“Thank you, Sir.”
“But you called me by name earlier. That earned you some whacks to this pretty little ass.” Sir rubbed her backside, letting her know with touch what was about to happen. “Do you think you deserve that?”
Her body started to vibrate, anticipating the spanking from Sir. “I do. I was bad.”
Slap. His hand felt so powerful, and the sting felt hot. Another slap. And another. Each time he hit a different spot. In no time, she slipped into a dreamy state. Her mind drifted, still aware of her body and the spanking Denver was giving, but in an almost detached way. Jessie was still new to BDSM, though she’d experienced quite a lot since meeting her men. She was coming to believe it allowed her to feel pleasure on a new level and plane. Inside this space also resided complete peace.
Denver leaned down and bit her ear. Then he whispered, “I know your safe word. It hasn’t changed?”
She wondered if he thought Austin might’ve had her change it, but he hadn’t. “Yes. It’s the same one, Sir.”
“Good. Remember, don’t come unless I give you permission.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s enough spanking, for now.” Lifting her up into his arms, Sir left his chair. “Come on, guys, let’s take this amazing woman on a ride she won’t forget.”
“Hell, yes,” Jackson agreed.
Sir placed her on the couch, and soon the four cowboys were taking turns with her. Her pussy grew wetter as fingers stroked inside her over and over. Other fingers tweaked her nipples, massaged her feet, and so much more. She looked over at her other cowboy. He didn’t even blink, watching with a ferocity that reached into her all the way to her pussy. Soon, she was panting and arching her back off the sofa.
After covering every inch of her body with their hands, the four cowboys began licking the same spots with their tongues. One by one, they devoured her pussy while the others bathed her breasts, neck, arms, and legs. “Oh God!”
Powerful pulses fired through her body. Her pending climax rumbled for release, but Sir hadn’t given his permission yet.
She choked out, “Sir, I can’t hold back any longer.”
“Wait for my permission, sub.”
Jessie chewed on her lips and curled her toes and fists, hoping to tamp it down for another second or two. It didn’t work, and she screamed.
“G–God! Yes! Oh! Yes!” Jessie relished her climax and all the sensations it fired inside her—some so hot she thought she’d fry, others so violent she thought she’d pass out.
“Go, darlin’. Ride that beast.” Jackson licked her clit, delivering an almost painful but amazing spark that shot from his tongue through her entire body, joining to her already mind-blowing climax.
As her trembles softened, Denver stood up. “Lube up, lil’ bro. Let’s get her pretty ass filled up first. Then, I’m going to drill her tight pussy until she’s pounding on my chest for mercy.”
Phoenix lifted her off the couch into his arms. She watched Jackson take a seat in the middle of the sofa. He rolled the condom on and applied a good portion of lube to it.
Jackson looked up at her and grinned. “Bring her over here so I can lube up her pretty ass.”
Phoenix nodded and carried her over as instructed, lowering her close enough for Jackson to lather her up. She felt his fingers in her ass as he slicked her up with lube and stretched out her rectum. It felt so very good.
“Dallas, can you help Phoenix lower her onto my dick?” Jackson asked.
“My pleasure.”
“Actually, Jessie’s pleasure, bro.” Phoenix winked at her.
“I stand corrected. Let’s send her to the moon.”
The two brothers lowered her down onto Jackson’s dick. She lay against him, her back to his chest. When Denver dropped down in front of her and began laving her clit with his tongue, she actually saw stars in the back of her mind.
When s
he felt Jackson’s tip hit her tightness, she tensed.
“Breathe, darlin’,” Jackson said.