Three Little Mistakes (Blindfold Club 3)

There was a deep moan from Payton when Noemi’s pink tongue resumed its fluttering path. Dominic’s hands were on Payton’s waist and helping her ride him slowly. His fingers splayed out over the black tattoo. The symbol of their connection. Real. And for the first time in my life, I wanted that. A bond to someone else that was meaningful.

God, the Jack and the anniversary had done a number on my emotions.

Focus. Control.

I gave a thrust to Noemi that was serious, both in her pussy and her ass, and she cried out with surprise, but it melted into a moan. Because I was so deep in her, I could feel the thumb on my cock, pressing between her walls. She was so tight, and it felt amazing.

“You’re licking pussy while I’ve got my dick inside you, and a thumb in your ass, little girl. What would your father say?”

“Oh, God,” she uttered. Only it was in pleasure. Her body rocked against mine, trying to fuck me right back.

“Such a bad girl, you can’t stop now. Help Dominic make her come.”

“Don’t need help, Joseph,” Dominic answered instantly, his voice harsh.

“My mistake.” I grabbed a handful of Noemi’s hair and tugged her head back toward me.

“No!” Payton whined. “Fuck, Joseph, don’t be an asshole.”

I laughed and released my hold, guiding Noemi back to her original position

. “I want to hear you make her scream.”

As she got back to work, I wondered how she felt about all this. Her total submission made me burn and ache. Made me want to stretch and reach. Maybe be a better person so I could give her more and stay with her longer.

Noemi’s tongue withdrew back into her mouth for a moment with a saliva trail, and she swallowed to catch a breath. “I’m . . . getting close.”

Payton’s purse was nearby, as was their bottle of champagne. Noemi gave a noise of disappointment when I pulled away from her and climbed to my feet. “Keep going, I’ll be right back.”

I’d asked my friend to pack some items for the evening, and the small bottle of lube was right on top of her purse. I grabbed it and the bottle of champagne, taking a swig. The bubbles fizzed on my tongue as I took in the scene. I’d have taken my phone out and snapped a picture, but the last thing I wanted was for it to somehow wind up in the wrong hands. That kind of scandal would destroy not just Noemi, but her entire family.

I tried not to think about what would happen if the media found out Noemi Rosso was dating the owner of an illegal brothel. I was nothing more than a pimp. The shitty truth was it was worse for women. Her father would recover eventually if his activities at my club were discovered. He was going through a divorce and lonely. They could spin that however was needed to make people sympathetic.

But Noemi? Her reputation would be damaged beyond repair. Maybe it could play as I’d been manipulative and preyed on her innocence. Taken advantage, but still, it wouldn’t matter.

Didn’t you?

“Please, Joseph,” Noemi pleaded. “Please. I need you inside me.”

My brain stopped working. I was kneeling behind her, the lube uncapped in my hand, and I squeezed out a generous handful. The silky glide as I stroked it on my cock was satisfying, but not the satisfaction I hungered for. I spread the rest of the lube in my palm down between her cheeks.

Payton’s cries of pleasure built in intensity and volume. Dominic’s pace had increased to short, fast thrusts, his balls slapping against Payton as they fucked. It was much too fast for Noemi to use her mouth, and without prompting, her hand rested just below Payton’s belly. Noemi’s thumb dipped down and rolled circles on Payton’s clit.

Because I’d given my sub a command, and she was following it.

“Yes, Payton.” Noemi’s voice was unsteady but determined. “Scream for me.”

So fucking hot. I slipped two fingers in her ass, widening her further when Payton let out a cry.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck!” Her thighs on either side of Dominic’s lap were quaking as she screamed. Shoulders shook in her orgasm, and beneath her, the legs tensed while his movements were erratic.

Seeing these two people come at the same time was a violent, passionate explosion. Their shuddering, sweaty bodies clung to each other as they went to oblivion. Gasped breaths, heaving chests, and after the climax began to pass, their hands tangled. Fingers laces together, and she turned to kiss him.

I was still getting used to seeing that. Payton didn’t kiss. Hell, we’d done a lot together, but never kissed. Neither of us was interested in it. But she kissed Dominic now with a raw, passionate intensity that made me jealous. No. I was fucking envious of them. Of what they had. My gaze worked its way along the curve of Noemi’s trembling body, who waited on me to claim her.

“You’re going to let me put my cock in this tight, little asshole, aren’t you, baby girl?”

She shook harder than she ever had before, and it gave me pause. But she nodded, probably unable to find her voice.