“You go on and crawl up on that.” Matt gave her a bit of a nudge to get her feet moving. “Kneel on the padded ledge. Rest your torso on the top and your forearms on the padded ledge on the other side.”
The leather felt cool under her skin and she shivered when she lay down along the top. Her nipples tightened and she felt goose bumps break out along the back of her legs.
“Are you comfortable, darlin’?”
“Keep looking at me when you answer him,” Matt said as she went to look over her shoulder.
“I’m comfortable.” She was surprised it wasn’t a lie. Her body was supported and while she felt completely exposed she wasn’t physically uncomfortable.
“Let’s make sure you don’t fall off.” Matt lifted a red leather strap and wrapped it around her arm, feeding it through a large silver buckle.
Jocelyn gnawed slightly on her lower lip. She wasn’t certain about being strapped down but she trusted them both not to harm her. Once Matt had her second arm buckled in he crouched down to her level.
“Anything too tight or pinching?
Jocelyn shook her head. She was nervous as hell and the anticipation was making her heart race. Her ears strained for the slightest sound from Eric behind her. Matt leaned closer and tucked some of her hair behind her ear, keeping eye contact as he spoke. “Remember, this is just a game like when we pretended Eric and a friend were watching. The restraints are attached to the bench with panic snaps. If you pull them off then we’ll take that as a sign that you want to stop. We don’t want you to be hurt, understand?”
Jocelyn nodded.
“We want to hear the words, beautiful.”
“I understand. I’ll say red if I want it to stop or unsnap the restraints.”
“Good girl.” Eric’s low voice vibrated her right to her core when he patted her lightly on her hip. She’d been listening so intently that she almost jumped when he spoke.
Matt looked up and nodded, she assumed at Eric, and then leaned in closely and kissed her, flicking his tongue along the seam of her lips. When she opened, he invaded. He made her head swim with his kisses and she pulled against the restraints, wanting to be able to touch him. She could feel the air against her pussy and was hyperaware of how exposed she was.
He ended the kiss and moved away from her but before she could protest she felt something lightly splatter against her skin. She didn’t know what it was but it slid along her skin and caressed the back of her legs as it slid away, more teasing than anything else. She’d expected the feel of his hand and was slightly disappointed.
A moment later the soft thing landed across her ass. This time a little harder, but it wasn’t the least bit painful, more like a firm caress. Each time it landed, it was a little harder and more spread out. The smacks grew in intensity. She didn’t feel the need to flinch and relaxed into the feeling like a massage. Jocelyn didn’t know how he managed to smack her in so many places at once but as she lay there her brain filled in a picture of a pirate wielding a flogger. That’s what it must be.
The next strike caught her on the bottom edge of one ass cheek, making her jump. That one stung but before she could complain another one hit her in the exact spot on the other ass cheek. She jumped again and fisted her hands.
“Breathe, darlin’.” Eric’s low rumbling voice surrounded her and she clung to it. “Keep breathing through it and it will change from pain to pleasure.”
Hot on the heels of his comment, the stinging sensations did change. She wasn’t certain how to process it but the more she relaxed the hotter it felt, and it traveled straight between her legs.
The smacks continued, each one morphing like that last until she couldn’t tell the difference between the two. It was all a decadent hot sensual feeling that surrounded her, and she wanted to feel more.
Her pussy was dripping and she was certain she could feel it running down the inside of her legs. All she wanted right now was to feel a thick cock pushing deep inside of her. There was a pause in smacks and Jocelyn lifted her ass expecting the next strike.
“That’s right, darlin’.” Smack. “No more punishment. We’re going to give you everything you need.”
If that was punishment I can’t wait for what happens next.
He smacked her again and she recognized the difference immediately. It filled her heart with a joy so intense she felt her eyes well up with tears. Now she understood. Punishment was a spanking with an object but feeling his hand against her skin was entirely different. Eric must have understood the difference to her because with every smack of his hand on her ass she moaned. A bare-handed spanking was much more intimate to her and in a way made her understand that he really did care about her.
She felt something caress her cheek. Opening eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed Jocelyn looked directly at Matt’s cock. Her mouth watered with the thought of sucking that monster while Eric continued to spank her. She slowly licked the tip like a lollipop and he pressed closer, letting her suck him into her mouth.
“Fuck, baby! We’re going to take you to the club and do this. I’m going to fuck your face in front of everyone as Eric spanks that tight ass of yours. He’ll fuck you too when you really need it and you’ll take us both.” Matt’s cock shuttled in and out of her mouth and she concentrated on relaxing her throat and taking him as deeply as possible.
Eric’s slippery fingers pressed into her ass and she yelled around Matt’s length making him groan. “Oh, yeah, fuck that ass again. I love her lips around my cock.”
