Page 89 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

Eli

Harper’s breathing is already erratic. I can only begin to imagine what she thinks we mean. Jack and I have a different play style together than when we’re around the others. Normally, we’re all aggressive when it comes to Harper and we definitely like when she’s submissive.

But Jack likes submission too. And fuck, does it feel good to be in complete control of him and now her. And playing with them together will be amazing.

“Yes, sir.” Harper’s eyes have darkened.

I nod and look at Jack. “And you? Are you ready to give up control, Jack?”

Harper’s eyes widen as her gaze jerks to Jack.

He lowers his head. “Yes, sir.”

I rub my hands together. “Good. Kitten, stand between Jack’s legs, facing him.”

Harper rises and does as I ask. There’s so much out of control in our lives right now. But this... This is mine. They’re mine to play with until the sun comes up.

“Take off Jack’s shirt.”

Harper leans down and lifts Jack’s shirt up and over his head. She drops it to the side. Their eyes are locked on each other, and I can feel the potent desire building. Playing all together isn’t the same as this.

It’s easy for Harper to get overwhelmed with all of our dominance when we’re together as a group. But right now, she’s only listening to me. And so is Jack.

“Take her shirt off, Jack.”

He reaches for the hem, and she lifts her arms for him. He stands as he raises her shirt. When their stomachs brush, she inhales sharply. She’s already wet and aching for us. But she’ll need to be quiet.

“Stay standing, Jack.”

He straightens, rising. Their chests rise and fall together. They’re beautiful little playthings. My little playthings.

“Remove her bra.”

Jack reaches behind her and undoes her bra. He draws it off and discards it into the growing pile on the floor. His gaze drops to her breasts. The tips are already hard peaks, aching for his touch.

“His pants, kitten.”

Her fingers fumble with the buttons on his jeans. But I don’t give her any more commands. She pushes them over his hips and slides them to the floor. He helps by stepping out of them.

“While you’re down there, take off his socks.”

She follows my command before rising. They wait patiently. Her every breath brushes her nipples against his chest. A little shiver rushes over her, but I’m not in a hurry.

No, I want to savor this night. It might be a while before we get to play like this again. But I’m also aware we have school in the morning, and what Jack really needs is to get off and sleep.

“Come here, kitten.”

She turns to me and closes the distance between us. Her eyes lock on mine. I grab the front of her jeans and tug her between my legs. She gasps a little but doesn’t fight me. Her cheeks are flushed. I unbutton her pants and pull down the zipper.

“Jack, could you help our kitten please?”

Jack closes in on her back and pushes her jeans down her legs. When she goes to lift her leg, I catch her knee and bring it beside my hip.

“Do the same with the other leg, kitten.”

She straddles me and lowers herself to my lap.

“Her socks too.”