Lowering his head, Dietrich brushed his lips across her mouth. She opened for him instantly, surrendering herself to them without any restraints. God, he had been so right about her.
Dietrich allowed himself the pleasure of her lips and tongue. But he controlled the kiss and made sure she knew that. Whenever she tried to take control by sucking on his tongue and dominating the kiss, he tightened his fingers on her nipples, causing a soft groan to spill from her.
He broke away and leaned back. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was lusciously swollen from his ministrations.
“Blythe, look at me.” She slowly obeyed and stared up at Dietrich. “I want you to sit on the bed.” He ran his finger along her upper lip, loving how the dip in the center reminded him of a little bow.
“This is where you say, ‘yes, Sir’.”
“Yes, Sir.” The bed was only a few feet away, but he made sure she was steady as she walked over to it and did as she was told. What she needed to fully understand was that he enjoyed Stellan as well.
Oh, he had seen the arousal on her face when she watched the two of them together, but he wanted to see her reaction when he took it to the next level.
“Baby, you realize I enjoy the pleasure Stellan can bring me, too?”
She nodded, but as he continued to look at her, she quickly added, “Yes, Sir.”
“I want you to watch exactly how much I enjoy my sub pleasuring me.” He could see her desire clearly by the way her nipples hardened further and how she pressed her thighs together.
There was no doubt the sheets below her would be wet from her pussy juice, and that image had a spear of lust slamming into him.
Keeping his eyes on her, he spoke to Stellan. “Stellan, get on your knees and suck on my cock in front of our sub.” The way her eyes widened had the corner of Dietrich’s mouth turning up.
Oh yes, this was definitely going to be a night for firsts.
Chapter Fifteen
Oh. Is this really about to happen?
Blythe stared ahead of her as Stellan dropped to his knees in front of Dietrich. Despite seeing them by the pool, which now seemed like ages ago, watching Stellan get into position to give Dietrich a blow job was surreal.
Her pussy was soaked, and her clit and nipples throbbed in time with her pulse. They still wore their suits, and the sight of their big, hard bodies dressed so elegantly sent waves of heat through her. Dietrich loosened the tie around his neck, but didn’t remove it.
The bright red silk looked like spilled blood, hanging loosely around his throat and falling down his chest. He then undid the first few buttons of his stark white shirt. The sight of his swatch of tanned, hard chest had her shifting on the bed, trying to relieve the ache that settled between her legs.
With Stellan knelt before him, it was hard for her to see what was happening. As if reading her mind, Dietrich shifted to his side, causing Stellan to do the same. With the men’s sides facing her, Blythe watched in rapt awe as Stellan licked his lips and looked up at Dietrich.
Dietrich ran his hand over the other man’s head, as if he were a treasured cat and needed a good petting. It was a bit bizarre to see such a large and intimidating man as Stellan Alfonso kneeling before another.
When he had wrapped his arms around her and taken her mouth in a brutal kiss, dominance had poured out of him. Blythe may not live the lifestyle they did, but she had read enough about it to know Stellan was known as a switch. He clearly liked to submit and dominate.
When Dietrich’s hard cock was revealed, her breath stalled. It should have been no surprise that his dick was incredibly big, just like the rest of him.
It was clearly the biggest shaft she’d ever seen. As if the next acts played in slow motion, Blythe watched with heightening arousal as Stellan opened his mouth, leaned forward, and wrapped his lips around the head of Dietrich’s cock.
He gripped Stellan’s hair and started to slowly pump his hips in and out of the other man’s mouth. Aside from a few porn movies she had watched, nothing could have prepared her for seeing a shaft sliding in and out of another man’s mouth.
The glossiness of Stellan’s saliva was starkly visible along Dietrich’s dick. Her eyes were trained on the sexual act before her, but when the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, she lifted her eyes to Dietrich. He stared at her with a smoky, half-lidded expression.
“Come here.” Blythe stood on unsteady legs and slowly moved toward them. Stellan never stopped sucking Dietrich’s cock.