Swap (27 page)
Authors: Jenesi Ash
Suddenly Mia's surroundings were pitch-black. She craned her neck, trying to hear and predict what was coming at her next.
A mouth covered hers. It was warm and dry, but Mia still reeled back from the unexpected touch.
“Okay,” Jamie said gleefully against her ear. “Who was that?”
Mia's heart hammered against her chest. She had no idea! “The kiss was too short,” she complained. “I need another one.”
She felt the mouth against her lips, and Mia tried to pick out the clues. The lips weren't full and lush, so she knew it wasn't Jamie.
Then who was it?
The man kissed her with teasing nibbles. The touch was assertive, but not aggressive. There was no hint of possession. “Caleb,” she whispered without thinking.
The moment she said his name, she wanted to call it back. She hadn't meant to give an answer unless she had been absolutely certain.
“You're right!” Jamie said, her voice sounding farther away this time. “And you weren't sure of this game.”
Mia still wasn't! She knew she had made a lucky guess. She had to be very careful.
Mia gasped as she felt the heel of a hand pressing against her mound.
“Who's touching you?” Jamie asked.
“You,” Mia immediately replied. She bit her tongue, wishing she would be more careful. Then again, she had been one hundred percent positive with her answer. But there was that chance she was wrong, because she couldn't see anything thanks to the blindfold.
Jamie lifted her hand. “How did you know?” she asked.
“I just did.” Mia didn't think there was any reason to mention that Jamie's manicure tipped her off.
“And now?” Jamie asked, clearly enjoying the test.
Mia felt two big hands massaging her left foot. She wanted to kick the person away as a thumb dug at the bottom of her foot and dragged along its length. The touch was almost ticklish.
It was a masculine hand, Mia noted as she felt the strength and callused skin. “Caleb again,” she answered. Caleb had work-roughened hands. He had also rubbed her foot like that on their first night together.
“Okay, maybe this is too easy for her,” Jamie complained. “We need to give her something really difficult.”
“Where's Aidan?” Mia asked. He had been too quiet and hadn't participated in the game.
“Right here,” Aidan replied, and placed a gentle kiss on her breast. Mia arched her back, wanting more than a kiss. The metal cuffs around her wrists rubbed her skin as they clanged against the bedposts.
“When do I get all three of you touching me at once?” she asked breathlessly.
Her stomach twisted, and this time it was from the excitement, although she was still fighting some nerves. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, and there was only so much Aidan could do to take care of her.
“Do you think you're ready for it?” Aidan asked.
“Yes!” she bit out impatiently. “Give me everything you've got!”
Aidan kissed her hard and stabbed his tongue past her lips. She felt his hands cradling her face as Caleb and Jamie stroked her body.
At first she could tell exactly what each person was doing. Jamie squeezed and pinched one of her breasts while Caleb sucked Mia's nipple on the other.
As the trio pleasured her, Mia slowly lost track with who was touching her breasts and who was kissing along her hip bone. The hands and mouths seemed to multiply, and she couldn't tell what they were going to do next.
She was dizzy with excitement, and the only thing Mia could do was surrender to the wild sensations spinning through her. Aidan would stop everything and catch her if she lost complete control.
Mia froze when she felt a hand on her clitoris. The touch was as light as a feather but gave quite an impact. Mia moaned as this lover captured the swollen nub between two fingers and pressed down.
Mia panted for air as the sting whipped through her. She couldn't concentrate on who was teasing her clit. Was it one of the men, or was it Jamie?
The last thought gave her a jolt, and the metal cuffs jangled harshly as she rocked her hips.
Her attention was torn away as someone squeezed her breasts, which felt heavy and full. She whimpered as this lover bit down on her nipple, sending a white-hot rush through her veins.
“More,” she whispered shyly. She didn't want to be this greedy, but the hands and mouths were stirring up feelings she had tried so hard to hide.
She frowned when she felt something solid and warm against her ribs. Mia couldn't tell who it was or what he was doing. If only her arms were unchained, then she could investigate.
