Bad Men - Piper Stone Page 0,75

spoon, twirling it several times, his damn sexy eyes twinkling.

“This is going to inflict just the right amount of pain to help you understand.” After carefully placing it beside him, he gave me a savage look then peeled off my dress, tossing it as if clothes were optional.

Another shiver coursed through me, my nipples fully aroused and the scent of my feminine wiles creating another rise of embarrassment. How could I feel so turned on when I was being punished? Because of the two gorgeous men doling out the discipline or was there some innate part of me hungering for a dominant man? The thought was as horrifying as it was scintillating.

Diego gently pulled me over his lap, taking the time to grind his very hard shaft into me before beginning.

I was shocked at both the sound and the incredible explosion of pain from something so small. I already hated the ridiculous implement. With every smack, I yelped, wiggling on his lap in such a way I almost slipped onto the floor.

“None of that, little girl,” he said in a husky manner as he pulled me into a more secure position, bringing the spoon down several times. When he delivered two hard cracks against my upper thighs, I let out another yelp, my reaction causing Diego to caress my bruised bottom. “If you can’t be quiet, I’ll have to gag you. We can’t risk being found by your cries.”

I know. I know. I know.

I took a deep breath as he continued brushing his fingers from one side to the other, finally struggling to take a look at Jack. There was indeed something different about him, the kind of carnal hunger that fueled an absolute beast. Whether he was resigned to the fact that he was sharing me with Diego, or it simply no longer mattered, I knew one thing for certain.

He was going to thrust his cock deep inside.

Dominating me.

Devouring me.

And the harder truth? I wanted nothing more than to have both men take me.

Use me.

Fuck me.

I was so alive, every synapse on fire as the spanking continued, but as the pain shifted into something more evocative, my mind faded away to a blur. I was far too turned on, my entire body trembling. I was ready to beg them to do whatever the hell they wanted. The dichotomy of what I’d felt before to now was startling. I wanted to surrender to them, to enjoy being taken like the bad girl I was.

I craved having their mouths and tongues, their fingers and cocks electrifying me. I wanted to taste first one then the other, sucking on their shafts as they feasted on my pussy. I longed to be sandwiched between them, feeling the rapid beating of their hearts against me.

And the trouble was I didn’t just want this for tonight or the next few days.

I wanted it forever.

A sadness swept through me, knowledge that these weren’t the kind of men who could settle for a normal life. They wanted more. The excitement. The danger. The money. I was merely a distraction and nothing more. I refused to allow tears to form. No longer would I allow my fear to rule me, creating a weakness. All my life I’d followed rules; ones from my father, those from school, now this. I was strong enough to withstand the loss, forging a new life even if that meant completely away from my family.

When I heard the sound of the spoon being tossed, I took several shallow breaths. Then I felt the rush of excitement as Diego brushed his fingers down my spine, taking his time to slide them down the crack of my ass.

I could hear his ragged breathing, the sound more guttural than normal. When he eased my legs apart, I held my breath. The moment he swirled his fingers around my swollen folds, I shivered visibly.

“Oh… I…” My mouth was suddenly dry, my body tensing. The heightened level of excitement left me foggy, my pussy clenching.

“You’re wet. Are you hungry for us, little girl?” Diego’s whispered voice was so powerful, drawing me into a cataclysm of bliss.

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. There was no reason to lie.

“Do you want our cocks to fill you, fuck you?” he continued.

“God, yes. Yes!”

His evil laugh was far too enticing. I shifted back and forth, grinding my hips until he made another strangled sound. Every throb of his cock was thrilling.

“I think she still needs to learn that she’s not in control,” Jack added.

I