Cole's Mistake (Haven, Texas 8)

“Spread your legs, kitten, or I’m going to roll you over and have Cole spank that naughty pussy.”

Cole’s breath caught. Fuck. Please. But Keira decided to heed that warning and spread her legs. He moved his gaze down to her pussy and saw the glistening moisture on the top of her thighs.

She was extremely turned on.

“Someone was rubbing their thighs together to try to get some relief,” Julian said gruffly.

Cole nodded. He’d noticed that but hadn’t been sure the other man had.

“That’s not allowed, is it, kitten?” Julian said sternly.

“Hmm, seems that maybe I’m not spanking hard enough then,” Cole observed. He made the next few swats harder and was rewarded by her groan. The skin of her ass was now a deeper shade of pink.

He would bet everything he owned that if he was to touch her clit right now she’d come.

“Naughty little kitten,” Julian scolded. “If you needed a spanking, you only had to ask.”

Keira let out a whimper.

“Cole is going to give you your final spanks. They’re going to be nice and hard. You let us hear how much you enjoy them.”

Cole’s hand landed, and Keira let out a cry. He covered her ass in heavy smacks that had her little feet kicking, her breath coming faster and her moans filling the room.

“Please, please, please,” Keira cried out as he stopped, rubbing the heat into her cheeks.

“Please what?” Julian asked her.

“I need . . . I need . . .”

“Yes?” Cole asked. “What do you need, little bit?”

“I need to come!”

Cole stiffened. This is probably where he should leave. Should go back to his lonely couch. After all, being brought in to help with a punishment wasn’t the same as being invited into their bed.

Julian reached for Keira, settling her on his lap, her back to his chest.

“Place your legs over mine and keep them there,” Julian ordered.

Cole stood. The only time he’d felt more alone was after he’d told them he wanted nothing to do with them. He took a step towards the door.

“Would you like a taste of kitten’s pussy?” Julian asked.

The offer was one he’d dreamed of. His stomach tightened. His cock throbbed mercilessly. He turned on his heel. Stared down at Keira and Julian, both watching him with varying levels of trepidation and need.

“Yes.”

Julian whipped off her T-shirt and flung it away, baring her to Cole’s gaze. He dropped to his knees then had to shuffle a few feet forward, uncaring how that looked. Julian moved his legs apart, widening Keira’s thighs so her pussy was fully on display.

Holy. Fuck.

“That is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.”

Keira blushed. “Am I . . . am I too thin?”

“Baby, without a doubt you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

Happiness flooded her face and he knew he had to tread carefully with his words. The last thing he wanted was to implant thoughts in her mind that might warp her relationship with food or her body, knowing how precarious that relationship had been years ago. He looked up at Julian. Saw the small nod he gave him.