The Escort Series by Lucia Jordan Page A

against her wide-open mouth. He followed the parted seam of her lips
with the tip of his tongue. “We would have spared no cost to have you, lovely
Bea. And now that we’ve got this far, it will be impossible to let you go.”
    He was
staring into her eyes now, making sure that every word he said was sinking in.
Bea could only gaze soundlessly up at him, her heart torn by both longing and
trepidation. She could feel his need to control, to hold the utmost power over
her. She felt no more than a highly desired object that both brothers were
willing to do whatever it took to claim. Would she let herself continue to be
used in this way? But then… Was it so wrong?
    There
was no doubt that the drum of desire beat loudly at the apex of her thighs when
they touched her. And now, as Jason lowered his blond, wavy head to latch his
mouth to one breast, she felt the same fountain of bliss start to brim to life
deep within her womb. His hands, heavy and powerful, fell on her thighs and
parted them wide, as wide as they would go. When he slipped his fingers inside,
she wasn’t surprised that he found her so wet that the unmistakable sounds of
sploshing and squelching filled the air.
    “Ah…my
pet is always so wet and ready. You please me, Bea. You please me a lot. And Ryan too. Is it a wonder we can’t get enough of you?” he
asked on a rasp, his lips drifting down her quivering belly to the center of
her delights. He let out a low growl of lust as his eyes fell on the pale,
shaven cluster of her sex. Pink and tender flesh peeked beneath the swollen
folds, and his first move was to lap very delicately at the soft mound. He
arrowed his tongue to pierce her slit, and she opened to him like a flower,
letting him dive within for a taste and a dip in her juices.
    “So
sweet…so perfect. Each time you look even more beautiful, and sexy,” he
murmured. He continued to tongue her in between phrases, and Bea
was dazzled by his breath teasing her folds as well as his words frazzling her
senses . There was no telling how long she could take this erotic
onslaught but at this point her pussy felt like it was melting into the sheets.
As he licked and sucked on her clit while his fingers sawed rhythmically in and
out of her vagina, she felt her juices dribble all over and then down to her
crack. To her secret delight and noticeable embarrassment, he shifted his mouth
lower from her slit and started to sexually stimulate her anus with his tongue.
    “Oh
no…please,” she moaned, while her hips began to writhe and buck despite
herself. The taboo-tinted pleasure of having his mouth in her ass was making
her drip even more from her pussy. His two fingers, slick from the secretions
from her cunt, withdrew from her folds to tease the entrance of her crack.
    “No…Jason. Don’t ,” Bea moaned, her cheeks pink
with shame as she felt him push an index finger into her ass.
    The
tight, burning sensation made her head spin . She
stared down, gasping, into his watchful gaze. “You want me to take it out,
pet?” he growled, eyes narrowed and burning like heated ice. “I will if you ask
me to. Tell me, ‘take your finger out of my ass, Jason.’”
    But she
couldn’t. Instead, she bit on her lip and threw her head back with an almost
animal groan. His mouth fell ravenously upon her molten pussy while he fucked
her ass with that one finger, sending her over the edge with the blend of
pleasure and agony. He sucked on her clit and caused the moisture to cascade
from her snatch like a waterfall. She was moaning so loud she was sure she’d
grow hoarse.
    He
turned her to jelly with his masterful pleasure-giving .
How he could know her body so well in such a short time amazed her. Jason
understood the right balance between rough and soft when it mattered. He was
guzzling her pussy like it was fine wine, but his finger was gentle stroking in
and out of her sphincter. And she was so sure the sweet agony couldn’t get any
more intense, but then he had to