by Eliza Gayle
She looked at their erections in awe. More heat spiked through her as she waited for them to touch her. Two gorgeous but drastically different men. Together they both wanted her, and everything she had dreamt of was coming true.
Quinn stepped in front of her and laced his hands through her hair. “You really have been such a good girl and I think you deserve a reward. Open wide, baby.” He placed the tip of his cock against her lips and she opened her mouth, more than eager to taste him. She stroked the head of him with a long, slow lick before swirling along the more sensitive underside. His masculine heat and taste exploded on her tongue as she delved farther along the shaft with her mouth, his thick length stretching her lips around him. A deep, sexy groan from Quinn filled the room around them.
More. She wanted more.
So distracted by the luxurious feel of Quinn’s dick in her mouth, she’d forgotten for a moment about Leo behind her until she felt the touch of a small, cool strip of leather against one bare ass cheek. He caressed circles along her skin and took his time going back and forth from one globe to another. His hand grabbed the rope that ran along her ass and pussy and she nearly came with a jolt.
She needed to beg again, but it was impossible to talk with Quinn’s cock stuffed in her mouth, and his hands in her hair held him all the way to the back of her throat. She did her best to relax and swallowed against his flesh.
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“Fuck!” His hands tightened in her hair and the muscles in his body visibly tensed. “Our little girl and her dirty little mouth are going to make me come soon.” She reveled in the pride his words gave her until a sharp crack across her bottom shot an intense piercing pain throughout her backside and straight to her clit. It hurt—oh God, it hurt—
but damn if she didn’t want him to do it again.
A deeper burning built in her womb as her inner muscles jerked in response. Before she could consider how to control it, another blow from the crop landed against her. Her mouth tightened around Quinn on a low, deep wail. He was going to make her come and she wouldn’t be able to stop it this time.
Pleasure seared through her until she thought she was burning alive.
“Oh yes, Katie, suck my fucking cock.” Spurred on by his words, she worked him harder and faster.
Leo’s hands did something with the rope behind her as it fell away from her body. The release of the pressure against her clit and ass should have given her a measure of relief, or an ability to control the building orgasm, but it didn’t. It was too late.
Quinn thrust in and out of her mouth in a rapid, frenzied pace. Pushing his dick closer to her throat each time. Pleased with the wildness of his actions and desperate to taste him, to have all of him inside her, she tightened her mouth and stroked her tongue at the same pace he fucked her mouth.
“Fuck. Yes. Baby!” His words were short and clipped with agony until she felt a blast of hot semen fill her mouth. She didn’t—couldn’t—stop or slow as she continued to suckle him as he filled her mouth with his release, eager for every drop.
“My turn.”
With one long and deep thrust, Leo plunged his cock into her juice-soaked pussy. She cried out around Quinn as she was stretched and filled to capacity. He immediately withdrew to the tip and sank back into her body with just as much force.
“Give it to us, Katie, it’s ours. Your come is ours now.” She couldn’t quite comprehend Quinn’s words. Not with Leo’s cock pounding into her, building an intensity that was completely out of her control.
“Say it, Katie.”
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“Please. Please. I can’t—”
“Say it or he’ll stop.”
Her body bucked with every stroke, and she was lost in arousal. Fingers touched her breasts, her back…everywhere.
“Ours.” Leo snarled the word.
“Yes!” she screamed out to them, so desperate now. “Both of yours.”
A finger pressed against her clit and her body exploded.
Fracturing her into tiny bits of light and pleasure as her body rocketed against them in spasms.
Her legs and arms weakened, unable to support her any longer. She reached out for something to hold onto and grabbed the railing in front of her.
She cried out over and over again as the strongest release of her life quaked over her. Her pulse beat with the ever increasing volume of the music until finally a bit of reality began to sink in again.
Wait a minute.
What am I holding on to?
She pried her eyes open to find herself standing at the railing in the club. She glanced around to the hundreds of people around her. Most of them didn’t see her, but a few watched her with curiosity, some with desire if she wasn’t mistaken.
Oh. My. God. No!
Heat and humiliation coursed through her as she realized that she had just orgasmed right here in front of all these people while lost in a daydream about Leo and Quinn. She wanted to run and hide from the embarrassment. How could this happen to her, she hadn’t even been drinking.
Leo and Quinn.
They were just below her. She’d been watching Leo tie up another girl. She looked straight ahead at the stage, too afraid to look down. She had to get out of here. She would have to force herself to walk through the crowded club all the way to the exit and pray no one said a word to her. But first…she had to look down. Had to know if they’d noticed. Surely not. They were always so busy.
She took a deep calming breath and released on a nice slow exhale. She tilted her head down and looked. They both stood 23
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there, ropes in hand, staring at her. Her gaze connected with Quinn and then with Leo. They both looked at her with such intensity and arousal that she thought the heat and embarrassment flushing her face would kill her.
Quinn was first to break into a smile. A grin so wide there was no mistaking just what they had witnessed.
Leo crooked his finger at her and motioned for her to come down. She wanted to duck and hide, but something deep within her wanted them more. She was a grown woman, and she could handle the fact that she had just had an orgasm in public. Hell, this was a fetish club, after all, and that kind of thing happened all the time here.
Just not to her.
She hesitated and Quinn’s expression grew serious and mouthed one word to her. The one she’d waited for.
“Ours.”
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About the Author
From the moment Eliza read her first erotic romance novel a couple of years ago, she knew she had found her niche and realized her dream of writing was passing her by. So after years of thinking about it she finally grabbed her laptop and wrote.
These days she likes her stories hot and spicy whether they be contemporary, fantasy or paranormal and will write in whatever genre her imagination has conjured that day.
Eliza lives in beautiful North Carolina and spends her days dividing her time between writing, her book video business, a part-time job as promotions manager and raising her two daughters.
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eBook ISBN-13: 978-1-60659-129-1