He drank her in, his tongue sweeping and plunging, in and out. She met his ardor stroke for stroke. Unable to help himself, he brought her hand to his body, placed it over the ridge in his pants. “Feel how much I want you, honey.”
He didn’t know what her reaction would be to that. He knew she wasn’t very experienced sexually. He began to worry he’d gone too far when, damn, she purred and squeezed him through his trousers.
God in Heaven, I’m going to blow my load
.
Michelle eased her hand away from him. “I’m wet, and I’ve
never
been wet before. Joe? Let’s stop kissing and get driving. I need to see the inside of that room very,
very
badly.”
He chuckled, partly because he knew that boldness was out of character for her, and meant for him alone, and partly out of sheer joy.
“Fasten your seat belt, Michelle. I’ll try not to get a ticket.”
“If a cop pulls you over, you could always just flash your badge. I’ve heard cops do that.”
Her smile was sweet, sexy, and cheeky as hell. Joe returned it and then did as she asked, pulling the car back onto the highway.
He would do his best not to get a ticket. Badge or no, that would take time, time that he would much rather spend naked and inside his woman.
* * * *
Jillian trembled, not from fear but from excitement. Naked, on her knees, arms stretched out, she waited for the next command. Her nipples had already pebbled, and her pussy became damp.
“We will only demand obeisance when we’re alone, but that doesn’t make you any less our sub when we’re here working during the day, or at a restaurant, or hell, in Houston attending the symphony. Do you understand, Jillian?”
Because he’d commanded her, she answered him as she’d only ever answered Robert. “Yes, Sir. I think so. I’m sorry if I’ve displeased you.”
“You haven’t displeased us. If you had, we’d punish you. We just want you to understand a few very salient facts. Sit up.”
David’s voice sounded very much like Robert’s just then. She wondered at that man’s silence. She wasn’t picking up on any real anger from either of them. She’d thought to hide from them both how turned on she got when they spoke to her in that unrelenting, commanding way.
They knew, of course, without her telling them. They knew just about every damn thing about her which was kind of unsettling—even if it was also heartwarmingly nice.
“Can you guess why we asked you to strip and submit?”
“I wanted to keep my business life and my private life in different boxes.” And even saying it that way was a kind of a prevarication, in a way. She rephrased it. “I wanted to keep work and pleasure separate and you don’t want me to.”
“You’re a very smart woman,” Robert said. She turned her head to meet his gaze. “By the time we’re done with you, sub,
you
won’t be able to keep work separate from pleasure. You won’t be able to step foot in this building without thinking about very exciting, extremely carnal pleasure.”
She couldn’t think how they hoped to…
oh, my goodness
.
They couldn’t mean to…could they?
“By the look on your face I guess you’ve figured out that we’re going to fuck you in every single room in this clinic.”
Jillian felt her eyes go wide. “
Now
?”
“Nice to know you think we’re that virile,” David chuckled. Then he pulled one of the chairs around so it was behind him. Before he sat, he unbuttoned then unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor.
His cock stood straight and hard and was already covered in a condom.
“Come here, sub. Straddle me, and take my cock inside that amazing cunt of yours.”
Oh my God! His cock makes my pussy
and
my mouth water.
Jillian had no thought to deny either of them what she really wanted. She felt graceful and beautiful and desirable—three things she’d never felt before meeting these men. She rose from her knees and went to David.
“My God, look at the hunger in her eyes. That’s sexy as hell.” Robert’s voice caressed her but it was his brother’s hands that fastened onto her waist as she knelt on the chair, her knees on either side of his hips. She placed her hands on his shoulders, and the heat of him from every point where her flesh met his raced through her body and warmed her down to her bones.
She shuddered as the latex-covered girth of his cock brushed against her clit. She would swear she could feel her pussy lips swell and her slit leak, preparing to receive him.
“I can smell you, baby.” David’s hot breath brushed her breast mere seconds before he took one of her nipples into his mouth. He bit lightly, swept his tongue over the small sting and then sucked her nipple into his mouth. He drew heavily and Jillian moaned.
David released her flesh. “Take my cock inside you, baby. God, every time I saw you today I imagined doing this here, and everywhere else in the place. Fuck me, sub. Fuck me well.”
Jillian reached down to center his cock just where it needed to be, between the lips of her pussy, touching his engorged flesh to her hot, wet entrance. Then she sank down on him, pleasure cascading through her as his cock slid all the way inside her to her cervix.
Jillian loved orgasms, but there was a pleasure just as rich, in some ways, and that was the pleasure of having one or the other of these men’s hot, hard, substantial cocks inside her body. She began to ride him, and thought the sensation of having him there better than just about anything on earth. The friction, the slide and push and fullness satisfied a need in her she’d not even known was there—not until these men had ordered their way into her life.
Thank God for them
.
She felt Robert approach, became aware of his body standing so close behind her.
“While you ride one master’s cock, your other master is going to play with your ass.”
Before she could ask him what he meant, she felt the cold silky glide of fingers covered in lube against the rosebud of her anus. The sudden foreign touch made her jerk in surprise.
“Oh my God.” Jillian shivered and clenched as her arousal shot through the roof.
“Our little sub likes that, brother.” David’s words bathed her nipple. The wet vibration against her sensitive flesh just made her arousal grow even more.
“Good.” Robert leaned closer and ran his tongue over the shell of her ear.
Jillian moaned. She’d never have believed she could get this horny. Everything these men did to her gave her more pleasure than she’d ever guessed could exist.
