Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
My smile widens.
Soon, the redhead flushes rosy in sensual distress, mewling and pleading for release.
“Stop,” her Master commands.
Micah lifts his head slowly, his lips wet and glossy. He smirks before he licks them clean.
The woman whimpers, still thrashing as if she’s trying to create enough friction to send her over.
“Hold still,” the bigger man demands.
With a whimper, she does her best to comply. But it’s clearly a delicious struggle.
“Better. Are you ready for Micah to fuck you, slut?”
“Yes, Master. Please, yes!”
“Good girl. When I give you permission, you may show me how pretty you are when you come on his cock.”
“Thank you, Mas—”
The woman doesn't even finish her sentence before Micah thrusts ruthlessly inside her pussy. A gasp cuts off her words. A low, feminine groan follows as he withdraws and plows into her again. And again. Once more…
“Come,” her Master commands mere seconds later.
She cries out, twisting, then climaxes in a spectacular tensing of limbs and jolting of muscles. His entire body taut, Micah grits his teeth, clearly hanging onto his composure by a thread.
“Stunning, slut. Beautiful,” the big man praises as he unlaces his leather pants. “Micah will continue to fuck you while you suck my cock. You don’t have permission to come again until I do.”
“Yes…Master,” she agrees in a breathy, high gasp just before she turns her head and takes her Master’s cock onto her tongue.
Beside me, Shanna squirms in her seat. Around me, the scent of her arousal wafts. It’s fucking heady, and I’m hard as steel.
She might pretend to be scandalized by this threesome, but her body tells me exactly how much she’s excited by what’s happening. She likes watching. And I know from dancing with her that she aches to be watched. No doubt, fucking her in front of a faceless audience would overwhelm Shanna with need. And she can’t possibly hang onto her icy composure if I keep her balanced on the razor’s edge of orgasm.
Soon, the Master’s buttocks are clenching. He fists his slut’s red hair and thrusts deep in her mouth. Micah apparently got his urge to come under control and now pounds her like a man possessed, beads of sweat dripping down his temples. The woman’s skin warms to an even more delicious shade of aroused rose as she writhes between the two men, giving and receiving pleasure.
Soon, her Master tenses, shouts, then erupts into the woman’s mouth, his body jolting with ecstasy.
“Come!” he shouts at the others.
They do. Bucking and rocking and groaning loudly in unison.
Moments later, Micah withdraws from the woman’s well-fucked pussy and disposes of his condom.
The Master bestows a brotherly handshake on him. “Thank you.”
“Anytime. She’s one hell of a fuck,” Micah comments. “You’re lucky, man.”
The Master nods smugly, then Micah disappears through the door from which he’d emerged. When the Master turns his profile to the audience, he’s already hard again. Beside me, Shanna sucks in a breath as he removes his leather pants and struts around the stage naked so we—and everyone else—can see his monster cock.
Without a word to his woman, he releases her ankles and flips her onto her belly. As her arms cross above her head, he urges her to curl her knees under her body, then smacks her ass a half dozen times in harsh, regulated swats. The woman tenses, then groans like his blows are a supreme pleasure.
Abruptly, the Master stops and reaches for the table on the far side of the bed, returning moments later with a palmful of lube which he slides over his erection, then slathers more over the rosette bisecting his woman’s reddening ass.
He nestles his crest at her back opening and slowly penetrates her, holding her still while he reaches beneath her to fondle her clit. She writhes and moans under him, begging incoherently for more.
“Good girl. Watching you get fucked turns me on, but fucking you myself is heaven. You accept my cock wherever I put it, don’t you?”
“Yes! Master, yes!”
Shanna crosses her legs and squirms again. “Is he…having anal sex with her?”
I nod. “It’s another show of her submission to him.”
She draws in a sharp breath. Even in this light, it’s impossible to miss her nipples standing like diamond-hard tips under her shirt. Oh, another something on my long list of things to do to Shanna's sweet body once I have her consent. For now, I manage to repress my excitement—barely.
“Seen enough?”
“What?” Shanna tears her eyes from the couple reluctantly. “O-oh, yes. More than enough.”
Liar.
I stand and help her to her feet, then guide her back into the well-lit hallway. Flushed cheeks, rapid breaths, pulse beating at her neck… If she owns a vibrator, I’m sure it will get a strenuous workout this afternoon. It’s the first time I’ve ever been jealous of plastic and batteries. I would offer myself up for her use…but she’s too agitated and on edge now. If I push her too hard, too fast, she’ll run in the other direction. I can be patient and work the situation to my advantage.