She felt Eric’s low chuckle along her senses as he picked up the pace. Rocking his fingers in her ass, she felt his large blunt cock press at the entrance to her pussy. Not waiting for her to get used to him, he pressed forward, stretching her muscles. With his fingers in her ass his cock felt larger than normal, combined with Matt’s cock in her mouth she imagined they made quite a sight. Imagining there were complete strangers watching was too much. It all layered over the foundations they’d carefully crafted and she started to tremble.
“You’ve done so well. Come on, beautiful. Scream around my cock and squeeze Eric with that tight cunt of yours.”
A sharp slap to her ass sent her over the edge. Screaming around the thick length of Matt’s cock she came hard, trembling and shaking, thankful for the restraints keeping her in place. She felt Matt stiffen up a second later and paint the back of her throat with his cum. Swallowing quickly, she took in the musky warm splash and licked him clean. Matt staggered back against the wall and Eric slapped her ass again, fucking her like a madman. She felt another orgasm trigger and strained back against him as he plundered her.
* * * *
Jocelyn felt herself being freed from the bench and then felt a warm cloth bathing her. She wasn’t unconscious but it was a close second. She felt like she was floating in the hazy area between sleep and awake. Aware of what was going on around her but not really interested in interacting yet.
One of them scooped her up off the bench and then laid her down on the bed, wrapping a blanket around her before snuggling up behind her. A moment later another large body stretched out in front of her. Matt and Eric lay there with her as she enjoyed the floaty feeling. The low snore behind her kept her lulled but soon enough Mother Nature demanded attention and Jocelyn blinked her eyes open.
“There you are, darlin’.” Eric’s head was lying on the pillow next to hers, his brows drawn down as if he was concerned. “Are you okay? I was worried maybe I overdid it.”
“I feel great but I do need to go to the bathroom,” she whispered, not wanting to wake Matt completely up.
The seriousness vanished from Eric’s expression with his smile. “Okay, but hurry back.”
Jocelyn walked carefully to the en suite and took care of her business. Her legs felt a bit wobbly and she couldn’t help but stop and look at her bum in the mirror. It was bright red but it didn’t look bruised and there wasn’t any broken skin. She could almost make out what she thought was a handprint
on the side of her ass. The sight gave her a bit of a thrill. Does that make me a freak? No more than the man who did it to me, she justified.
Matt was awake when she came back into the room. “I’m sorry. Did I make too much noise and wake you up?”
“Nah, beautiful.” Matt held out his hand for her. “I got cold without you snuggled up next to me, and Eric won’t keep me warm like you do.”
Jocelyn laughed at Matt’s silliness. Eric was stretched out along the bed watching her intently, looking far too serious. Seeing both men lying in bed waiting for her made her heart jump. She didn’t think she would be the least bit horny after the monstrous orgasm she’d just had but apparently her body hadn’t gotten the memo.
“I’m fine, Eric. I promise.” She turned and pointed at her butt while looking over her shoulder at him. “Look what you did to my ass!”
A large grin crossed his features, which was exactly what she wanted see. She didn’t want him to think that she was upset by anything that had happened. “Crawl on up here, darlin’. I’ll kiss it better for you.”
“I do like the sound of that.” The lazy arousal that had been trailing along her limbs fired back up, burning hotter with their playful banter. When she crawled up the bed, she deliberately crawled up Matt’s body so that she was straddling his hips, resting her chin in his chest with her ass up in the way.
“Pucker up, buttercup.”
Matt laughed and pulled Jocelyn higher on his big body so her face was level with his. She darted a kiss against his lips as Eric skimmed his finger over the sensitive skin of her ass. It felt like her skin was ultrasensitive now and every time they touched her she could feel every nuance of the connection.
Matt deepened the kiss as Eric continued to lightly stroke her skin. Her nipples tightened and her cunt throbbed with arousal. She dropped down and rubbed her pussy against the ridges in Matt’s abdomen. It wasn’t enough friction to make her come but it certainly felt good and she was willing to bet she could manage.
A sharp smack to her ass caught her attention.
“Lift that beautiful ass back up here,” Eric admonished. “You’re not getting off without us.”
She lifted her face from Matt’s. “That wasn’t my plan.”
“Uh huh, sure it wasn’t, beautiful.” Matt frowned at her. It would have been more effective if the corner of his mouth hadn’t kicked up into a mischievous grin. “That’s why I can feel your cream all over my skin. I bet you are closer than we are now.”
A cold dribble tickled the crack of her ass and made her gasp as Eric swirled his fingers around the entrance. She could feel the goose bumps rise up across her heated ass cheeks. “We’re going to all get there together. You need a bit more patience.”
