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Gently, I pulled my thumb out of her mouth and smoothed my hands along her neck. We had never talked about breath play before, not that we had ever had a chance. An old partner had done it on me once, but I hadn’t enjoyed it much then. But now I could feel my fingers itch to dig into her throat.
She arched into my hold like she knew what I was after. I didn’t want to push her too far, so I was going to keep it simple. My fingers pressed against the sides of her neck, lightly at first, as I studied her reaction. Her eyes fluttered, and she made no move to pull away.
I increased the pressure in bursts, going slowly. Her pulse raced beneath my skin, but she relaxed into my grip, trusting me. My heart climbed into my throat. She trusted me. She knew I would never do anything to hurt her.
“Fuck,” Donovan winced. “If you squeeze any harder you’ll break my dick,” he griped, but the smile on his face told me he wasn’t really complaining. He quickened his pace, thrusting in and out of her with a chorus of grunts and groans. “I’m so close.”
I held Daphne in my hands, making sure she kept looking at me. I had tightened my grip as much as I dared, and I felt a sick satisfaction as she panted in my grasp.
She let out a garbled wail as she came, with Donovan following soon after. As my hands fell away from her throat, the pale skin blotted with red, I could feel something awakening within me. It was new and raw, but it was there. This wasn’t the time to explore what it meant, but the sight of Daphne coming apart beneath me filled me with a raging lust I couldn’t seem to shake.
But Donovan dropped to the bed, shaking me from my thoughts as Daphne rested between my legs.
We sat in the stillness for a few seconds, their heavy breathing the only sound in the room. Finally, he tilted his head towards me. “You’re behind, Marina. We’ve both cum twice, but you’ve only had one.” A lazy grin climbed across his face. “I’d be glad to give your pussy some attention.”
“Bold of you to think I’d let you touch me, let alone fuck me.”
He shrugged and fell back against the bed. “As you like. Though, I’d be more than happy to let you fuck me.”
His words took us by surprise. He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world, but surely I misunderstood. He’d let me fuck him?
That feeling came back, creeping in on quiet feet, and I finally realized what it was.
Power.
I had spent so much time trying to get close to Daphne that I had locked myself in a box, doing whatever I could to become desirable to her. In all that time I hadn’t noticed what I was missing. I wanted to dominate. I wanted to demand.
The words were out of my mouth before I could stop myself. But it was just as well. I didn’t want to stop.
“I wouldn’t mind making you cry.”
Fucking Donovan Sellers with a strap-on while he buried his dick in Daphne’s pussy wasn’t on my BINGO card, but at least now I could confidently add ‘adaptability’ to my resume. After all of this, I wouldn’t be too surprised to find a termination notice on my desk next Monday. HR would have me shipped to Siberia if they found out.
But God, it was worth it.
I had never given much thought to Donovan’s sexual proclivities, but the man clearly had a wide avenue of experience. He had zero qualms about preparing his ass for a dildo; in fact, he seemed excited about it. I certainly wasn’t judging, but I was surprised. I had noticed him flirting with Richard a few times in the past, but I had brushed it off as his personality. Now, I was wondering if there was something more.
He had prepared himself well, and the dildo slid inside him with nothing more than the expected resistance. He had picked it himself, and I supposed it was true that he always was an over-achiever.
There was a second piece that curled inward from the bottom of the dildo that rubbed against my clit every time I moved. It was a little dangerous.
I was slow at first, not wanting to hurt him. He took it well, but I could see how it affected him. His legs began to quiver, and if he hadn’t already been on his knees he might have fallen.
He had Daphne on all fours, his hands tight around her hips. I stood behind him, his pleasure at my mercy.
I pushed the bright purple dildo farther into his ass until it was halfway inside him. He gasped, unable to hold back his moans.
“Good boy,” I praised. “But I didn’t say you could stop moving.”
He whimpered but started to move his hips. He was trapped between us; every thrust forward into Daphne’s cunt meant he would spear himself on my dildo as he moved back. His skin was red as his body began to shake, but I knew he loved it. I could feel it.
“You like it, don’t you?” I whispered into his ear, my blood rich with power. “You like being used.”
Again his answer came as a warbled whine, but with each backward thrust he was taking the dildo deeper and deeper.
“You like having my cock inside you. You’re so greedy,” I purred. Up until then, I had let him do all the work, but I began to move my hips. A cry cleared his throat as the dildo went in deeper, almost seated to the hilt. I rested my chin on his shoulder to admire the view below me. Daphne’s body pulsed with each thrust, her ass jiggling with the impact. I slid my hand over the curve of her ass, still red from Donovan’s spankings. “Both of you are such little whores. What would everyone at the office think if they could see you now?”
Daphne’s arms gave out and her head dropped to the bed. She twisted the sheets beneath her hands and I wasn’t sure how much more she could take. I wanted to push her to the edge, then catch her when she fell.
