Chapter 25 Hayes
Hayes
Ican’t help but blink at her request. None of this is what I expected when we started this. The plan was to do a rope scene and push her a little bit and then go on our way. Easy. Controlled. Safe.
What we’re doing now, is none of the above. It’s messy and complicated and risky at best. I tend to prefer things to stay on the controlled side of the spectrum. It’s easier for everyone and it’s my job to keep everyone involved… safe. But for the first time in my life, I might not mind.
I’ve lived the last twenty years of my life in a perpetual state of “what if”. I know none of this changes how Raegan feels about me, but I’ve spent every day we’ve been apart thinking about her and wishing I could go back and do things differently. I was just too chicken shit to fucking do it.
Everything in the room slows as I take them both in. My little pixie, all tied up, naked and at my mercy. So trusting and willing. She’s the freshest breath of air I’ve had in a long time.
Then there’s Raegan–my wife. She’s in this room with me and not biting my head off. She’s stunning. Seeing her take control of Demi like this. Like she owns her. It’s intoxicating to the nth degree. I’ve spent so long missing her, I’m suddenly scared to lose her all over again.
“Pleaaaaase,” Demi begs, ripping me from my thoughts and bringing everything back to full speed ahead.
Raegan and I lock eyes and I nod, letting her take this one. Fuck. Co-topping someone is not usually this easy, but we’re working together with an ease that most people take dozens of tries to get right. It’s like we’re all right where we’re supposed to be.
“You’re going to have to be more specific, Demetria.
Tell us exactly what you want and we’ll give it to you,” she tells her firmly.
I don’t ever recall hearing her talk like this.
I was always the Dominant one between us.
I can’t say I don’t love seeing her take control of Demi like this.
It has my cock hard as stone behind my zipper.
I’ve always had fun edging and denying orgasms, forcing extreme levels of pleasure from my submissives.
It’s why I won’t let Demi come. I know she’ll thank me later.
But with how hard my dick is, I’m starting to regret putting the rule into place.
The sooner we make her come, the sooner I can as well.
Yet another catch-22, which I am apparently the king of, these days.
“Can I suck your cock, please Sir?” Holy. Fucking. Shit. “And I need your fingers inside of me, Ma’am. Please. I’m begging you.”
Double holy fucking shit. This is legitimately the hottest thing I’ve ever done.
“You heard her, Hayes. She wants that big cock of yours to fill up her filthy little mouth.”
Yeah. I heard her. I just think I might be having a heart attack.
I check my pulse on my neck. Nope, still alive. Although, my pulse is definitely racing.
“I’m happy to oblige,” I tell them as I unbutton my jeans and slide the zipper down slowly, freeing my now aching cock from its denim confines. It springs forward, curving slightly upward like it knows right where it’s about to go. He’s so fucking ready.
Her mouth falls open and she sticks out her tongue.
“That’s a good girl,” I praise. “Open wide so I can fill your pretty mouth.”
I slide the head in first and she closes around it, swirling her tongue around the tip and stealing the precum that had definitely gathered there. She moans around me as I slide further into her warm mouth.
“Fuck, your mouth was made to take my big dick, wasn’t it Babygirl?” She tries and fails to nod. “That’s it. Suck me deep. As far as you can. You can take it.”
“Better do a good job, Demetria,” Raegan cuts in.
“Or I won’t make you come all over my fingers.
” I watch her arm move slowly and it’s clear by the way Demi tries to gasp around my dick that she’s already got her fingers inside of her drenched cunt.
What I wouldn’t give to get a closer view of what’s going on back there.
“She’s doing so good.” She really is. For a woman that claims to be a lesbian, she certainly sucks dick like she’s not.
She pulls off and sucks in a breath before mumbling, “Oh my god. Right there, please. That feels so good.”
“Mmmm,” Raegan coos. “You like when I curl my fingers just right so I can stroke your g-spot. Don’t you, Darling Girl?”
