by Jenny Penn
Lindsay collapsed in a sweaty heap on top of him and for a moment Nick forgot he was bound and tried to wrap his arms around her. The bite of the metal cuffs into his wrists brought him back to the moment and wondering just why it was she’d let him get off. Maybe she hadn’t meant to, or maybe she had.
Nick quickly changed his mind as peals of happy, light giggles trickled down over his shoulder. The joyous rumble rolled out of her chest, dragging the hard tips of Lindsay’s breasts against him, assuring him that the fun and games had only just begun.
With another laugh and a provocative twist of her hips that left Nick groaning, Lindsay pulled back off his cock with a wet pop that proved just how hot she’d been for him. A second later she disappeared into the blackened abyss, leaving Nick straining to hear even the softest of noise in the silence thickening all around him.
He thought he heard the whisper of footsteps trailing away. He waited with his breath caught, with his heart racing, with his blood burning with an intoxicating mix of lust and apprehension but Lindsay didn’t return. A few seconds later the sound of the shower turning on assured him that they’d gained a few minutes of respite. The only question was could they do anything useful with it?
“Cooper?” Nick kept his voice pitched low but his brother made no such attempt at discretion.
“What?” The annoyance sharpening Cooper’s tone didn’t disguise the simmering rage within him. He sounded feral, and hungry. Nick suspected that his brother wanted his head on a platter.
“Can you…uh, get free?”
“If I could have I wouldn’t waste my time talking to you about it.”
* * * *
If he could have, then Lindsay would be bent over right about then while Cooper taught her a lesson about messing with him. He knew he never should have given her that damn key. Though in all his wild imaginings he’d never thought she’d pull a stunt like this.
He twisted his wrists, cursing himself for having bought real cuffs instead of the play kind that could actually be escaped from. Of course there were all sorts of worse things hidden in his wardrobe. He could only hope that she didn’t bring out the whips and chains.
“Uh…Cooper?”
“What?”
“Your leg hair tickles.”
“Shut up!” That’s just what Cooper needed, commentary from a smart-ass, to make this moment better.
“And you’re kind of a bed hog.”
“Shut up!”
“Man, do I feel good right now.”
“I swear to God, Nick…” Cooper couldn’t even think of a threat severe enough, not that this was really his brother’s fault.
Cooper was the idiot who’d given Lindsay his damn key. Now he was the dumbass with a dick as hard a fucking piece of iron and thick enough to be mistaken for a bat. God but did he ache. Lindsay was going to pay for that.
The only good thing about this situation was that Lindsay’s outrageousness gave him license to be just as extreme in his response. More than half of Cooper’s hard-on came from thinking about just what he was going to do to her once he got free. It was going to be fun. He was going to take his time. She was going to regret this…or maybe not. After all, she had to know what she had coming to her.
That was the reason why she’d gotten Nick off, to torment Cooper. Listening to the two of them, knowing how hot and tight her cunt was, what kind of heaven his brother was floating in, every sound, every breath, every second had been like hell for Cooper. It felt like his balls were literally on fire.
“Cooper?”
“What now?”
“I got an itch.”
Chapter 37
Lindsay stepped beneath the shower’s hot spray and sighed as the warm water pelted her. Like tiny little fists, the endless stream of heat worked the tension right out of her muscles. Her whole body felt pulled taut with an excitement that her recent release had only fed.
She hadn’t meant to lose it like that but after all the time she’d spent planning this coup, Lindsay had forgotten to factor in one thing—how thrilling it would be to have power and control over both Nick and Cooper. Of course that’s because she’d been convinced all along that they would catch her well before she managed to secure them. Neither one of them had so much as twitched, though, while she’d bound them to the bed.
Now, Lindsay suspected Cooper was really wishing he hadn’t given her his key. In fact, she could only imagine the thoughts running through his head. They probably all starred her. No doubt, bent over and begging. Oh, the things he would do to her…Lindsay’s eyes drifted closed as her hand slid down her body to discover the aching, wet folds of her pussy.