The solid warmth squeezed her like a vise. Legs. Mia clearly imagined knees and suddenly knew what was pressing against her armpits. But why was he touching her like this?
She felt the legs flex. Wet heat covered one of her breasts. The pressure rocked back and forth. Mia couldn't figure out what the lover was doing to her, but if felt good. Hard and slippery against her soft breast.
Jamie. Jamie was riding her breasts. Once Mia realized this, she was very aware of Jamie's juices wetting her nipples and trickling down the curve of her breast.
Oh, that feels so good. “More,” Mia said as she rocked back and forth, matching Jamie's rhythm.
Jamie grunted loudly and swiveled her hips, crushing Mia's breasts with her weight. The lines between pleasure and pain blurred. Mia rocked from side to side, chasing the delicious sensations as Jamie bucked wildly against her.
Jamie's legs tightened. Mia gasped for breath as Jamie rode her fiercely. Jamie cried out as she climaxed, and then suddenly she wasn't there. Mia's breasts were free, and chilly air wafted over the sticky, swollen crests. Where had Jamie gone? Mia wondered as her body pulsed for completion.
She felt knees bumping against her armpits again. Only this time they were much bigger. It had to be either Caleb or Aidan. Mia wrestled with her bindings, trying to touch more of her male lover.
He cupped her face with his hands, and the other hands and mouth on her dimmed in her consciousness. Mia couldn't tell if the hands on her face were callused or not. All she could determine was that they were big and strong.
The man rubbed the tip of his cock firmly against her mouth. Outlining the shape of her lips, her lover was seeking entrance.
Seeking entrance . . . requesting permission. Mia parted her lips as she recognized her lover. Caleb.
He glided his cock past her lips, and she knew without a doubt that it was Caleb. His taste, his length, even the texture of his cock identified him.
“More,” she ordered him and opened her mouth wider. Mia sucked the tip, drawing him deeper into her mouth. She heard Caleb's groan as he started to pump in her, each stroke careful and measured.
Mia murmured with pleasure as she sucked his cock, rubbing the roof of her mouth over a sensitive spot that tested Caleb's control. His hands tightened on her face as his pace quickened.
She felt someone's hands on her hips and pelvis. There was an intent in the way the person touched her. Jamie. She clasped Mia's mound with such possession that Mia wanted to melt against her friend's touch.
Jamie caressed Mia's clitoris in small circular movements, and Mia swayed her hips. Jamie's pattern and Caleb's rhythm fought against each other, yet brought Mia's arousal to a fevered pitch.
She felt Aidan's strong hands on the top of her legs. Mia imagined he was either kneeling between her spread thighs or standing at the foot of her bed. Her core pulsed with urgent need. She had to have Aidan deep inside her. She couldn't take the exquisite stimulation anymore.
Mia turned her head, allowing Caleb's cock to slip from her mouth. “More,” she yelled impatiently as she rattled the chains that bound her.
She felt Aidan's hands slide underneath her legs and he grabbed her ass. Tilting her hips, he lifted her off the mattress. The angle of her pussy promised deep penetration.
When two fingers dipped into her core, Mia at first thought it was Aidan, but she realized that was impossible. Jamie was testing her wetness before withdrawing her fingers and smearing the moisture against Mia's aching clit.
The tip of Aidan's cock pressed against the folds of her sex as Caleb continued to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. Already she could tell one difference between the two men, and she couldn't understand why she had been previously confused about Aidan and Caleb.
Mia sighed around Caleb's cock as Aidan thrust into her pussy. She writhed under her lovers when Aidan stretched and filled her. Her flesh gripped him tightly.
She tried to meet Aidan's thrusts as she rocked against Jamie's fingers. Caleb pumped in her mouth, no longer able to control his rhythm.
Each lover would have driven her wild by himself. Together they overwhelmed her senses. Her body began to quake as the desire coiled tightly in her belly. Urgent need pressed against her from the inside out. She thought her skin would erupt and splinter.
Aidan thrust into her just as Jamie pressed down on her clit. Mia inhaled sharply, taking Caleb deep in her throat. That was all it took.
