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“I give you control,” she replied.
I gave Dash one quick glance.
Game on.
“Before we get those cuffs locked, let’s get that shirt off. Up on your knees.”
She came up quickly and Dash helped her out of her top, carefully working the cuffs through her sleeve. I continued to watch, stroked my cock as he helped her off with her bra, too. I admired the black half cups, but I liked the look of it on my floor much better. As soon as she was bare to the waist, Dash took her wrists in his hand, looked her in the eye.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied.
“Good girl.” With deft fingers, he put her hands behind her back and I heard the click of the cuff.
He stepped back and we just looked at her. Her breasts were upturned, the tight, pink tips thrusting toward us.
“They’re just asking for our attention, aren’t they?” I asked, kneeling before her and taking one nipple into my mouth.
“Good thing there’s two of us, doll baby. You wouldn’t want one to be neglected,” Dash said before he leaned in and took her other one between his fingers, tugging and playing.
“Oh god,” she murmured.
I felt her jerk against the cuffs, heard the rattle of the metal as she whimpered. I smiled against her soft skin as I flicked my tongue against the hard tip, pressing it against the roof of my mouth as I sucked.
We were relentless, being gentle, then a little rough with her, but only paying attention to her breasts. I kissed along the lower curve, found a small freckle, got off on seeing the tan line. I pulled back to watch her face as Dash took his turn to take her in his mouth.
Her eyes were closed and her hair hung long down her back.
“More, sweetheart?”
“I’m going to come from just that if you keep it up.”
Dash stepped back and we looked at her. “Really?” he asked. “I love a good challenge.”
She whimpered and shifted, her breasts swaying. Her nipples were hard and glistening from our attentions. Her right one had a smattering of whisker burn.
“And you’re still wearing your pants,” I added. “But we don’t want her to come yet, do we?”
Dash arched a brow and grinned. “Nope.”
“What?” she moaned.
“We’re in charge, right?” Dash asked.
She pursed her lips, dropped her butt down onto her heels. “Yes, but that doesn’t mean I like you or your dimple,” she muttered.
Dash laughed and took her upper arm, helping her back up onto her knees. “Off the bed, doll baby.”
He helped her step down onto the wood floor. I came behind her, put my hands on her hips and pushed the stretchy fabric of her yoga pants down over her hips. “No panties,” I observed. “You were at my parents’ holiday party without any panties?”
She looked over her shoulder at me. “I told you I wasn’t dressed for it.”
“Naughty,” I said, turning her about so she faced the bed as Dash grabbed a pillow, put it at the edge so when I put a hand on her back and had her bend over, her hips were raised. Fuck, the tan lines on her ass were gorgeous, too. “And you need to be punished.”
“What? Why?” She tried to come up, but with her hands behind her, it was easy to keep her in place.
“You left us in Minnesota without saying goodbye. Without talking to us,” Dash said. His palm came down on her upturned ass with a light swat. Nothing too hard, but a bright pink handprint appeared almost immediately.
