His dark eyes were intense but it looked like he understood what I’d asked without words. “Hai.”
I undid the hook and pulled the straps off her shoulders. She rose up on her hands and pulled the bra off, showing me her round breasts and small, dark nipples that were already hard. She looked so sexy topless, I had to touch her. I crushed my hand to her heaving chest as she lay back down on me. Her skin was softer than silk.
“Roku, Arigato.”
Yuriko had made it to six, barely jumping with each new strike. I was out of control and touching her firm tits wasn’t enough anymore. My fingers walked down her back and to her hips, hooking under the top of her panties. Once again, I checked with her Master if this was allowed.
“Hai.”
I eased the lace down one side at a time, inch by inch, until her ass was completely uncovered. Since I was trapped beneath her on the table, I couldn’t get them more than halfway down her thighs, so I left them bunched there.
She whimpered when the leather snapped against her bare flesh, but she thanked him, over and over again. I snaked a hand between our bodies to try to slip a finger inside her, but she was too far away. My fingertips barely brushed over the short patch of hair she had down there.
Akira’s hand closed on her shoulder and pulled her upright. Whatever he said next made Dominic exhale loudly.
“I didn’t understand the first part, but he wants her to play with you while he finishes punishing her.”
I stayed right where I was on the table, but my breath caught. “I want your cock in me.”
His chest rose and fell. Obviously Dominic wanted that. He’d finished unbuttoning his shirt at some point and it hung open, giving me a peek at the sculpture of muscle that he was. His hand went to his crotch and tried to smooth out his erection, adjusting himself. It was so fucking sexy.
Yuriko tugged her panties down the rest of the way, revealing the tiny landing strip of fuzz at the delta of her legs. Color flushed her face, but she didn’t remain standing there. She walked to the closet and dug items out of the bag she’d been carrying, bringing them back to the table.
A bottle of lube in one hand, a silver starter toy in the other. She set them beside me and placed her hands just outside my hips, her breasts swinging over me. Fuck, she looked gorgeous. I stroked a hand from one breast to the other, teasing her nipples.
She took one lash from his belt in that position before dipping her head down and tasting me again. I felt . . . wild. I was so far gone in enjoyment, I didn’t notice much of what was going on around me. The men were talking again, but it wasn’t for instruction.
The back of Dominic’s hand brushed on my shoulder. “Slide over here.”
He helped me move over so I was right at the side of the table, still on my back. Still getting teased by Yuriko’s tongue that licked at just the right spot. Dominic undid his belt. Unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. The fabric slid down his legs and in a single breath, his boxers were tugged out of the way and his cock was out.
“Yes,” I panted. I wrapped a firm grip on him, stroking from the tip all the way to the base.
“You want this? Open up.”
He wasn’t gentle when he shoved inside my mouth, and that was fine with me. I’d learned the taste of Dominic and now I craved it. I loved feeling him slide between my lips, his velvet ski
n on my tongue, the struggled breaths he took when I brought him to the brink. He set a hand on my jaw, controlling my pace.
There was a smack of leather against skin and the mouth sucking at my clit paused. Lips moved over my flesh as she spoke. Ten, thank you.
I sucked at Dominic and stared up at him. My heart was crashing in my chest. Abruptly the mouth on me was gone as Japanese came from Akira. Her knees thudded on the table as she climbed up, posing over me on her hands and knees. What was the plan now? She came close, watching as I hollowed out my cheeks. I pulled him out of my mouth with a loud pop, only to clench him in a hand.
Dominic shook his head in response to Akira’s question. “Ie.”
Another word I knew. No. I pumped him with my fist, smoothing my thumb over the tip and he groaned.
“What did he just ask you?” I said.
“If I wanted her to help you.”
My hand paused. Really? He didn’t want two women to go down on him at once? He wrapped his hand around mine and urged me to stroke him again.
“Doing that,” he said, “might mean you’d have to do the same to him.”
Oh. Yeah, that made sense. He didn’t want to share me with another man. Yuriko let out a moan that stole my attention. The bottle of lube was gone from the table and the cap popped open. Her almond-shaped eyes peered down at me and she snared her bottom lip in her teeth. Akira was preparing to push that soft limit.
I kept one hand on Dominic, stroking and twisting, but my other hand reached up and slipped behind her neck, holding her head, trying to reassure. The lube clunked on the table and Akira snatched up the toy. Yuriko was trembling, but it didn’t seem like she was going to say no. In fact, her face was unreadable. She might have been trembling from excitement.