Chapter 27
Passive Income
Sara
That’s a long time to be on my knees and not be able to touch myself if they decide to truly punish me and not let me come. But Wyatt did promise that good girls get fucked. Hmm.
“Fine.” My tone might be a little belligerent, but it isn’t completely off-putting.
Wyatt pinches my inner thigh.
“Ouch.” I jump against him. I twist to meet his eyes. “What was that for?”
He makes a tsking noise. “You know what you did, trouble. Now stand and take off your clothes. From now on, you’ll be naked in the apartment until you learn to obey the panty rule.”
“I did obey the panty rule.” My face heats and it’s not from embarrassment. Oh, he makes me so angry sometimes. “I didn’t want to show the neighbors my goods if it got windy.”
Wyatt grabs my chin and holds my gaze. “Do as you’re told.”
I glare. When he releases me for a moment, I consider running into my bedroom and helping myself out before taking my punishment. Pretty sure I could get off before they got in. But that would just add to my punishment. Oh, I’ll obey, but fuck if I’ll do it his way.
I don’t bother to stand.
Instead, I straighten and take off my top while on Wyatt’s lap, dropping it beside us on the couch. I reach behind me and unclasp my bra before releasing it to land next to my top.
“Peabody, bed.” Dante snaps and Peabody goes over to his bed.
Pressing my shoulders into Wyatt’s with my head beside his on the couch, I lift my hips and slide my skirt down before sitting my naked ass on Wyatt’s dress pants.
Probably going to leave a nice wet spot there.
He deserves it. Grinning, I pull my skirt the rest of the way off and drop it next to us.
I stretch my body against his, wishing he was naked too, but even in clothes, he scorches me at every point we touch.
“Done yet, trouble?” Wyatt growls in my ear. Little shivers scatter through me. He’s right, I do like being a brat. Especially when the punishments are fun.
I’m already in trouble, so fuck it. Leaning back against Wyatt, I slide my hands over my shoulders and behind Wyatt’s neck, arching my body away from his. My eyes lock with Dante’s. That kiss and all this had to leave him wanting as much as I do.
His light blue eyes are almost black with desire as he takes in every inch of me. Goose bumps rise everywhere his gaze touches.
Wyatt wraps his arm around my waist and tugs me in close to him. His hard cock presses against my ass. His voice is dark and gravelly when he whispers in my ear, “Careful, trouble.”
“I don’t want to be careful, sir.” But I definitely want to get fucked and come. Then again, he didn’t say I couldn’t come while sucking their cocks. I just can’t touch myself.
He stands with me against him and slides me down his body until my feet touch the floor. My breath catches. I’d ride that ride again, preferably with both of us naked and me turned around. He reaches up and pinches my tightened nipples. I moan at the bolt of pleasure that strikes through me.
“Dante first, trouble. On your knees.”
That shouldn’t make me burn hotter. Taking orders? From Wyatt? I should fight every chance I get. The same way he fought our attraction for years.
But I want this. They want it too, which means I’ll be coming soon.
I drop in front of Dante and put my hands on his knees, spreading his thighs and inching up to kneel between them. He reaches behind his head and takes his elastic out of his hair, releasing his golden mane. My fingers itch to dig into his gorgeous hair.
“Here, pip.” He holds the elastic out to me.
I smirk and take it, pulling my hair back while thrusting my chest out. Finn wets his lips. His fingers twitch and I give him a wink. I put my hair in a messy bun.
My gaze locks on Dante’s cool blue eyes as I reach for his belt. His hands rest on his thighs as he watches me. Fuck, this feels dirty, in a good way. I’m completely naked and about to have this man at my mercy.
While the others wait their turns, watching, anticipating. Everyone else fully clothed, until I get to them. I press my thighs together against the ache building, making me restless.
I undo Dante’s fly and slide down his zipper.
My hand caresses his hard, thick cock in his boxers.
Logically, I knew there were different sized guys, but on average, dicks are usually smaller than his.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to taking him.
I ache to feel him inside me again. Driving in and out.
Stretching me, making me take every last inch.
“Are you going to play with it or suck it, pip?” Dante arches an eyebrow.
