Cuffed (Hidden Pleasures, #2) (2 page)

Oh, hell yes
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“You wanna grab my ass?” He cocked one eyebrow and winked at her. Sex should be hot and he needed control, but it should be fun too.

She grinned and nodded. “Yes Sir.”

The head of his cock popped into her pussy and she gasped. “Grab my ass and I’ll fuck your tight, wet cunt.”

She cocked one eyebrow and dug her nails into his cheeks. “Like this, Sir?”

He slipped his free hand behind her neck and coiled the soft strands of her hair around his fist. “Fuck yes.”

Unable to hold back any more, he slid his dick into her tight cunt and lost control. He pounded into her, the slap of their bodies hitting as he fucked her like a goddamn musical. “Holy fuck you’re so fucking wet. You like this? Me fucking you with my huge dick?”

“Oh yes. Fuck me hard Sir. Oh-oh-fuck-ohohoh-fuck. Fuck that cunt. Fill it with your hard dick.”

The position of her ass made it hard for her to move, but she yanked his hips forward, encouraged his rough fucking. So slick, wet, and hot....her breasts bounced on her chest with each thrust, her teeth dug into her lower lip as she bit down...Her pussy walls clenched around him, massaged his dick from base to tip, and she screamed as she came around him.

“Yes. Come. Come all over me.” He had to taste her cream. Had to lick her pussy. Lap up her cum and feed it back to her from his tongue. The head of his dick came free with a pop, and she whimpered, her face filled with disappointment and need. Pure need.

“Don’t worry, Ronnie. I’m not done with you.” He dropped to his knees and lunged for the wet, hot pussy bared to him. It was a feast just for him. He gorged on her slick cunt, lapped at her full, swollen lips and the bud of her clit.

With two fingers he drew her hood back and sucked her clit into his mouth and bit down.

“Sir!” She squirmed her hips, bucking against his mouth, smeared her cum all over his face.

In a swift, hard breach he shoved three fingers into her pussy and his pinky into her ass. God, he was gonna fuck that ass. She’d probably never had anal.

“Come on my face. Come for me, now. Again.” He devoured her cunt, smiling as her muscles clenched and grabbed at his probing fingers. He curled them forward and stroked her G-spot.

“Gavin...Sir...fuck....” She came again, thrashed her head from side to side.

“Yes.”

I have to have more of that pussy.

In a surge, he stood upright, yanked her from the couch and onto the floor. Put her left knee over his shoulder. His dick sank into her quivering cunt and he plowed into her, desperate to fuck her until she passed out.

“Unh-uh-unh. Sir. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” She raised her hips from the floor to his, fucking him back, her greedy pussy swallowing the whole length of his dick. He went so deep he collided with the end of her cunt.

The bite of her nails scored his arms, and he adjusted his thrust to pound into her from a different angle. The wet squelch of their bodies slapping filled the air.

“Are you gonna come for me again, baby? Are you?” He teased her clit with one finger and she groaned. Using two fingers, he pinched the bundle of nerves. “Come on sweetheart. Give up. Let my cock and the pounding I’m giving this gorgeous pussy take you over the edge. I need it. I need your cum.”

Lines creased her forehead and she tossed her head from side to side. He rubbed her clit with his thumb in a small circle and she broke. The walls of her cunt clenched and rippled on him. He looked down, pride surging through him. White cum covered his dick. His balls tightened even more and tingles spread in his lower back. He had to come inside her. He had to mark her pussy with his seed. It was imperative to coat her pussy inside and out with his cum.

Pleasure spread and exploded, spots danced in front of his eyes. Cum spurted from his shaft, emptied into her. When his orgasm felt like it was about halfway through, he grabbed the base of his dick, withdrew, and aimed it toward her pussy lips. The jets of cum shot all over her lips and clit, landed in her curls. Their cum mixed together and slid to the carpet.

Damn. Fucking hell.
He swallowed hard and took deep breaths. Sweat slicked her hair to her forehead as she gazed down at their groins. He released her leg to the floor and kissed each nipple, her cleavage, and worked his way up to her mouth. She opened to him, tired but eager, accepted his kiss with a sigh.

“That was fucking perfect.”

The wet heat of her tongue lapped at his neck and she leaned back, a smile on her face. “I never knew sex could be so good, Sir.”

