by Tyler, Paige
Hayes made a sound of appreciation. “Like I said before—beautiful.”
“Thank you.” She chewed on her lower lip as she regarded him. “Although you two are a bit overdressed in comparison, don’t you think?”
Reed spun her around to look her up and down, his dark eyes hot and molten. Without a word, he bent his head and kissed her. She was surprised at how tender his mouth was as it explored hers. For some reason, she thought he’d be even more demanding than Hayes. But while his kiss was completely different than the other cop’s, it was still scrumptious, and she was disappointed when it ended.
He gazed down at her. “Cilla, babe, compared to you, we'd be overdressed if we were standing here in just our socks.”
She giggled at that image. “Exactly. So are you two going to do anything about that?”
“No,” was his one-word answer.
She blinked up at him in confusion. Suddenly, she felt very self-conscious about her nakedness. “Don't you two want to…”
Reed’s mouth curved into a slow smile. “Hell yeah, we want to. But there’s a lot more fun to be had with that beautiful body of yours before Hayes and I get naked.”
Cilla got goose bumps at that. And the way Reed was visually caressing her? It was making gooey things happen between her thighs. Knowing Hayes was almost certainly giving her backside the same treatment was getting her too keyed up to think straight.
She was more than ready to take things to the next level, but apparently her two cops had other ideas. She’d humor them.
She put one hand on her hip and cocked her head to the side, putting on her best sultry expression. “What did you have in mind?”
Reed grinned, but didn’t say anything. Instead, he slowly slid his hand down to his belt. For a moment, Cilla thought he’d changed his mind and was going to get undressed anyway, but he reached behind his back. She heard the sound of a snap popping, as if he’d opened something. When his hand came around again, he was holding a pair of handcuffs.
He let them dangle in front of her, a wickedly sexy grin on his handsome face. “You game, Cilla?”
Chapter Two
The light in the living room glimmered off the cuffs and Cilla's heart skipped a beat. Oh my…
She glanced over her shoulder and saw that Hayes was looking at her with just as much interest as Reed. She turned back and looked at the handcuffs again. Could she—should she—do this? She’d never done anything this remotely kinky before in her life, especially not with two guys she’d just gotten to know in the last two hours or so. Did she honestly want to let Hayes and Reed cuff her? She gave a mental shrug. Just seconds ago, she’d been ready to hop into bed with the two of them. She still was, meaning she obviously trusted them.
But boffing two guys was quite a bit different than letting them restrain her. She remembered the way she’d shivered earlier when Reed had glanced down at her wrists as they’d bantered about him handcuffing her. At the time, the fantasy had made her pussy purr. Now that she had a chance to experience it for real, was she willing to try it?
She stared at the shiny metal handcuffs, chewing on her lower as she tried to decide. Reed must have thought she wasn’t going to go for being cuffed because he dropped his hand to put the cuffs away.
“Wait.”
Reed arched an eyebrow.
She moved a step closer to him. Behind her, she felt Hayes close the distance between their bodies. He was standing so close, she could feel the heat coming off him.
She wet her lips nervously. “I've never done anything like this. What would it…entail?”
Reed gently cupped her cheek in his free hand, his thumb brushing her lips. “It would entail total trust on your part. Trust that we wouldn't do anything you wouldn't enjoy, and that we’d stop the second you decide we're doing something you'd rather not.” He ran his thumb over her lips again, his touch so light she could barely feel it. “Is that a level of trust you can have with two men you've just met?”
Cilla gazed into Reed’s dark brown eyes and instinctively knew the answer to that question. “I trust you. I have no idea why I should—like you said, I just met you—but I do.”
Behind her, Hayes ran his fingers down her back all the way to her ass cheeks, leaving a tingle in their wake. “That’s good to hear. Because we’d never do anything you didn’t enjoy.”
Reed took one of her small hands in his large, rather rough one, then slowly and gently snapped the cuff around her wrist. The clicking sound of the locking mechanism sent a tremor straight through her.
