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I shrugged, unable to say much with my mouth full.

The sound of fabric tearing filled the room when Ramsey ripped the slit of my dress with his free hand. He dropped his wet fingers to tease my bare pussy. “So I should just let the two of you go at it?” he asked, as he slipped between my folds.

His closeness and touch, and the threat in his voice made me slick with need.

“I should sit back and watch, while he slides his fat cock in your tight, wet pussy.” Ramsey dipped his fingers inside me, and I thrust into the penetration.

I couldn’t find my voice, as he pumped in me. When he pulled out, I felt empty, and I wanted more. This time he shoved his fingers, slick with my juices, in Hunter’s mouth. Watching Hunter suck him clean made me squeeze my thighs together.

“I think I like that idea.” Ramsey’s voice was low and suggestive. “Letting Hunter spill his load in you. Licking you clean after. Tasting both of you, while you writhe against my tongue.

I was pretty sure that was a submissive kind of thing, but there was nothing submissive in Ramsey’s posture or words.

“Would you like that, Taffy? Me, between your legs, sucking Hunter’s cum from your pussy?”

I licked my lips and nodded.

Ramsey turned to Hunter.

“I do like fucking Violet almost as much as I like seeing you on your knees,” Hunter said.

How was this the hottest thing I’d ever been involved in, when we’d barely crestedforeplay?

Thirteen

Hunter traced his thumb along my jaw, holding my gaze, and our conversation from earlier rushed back.

He dipped his head, lips millimeters from mine. “I meant all the good things. I want you here,” he murmured so softly I barely heard him, before claiming my mouth in a soft kiss. Hunter wasn’t rough like Ramsey, but his intensity and deliberate movements were their own kinds of arousing. He lay barely-there kisses along my bare shoulders and chest. Up my neck as he removed the necklace and set it aside. He let his nails glide lightly down my spine as he unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor.

Goosebumps covered every inch of my completely exposed body. I was on display in nothing but my lace-up heels, andfuckit made me wet.

Hunter moved to my front, to kiss down my chest, over my hips, along the tops of my thighs. The slow burn was excruciatingly delicious. He unlaced my shoes one at a time, barely touching my calves, and had me step out of the heels so he could set them aside.

The only contact he made was with not-particularly erogenous bits, but I was slick with need, and my chest heaved with each breath of anticipation.

Hunter stood and brushed his lips over mine. He gripped my wrists and raised my hands to kiss my palms. “Can I trust you not to touch anything? Not even yourself?”

“You’re asking a lot, but I’ll do it for you,” I teased. My desire was amplified by Ramsey’s silence. I couldn’t see him, but he was here watching everything.

Hunter let go of me and put some distance between us. He was as methodical about undressing himself as he had been me. Tie off first and set aside. Cuff links safely on the dresser. Belt whipped out with just enough snap to send a pleasant shiver down my spine. Shirt untucked and unbuttoned.

This was the most low-key, seductive striptease I’d ever seen, and Hunter did it all while watching my flushed and naked body. When he stripped off the remainder of this clothes, he was already hard, his cock thick and long and standing at attention.

He moved in for another kiss, as soft and simple as before, but he pressed closely this time, his bare skin searing against mine.

I reached to stroke his erection as it dug into my stomach, and he clucked.

“You promised no touching.” The calm warning in his voice was like fingertips dancing over my skin. He caught my wrists, grabbed his tie, and bound my arms in front of me.

Sexy, but ineffective. “I can still do plenty like this.”

Hunter gripped the knot and lead me by the writs to a nearby chair. As he sat he draped my arms over his shoulders, then grabbed my hips, guiding me to straddle his legs.

I felt like I was barely balanced, but he held me steady, guiding his dick between us rather than inside me. He didn’t stop me from grinding into him. Letting his cock slip along my wet pussy and tease my clit. The build left me lightheaded. Desperate. If this were Ramsey I’d beg. It may not get me what I asked for, but it would up the ante.

Something told me Hunter had a specific plan, and it would be worth riding out.

He half-prompted half-lifted me enough to penetrate me, gliding in easily and stretching me out. When he was buried inside, he hit that perfect spot that tingled from my toes all the way to my fingertips. He reached between us to tease my clit while I rocked against him.

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