you,” I whispered, my entire body tingling with anticipation.
He didn’t bother untying me. He just picked up the lube off the nightstand, went around behind me, and oh, Jesus, the jingle of his belt coming undone and the sound of him stroking lube onto his cock made me even hotter. I wasn’t worried about the flogging horse toppling—he’d reinforced it so much, we’d joked that a tornado could knock our house down and this thing would still be upright.
Will slid the butt plug free, and I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip. Then his cock was against my ass, and thank God for the ropes, or I’d have melted to the floor the instant he pushed into me. Every time his hips touched my ass, my skin stung where Kelly had flogged me raw, and fresh endorphins crashed through me alongside the pleasure of taking Will’s dick. This was always my favorite reward after I’d endured a beating like that—Will riding me until he came inside me.
“Wow, that’s hot.” Kelly’s voice cut through the haze, and when I opened my eyes, he was lounging back in the chair, stroking himself through his pants as he watched us. God, the view…
“Let me…” Fuck. I couldn’t talk. Not with my back on fire and my husband’s cock slamming into me.
Kelly looked past me, eyebrows up.
Will dug his fingers into my hips, and he ground out, “Do it, Kelly. Untie one of his hands and let him blow you.”
Kelly’s eyes widened, and I thought he’d choked on his own breath. He got up and came over, and he started clumsily undoing the binding on my arm with his shaky hands. Once he’d freed my hand, he fumbled with his belt and zipper.
“Suck him off, Aaron,” Will commanded. “Show him how good he was to you tonight.”
I nodded, moistening my lips and flexing my newly freed wrist and elbow.
“I like the sound of that,” Kelly said in a low voice. He freed his thick and fully hard dick, curved a hand behind my head, and guided himself into my mouth. “Mmm, yeah.” He rocked his hips, pushing in farther. “I’ll beat you like that any time if this is what I get afterward.”
All I could do was moan, so I did. I loved sucking dick, and I loved taking dick, and now I was doing both while my skin still burned and my head still spun from both subspace and arousal. I shouldn’t have even been hard while I was bottoming after being that deep in subspace, but as one man fucked my mouth and the other my ass, my body responded. I wasn’t fully hard, and I doubted I’d come. Still, if I’d had a free hand and I’d been in a different position, I’d have stroked myself, but I didn’t have permission. The best I could do was let Will’s thrusts push me against the sweat-slicked padding, which felt amazing.
Kelly dragged his fingers through my hair as a ridiculously sexy choked moan escaped his throat. “Can… Oh, fuck.” His cock was steel-hard in my mouth, thick between my lips the way it had been just before he’d come on my tongue the first time, and I couldn’t help groaning around it, which made him shiver. “Will… Will, can I come?” The words tumbled off his lips. “Oh my God, he’s so good. He’s… Fuck, can I—”
“Not yet,” Will panted, riding my ass deep and hard the way he knew I loved it.
Kelly made a frustrated sound. His fingers kneaded my scalp as if he were fighting the urge to grab my hair. I hoped he would—the burn of having my hair pulled while I was blowing someone? Christ, that was hot. But he didn’t. He kept flexing and straightening his fingers, and they kept twitching as if they wanted to grab on, and he was breathing sharply and quickly in between holding his breath as if he were really, really, really struggling to stay in control. From the way Will groaned, he was loving it. Edging was one of his favorite things, and seeing Kelly this torturously close was catnip for Will.
I gave Kelly all I had, pumping his dick and teasing the head with my mouth to push him ever closer to that edge.
“God, fuck you both,” Kelly groaned.
The ragged breath Will released gave me goose bumps—he was definitely loving it.
So I gave Kelly more. And he protested more. And Will fucked me so hard I was going to