Chapter 28
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Evie
Darkness surrounded me. I stood at the edge of the bed, Austin right behind me.
A soft whine sounded in my throat as he tightened the silk blindfold around my head. Without being able to see him, all my focus shifted to my other senses.
The way he felt against me.
The brush of his calloused fingers against my face.
The soft growl in his throat as he undressed me.
I trusted him. Completely. With every single part of me.
I love him.
I’d been in love with him for so long. To finally be wanted and seen by him healed all the little broken pieces of my heart.
Pleasure skated across my skin as Austin kissed a trail between my breasts, unclasping my bra and tossing it to the side. It landed on the floor, and I moaned as he took one of my nipples between his lips. He sucked until it hardened then kissed over to the other one.
Fuck. I loved all the sensations washing over me. His teeth bit into my flesh and I cried out, the pain dissipating into more pleasure.
I reached out for his cock, closing my hand around his hardening length. He thrust into my grip, and I felt the slickness of pre-cum on the head. I whimpered as he kissed over my stomach, all the way down to my pussy.
I was already soaked. Every touch, every kiss, every brush of his beard against my thighs . . . It was better than I’d ever imagined.
“God, you’re sweet,” he whispered. “So fucking sweet. Let me have a taste, baby.”
He gently parted my legs then pressed his tongue against my clit, circling slowly. My head tossed back, my mouth opening for a cry. His fingertips dug into my thighs, spreading them even further apart so he could get what he wanted.
“Fucking perfect,” he huffed. “Give me more.”
His hand curved around the back of my knee and he lifted, draping it over his shoulder.
I gasped, holding onto him for balance as his tongue worked me faster.
I stood before him, wavering as pleasure tore through me.
I started grinding my cunt against his mouth, my voice ringing through the bedroom.
He pushed two fingers inside me as he kept licking, working them in tandem with his tongue. More ripples of pleasure seared me, and I wanted more. I was greedy for every ounce of euphoria he could give me.
“Good girl,” he panted. “Let’s get you on the bed.”
My whole world tilted as he walked me back to the bed, pushing me down onto the blankets.
“Touch yourself for me,” he demanded. “I’m going to get . . . supplies.”
I shivered in anticipation, sliding my hands over my body. I listened to the heaviness of his footsteps on the hardwoods, the opening of a closet door. A gasp ripped from me as I circled my clit, rocking my hips, desperate for him to be inside me.
I wanted his cum dripping out of me.
Another shiver ran up my spine. I heard Austin come closer, the bed rocking as he joined me on the mattress. A couple items dropped right next to me, and I wanted to know what they were.
But the mystery of it all turned me on.
“How’s the blindfold?” he asked.
“I love it,” I whispered. “I like imagining what you’re going to do to me next.”
“Good. It’s what we discussed,” he said. “Turn over onto all fours.”
I did as he asked and smiled when he grabbed a pillow and wedged it under my hips. I settled in, stretching my arms out and releasing a breath that relaxed all of me.
Austin rubbed his hands over my ass cheeks, warming each of them up. He started slapping each one, building up the tolerance and bringing heat to the surface.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.”
More than ready. I listened to his every movement. He was picking something up.
Something cool rubbed over each cheek. Cool and flat. A paddle. A leather one?
Suddenly, it came down hard on my ass. I squealed as stinging pain rippled through me. But behind the pain, the pleasure was just as immense.
I loved this. The blindfold pulled me deeper into a submissive headspace. My spine arched as he spanked me again and again, driving me to the edge. He wasn't letting me go, though, holding me in place, forcing me to take the pain and the pleasure.
“Austin,” I cried.
“You’re taking it so well, princess. Every single spanking. You look beautiful like this, bent over for me, your ass red.”
A sob left me, my breath shortening as he spanked me again. The sound of the leather against my skin snapped through the room. This time, I tensed as I expected him to bring it down, but he paused, lingering just long enough to fool me into believing he wasn't going to spank me.
But then he did, and it was amazing.
“Oh my god,” I whimpered.
Austin dropped the paddle, his fingers sliding between my folds.
“You're so fucking wet,” he groaned. “I already knew spanking turned you on, I just didn't realize how much it would do it for you.”
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked, pulling my head back. My breath caught as he slowly undid the blindfold, bringing me back to reality, to the room, to him.
“Look into my eyes,” he demanded.
I held his unwavering gaze as his fingers pushed inside me. His hold on my hair tightened, keeping my head back as he started to thrust them in and out.
Holy fuck.
My pussy clenched around his fingers, and I whimpered again, chanting his name as he fucked me with them. My cheeks heated as I heard the vulgar sounds my pussy made for him, so drenched that I started dripping down my thighs.
“That's my girl,” he whispered. “You're going to squirt for me.”
“I don't know,” I rasped. “I don’t know if I can.”
“You will,” he promised. “Don't fight it.”
He released my hair, allowing me to sink back down against the blankets. My breasts pressed into the bed, my ass up so he could keep fucking me with his fingers.
