The Last Kiss Goodnight

 

Description: m/f/f, violence, blood - do NOT read if you are offended by these topics.

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James looked around the busy nightclub with a grimace. The loud music wasn’t his style…. But it was on his way home from work and he didn’t stop for a beer very often. Today though…. Today was a reason to stop and celebrate. It wasn’t every day that he got a big raise… one that would let him pay off his car and start working on his damn college loans again. But there was time to think about bills tomorrow… now was the chance to celebrate.

He looked around the club casually and noticed a circle forming on the dance floor around two people dancing. James stepped closer to the railing over the dance floor and gripped it tightly in surprise. The two people dancing together were two of the most incredible women he’d ever seen…. And judging from the way they danced together, they knew each other very well….

The taller of the two had dark hair… it looked almost black, although the lights glinting off it in the club looked bluish/purple. It fell loosely down her back, the ends brushing her hips as she danced. The other woman wore her vividly red hair up in a twist. The redhead’s hands brushed her partner’s hips and moved up along her back under her hair, dragging the hem of her red dress up and making the slit in the side expose her bare hip.

The dark-haired one laughed and turned her partner so her back was against her chest and ran her hands down her shoulders, between her breasts, and down her stomach to…

James’ eyes widened and he swallowed reflexively. He took another swig of his beer to cool off and kept watching them. The two women were all over each other.. Hands roaming as they moved in time to the music, never missing a step. The song gradually faded into a slower one, one more suited to the eroticism of the moment.

His eyes never leaving the two women on the floor, he snagged a passing waitress and shouting above the music, he asked her "Do you know who those women are?"

The waitress looked over the railing at the two women on the dance floor and said with a note of disdain in her voice. "Them? They’re regulars here. The red head is Renata and the dark haired one is Keaira. They come in all the time and pull that routine. Never leave with anybody either." She shrugged and worked her way through the crowd again, her tray held above her head.
James focused his attention back down onto the dance floor, the waitress and everything else around him forgotten.

The redhead, Renata, shivered as she moved her body back against her partner… Keaira, the waitress said? She could feel the hard points of Keaira’s breasts pressing against the silk of her dress and rubbing over her bare back. The low steady beat of the music filled her, and Renata’s dark green eyes slid closed, her hips swaying to the music, her body responding...

Renata slid her arms back, her hands cupping the firmness of Keaira’s ass, pulling Keaira closer as she arched her back and lay her head on Keaira’s shoulder. Renata tilted her head to the side, exposing the ivory skin of her neck. Her sultry voice brushed over Keaira’s, ear as she began to sing softly to the music. Keaira’s full lips brushed over the sensitive skin of her lover’s neck. Her hands began to slide up Renata’s body, trailing the velvet of her dress up to the tops of her thighs, the lacy black garters of her stockings peeking out from underneath…

James gripped the beer bottle tighter as he watched them. His took a deep breath in an effort to stave off his arousal, but when Keaira slowly ran the tip of her tongue down the slender column of Renata’s throat, he knew it was impossible… He followed the trail of her tongue in fascination, groaning softly when her full red lips opened and settled on Renata’s neck. He turned his eyes to the redhead and saw the flash of ecstasy cross her face, could see the shudder that ran through her body, the way she arched and reached up to grasp Keaira’s hair and hold her mouth tight to her neck.

When Keaira pulled her mouth away from Renata’s neck to flick her tongue over the skin, he could see the red mark on her neck where she had raised the blood to the surface. He looked back at Keaira, seeing the look of sheer pleasure that glinted in her eyes just before she brought her mouth back down onto Renata’s neck almost savagely. Renata’s mouth opened and James could almost hear the groan that escaped her over the crowd in the club. As she continued her assault on Renata’s neck, Keaira twined their fingers together and ran both their hands up Renata’s body.

Renata turned in Keaira’s arms and slowly trailed her tongue down the side of Keaira’s neck, her hands trailing down Keaira’s back. She paused to nip at the base of Keaira’s throat. He watched as she gasped, and her dark eyes slid closed, her arousal growing.

