Onyx Mafia: Insatiable - Episode 7: (Lia and Meghan) (Onyx Mafia: Insatiable Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

depths of that smile. The history behind it. Between us. “Are you ready, Lia?” she said, and then… she began to recite her lessons.

    She had not lied; she taught me how to sing that afternoon. My body joined a chorus, a counterpoint to her whip. She was an exacting coach, my conductor.  

    And then she removed the apple, neatly flayed, and replaced it with her own fruit.

    She used my tongue and lips like tools, straddling my face, whipping the heels of my feet if I lost rhythm, if I took too long to gasp for air, if I used tongue instead of suction, lips instead of tongue, suction instead of lips...

    She knew me. She knew me and she demanded more. She demanded perfection.

    It was a performance worthy of an Oscar, a role she took ten years to craft. She embraced it. She embraced me and it was fucking perfect.  

    She was perfect.

    When she finally came, ah god, I drank her in. I never hungered so much as I did at that moment, desperate as she trembled above me. My tongue, my throat, my heart rejoiced in her taste, her pleasures, her body.

    She pulled herself off me, nearly crawling toward my thrusting hips, the aching opening between them.

    “Yes, please.” I was nearly crying, so frenzied I was to have her touch me, caress me. My vision moved in odd geometric circles. I tried to focus on what she was saying.

    Her smile, ah, her smile was the cat who swallowed the canary. “You seemed to have lost a bit of that patented self-control, Lia. Do you need to take a break, catch your breath? Have a nice calm walk on the beach?”

    Please, if you have ever loved me… “Touch me, Brenda. Please.”

    And she did, head sliding between my legs. I gasped, incomprehensible.

    It was like the sunrise at midnight: familiar yet utterly beautiful — the sheer magic of the unexpected.  

    How her lips touched three, four places at once… I know it was impossible, but fuck; somehow she had traced the lineage of my every nerve. She knew exactly how to spread her caress until I felt my entire body cupped in her hand, intimately nestled in the fold of her exquisite tongue. I rose above myself, whimpering.

    Goddamn, Brenda. Who are you?

    And then, she uncoiled the whip once more, snapped it above me, the small sonic boom making me shiver in remembrance. In reverence.

    “Lia.”

    I looked down at her, warm body wedged between my legs, lips stained and full. Her face was open, vulnerable to me once more and she breathed deep — warm air on my wet thighs.

    She lowered her eyes, kissing my thigh. Whispered,“Don’t… don’t fucking break my heart. Please, Lia?”

    I nodded, closing my eyes when I saw her adjust her grip on the whip, the other hand returning to my pubis, spreading me.

    She pushed the handle inside me, filling me until I gasped, seeing stars and the foaming waves, the sound of her voice pushing me higher. She rubbed me, circling me, my attention returning to her, the line of her brow, the curve of her cheekbones, the sunlight in her eyes. She was beyond beautiful.

    Rhythmic circles and Brenda’s eyes. My breath hitched and caught, lifting me.

    “You’re almost there, Lia.” She leaned over, her teeth white and sharp. Her hands paused and I closed my eyes. Opened them.

    She smiled, knowing red lips filled my vision, holding my fate between them. “Give it to me.” She pressed, hard. “Now, Lia.”  

    And I did, screaming, rising three feet above the bed, writhing against her whip and the fingers, the head that lowered to taste me. She withdrew and pushed again, changing the angle, my voice soundless as I strained against the handcuffs.

    I didn’t need to let go — she tore it from me. Gave it back and took it again. And again.  

    Again .

    Once more and she let me fall softly, hands rubbing my trembling thighs. My arms shook as she unlocked the cuffs, her body leaning over me.

    My Brenda.

    I caressed her face, her neck. “I do love you, Brenda.”

    She nodded, pulling me into her