Learning to Soar by Bebe Balocca Read Free Book Online

Melanie played with the ball chain that hung from Chloe’s chrome toy, twirling it around her fingers. Chloe hissed in pleasure as Melanie rubbed the nubby ball chain against her swollen clit. The vibration increased inside her. Chloe thought of looking up to Damien, knowing that he watched her every move, but the sensations pounding through her body made opening her eyes an impossible task.
    Arnaud licked the rim of her ear and pushed the tip of his tongue inside. The warm, silky sensation of his tongue in her ear was sheer heaven. He took one of Chloe’s hands in his and lowered it to his groin. The music continued to throb around them as she moved her hand over his cock in time with the persistent bass beat.
    Melanie skidded her fingers over Chloe’s stiffened clitoris and tingling nipples. Arnaud breathed into her ear while grinding his engorged cock against her hand. Chloe felt an orgasm building inside her, pushing her closer to her goal. Almost there, she realised. It’s going to happen. Finally.
    She closed her eyes tightly and saw… Mark’s face. Pumping over her like a bull, thrusting stupidly. She saw his laziness, his spoilt apathy, his cruel indifference, his childish insecurities. His ludicrous sense of entitlement. The yelling. The cheating.
    No more.
    Chloe turned her head and found Melanie’s lips. She kissed her and flicked her tongue into Melanie’s mouth. “You are so beautiful,” Melanie mouthed to her, inaudible over the music.
    Arnaud lowered his face to Chloe’s breast and took one clamped nipple between his lips through the shimmering fabric of her blouse. Chloe pulled his sleek head against her tit and felt her sore breast melt into the soothing, wet warmth of his mouth.
    “So beautiful,” Melanie repeated, sliding her tongue between Chloe’s lips.
    Fuck you, Mark, Chloe thought. It’s all about me now.
    The dance music grew to a pounding crescendo, pulsing in her mouth and breasts and deep in her cunt. Melanie rubbed her clit at lightning speed, pushing her closer, beat by beat, by pounding beat, to that elusive abyss. Electrified by sound and touch and warmth, Chloe jumped in, but instead of falling, she flew upward in a spiral of perfect ecstasy.
    She climaxed with a primal scream, loud enough for everyone on the dance floor to hear and appreciate. She shuddered against Melanie’s hand and Arnaud’s mouth, eyes squeezed shut, for long, delicious seconds, while her world rang with the rushing clamour of a full-body orgasmic release.
    Fuck, yeah! a long-buried part of her hooted in triumph. We are back in business!
    She savoured the tingling afterglow as she drifted back to earth, cradled between Melanie’s soft slimness and Arnaud’s towering bulk. Damn, has it really been three years? Way too long. I owe Monica a dinner for this, decided Chloe. Hell, I owe her a whole shopping spree.
    Slowly, the sounds of techno dance music entered her awareness again. Chloe’s eyes fluttered open and she saw that the entire population of the dance floor had stopped moving. They had gathered in a ring around her and were observing her silently. She flushed with embarrassment and willed the floor to open up and swallow her whole.

Chapter Six
     
     
     
    “All right, Chloe!” Monica screamed over the music. “You got off!” She applauded wildly, grinning from ear to ear. The other bar patrons joined her, clapping and cheering. Chloe looked up in bewilderment to Arnaud, her hand still gripped around his sizable erection. She released it sheepishly. Arnaud smiled and kissed Chloe’s cheek. Melanie gave her waist a gentle squeeze. Chloe felt crassly exposed, profoundly relieved and fiercely liberated.
    After a few moments of applause, dancing resumed on Volare’s dance floor. Monica approached and gave Chloe a triumphant fist bump. She wrapped her arms around Arnaud. “Thanks for getting him warmed up,” she said loudly, “but I’ll take it from here.” Monica kissed him deeply and led