Free Jonah Noble - Anticipation is everything by Jason Luke Page A

on her cheeks. Cameron dropped into the chair and her eyes became huge and solemn.
    Cameron watched for several minutes like an attentive student. Slowly Leticia relaxed. Finally I withdrew myself from Leticia’s mouth and turned my gaze back to Cameron. I pointed to the floor and she dropped immediately to her knees.
    “Now it’s your turn,” I said.
    Cameron opened her mouth.
    “Put your hands behind your back,” I commanded, and then thrust myself forcefully into her mouth. Her eyes were wide and began to water. I laced my fingers at the back of her head and held her still. I thrust with my hips, using her mouth and watching the reactions on her face closely.
    I had expected Leticia to stay where she was kneeling but she did not. Instead she retreated to the far side of the kitchen, and I realized that it was not the close-up images of sex that were the trigger of her arousal. It was the wide-shot – the scene in its entirety that offered disconnected voyeuristic excitement, laced with a tinge of intimacy that came from knowing the people she was watching.
    Leticia’s lips were still puffy from pleasuring me. She leaned her back against the countertop. She didn’t know what to do with herself. Her demure nature prohibited her from reaching inside her panties and pleasuring her pussy – but I knew instinctively that was the thing she wanted to do more than anything else.
    I turned my attention back to Cam.
    She was taking the length of my cock without resistance. Her eyes were closed, her jaw slack. There was no tension in her neck, and I let my hands fall to my side as I continued to buck and lunge my hips across her lips and the flat of her tongue. She was completely pliant and willing. I grunted my satisfaction.
    “Good girl,” I praised her. “You please me greatly.” I cupped one hand under her chin and slowed the tempo of each push so that I could feel the exquisite sensations of her mouth and the wet clamp of her lips as I slid back and forth. I clenched my muscles and the length of my shaft swelled and then leaped against the roof of her mouth. Cameron did not flinch.
    When I withdrew my cock at last I was convinced that Cameron was indeed submissive. She had surrendered her mouth to me without question, without hesitation. She had made herself available for my use, my pleasure, and seemed to take satisfaction in serving me.
    “Remain kneeling,” I said gruffly. There was a linen napkin on the kitchen table. I folded it into a broad triangle and then wrapped it across her eyes. I knotted the blindfold at the back of her head. “And keep your mouth open,” I said.
    I backed away and went across the kitchen to Leticia. My cock was hard and still wet from Cameron’s mouth. I gently put my hands on Leticia’s shoulder and she buckled at the knees, unresisting… perhaps even willing.
    I was close to coming. Leticia worked her tongue and mouth with hungry gulps, concentrating on just the last two inches of my shaft. When I was on the brink of exploding, my body coiled tense and compressed as a giant spring, she took me deep down her throat and I felt myself erupt in release.
    “I want you to share with Cameron,” I hissed through gritted teeth as the first rush of my orgasm exploded white-hot in Leticia’s mouth. I saw the uncertainty in Leticia’s eyes. I held myself between her lips until the sensation of coming had passed. Then I lifted her to her feet.
    “She’s kneeling, waiting with her mouth open,” I guided Leticia across the kitchen. “Trickle my come into her mouth.”
    Leticia looked wide-eyed for an instant, the understanding registering on her face. Her mouth was closed, her cheeks puffed. Her lips were slick with the residue of my release. She stood facing Cameron and leaned over, setting her hands on Cameron’s shoulders for balance.
    “Lift your face up,” I said gruffly to Cameron and she obeyed instantly. Leticia swept the tendrils of her hair aside with a practiced toss of