Beyond Control(40)

But Lex recognized the look on Dallas's face, calculating and already smug. "Oh, he has plans for you, baby girl."

His grin widened. "Back off, Mad. I want Noelle to show us just how obedient she is. How long should we give her--two minutes? One?" Dallas's stare burned through Lex. "What do you say, Jas? How fast can your girl get Lex off?"

"Lex is revved up." Jasper surveyed her, his lazy appraisal raising goose bumps on her skin. "One minute, tops. Faster if you let Noelle use her fingers."

"No fingers," Dallas countered. "You feeling confident, kitten?"

Noelle hovered over Lex, their mouths barely an inch apart. "Do you want my fingers?" she whispered. "Do you want something inside you as badly as I do?"

"You know it," Lex answered, just as quietly. "Like I know you're hoping Dallas spanks your ass."

"As long as we're all getting what we want." She grinned before kissing Lex soundly. Her next kiss landed on Lex's chin, then her throat. She skated over the leather collar and worked her way down, leaving Lex with an unobstructed view of Dallas.

He was watching her. Not them--her, as if the woman sliding to her knees had ceased to exist. Dallas had never held himself back from admiring Noelle before, but there was something different in him tonight. He was holding himself back from everything, saving every scrap of intensity and every bit of focus for her.

His cock still strained his jeans, but he didn't touch it this time. Just held her gaze as Noelle made herself comfortable between Lex's thighs, then spoke a single word. "Go."

Noelle went. Slick. Wet. Hot and clever. Lex had taught her all the ways to tease arousal to life, and Noelle used them all, alternating firm licks with light flicks of her tongue, and making evil use of the fact that Lex's clit was still pinched and exposed. In seconds, Lex was lifting her hips, rocking up to meet every clever, delicious caress.

But Dallas shook his head, and she saw the command in his eyes. Don't come.

"Oh, f*ck you," she moaned, stilling her movements. "You can't be serious."

He didn't get a chance to answer. Either Noelle guessed his game, or she'd simply had enough of behaving. Her lips closed around Lex's clit as her fingers slipped inside. Two and then three, pumping fast and sure enough to drive Lex over the edge.

And yet.

Lex clenched her hands into fists that dug into her lower back, distracting her from the pleasure. She wanted to ignore his imperious, unspoken demand, but her body wouldn't let her. Any other time, she'd have been coming in Noelle's mouth already.

But here, now, all she could do was think, Dallas told me not to. In that moment she hated herself, hated him.

Shaking, she opened her eyes. Dallas hissed out a sharp breath, and then he was there. He looped one arm around Noelle and hauled her out of the way, ignoring her startled noise.

Lex barely had time to draw in a breath before it was Dallas's hand between her thighs, Dallas's fingers pumping a fast, demanding rhythm. His other hand sank into her hair, dragging her head back until she stared up into his eyes. "It's okay, Lexie. Let go now."

He was beautiful, gorgeous--hers. "You suck," she managed, her voice hoarse from strain.

He smiled, feral and smug and somehow still fond. "I know."

Then he crooked his fingers inside her, rubbing over her G-spot, and a second orgasm crashed through her. No slow buildup, not this time. It was quick and hard, from start to finish, like getting thrown against the door of a car that was spinning out of control.

By the time the thundering waves began to recede, she was dizzy. Her jaw ached from clenching it, and she wanted to wrap her arms around Dallas and hold on tight. Instead he wrapped his arms around her, and someone must have unclipped her ankle cuffs from the chair, because he plucked her up and brought her back to the couch with him.

He settled down with her tucked sideways across his lap and her head resting under his chin. "Jas, do something about your little troublemaker."

"You knew what you were getting when you invited us," Jasper replied, idly stroking Noelle's hair. Suddenly, his hand followed the line of her back and landed on her ass in a quick, hard slap.

Noelle moaned, then turned to face Lex with a breathless laugh. "See? Everybody wins."

"Everybody," Lex agreed weakly. Her limbs felt heavy, her arms still trapped behind her back and her legs shaking.

