She spread her legs wider, offering herself.
Cory grabbed her hips and thrust into her. “I can’t hold back.”
“Don’t,” Lacey said around Nick’s thickness.
“Wait.” Nick leaned over, pulling free of Lacey’s mouth, and rummaged in the nightstand. When he straightened, he tossed a foil packet to Cory.
Cory tore open the packet and slipped the condom over his dick.
Lacey rewarded Nick with a gentle squeeze on his balls as she sucked him back into her mouth. Not only was Nick sexy, he was a gentleman, and thought of protection when she was too into the moment for her brain to engage.
“Damn, woman, you’re hot,” Cory moaned. He pumped in and out of her, alternating between poking a finger in her ass and slapping her bottom.
The sting of Nick’s hands pulling on her hair and the assault on her cunt had her rising quickly to the peak, pitching her over into a cataclysmic orgasm. Her body shuddered and her eyes closed as she savored the impact.
Nick’s breath caught as he witnessed his little brother sliding his cock into the woman giving him a blow job. He nearly shot his wad that very second. He’d never thought he’d get off on a ménage. But here he was hotter than he’d ever been in his life. It had been over ten months since he’d had sex, and he was coming too fast. Even when he was married, sex hadn’t been often. His ex was never in the mood.
She’d divorced him based on neglect, stating she’d been left too often by herself, while he worked late at the shop or out on their little ranch. Not until the divorce was final had he discovered she was having an affair. No wonder she hadn’t wanted sex. She’d been getting it from the neighbor’s gardener all along.
He was so ready to come as Lacey swallowed his penis over and over. A man wasn’t meant to go that long without sex. Masturbation in the shower only got him so far. A real fucking was what he needed.
With his fingers clenched in her hair, tingles spread throughout his body, his groin tightened, and his cock swelled so hard it hurt. Nick held himself in check by the slimmest thread of control. The woman was so damned sexy, he could easily lose it.
When Lacey’s body stilled and her fingers clutched his balls a little too snugly, he could tell she’d reached her climax. Nick refused to release. He wanted what Cory was having, his cock buried deep in Lacey’s pussy.
Cory slammed in once more and remained buried for a full minute before pulling free. “Wow, Lacey. You’re amazing.” Cory scooted away and fell onto his back. “I’m all in.”
Nick tugged Lacey’s hair, pulling her off him. “I’m not. Are you?”
Lacey stared up at him, her mouth curving. “Not hardly. Want me to play sub to your dom? I could get into a little BDSM. How about you?”
He frowned. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You can be the master. I’ll do whatever you tell me. If I don’t, you can punish me.” She waggled her brows.
“You trust me to do that?”
“I wouldn’t ask you if I didn’t trust you.” She smiled up at him. “Now, are you game?”
His frown deepened. “If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.”
“Oh, this is rich. Big brother getting into BDSM. I never thought I’d see the day.” Cory folded his arms behind his head. “Nick, you’ve got a tiger by the tail with that one.” The younger man rolled over and retrieved a necktie from a stack of clothes on the floor. “Here, start with this.” He handed Nick the tie.
Nick stared at the tie. “What am I supposed to do with this?”
“Really?” Cory laughed. “Tie her up. That’s what you want, isn’t it, Lacey?”
“I’ve been very bad.” She touched a finger to her lip. “I might run away.” She inched toward the edge of the bed, trailing a fingernail along Nick’s length. “I’ve had some very naughty thoughts about fucking in front of an open window where all the old biddies of town can see.”
Nick’s eyes widened. “Are you kidding me?” The image emblazoned on his mind of Lacey cavorting in front of the open window made his cock even harder.
“See? I’m very bad.” Lacey winked at him. “I should go before I act on those thoughts.” She slipped off the bed, her breasts bouncing saucily.
Nick couldn’t let her go, not with a hard-on to beat all hard-ons. He grabbed her wrist and looped the tie around it. “No. You have to stay and see this through.”
“Is that an order?” she challenged.
Nick glanced at Cory. When the younger man nodded, Nick forced steel into his voice. “Yes. That’s an order.” Then he whispered. “If at any time you think it’s too much, just tell me. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yes, master.” She ducked her head, her hand sliding over her belly to her pussy. “I’ve been bad for fornicating with another man in your presence. What is my punishment, master?”