Keaira moaned softly as Renata moved down her body, her mouth pausing just over the hardened pebble of her nipple, her tongue darting out to flick over it. She shivered at the feather-light touch of Renata’s tongue on first one nipple and then the other. She could feel Renata’s hands run down her bare back, her nails scraping lightly over the skin. Renata placed biting kisses down Keaira’s body, sinking lower and lower…

His hand gripping the railing, he leaned over the edge slightly, trying to get closer. His body was aflame. Blood rushed through his veins as he focused on the two women. It pounded in his ears. Their dark sensuality pulled at him, drew him. He could feel their desire for one another deep within himself, could smell it, could almost taste it. He had never felt this surge of lust before, never wanted something so badly. But this he did. He wanted these women.

Renata bit and kissed her way back up Keaira’s body but paused as a sudden shiver went down her spine. Her dark green eyes flashed around the room as she curled her body around Keaira’s, her hand sliding up to cup her breast unabashedly. They paused on first one face, then another, sensing something… but unable to find it. She could feel someone’s desire, it was an almost palpable scent to her… But there was something more…

She looked to another man… Again, she sensed that underlying sense of fear within him as he met her eyes, and then shifted them away. She glanced over at Keaira, and found her scanning over the crowd as well. They knew that everyone was watching them. They could feel the men’s eyes travel over them, growing aroused by the sight of them and they delighted in the power they had over these men … They could feel the anger and hatred coming from some of the women who watched them in disgust… But they were unimportant… They were all unimportant, for they all had that fear… But there was something underneath all the fear..... Something they couldn't place.

"We have an audience," Keaira said softly in Renata’s ear before she closed her teeth over the lobe and suckled it into her mouth, her hands traveling intimately over Renata’s body.

"When don’t we, Love?" Renata replied softly, a shiver in her voice. She groaned softly when Keaira bit harder on her earlobe. Keaira’s eyes gleamed as she flicked her tongue over Renata’s earlobe and then bit down harder again, drawing a pain-filled sigh of pleasure from her lover. "But they are never enough," Renata groaned softly. Her eyes slid halfway closed as she looked around the room. Again she found the men, and some women, watching them. When her eyes caught them and they looked away, she dismissed them.

"I’m hungry," Keaira pouted her full red lips. "And I want to play with someone."

"I know, my Love," she groaned in reply as Keaira bit down on her earlobe again. She closed her eyes as Keaira pressed soft kisses to her shoulder, her hands running up and down her body slowly...

It was a dance they had done many years, never caring about the reactions they received from the ones in the bar. They held no importance to them. They liked the sensuality they exuded, the fearless eroticism of their movements, but in the end they shied away from it... They were fools... Too afraid of their darkness to embrace it and know the pleasure that could be found in the shadows.

When Keaira nibbled on her shoulder, Renata’s eyes rolled up and she leaned her head back. That was when she saw him. He stood on the level above them... His dark gray eyes focused solely on them. She met his eyes and saw them flare and then narrow with desire, the gray irises turning nearly black. She was pleasantly surprised when he didn’t look away. He seemed to look right into her... And it made her shiver...

"Hmmmm... I think we might get to play, Love," she whispered softly, bringing Keaira’s head up, her eyes following Renata’s gaze. James felt a shudder go through him when he saw Renata’s dark green eyes and Keaira’s dark blue eyes, trained on him.

Keaira and Renata watched the man above him. They could see the want, the need, in him as he watched them. Keaira leaned in close to Renata, her tongue trailing along the outer edge of her ear, her eyes never leaving the man’s face. She could see his eyes following the path of her tongue over Renata’s ear hungrily.

James swallowed roughly and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself. When he looked back down at the dance floor, he felt a sudden moment of panic. They were gone. He searched the floor frantically for a glimpse of them. He gripped the railing as he leaned over further, his dark gray eyes searching the crowd. When he didn't see them, he felt a moment of despair. He couldn't give up, his desire had grown too strong. When he turned around, he was surprised.

At the top of the stairs, leaning against the railing were Renata and Keaira. Their arms were folded over their chests as they looked at him. Keaira had one finely arched raven eyebrow cocked at him. Renata's dark green eyes ran down the length of his body, and she ran her tongue over her dark red lips.

