Chapter 2
Someone’s strong arms surrounded her one moment, and the next, her eyes opened to the ménage paintings on the wall of her cabin. The silk couches and the sinful beds where three writhing bodies moved against each other whirled in her mind.
Oh, God, she could almost hear them as they moaned out their pleasure. What was happening to her? Somehow the paintings became real, and through hot, wanton eyes, she saw clothes being discarded, and beautiful, brown bodies, strong and hard, lying beside her. She could feel their lips, their tongues, and their hot, moist breaths grazing her body until suddenly she was jolted by the invasion of strong fingers. They sank deep inside her, their sensuous manipulation causing a liquid fire to build inside her.
The humid atmosphere was infused with the smell of her lilac bath. The fragrance was heavy, heated, the scent enveloping the three bodies in a cocoon of lust. One smothered her in kisses while the other gently opened her thighs and fondled the deep, dark passage into her soul.
“Ohh, yes,” she moaned as she gave herself to it and ground her hips passionately. When the feeling intensified, she began a wild, bucking ride to achieve satisfaction. A mouth covered her n*****s, its naughty tweaking of her stiff globes sending thrilling jolts deep into her soul.
“Oh, God, I can’t stand it,” she whispered as Val clasped her hands and forced them upward.
She felt a spurt of hungry desire spiral through her, his every touch alive with flames. And then suddenly, his lips scoured her body from her breasts down to her p***y where he lingered, his tongue playing along her cleft. He teased her with tiny nudges, his tongue slipping in, and then out while her cunt cried juicy tears. He lapped at them with his hungry tongue, his lips turning to erotic flames as he indulged himself.
She suddenly realized that Clint was beside her, his mouth kissing her shoulder first, and then raining kisses down her arm until he came to her palm. With his tongue, he drove her to the brink of insane desire when he tickled her palm with his breath, and then licked it voraciously. Finally his licks turned to kisses, and then he took her fingers into his mouth, one by one, and sucked them.
Large, gentle hands held her while kisses, thrusting tongues, and heated breaths trailed over her body. She moved and wiggled, welcoming Val’s hard body that mounted her. His hands and tongue stroked every inch of her body, her legs, and even her feet. His warm, wet tongue licked and sucked at her hot flesh until she thought she would die of delight.
Suddenly, his hot, sensuous voice was at her ear, and whispered, “Take my c**k and push it inside you.”
When she touched it, the length and width of it sent her senses spinning, but the moment she felt it inside her, she gasped. She’d never felt anything so wonderful, and gave a long, low moan as it deliciously stretched her until she thought she would leave this world on a pink cloud of delight. She had to have more, to grab for that elusive feeling that only his rock hard c**k could give her. She knew it was coming, drifting on his hot breath as he spoke intimately into her ear.
“Let go, Lila! Don’t let your inhibitions stop you.”
She bucked wildly, feeling it as his c**k pushed in and out, her cunt being massaged by a master. She raised her legs and circled his naked waist as he reached around and clenched her ass tightly and pulled her closer to him. She writhed as she clung to him tightly. Her mouth opened, her tongue brushed his n*****s, sucked along his rippling chest, draining him of every bit of his male elixir. The soft flesh of her cunt burned with want as his c**k continued to thrust in and out.
His breath, his tiny whimpers of delight, filled her ears, pulling her along with him. She had been roused to the ultimate peak of desire and drawn to a height of passion she’d never known before. Suddenly, nothing mattered but to attain satisfaction. Her body, her senses, and her wanton desire swept up to a sudden frenzy that made the involuntary tremors begin. They ushered her into a place that scorched and burned every inch of her. The ultimate act was rewarded by a deluge of indelible kisses, making her bruised lips burn with pleasure, pleasure that began at her lips and trembled throughout her body.
A new passion had started.
Val moved away and Clint mounted her. His manly smell assaulted her senses. His c**k and stroking hands reignited a fire within her.
Releasing her from one set of arms and lips, she now became the love partner of another. Her thoughts became fragmented, her passion turned to a hot tide that swept against her soul. It was as crazed and as wild as the river’s surf that lapped against this riverboat as it swayed, taking her on a fantasy trip that she wouldn’t soon forget.
His lips and his body rode her so high, she felt as if she would never come down. It was a raw act of possession, a pleasure that was pure and explosive. A tremor inside her heated her thighs and groin. She longed for, she reached, and she clung to him until his c**k pierced her very soul. A cry of release sounded from each of their throats right before a blasting of their juices mingled together. And each of them wilted, their sweaty, sated bodies lying quietly in the dark.
Lila didn’t remember falling asleep, but when she woke up, her body had a lovely ache to it. The kind of ache that told her she had been loved totally and completely. She looked around for Clint and Val, but they were gone. She might have believed they were only an erotic dream she was having until she breathed in their scent that still lingered in the air. She lay for a time, surrounded by the fantasy they created for her, wishing it could last forever.
When she finally got up and stumbled to her closet, she was suddenly jolted back to reality. Everywhere she looked, she saw yards of rich, colorful material that only a woman of wealth would wear. Clothes she had bought with the money she earned as La Flame, the notorious jewel thief. Her flight into the dark world of thievery had been swift and dizzying.