“Tie her to the bed,” Cory suggested, then added, “On the side nearest to the window. Mrs. Biedel, in the house next door, likes to snoop. When I was taking dance lessons from Kendall, the old lady had it spread around town that I was paying her for sex.”
Nick’s brows rose. “I can’t do that to Lacey. Think of the rumors that will get started.”
Lacey’s hand cupped her crotch, a finger slipping between her own folds. “Rumors about me make me hotter. Consider it a favor, master.”
“Quiet, woman,” Nick barked, trying to think with his head, not his dick. “And stop doing that with your finger. It’s making me nuts.”
“Yes, master.” She tipped her head downward, a secret smile curling her lips as she lifted her finger from her clit to pinch her nipple.
Nick groaned. “Fine!” He bound her wrist with the necktie and secured it to the headboard on the side closest to the window. “Lie on the bed.”
“Yes, master.” She dropped onto the bed.
Her naked body made Nick’s cock twitch in anticipation of what would come next. The game she was playing had his blood burning through his veins. He’d never forced himself on a woman. His ex had never wanted to play…with him. But Lacey…
The woman had more gall than a whore on the street corner and it brought out the beast in him.
Cory rolled off the bed and shoved the mattress closer to the open window. “That ought to raise the old woman’s blood pressure.”
“Hmmm. And she’s a member of the Temptation Garden Club.” Lacey purred. “Perfect.” Her knees dropped to the sides, exposing her lush, wet pussy to Nick. “Are you going to fuck me?”
“Need help holding her down?” Cory lifted Lacey, slid behind her back and reached beneath her legs, pulling her knees up, spreading her even wider. “How’s that?”
Nick was beginning to think he’d gotten into something way over his head, but he couldn’t walk away. Not now. No way. “Yes, hold her. She deserves punishment and I plan to give it to her.” Question was how? “Geez it’s hot in here.” If Nick could loosen his collar, he would. But he was naked.
“I’m on fire,” Lacey moaned. Her hand reached down to caress her clit.
“There’s a few long-necks left in the fridge.” Cory nodded to Nick. “Maybe she’d like a drink.”
Nick stepped away from the bed and took the few steps into the kitchen to grab the beer from the fridge, the coolness of the bottle bringing him back to his senses. Almost.
At that point, he should have run. But his cock led him back to the bedroom where Cory still held Lacey’s legs back and her pussy glistened in the light from the lamp.
Nick twisted the top from the bottle and took a long draw, hoping the cool liquid would temper his own heat.
Then he held the bottle to Lacey’s lips. “Drink.”
She wrapped her lips around the bottle like she’d wrapped her lips around his cock.
Nick’s hand shook as he tipped the bottle, pouring a generous swig into her mouth. A small amount trickled out the side of her mouth and down her neck.
His gaze followed the trail of the beer as it dribbled between her breasts. He bent to tongue the drop.
Her chest rose up and she twisted to the side, presenting a taut nipple for his mouth to consider, ripe and full like vine-ripened fruit.
Nick couldn’t resist. He took a bite, nibbling on the hardened tip, rolling it between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue. God, she tasted sweet.
Her free hand captured his balls and squeezed. “What would you like to do to me, master?”
Slipping into the fantasy wholeheartedly, Nick replied in a deep voice, “Fuck you like a whore.”
“Geez, Nick, could you be a little more crass.” Cory chuckled.
“Umm.” Lacey slid her tongue across her lips.
Nick swallowed the last of the beer and reached out to set the bottle on the floor, but at the last minute changed his mind, dirty thoughts sprouting like seeds in his head.
He trailed a finger from her bellybutton to the thatch of hair covering her sex, then parted her folds, exposing the nubbin of her desire. With a flick, he tapped her clit.
Lacey gasped, her ass rising off the mattress, her thighs straining against Cory’s hold. “Oh, master, please…do it again.”
Nick flicked it again.
Lacey moaned, closing her eyes.
Nick slapped her thigh, gently. “Eyes open,” he demanded. He liked how dark Lacey’s brown eyes got each time he touched her.
Her eyes popped open, her breathing growing more tortured. “Hurry. I’m so close.”
He puffed out his chest. “I’ll do as I please.” A few minutes ago, he’d have been appalled at his words. Nick was amazed how quickly he was getting into the master-slave thing, much faster than he’d thought possible.
