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“How you doing, Spitfire?”
“DamnI want to come. I’m close, but it’s not enough. I’m pretty sure I’m ready for three fingers.”
“Too bad you haven’t been trained to orgasm on command, but I’ll see what I can do.”
However, he kept at it with two fingers, and a few minutes later, she told him, “I told you I was ready for three.”
“Someday, we’ll play around with how quickly you can do that, but you’re still new to this, and whether you know you’re sore or not, you are, so I’m progressing at a pace I’m comfortable with. Deal with it.”
She decided to ignore Marcus for the moment. “Kyle, more tongue. Faster.”
Heather forced herself to relax on Kyle. Marcus had made it clear he was in charge, and while it might be frustrating, in this case, he knew what he was doing so she needed to trust him to know how to drive this bus they all seemed to be riding.
A few moments later, he finally added the third finger, and that gave her the friction and stretch she’d been wanting.
This orgasm built quickly and spilled over into spasms. Marcus pressed in and held, spreading her open, and Kyle went crazy with his tongue in her pussy. She writhed on his face, and Marcus alternated using the fingers in her ass to lift her off him and settle her back on his mouth while bliss and pleasure screamed through her body.
And then it was gone, and she was still lying across Kyle, but wasn’t as satisfied as she expected.
She wanted more.
Kyle’s cock wasn’t far away, and she knew what came next.
“That was nice.” She pushed up on her hands, her groin in the same place but her upper body higher. “OutMarcus, so I can turn around.” It came out as an order, and she quickly amended it with, “Please.”
When he didn’t remove his fingers, she added, “Sorry. I didn’t mean it to sound like an order.”
Marcus chuckled and finally removed his fingers. “Under the circumstances, I’ll let it slide. You can’t wait to sit your pussy on Kyle’s cock, can you?”
She’d turned around by this time and was about to do just that, so she didn’t bother confirming.
Kyle’s cock was good and fat, and an unexpected groan escaped her throat when she sank down on it.
This wouldn’t have done anything for her a few weeks ago, so why was it enough to make her horny now?
It was the power of it, and the trust Kyle was giving her. He was bound below her, a little desperate for an orgasm, and whether he got one or not was entirely up to her.
Marcus had walked to the wall, and her gaze went to his hand when he returned, because he was holding nipple clamps.
Her pussy contracted around Kyle’s hard length inside her, and she met Marcus’s gaze. His eyes reflected heat, passion, anticipation.
Kyle groaned below her, and she ran her hand down the center of his chest. Being blindfolded the night before had made her focus more on the sensations Marcus was giving her, and one day she might want to use one on Kyle, but it was best he could see what was happening, today.
Marcus grasped one of the clamps in his right hand and held it a few inches from her left nipple. “You need more sensation Spitfire.”
He wasn’t asking permission, but he also wasn’t ordering her to accept it. No, he was asking for her agreement. She gave a single nod and then looked down and watched him press the clamp open, line it up over her already erect nipple, and then slowly allow it to close. She sucked in air as metal teeth bit into naked skin. It didn’t register as pain, exactly, but she felt the pressure — felt it as something she shouldn’t allow to stay on, even though another part of her felt it as something good. Her clitthrobbedin response, the line from nipple to clit pulling sharply.
The second clamp intensified the effect. She looked up to meet Marcus’s gaze, and tried to express how she felt. “Itfeels. I feel it. Oh, god, I feel it. Marcus, thank you, I feel it. Kiss me? Please?”
She squeezed her muscles around Kyle’s cock while Marcus kissed her, and he didn’t start with his lips this time, but by touching her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, then lightly sweeping her top lip, and then finally by bringing his lips to hers, spreading her mouth, entering her with his tongue.
The kiss lasted a long time, relaxed at first, and then intense. When he finally pulled away, his voice was huskier than usual when he told her, “I’m going to fuck your ass now.”
All Heather could do was nod in agreement. Marcus expertly rolled a condom on and climbed onto the table behind her. “Lean forward, my little Spitfire, place your chest on Kyle’s torso, please. Unless you tell me it’s too much, I’m not going to stretch you again.”
The nipple clamps screamed at her when she rested her weight on Kyle, and she ground her chest into him so she could feel themmore.
And then Marcus’s cock was at her asshole. She used her hands to push herself back, so she was taking in as much of Kyle’s cock as possible.
