s jaw hit the floor, because it was right alongside mine.
“You trained her to . . . stop her orgasm?” Kyle asked.
“Yes.”
Holy shit. It sounded like the cruelest thing ever, and yet, it turned me on. That kind of dominance was abso-fucking-lute.
I squirmed against Kyle, trying to increase the pressure of his touch, but he must have known, because his strokes went feather-light. I shoved a hand inside my bra
and pinched my nipple, only for him to seize my wrist and push it away.
“Please?” The ache inside me was racing toward critical meltdown.
“Not yet.”
It was a simple expression of control from Kyle, but fuck me, it felt incredible.
Joseph leaned forward and put his mouth on Noemi. Rimming her. The image of him fully clothed in an expensive suit, kneeling behind the beautifully naked girl perched on all fours on a coffee table was decadent. It was an obscene art display and I didn’t want to blink. Didn’t want to miss a fraction of a second.
He used both hands on her, one to rub furiously back and forth on her clit, and the other to pump two fingers in and out. They were wet and glistening. His eyes were closed as his mouth was between her cheeks, and when she began to rock with pleasure, he moved with her, never losing contact.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, overwhelmed with desire and craving for relief.
The side of Noemi’s balled fist slammed against the table with a thud. Her biceps flexed and her back arched. “Oh, oh, Joseph. I’m gonna come!” She gasped again. “I’m coming!”
He kept his fingers inside her, but straightened and laid his other forearm over the small of her back, turning his wrist so he could stare at his watch. “Eleven. Ten. Nine. Eight.”
She moaned repeatedly as the ecstasy rolled through her. Her left leg was quaking so violently, it was amazing she hadn’t collapsed. He continued to count down until she’d have to stop, and it had the inverse effect on me. Every number brought me closer to satisfaction.
“Three. Two. One. Stop.”
Joseph studied her critically, watching her every cue. Noemi half-sobbed as she shook and pressed her lips together. There seemed to be tension rippling in every muscle of her as she clamped down and tried to shut her pleasure off. A deep breath was drawn in through her nose, and as she exhaled, she relaxed.
She’d done it.
His fingers withdrew from her body.
He launched to his feet, grabbed her shoulder, and yanked her upright, only so he could slam his mouth over hers, one hand cupping the back of her head. “Oh, you good girl. Such a good girl, Noemi.” His tone was so pleased, it was like she’d amazed him. “You’re so, fucking, perfect.”
I wanted to hear that tone from Kyle. I was desperate to please him like that.
She was panting as if stopping her orgasm had taken its toll and had been exhausting, but Joseph’s kiss was giving her much needed energy back. I’d thought the sex act we’d just witnessed was hot, but it paled in comparison to this passionate kiss. She clutched at him and he held her right back, strong and secure as he drew her up off the table and wrapped his arms around her.
Kyle used the opportunity to turn my head toward him.
His stare was . . . hungry. It made me believe I was the only thing that could satisfy him. Electricity clung in the air as he moved in, bringing our mouths together in a long, drawn-out kiss. Like he was slow fucking my mouth.
I had fallen so deep into him, I hadn’t realized the other couple had moved until our kiss ended. Noemi stood on her heels before us, her hands hanging at her sides. There was a soft squeal as Joseph dragged the heavy coffee table away, clearing space, and she flinched subtly at the noise.
My gaze traveled the curves of her nude body. Her nipples were taut and pink. Her waist narrowed and her flat belly encouraged me to keep looking, all the way down to the delicate, feminine slit between her legs.
“You’re stunning, Noemi,” I said.
Her chest lifted with a deep breath. “Thank you.”
A smile warmed on Joseph’s expression as he came back to her. “I think it’s time to show Ruby some appreciation.”
He grabbed a throw pillow off the chair, dropped it to the floor, and urged her down onto her knees so she knelt between Kyle’s legs. Mine as well, since my legs were hung over his, spread even wider. The electricity in the room ramped up until all the hairs on my arms were charged and standing on end. As if in slow motion, Joseph placed her hands on Kyle’s knees.