The Ivy League by Ruby Parker Page A

olive skin sticking against the leather.  She brushed the back of her fingers along the side of his neck, following them with her lips.  She sucked at the fleshy part of his earlobe.  Her tongue felt along the ridges of his ear, and her breathes ghosted over the now sensitive appendage.  The combination of both girls’ attentions was bringing him quickly to his limit. 
    “I join?” Jaya whispered into his ear with a thick accent.
    “By all means ,” Mr. Banks, a pant behind his words.  Jaya slid off the couch to join Kiku on the floor between his muscled limbs. 
    Jaya ran her hands along Kiku’s body, exploring her every curve and swell as Mr. Banks watched.  Kiku continued to suck him, swirling her tongue around the tip and varying the pressure.  She had spent years perfecting her craft, and her dedication to the art was evident.  But her concentration faltered slightly when Jaya’s hand found it’s way down her body, tweaking her most sensitive areas with an expertise only a woman could posses. 
    Banks was absolutely sure he had discovered heaven at that very moment.  Kiku moaned, and the vibrations shook through him, as she took as much of his hard length as she could.  If he didn’t stop her, he would lose himself right there.
    “That’s,” he said, panting h eavily as he looked down at Kiku, “enough of that.”
    “Such good work should be rewarded,” he said, still trying to catch his breath.  “Lay down.  Jaya, continue to pleasure Kiku.”
    Kiku sprawled out on the brown leather couch while Jaya knelt between her creamy white thighs, her rump in the air.  Banks took only a sliver of a moment to enjoy the sight of her perfectly curved behind before positioning himself behind her.  He grabbed onto Jaya’s ample hips and thrust into her. 
    Jaya faltered with the sudden sting of pleasure that ripped through her.  Mr. Banks was unusually large and he gave her little time to adjust as he began to fuck her relentlessly.  Kiku’s head tossed as she moaned, and he knew she was close.  The build up of pleasure gripped his body.  He pulled out, releasing on Jaya’s back before giving her an open palmed smack on the rear that resonated through the office.
    “That was beautiful ladies,” Banks said, leaning away from the pair of girls as Jaya collapsed onto Kiki and they cuddled each other with the flush of sex staining their cheeks.  He rose from the couch, his body thoroughly exhausted, and made his way over to the small bathroom off on side of his office.  He grabbed a towel and wiped himself off as he returned to the girls. 
    “I’l l take care of that, sir,” Kiku said in perfect English as she took the towel from him.  He was stunned for a moment, his mind still fuzzy with pleasure.  It took a moment to register what had happened.  Jaya turned her face to look up at him with a wink.  His lips curled into a smirk.  Madame Gwen was indeed very good at what she did. 

Chapter Eighteen
     
     
    “Did you think our fun was over?” Dan said, panting heavily.  He had a crooked smirk on his lips and a blood chilling glint in his eye.  He couldn’t recall ever having quite so much fun with one of Madame Gwen’s girls before.  This one had just the right mix of obedience, desire, and fear. 
    A new rush of pleasure shuddered through Krista.  This man, he was so intense.  It made her blood boil right in her veins just looking in his eyes.  She couldn’t fathom the things that he intended to do with her, that he hadn’t already done.  This is what she had been searching for.  He gave her something that quenched every sexual desire she had never been ever to quell before.
    “You’ve done well,” he said, the smirk stuck on his face.  He reached up to the shackles that were holding her hands out from her body and unhooked them.  Krista fell to the ground with a thud, her body too exhausted to hold itself up. 
    “Now it’s time for your reward,” he said, tangling