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“I can feel how wet you are. Fuck, I can smell you.” His other hand cupped beneath my chin, forcing my gaze forward. “Watch her come. Maybe you can come with her.” His hand left my thong covered mound, returning in a sharp slap that matched Beau's pace on Sylvie. “Or maybe you’ll have to wait.”
I writhed on his leg, reaching back for support but he wasn’t anywhere that I could grasp. I settled on clinging to the wrist that held me facing forward. “Please,” I begged, almost in tears from the pressure building within me. “Please touch me.”
“It’s nice to hear that smart mouth beg,” Leon growled darkly, gripping my panties at the crotch and ripping them apart. My breath caught at the shock, but he didn’t waste that beat, slamming three fingers deep inside me.
I clenched down hard, already on the verge of coming, and I wasn’t alone. Beau’s hard mouth turned wicked as he reversed the flogger and pushed its fat knob handle deep into Sylvie’s pussy.
She screamed through her gag, and I panted desperately as I watched, my pussy spasming around Leon’s fingers.
“Fuck, she liked that,” Leon muttered, working his fingers relentlessly inside me.
I felt sore and battered already and we were just getting started, but it was the best sort of sore, the sort I knew I’d wear tomorrow and the next day, each wince a pleasurable torment as I remembered here and now.
“I thought she might. The way she watched Sylvie come back in the house...make sure you kiss her after and say thank you,” he murmured lovingly to Sylvie, who sobbed and nodded as he slammed the toy home inside her.
Leon’s movements grew impossibly rougher as I began to bear down on him, returning his thrusts with force. His knuckles hit my pubic bone and I moaned at the dual pleasure/pain. My hips rocked in time, and I couldn't hold back any longer. The climax he brought on slammed into me as I pushed down on his fingers, trying to get as many of his knuckles inside me at once. My stuttered breath filled the dungeon. I tensed, then my body softened, a scream I didn't recognize as my own echoing around the space.
I watched through slitted eyes as Sylvie found her own edge of bliss, whimpering and moaning as Beau gave her everything she needed to find her own release. Fluid gushed from between her legs. Her wrists and ankles strained at their bonds as she moaned, her head lolling back.
“Good,” Beau murmured, bringing his head up for the first time to really look at us. “That was promising. Let’s get started.”
I whispered, but like Sylvie, I had no words left. Leon’s kisses filled my senses, his tongue driving into my mouth, his mouth brutal against mine. I knew the scenario turned him on, but this was...so much more than I ever expected. I thought maybe a dirty fuck in an old hotel that stank of piss of too many varieties with furniture of whose stains you didn’t question, but this was...incredible.
This air conditioned, fully equipped space was so out of my league I struggled to merge the fantasy world with my reality.
Leon tugged on my hand as I slipped bonelessly from his embrace, leading me forward. My legs wouldn’t work right.
“Come here, kitten. I’ve got you.”
He scooped me into his arms, carrying me to a bench covered in black leather. The edges were studded with little spikes. I shivered and whimpered when my knee brushed one, but nothing dug into my skin, just bordered around where I knelt. A large, padded strip lay beneath my stomach, a rest for my trembling body. Leather cuffs flicked at my wrists.
I shook my head. “No, I don’t want those, please–”
“It’s okay. They’re there, but I won’t use them, okay?” Leon said softly, stroking his hand along my spine where I knelt on all fours, my elbows and knees bent, my cheek resting on the soft leather surface that smelled exactly the way it should.
“I can take them off.” Beau strode across the room, unclipping each of the restraints and tossing the cuffs beneath a table covered with toys. “No one will tie you down tonight. I promise, Wrenlee.”
The tip of his finger touched my chin, drawing my gaze back to him. I swallowed, my cheeks burning as I lay before this man, naked and spread out like an ala carte dinner.
“Thank you,” I whispered, my voice cracking.
“Here.” Leon slipped a straw into my mouth. I sipped the fizzy lime seltzer thankfully. “So good, teasing me like this.” He trailed a hand along my shoulders then lower over my ass, spreading my slick of need along my crack until I writhed and moaned. Then the drink and Beau disappeared, and Leon stood before me. “Suck me,” he rasped, opening his jeans but not pushing them down.
I shivered at the delicious taboo of being naked while he was still wearing some clothing. His cock fell into his hand, thick andheavy as he guided the head to my lips. I pressed my mouth to him, flicking my tongue between my lips to taste him and opened my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” One hand clasped the back of my head, pulling me onto him and he pushed into my mouth. The other cupped my throat. “Relax, kitten. I want you to breathe through your nose. Stick your tongue out. Good girl.”
I moaned softly at the praise, Sylvie’s moans echoing between us though I couldn’t see what was happening to her. For the moment I didn't care, lost in the need to give Leon as much pleasure as he gave me.
His cock filled my mouth, pushing into my throat. I coughed at first, but he didn’t ease up, and I got used to the feeling, sliding my tongue along the veins of him, lapping at the tops of his balls as my nose burrowed against his stomach.
“Swallow, kitten,” he murmured.
I did, my throat flexing to his groans, and gagged a little. He eased back, enough to let me suck in a breath, everything shuddering as he pushed in again. And again, squeezing my cock-filled throat with his hand each time, enough to cut off my air for a few seconds but always giving back to me the air as he stole for his pleasure.
“So good.” He stared down at me, brushing hair back from my face. “I’m going to fuck you, kitten. You okay with rough and fast? I think I’ll struggle with less, but I'll do what you want.”
“Rough, please. Slow is...” I shuddered at the memory. Leon kissed me swiftly, until I arched on the bench and moaned for him.
