Austin worked his belt buckle then the fly of his jeans, the unmistakable zipping sound loud, nearly making Michaela jump. She gazed up at him, saw the passion clouding his beautiful blue eyes and she wanted to make sure this was what he wanted.
“You don’t mind?” She waved her hand around, the flogger slapping against the inside of her arm when she did so and she gave a little hiss of pleasure at the contact.
“My fantasy is giving you what you want,” Austin whispered, his voice low, husky and melting her from the inside out. “And if this is what you want then I want to give it to you.”
His words gave her strength. The man took Michaela’s hand and guided it toward the woman’s pussy. He wrapped his hand over Michaela’s, urging her to rub the handle across her folds, and Michaela did, marveling at the way the woman arched and mewled, her body seeming to go crazy even though she was completely restrained.
“Fuck her,” the man murmured.
“Yes, fuck me,” the woman cried.
Slowly, Michaela rubbed the handle back and forth against the woman’s pussy. She circled her clit, slid the handle down, nudging her folds before she finally, slowly thrust it inside the woman’s welcoming body.
Frantically Michaela grabbed at the waistband of Austin’s jeans, her fingers curling in the waistband of his boxer briefs. The faint trail of black hair that led from his belly button downward tickled her knuckles and she yanked on the opening of the jeans, suddenly eager to get inside.
He stepped closer, making it easier for Michaela to lick the head of his cock, all the while easing the flogger handle in and out of the woman’s body. The man had long let go of the handle, sitting back on his haunches to watch everything take place.
It was difficult, hard to maneuver the handle and lick Austin’s cock. She wrapped her hand around him, stroking his thick length up and down in the same rhythm she fucked the woman. Her pussy dripped with cream, coating the very inside of her thighs, and she wished she could touch herself.
But her hands were occupied.
The man came forward, his head dipping close to his woman’s pussy and he breathed deep, a smile on his handsome face. His features were stark, strong nose and jaw, high cheekbones and firm lips, completely different from Austin but handsome nonetheless. His eyes met hers, dark and foreboding, and she licked her lips, unable to help herself.
He growled and buried his face against the woman’s pussy, his tongue lashing out to lick at her clit before sucking it in between his lips. Michaela continued the fucking and the stroking, her gaze lifting to meet Austin’s, and she watched his hips thrust, the clear drops of fluid seeping from the head of his cock.
She let go of the handle and the man took over, pumping it repeatedly within the woman. Michaela turned her full attention to Austin, pulling him into her mouth. His salty sweet essence dissolved on her tongue and she sucked vigorously, drawing him deeper.
Wanting more, wanting all of him, she needed that exquisite power of making him come in her mouth. Increasing her efforts, ecstasy bloomed within her when she heard Austin’s strangled groan. His fingers threaded through her hair, controlling her movements, slowing her down. She gazed up at him, saw the desire and the want and something else, a flicker of emotion that called to something deep within her.
Seeing it made her pause and she withdrew from him, gazing up at him in wonder. He pushed back her hair with gentle fingers, the heat in his eyes warming her, and she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock.
How could he stare at her with such emotion, such tenderness all while they did such naughty, wicked things? She could only imagine what her previous boyfriends would say if they saw her like this. Pass their narrow judgment, call her terrible names, awful names that made her feel like a sick, perverted slut.
Yet Austin looked at her as if he couldn’t get enough of her. As if he completely understood her wants, her needs. Her fantasies.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his voice a little shaky, and she leaned in close to his cock, lapping at it gently with her tongue.
The woman on the bed gave a shout, indicating that she finally came. Her moans went on for what seemed like forever, and Michaela couldn’t help but glance over her shoulder to watch the woman thrash about. The man had dropped the flogger on the edge of the bed, his mouth on her, lips sucking intently on her clit.
She felt guilty, watching the man slowly bring his woman down from her orgasm when she should be paying attention to Austin. But this was nothing like she’d ever witnessed before. Certainly not live and in person.
Austin’s hand landed on the back of her head, soothing as he stroked her hair. “Go ahead and watch. This is what I brought you here for.”
