Beyond Shame

It was a good thing Lex was showing her what to do, because most of Noelle’s attention was focused on Jasper, on waiting for him to touch her again. Please, please spank me…

But it was Lex’s hand that drifted down her back and over her ass, her nails lightly scratching the reddened handprint Jasper had left behind. It sparked a squirming sort of pleasure, different from the fleeting pain of the slap.

Then she slipped her hand lower, over Noelle’s swollen, wet pussy lips, and immediately pressed deeper. Searching.

Noelle moaned. Whimpered. Her hips shifted on their own, rocking desperately, and it was Dallas who groaned as his cock seemed to jump in her mouth. “Goddamn it, Lex,” he growled. “I said keep her from getting distracted, not get her off.”

“Oops.” Lex moved her fingers, but only to spread Noelle’s aching flesh wide. Opening her.

And then she whispered something that sounded like Jasper’s name—a mere second before a beard grazed Noelle’s upper thigh. A second before his tongue, warm and rough, rasped over her clit.

Her thighs trembled as he licked her, the sensation so sinful she couldn’t concentrate on what she was supposed to be doing with her mouth. Every pulse in her body had centered on that one point, and she realized hazily that there must be more to pleasure than she’d ever known because this was what she’d always thought an orgasm felt like, but clearly, clearly there was more. Her body knew it. Strained for it.

Dallas hissed and jerked her head up with the hand still threaded through her hair. “Watch the teeth.”

“Sorry, s-sorry—” How could the mortification make her hotter? “Let me try again, I won’t—”

“Shh. Tell us the truth—have you ever come before?”

Were her cheeks as red as they felt? “I think so. Maybe.”

Lex nuzzled the spot under her ear. “Maybe means no, honey. Definitely not.”

Dallas reached down to rub his thumb over Lex’s lower lip before doing the same to Noelle’s. “You’re gonna miss a hell of a show down there, Jas. Don’t you want to see how big these eyes can get?”

Jasper locked his hands around her hips and lifted her off her knees. The world spun, and when she landed it was on her back, on the floor at Dallas’s feet.

Only Jasper didn’t slide down between her thighs again. Instead, he loomed over her, his gaze boring into hers. “I already know how big her eyes get.”

He blocked out everything, became her entire world. Noelle raised a shaking hand to his shoulder, barely daring to touch him as she drowned in the darkness of his eyes. “Please. Show me what it feels like. I’m dying.”

“Not dying. Waking up.” He kissed her, warm and firm, his beard brushing her chin and his tongue on her lips. She wanted to press them tight together so he’d lick them forever, but at her first gasp he was there, edging into her mouth, and she opened for him with a small sound that took all the air she had.

Her dress was rucked up beyond her waist, and the back of his hand grazed her stomach as he glided his tongue over hers.

More. She tried to say it, but it came out muffled against his mouth, a hungry noise that would have to be enough. No one had stopped her from touching him, so she slid her fingers down his arm until she encountered skin and edged one fingertip under his sleeve.

His muscles tensed, turning to steel under her touch, but his hand was gentle between her thighs as he explored, tracing the shape of her pussy, fold by fold, before delving deeper.

If her panties hadn’t been tangled around her knees, she would have spread her legs like a true harlot, anything to encourage him. She needed it so hard she spoke, whispering her plea against his lips. “I’m so empty I ache.”

He caught her lower lip between his teeth, caressing it with the tip of his tongue as he pushed one finger inside her, stretching untried muscles. Then he lifted his head with a groan. “Not empty anymore. Tight as fuck though, sweetheart.”

Overwhelmed, she dropped her hands to her sides, whimpering as her fingertips scraped across the smooth wooden stage. Nothing to cling to, nothing to anchor her as he stroked over places that shouldn’t feel this good, this much.

This had to be it. “I think I’m coming.”

“Getting there.” He moved his finger, twisting his hand so he could rub circles over her clit with his thumb too, and that was too much. Her back formed an arch as his touch sparked electricity, so sudden and wild she cried out and tried to pull away.

Soft hands, Lex’s hands, gripped her wrists and stretched her arms over her head, holding her in place. Jasper rocked his whole body, thrusting his finger deeper—and grinding his denim-clad erection against her thigh.

Noelle’s pulse expanded until her entire body was beating. A shudder welled up, shaking her as she clenched around Jasper’s clever, wicked finger, and then she understood what Lex’s words meant because all of that pleasure was a prelude to this. This moment where she screamed her relief because all the needing turned to hot, slick bliss.

Chapter Five

Noelle spent so much of the night drifting in and out of dreams where Jasper smoothed his hands over her skin and rasped dirty words against her cheek that at first she thought the familiar rumble of his voice was just another dream.

Lex’s irritated reply wasn’t.

Noelle jerked upright, clutching the sheet to her chest as Lex continued grumbling. “I’m going to take her myself. Later, when normal people are awake and moving. So fuck off, Jas.”

He shook his head, ignoring the fact that Lex was yelling at him and stark naked. “No ink yet. Dallas says she goes with me or not at all.”

“Do you mean shopping?” Noelle sounded breathless, but maybe they’d attribute it to sleepiness and not the way her heart leapt into her throat at the sight of Jasper’s stern face.

“The market,” he confirmed. “Meet you out front?”

A whole morning with him. “I’ll be right down.”

Lex shut the door and wrapped an arm around her bedpost as she watched Noelle scramble off the sofa bed. “No, that’s okay,” she said wryly. “I can make other plans.”

Noelle froze, teetering on her toes. “I’m sorry. I just thought—if you want me to go with you, or if you want to come with us…”

“With you and Jas?” Lex laughed. “I think I’d rather eat glass than watch you two make googly eyes at each other, especially after last night.”

Noelle’s cheeks heated again, but she hurried toward the closet. “Last night was…interesting.” What a confusing understatement.

“Yeah. If you’re planning to talk to him about it, you might want to sound more enthused.”

“No, it was amazing. It was.” She wiggled into her borrowed pants and hesitated. “It’s just that everything was so good, and then he stopped.”

Lex arched an eyebrow. “You didn’t expect him to fuck you the first time, did you? And at one of Dallas’s parties?”

No one else had hesitated. Every surface at Dallas’s party had been covered by naked bodies writhing together in pairs and trios and some tangles with too many limbs to easily count.

“I didn’t know what to expect,” she admitted, tugging on a shirt. “I still don’t.”

“Well, how did he treat you before last night?”

It seemed like weeks or months had passed since she’d nearly collapsed at his feet, but it had only been a matter of days. “He’s been kind. Careful.”

“Okay. So if he treats you worse after last night, kick his ass to the curb. You don’t need that shit.” Lex stifled