Intense pleasure clawed at her, the sensation so burning hot that it felt like ice. It ripped through her to the bone, and Mia screamed as she climaxed. She shook, the cuffs biting into her skin.
Her release was violent, pulling her in all directions. It should have made her feel weak and fragile. Instead, raw energy filled Mia. Three lovers had dominated her all at once, but she had never felt so powerful.
SEVENTEEN
Hours later, Jamie was snuggled against her friends on Mia's big bed. She stared up at the canopy bed when she heard her friend give a sigh of regret.
She turned to look at Mia. “What are you thinking about?” Jamie whispered, her question startling her friend.
“I didn't know you were up.”
Jamie lifted herself up on one arm. “You look so sad. Aren't you having fun?” She hoped Mia wasn't regretting this weekend.
“I am having a great time,” Mia assured her. “Almost every one of my fantasies has come true. It's all thanks to you guys.”
“Then what's the problem?”
Mia gave a little shrug. “You got to explore and have sex with another guy. Aidan got to watch. I got to tie up Aidan. But what about Caleb?”
Jamie looked over her shoulder and saw Caleb sleeping soundly. “You're right. He's been granting everyone else their wishes, but no on has done the same for him.”
Mia thought for a moment. “What's his sexual fantasy?”
Jamie tried to recall. The only thing he had asked for was seeing her and Mia have sex. Jamie knew that wasn't his fantasy. He might want to watch, but it was really something he wanted to give to her. “I don't know.”
“You don't know?” Mia's voice rose with indignation. “You've been with him all this time and you have no clue what he likes?”
Jamie's shoulders tensed defensively. “Hey, you didn't know Aidan likes to watch you having sex with another man. How were you going to figure that one out on your own?”
“That's different,” Mia insisted. “Aidan was hiding that from me. He didn't think I would understand. But Caleb doesn't have any reason to hide from you.”
“Don't be too sure about that,” Jamie muttered, but she knew what Mia was saying. Caleb didn't have to hide his sexual fantasies from her. Jamie was all for people having exotic fetishes and extreme sex, the wilder the better.
But it turned out that she had been as judgmental about sex as her neighbors. The comparison made Jamie sick to her stomach, but she couldn't deny it. Jamie hadn't understood and had interfered with Mia's submissive nature. She had thought her friend should act like a modern-day woman both in and out of bed.
Yet surrendering to a dominant male was Mia's fantasy. Jamie didn't understand it and had tried to show Mia the error of her ways. It had been wrong of her. If Jamie wanted to be a good friend, then she needed to leave Mia's wishes alone.
Maybe that was the same problem with Caleb. Jamie gave him another glance. He might have a very traditional sex fantasy. Jamie found it difficult to believe since Caleb was the most adventurous and fascinating lover she had had, but it was possible.
“We need to correct this oversight,” Mia decided, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. “The next time we have sex, we're focusing on Caleb.”
“Good idea.” Jamie wanted to match Mia's enthusiasm since she truly felt it was a good idea. Jamie just wished she had come up with the idea first. She should have thought of it days ago. It was yet another example of how selfish she was.
Jamie rarely indulged in self-analyzing, but she couldn't ignore it anymore. This weekend had really had its ups and downs. She had lived out a fantasy few could claim, but she had discovered she wasn't a thoughtful, attentive lover. For someone who prided herself on her sexual prowess and a multitude of lovers, this was painful to swallow.
But she could change her ways, starting now. Jamie always felt better when she took action. Time was not on her side to make up for the past, so she probably had one chance to make it right with Caleb. Now if she only knew what he wanted . . .
“Give me some clues,” Mia told Jamie. “What does he like?”
“Everything.” His enthusiasm for her body, and his passion for her, never wavered. Caleb was always eager to have sex, no matter what she had planned.
Mia rolled her eyes. “That can't be possible.”
“He hasn't said that he liked one position over another. There hasn't been one thing that he doesn't like. He won't refuse me anything . . .” Jamie's voice trailed off. Everything she'd said was true. Why hadn't she noticed any of this before?
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