No Good Deed - Marie Sexton Page 0,70

said, and they all laughed.

Still, Jonas was nervous as he and Avery entered the bedroom. They stopped short just inside the door.

The four Doms stood around the bed. Charlie had put on a leather vest. Warren and Gray were both bare-chested. Gray held a crop in one hand. Only Phil looked mildly out of place, still wearing his button-down shirt as he watched the show in front of him.

River and Taylor on the bed, kissing passionately.

Both of them completely naked.

Avery chuckled, leaning closer to Jonas so he could speak without everybody hearing them. “Taylor kind of drives the whole thing, if you haven’t figured that out yet. I don’t think he does it on purpose. But like Warren said, he’s insatiable. He gets pretty wild when he’s horny.”

Jonas grinned, biting his lip. “Anything else I should know?”

“River doesn’t bottom. He’d actually like to do it more, but he has a hard time relaxing for it.” He blushed. “I don’t want to sound like a gossip. I’m just telling you what he told me. But he loves giving head, maybe even more than Taylor does.”

“’Bout time you two showed up.” Warren grinned, hooking his thumb toward the bed. “We want all four of you over here. Now.”

Now that he knew Gray wouldn’t be an issue, Jonas was ready and willing to take part in this. He undressed and climbed onto the bed. The minute he did, River and Taylor turned on him, practically tackling him. He ended up flat on his back with somebody’s warm mouth around his cock. Avery leaned over him from the side, kissing him hard, ravaging Jonas’s mouth with his tongue while River and Taylor took turns sucking his cock. Taylor’s loud moans filled the room, interrupted only by the unmistakable sound of a crop hitting bare flesh. Avery whimpered against Jonas’s lips.

“Do you enjoy that?” Jonas whispered.

The look in Avery’s eyes the next time the crop came down was all the answer he needed. “You don’t?”

Jonas hesitated, then shook his head.

“I could come just from being flogged.” The crop came down again, and Avery whimpered. “Although that’s not my first choice.”

“Where’s the lube?” Warren asked.

Charlie took a bottle out of the bedside table and tossed it to Warren. A few seconds later, Taylor’s cries grew even louder as Warren used his fingers to make Taylor ready.

“Yes,” Taylor moaned. “Yes, Warren. Fuck me, please—”

Warren chuckled, pulling his hand away. “Not yet. But you’re welcome to make use of one of those cocks on the bed.”

Taylor groaned in frustration and turned on River, pushing him to his back. Taylor straddled him, panting impatiently as he angled River’s cock into place. He sank down onto it, crying out.

Warren moved between Jonas’s legs with the bottle of lube. “You’re next.”

Jonas smiled, lifting his legs and spreading his knees to give Warren access. “Yes, sir.”

Avery kissed him again as Warren’s thick fingers slid in. Only one at first, then a second. Jonas gasped, arching his back, bucking his hips. Gray brought the crop down again on Avery’s back, making Avery whimper. Jonas clung to him as Warren’s fingers continued to move in him.

“Yes,” Jonas gasped. “Oh, God, sir. Don’t stop.”

Warren leaned over him, grinning as he finger-fucked Jonas. “I’d forgotten how wild you can get. You might even give Taylor a run for his money.”

He kissed Jonas’s forehead and moved on to Avery. Gray continued bringing the crop down on Avery’s back as Warren applied the lube. Jonas had never met anybody who loved pain so much. Avery was practically limp from pleasure, lost in the euphoria of the pain and Warren’s fingers inside of him. Jonas rolled toward Taylor and River—River still flat on his back, his hands on Taylor’s thighs as Taylor went to town.

“Give River a cock to suck,” Phil said.

Jonas straddled River’s neck. River stared at Jonas’s erection, his eyes begging even if his mouth wasn’t. Jonas angled his cock into River’s mouth. River couldn’t move much, so Jonas did all the work, hanging on to the headboard as he fucked River’s mouth. River moaned happily, his hands on Jonas’s hips.

For a while, Jonas lost track of where the others were. He was pretty sure Avery and Taylor were taking turns riding River, but Jonas was happy to stay where he was, taking advantage of River’s mouth. Warren and Charlie stroked themselves as they watched. Phil held his erection through his jeans—not stroking, but biding his time as Jonas had seen him do in the past. Gray