Cilla held her breath, waiting for Reed to attach the other cuff and complete the gesture of dominance. But he didn’t. Instead, he turned her around and led her to the couch.
She was surprised to see Hayes sitting there. When had he moved? Obviously while she was entranced with his partner locking the cuff on her wrist.
Reed sat down beside Hayes with about two feet between them. Cilla frowned, trying to figure out where this was going when Reed gently, but firmly pulled her over his knee. Now she understood why he’d left one of her hands free—so she could position herself comfortably across his lap. Which she did by putting her free hand on the floor and squirming around—something Reed enjoyed, if the way his cock pulsed against her every time she moved was any indication. Speaking of cocks, the position put her face inches from the big bulge in Hayes’s trousers. She’d definitely never given a guy a blowjob in this position, but she was practically drooling as she waited for him to unzip his pants and let that big boy out.
“Comfortable?” Reed asked.
She looked at him over her shoulder. “Very.”
She actually was. In fact, she probably could have fallen asleep like this—if it wasn't for all the sexual tension going on.
Reed reached down and took possession of her free hand, then carefully brought it behind her back with the other one and locked her wrists together. Without her hand to help her keep her balances, she had no choice but to rest her cheek against Hayes's thigh, which put her on eye level with his well-endowed package. The position—and the feeling of helplessness that went with it—were pretty damn hot. She gave an experimental tug on the cuffs. Nope, she wasn't going anywhere.
The touch of Reed's hand on her ass made her jump.
“Sorry,” he murmured. “Didn’t mean to startle you.”
“You didn’t.” Well, maybe a little. But she wasn’t going to tell him that. “Don’t stop. I like it.”
He made small circles on her ass, barely grazing the skin with the tips of his fingers and making the most delicious goose bumps chase all over her body. “Did you know you have a spectacular ass?”
Cilla felt her face color at the compliment. “Thank you.”
Reed’s touch was more of a massage now and less light teasing. “And has this spectacular ass of yours ever been spanked?”
The word made her pussy damp. She didn’t know why since she’d never been spanked. But the notion of Reed’s big hand coming down over and over again on her ass had her quivering with anticipation. Abruptly realizing he was waiting for an answer, she craned her neck to look at him.
“No, it hasn’t.” She bit her lip. “Which means you'll be my first. You’ll be gentle, right?”
Both men chuckled at that.
“I promise to spank you only as hard as I have to in order for you to enjoy it,” Reed said.
Cilla tried to follow the logic of that. He hadn't said he wouldn't spank her hard, just that he wouldn't do it any harder than she enjoyed. Did Reed know more about how hard she liked to be spanked than she did? Maybe. He seemed to have experience at this spanking thing.
The sound of the first smack reached her ears before the sting spread over her ass. She gasped.
“Too hard?” Reed asked.
She quickly shook her head. “No.”
It hadn't really hurt. In fact, it wasn’t much more than a love pat. Her one-word answer must have been enough for Reed because he gave her a series
of slow, firm spanks. Since she hadn’t taken off screaming at the first smack on the ass, he obviously figured he could do it a little harder.
Cilla didn't know whether to gasp or moan. The spanks stung for sure, but they also felt…well, good. She couldn't put it into words, but the sensation of Reed's big hand coming down on her ass cheeks over and over made her hot as hell. It also made her squirm like crazy.
Not that she got far with Reed holding on to her cuffed wrists. He kept her firmly in place as he seriously worked her ass cheeks, smacking first one, then the other until they felt as if they were on fire. He never struck the same place more than twice in a row, and he never spanked her harder than she could take. The sting that came with each and every smack quickly disappeared to be replaced by a flush of heat that had her pussy spasming and her panting with need.
If her wrists hadn’t been cuffed, she would have reached down and touched herself. Since she couldn’t, she decided to do the next best thing—start squirming again. Reed took his hand from her wrist and placed it on the small of her back just above her ass. The gentle pressure he applied was probably his way of letting her know he was the one in control and that he wanted her to stop wiggling around.