For long minutes she gave herself over to the fantasies, allowing her fingers to work her right up to the edge of an orgasm. She held back, not allowing herself the joy or release, not wanting to waste it when she had two perfectly serviceable erections waiting on her, not when she could torment Cooper and Nick by using them so ruthlessly.
It was time for phase two. Lindsay turned off the shower and dried off, moving silently through the bathroom and into the bedroom where she already had her supplies gathered. Originally the plan had been to tease and torment them into answering all her questions about Amos’s investigation but instinctively she knew that remaining quiet only intensified the lust permeating the air.
Besides, the answers didn’t seem that important. Not right then. Not when there were the twin cocks, both swollen and hard, all ruddy red and wet and awaiting her attention. Of course they wouldn’t do her any good if they went flat. Picking the warming oil and cock ring out of the pile she’d amassed on Cooper’s dresser, she headed for the bed. It was time to make him sweat again.
Lindsay dropped the massage oil on the nightstand next to Cooper’s head, smiling at the way he tensed over the soft thump the bottle made against the polished wood. He quivered beneath her touch as she trailed the tips of her fingers down over the hard ridges of muscles that defined his chest and abdomen. He was so perfectly built, so strong and tough and all hers to do with as she wanted.
Intoxicated by the power of the moment, Lindsay knelt down on the mattress, moving between Cooper’s legs as her fingers curled around the thick stalk of his cock. His velvety, hot flesh jerked as her grip tightened around him. She treated him to one slow pump of her fist, causing Cooper to growl and clench even tighter as he clearly fought the pleasure her touch gave him.
He didn’t beg, though, didn’t give voice to the need so plainly etched in every one of his tensed muscles. That just made the challenge all the more enticing. Placing the cock ring between her lips, she held his dick straight and steady as she leaned down to roll it on using just her mouth. Lindsay let her tongue tease and tickle his long, hard length, delighting in the sound of Cooper’s breath catching.
He was using every last bit of his formidable self-control to fight her with but the dam started to break as she fit her lips tight to his dick and sucked as she slid back up to the flared ridge of his cockhead. Lindsay lingered there, noisily nursing from his bulbous head as his cum seeped from his slit. She had him panting in less than a minute. That was enough for right then. After all, she had a much slower torture planned for him.
It started with straddling him like a proper horse about ready to be ridden. Only Lindsay didn’t mount the waiting erection. Instead she caught it between the swollen folds of her cunt. Instead she rubbed herself against it, shivering with the sparkly pops of pleasure that ignited all along her spine as her clit ground down against his hardness. Unable to help herself, she rolled her hips, flexing and grinding against him until the sweet waves of ecstasy started to roll through her.
Lindsay gasped and shuddered as she drenched Cooper’s cock in the heated rush of her release. The miniclimax was just enough to whet her appetite for more. Just enough to taunt Cooper with what he could have had, that is if he weren’t tied up and at her mercy. Actually she’d expected a little threatening on his part, a few demands, and maybe even a
n outright ultimatum but he remained silent.
A few grunts, that’s all that escaped from between his locked jaw. He was being stubborn, denying her what Lindsay wanted most. It had become a battle of wills now and she refused to lose. Intent on breaking his control, Lindsay reached for the lotion and began a slow massage that began with his neck and ended with his toes.
She didn’t miss a single spot in between. He felt so good beneath her hands. His muscles were as hard as steel and his skin as soft as velvet. Lindsay lost herself in the moment, indulging in the pleasure of simply being allowed to touch him at will, in discovering every secret, sensitive spot Cooper’s body held.
He had many surprising ones. When she stroked the inside of his elbow his breath sucked in through his teeth, running her fingertips down his sides had him flinch, assuring her he was ticklish there. There were more surprises along the way, enough that she didn’t even have to tease his cock to bring him quivering to the very edge of his control. She didn’t have to but she did anyway.