Smiling, I free his cock from his boxers. “Suck it, boss.”
I pump his cock a few times with my hand. His eyes flash with heat before I lower myself to press my lips to the tip of his cock. His hands remain on his thighs like he’s the one being punished.
That idea fills me with lust. I could tease each of them the way they tease me. I flick my tongue out and slide it through his slit. His breath quickens but otherwise no signs of duress. Interesting.
I part my lips and take his head inside to the ridge, sucking on it gently while my tongue swirls around the soft skin.
I could probably spend the whole hour just tormenting Dante, licking, sucking, lightly scraping him with my teeth.
The solidness of his cock inside my mouth makes me even wetter, imagining him inside my pussy.
Taking him a little deeper, I hum in the back of my throat. His cock jerks in my mouth. Nice. Squeezing his base with my hand, I suck on him, sliding a little deeper and then lifting off. Slowly bobbing on his cock. His fingers dig into his thighs while my wetness drips down mine.
It’s tempting to palm my breast or slide my hand between my legs. To get off for a little relief. But I don’t really want to test Wyatt on the Sara doesn’t get to come punishment. Instead, I slide my free hand over Dante’s on his thigh, teasing his fingers with mine, brushing over them.
A low growl works out of Dante’s chest and everything in me tenses in anticipation. His free hand slides along my jaw, leaving a path of sparks in his wake. I might come just from him fucking my mouth.
“You’re teasing, pip. You know how I want it.” When he tangles his hand in my hair beneath my bun, I relax for him, give in to his control. My nipples slide against his pants. Every inch of me is one big shivering mass of need, winding ever tighter.
I breathe in as his hand tightens. He pushes me down slowly, easing past my gag reflex after I choke a little.
“You can take it. Relax. Good girl.” His voice is like a caress. I want more.
I don’t turn to see if the others are still there. They are. I can feel them watching, waiting. But I don’t want them to wait, I want them to touch me. To slide their cocks deep into my pussy until I explode.
I swallow around Dante and he gives this perfect moan. My legs spread in invitation. It doesn’t matter who or how. One touch would be enough to set me off. Just one.
Dante draws my head up and I drag in a breath around his cock. For years I could have been doing this with them, letting them take me however they wanted. This is temporary. An aberration in our timeline. A time when I get to have them to the fullest.
I lift my gaze to Dante’s and circle my tongue around his tip, tasting the saltiness of his precum, wishing his cock was buried in my pussy instead. Fucking in and out until I can’t help but come all over his cock. My pussy clenches empty, unfulfilled.
The others are here, watching, not taking, but they fade to the background. It’s just me and him. It’s always been me and him.
Dante slides into my throat deep again. My whole body trembles with need. I’m hot all over like I have a fever. I’m going to combust if someone doesn’t make me come.
“You like taking my cock, don’t you, pip?” Dante murmurs as he lifts me almost off him. I tighten my grip around his base and he hisses. “Be nice. Suck on my tip like a good fucking girl.”
I place my lips under his ridge and lift my gaze to his as I suck on him. The heat in his eyes makes me want to take him deep, but he’s in control and I surrender to it, letting him do what he wants with me. He smiles, knowing what I’m giving him.
He slides my mouth down and back up, inching deeper each time until he’s fucking in and out of my throat.
My pussy pulses like he’s plunging in deep, stretching me, making me writhe under him.
I weave our fingers together on his thigh, needing just one more connection, needing a hold to keep me grounded.
He holds my hand as he fucks my mouth. Tears stream down my cheeks every time he pushes in deep.
He pushes me down until his cock is in my throat, blocking almost all of my air, and roars as his cum shoots out and hits the back of my throat. Moaning, I come, my pussy clenching around nothing. Dante pulls me off his cock and I gasp, still coming around nothing. My thighs are drenched.
His curious eyes search mine. “Stand up.”
I rise between his legs. His fingers push into my pussy and an aftershock rips through me. I whimper.
“Fuck, pip. Such a good girl.” He draws his fingers out of me and sucks them clean.
My breathing is still ragged and I wipe at the tears drying on my cheeks. Wyatt’s eyes search mine when I turn his way to await his command.