She tried, she really did. But it was hard not to move in rhythm to the spanks, especially when it let her rub her thighs together. It wasn't as good as using her fingers to pleasure herself, but with her hands cuffed it was the best she was going to get. Reed obviously didn’t approve. He delivered a flurry of hard smacks right to the underside of each cheek that made her squeal. However, her protests quickly turned into a string of long, low moans when Reed gently squeezed her ass with both hands. His touch made the heat spreading over her skin even more intense, and she caught her breath.
Hayes leaned over and pushed her hair out of her face with a single finger. “Do Reed’s hands feel good on your ass?”
“God, yes!” She sighed as Reed squeezed her ass again. “I never dreamed getting spanked could feel like this.”
As Reed continued massaging her ass, Hayes ran his hand up and down her back, all the way to her cuffed hands and up again. She’d also never imagined that being the center of attention of two hot guys could feel so amazing.
“Reed said that with an ass as perfect as yours, you would. But I wasn't so sure.” Cilla tilted her head up to look at Hayes. “Something tells me you like watching me get my ass smacked just as much I like getting it smacked. Am I right?”
He grinned. “What do you think?”
She gave the huge bulge in his pants a very pointed look. “If this is any indication, I’d say you definitely like it.”
“Hell yeah, I like it.” He wrapped his fingers in her hair and gave it a firm tug, tilting her head back. The move practically made her melt. She seriously loved when a guy pulled her hair. “In fact,” he said, “it gets me hard as a rock.”
“Hard as a rock, huh?” She licked her lips. “Show me.”
The request earned her a hard spank from Reed. “Bad girl.”
She moaned as Reed smacked her ass cheeks a few more times before he went back to massaging them. The combination was getting her so wet she could feel the moisture rubbing back and forth between her thighs.
With Hayes’s hand still in her hair, she couldn’t move very much, but she did her best to look over her shoulder at Reed anyway. “Then maybe you should spank me some more.”
Reed didn't answer. He just started back in on her ass, with a little more intensity this time.
Closing her eyes, Cilla caught her lower lip between her teeth and let out a sound that was somewhere between a sigh and a moan. Reed had ruined her forever. She was going to have to make a good spanking part of every sexual encounter she ever had after this. She couldn't imagine doing without.
The distinct sound of a zipper being lowered made her eyes snap open. Hayes couldn’t slide down his pants with her on his lap, but that wasn’t stopping him from setting his cock free. When he succeeded, she could only stare. Hayes had an absolutely gorgeous penis. It was built exactly like he was—long, lean and perfectly sculpted. And it was rock hard, just as he’d said. To say he was excited was an understatement. Even as she watched, a little pearl of pre-cum formed on the tip.
Without a word, Hayes angled his cock toward her. Cilla opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head. He tightened his fingers in her hair and guided her head up and down. His pre-cum was sweet and musky on her tongue, and absolutely delicious. If he tasted this good now, what would it would like when he actually came in her mouth?
Talk about a night to remember. She was lying naked across two fully clothed and gorgeous cops, sucking on one of their cocks while the other spanked her ass. Oh, and she was handcuffed, too. Her fantasies weren’t even this good.
Of course, she couldn't pay proper attention to Hayes's cock, not with her hands cuffed behind her back and his partner still warming her ass. But she must have been doing a pretty good imitation of a serious blowjob. Hayes was groaning nonstop.
She was just wondering if she'd be able to make him come in her mouth when Reed stopped spanking her and slid his hand between her legs to run his fingers up and down the folds of her pussy. While she didn’t take her mouth away from Hayes’s shaft, what Reed was doing distracted her enough to make her stop licking so she could moan instead. Maybe that was why Reed had done it? Maybe he didn't want Hayes to be the first one to come.
