Page 29 of The Gamble


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“Get up,” Carter orders gruffly.

Dominic lifts me up and I teeter forward, wobbly on my feet, the blindfold affecting my sense of balance. He is instantly there, steadying me, pulling me into his body. My hands fly to his shoulders. I feel hot, almost light-headed as he tips my chin up. His fingers stroke my cheek, gently, meditatively, and his mouth comes crashing down on mine.

I swallow a gasp as he sucks my lip into his mouth.

I feel his kiss everywhere. My toes curl. My insides coil and twist, and my nipples ache. His tongue dances with mine. His hand cups the back of my neck, his fingers gripping my hair.

My breasts feel hot and heavy with need. My nipples chafe against his linen jacket. Dominic must notice, because he transfers his attention to them. He sucks one into his mouth, flicking the engorged nub with his tongue, grazing it with the tip of his teeth. His fingers toy with my other nipple, just hard enough for me to gasp again.

He pauses. “Too much? Too hard?”

“Hell, no. Don’t change a thing.”

He obligingly moves his mouth back to my nipples. I wind my fingers in his hair, gripping it tight. He growls deep in his throat, and a tendril of pleasure winds through me. It intensifies when Carter’s hands lock around my hips. He tugs my dress down and my panties with it. My sundress falls to the floor. “Sit back down, Gabriella.”

I lose my bra before sinking back down on Carter’s lap. As soon as my skin makes contact with his, I suck in a breath. He’s naked. While Dominic was kissing me and lavishing my nipples with attention, Carter was getting undressed.

I wholeheartedly approve. In fact, there’s only one more thing that would make this perfect.

“I’m naked,” I tell Dominic. “Carter’s naked too. Unless you took some clothes off in the last ten seconds and I missed it because of the blindfold, you’re the only one still dressed. That seems like a problem.”

“Your concern is touching.” Dominic sounds amused. “Also, unwarranted. I’m doing exactly what I want to.”

Then he puts his mouth on my pussy.

Oh, fuck.

His touch inflames me. I’m burning up. Desire punches me in the gut as Dominic licks me, swiping his tongue between my folds. I lean back against Carter’s chest and arch my hips, silently encouraging Dominic to do more. Harder. Faster. Maybe add a finger or two or even three, stretch my aching muscles…

“So needy,” Carter rasps in my ear. His big hand wraps around my throat, holding me close. “So hot. You desperately want him to go faster, don’t you, Gabby? Hands behind your back again, sweetness. You know what to do.”

Oh, fuck, yes. I reach behind my back for Carter’s thick cock. It’s hot, throbbing. I stroke up and down his velvet coated steel shaft and reach lower to gently cup his balls in my hands. He groans, the sound raw and ragged. “Fuck, Gabriella.”

Dominic’s tongue circles my clit. I instinctively clamp my thighs together, but they’re having none of it. Carter’s hands move from my throat and my waist to my thighs.

Oh. My. God. He’s holding me open so his friend can tongue-fuck me. It’s so wicked and dirty and unbelievably erotic.

I squirm in Carter’s lap and concentrate on fisting his cock. Drops of pre-cum have beaded on the tip, and I swipe my thumb over the head of his erection, spreading that slick wetness over his smooth head. I squeeze and I stroke, all while Dominic’s tongue plunders my pussy. I can’t see through the blindfold, and it just heightens all my other senses. I’m acutely aware of the way Carter’s fingers grip my hips. The rasp of Dominic’s stubble over my inner thighs.

He licks me, lavishing my clit with toe-curling attention. Again and again, his tongue swipes through my folds. Hot arousal knives through me. I move my hands faster on Carter’s cock. Throw my head back, whimper out loud in sheer need—

Carter puts his thumb in my mouth, and I suck it greedily, wishing it were a cock instead. His other hand moves to my nipple. He pinches the already tender tip, just as Dominic slides two fingers into my pussy. He curls his tongue around my clit, and he twists his fingers inside me, searching for my g-spot.

“Harder,” I beg Dominic. “And just a little to the left.”

Dominic cooperatively licks the indicated spot, and I can’t hold back my whimper. It was good before, really good. But now, with his tongue hitting just the right spot with just the right amount of pressure… I can’t take it. Desire shocks up my spine. Fresh heat floods through me. My body is ablaze with sensation. Blood pounds in my head.

“Like this?” Dominic asks.

I can hear the satisfaction in his voice, but I can’t get offended; he’s earned it. “Oh, fuck yes,” I moan. “Don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t stop doing what you’re doing.”

He laughs, his warm breath feathering over my overstimulated clit, and then he resumes, his tongue circling my engorged nub while he pumps his fingers in and out of me.

My climax hurtles toward me at full speed.

Carter kisses the side of my neck, his stubble grazing my sensitive skin. He bites me there, and I writhe on his lap. This is so hot. Blindfolded, spread out, my hands wrapped around one man’s cock while another eats me out. I fist Carter’s thick, fat cock again, and it jumps in my grip. My fingers barely meet around his girth. I know, from experience, just how pleasurable it feels inside me. The shock of pain as he stretches me out. The slow burning slide as he pushes inside me, inch by inch… The X-rated images flash through my mind in a dirty, endless reel, and I pump Carter’s cock harder and squirm against Dominic’s mouth.

There’s another finger at my lips, and I open my mouth automatically and suck it in, and with another shock, I realize I’m tasting myself. My juices. This isn’t Carter’s finger. It’s Dominic’s, and it’s all so dirty and raunchy and naughty that I start to quiver… I’m shaking, trembling. My hands move faster, stroking Carter’s cock, steady and insistent.

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