He slid his hand under her body and found her core, hearingher gasp the minute he touched her.
And she was ridiculously wet.He let his fingers play in herpussy, loving how slick it was.
“Please, Garrett,” she said, her voice low and throaty.
He slapped her ass with his free hand.He might not be theultimate top in this threesome, but he had a title when it came to her.“Whatdid you call me?”
“Master,” she corrected quickly, pleading in her tone.“Master, please.Please save your poor sub.I beg forgiveness for the choices Imade this evening.”
He wanted to be her Master.
But he was starting to think he also wanted times when hewas her playmate and they both served the Master.
Keane chuckled.“Now we’re getting somewhere.Olivia, whydon’t you tell us what you’re apologizing for.”
She seemed to struggle to breathe as he held his hand stillagainst her pussy.“I’m sorry for walking out and not saying good-bye.I’msorry for not taking my phone so you could call me.I’m sorry for putting youin a position where you had to deal with another one of my terrible exes.”
Garrett slid a finger deep and felt her try to clench aroundhim.So desperate.This was right where she should be.“I’m happy to deal withany nasty ex you have.No need to apologize for that, but I will accept it forthe other things.You can’t just walk out.”
“Yes, Master.”
What would it be like to be Olivia right now?To be in theposition she was in.A reversal of sorts.What would it feel like to have hermouth on his cock, taking him to the edge and pulling away right before he wentover it.
What would that feel like?What would the orgasm be likeafter he waited that long?
What if it was Keane’s mouth on his cock?
He pulled his fingers away and tried to concentrate on thetask at hand because if he didn’t, he might embarrass himself right here andnow.“She’s ready.She’ll go off like a rocket the minute you get inside her.”
She would be ready for pretty much anything.She wouldlikely come more than once.
“Who said it would be me?”Keane asked in a tone thatGarrett only ever heard on a dungeon floor or on the ranch when he was workingand trying to make a point.Dark.Authoritative.“Or do you not want to fuckthat gorgeous sub?”
The desire he felt nearly wrecked him.He was fairly certainhe couldn’t get harder than he was right now.Maybe that was why he felt theway he did.All the blood in his body was in his cock.“You know I do.”
“And I want to watch you,” Keane announced.“Put on a showfor your Master.”
He could do that.Keane liked to watch, though he neverannounced it before.He would simply step back and watch.This felt more real.Like it was intentional.Like they were building something.
With shaking hands he untied Olivia’s wrists and gentlyeased her into his arms.“Don’t lose that plug.”
She pouted up at him.“Are you going to torture me more?”
She was gorgeous and sexy but also adorable, and that wasthe part that got to him.She could be so serious that when she flirted withhim and pouted, he felt ten feet tall.He and Keane could bring her out of thatshell she built because she’d been hurt so many times before.Her family couldlove her, but they couldn’t do this for her.They couldn’t give her thisparticular safe space she needed so desperately.
He carried her to the swing, settling her in so she wascradled with her backside in the air.
And her big, gorgeous tits were hanging.Oh, they needed oneof these.It held her securely but left everything important on display.He hadaccess to her pussy and ass and tits and mouth.All her prettiest parts wereoffered up to him and the Master.
Keane stood back, and his shirt had come off.He was wearinghis jeans and nothing else, his muscular chest on display.
If he wanted a show, Garrett could put on a show.He movedin front of her.The swing was perfectly placed so he could get to her pussy orher mouth.
He intended to have both.
After all, she’d gotten a warm-up.Didn’t he deserve one,too?
He hoped he didn’t blow the minute he felt her tongue on hisaching dick.
