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Nothing like a little punishment to get the juices flowing.
That’s something that Reid should know all about. He is the master, after all.
With my hands on Mav’s shoulders, I roll my hips, thrusting my breasts into his face again, giving him the best lap dance I can manage.
I’m not a dancer. Far from it. I’ll always give it my all though. Something he’s more than aware of after catching me shaking my ass around the house numerous times over the years.
There’s a screech behind me as a chair is pushed back. I wait for one of them to appear, to try and break the unspoken rules I’ve put into place, but to my surprise, neither of them appears in my line of vision.
Who knew, Hawks can be obedient when they want to be.
Fighting the smug grin that wants to spread across my face, I shoot a look over my shoulder.
What I find makes my movements falter.
I might be all for punishing them, but fuck. A girl’s resolve is only so good.
Both of them have pushed back from the table, giving them enough space to spread their thighs. JD has his hand shoved inside his sweats while Reid has his curled fists on his lap, his hard dick obvious beneath the fabric of his pants.
My mouth waters for both of them. But it doesn’t matter how much I want them, there is only one man who is getting my full attention tonight.
And from what I can feel against my thigh, he is more than happy about that.
“You’re killing me, Dove.” JD groans, his hand moving slowly beneath the fabric.
“You might want to buckle up then, baby, because it’s only going to get worse,” I warn, much to his displeasure, if his pained groan is anything to go by.
“Give me everything,” Mav says loudly, ensuring they both hear.
“Knew there was a reason why we shouldn’t be friends,” JD deadpans as I back up off Mav’s lap and turn around.
Standing between his spread thighs, I bend at the waist and wiggle my ass at him.
Crack.
His loud spank rips through the air a beat before I cry out, heat blooming on my ass cheek, I’m sure along with his handprint.
“Fuck, yes.”
At my praise, he does it again. The shot of pain shooting straight to my clit.
My panties were already soaked just from having their eyes on me, but that’s just turned it up a few more notches.
Straightening up, I grind my ass down on Mav’s dick, my pussy clenching with its need to be filled by him.
Lifting my hands to my breasts, I up the ante for our spectators.
“That’s it, Dove,” JD praises while Reid continues to sit like a statue.
If he’s trying to look unaffected though, he’s failing miserably.
His eyes are like molten lava and I swear the imprint of his dick is even more prominent than before.
“Touch her,” JD demands, shifting in his seat, although I doubt it does anything to make him more comfortable.
I gasp when Mav’s hot palms land on my hips, pulling me down onto his lap before they slide to my thighs and spread them wide.
He hooks his feet around mine, keeping me exposed. Not that they can see anything with my panties still in place.
