Chapter 8 Holding Period
Sara
A girl could get used to this. Finn eats pussy like he’s savoring an ice cream cone, making me melt with every long lick and suck of my clit. I don’t know what to make of Finn yet.
He’s on board with fucking only me, but he’s always been a fuckboy. Most women he meets end up in his bed, so it makes sense that he’s really, really good at what he does. When I reach down to slide my fingers into his thick hair, he smirks up at me and then looks over my shoulder.
“Hold her, would you, big guy?”
Dante takes my wrists and holds them in one hand above my head. His pale blue eyes meet mine and he smiles. “Finn likes restraints and bondage, pip. He wants you helpless for his pleasure.”
Dante flicks open another button on the shirt. It’s almost open to beneath my breasts. He draws his finger up my sternum and tips my chin up so our eyes collide again.
“You can use your word at any time to stop us.” Dante slides his hand down the center of me and flicks open another button. The anticipation of his touch is killing me.
Finn thrusts his tongue in with his fingers and a bolt of lust flows through me. I whimper, needing more. Dante pushes the shirt open over my hardened nipple. My breath catches at the longing in his eyes.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this.
The sound of a glass being set down on wood makes me turn to see Wyatt sitting across from us. His boxers do nothing to conceal his erection. I wet my lips, remembering waking up from my nap with his warmth surrounding me.
His hard cock pressing against me. If I weren’t sore I would’ve straddled his lap and taken him deep inside me. I ached for him. I still do.
Dante snaps my attention back to him with a pinch of my nipple. I gasp at the bite of pain and the pleasure that spikes down to my pussy. Finn draws his fingers out of me and slides them back. One finger presses into my asshole. I hold my breath, waiting for the pain, the soreness.
“Breathe, pip.” Dante massages my breast.
“Sore?” Finn is gentle with his prodding. His green eyes search mine.
“That’s not bad.” And it’s not, but it’s not a cock stretching out my ass, just one finger.
He works his tongue in and out of my pussy as he slowly fucks my ass with his finger. My world boils down to these three men. Finn working me over as Dante toys with my breast. And both him and Wyatt watching.
Fuck, who knew being watched would be so hot? Having their eyes on me. Feeling them want what the other has. Knowing that as soon as he finishes with me one of the others will take his spot.
My release crashes over me and I cry out. My skin buzzes with an almost electric feel.
Wyatt catches my gaze. He’s got his cock in his hand and strokes it as his darkened eyes take in my basically naked body. I wet my lips and meet his eyes. Fuck, I want to take care of him too.
“May I taste you, sir?”
Finn chuckles against my clit before sucking on it. Fireworks shoot off inside me, pushing me right up against the edge. Dante releases the last buttons and tugs the sides of the shirt open. He leans over and takes my nipple into his mouth.
Shattering, I cry out. Little sparks fall over my skin as I come down a bit from the high.
“I’m going to fuck these, pip.” Dante’s lust-filled eyes draw my attention as he pushes my breasts together and thumbs the nipples. “Not today, but soon.”
A shiver runs through me at the promise in his eyes. I have no idea what that will be like, but I can’t wait to experiment with him.
He pulls my hands up as Finn sucks my clit and thrusts two fingers into my pussy along with his finger in my ass. Bringing me back to awareness of my overworked body. My breath shudders out of me as he pushes me higher and higher.
Wyatt stands over me, stroking his cock. “Have you been a good girl, trouble?”
“Yes, sir.” Good enough.
He raises an eyebrow, but fuck it, I have. “Do you want a cock in your pussy?”
My pussy pulses around Finn’s fingers. “Yes.”
“Dante, go get something for our girl.” Wyatt sits beside me on the ottoman, slowly stroking his cock.
Dante smirks and leans down to kiss me. Our tongues tangle as Finn pushes me into another orgasm. I moan into Dante’s mouth. My entire body shakes but I don’t want to stop. I don’t want them to stop.
“Keep your hands here, pip.”
I nod as he releases me, keeping my hands up above my head as Dante walks toward his room.
Finn draws away. “Be right back, flower.”
He kisses my pussy before going into the kitchen. The water runs and I take a deep breath. My gaze turns to Wyatt.
“Patience, trouble.”
I almost laugh at his words. I’ve been waiting for these guys for years. “What do you want to do with me, sir?”
My legs are splayed open, along with my shirt. My hands are above my head. My whole body is his for the taking. And fuck, do I want him to take me. Over and over until all those broken shards of my heart find a way back together.
A drawer opens and shuts in the kitchen. Dante returns and Finn comes around the couch. Their eyes meet.
“Switch?” Finn smirks.
“Sounds good.”
They pass each other, and Dante sits down between my legs while Finn takes my hands. I look up as Finn begins to wrap a tie around my wrists.
“Very basic stuff, flower. But it helps with the fantasy.” He winks and tightens the knot.
Dante’s fingers touch my ass, and I jerk my gaze down to see something in his hand before he lowers it between my legs. My heart rate ratchets up.
Something blunt and wet presses on my asshole.
“Relax, pip.” Dante circles my clit with his finger as he presses the thing inside.
“Butt plug?” I have to ask.
He smiles and holds up a little remote. “Vibrating butt plug.”
I blow out a breath. “I’ve never played with vibrators before. Not even the bullet kind.”
“You’ve been missing out, flower.” Finn strokes his fingers over my breast. “But not anymore.”
Dante slides his fingers into my pussy and presses around the sides. “Any pain?”
Heat pours through me. I shake my head. The pressure of the plug in my ass and Dante’s fingers in my pussy is enough to tip me over the edge. Especially when Finn pinches both my nipples.
My moan fills the apartment as I shatter.
Dante pulls his fingers out. “Sit up, pip.”
With Finn’s help, I sit. It’s a little awkward with the plug in my butt. Wyatt smiles. His dark eyes take all of me in. “Are you ready, trouble?”
Maybe.