The Professional Lover II (18+) | [Complete]

05 : Getting It

A/N: Yes, I'm giving you a threesome. Don't thank me.

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Jezebel turns to look me in the eyes. She cups my face and pulls me into her kiss. Her soft lips are as demanding as she is, taking mine with an intent that makes my body come alive. I sigh when her tongue parts my lips and teases my own.

She pulls me up to stand with her and then takes my lips again. Her hands find the tie of my halter and she unfastens it. As my dress falls to the ground, she runs her hand down my spine in its stead. Her hand glides between my cheeks and her fingers graze against my pussy.

I shiver with excitement under her dominating touch; my breasts feel heavy, needy, my desire to feel her pools in the thin layer of cloth between my legs. Fuck, why do they pay me for this? I want her -- need to see her naked and feel her against me. Now.

I nearly rip her dress as I tear at it. She giggles as I push it off her shoulders and onto the floor. When I grab her face and drag her lower lip between my teeth, the laughter stops and she starts to get the hint. She looks me in the eyes, I see it -- the darkness behind her gaze, the heaviness of her lids. She wants me too.

We get lost in the lust, stripping off the remainder of each other's clothes until there is nothing left between us but the air I can barely remember to breathe. I pull her to me, clinging to her soft, supple skin as my hands explore every inch I can reach. Together, we fall onto the bed and she lies atop me. Her kisses and touch are so captivating, I find myself forgetting we're not alone.

Her lips leave mine and I whimper in protest until her mouth finds my nipple. I buck as she sucks it into her mouth and flicks her tongue against the tip. The feeling stirs deep in my core. My heartbeat quickens, as does my breathing. I stroke my hands over her hair, watching her stare me in the eyes and smile as she runs her teeth against the now sensitive peak. A moan escapes me.

As if on cue, her hand moves down my waist and slides between my legs. I widen them to give her easier access and her fingers find my clit. When she tweaks it between her fingers, I let out a sigh of pleasure.

The bed shifts and I look over to find our John lying beside us in only his underwear. He removes them to reveal he is still a bit soft. Looks like there is more work to be done. Lucky me.

Jezebel turns my head back to her as if missing my undivided attention. Her tongue dips into my mouth, and her fingers do something similar to my melting core. I gasp as she starts to tease my g-spot with the tips of her fingers. She smiles against my lips, drinking up my muffled moans of pleasure.

As my mind clouds with my arousal, I realize something. I'm being selfish. I glide my hands over her smooth skin, digging my fingertips into the subtle plumpness of her curves. I move a hand to her stomach and reach down further to my prize. Her warmth covers my fingers in delicious wetness. I want a taste.