Matt held up a condom in front of her face. “Since you were so kind to crawl on up here, would you give me a hand?”
Jocelyn grinned and plucked the foil square from his fingertips. “I think I can stroke it down just fine.”
Eric was already opening one and sheathing himself so Jocelyn quickly did the same to Matt but not before giving the length of his cock a few hard strokes. As soon as his condom was completely covered he wrapped his hands over her hips and lifted her up. “Put me in.” His voice hardly sounded like his own as she reached down and angled his cock at her entrance.
They both moaned as his cock pressed into her body, gravity helping her as Matt eased the grip he had on her hips. In this position she wasn’t certain she could take all of him. The crown of his cock pressed tightly against her cervix when she sheathed him completely. It was an interesting and arousing sensation, feeling him pressing so far up inside of her. Before she could experiment with the sensation by rocking on him Matt wrapped his arms around her torso and pulled her down. “Don’t move, don’t even blink. I’m so damn close to coming already.”
She pressed kisses to Matt’s chest and traced the colorful designs inked on it. Eric liberally added more lube to her ass before moving behind her. He pressed a finger and then two into her ass, preparing her. It was thoughtful but at the moment she desperately wanted them both at the same time.
“Hurry.” She heard the desperation in her own voice as he teased her back entrance with his blunt head. She’d loved the feel of both of them inside her last time and wanted more than anything to feel that connection again.
“Oh, yeah, darlin’. You’re ours forever. Don’t you forget it.”
The pressure increased as he forged into her ass. She panted as the sensations washed over her, their intensity almost overwhelming.
She concentrated on breathing and staying relaxed as they commanded her body, stretching her to the point of pain, until that blissful moment when it morphed into the intense dark pleasure she was beginning to crave. Matt stroked her shoulders and back as Eric gripped her hips. They moved back and forth inside her with a lazy rhythm, showering her with compliments and promises of forever.
She’d never felt as cherished as she did in their arms. They’d seen past her fears and reached for the woman she’d kept hidden. It had to be love because nothing else could match the incredible feeling that she carried in her heart for both of them.
Reaching down, she linked her fingers with Eric’s at her hip, and with the other hand she caught one of Matt’s and held on tight. The passion grew like a wildfire, encompassing her in its embrace. When the ecstasy peaked she screamed out her love, feeling her men join her, warming her insides with liquid heat.
Epilogue
May 3
Jocelyn looked up where Eric pointed and saw the most romantic gesture they ever could have done. Next to the burnt-out shell of the house he and Matt had save her from, a large heart was carved into the tree she’d first looked at when they brought her out here. Inside the heart were the initials “M + J + E.”
“It’s perfect. I love you both so much.” It was a clue into their present lives for future generations to wonder over.
A tear slipped down her cheek and Matt brushed it away with his thumb. “I love you, beautiful. I’ve known that from the moment I watched you almost rear-end old Mr. Roberts’s pickup truck.”
She fought the urge to roll her eyes. Matt had a strange idea of romantic notions. Leave it to him to think of a potential car crash as a sign. “You couldn’t have gotten a good look at me.”
“Didn’t need to.” His casual shrug was filled with self-confidence. “I knew you were special and when I bumped into you a few hours later, I knew for sure you were meant for me.”
He bent and kissed her, a sweet soft kiss that promised a future of many more years. She smiled up at him when he pecked the end of her nose before turning her around to face Eric, who was grinning from ear to ear.
“I’ll love you forever as well.” Eric stepped closer and ran the backs of his scarred fingers along her cheek before tucking some hair behind her ear. He left his hand there cupping her jaw. He angled her head and kissed her. The passion simmering inside her flared at his touch. “I might not have caught on as quickly as my cousin but it didn’t take me long to catch up. You’re meant to be between us, darlin’, and now anyone who sees that tree will know it.”
Jocelyn looked back up at the carved initials. She’d be willing to bet it was Matt’s idea but Eric was the one who’d carved their love. Did they understand that she spent so much time looking in the past that she was touched by the sign they were leaving for the future?
“Looks like there is a hell of a storm blowing in again,” Matt said as he and Eric looked up at the sky. “We better head home, light a fire, and hunker down for the night.”
“Harry Potter?”
“Fast and Furious?”
The guys both spoke at the same moment, making her laugh. “Why don’t we leave the TV off and make our own movies?” she suggested.
The incredulous looks on their faces she expected, but a second later they grabbed for her. Laughing, Jocelyn ran back to the truck, each hand being held by a man she loved. This is where sh
e was meant to be. Matt and Eric loved her for who she was and she knew they would always support her. She’d never believed in love at first sight but how could she deny the truth. No matter what happened between the McLeans and Baldwins, she’d watch from a front row seat as their future unfolded, safe and secure between her two men.
THE END
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