“How wet is she?” Gideon asked, tonguing a nipple.
Reid swiped his tongue across her lips. “She’s soaking wet. She’ll feel so good wrapped around my dick.”
Gideon winked at her and moved down to the end of the bed with Reid. Reid sat up, and she bemoaned the loss.
“Hush,” Gideon ordered. He used his fingers to part her. He pulled back the hood of her clitoris and grazed his thumb over her.
“Oh, please.” She pressed her hips up, craving a firmer touch.
“Bad sub,” Reid admonished. “You’ll come when we tell you to come. We want to play.”
“That’s torture,” she complained, but she didn’t move her hands.
“Welcome to our world.” Gideon laughed deep in his chest. “Yes, it is torture, pet, but the best kind. Reid, I’ll allow you to decide when our sub can come.”
Reid stroked his tongue deeply into her as Gideon bent over and lapped at her clitoris. She shook with the need to come. She looked down at the erotic sight of two heads, one dark, one blond, working together to bring her pleasure. Reid fucked her with his tongue while Gideon tortured her with delicate licks. They kept it up until she was sure she would die.
“All right, you have permission to come, love,” Reid said, getting on his knees. He pressed three fingers high into her, curving them up to hit that perfect spot just as Gideon carefully pressed down on her clit.
She screamed as the orgasm burst across her skin. It started deep inside and spread like a wildfire. She was still slightly jerking moments later as Gideon continued to lick her, lapping up all her cream. She was languid as she watched Gideon finally get to his knees. He pulled Reid into his arms and kissed him. She propped herself up on her elbows to watch the show. They were so hot. Gideon’s tongue delved deep. They pressed close together, their cocks touching. She sighed and enjoyed watching her men love each other.* * * *Reid knew if he didn’t get inside someone soon, he was going to explode. His whole body hummed with energy. He was finally in the place he knew he belonged. Gideon’s hand pulled him closer. His mouth dominated and Reid let his hands wrap around Gideon’s waist, forcing their cocks to play. His twitched every time it rubbed against Gideon’s. He tasted like Jessica, tangy and sweet. It made him hotter knowing that Jessica’s juices were all over Gideon’s tongue. She’d been sweet and so responsive, it made Reid long to sink himself into her heat. She was so different from the hard angles and fierce dominance of Gideon. She was soft and wet.
“You’re on the edge.” Gideon’s big fist wrapped around Reid’s cock. He pumped up and down, making Reid moan. “I could make you come. I could jerk your cock until you couldn’t take it anymore and you came. I would make sure you came all over our Jessica. She would be covered with you.”
The mental image did nothing to settle him down. “I’d rather fuck her. It’s my turn to get inside her. I’ve waited three years.” Jessica whimpered, letting Reid know she was fine with that idea. Reid grinned down at her. “And she’s a bad sub, again. No one gave you permission to move, love.”
Gideon growled and quickly flipped Jessica over. She barely managed a gasp before his hand came down on the round part of her backside. Reid watched as her flesh pinkened. It was beautiful. Gideon spanked her three more times. She moaned into the comforter and her hips wiggled.
“That’s what happens to bad subs, Jessica.” Gideon pulled her up. Her face was flushed with desire. “Are you going to mind your Master, now?”
She sweetly bit her bottom lip as she nodded. God, he loved her mouth. He imagined pushing his cock in. It would be a tight fit. That was a plan for later. Come Monday morning, he would call his hot office manager in, and the first order of business would be sinking to her knees. She could start the day by giving him head. And she could bring him coffee. No. He would make her coffee after she’d given his dick a ride. It was only fair after all.
“He’s got plans for you, pet,” Gideon said with a smirk. He had his arm around their sweet sub. “Reid has the filthiest mind ever. Really, he should be rewarded for it, don’t you think?”
She murmured her assent as she cuddled close to Gideon, breathing in his scent.
Gideon turned his gray eyes to Reid. “What do you want? How do you want us? You made this possible. You should run this scene of ours.”
He jumped at the offer. It didn’t happen often. Gideon was the Dom, and he almost never gave up control. It meant something that he was willing to let Reid direct the action. “Jessica, kneel on the edge of the bed, knees wide. Gideon, we’re going to need condoms and lube.”