Keeping his cock trapped within the heat of her pussy, Lindsay taunted both him and her with every slight shift of her body as she worked over him. It was enough to drive even her insane but there was no reason for her to suffer, not when she had Nick bound and at her convenience.
* * * *
Cooper was living in a nightmare. He could hear his brother beside him living the dream—a wet, sloppy one. It came with surround-sound that helped contribute to Cooper’s nightmare. Even though he knew this wasn’t his brother’s fault, he still planned on tying Nick to a chair and making him listen while he fucked Lindsay to one loud orgasmic peak after another one. He’d let that bastard stew all day with nothing but his own painful erection to keep him company.
“Oh, God…just like that…oh, lil’ bit…honey…you’re so fucking tight…”
That she was, a fact that Cooper knew all too well. As if tormenting him with never-ending massages and blow jobs that made his balls feel like they were going to explode weren’t enough, Lindsay had mounted him. She’d rubbed that hot, slick little cunt of hers all over his shaft and then taken him deep, all the way to heaven, but the vixen hadn’t ridden him. Instead, she’d sat there clenching her sheath around him as she rolled and ground herself against him, torturing him with the thought of what could be, what would be once he got out of these damn handcuffs.
Beside him Nick groaned with his release, making Cooper’s fingers curl into tight fist as he fought off both jealousy and anxiety. Lindsay was done with his brother. That made it Cooper’s turn and God only knew what the wench had planned.
That’s just what he’d call her, too, when he had her at his mercy—wench. She’d call him master and they’d have all kinds of fun. That thought fortified Cooper’s defenses as he felt Lindsay crawl off his brother and over onto his lap.
For long tense minutes, she said and did nothing. Cooper could well imagine the scowl gracing her delicate features as she studied him. The woman wanted to break him, to make him beg, and he knew it. That’s why Cooper had held himself stiff and silent through it all.
His refusal to give in had only fueled her wildness, driving her to more and more salacious acts. He couldn’t even imagine what she’d come up with this time but a part of him, about twelve inches actually, was eager to find out. She didn’t leave him waiting long, though she did dismount.
Cooper wondered for a moment if Lindsay had finally decided to call an end to the game. He should have known better. She hadn’t left. She was only readjusting her position. The enthralling perfume of her arousal flooded his senses as the soft, slick skin of her inner thighs brushed along the sides of his chest. That wasn’t all he felt.
The gentle sigh of her breath warmed the pulsing length of his dick, assuring Cooper that Lindsay hadn’t just mounted him again, she climbed on backward. He knew without even needing his eyes that her cunt hovered just above his mouth, a temptation and a challenge, a chance to get even if she dared to let him.
If he had any sense in his head Cooper wouldn’t take the risk but Lindsay had driven him far past that point of reason. Drugged with a need he’d never be able to deny, one too strong to ever be cured, Cooper stretched up brush the first of series of feather-light kisses across her creamy folds. Lindsay mimicked his actions, trailing her lips down the length of his erection and establishing the rules of the game. It was time to see who really held the power.
Cooper buried his face between her thighs and began exploring her swollen cunt lips and dripping slit. Above him Lindsay whimpered and returned each lick and suck and even a few nibbles. The taste of her, so intoxicating and delicious, destroyed all reason and sanity. That quickly things started to escalate out of control.
Cooper gave in to the hunger, greedily devouring her sweet flesh as Lindsay returned the favor. Bolts of pure, molten rapture raced down his dick, sending ecstatic flares shooting up his spine. He felt as horny as a convict who had just escaped prison and couldn’t help himself from fucking his tongue into her tight sheath until she screamed and drowned him in her release.
All the while Cooper imagined it was the hard length of his cock drilling into her cunt, being caught and held there by the spasming walls clamping down on his tongue. As if she read his mind, Lindsay jerked forward, sliding that hot pussy down over his chest and abdomen and right past the erection standing tall and eagerly waiting another turn to visit heaven.
“Oh, God…no!”