"Were you looking for us?' came a soft voice.

James saw Keaira's lips move, heard her soft voice surround him... It was rich, warmth pouring directly into his ear, almost a purr… Like listening to rich chocolate or an aged whisky.. It ran down his spine and centered in the pit of his stomach, then spread like fire through his body.
"Actually, I was…." James looked them both over as they stood in front of him. "That display on the dance floor…"

"You liked that," Renata interrupted softly. Her voice carried over the music as easily as Keaira’s, although it was not as rich as her’s. Sweeter, but still intensely pleasurable… like that first sip of lemonade of a hot day or that first bite of your ice cream cone….

Her eyes flashed in the lights and James was drawn into the deep green. It drew him to step closer to the two women, setting his beer bottle aside on an empty table as he did. "Yes I did," he murmured as he stopped within arm’s reach of both of them. Staring into Renata’s eyes, he felt like the room around him was receding into blackness.. the lights, the music… all faded to near-nothingness. His eyes raked down her body, hovering over her lips for a moment, groaning as her tongue flicked out to wet them. His breath caught as she shifted her weight, the lights shining through the silk of her dress, outlining her thighs and the juncture between.

He looked up to see them both watching him, mildly amused and hungry looks in their eyes. "All I could think about was touching both of you and watching you touch each other…" His gray eyes locked first on Renata’s face, then Keaira’s as he stepped even closer… so close they could feel the heat radiating from his body. "What it would be like to taste both of you… feel your skin under my tongue… feel your legs wrapped around my waist…"

James reached up to Keaira’s face, brushing her dark hair over her shoulder, his hand curving around the back of her neck. She arched into his touch, tilting her head back slightly as the hand on her neck guided her to step closer to him. Her body pressed to his as his mouth slanted down over hers, coaxing her mouth open to let his tongue in even as his knee pushed between her’s. He pushed his leg higher, his denim-covered thigh rubbing her mound through her dress.

Keaira made a soft noise, half growl, half mew that James took as encouragement to go further. His arm circled Keaira’s waist, dragging her body tightly to his as he deepened the kiss. Keaira slid her hands up James’ back, kneading the muscles through his tee shirt. James groaned as he felt Renata’s body pressed against his back, the softness of her breasts through the material of his shirt. Renata’s hands slipped between their bodies, running up James’ chest.

He moaned into Keaira’s mouth as he felt Renata’s weight against his back, her lips closing over his earlobe, the teeth grazing it before she slid down slowly and her mouth settled on his neck. Keaira’s hand moved from his neck to the back of Renata’s head, stroking her hair as Renata bit him lightly. His ears buzzed and he could swear there was almost an unspoken communication between the two women.

Finally, he broke off the kiss, gasping for air. Keaira ran her hands down his arms, a wicked smile curving her mouth. Renata’s hands still rested on his chest, her body pressed against him. She moved up again to whisper in his ear, her eyes locked with Keaira’s, and Keaira smiled a little more. "We have a place we go to.. not far from here. Join us." Renata’s hand trailed nonchalantly down his chest, the nails raking his skin through the shirt until she reached the waistband of his jeans, then she switched directions and ran one gleaming nail along his waist.

James sucked in a breath. Go with them? Who was he kidding? Of course he was going to go… two beautiful women touching him and inviting him to go somewhere else…. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity… dangerous perhaps… but it just made it all the more exciting.

He nodded, and Renata slid smoothly under his arm, looping it around her waist. Keaira turned in his arms and looped her arm around the other side of his waist and led them out of the bar.

Across the bar, two waitresses watched the three leave. "Those two are gonna kill him, you know."

"Oh yeah…" And they went on about their work.

***

Renata pushed open the door to the abandoned building with a smirk. "It’s not the Taj Mahal, but it suits our purposes." She winked at Keaira as she led James smoothly past the door Renata held open. James looked around him at the dark building they had brought him to. It had that unused smell of someplace that had been abadoned, but along with that… something indefinable… like old coins….. copper…. or death..

