Sinful Pleasures by Ashley Shay Page B

her leaning over the desk. She tensed when she realized they weren’t finished with her. Another firm smack landed on her burning ass. She jerked away from the sting, holding her breath for what would come next.
    This time it was Morgan’s voice in her ear. “That’s for leaving the door unlocked. Don’t ever do that again, Jude.”
    Two sets of gentle hands raised her up from the desk. “We don’t want to hurt you, baby, but you have to understand that we’re doing this for your own good.”
    Both of their hands were smoothing her hips now, lovingly caressing over the stinging flesh using gentle strokes to calm her. She realized she should be furious. Instead, she was dripping wet, and, oh God, wondering with shaking anticipation what they would do to her next.
    Morgan leaned down taking a nipple into his mouth, pulling at her with a gentle sucking motion that curled Jude’s toes. She arched her back toward him, giving a little gasp when
Dallas
took the other breast in his mouth. This was so delicious…so exciting. She couldn’t stop now if she wanted. Jude realized she was in way over her head with these two.
    She shut her eyes, cupping her hands around the backs of their heads. She drew each of them closer while letting herself ride on the erotic sensations they were producing. The two men had different styles of sucking at her breasts.
Dallas
drew her tightly into his mouth, nipping at her with his teeth. He scraped over her puckered nipple until the pleasure turned into an exquisite pain.
    Morgan sucked gently, trapping her between his lips while his tongue teased her swollen nipple. With the gentlest of bites, he clamped down on the tip of her breast, adding pressure until she thrust her hips forward. She wanted more than their mouths alone could offer her.
    As Dallas’s and Morgan’s lips and tongues worked at her, Jude felt their hands explore her body. She didn’t open her eyes. Riding the wave of pleasure with her eyes shut allowed her to concentrate on what she was feeling. She felt a lot. Her knees trembled, and her pussy gushed as both men suckled her with like-minded determination.
    Jude ran her fingers through Morgan’s hair, adding pressure to the back of his head when he did those wonderful things with his mouth. Her toes curled into the plush carpeting, and she couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure from her lips.
    Morgan’s hand rested on her waist, but now it traveled her body. She could feel him mapping out the contours of her flesh as he ran his fingertips down over her ass. Within seconds he found the suit was crotchless. Jude felt him hesitate when his fingers traced the seam only to find bare flesh beneath the nonexistent fabric. Neither man had found it earlier when they were rubbing the pain of their spanking away.
    Morgan pulled away from her nipple to look at her. Jude opened her eyes to stare back at him. She offered Morgan a hesitant smile, wondering where this would take the three of them. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t put a stop to this, but it felt too good to deny. It felt natural for her to let both men pleasure her body.
    “Is that bed in the other room real or for display?”
    Morgan was talking about the tiny room she had restored to look like a late-nineteenth-century-era whorehouse crib. The room held an iron bed covered with a red velvet spread. Above the bed, on flower-patterned wallpaper, hung an antique mirror. Jude added a Victorian dressing screen and an old-fashioned gas lamp converted to electric to give the room an appropriately historical look.
    Dallas
pulled back, too, waiting on her answer.
    “It’s real,” Jude whispered. Her heart sped up at the looks on the men’s faces. She could think of no other term than predatory as they glanced at one another then back at her.
    “Come on, Jude.”
Dallas
took her by the hand. “Let Morgan and I show you what it’s like to be loved by two men.”
    “Will you teach me,” Jude’s voice grew husky with