Pleasure Bound

Finally, Marie released Zeke’s cock, then stood up.

Zeke took a few deep breaths, then smiled. “Yeah, okay. Now, Marie, go stand in front of Ty.”

As Marie walked toward Ty, he noticed her distended nipples, her flushed face. Clearly, she was as turned on as he was.

“Take Ty’s hand and kiss it.”

She lifted his hand and pressed her delicate lips against his palm, setting his heartbeat racing.

“Are you wet, Marie?” Zeke asked.

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. Place Ty’s hand on your pussy. Let him feel how wet you are.”

“But, Master, I can’t—”

Ty grasped her hand and tugged her to him, turning her around to face Zeke, then he wrapped a hand around her waist, pulling her tight to his body. He glided his fingertips down the soft skin of her stomach, then underneath the leather, past her silky curls. Then he cupped her mound. She grabbed his wrist and drew it back, as if resisting his caresses, causing him to stroke her pussy. It was so soft. With his other hand, he grabbed her wrist and drew it upward, until her fingers accidentally rested on her breast, then he extended his middle finger to run along her slit. He slid a finger into her silky wetness. So hot and juicy.

“Marie, lie down on the floor and open your legs,” Zeke said.

Ty released her and watched her lie down, his cock twitching at the sight of her breasts staring straight upward … her long legs opening to him.

Zeke knelt beside her and tugged on the leather covering her. It unsnapped from the straps, revealing her cute little pussy. Ty loved how she’d trimmed it into a neat little heart. Zeke tossed aside the scrap of leather.

“Do you want Ty to lick your pussy?”

“Um … no.” But the low timbre of her voice and her heated gaze betrayed just how much she really did want it.

“I think you do. Tell him.”

She gazed at Ty with wanton need in her eyes.

“Ty, please lick my pussy.”

Ty dropped to his knees between her open thighs and leaned forward. He kissed her navel, then stroked her inner thighs. She moaned and he couldn’t wait. He leaned forward and licked her hot, wet slit. When she moaned again, he drove his tongue into her. She arched against him and he found her clit with his finger and stroked it lightly. She cried out. He left it, not wanting her to come just yet, then drove two fingers inside her.

Oh God, she felt so good. He sat up, watching her face as pleasure washed across her features. He glanced toward Zeke, now standing a foot from her head, his cock standing straight up while he stroked it. Ty had to willfully stop himself from reaching forward and grasping that cock in his hand to take over the stroking, then … God help him … from taking it in his mouth and sucking it until it blew.

He gazed back to Marie. Her glorious breasts, nipples puckered to tight nubs … her pelvis arching up against his hand …

Damn, but he needed to release this insane tension.

“Marie, do you want Ty to fuck you?” Zeke asked.

“Oh yes. Ty, please fuck me. Please fuck me now.” All pretence of resistance had faded.

Ty almost burst on the spot. He grabbed his swollen shaft and pressed his tip to her wet slit, then eased forward. Slowly entering her. Enjoying the feel of her wet passage swallowing him.

She arched her pelvis forward. “Oh God, please fuck me. I’m going to come.”

He thrust forward, fully impaling her. She gazed up at him, blue eyes bright. He twitched inside her and …

“Oh God, I’m…” She threw her head back and moaned. “I’m … coming.”

She tightened around him and he realized she was in full orgasm. He began to thrust, the sight of her flushed cheeks and pleasure-washed face driving his need higher. He drove into her, again and again, as she clung to his shoulders, wailing in ecstasy.

He thrust deep again and … yeah … heat washed through him … his balls tightened and … the tension released as wild pleasure pounded through him like a herd of wild stallions.