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“Then we stop,” he said. “But, darling, you’re not going to ask us to stop. You’re going to beg us to continue. Now lie back on my desk. I’m going to fuck your brains out.”
CHAPTER3
What the hell was she doing? She was on her first big assignment and she was about to fuck her suspects. Both of her suspects. Was she crazy?
And yet, she wanted this in the worst possible way. Today she’d realized how lonely her life was compared to what she witnessed between her brother and Stacy.
There was something about these two men that she couldn’t resist. And after talking to them in the truck about two men taking a woman, she’d been so intrigued, she’d decided to take a chance with them.
Then when she saw the desk in his office, she knew exactly what she wanted.
She wanted to be spread across his desk and taken from behind. She wanted him to make her come again and again.
It was like her professionalism went out the door and her need to feel a man shoving his way inside her overcame her. It had been so long.
Taking her hand, he laid her on the top of the desk. She felt so naughty, so daring. Kneeling between her legs, he kissed the inside of her leg, starting at her ankle, and she knew he was going to lick her pussy. Oh, how she wanted him to hurry. Her pussy was dripping with eagerness.
Slowly he traveled up her leg and she was so ready for him to put his mouth on her, but then he went back down to the other leg. A groan escaped from between her lips.
Ely stood to the side watching her and his mouth descended on her nipples, hot and slippery.
She cried as his teeth nipped her hardened kernels.
“Does it hurt,” he asked.
Surprised, she realized it felt good. Very good.
“No,” she gasped and he grinned at her.
“I can’t wait to put nipple clamps on you.”
What in the hell were nipple clamps? She’d been in college studying, working to get a degree that would keep her out of the poverty she’d grown up in. Working to make something of herself and there had been no time for men. Or at least many men.
And none who were into twosomes.
Jordan was close to her pussy again and she lifted her hips to encourage him to taste her, to put his tongue inside her.
He slapped her pussy with his hand. “Patience, darling. We’re going to be here awhile and you are not allowed to come until I tell you, you can.”
A moan escaped from her. He’d slapped her on the pussy and she wanted more. She longed to feel his fingers inside her, his tongue, anything. Damn, she wanted more.
“It’s been so long,” she gasped as Ely sucked her breast further into his mouth.
“Good,” Jordan said. “When you finally get to come, you’re going to be screaming with pleasure. It’s going to feel so good when I finally shove my rock-hard cock into your sweet pussy. But first, I’m going to taste you while Ely works over your breasts.”
“Jordan,” she cried. “Please, hurry.”
“No, darling. I’m going slow. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to let you come,” he said.
He ripped her thong from her and she gasped. Why did the action just increase her pleasure? And then his head dove between her legs as he lifted her hips to his mouth.
Finally, he licked her folds and she gasped with pleasure.
She clenched her fists needing something to grasp, but not finding anything. And she’d thought this would be fun? It was beyond fun; it was exhilarating and her orgasm was rushing toward her.
Not yet. Not until he told her she could come.
Gasping for breath, she tried to hold back the building pleasure. She pushed her hips toward his mouth as his teeth nipped her clit.