Michaela closed her eyes, savoring his touch. This man was perfect. It felt as if he could read her mind and the way he touched her, gave her exactly what she wanted…
It was uncanny. It almost felt too good to be true.
Michaela opened her eyes to see the woman slumped against the mattress, her body limp, her breathing slowly evening out. The man stroked the inside of her thighs with tender fingers, barely touching her skin, and the woman sighed in relief.
The man’s gaze met Michaela’s, hot and hungry. He slipped a hand down to his crotch, stroking over his erection that strained against his pants. Michaela felt an answering surge of wetness in her pussy and oh God, she wanted to do something to this man. This stranger.
But would Austin let her? Would he want to do something like this? Was she wrong to even ask him?
She wouldn’t ask him, she couldn’t. She should get up, take Austin’s hand and run out of this place. Take him home and fuck him there, in the privacy of their apartment.
So why wasn’t she moving?
Austin wasn’t sure if Michaela wanted to take this a step further. He knew the man was interested. There was no denying that. He sent heated looks to him and Michaela. Austin knew if he told him to, the man would be on his knees sucking Austin’s dick with as much enthusiasm as he just licked that woman’s cunt.
How Austin knew this he wasn’t sure. He just did.
He’d just told Michaela he didn’t like to share and that hadn’t been a lie. But it would mean nothing, to interact with this man. Hell, she already helped the woman get off, shoving that flogger handle inside her pussy with a curious enthusiasm he found arousing. He knew Michaela was a natural at this.
Wanting to play, wanting to explore, she had little fear in letting her inner bad girl come out and shine. He loved that. They could bring in some interesting elements to their relationship all the while keeping the intimacy, the connection between them.
Austin shook his head, blown away by his thoughts. He needed to tell her how he really felt, what he really wanted from her. She would be receptive. He knew it.
He decided he would show her first. By offering her exactly what she wanted. And give her the push, the permission that she seemed to so desperately want.
Reaching out, he touched her shoulder. She turned, a tentative smile curving her lips, and he offered his hand without a word. She took it and he hauled her up to her feet. Her dress hung halfway off her, revealing her breasts. The small globes of creamy flesh rose and fell with her every breath, her nipples dusky pink and hard as diamonds.
“Take the dress off,” he commanded and her eyes flared at his request, the tone of his voice. Without a word, she shed the white garment until she stood before him in only a pair of white lace thong panties and her strappy silver stiletto sandals.
Austin curled his hands into fists. She was gorgeous, and he wanted to touch her so badly. “Don’t be afraid of what you want, Michaela.”
Her lips parted and she glanced over her shoulder yet again, indicating what she wanted. “What about you?”
“I want what you want.” It was true. There would be requirements, limits but he was willing to let her imagination run wild if that was what she chose to do.
She sunk her teeth into her l
ower lip, nibbling as she was prone to do when nervous. What a picture she made, nearly naked, her hair a cloud about her head, the ethereal, angel-like makeup emphasizing her delicate features. Innocent, looking like a little saint when she debated letting her inner vixen come roaring out.
He took her hand again, hauling her close, his eyes sliding momentarily shut at her sweet scent, and the way her body fit so perfect against his. “As long as I get to participate, I’m all for this. Are you? Can you live with yourself in the morning after what we plan on doing tonight?”
Michaela tilted her head back, her green eyes drinking him in, lips parted. Her tongue snuck out to lick those lush lips and she gave a jerky nod. “I want to share it with you.”
“Share what?” He needed to hear her say the words, believed she needed to hear herself say them too.
“Him.” She flicked her head toward the man who now stood silent behind her. “I want us to be with him.”
“Doing what?” Despite his feelings for her, despite how much he wanted her, his cock jerked at the thought of being with that man. Whatever his name was.
Her eyes closed and she visibly swallowed, as if trying to gain some inner strength just to say it. “I want to suck his cock.” Her eyes opened. “And I want you to suck his cock with me.”
