Onyx Mafia: Insatiable - Episode 3: (Lia and Meghan) (Onyx Mafia: Insatiable Book 1) (4 page)

Fuck. It was good.
 

She watched me, hungry mouth working. Thick sprays of water coating her face, white foam marking my thighs.

The water rose and I held her there. Waves running along her back, pushing further, leaving a sandy trails when they receded.

Meghan gripped my thighs when a wave crested higher, overtaking her. I could see her eyes, the top of her nose. She closed her eyes underwater, letting her mouth, her tongue guide her. I pushed her face closer into my wetness as the ocean tried to pull her away…

Another wave. Her mouth stayed on me, the water rising to my waist. Above her moving head. Still she licked me. Tongue rasping my clit and yes, shit.
Yes.
Very good Meghan. Very, very good.

I pulled her up, tasting the salt and sand on her gasping lips.

Behind her, another wave approached. She went back down – her own volition. I wrapped my legs around her shoulders, hand in her hair… Oh fuck and the wave hit, and the wave hit me again, pushing her against my pussy and she held there, tongue entering me. Licking inside me. Pushing with the waves.

Shit
, Meghan.
 

I came hard, the orgasm ripping me, spiraling out to the tips of my toes and I raised my other hand and pushed the button of the toy; pushing it high. All the way.

I saw her body climax underwater, legs splayed out before her, lips and trembling fingers and my clenching legs the only thing keeping the ocean from claiming her.

She stayed down there, working till the last wave of pleasure racked my body.

When I pulled her out the water spilled down her face and she smiled, breathing hard. “I knew it. I knew you taste like the ocean.”

~

The walk back was quiet, but companionably so. I had her wait while I retrieved our shoes. When I returned to the car she was standing next to it, looking distraught.

“I’ll ruin your,” she waved a hand at the interior, “hand fed calfskin leather or whatever.”

I laughed, getting in and patting the seat. “Sweetheart, you eat me out like that again and you can ruin everything I own.”

She smiled, getting in gingerly. Ah, the toy. I looked at her as I backed out of the parking space.
 

“For this time only, you may reach into my purse and turn off the vibrator.”

She shook her head, smiling sheepishly. “I think the salt water did it in. I don’t feel anything from it.”

“So…?” I looked at her, eyebrow raised.

A charming flush lit her cheeks. “Sand. Sand everywhere.”

Ah. “Well, we can’t return you in such a state, can we?”
 

I looked at her. She seemed content.

“I have a,” I waved my hand, “a thing to go to this afternoon. Do you mind accompanying me? My apartment is on the way and I won’t have time to change and drop you off at the office.”

She went rigid and silent.
 

“I have a change of clothes that may fit you.”

“Sure, Lia. That’s fine,” she said, looking out the window.

We had our personal garage under the building. I pulled in next to Zi’s little Miata. Meghan had been silent for the last half of the trip.

I glanced at her. “Penny for your thoughts.”

She started, looking around, smiled weakly at me. “I think, that was perhaps the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I don’t even have a scale to rate it on.”

“But?”

“I…” she sighed. “I just wish it was under different circumstances. You know, with the whole, um…” She waved her hand in the empty space between us.

“The spying?” I laughed. “I don’t mind.”
 

Her brow furrowed. “Why? Do you get off on it or something? Is that what happened to the other women?”

I shook my head. “I don’t “get off” on it.” I considered, shrugging, “Much. It’s not a huge concern of mine.”

She looked skeptical. “Jail, prison, is not a big concern?”

The distant rumbles of desire started pressing once more. “Meghan, sweetheart. The moment you have anything on me I’ll know it with one glance. I’ll worry, then.”

Her insulted look was the cutest thing, mainly because she had no idea how easy, how free she was with her expressions.

I unlocked the car door. “Are you ready to get the sand out your vagina?”

She shot me a half glare, smiling grudgingly. “Classy, Lia.”

“Hmm.” I wrapped my arm around her as we headed to the elevator. “Speaking of classy, how was your last ride in the elevator?”

A laugh escaped her. “Jesus, I forgot about that. Was that only a few hours ago? I was so pissed at you!”

I laughed wryly. “I noticed.” The elevator door closed and I pulled her to me, kissed her salt stained lips.

She regarded me. “How many people have you kissed in this elevator?”

“A few. More than a few.” I quirked a brow. “None with sand in their crotch.”

“So I am the first at something.”

“Meghan, you can be the first at many, many things.”
 

She pulled back at the change in my tone, the desire under it.

I closed my eyes. “Meghan.”

“Yeah?”

I pressed the hold button on the elevator, turning to her.

“There may be times when you really, truly do not want to do something. Something I may want you, may even demand you do. If this happens we need to have a method to halt… events.”

“A safe word.”

I nodded, swallowing at the things I had planned for her.

She smiled to herself. “Ocean.” She glanced at me. “It was a good time.”

I resumed the elevator, the vibrations of the waves filling me. “It certainly was.”

~

She didn’t see Azina sitting in the corner couch by the window, (Zi was adept at finding the right place for the eye to pass over), and headed to one of the guest bathrooms I pointed her towards.

Zi’s eyes were heavy lidded as she rose and stretched, hips swaying as she walked to me. She stopped, leaning on a column.

“That’s Meghan?”

I glance down the hall where the wet, sand covered woman had passed.

“We were on the beach.”

She raised her eyebrows, looking me up and down. “You went swimming? And yet, only one of you is wet.”

“Wait.” She came closer, kissing me, hand on my hip. A long finger dipped lower. Her eyelids flickered. “I stand most humbly corrected.”

I shivered under her caress; the sand had rubbed me in places as well.

“The ocean, eh?” Her mouth quirked.

“Be good, Azina.”

She smiled. “Never.”

“Well”, I laughed, running a hand down her hair, “Be polite to her.”

“Lia,” she tilted her head, suddenly serious. “Is she off limits? Are you…?”

“No, Zi.” I shook my head. “It’s not like that.”

It was unnerving to see the twin version of my scrutiny, her eyes scanning my face. I can see why some dislike it.

“Are you sure?”

“Zi.” I sighed, from her fingers and questions alike. “I’m sure.”

She nodded, doubtfully.

The bathroom door opened and I turned to look, not pulling away from Azina or her questing hand.

“Oh.” Meghan stopped halfway down the hall, eyes wide as she stared at Zi.
 

Zi took my cue and leaned further into my embrace, pushing her fingers into me.

Meghan looked like she’d been hit with a tray of bricks, looking first at Zi then my face, then back to Zi’s moving hand. Back to me.

“Uh…” She stopped, not having words.

“Zi, this is Meghan, the cute spy I told you about. Meghan, this is Azina, my very dear friend.”

Zi did that thing with her fingers that made me gasp. “A pleasure, Meghan,” she said, smiling. “I hear you went swimming?”

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