“You like a good, hard fuck with a man who tells you what to do.” He stood and helped her up. Already his mouth watered at the prospect of licking and sucking on her big nipples. Big tits were such a turn on.

“Yes Sir.” She fidgeted and stared at the carpet. “Sir, will Luis be angry?”

He tipped her chin up, and pecked her nose. “Look at me when you address me. I’m not like some Doms who want their sub to look at the floor. I need to see your face.”

She nodded and waited, her hands wringing. He coiled his arms around her, a deep satisfaction settling in him when she sighed and her muscles relaxed. “No he will not. He knew I was coming over to get you. He knew how much I’ve wanted to fuck your pussy, to be balls deep inside you. We share you. There are no secrets between us. Okay?”

“Okay Sir.”

He clasped her small hand in his and led her to the shower to get cleaned up.

R
onnie paced beside Gavin, the warmth of his large form radiating into her. Anticipation had built all week as they talked on the phone and got to know each other better. He and Luis had sent her texts or called every day, sometimes talking to her together, sometimes alone. It was weird, it felt like she was dating two guys at the same time, and they liked it. She liked it.

How strange that a chance encounter in the hallway of her apartment had lead her to having not one but two...what? Boyfriends? Dates? Doms? Lovers?

Yeah. Lover worked. Lovers who were Doms.

She wondered if the men were bisexual, but was afraid to ask. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it if they were. Hell, the whole budding relationship was unconventional. But for the first time in her life, she felt...right. Settled somehow and happy. If she’d known sex could be this incredible, she’d have run to the club with Shea months ago.

But was it this great because of the men or the dominance or both? If someone else dominated her, would it be as good? She just didn’t know.

I don’t want anyone else to dominate me. It’s too intimate. They see everything.

Gavin guided her into the entrance and around the crowd gathered at the edge of the dance floor. The crack of leather striking flesh resounded; a low toned instrumental surging through the club’s speakers. A woman groaned. Whether in pain or ecstasy, she didn’t know.

Curious, she paused, and Gavin stood next to her, silent. Probably watching her to gauge her reaction. He’d been doing that a lot. Studying her. Instead of freaking her out, his scrutiny gave her a sense of safety and being cared for. It was like he internalized everything she did so that he could give her what she needed. Maybe wanted, and didn’t even realize.

A nude, blonde woman with her hair bound in a bun was strapped to a large X shaped cross in the middle of the room. Red lash marks criss crossed her back. The lights illuminated the wetness on her upper thighs. A second woman in knee high leather booths and a matching g-string paced in a small circle around her submissive, her small tight breasts jiggling, holding a whip with several long tails.

He leaned in close and whispered in her ear. “That’s Angelique. She’s a Domme. And her sub, Christy, is on the St. Andrew’s cross. Christy loves flogger play. They do demonstrations here about once a month.”

She winced when Angelique snapped the leather tails on her sub’s buttocks, but a light pulse radiated from her cunt.

He slid behind her and kissed the sensitive area behind her ear. “Does it frighten you?”

“Yes Sir.” Another crack of the whip. Christy groaned and wriggled. She shifted her weight to ease the friction on her swelling clit.

The rough skin of his palm smoothed down the front of her low cut dress and he cupped her right breast. “But your nipple is hard. Your pulse racing...you’re turned on.”

“No Sir.” She flinched, her heart tripping over itself in a bid to crawl out of her rib cage.

“Liar.” He pinched her nipple and tugged the hem of her dress up. She gasped and fought his hand. Everyone could see her ass and freshly shaved pussy. “Shh...I told you I like to be watched.” He slid his forefinger into her slit and pressed down on her clit. “You’re wet. Hold still. Most people are watching Christy and Angelique. Keep your eyes on them. It’s okay. This is okay here. I’m your Dominant. I’ll take care of you. Let me show you something new.”

She fought her inclination to run, squiggling in his grasp. He did not relent, applying pressure to her clit and tweaking her nipple. Reluctant, but in tune with her own body enough to recognize he was right, she settled and waited.

“Mmm...there’s my sweet sub.” He slid his fingers in a ‘V’ around her clit and into the wet depths of her cunt. This was embarrassing, but she wanted to please him. To see where he would take her. All her focus centered on him, despite his order to watch the women. How could she watch them, when he teased her so? She’d taken ibuprofen at home, her pussy sore from the pummeling fuck he’d given her, but the pleasure arcing through her right now erased any pain.

