Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
“That’s my good girl. Definitely being so good for us.”
“Isn’t she?” Steele murmured. “She’s earned that reward.”
“Indeed.” He grabbed hold of her tights and panties then slowly drew them down her legs.
Her eyes widened, but she didn’t protest as he dropped them to one side.
“This is what you’re going to do,” he told her. “You’re going to put your hands on your thighs and keep them there. If you move your hands without permission, then I’m going to play with you for longer without allowing you release. Be our good girl and you’ll get to come sooner, understand me?”
She nodded.
“Words, Effie,” Steele told her.
“Yes, I understand.”
“Good girl.” Grady thought about removing her dress, but knew she wasn’t quite there. Although she’d have to get there soon, because he wanted to see her naked.
Her view of her body needed to change. And he’d do whatever was necessary to help her see what they saw.
“Place your legs on either side of Damon’s and keep them there.”
“Yes, Sir.” She stiffened. “Um, sorry. I don’t know what to call you.”
“I prefer my name on your lips.” For the moment, anyhow.
“Yes, Grady.”
“That’s a good girl. So damn precious. We’re going to take good care of you, aren’t we, Damon?”
“Yes,” Steele replied huskily as he tilted her head to the side and kissed up her neck.
It occurred to Grady that he hadn’t even kissed her yet. But he’d get there. A first kiss was special.
So, instead, he made his way up the inside of her legs. Steele widened his legs to accommodate Grady.
She let out a small whimper as he moved up her inner thighs, raising the bottom of her dress.
“Grady,” she murmured.
“You can always use your safeword,” he told her.
“I . . . I . . . oh.”
He glanced up to see that Steele had one of her breasts in his hand. He was playing with it over the material of her dress.
Fuck. He wanted to see her breasts badly. He was so hard it was painful.
He moved closer to her pussy. So damn pretty. Parting her lips, he studied her.
“Is . . . is something wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing is wrong,” Steele told her gruffly. “You’re fucking perfect. Isn’t she, Grady?”
Fuck. He realized he’d been still and silent for too long.
“So fucking perfect,” he murmured. “I’ve never seen such beauty.”
“It . . . I . . . it’s not beautiful.”
Smack!
He slapped his hand down on her inner thigh, making her jolt with a cry.
“Have you ever had your pussy slapped, sweetheart?” Grady asked.
“N-no.”
“If you want to find out, keep saying bad things about this pretty, perfect pussy.”
She sucked in a breath, but he didn’t want to give her too much time to think. That’s when stupid shit came out of her mouth. And he didn’t want to punish her right now . . . he wanted to reward them both.
So he ran his tongue along her pussy lips, making her moan.
Fuck, yes.
He pressed it in deeper, pushing it inside her passage. Fuck, she tasted good. Like nothing he’d tasted before.
And he could get addicted to the sounds that were coming from her mouth. Her thighs were tightening around his head.
Was she close already?
He knew it had been a long dry spell for her, but surely she’d been seeing to things herself?
Then again, maybe not.
He drew back, glancing up at her as he pushed two fingers inside her.
“Oh. Ohhh.”
“Fuck me, I think she’s close,” Steele said.
“Yeah. How many times do you think we can make her come?”
Her eyes shot open and she stared down at him. “W-what? I can’t come more than once.”
“Challenge accepted.”
Challenge accepted.
Was he kidding her? There was no way she could come more than once. Even when she made herself come, she was too sensitive afterward to come again.
Then again, it had been a while since she’d had the opportunity. She could only play with herself when Brooks wasn’t around. And, to be honest, she hadn’t felt like it lately.
But God, with how Grady could use his tongue—if anyone could make her come twice it would be him.
And then there was Steele. He was playing with her nipples, kissing her neck, driving her higher and higher.
Grady’s tongue returned to her clit, flicking it firmly as his fingers drove in and out of her.
“Fuck, baby,” Steele groaned. “Give it to him. Give him all of it. Come for us.”
It washed over her. So sweet and sharp that it made her gasp. But before she could come down from it properly, they were pushing her higher, into a deeper, stronger orgasm that made her scream.
Fuck. Fuck.
That was amazing.
She was floating. Her mind dazed, her lips curling up into a smile. She felt them moving, then she opened her eyes to find Grady had shifted so he was sitting beside Steele. His gaze was on her as his fingers continued to thrust in and out of her.