on my ear leaves
me shuddering. “Do you want to know what I’d do to you if you were
my submissive, Zoe?”
“Yes,” I mew.
“You know better than that, don’t you,
sweetheart?”
I panic for a moment, before realizing
and blurting, “Yes, sir.”
He licks my ear with his silky, warm
tongue, while pulling my hair hard enough to make my scalp prickle
with stinging pain. The intensity of the sensation leaves me limp
in his corded arms.
“I’d make you strip down for me and
show me how wet your pussy is, to prove you’re ready to please me.
Would that excite you?”
Pressing my nipples to his chest and
digging my fingernails into his biceps, I whisper, “Yes,
sir.”
“Then I’d put you on your knees on the
floor so I could bind those delicate ankles together and your
little hands together, and then your wrists to your ankles.” He
gives me a moment to picture this, to imagine my arms bent back and
my bare tits thrust up in invitation, my thighs spread wide. “Then
you’d suck my long cock while I held your head and fucked your
beautiful mouth. I’d make you do the same for Noah.”
My eyes fly open when Matthew adds
this last detail. The idea of both of them touching me, of both men
using me at the same time, leaves me breathless. Shouldn’t I be
scandalized, offended, frightened, instead of riveted by the
thought?
Noah, while different than
Matthew—leaner, not quite as tall, with loosely curling brown hair
and blue eyes just a little paler than mine, and a demeanor at once
dreamy and haunted—is no less attractive. Would he handle me more
gently than Matthew does? More roughly? Would he also growl dirty,
delicious things into my ear? Or would he silently force me to bend
for him?
Matthew’s hand shifts from pulling my
hair to cradling my head, urging me to straighten and look at him.
“Would you do that, Zoe? Give yourself to me and to Noah? Serve
both our pleasures?”
My mouth is so dry I can hardly speak.
“Is that what you want?” I ask in a weak, cracking
voice.
He nuzzles my cheek while pulling my
hair again, wringing another moan from me. “That’s just the
beginning of what I want from you.”
My Two Doms: Hot Hard Menage #3 is
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I’m the girl-next door with an
unexpectedly wicked mind (and an addiction to sexy high heels).
There’s nothing quite like the thrill of turning forbidden desires
and secret fantasies into erotic tales with literary flare and a
dirty mouth. Let me tell you a naughty story…
Erika Masten
[email protected] http://erikamasten.com