Keaira led him to a low velvet couch, in front of which was a sunken area. Renata closed the door behind her and locked it, then glided across the room to begin lighting candles that covered every available surface. The flames were dim for as large a room as they were in, bathing the three in shadowed flickers of light. Renata came around from behind him and took Keaira’s hand, leading her down the steps into the pit.

In the center of the pit was a large bed, made up with red satin sheets. Keaira laid back, her head on the pillows. Renata lay on her side on the other side of the bed, so James could see them both. She propped herself up on one elbow, the other hand trailing slowly down Keaira’s side to the bare skin where the slit in her dress had fallen open and exposed her leg.

Renata ran her hand back up, this time under the silk of the dress, making Keaira arch upward and moan softly. James found hinself wanting to move from the couch… to walk down the steps into the bed… over to the bed and crawl in with them. Found himself imagining just standing up and stripping his clothes off as he walked.

But he didn’t. He stayed on the couch, mouth going dry, heart racing, blood pounding in his ears as Renata slowly and lovingly stripped Keaira down to nothing and laid her back on the sheets. Renata sat up, arching her back as she reached up and removed the pins holding her hair up. She shook her head and her vibrantly red hair spilled down her back to just above her waist.

Renata leaned over to kiss Keaira, angling her body so James’ view wasn’t blocked. He watched raptly as Renata’s tongue glided over Keaira’s lips, then pushed between them. He groaned as Keaira arched up into Renata’s hands and mouth.

James had to adjust his seat on the couch when Renata’s hand slid down between Keaira’s legs. His worn jeans were suddenly tight and confining. Renata’s hair fell onto the bed as she slid down between Keaira’s spread legs. From his spot on the couch above them, James watched as Renata’s tongue flickered out over Keaira’s clit and lips. Her moan was muffled by Keaira’s body as she pushed her tongue in deeper.

It was like watching one of the movies he kept hidden in his sock drawer, but more… surreal. The light from the candles cast everything in a soft, flickering glow and the profusion of red – the sheets, Keaira’s dress forgotten on the floor, Renata’s hair…. In the flickering light, and the sudden burst of heat in the room, James could swear the room was on fire.

He pulled his shirt over his head roughly and wiped the film of sweat off his brow with the back of his arm. He blinked and was back in reality. The candles flickered still and now he has the impression of flowing waves. The sheets and the curtain of Renata’s hair rippled in the light like… like blood.

Blood? James shook his head this time… What the hell was the matter with him. He had two hot women having sex in front of him and instead of sitting down to watch or hell, even joining them…. He was sitting here having fucking hallucinations.

His attention was drawn back to the bed where Keaira was bowed backward, her hand tangled tightly in Renata’s hair as she screamed. James was instantly hard again as Renata sat up and looked at him, slowly licking her glistening lips and then drawing her fingers up to her mouth and sucking them as well.
His mouth went even drier. Renata lowered her fingers from her mouth and spoke softly. "She’s so delicious, James. You should come taste her." His gray eyes darkened and narrowed as he looked over to Keaira slumped back on the bed, her chest heaving.

"I think she’s ready for a rest, don’t you?" he asked he he stood and started down the stairs into the pit. "But you, you haven’t even started yet, have you?" Renata shook her head, her head tiliting back to keep her eyes locked on James’ as he came closer to the bed.

"Then it’s time you got some attention," James said roughly as he sank his hand into the hair at the nape of Renata’s neck. Her eyes widened at the tight grasp on her hair, but her gaze never wavered as she smiled slightly. James dragged her face to his and kissed her brutally. He tasted Keaira’s juices as well as a hint of blood on Renata’s mouth and realized he’d cut her lip on her teeth. It didn’t stop him though.

His tongue pushed into her mouth harder, forcing it’s way past her teeth to wind with her’s. Renata moaned and leaned into him, giving him the access to her mouth he wanted. He plundered it, kissing her until he pulled away gasping for air. In the candlelight, Renata’s eyes were dark forest green and glittering. She’d put her hands on his shoulders some time where they were kissing and now she raked her nails down over his chest, leaving red welts in their wake.

He groaned and tilted his head back and Renata raised up to her knees on the bed, her tongue dragging over his neck the way it had done Keaira’s in the club. James tightened his hand in her hair, holding her mouth to his neck. Her nails trailed down over his stomach, making him flinch and tighten the muscles. She curled her fingers in the waistband of his jeans as her teeth settled on the side of his neck.

