CHAPTER 22 #2
Tears dripped from my cheeks, and I didn’t even realize I was crying. I also didn’t notice as they got to their feet, moving around me and embracing me between them. I welcomed the safety and security I’d come to know when I was in their arms.
“So what do we do next?” I asked, a sob following the words, making me laugh.
“I’m thinkin’ we should go back to the apartment, play out this whole watchin’ TV thing.” Cav’s sexy smirk made my body tingle. “With you laid out naked between us.”
“Hmm. That sounds like a good plan,” I agreed. “Whoever came up with that idea is pretty brilliant, don’t you think?”
“Brilliant,” Edge agreed, taking my hand. “And naughty.”
“Very naughty,” Cav echoed.
While they locked up the new apartment and led me back to the elevator, I kept my eyes on the engagement rings on my finger.
“You like them?” Edge asked when we stepped out on their floor.
“They’re beautiful,” I mumbled.
“Glad you think so,” Edge said with a smirk. “Because in about three minutes, they’ll be the only thing you’re wearing.”
I laughed, then moaned as they made good on that promise, stripping me in the middle of the living room before settling me on the sofa between them.
“What are we watching?” I asked, glancing over at the television.
“Does it even matter?” Cav joked.
I looked his way to see his heated gaze traveling slowly over every inch of my body. I inhaled sharply when his skilled fingers skimmed my legs, moving higher.
“It really doesn’t,” I assured him, trying to spread my legs to get him closer to where I needed him.
“I’ll be right back,” Edge said, shifting out from under my head.
“Where’s he going?” I asked, watching as he went down the hall to his bedroom.
“Not my concern right now,” Cav mumbled, his thumb gliding over my clit.
My back bowed as the onslaught of sensation stole the air right out of my lungs. I moaned, grinding my hips, trying to intensify the pressure of his thumb.
“Cav … please…”
He chuckled and moved. His movements were so quick and unexpected that the only thing I could do was laugh as he tossed me over his shoulder.
I giggled uncontrollably as he followed the same path Edge had taken, right to their bedroom.
“Tonight, sweetness,” Edge said when Cav set me on the bed, “we’re in charge.”
“Is that right?” I taunted.
His eyes heated. “That sassy mouth’s going to get you in trouble.”
“Is it? How so?”
I could see him holding back a smile. He wanted to play, I could feel it deep in my soul, and I wanted to give him what he wanted.
After all, I was their naughty student. It was my responsibility to play the part accordingly.
CAV
Naughty student.
That was the scene Edge was setting up.
No, there wasn’t a classroom or books, but they weren’t necessary. Just the woman who had made this all a reality.
“Keep sassin’,” I warned, “and you’ll earn yourself a spankin’.”
She moaned, something she did whenever we played like this.
No, this wasn’t the full-time D/s roles that some people engaged in, but it worked for the three of us. We needed this in our busy lives, a chance to escape reality, to enjoy ourselves in the most basic way possible.
“That a threat or a promise, Professor Cavanaugh?” she goaded.
“Definitely a promise, Miss Lautner,” I responded, moving quickly enough to catch her off guard as I flipped her onto her stomach.
Jamie squealed at the same time Edge took one hand, I took the other. We easily restrained her to the soft leather restraints that were permanent fixtures on this bed these days.
“What are you doing?” she moaned and thrashed, playing her part perfectly.
“It’s what you want, is it not, Miss Lautner?” Edge growled. “That sassy mouth of yours always seems to get you in trouble.”
“I’ll be good,” she cried out. “I promise. I’ll be good, Professor Edge.”
“I’ve heard that before.” His eyes glittered as he glanced over at me and smiled.
“You’re so mean,” she hissed. “You’re not the boss of me.”
I bit back the laugh. Over the months, Jamie had gotten deeper and deeper into the role every time we played, and the truth was, it was a highlight of my week. I enjoyed every moment I got to spend with her, but these especially.
“I’ll give you a choice of punishment,” Edge said as I moved to the end of the bed and held Jamie’s ankles, keeping her still.
“Whatever,” she snapped.
“Five swats with the paddle,” he stated, “or ten with my hand. Your choice.”
“Do your worst, Professor Edge. You don’t scare me.”
I could see Edge fighting the urge to laugh, too. This woman was something else. Hell, she was sheer perfection.
“Next thing you’ll say is that this hurts you more than it hurts me. Is that right?” She flailed, unable to move much due to the restraints and my hands holding her legs down.
“Oh, no, baby,” he crooned. “This won’t hurt me a bit.” He palmed her ass, squeezed.
