Kinky Boots(30)

Over her heavy breathing she heard the zip of his fly and felt him fumble to release himself without missing a beat, licking and suckling, licking and suckling.

‘Jill, I need you now,’ he said, pulling her onto the floor. In her peripheral vision she caught a glimpse of his erection before he gathered her to him and impaled her. ‘I’m too far gone to wait any longer,’ he said with a hard thrust.

It didn’t take long this time. A few thrusts and they were both over the edge. She thought he’d never stop coming. She wondered how they could be so fucking needy after last night.

For a long time, they lay on the floor in each other’s arms catching their breath, her on top of him. He stroked her back gently, occasionally cupping and caressing her bottom, and when his breathing was slow and relaxed again, he spoke. ‘What do you want next, Jill? You’ve been tied up, and my impression is that you weren’t disappointed, so what next?’

His question surprised her. She wasn’t entirely sure there would be more after last night. She had a strong sense that the experience had shaken him as much as it had her, and yet her answer was almost immediate. ‘I want to watch.’

He blinked. ‘You want to watch what? Two people fucking? An orgy? A threesome? What, Jill?’

‘I want to watch you.’

‘Me?’ He pushed out from under her, breaking the physical connection in a flood of warmth. Then he pulled himself to a sitting position and ran a hand through his hair. ‘You want to watch me do what?’

She shrugged. ‘I don’t know. What did you do, who did you do before you did me? You did have sex before I came into the picture, didn’t you?’

‘Yes, but …’

She laid a hand on his thigh, wet and sticky from his orgasm, and his penis responded with a jerk. ‘Finn, when you breathe it’s sexy. I’ve never met anyone who is more of a sexual being than you are, and it makes me hot to think about how you satisfy that need.’

He laid a hand on his returning erection and offered her a wicked smile. ‘You want to watch me wank?’

‘That’s not exactly what I had in mind. Maybe some other time. What about Chelsea, do you have sex with Chelsea? She’s quite hot, by the way. If I were you, I’d do her.’

He held her gaze as though he feared what she might do next. ‘Sometimes, yes, when we’re both horny and we end up together.’

‘Thought so. And who else? Who else do you fuck, Finn?’

‘Some of the other members of Sole Alliance, when they’re here. We’re all willing to help each other out if we need it.’

‘Anyone outside Sole Alliance?’

‘Not until you came along. It’s safer that way.’

‘It’s dangerous to fuck people who aren’t witches or magically endowed or whatever you all are?’

He raised an eyebrow. ‘You ended up possessed by a demon.’

‘Good point.’ She still hadn’t figured the downside to that, in spite of all the warnings. ‘What about Meinrad?’ She said. ‘Do you ever fuck him?’

His face reddened, and the muscles along his neck corded then relaxed. ‘Sometimes, yes.’

The thought of the two men naked and sweating, muscles straining, seeking out masculine relief nearly sent her over the edge again. She caught her breath and laid a hand against her chest. ‘Then I want to watch you with him.’

He cursed under his breath and worried his bottom lip with his teeth. ‘This is what you want, not what Eleanor wants?’

‘Oh, please.’ Eleanor spoke through Jill’s lips. ‘I’ve seen you two humping each other’s brains out ad nauseam, Finn. Give me a little credit for originality.’

Finn clenched his jaw, and made no attempt to disguise the irritation in his voice. ‘If the two of us humping each other’s brains out is not original enough for you, Eleanor, then why don’t you suggest something else to Jill?’

‘It’s what I want,’ Jill said, taking back her voice, and internally giving Eleanor the finger. ‘Whether it’s original or not.’

Eleanor, wherever she was inside Jill, was instantly contrite and silent. Jill continued. ‘When you’re making love to me, Finn, I’m too in the moment, too into you to really see you.’

For whatever reason, that statement elicited a sense of discomfort from Eleanor’s quarter.

Finn studied her for a long moment, looking as though he’d half like to cut and run. Then he spoke. ‘Why Meinrad?’

‘Because he’s been intimate with both of us. Last night you said that by the time we were finished, he’d be familiar with my body, and clearly he’s familiar with yours. It just feels right.’