He thrust deeper and moved his fingers in a circle. “Are you in pain?”

“I’m just a little sore, Sir.”

“Hmm.” He withdrew and tipped his head back to look at her face. “I did fuck you pretty hard.”

“It’s okay Sir. I think...well.” A giggle bubbled up and she kissed his cheek, wanted to erase the deep concern she recognized in his expression. The second her lips left his flesh, she covered her mouth with her hand. Uh oh. What if he was mad? He hadn’t told her if it would be okay for her to kiss him without being invited.

A twinkle lit his eyes and he grinned. “You can kiss me whenever you want, Ronnie. Whether we play or not. I hope you want to.”

“I do, Sir.” Warmth and happiness burbled up in her chest. She twisted in his grip and went on tip toe so she could reach his mouth. Their lips brushed together, and she teased him with the tip of her tongue. He opened his mouth and sucked her tongue inside. Delight coursed over her and moisture pooled in her cunt. Sore or not, she wanted him again.

He gripped her ass and ground his cock into her belly. Damn, she wanted him. She gripped his hair and rubbed her hard nipples against his chest.

A second set of hands wound around her waist and she startled. Blunt teeth bit down on the back of her neck and hands slid around the front of her thighs, under her dress hem, and two sets of fingers probed at her pussy.

“Ahh...you two are starting without me.” Luis’s rich, deep voice rasped in her ear and she broke away from Gavin’s mouth.

She wanted to kiss him too, her darkly sexy Latin lover, so she grabbed his shirt front with one hand and tipped her face up to him and waited. Gavin wasn’t as domineering as Luis. She knew on an instinctive level Luis would want her to wait to receive his kiss or to command her to kiss him.

Luis parted her pussy lips, the cool air of the club swirled over her bared ass cheeks. Gavin’s chest warmed her from the front, and Luis plastered against her from the back.

Luis slid his finger into her and she hissed, and then whimpered. “Did Gavin fuck your pussy today? Make you a little sore?”

“Yes Sir.” The pain started to fade, became a bone deep pleasure.

Gavin tugged the front of her dress down and sucked on her nipple. The crack of the flogger settled into back ground noise, Christy’s increasingly loud moans were an erotic counter point to the pleasure the men gave her. The thick width of Gavin’s finger joined Luis’s and they thrust deep into her together. Shit, she was going to come right there, in front of everyone. Luis used the heel of his hand to stimulate her clit and crammed another finger inside her. Gavin matched him.

Fuck...it’s almost too much....

She groaned and sagged between them. Luis kissed and sucked on her neck and Gavin continued to feast on her tits. They moved their fingers together and stretched her so tight.

“You like this? Us finger fucking you together?” Gavin’s light eyes caught her stare and he kissed her, fucked her mouth with his tongue.

“Yes Sir. Please...more...”

Luis struck her ass. “Come for us and we’ll take you into an alcove and fuck your brains out.”

She cried out when he spanked her ass again and undulated her hips. “I...I...oh shit....I don’t want to come here where everyone will see.”

“We know you like to be watched, Ronnie.” Luis whispered into her ear, his breath hot and strong on her lobe. “You are excited by others’ eyes on you...the way they want you...how jealous they are of us with our fingers deep in your cunt and our mouths on your tits.”

“We won’t stop until you come. I’ll eat your sweet pussy right here, lick that little clit until you come over and over again...come for us and we’ll take you somewhere private.” Gavin bit down on her nipple and licked his way up her cleavage.

Her Doms impaled her on their fingers. Luis sucked on her ears and Gavin assaulted her breasts with his lips, tongue, and teeth. The pressure and speed of the finger fucking increased. Pain flared, but she embraced it, rode it to a new high. There was no stopping the orgasm. Her cream flowed over their hands and her muscles clenched around them. She shook and held onto Gavin as orgasm spilled through her.

Tears coursed down her cheeks and she hid her face.

How many people had seen her? What did they think?

Luis snuggled into her back and stroked her hair. “What a good girl you are.” He presented his fingers to her. “Clean them off; I want you to lick them clean. I love to watch you suck my fingers.”

She suckled on him, eager to please him, her musky flavor exploded in her mouth. Gavin watched, licked one of his fingers, and slid the other into her mouth along with Luis’s. It was so hot; her clit throbbed and swelled with need.