Cilla rolled her hips in time with Reed's fingers, grinding down on him and slowly building toward an orgasm. She was just starting to feel the familiar tingle that told her she was getting ready for takeoff when Reed suddenly changed tactics, momentarily taking his fingers away from her folds and slipping two of them deep inside her. She was so wet that he slid right in, but Reed had some pretty long fingers to go with those big hands. As he began to thrust his fingers in and out, she swore it felt like she was being fucked. Despite this being their first time together, he found sensitive little places inside her she wasn't even aware existed. The hell with her G-Spot; those big fingers found the whole rest of the alphabet.
Hayes must have finally gotten tired of being left out. He tightened his fingers in her hair again to get her attention, then bobbed her head up and down. This time he kept a firm hold on her, moving her mouth on him exactly the way he wanted—fucking her mouth more than letting her blow him. So much for Reed deciding when Hayes’d come. The younger officer was taking matters into his own hand—literally.
Cilla had always secretly reveled in the blatant submissiveness involved in letting a guy fuck her mouth, but having him do it while her hands were cuffed behind her back ramped up the sensation by a factor of about a million. It was so intense, she actually felt goose bumps running down her back. She ground hard against Reed's hand. She wanted to come at the same time Hayes did.
As she got closer and closer to the edge, her moans matched Hayes's. Her pussy clenched around Reed's big fingers. The muscles all over her body tightened up in anticipation. She was almost there.
Then, seconds before she came, Reed jerked his fingers away at the same time Hayes pulled his cock from her mouth. Something about them being perfectly in synch popped into her head, but she was too frustrated by being deprived of both her own orgasm and Hayes’s to give it much thought.
She whipped her head around to glare at Reed. “Why did you stop? I was about to come.”
“I know you were.” Reed gave her a lopsided grin. “It's like I said before—there's a lot of fun to be had with that beautiful body of yours before we let you come. If you're patient, you'll come harder than you ever have in your life. I promise.”
She wanted to tell him she was very good at orgasming more than once in the same night, but the possibility of them making her come harder than she ever had in her life was too intriguing to pass up.
“All right.” She gave Reed a flirty smile. “But I’m going to hold you to that promise.”
Reed chuckled and helped her to her feet
, which would have been difficult to do on her own with her hand cuffed behind her back. Getting spanked and teased had excited her so much that her legs were actually weak, and she wobbled a little as he spun her around and pulled her close for a long, breath-stealing kiss.
Hayes got behind her, reaching around to cup her breasts as he ground his cock against her ass. Her freshly spanked skin was hypersensitive to touch, and she gasped at the feel of him. It would be so easy for him to slide in her pussy from back there, but she knew he wouldn't do it. Not yet anyway.
While she was still peeved Reed hadn’t let her come, she had to admit the two cops were extremely good at setting her pot to boil. She didn't think any man had ever brought her to this level of sexual excitement and held her there. It was unbelievably hot.
Still kissing her, Reed slipped a hand down between her legs. He was careful to avoid her clit, she noticed. Probably because he knew it wouldn’t take much to set her off. Cupping her pussy, he slid his finger into her wetness, then slowly worked it back and forth. She whimpered against his mouth. He was clearly serious about teasing her for a good, long while before letting her come, wasn’t he?
She could have humped and gyrated against him, trying to snatch a climax before he could stop her, but she didn't. She realized now that when she’d said she trusted the two cops completely, that extended beyond them handcuffing her. There was something about them that made her want to give herself to them completely. That meant letting them decided how—and when—she came.
Admittedly, it was pretty tough giving up that much control, but it was like her grandmother used to say. If you get on a carnival ride, you don't have any choice but to stay on the thing until it's over. She doubted her grandma had this particular ride in mind, but the phrase seemed to fit. She was going to enjoy this ride, even if the men’s teasing drove her insane.
Hayes slid his hands down from her breasts and over her hips, cupping her ass cheeks. Her reddened skin tingled as he lightly ran his fingers over the places his partner had recently punished so thoroughly. Without warning, he delved one hand between her cheeks to tease her anus with a fingertip.