She moved her mouth over his cock, going as far as she dared, then sucked on him.
“Fuck, yeah. That feels so good. Run your hand up and down the base. That’s it. You can squeeze harder, I won’t break.”
She watched in fascination as some cum leaked from the slit at the head of his shaft.
“Lick that up,” he ordered.
She reached out with her tongue. Slowly. And lapped it up. She hummed at the slightly salty taste.
“If you want to go any further then you’re going to swallow me, Gigi. No spitting me out.”
She shook her head. No, she wouldn’t.
“Then take me into your mouth. Move slowly to begin with, then faster. That’s it. In and out. Such a good girl to take me into your mouth. Fuck, you can’t begin to understand how hot your mouth feels around me.”
She was shocked by how much she loved this. She wanted him to come inside her. Wanted to give him that pleasure.
“I’m going to come soon, Gigi. Be ready. You lose any of my come and you’ll have to be punished.”
A shiver ran through her at those words. Damn, she might almost do it just to experience that punishment.
“That’s not the way you want to experience a spanking. If you want an erotic one, I’ll gladly oblige.”
What was wrong with her? She didn’t want one, did she?
Her insides tingled at the thought, but she concentrated on him, on bringing him pleasure. She heard him groan. His thighs trembled, and, on instinct, she took him deep, swallowing.
He let out a deep moan and then he came. She swallowed him down, clasping her lips around the shaft so as not to lose any. She kept hold of him until he wrapped a hand in her hair and drew her back. Then he pulled her up, and leaning down, kissed her.
Hard. Hot. A ravishment.
“Now it’s your turn.”
He watched as her eyes widened. Took a moment to feel pleasure at the surprise on her face then he struck. He stood and picked her up, placing her on her feet. He reached for those boxers she still wore, tearing them down her legs.
She gasped, reaching for her underwear, but he caught her hands in his. “Leave them there.”
There was embarrassment in her eyes, but it was outweighed by lust. “Sit on the chair. Arrange your legs over the arms.”
She looked puzzled, glanced down at the chair. He turned her towards it, slapped his hand down on her ass then rubbed the sting in. She gasped, looking over her shoulder at him.
“On second thought, lean over and put your hands down on the seat of the chair.”
Her eyes widened. She swallowed. “Sawyer—”
“You don’t want to experience a fun spanking? One given for pleasure? Are you scared?”
Would she be honest and admit it or shake it off with pride? Her gaze narrowed, those clever blue eyes narrowed. “I’d have to be a fool not to be a little fearful, wouldn’t I?”
“And even more so to lie to me about it.” He leaned over, nipped her shoulder. “Bend over, Gigi. Trust me.”
She shook her head, but she bent, placed her hands on the chair, digging her nails in, he saw. He knew she had reservations. About all of this. He didn’t blame her. They were three big, alpha males, each with their own quirks and a long-held secret. It wouldn’t be easy belonging to them.
He would need to make it well worth her while. He ran his hand over her pale globes. They wouldn’t be that way for long.
“You have a sexy ass.”
She snorted.