“Did you come?” He tilts his head like he doesn’t quite understand.
I give him a cheeky grin. “Yes, sir.”
“Needy little brat.” He shakes his head. “Finn next.”
When I turn to Finn, his green eyes lock on mine. He already has his cock in his hand. I arch an eyebrow at him.
“Kneel, trouble.”
I push Finn’s knees apart and drop between them. I slide my hand over his, wrapping it around his cock, and meet his green eyes.
“How do you want me, flower?” Finn smirks as his hand covers mine and uses it to stroke himself.
My insides tighten in anticipation. I wet my lips. “Aren’t I supposed to be asking that question?”
He draws my hand off his cock and glances to the side, but I don’t look at the others. My focus is on Finn and his beautiful, thick cock. He takes my other hand, holding them by my wrists, squeezing my breasts together.
“Wyatt, a little assistance.” Finn cocks his eyebrow. His green eyes find mine before dropping to my captured cleavage. “If you need out, flower, hum a little tune.”
I arch an eyebrow. “You want me to hum on your dick?”
Grinning like the cat that got the canary, he leans in close to my face. His eyes narrow but his smile grows. “Yeah, that might actually feel too good and I won’t stop.”
He jerks my hands closer to his chest. Our mouths are so close I can feel his breath against my lips.
“Here’s what I’m going to do to you, flower.
” Finn licks his lips and his tongue flicks against mine.
I inhale sharply at the pulse of desire that rocks me.
“I’m going to have Wyatt hold your hands behind your back while I fuck your pretty little mouth.
Watch your teeth. Suck when you can. You need out, snap your fingers. Show me.”
He looks down at my hands. I snap my fingers.
“Just like that.” His gaze returns to mine. “If you struggle, I’m not going to stop. If you gag, I’m not going to stop. You good, flower?”
I’m right on the edge again just searching his eyes, being held in sweet anticipation. Wyatt drops down behind me. His legs trap mine together. Finn takes my hands and moves them behind my back to Wyatt. Wyatt takes my wrists.
“Snap, trouble.”
I snap, but I barely hear it over the pounding of my heart. Their heat surrounds me. I don’t know what Dante did to make me come. Maybe I was already wound so fucking tight that it just tripped some wire inside me. Maybe he just goes deep enough. Maybe there’s a way to come from giving head.
Fuck, I’m willing to try again.
Finn takes the elastic out of my hair, careful not to pull any strands out. He holds the elastic out to Dante. “She’ll need this after.”
Dante just shakes his head as he puts the elastic on his wrist.
Finn runs his hands through my hair, pushing it away from my face and gathering it together into a ponytail. Holding my hair in one hand, he tips my chin up. “How do you make this stop, flower?”
“I snap or you come.”
He smirks and trails his finger over my lips. “That’s right. You’re going to be a good girl and take all of my dick, aren’t you?”
I swallow and nod. I have no idea what to expect but I’m excited. Finn pushes his thumb past my lips and I open my mouth for him.
“Suck on my thumb. Get it nice and wet.” His eyes lock on mine as I suck on his thumb. He works it in and out of my mouth like his cock. He presses down on my tongue. “Open wide.”
My entire body buzzes with an achy tightness. His gaze drops to my open mouth. He tugs my head back by my hair, dragging his thumb out of my mouth and down my neck to my throbbing pulse. I keep my mouth open and tug a little on my wrists, but Wyatt holds me tight.
Finn grabs his cock and lowers my mouth over him. “Close your lips around my cock, flower.”
I close my lips and lick the underside of his cock, stroking it with my tongue.
He chuckles darkly. “Look at you. So fucking eager. Such a good girl sucking my cock.”
His other hand moves down to my throat, squeezing lightly. What? My wide gaze lifts to his.
“Just a little pressure, flower.”
I can still breathe, so I don’t panic, curious what he’ll do next. I’m more helpless than when Dante fucked my mouth. Dante wanted my surrender. But I’m at Finn’s complete mercy. He doesn’t want me to give in. He wants to take from me. That aching need wells inside me at the thought.