Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
CALEB
I swear the sight of him losing himself to her delectable cunt has me desperate to take her tight arse.
“Stop!” My voice, a commanding tone, has Noah freezing in place as I pull Jessica off his cock.
“Hold her,” I say and wait for him to take her from me before I remove the tie from her bound wrists. I rub over them to help with the circulation before stepping back.
“On the bed.”
Noah carries her over, his dick pressing against her pussy before he tosses her softly to the mattress. She lets out a gasp, her breathing still erratic.
“I want to take your arse while he fucks your cunt,” I say.
“Are you up for that, sweet girl?” Noah asks, his fist sliding up and down his shaft, still glistening from her arousal because fuck if we don’t get off on her consent.
“Yes,” she says,her voice hoarse, her eyes darting between us, the colour drowned out by her pupils.
“Good girl. Lose the dress but keep on the shoes.”
She moves to her knees and tries to disentangle herself from her dress. She huffs, getting increasingly flustered as she tries to pull it up her torso.
“Hold still,” I say, reaching into my bedside drawer, pulling out my pocketknife and flicking the blade open.
Her breath hitches, her gaze sliding to the blade as it glints off the light from the bedside lamp.
We’ve dabbled a little with knife play, but it’s mostly about trust; trusting us to go up to a line but never cross it.
“Lay down.”
She does, no questions asked, and I love how easily she submits.
Kneeling on the bed, I crawl over her and straddle her thighs.
I pull the hem of her dress away from her body, dragging the blade through the material and up the length. The knife is sharp and glides through like melted butter until the fabric parts, revealing her heaving chest and her breasts spilling out of her strapless bra.
With the tip of the blade, I skim it across the swells of her breasts, then down the centre of them until I reach her bra, slicing through it and freeing them for me.
Her eyes follow the motion, her nostrils flaring.
Flicking the knife closed, I toss it onto the bedside table.
She shivers, her nipples hard peaks, and Noah leans over, sucking one into his mouth. Her hand moves to the back of his head to hold him in place.
Not wanting to leave her other breast out, I lean over and suck the stiff peak into my mouth.
She moves her other hand to the back of my head, arching up.
I bite down, knowing what she needs, and then pull back.
“Noah, grab the clamps.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice as he reaches into the drawer full of toys and hands me the silver nipple clamps.
“You want this, don’t you, little temptress?”
I love how her breathing heightens, and she licks her lips in anticipation.
“You know I do.”
Raising an eyebrow, I glance at Noah and then back at Jessica.
“You sure? You seem, dare Isay, indifferent.” I want to goad her almost to the point of begging. Because I love it when she begs, the way she squirms, desperate for our cocks.
Her eyes narrow, our wanton seductress coming to the surface. She’s come into her own, so much more confident in asking for what she wants and taking what she needs.
“Caleb, please, I want you to put those on my nipples, and then I want you both to fuck me.”
Noah wipes his palm down his face, his eyes blazing as he holds a hand towards me.
“As you wish, my love.” I pass Noah a clamp linked by the silver chain, and together, we clip them to her nipple. She groans as we do, the sound a hit to my senses.
I sit back on my knees and begin to unbutton my shirt. Noah takes no time stripping out of his clothes, and I can’t help but feel proud of him at this moment. I know how insecure he feels about his naked chest.
I take my time, building the anticipation as I slowly remove mine, giving our girl a show.
Her eyes are so dark with arousal, her chest rising and falling, her breasts heaving, the clamps holding onto her nipples as she watches, completely enthralled.
When I reach the waistband of my trousers, I stand up and push them down along with my boxer briefs, my hard cock springing free and standing to attention. I run the pad of my thumb over the bead of pre-cum.
The urge to have her spread her thighs and hold herself open to me while I jack off and come all over her sweet pussy lips is strong. I love watching my cum coat her skin and leak from her pussy, but I also want to be inside her.
“Get on your knees.”
I almost laugh at how fast Jessica moves into position, presenting us with her rear. Fuck me, that’s hot.
Biting down on my fist, I let out a deep groan, my palm caressing her arse cheek and squeezing before I raise my hand and then bring my palm down against her bare flesh.
Is there anything prettier than my handprint on her arse cheek?
I wasn’t sure if she’d like it. We talked about it when we were sharing the things we enjoy during sex.
Rubbing over the sting, I slide my fingers down her arse crack and then slip them inside her pussy, thrusting hard before drawing them back and then slapping her arse again.
I reach for the lube.
“Noah, get into position.”
He lays down.
“Jessica, straddle him.”
She lifts her leg over him, his hands moving to her hips, his dick straining between them.
I lather my dick in lube and my fingers before spreading her arse cheeks and begin rimming her, my tongue darting out to lick her rosy bud before I add a finger.
I take my time prepping her, adding more fingers as I go, scissoring her open as Noah kisses her. He won’t fuck her until I say.
It’s not long before she’s pushing her arse into my touch, desperate, demanding.
“Please Caleb, I’m ready. Please fuck me.”
I reach for a handful of her hair and tug her head back, twisting her face to the side.
“Remember what we talked about if it gets too much?”
Her tongue flicks out over her bottom lip.
“Yes, I use my safe word.”
“Which is?” Noah asks.
“Formidable,” she says on a breathy exhale.
“Good girl.” No matter how many times we fuck and make love, it’s important for her to voice her limits. There’s a fine line between pleasure and pain, and true pain. We would never want to hurt her unintentionally, and that’s why communication is so important to us.
“Noah, how desperate are you to have her tight cunt wrapped around your cock?” I ask, looking down at him.
“Very,” he replies, his hand working his length between them.
He moves into position.
“Lower yourself onto his cock, Jessica.”
She does as she’s told, causing both of them to groan in unison.
“Now, lean forward,” I say, pushing on the back of her neck, pulling her hips back and angling her where I need her.
“Deep breath,” I say into her ear as I press the head of my cock to her back entrance, and then I push inside. I go slowly, feeling every inch of Noah’s cock as I do.
She’s a tight fit.
“You good?” I ask her.
“Perfect,” she hisses out through her teeth.
I glance at Noah as he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, looking down to watch his cock disappear inside her cunt.
Together, we work in tandem, easing in and out of her.
“So full,” she says, her channels squeezing us. So. Fucking. Good.
“Do you think we could make you squirt, sweet girl?” Noah loves it when she loses her inhibitions like that. It makes him come harder.
She moans, and I know she wants that too. “Come on, little temptress, strangle our cocks. Show us how much you were made for us.”
Jessica throws her head back and then pushes back against my cock.
“Topping from the bottom, I see.”
I love it when she gets so lost in the sensations and chases her pleasure, ripping ours from us in unadulterated passion.
My cock hardens as Noah’s hard dick presses against mine, only a thin barrier between us. Together, we find the perfect rhythm.
“Touch your clit,” I demand.
She moves, slipping a hand between her and Noah and then begins to tease herself.