One More Rule (Blindfold Club 2.50)

“Wait,” she blurted out. Her hands flailed, finding his shoulders.

He pumped his hips, sliding up and down through her folds. My pussy clenched at the visual. I loved how that sensation felt, the ridge of Dominic’s cock when he teased, skin on heated skin.

And holy shit. Was Logan going to break the rule?

He was right there. Only a slight push of his hips and he’d be inside her. Evie gulped down air like she was drowning. Her desire and his need were thick in the enclosed space, blanketing us all.

“Don’t you want to?” Logan’s words were coated in persuasion. Evil man. She squirmed beneath him. “Are you trying to get me to fuck you, naughty girl?”

Her expression flashed with guilt. “Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Do it,” she begged. “Just for a second.”

Dominic’s warm breath was at the shell of my ear. “I t

old you.” Dammit.

Logan continued his slow, mocking thrusts while not sliding into her. “What about the rule?”

“I don’t care anymore. You win, Logan. Fuck me, please.”

“Shit, Evie. I really fucking want to . . .” His hands clenched on her waist, tightening to hold her still. “But I won’t.”

She gasped. “What? Why?”

“Because I love you. I’m not going to risk any regret about tonight. What if we do this and you end up wishing we’d waited a few more days?” He reached a hand out, finding her face and guided himself to plant a kiss on her lips. “I promise I’ll make it worth the wait.”

Warmth spread through my chest, spiraling outward from my heart. Yeah, Logan was lucky to have Evie, but she was plenty lucky to have him, too. He always put her first, which to me was the definition of love.

I glanced at Dominic, who wore the same smile I probably had on my face. He’d give me whatever I needed, just as I’d do for him, no matter what.

“So,” Logan said, “no sex until you make an honest man out of me. But I won’t say no if you want to blow me right now.”

She laughed and fused her lips to his. Their kiss was raw and powerful, and when she pulled back, she was grinning. But I knew her well. Beneath that blindfold, she was blinking back emotional tears. Her love for him was overwhelming.

“Where are you—” she said, but her words cut off as he bent back down. His tongue swirled where his cock had just been, and she twitched, like the pleasure had been intense. “Oh, shit.”

He sank his fingers inside her, pumping them in a furious tempo, and his mouth rotated on her clit, hinting how much work was going beneath his lips. She bucked on the seat, groaning.

Her moans swelled with each passing second. “God, I’m close,” she said. “I’m so fucking close.”

It only made Logan increase his efforts. His hand not inside her body wandered up her stomach, grabbing a handful of her breast. That seemed to be the final straw to tip her over the edge.

“Fuck!” She seized as tremors tumbled down her legs. The muscles along her calves strained with the orgasm until she collapsed back against the seat with an enormous sigh. Her mouth was slack, and she panted for air.

Watching the ecstasy rip through her flipped a switch on Dominic. His fingers pulsed inside me, and teeth sank into the flesh of my earlobe, so his breath filled my ear. My mind couldn’t focus on anything but this man. I groaned quietly into his rough palm that was covering my lips.

“Touch your pussy. Let’s make this body come.”

It was a command I was happy to follow. I buried my fingers in between my legs, rubbing the swollen nub, needing relief. God, his hands. The one fucking me was building my climax, but the one keeping me quiet was so dominating and hot.

Logan sat on the seat beside Evie, and she didn’t waste any time switching positions with him. Her knees were on the floor, the panties still wrapped around an ankle, and her hands gripped his hard cock in the moment before it disappeared into her mouth.

It came on a low voice from Logan. “Fuck.”

Was there something wrong with me that I liked watching this? I enjoyed seeing her head bob on him, and loved listening to his heavy breathing. I was already unbearably turned on, but then Logan gathered her hair up into a makeshift ponytail, holding it with a strong hand while she sucked him. It was so hot, it made me sweat. He controlled her pace, and the leather seats protested when he thrust up into her mouth.