Suddenly, he rolled me over onto my back. I squeaked as he settled on me. Something wet dripped against my pussy. Lube.
He pushed my thighs apart.
“Keep these spread for me,” he demanded. “Do not put them together.”
That was going to be easier said than done. My head lifted when I heard the buzzing sound of a vibrator. I screamed as he pressed the head against my clit, a wall of pleasure colliding into me.
Austin moaned. “Fuck. I’m gonna come just from hearing you scream.”
My nails raked down his back and he sucked in a breath, strengthening his hold on me as he worked the vibrator against my clit.
He sucked in another breath as I scratched him hard enough, I wouldn’t be surprised if there were red streaks down his back. He leaned down, kissing my inner thigh as he adjusted the angle of the toy, finding the right spot.
An orgasm hit me out of nowhere. I bucked against him as I sobbed his name, trembling beneath him, his biceps bulging as he kept me from writhing away.
“Don’t fight it,” he growled. “Take it, Evie. Be a good girl and take it.”
I gasped as it tore through me, leaving me a trembling mess. My head spun with pleasure, my lungs dragging in breaths, all while the vibrations kept coming.
“Austin,” I exhaled. “I came.”
“And? You didn’t squirt.”
I wasn’t sure I could. The intensity had already been so much, could I really give him another orgasm? Could I even come like that? I wriggled beneath him, and he chuckled, kicking up the settings on the vibrator.
“Fuck,” I growled. “Austin.”
His beard rubbed against my thigh, and I felt his smile against my skin, the chuckle in his throat. “More,” he whispered. “I demand it.”
“Fuck your demands,” I grumbled, but that only got me another chuckle and him tightening his hold on me.
I was still recovering from my orgasm, but the vibrator was relentless. I gasped as pleasure feathered through me again, awakening every nerve ending.
“You know, I hate Nick,” he said. “But I really think that the two of us could share you between and it would be good.”
Fuck. I hadn't even thought about that. At least, not in depth. Nick and Matthew had their own dynamic, and when the three of us were in the bedroom together, one of them took the lead. At first it was Nick, but more and more often it was Matthew.
But what about submitting to them at the same time? What would that be like?
God, what would it be like for all three of them to dominate me? Having Nick tease me while Austin and Matthew fucked me had already been so good. The options were endless . . .
“God, that instantly made you more wet,” he whispered. “You like being shared, don't you baby?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“I like the idea of the three of us having you between us too. One of us filling each of your holes.”
I had dreamed about that multiple times.
“Yes,” I sobbed.
He moved his body, removing the vibrator as he settled between my legs. He paused as his cock slapped against my pussy.
“Fuck. Condom—”
“We don’t need one,” I said. “Unless you want one. We’ve all tested recently and are negative, right?”
“Yes,” he said. “I went last week. I’m negative for everything.”
“And I’m on birth control.”
He hesitated. “Are you sure?”
“I am. But if you don’t want to, that’s completely fine.”
“I want,” he said. “But we should discuss with Nick and Matthew together maybe?”
Right. Fuck, I was bad at this sometimes. “We’ll wait,” I rasped. “Maybe the four of us can come together.”
He chuckled and leaned down, kissing me hard on the mouth. His tongue tangled with mine for a few seconds then he leaned over, grabbing a condom out of the side table. Within a blink, it was on, and he was settled back between my thighs.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, writhing as he pressed the head of his cock against my entrance. He grabbed the vibrator and held the tip against my clit, smiling down at me.
Damn, that was almost an evil smile.
In the same moment he pushed inside me, he flipped on the vibrator. Pleasure so strong it felt like a tidal wave hit me, and I screamed between his cock spreading me and the vibrator rocking me straight to my core.
He was relentless and rough, and it was everything I’d wanted and more. My voice rang around us as he drove into me repeatedly, my pussy milking his cock, the vibrator threatening to pull my soul out of my body.
There was no way I was going to last long. I’d never felt this sort of pleasure building before. There were no thoughts in my head, just taking what he was giving me. The constant battering of pleasure, the never-ending thrusts. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Austin,” I cried.
“Fuck,” he growled. “Come for me, baby. Squirt for me. Drench me.”
I screamed again as it hit me.
I’d never come like this before. I felt the pressure and suddenly as I orgasmed—hot liquid burst from me, making a mess between Austin and I.
He cursed, fucking me harder through me squirting until he grunted too, going still as he started to come.
Our foreheads pressed together, both of us breathing through the rush.
I trembled under him as I came down from the high of it. My eyes shut. I basked in the way my heart pounded in my chest and my blood buzzed in my veins.
“Fuck,” I mumbled against his ear. “I can’t believe you made me squirt. I feel like such a mess now.”
“The sexiest mess in the entire world,” he chuckled, rocking his hips for good measure.
He wrapped his arms around me, kissing me gently. I couldn’t stop smiling, though.
“What?” he chuckled.
“Nothing. Just . . . some dreams do come true.”
He kissed me harder. “Some dreams do.”