Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
I’ve always been the one to initiate sex to avoid discussing emotions. Sex is less complicated and more enjoyable too. In the past, when women came on to me too strong, I would fuck them ruthlessly. I didn’t want to know how they felt about me. All I wanted was to hear them crying and screaming. It was the only way I could find my release. With Harper and Rayne, it’s different. I’m softer and more willing to talk. And I’ve realized that’s not a bad thing at all.
I capture Rayne’s cheek in my one hand as Harper nestles against me. The warmth of both women stirs something dormant inside me—a rabid beast that wants to tear at their clothes. It’s always there, hiding, waiting to be freed. I groan when Harper’s soft lips slowly make their way down my neck. There’s a spot she loves to tease that causes my cock to stir.
Rayne smiles up at me, and I watch as she snakes one delicate hand between Harper’s thighs while the other palm covers my crotch.
It seems we’re not going to be leaving this office for a while, and I’m not complaining. Harper moves then. She unbuttons my shirt until my skin is exposed to her roaming lips. The hot kisses she trails down my chest have me fighting the urge to bend both girls over my desk and fuck them into oblivion.
It’s been a while since I’ve relieved my stress, and having two women teasing me like this is heaven.
Harper scoots down between my thighs and Rayne shifts closer, so they’re both looking up at me. Their gazes peek up from under long lashes as they undo my zipper and release my hard, throbbing cock. Then Rayne strokes me while Harper’s lips wrap around the weeping tip of my erection.
It takes all my focus not to completely lose it when Harper’s hot, wet mouth slides down my shaft until I’m hitting the back of her throat.
A gentle touch to my balls has a groan rumbling in my chest. Rayne teases me there as Harper swallows every inch of me. The woman is a fucking magician as she taunts me with soft licks before running her teeth along the hard shaft with every upward movement of her mouth.
My head drops back, and I close my eyes, basking in the sensations racing through me. As the electricity courses through every inch of my nervous system, it’s like the most perfect high.
The soft gagging sounds and gentle moans from my little mouse are enough to take me to the edge within minutes, but I don’t want this to end too soon. I tangle my fingers in Harper’s hair, and I tug her gently off my dick.
“Both of you,” I order as I push the chair back and rise to my full height. “I want you naked and bent over this fucking desk. Right now.”
Shrugging off my shirt, I watch as they take the opportunity to tease each other as they strip. The sight of these two women taking off their clothes has my cock aching to be inside them.
I want nothing more than to feel them soak me. There’s something delicious about seeing them at my mercy, having them beg me for permission to come, to find their release. I can’t wait to taunt them like they’ve been teasing me.
“Bend over.” The command is harsh, and they obey effortlessly.
I don’t know if it’s their conditioning, after years of abuse, that makes them so submissive, but their need to please me is always rewarded with pleasure. I’ve never and will never cause them harm or leave them frustrated. And they know that.
It’s taken a long time for trust to build between us, but now that it has, there’s nothing more irresistible than seeing these beauties at my mercy.
I allow my hands to swat at Harper’s ass and then Rayne’s, again and again. Whimpers of pleasure echo around the office as my handprint turns their asscheeks bright red.
“Please,” Rayne is the first to beg. But I don’t give her what she’s asking for.
I love to hear both of them plead for my fingers and my cock.
“Please?” My voice is rough with desire. Need burns through my veins as I look down at the two supple bodies in front of me. They’re mine. “Are you begging for my fingers, little raindrop?”
I lean toward her as I speak, my mouth at her ear. She nods, biting her lower lip as I swat her ass once more.
“Then say it.”
19
RAYNE
I’m lost to the pleasure causing my skin to tingle and goose bumps to rise over every inch of me. Dante loves to have control of our bodies. He swats our butts, over and over, until I can’t take the lust coursing through my veins any longer. All I crave is to be taken. And Dante knows it. This is what he enjoys, hearing us beg and plead for more.