Oh gawd. Why was this so hot? I had no idea I had such perverted sexual interests, but I clearly did, because right now I was dripping with excitement. Dying for whatever treatment or punishment they had in store for me.
I licked my lips. “I’m giving you trouble.” My voice was so husky, it didn’t even sound like my own.
Theo pinched my nipple and squeezed hard enough to make my pussy clench and all my muscles contract with a gasp. “That calls for a little punishment.” He held my gaze as he slowly lowered his head to my nipple.
It didn’t feel like punishment. It felt like pleasure as he sucked my nipple into his mouth, then squeezed and pinched it some more.
“What kind of punishment?” I sounded breathless.
“What do you think, Holt?” Theo asked without breaking our eye contact. He flicked his tongue over my erect nipple. “Orgasm denial?”
“W-wait. What?” Um, no.
I hadn’t heard of that, but it sounded awful. I was here for the orgasms, after all.
“Definitely,” Holt agreed. “I say we keep her on edge for at least—” he made a show of looking at his watch, “—what do you think? An hour? Ninety minutes?”
“No, no, no, no.” I pulled against the restraints. “I need it now.”
It was true. I’d never needed anything more in my life. My body was flushed. Feverish. I was panting and needy. I wanted to come, desperately.
“Well, sweetheart, you know the magic word when you need to come.” Holt had climbed between my legs and parted my nether lips with his thumbs.
“Please?” I tried.
“Nope, it’s not please,” Theo said, tugging my nipple enough to make me gasp. Then he made it worse by trailing his tongue underneath my breast and across my chest to the other one.
“Wh-what magic word?” My brain had already scrambled because Holt was tracing the tip of his tongue around my lady bits. Oh my God. Two mouths were amazing.
“Exclusivity,” Holt supplied.
I let out a pshaw sound, but my pussy contracted around nothing, eager for full penetration—and not with a finger this time. I wanted the real deal. The whole thing. Things. Plural. I definitely wanted plural dicks.
Heck, I’d take both of them at once if they were into it.
And I had a feeling they were into it.
I wanted it all.
But I sure as hell wasn’t going to wait ninety minutes to come! It wasn’t like they could stop me from coming. I could make it happen myself.
I closed my eyes to absorb all the delicious sensations. Theo pinching one nipple as he sucked the other. Holt flicking his tongue over my clit again and again. My whole body was lit up with pleasure. Every nerve ending was activated and alive. Ready for everything they were going to give me.
Holt made his tongue thicker and covered a wider swath of area as he licked up and down me. He slid his palms under my ass and squeezed and kneaded my sore flesh as he ate me.
“How long do you think she’ll last?” Theo mused.
“I give it twenty minutes, max.” Holt slid his thumb between my buttcheeks and started massaging my anus again, making it flutter and squeeze.
Twenty minutes?
Um, no.
I wasn’t waiting that long. I was ready. Now. I wanted it.
But unfortunately, I was the kind of girl who needed vaginal penetration to come. I wasn’t much of a clitoral orgasm woman, except when I was doing it myself, like I had earlier in the shower.
I tried to taunt the men. “Hmm, I thought with the two of you, I’d be getting more action than this. Is that the best you’ve got?”
Theo chuckled. “I think she’s playing bad cop with us.”
“I’m not falling for it,” Holt affirmed before reapplying himself to sucking my tiny pleasure button between his lips. His thumb massaged in slow circles around my anus. I clenched, afraid I would relax too much and let him inside.
I didn’t know whether time dragged or flew by. Only that I was being tortured. Kissed and licked and squeezed and caressed, but every time I started chasing that orgasm, they somehow knew, and slowed down or pulled back. It was horrible.
Wonderful, but perfectly horrible.
“Sh-show me,” I choked.
“Show you what, sweetheart?” Holt rumbled.
“Show me what it would be like.”
“Oh, she’s clever,” Theo declared. To my relief, he unzipped his pants. “I guess it is a little unfair to ask her to commit when she hasn’t even been satisfied yet.” His hand dove inside his pants and he groaned when he appeared to give himself a hard squeeze.
Holt screwed two fingers inside me and I bucked against them, trying to take him deeper, but the soft restraints limited my movement. “She’s eager to know what it would be like.” He bent his head and flicked his tongue over my clit at the same time as he stroked his fingers against my inner wall.