“I’m going to see how much I can stretch you, and then I’m going to fuck your ass. Unless you tell me no.”
How could one emotion be trepidation and excitement at the same time? Jillian had no answers. How could she? She was just beginning to discover her feminine powers.
“Do it. Please. I want everything. I want it all.”
“All right. Let me tell you how this is going to work. You’re going to continue to fuck David while I play with your ass.” He began to press his finger against the rosebud of her anus. She felt the burn, and the stretch, and she pushed back. Arousal continued to climb and she trembled with the hugeness of it. She moaned, and shivered, and it seemed to her that the men waited her out.
“David’s going to come, but you’re not.”
“What?” Jillian couldn’t have heard him correctly.
“Do not come, sub. That is an order.”
“But—” Not come?
Oh my God, how do I not come?
“Quiet. David will come, and then he’ll ease out of you, but continue to hold you on his lap and against his cock. Then I’ll work my cock into your ass. Once I’m in, you’ll be allowed to come.”
“
Oh God
.” Just hearing him tell her what they planned to do nearly made her climax. “I don’t know if I can stop myself from coming.”
David chuckled, a feral kind of sound that reverberated inside her belly, the way those race cars did at a NASCAR track. “You’d better stop yourself from coming, Jillian, or you’ll be in a lot of trouble.”
She had no chance to answer him then, because he combed his fingers through her hair, grabbed hold, and pulled her face down and into his kiss.
She opened to him, her mouth wide in hunger, her tongue wild in its greed as he stroked her, above and below. She moved on him, rising and falling, and quivering with need as sexual desire consumed her completely. She stopped thinking about where they were, and just gorged herself on this man. Yes, she submitted to their will, to the demands and commands of these men, but her prize was this wonderful cock fucking her, this delicious tongue drinking her, and the heat and the presence of the man behind her, working his fingers into her ass.
Oh my God, I live my life thinking I’m just not very sexual, and then I find out I’m a nymphomaniac!
Every one of her senses inundated, Jillian inhaled the aroma of her men, trembled under the stroke of fingers and hands, tasted the flavor of one while the heat and flesh of another pressed against her back.
She fucked one lover while the other prepared her ass for his cock.
Robert opened his mouth on her shoulder, and nipped at the same time he pushed one finger into her ass.
Oh, God, the rush of that, the spike in horniness that begged for climax! Jillian whimpered, a sound so feral, so primal, she knew it spoke volumes to the men pleasuring her as well as to her own inner woman.
One cock thrust in and out of her cunt, one and then two fingers thrust in and out of her ass, and Jillian wondered if she wasn’t just a little bit mad with the thrill of it all.
“You
will
surrender, sub. You’ll give over completely and become ours, completely.” Robert’s words drilled into her, into her heart and mind and body and soul. They shot deep, hitting someplace she’d kept hidden, a place of pure emotion and instinct—a place at the very core of her being.
That unknown center responded, releasing some hold she’d barely been aware of. She clenched her inner muscles, working both the cock and the fingers within her for one and then two caresses. And then she let it go, every single vestige of control. She let go and leaned into David. She quickened her pace and reveled in the height of her own arousal even as she put all her focus on the man she was fucking.
David must have felt the change for he broke their kiss. “Jillian, yes! Like
that
. God!” He grasped her hips and pumped into her hard once, twice, then growled and held himself deep. She felt his cock spasm, felt the heat of the semen that filled the condom, and clamped down on her own climax that began to coalesce in her uterus.
“Oh God, Oh God, please…I’m so close to coming!”
“Clamp down on it. Now!” Robert’s terse order thrilled even as it demanded her immediate obedience.
Jillian marveled at the way her body obeyed before her brain could even process the command. Her mind quickly got on board, taking this bit of control, exercising it in accordance to her master’s command.
Cock and fingers withdrew in the same heartbeat, and Jillian cried out. Then hands moved her slightly, bringing her closer to David as Robert changed his position. She felt more lube, a quick slide of it, and then the heat and the bulk of his latex-covered cock pressing against her anal opening.
The burn and stretch made her gasp, the pain both erotic and addictive. She pressed back against Robert’s cock, the dark desires that suddenly rose within her pushing her to take more, and more and more.
“You’re so fucking tight. I don’t want to hurt you, my sweet sub. Do you want me to stop?”
“More. Give me more.
Please, Master
.” Nothing mattered but this. She would surrender completely and gain everything. She would pleasure and be pleasured in turn.
“Hang on and
let go
.” Robert’s tone, terse, nearly pained, spoke of his effort to control, to keep his invasion slow and steady and measured.
She leaned into David and consciously relaxed every muscle in her body, and sighed when Robert’s cock slid all the way into her.
She loved the sensation of his balls bouncing against the base of her slit, loved the delicious thrill of having her ass so full. Even the pain of his entry thrilled her.
He moved, slowly, in and out, and she moaned, keeping her arousal in check, discovering how completely rich it felt to hang, frozen, on the precipice of the free fall. She felt a part of her fall even more completely under the spell of these two virile men. She submitted, yet had never felt so powerful, or so vital.
“Good girl. Whose ass is this I’m fucking?” Robert’s words demanded only one answer, and she gave it.
“Yours, Master.”
“Whose sub are you?” David’s voice, equally commanding, compelled her to reply.
“Yours, Master. I’m your sub. I belong to you both.”
“Yes.
Ours
.” Robert increased his pace, and she felt the threads of her control begin to unravel.
“Forever, Jillian. You’re ours forever. Come with me now. Let’s fly.”