10 Nights (23 page)

Leah closed her eyes
tightly, willing her heart to stop racing and her breathing to slow. It was all
too much; she wasn’t ready to explore things as deeply as Rhett wanted her to.
Her mental anguish was so deep she didn’t feel his fingers work the clasp on
her bra, and didn’t realize he’d released it until he firmly pulled her hands
down by her side firmly. She whimpered as the cool air swirled over her breasts,
hardening her nipples into tiny buds.

Manuel walked forward
until he stood before the trembling beauty and lowered his mouth to one of her
tempting peaks. Suckling it he felt her instinctively try to pull back, she was
unable to do so however because Rhett held her in place. Manuel flicked his
tongue across her nipple and gently nipped at her; her soft groan of pleasure
and pain made him harden instantly.

“Rhett, please, Sir,”
she whimpered, hating that her body was responding to Manuel’s attention when
emotionally she wished to be anywhere else.

Holding her hands at
her side, using his strength to keep her still, Rhett lowered his mouth to her
ear and whispered, “Stop thinking, sweetheart, and feel.” He was finding it difficult
to watch Manuel touch what he considered to be his, but he was determined that
she would have the experience.

Manuel trailed his
mouth to her other breast as his hand moved down her flat stomach and under the
band of the small wisp of lace that covered her sex. His fingers slid over her
smooth mound and between her soft folds, pleased by the dampness he found
there. Lifting his head he spoke huskily, “Your body is loving what I’m doing.”
He lowered his mouth to her abdomen and feeling her tense his tongue delved
into her navel, swirling it around briefly.

Leah held her breath as
his tongue tickled her. His fingers were creating the most delicious friction
but her mind screamed at her that it was wrong to be enjoying what he was doing
to her.

Rhett was fighting his
own issues as he watched his friend touch his girl, but he refused to end it.
He knew that if he was going to share her, he would at least be involved in her
finding pleasure. “We should move this to the bed,” he said, his tone more
harsh than he intended.

Manuel looked up at his
friend, surprised by his tone, and even more surprised by the jealousy he saw
in his eyes. It was clear the young woman between them meant more to his friend
than he was willing to admit to himself. “Are you certain you want to do this?”
he asked.

Rhett lifted Leah as
Manuel removed his fingers and he carried her over to the bed with long
strides. “This is what she needs.” He carefully laid her on the bed, ignoring
the look in her eyes that begged him to stop.

“Sir, please,” she
whispered, not liking the angry look on his face. She was sure he was going to
force her to go through with it and hated that she might derive even the
slightest hint of pleasure from the act.

“Remember when I told
you before that I would be lenient with you because you were new, Leah?” He
needed this to happen as much for him as for her. She was becoming too much of
an obsession, he couldn’t think rationally any longer.

“I remember, Sir,” she
whispered softly, not sure what he was meaning.

“That no longer
applies,” he watched her eyes widen in fear, “if you stop any night, this
ends.” He knew he was being cold and unfair but there had to be some way to
ease the possessive need he felt for her, and he hoped that night would do it.
If he could watch her with another man then her innocence would no longer be a
factor. At least that was how he rationalized what he was doing.

A single tear slid down
her cheek at his words. “You want me to be your whore, Sir?”

“I want you to agree to
do whatever I ask of you, without question.” His eyes bore into hers, wondering
if she would break or walk away. He wasn’t sure which reaction would please him
more.

Forcing herself to take
deep breaths Leah considered what he was really demanding of her. She could
walk away tonight and never see him again, or she could give in to his demented
idea of passion and live with the consequences. It was an overwhelming decision
to make and her mind reeled; was she ready to end it and walk away? 

The answer was no, and
tears ran down her cheeks as she realized it. She hated him for asking of her
what he had, and she hated herself for not being strong enough to leave.
Nodding she spoke softly, “I’m not ready for this to end, Sir.” Laying her
hands on the bed by her sides she trembled, not knowing just what she was
giving in to.

Rhett knew he should be
elated when she finally submitted to him, but the feeling in his gut wasn’t one
of joy over her decision. Strengthening his resolve he lowered himself onto the
bed and kissed her. It wasn’t a kiss of loving tenderness, or of passion, it
was a kiss to show his possession of her. “Tonight you will know what it means
to belong to me utterly.” His hands went to the scrap of lace that covered her
sex and pulled it down her shaking limbs.

Manuel removed his
clothes, not certain his friend was ready to share his pet. She was incredibly
beautiful, and he couldn’t wait to enjoy her, but there was an air of tension
in the room that concerned him. They had been friends for many years, and had
shared many women, but he had never seen his friend act the way he was just
then, it was clear he was struggling with the idea of having feelings for his
latest submissive. “Rhett, you are sure this is something you wish to pursue?”
he asked, needing his friend to be certain.

Rhett stood and
undressed quickly, refusing to allow himself the time to change his mind. He
needed this for his own sanity, and to remind himself who was in control. The
girl was his pet, and until he could be sure of his own state of mind he’d do
whatever it took to put her in the same place as the submissives before her.
“Let’s enjoy our little slut,” he said finally.

Leah closed her eyes at
his words, wishing she had the nerve to tell him to go to hell for his comment.
She didn’t doubt for a minute that he would send her away if she denied him,
and a part of her thought that would be for the best.

As both men joined her
on the bed she tensed, if she was going to stop this she knew she needed to do
so then, otherwise it would be too late. Why she remained still and silent as
their hands found her breasts she would wonder long after the night ended.

Rhett lowered his mouth
to her breast and suckled deeply, his teeth scraping lightly over the hardened
peak. Knowing that Manuel was enjoying her other breast enraged him, and he
tried to shut out the anger and jealousy that threatened to overwhelm his mind,
to think of Leah as just another submissive, but he couldn’t. His hand squeezed
her creamy mound tightly, forcing a gasp of pain from her.