"Oh yesssss," he hissed through his teeth as Renata began slowly unbuttoning his jeans, her teeth worrying at his neck. He pulled her tighter to him, nearly trapping her hands between them, but she kept going. She undid the last button and slid her hands into his jeans, over the bare skin of his ass, pushing the jeans off his hips in the same motion.

He broke away long enough to kick off his shoes and pull his jeans and socks off and toss them aside. Renata was back on his in an instant, her mouth latching onto his chest and sucking hard at his flat nipples, rolling the nubs between her teeth again. James held her tight to him by the hair again, but letting her move as her mouth drifted lower.

His groans grew in volume as he looked down to see Renata flick her tongue out over the head of his aching cock. She plunged her mouth over him and he arched, forcing himself further into her mouth. He would have been quite content to come that way, fucking Renata’s mouth, but he opened his eyes to see Keaira sitting back against the headboard, her hands idly pinching and tugging her nipples.

He locked eyes with her, dark gray meeting icy blue. He wanted to tell her what was in his mind. How much he was longing to see her touching Renata as he buried himself in one of their bodies’, he didn’t really care who’s at this point… Keaira nodded as though she understood and crawled across the bed to where Renata was knelt, still sucking hard at him.

Keaira brushed Renata’s hair aside and whispered in her ear, "Enough my Love, time for you." She guided Renata away gently and laid her back on the bed, her hand trailing down her Renata’s thigh and back up, brushing her clit. She brought her hand up and James could see the wetness on it in the half-light of the room. He grasped Keaira’s hand roughly and pulled it to his mouth, sucking the fingers in between his lips and running his tongue over the pads of her fingers.

Keaira moaned, the sudden motion had pulled her half lying on Renata. He looked down at them, letting Keaira’s fingers slip from his mouth. Keaira nodded at him as if she knew what he wanted and moved to lie next to Renata, turning her face to her’s and kissing her deeply.

James ran his hands up Renata’s thighs as he watched them kiss. His hands slid smoothly to the backs of her thighs, pulling her legs open to him as he knelt between them. Keaira looked up at him and he leaned over to kiss her as roughly as he had Renata earlier. She moaned into his mouth and he felt her hand come up to the small of his back, pushing him toward Renata.

He moved closer to her and kissed her also, feeling Renata’s legs wrap around his waist and drag him in. He sank into her with a low moan, one that Renata matched. He broke off the kiss with a gasp as he felt himself enveloped in Renata’s body, his head dropping to rest on her breast. Renata curled her fingers in his hair, her body arching up into his, rocking them both.

James began to move then, lifting his head to see Keaira and Renata engaged in another passionate kiss. Renata moaned into Keaira’s mouth and he groaned as Keaira’s hand on his back tightened and her nails scraped him, urging him to keep moving. He thrust harder and faster and Renata responded by moaning and tightening the grip of her legs around his waist.

Finally Renata broke away from Keaira’s mouth, her screaming tearing through the room as her body arched. Keaira came up on her knees, kissing James hard as he kept thrusting hard into Renata’s body. He felt Keaira’s mouth move over to his ear, then heard her voice in his ear…

"She doesn’t want you to stop you know… Look at her. She’s loving this. Aching to feel you inside her…. Look."

James lifted his gaze to Renata’s face. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed, her breathing raspy as her body shook and bucked on the bed. James groaned and closed his eyes, trying to block out the image and hold back a little longer, but Keaira was relentless. Her mouth stayed latched onto the side of his neck, making occasional stops at his ear to whisper more whisky-rich encourangements. Her hand on his back guided him to keep thrusting harder and faster into Renata.

Finally James thought he couldn’t last any longer and Keaira was once again whispering in his ear. "That’s it… make my Lover scream, dear one. Go on…. So nearly there."

Renata screamed again as Keaira whispered and it was too much. James groaned, spilling himself into Renata’s shaking body. He slumped onto her, his body shaking with the exertion and release. He felt both women’s hands stroking over his back slowly and gently as he came down.

The End.

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