Jamie moaned, her body relaxing.
“Which’ll it be?” I asked. “Paddle or hand?”
“Hand,” she bit out.
“Mmm.” Edge moved his hands over her bare ass.
I couldn’t look away.
“I think she needs to learn her lesson,” Edge said to me. “Perhaps you should eat her pussy while I punish this sweet ass.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I made quick work of discarding my clothes, then with his help, I slid underneath her, my mouth directly beneath her pussy, my cock hard and throbbing by her face.
“On your knees, sweetness,” Edge instructed. “Stay still.”
Her knees settled beside my head, her upper body resting on me because of the restraints.
Jamie moaned, her warm breath disappearing from my cock. If I had to guess, Edge had fisted her hair, lifting her head.
“You want his cock, Miss Lautner?”
“Yes, Professor Edge. I want to suck him.”
“Too bad.”
Well, it appeared I would be punished, too. Oh, well. Good thing I had something else to focus on.
Her cheek rested on my thigh, her body relaxing over me.
I met Edge’s gaze as I curled my arms around her thighs and buried my face in her pussy, lapping at her until she was moaning softly, the vibrations sliding through me.
We alternated between me driving her to distraction with my tongue and him using his hand to smack her sweet little ass every so often. We didn’t relent until she was begging, pleading for the two of us to fuck her.
“You have to come first,” Edge insisted. “Come all over Cav’s face. Then, if you’re a good girl, we’ll both fuck you.”
I flicked her clit, holding her still with my arms until she screamed, her clit pulsing against my tongue.
“Fuck me,” she demanded.
Edge laughed, a deep, throaty rumble that sounded tormented. “Last I checked, you’re at our mercy, Miss Lautner. Might I suggest you ask nicely.”
“Please,” she whimpered, her hips gyrating as she tried to get closer to my tongue again.
“Nicely,” Edge repeated.
“Please, Professor Edge … Professor Cavanaugh… Please fuck me.”
Although we played a good game, there was no way we could deny her. While Edge freed her from the restraints, I repositioned beneath her so that we were face-to-face.
“Kiss me,” I ordered. “Taste your pussy on my tongue.”
Her eyes were glazed with passion as she crushed her mouth to mine. When her hands were freed, Jamie’s arms circled my neck, holding me tightly.
“Don’t let go,” I ordered.
“Never,” she whispered, meeting my eyes momentarily. I could see the love, the passion. She unhinged me.
Reaching between us, I guided my cock inside her, sucking in air as her warm, wet pussy sheathed me.
“Feel so fucking good,” I muttered, meeting her lips again.
Jamie rocked forward, back, taking me deep inside her. Her lips glided over mine, her tongue slicking over my lip, nibbling gently as she fucked me.
I felt the bed shift when Edge joined us.
We’d assumed this position numerous times, and what I knew was coming had my body tightening, anticipation fueling me.
Jamie moaned in my mouth, pulling back.
“Keep fucking me,” I ordered. “Let me feel that sweet cunt milking my dick.”
Another moan escaped her as she circled her hips, teasing my cock with her pussy.
When I felt Edge slide inside her ass, the hard ridge of his cock pushing against mine from deep within her, my mind spiraled, senses obliterated.
I had no idea why, but the very thought of claiming this woman at the same time was a trigger for me.
It set me on edge, made my balls tighten, the need to come so fucking great it was hard to breathe.
“Please…” Jamie whimpered. “More.”
Edge didn’t hesitate. Once he was fully seated inside her, giving her time to adjust to the intrusion, he took over, controlling the pace with every thrust of his hips.
Sliding my hand between our bodies, I found Jamie’s clit, teased it ruthlessly, driving her higher. Those unrestrained mewls and cries had my body hardening, my release just out of reach.
Edge groaned low in his throat as he slammed into her once, twice…
It was the third time that sent me over, Jamie’s pussy clamping down on my dick as she screamed our names. I locked my teeth together, groaned as a nearly painful orgasm ripped through me. Edge followed us over.
“I love you,” Jamie whispered on choppy breaths, chuckling as she rolled onto her side between us. “Love you both.”
A loud smack sounded, and she squealed.
“I owe you a few,” Edge noted. “Your little ass was just too enticing. Had to have it.”
I opened my eyes, glanced over at Jamie. Her eyes were closed, and she was smiling.
“I’m sure I’ll give you plenty more reasons to spank me in the future.”
“I’m sure you will, too,” we both said at the same time.
After all, we had the rest of our lives ahead of us.