Demi groans, but doesn’t answer. Not sure it really matters at this point with how strung out she is, literally and figuratively.
Raegan and I lock eyes and she offers me the slightest of smiles. It’s all I need to keep going.
I don’t have to ask Demi to open. She does it the second she sees my cock coming.
She sucks me eagerly into her mouth, the pull and suction forcing me to step closer to nudge myself a little further into her mouth.
When I hit the back of her throat, she gags slightly and I pull back just enough to give her a reprieve.
“Fuck, her greedy little cunt just squeezed my fingers so tightly when she gagged on your cock. I think you should do it again,” Raegan suggests a little smugly. Yeah, I like her like this.
I push forward again until she gags, her throat pushing against me like it’s refusing me entry.
As I pull back again, my eyes catch Raegan and her arm is moving fast now, obviously fingering her with increased speed and force.
I can’t see exactly, but the wet sounds that come increasingly with each thrust, tell me I’m right.
She’s so gorgeous… and so focused on Demi’s pussy and what she’s doing, she doesn’t see me watching her.
I look down at Demi as I begin to thrust in and out of her mouth faster, and slightly rougher giving her less and less time to recover.
Her tongue slides against the underside of my shaft so delicately and it’s sending shockwaves through me with every stroke.
I’m not going to last much longer like this and I’m guessing she’s not either.
A lone tear slides down her cheek and I wipe it with my thumb.
“You’re so precious, Babygirl. Do you want to come?” I finally ask her, quickly glancing at Raegan to make sure she’s also ready to make it happen. She is.
I pull out from her mouth and give my now throbbing cock a long slow pull with my hand so she can catch her breath and answer me. “More than I want the air you’re giving me right now,” she says.
“Don’t go easy on her, Hayes,” Raegan says. “Even if she cries, keep going.”
“You heard her,” I tell Demi. “Back to work.”
She doesn’t miss a step, taking me back into her mouth deep. Raegan is fucking her hard with her fingers. The sounds she’s making back there are getting increasingly more sloppy. Christ, if she squirts all over my wife, I’ll have a stroke, I’m sure.
I grab Demi’s head with my hands to help her. It’s not easy to hold your head up when you’re hogtied like this and she’s taken it like a fucking champ.
“I’m going to take over and fuck your mouth. All you have to do is keep it open. Understand?”
She nods around me and I take full control, fucking her mouth with the need to come driving me. Raegan’s taking care of her and she’s taking care of me. We’ve got this. But who’s going to take care of Raegan?
I push the rogue worry from my mind as I thrust aggressively in and out of her soft, wet mouth. Shit, she feels so fucking amazing. Spit and drool fall from the corners of her mouth. Electric waves wash over me as my balls draw up. I’m about to come.
“I’m gonna come in this perfect mouth, Babygirl.
Take it all,” I grunt the second before my cock pulses and I push myself as deep into her mouth as I can get without suffocating her, releasing rope after rope of hot cum directly into the back of her throat.
Tears stream down her face as I wait until the final pulse of cum releases into her. “Come all over her fingers. Now.”
She doesn’t hesitate. Her body convulses as the orgasm I’ve denied her for what feels like hours, is finally set free. She moans as I pull my dick free from her mouth. Her body writhes, clearly trying to gain more friction against Raegan’s hand.
Raegan clocks it. “Here, baby. Have another finger. Maybe three will give you what you need.” Demi releases a low guttural moan as she rides her fingers, drawing out what appears to be the longest orgasm ever.
I stroke her hair softly and whisper in her ear, “Good fucking girl. Soak her hand for me.”
The wet, squelching sounds intensify and I glance up to see splashes of fluid landing all over Raegan’s blouse, then her movements slow. She’s coming down.
That was easily the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
Demi’s head sags. Yep, she’s done.
Quickly, I reach for my scissors and look back at Raegan. “Help me get her down?”
“Of course.”