Aaron was completely in sync with his brother. They were pushing her desire up, trying to get her to respond. They’d promised her a spanking, but were holding back. He knew it had to be driving her wild. Questions must’ve been swirling in her head. When? How hard? With what? He could see all of them and more in her eyes. She was going to learn to trust him. He was in control. He and Kyle. Not her.
She stopped sucking on his finger. Her eyelids narrowed.
We got you now, baby. “Did I tell you to stop?”
Chapter Thirteen
Gya couldn’t believe she was about to be spanked by Aaron and Kyle.
Aaron frowned. “I asked you a question, sub.”
“Right. You didn’t give me permission to stop sucking on your finger, Sir, but…well, I thought…aren’t you going to spank me? Wasn’t that what you were supposed to do?”
He turned to Kyle. “I knew she was going to be trouble.”
Am I blowing this whole thing?
“You called it, that’s for sure. She’s a naughty girl.” Kyle took off his clothes. “I can’t wait to see this gorgeous ass painted in pink from our hands.”
They’re going to use their hands on me. That ramped up her already overwhelming excitement and nervous energy.
“Me either.” Aaron removed his hands from her breast and stripped off his shorts.
Would she be able to reach orgasm after being spanked by them? She wasn’t sure, but did it matter? No. She just loved being with them. This was where she belonged. She was already connected to them on so many levels—mentally, emotionally, physically—in the most intimate ways.
Aaron reached between her legs, dragging his rough fingers over her pussy. “Nice and wet. Good.” He pulled his hand out and slapped her ass with her own juices.
The sting burned her bottom, and she felt a spark shoot from where his hand had landed through her body and settle in her core.
“That’s one, Gya.” Aaron’s hand returned to her pussy, and she felt him press on her throbbing clit. In the same movement as before, he slid his hand over her swollen folds and then slapped her ass again.
She felt her lips quiver as unimaginable passion grew inside her.
“That’s two, baby.”
Kyle grabbed her hands and she held on to him as tight as she could.
Aaron’s fingers lingered on her pussy longer than before. “She’s completely soaked, Kyle.”
Hearing the excitement in his tone thrilled her. She wanted to please them and apparently she was. They were definitely pleasing her. She’d never felt the hot sensations zipping through her body before. The pressure inside her was epic.
“Here comes three, sub.” Aaron’s slap delivered a delicious burn to her right cheek.
The bed seemed to be shaking. She realized it wasn’t coming from some unexpected earthquake but instead from her writhing body. Trying to get any relief from the overwhelming desires they were creating in her, she pressed her clit as hard as she could against the pillow, but it only added to her suffering.
“My turn to paint her ass,” Kyle said, heat hanging on every syllable.
Every word they spoke, every breath they breathed, every one of their caresses sent her higher and higher until she thought she might go crazy with want.
They shifted positions, Aaron taking hold of her wrists with one hand and Kyle cupping her pussy with his.
“Look at me,” Aaron commanded.
“Yes, Sir.” She turned her head to the side and gazed into his unblinking eyes.
He smiled. “You’re doing great.”
A tingle spread through her as he pressed his mouth to hers. She could feel his urgency as he sent his tongue past her lips. She closed her eyes as he deepened their kiss.