Austin nodded once and tore his gaze from Michaela’s, pinning the man behind her with an intense stare. “What’s your name?”
The man lifted his firm chin. He was attractive, not normally Austin’s type but he would do. Even though he had the appearance of a macho ass, Austin suspected he was more of a submissive, at the very least a steady switch. There was too much softness in his gaze, too much acquiescence. “Jed.”
Austin cocked a brow. For real? “Jed?”
Jed shrugged. “Don’t wear it out.”
“Well, Jed, we want to thank you for including us in your activities tonight. We’d like to return the favor.”
The man smiled, spread his arms wide then let them fall at his side. “I am all yours.”
Austin nodded toward the woman who lay quietly on the bed. It was as if she might’ve even fallen asleep she was so still. “What about her?”
Jed turned to look at her. “She’s tired. I’ll take her out of the restraints so she can curl up on the bed and watch. She likes to watch.”
Of course she liked to watch. Hell, they all liked to watch. “Take care of her then.”
Jed went about unhooking the restraints from the woman’s bound wrists and ankles, his touch gentle, his words low and soothing. Austin turned his attention to Michaela who stared at him with wide eyes, an unmistakable hint of fear on her pretty face.
“Don’t worry,” Austin whispered close to her ear, trying to offer comfort. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”
“I’m afraid I’ll want to do everything,” Michaela breathed and Austin couldn’t help but laugh.
“Just do as I say. If you don’t…” He paused, gripped Michaela’s chin and forced her to look at him. “You’ll be in trouble. Big trouble.”
Hell, he knew she liked all that punishment talk and he’d said it on purpose. The flicker of arousal he saw glow in her eyes made it worth it.
“I promise I’ll do as you say.” Her voice was soft, like a direct caress to his straining cock. “I only want to please you.”
Fuck me, a man could get used to hearing that every day. His heart beating heavy against his ribs, he slid a glance toward the approaching Jed. “Get undressed and lay on the bed.”
A look of pure pleasure crossed the man’s face at Austin’s harsh words and his hands immediately went to work on his belt buckle, sliding the sleek black leather from the loops of his pants and letting it drop on the floor with a clank. Michaela watched, her gaze roaming over Jed with interest, and Austin dispensed of the rest of his clothing as well, until both men stood in front of Michaela naked.
Jed went to the bed and sat on the edge, his gaze lifting to stare up at Austin. “How do you want me?”
Austin approached him, griping the base of his cock. Jed’s mouth was so close it would only take Austin a subtle shift of his hips and his cock could slide between those firm lips. Said lips parted, as if in offering and Austin glanced at Michaela, saw that she was riveted to where she stood, drinking them in.
“Suck it,” Austin said, his voice harsh, and Jed opened his mouth, groaning when Austin shoved his cock deep. Immediately Jed began to suck his cock, his lips wet, his moans loud, reverberating against Austin’s throbbing flesh.
Austin reached out and gripped the back of Jed’s head, forcing him to move faster. Jed did as he commanded, his movement quick, rhythmic, his lips sucking hard and firm and oh, so fucking good.
Tearing away from him, Austin breathed deep, trying to gain some sort of control. Jesus, the man knew how to blow a guy. “Lay back,” he gritted from clenched teeth, glancing over at Michaela. “And you, come here.”
Michaela trotted over to him, her gaze greedy, pupils dilated. She kissed him before he could even say anything, her mouth hungry, tongue lashing at his, and when she pulled away, the smile on her face touched him deep.
“I loved that,” she whispered.
This girl, his girl, was wicked. Most women would lose their shit if they saw the man they were fucking getting sucked off by another man.
Not this woman. He’d bet a million dollars if he reached between her legs and touched her there, she’d be soaking wet. “You’ll love this even more,” he growled, his hand going to the waistband of her panties. “Let’s take these off.”
He clawed and tore, wishing he could rip the lace right from her but she moved away, stepping out of the panties before he got a chance. She waited before him, eager, naked and willing, ready to hear his next command.