Laughter tickled over Lex as Dallas's chest rumbled under her. He stroked her hair, trailing his fingers through the disheveled strands as if combing them into place. "I'm not finished with you, kitten. You're full of wicked ideas tonight. Putting your fingers where they don't belong, trying to get Jas to f*ck Lex with me. Like the idea, do you?"

Noelle flushed and squirmed self-consciously, but she didn't lie. "It sounds intense."

"Mmm." Dallas's next stroke smoothed past the end of Lex's hair, sliding down until his fingertips traced the curve of her breast. "Has Jas ever f*cked your ass, kitten?"

The pink in Noelle's cheeks deepened to red. "No."

Dallas laughed. "She has no idea, does she, Lexie?"

"Not yet." But she could, so easily.

"You'd like to watch that, wouldn't you?" Dallas caught Lex's chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to meet his gaze. "No," he amended after a moment. "You wouldn't want to just watch. You'd want to be the one preparing her, working her open, seeing how big you could make those eyes get."

Noelle's eyes still went wide when Lex could manage to shock her--big and blue, darkening all too soon with pleasure and newfound lust. "I'd help," she said. "If Noelle wanted me to be a part of it."

One brow jumped up, as if Dallas couldn't imagine that being a consideration. "Why wouldn't she?"

Noelle choked on a laugh, but her expression was more eager than amused. "Jas never seems to mind, does he?"

Lex licked her lips. "Only if I don't do it right."

Dallas curled a hand under one of her thighs and dragged it wide, twisting her in his lap until she sat with her back snug against his chest and her legs spread open, held apart by his knees. Her hands still nestled behind her, her fingers brushing his rock-hard erection.

"Tonight, you watch," he told her, cupping her breasts. The rings on her nipples weren't tight enough to hurt, but they were still sensitive, and the flick of his thumbs left her squirming. "If you can focus."

She flexed her hands and snagged his zipper with her fingertip. It would serve him right if she managed to get her hand around his dick and jerk him off. See how well he could focus then.

He stiffened, but he didn't stop her questing fingers. Now that she was facing forward again, she could see why Ace and Mad had fallen silent--and why Noelle seemed so flustered. Ace was sprawled out next to Jasper and Noelle, his head tilted back as Mad stroked a lazy hand over his cock. Noelle watched, wide-eyed, her lower lip caught between her teeth.

Jasper chuckled and spoke, close to her ear. "Want to help, sweetheart? Turn the tables on Ace and get your sweet little tongue on him?"

Oh, she wanted to. Belonging to Jasper had made her so bold. She rolled from his lap and crawled across the intervening space, turning what should have been a submissive movement into a fierce predator's stalk.

Lex had seen that promise in her long before anyone else had.

Mad greeted Noelle with a smile and gripped the base of Ace's shaft, holding his cock steady as Noelle flicked her tongue over the head. Ace groaned, his muscles standing out as he tensed, and Dallas chuckled. "Look at what you created, Lexie."

Lex curled her fingers around his erection through his pants. "I didn't create anything. I just set it free."

"Like you're trying to do with my cock?"

Who could blame her? She'd been teased and stroked to the brink and beyond--but he still hadn't given her what she really craved. "You know what I want."

"You don't want it yet." He licked his fingers before sliding them back to her nipple. Wet. Rough. He circled and tugged, building sensation slowly this time, as if he knew exactly what she could take and what was too much. "I'm gonna make you come. I'm gonna feel your ass squirming against my dick, and maybe I'll watch Jas f*ck Noelle into next week while I'm at it. I'm gonna hold on to my self-control as long as I f*cking can. And when I can't..."

She held her breath until her lungs burned, but he didn't elaborate. "When you can't? What happens then?"

His mouth brushed the sensitive spot where her neck joined her shoulder. Teeth grazed her skin. "Then Lord have mercy on you, Lexie love. Because I won't."

No, he wouldn't, because now she understood. He may have set out to fulfill this fantasy for her, but there was something he needed from it, too. Something beyond the bondage and the games, beyond the orgasms. Even beyond Jasper absently rubbing his thumb over the inside of Lex's ankle as Noelle and Mad traced their tongues up and down the glistening length of Ace's dick.