Cooper didn’t even realize he’d given voice to that horrified thought, too focused on the rounded curves of her ass settling down over his erection. Lindsay trapped his cock between the plush globes of her ass and pumped her hips, making his eyes roll back in his head as his hips jerked upward on a groan.
She couldn’t.
She wouldn’t.
But she did.
“Oh, God….lil’ bit, don’t…I can’t…can’t…ahhhhhh!”
Broken, Cooper begged, pleaded and gave in as she reached down and adjusted the thick head of his cock to press against the taut rosette of muscles that guarded her rear entrance. Then he was sliding in, feeling every ripple of her channel as it stretched to accommodate each growing inch of his erection.
Nick had mentioned that he had introduced Lindsay to the pleasure of taking a man this way but his brother had failed to convey the sheer delight of sinking into her ass. It was like sinking into paradise. The tight, clinging channel embracing his cock and squeezing it in a loving grasp had Cooper groaning as a rapture unlike any he’d ever known flooded his senses.
Instinctively he reached for Lindsay’s hips, forgetting for the moment the cuffs in his aching need to bounce her hard and fast along the length of his cock. The feel of the metal biting into his wrists had Cooper growling and then cursing as what Lindsay planned finally dawned on him.
With leisurely, unhurried motions she fucked herself up and down his erection. She dragged out every stroke, allowing him to feel every ripple, every squeeze of her muscles along his sensitive length until it felt like his head was going to explode with the rush of dazzling pleasure flooding his veins. It was too much and not damn near enough.
“God damn you, Lindsay! Move!”
Laughter obeyed that demand as she gave in for a paltry minute. Then her speed decreased and Cooper was back to twisting beneath her as he cursed and swore a steady stream. Taking him on a backward cowgirl ride, Lindsay brought him to the edge of release over and over again only to stop and leave him writhing in a sensual agony that had him promising every form of carnal retribution he could dream of.
All that earned him was another round of giggles as Lindsay leaned back against his chest. The motion had the walls of her ass tightening its blissful grip around Cooper’s cock until he groaned anew, wondering when she’d finally show some mercy and give him what he knew they both desired. Apparently that wasn’t coming any time soon.
“What are you doing now?” Cooper knew better than to ask but the question just slipped out. He f
ollowed it with another, strengthening his tone as he tried to mask the unease clenching in his gut. “What wanton whims are there left for you to indulge in?”
“Just one.” Lindsay shocked him with an answer and the feel of a hard cock slowly filling her pussy.
Through the thin barrier of skin that separated her ass from her cunt, Cooper could feel every thick inch of the dildo she pumped into her pussy…no, not a dildo. A vibrator. Cooper’s entire body arched into the sudden violent rush of ecstasy as the damn thing clicked on.
“Oh, God…oh, God…Oh, God!” Cooper couldn’t stop gasping as his whole dick lit up with endless waves of delight.
Between the vibrations echoing down his cock and the feel of that hard plastic rubbing back and forth damn near against him, he quickly lost all sense of time and reality. All he could think of was fucking—hard, fast, ramming his cock in out of Lindsay’s ass as he rutted on her in the most primitive, feral way.
It was a need he could not fill. Not now but soon. Very, very soon.
Grimly Cooper swore that as Lindsay found her release, forcing him to live through another torturous dose of near blinding ecstasy without any peak in sight. Things got worse before they got better as he was forced to endure Lindsay’s delightful wiggling as she dismounted. Then, finally, he had a moment to catch his breath.
It didn’t help. The need boiling in his balls would not ease until it had spent itself in the very vixen that had caused him such anguish. Again his mind ran through a myriad of revenge scenarios but ultimately Cooper called a halt to those fantasies. They did not help.
Instead he tried to focus his mind on more disgusting matters, like shoveling shit, in the vain attempt to distract himself from the pain. It worked right up until he felt Lindsay’s presence beside him. The heat of her body, the sweet scent of her spent desires, just knowing that she was so close had his balls swelling back into painful territory and then she pressed a key into his hands and Cooper’s heart about stopped.