Half of Jed’s body lay flat on the bed, his feet planted on the floor and his cock arcing toward his stomach, long and thick. One of the thickest cocks Austin had seen, it had a large bulbous head and taut, smooth skin flushed red.
“Get on your knees.” He gently pushed Michaela’s shoulder and she fell to her knees with ease, coming face to cock with their new friend. Austin sunk to his knees as well, his fingers circling around Jed’s girth, squeezing and kneading, earning a groan from Jed in response.
“Suck him.” He offered Jed’s cock to Michaela and she pushed her hair away from her shoulders before she drew the head into her mouth, her lips glistening, her eyes sliding shut as a moan escaped her. Jed groaned as well, so loud it echoed in the quiet of the room, and the woman comforted him from her position at the top of the bed with a soothing murmur.
Austin watched Michaela handle Jed with wild abandon, her lips drawing him deeper, her lids lifting, her gaze meeting his. She withdrew Jed’s cock from her mouth and slowly drew her tongue down the length of him, back up until she swirled around the head. Her tongue was long, wet, leaving a glistening path all over Jed’s flesh, and Austin leaned in, watching her every move.
Still gripping Jed’s cock, he pressed it closer to her lips. She nuzzled the tip of it with her cheek, her lips pursing in a loud, wet kiss on the head, her tongue licking, lapping, getting sloppy. It was the fucking sexiest thing Austin had ever seen, this woman, his angel, looking like pure sin while she sucked another man’s cock.
“Kiss me,” he uttered and she released her hold on Jed, as did he. Their mouths met, wide open and with tongues searching, circling, plundering each other’s mouths. The taste of cock was on her tongue, her lips, he even detected the faint salty essence of pre-come but he didn’t care. It aroused him more and Austin continued kissing her for long, delicious minutes until he finally tore himself away.
His gaze steady on her, he gripped Jed’s cock once again and drew him into his mouth.
Chapter Nine
Michaela had never experienced anything hotter in her life than what was happening at this very moment. She and Austin kneeling before Jed, licking and sucking Jed’s cock first before Austin too
k over. She’d put on a real show just for Austin, Jed’s moans of pleasure indicating he was enjoying it.
But she was completely and totally focused on Austin. The way he’d watched her when she licked up and down Jed’s cock, his gorgeous blue eyes heated, hungry, and when he kissed her with such passion he’d stolen her breath, made her weak, dizzy.
He drew Jed deep inside his mouth, his lips wrapped tight around the thick length, his gaze locked on her. Withdrawing from Jed, he stared at her, and she swore she saw a flicker of nervousness there, deep in his eyes.
Was he worried she wouldn’t accept him for doing this? That she might be turned off because he was sucking another man’s cock? On the contrary, this was exactly what she wanted to see, her curiosity at witnessing Austin with another man finally realized.
“Touch him,” Austin whispered in that commanding way that made her so wet. “Stroke his cock.”
She did, her fingers wrapped tightly around Jed’s dick, doing a slow up and down glide. Austin continued, sucking the wide head back into his mouth before withdrawing, doing this again and again.
Michaela slid her fingers up until just below the crown, and she felt the touch of Austin’s lips on her flesh. A shudder moved through her, and his eyes met hers.
“Lick him.”
Her tongue dabbed at Austin’s fingers before drawing down and then up in lush, languid strokes. Austin groaned, his lips teasing Jed’s flesh, their heads so close their hair brushed, his hot breath fanning across her face. She loved sharing this with Austin, loved how he told her what to do and, she waited for her next command.
“Touch me. My cock,” he muttered and her hand fell away, seeking and finding his huge erection between his legs. She wrapped her fingers tight around him, sliding up and down, watching him suck Jed’s cock, and he invited her to rejoin him with his eyes, a flick of his head.
Grabbing hold of the base of Jed’s cock, Austin offered it to her and she sucked and licked on one side of the head. Austin did the same to the other side, their lips and tongues brushing against each other, wet and slippery. Her hand never faltered on Austin’s cock, her strokes becoming faster, and he groaned, allowing her to take Jed’s cock between her lips.
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