His hand moved down to
her smooth mound and he plunged two fingers into her. She wasn’t dry, but
neither was she fully ready for him. His eyes moved to her face and he saw her
eyes were shut tight while her entire body was rigid and tense. Seeing that he
forced himself to gain control over his volatile emotions and pulled his
fingers from her clenching folds; it wasn’t supposed to be a punishment for
her, he told himself with a mental shake.

“Taste her, Manuel, she
is so sweet,” he told his friend. A tiny voice at the back of his mind told him
he should stop things, that what he was doing wasn’t right, but she had her
safe words, he reminded himself, if she truly wanted to stop what was happening
she could.

Determined that she
should not regret what was happening, that she should find as much pleasure as
them, he moved up her body and claimed her lips gently.

As she lay there Leah
wished the night would end. If it was what he needed to stoke his ego then she
would give it to him, she thought angrily, but she was damned if she was going
to enjoy it. She would not give him the satisfaction of finding pleasure in
what was happening.

His lips gently pried
hers apart and his tongue slid between them, drawing her attention to him, and
away from what he was allowing to happen to her. As his tongue slowly danced
with hers she found her mind drifting off, making it difficult for her to
think.

Following Rhett’s
suggestion Manuel lowered himself between Leah’s beautiful thighs, lifting her
legs over his shoulder. He felt her become even more tense and rigid and slowly
trailed kisses up her thigh until his mouth settled over her soft folds and his
tongue lightly grazed the sensitive flesh of her clit.

He prided himself on
his talents with women, and his ability to always leave them satisfied by the
time he was finished. He was determined that this occasion would be no
different. She would enjoy the experience, no matter how much her mind tried to
resist her body. Spreading her nether lips with his fingers his tongue delved deep,
retreating and entering again; every so often he moved up to circle her clit
with his tongue and nip at it gently.

The touch of a
stranger’s lips on her body should not have been pleasurable, Leah told
herself, she should not be enjoying it, but like the slut Rhett had called her
she felt her body respond. As much as she wanted to remain distant from what
was being done to her, to let them have their pleasure but not to enjoy it
herself, she found it impossible.

Rhett’s hand on her
breasts and his tongue dancing with hers ignited her passion, while the feel of
Manuel’s tongue, diving into her core again and again, proved too much to
resist. Soon enough she felt her body flood with desire as her brain closed
itself off and gave her body over to the pleasure she was experiencing.

Her hips arched off the
bed, giving Manuel free reign over her body and he gripped her hips firmly as
he continued to explore her depths with his tongue. He darted it in and out of
her, lapping at her core before retreating and moving up to nip at her clit and
tease the piercing in her clit hood, then he started all over again.

Leah relaxed as she
surrendered to the passion and desire being generated in her; almost
immediately her body tensed again and she lost all reasoning as she came
undone. Overwhelmed by the sensation she moaned into Rhett’s mouth and dug her
nails into his shoulders, her legs squeezing tight around Manuel’s head.

Manuel’s fingers slowly
pushed inside her and then pulled out, moving down to her untried rosebud.
Gently he pushed the tip of his finger inside while she attempted to move away.

Pulling her lips from
Rhett’s Leah protested the unwelcome invasion of Manuel’s fingers. She
struggled against them as it dawned on her that they were planning on both
having her at the same time. In her earlier panic she hadn’t realized what it
might mean to have two lovers, now she did and panic set in. “Rhett, Sir,
please, I can’t!” She felt as though she was about to go into hysterics.

“You can do this, Leah,
and you will enjoy it,” Rhett told her, his mouth claiming hers again for a
brief moment. His hands traced their way over her body while Manuel’s mouth
reclaimed her clit. The sensation was overwhelming after the orgasm she’d just
had. “Trust me, I would never allow you to be here if I thought Manuel would
hurt you. This isn’t what tonight is about.”

His words, and Manuel’s
mouth on her core, left her thoughts a jumble. She knew there were a hundred
reasons she should be saying no, but the sensations were winning out over her
fears. She felt herself building toward release again and whimpered when Manuel
pulled away.

“How do you want to
take her?” Manuel asked, he was rock hard and knelt up to slide a condom onto
his impressive length, keeping his eye on their beautiful conquest.

“I will be the first to
have that sexy little ass,” Rhett said. He knew he was larger than Manuel, and
his friend would be less invasive, but he was not prepared to trust his friend
so far as to break her in, she was too important to him.

Manuel lay down beside
Leah. “Come ride me, baby,” he said, stroking himself. He ached to feel that
sweet little cunt engulf his length.

Leah bit her lip,
almost drawing blood; he’d left her on the edge of fulfillment and her core was
aching, but she still wasn’t sure she could do it. The thought of Rhett
entering her from behind was just a small part of her hesitation; she knew if
she went through with it, nothing would ever be the same again.

“Now, Leah!” Rhett
could see the indecision on her gorgeous face and refused to let her overthink
the situation. The look of pleading she gave him made his resolve falter but he
held firm. “Don’t make me ask you again, sweetheart.”

Tears filled her eyes
again; the endearment may have been gentle, but the look in his eyes told her
he expected nothing less than her submission. Trembling she lifted herself over
Manuel, who rubbed the head of his long cock briefly against her velvety lips.
Looking away from both men she slowly lowered herself onto his length, noting
as she did so difference in size between the two men.

Manuel loved how
tightly she gripped him, and his hands moved to her hips to guide her all the
way down onto him. Her soft gasp of pleasure had him rotating his hips, eager
to enjoy her as fully as he could. “So damn tight, little pet, you feel
wonderful!”