Cory chuckled. “Nice, Nick.”
Nick turned the beer bottle upside down, letting the last of the alcohol drip onto Lacey’s clit.
Her chest rose and fell on a silent gasp. “Sweet. You’re getting the hang of it.” Her voice practically purred.
Nick’s cock twitched. He wanted to drive into her and fuck her until she screamed, but first he wanted her to want him as badly as he wanted her.
Still holding the chilled bottle, he slid it across the drops of beer.
Her gaze followed the long-neck’s path as he slid it lower, to swirl it around the opening to her wet, glistening pussy.
Making her hot was igniting Nick into an inferno, but he held his own raging desires in check as he built on Lacey’s.
Lacey leaned forward, her glance glued to what he was doing with the bottle. “Are you going to…”
“I am.” He pressed the mouth of the bottle into her cunt, sliding it easily into her slick channel.
Lacey leaned back against Cory’s chest, her eyes rolling upward. “So cool…so fucking hot.”
He pulled it out.
She lifted her head and wailed, “Don’t stop!”
“Are you demanding?” Nick slapped her thigh, hard enough to leave a red mark like Cory had, feeling a little stab of guilt that he might be hurting her.
She flinched, her tongue snaking out to moisten her lips, her eyes flaring at the punishment. Clearly Lacey was true to her word and liked it a little rough. She sucked in a breath and whispered, “No.”
Nick sucked in air and forced himself to say, “Who is the master?”
Her mouth curved into a little smile that had Nick’s gut knotting. “You are.”
“Then ask me…the right way.” He held the bottle close to her pussy, but refused to insert it until she played along.
“Oh, please, master. Please do it again.”
He hesitated a moment more, prolonging her torture, before he slid it into her and back out again.
Each time he pushed the bottle in, her head rose up, her body tightened and she held her breath.
After a few more pumps with the bottle, Nick had her where he wanted her, on the verge of orgasm. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her.
He pulled the bottle out and set it on the floor.
“Wait, please, master…I want more.” She struggled against Cory’s hold.
“I don’t know what you’re planning, but I can’t hold her much longer.” Cory grunted, his hands slipping along Lacey’s thigh.
“You can let go.” Nick was ready to finish what he’d started. After ten months, he’d have his release and Lacey would know just who was the master. He slid a condom over his engorged cock.
Cory let go of Lacey’s thighs and scooted out from beneath her.
Before Lacey could reach for the tie binding her to the bed, Nick positioned her thighs over his shoulders. His knees dug into the mattress as he plunged deep into Lacey’s cunt.
Her heat surrounded him, the muscles of her channel clenching around his engorged cock. For a moment he savored the feel of her. Then he was slamming in and out like a racehorse pounding toward the finish line.
“Yes!” Lacey cried out. “Yes!” She dragged in a deep breath and let it out slowly on a moan.
Beyond endurance, Nick thrust one more time, held for an agonizingly exquisite release. When his cock stopped throbbing, he sat back on his heels, breathing hard as he eased Lacey’s legs to each side of him. For a moment, he stared down at the apex of her thighs, amazed by the intensity of his release. He traced a line from her clit to her dripping pussy. “That was incredible.”
Cory stood at the open window. “Yeah, and Old Lady Biedel is glaring out her window.”
Lacey grinned. “Good. My work here is done.” She caressed Nick’s flagging shaft and smiled up at him. “Thanks for a good time.” She climbed to her feet, swaying slightly, then crossed to Cory where she stood naked in full view of the open window and kissed the boy, her hands sliding down over his ass. “You two aren’t bad. Perhaps I’ll consider a replay. We’ll see.” She stooped to retrieve her shorts, then she sauntered out of the room, her hips swaying, her dark brown hair swinging down to her waist.
Nick wanted to stop her, to go for round two right then. He stood and took a step toward her.
Cory grabbed his arm. “Let her go.”
A burst of anger shot through Nick. He didn’t want her to go. He wanted her to stay through the night. He shook off his brother’s hold and took another step, bringing him to the threshold between the bedroom and the living-room-kitchen combo.
Lacey bent to grab her tank top from the floor where she’d dropped it.
Her curvy ass beckoned to Nick, making him want to take her from behind, to fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
“She told you she didn’t want strings,” Cory reminded him.