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He eases his fingers out of me before replacing them with something else that’s bigger, but not warm enough to be his cock. “You’ll have to wait until after dinner.”
I relax as he pushes the butt plug into me. Then he stands up, keeping a hand on my back as he admires his handiwork.
“You’re going to feel so good, sweetheart. Now come and eat.”
Downstairs, Oliver lets out a groan when he sees me. “What did I tell you about teasing me, princess?”
I just grin at him.
“We ordered takeout,” Elliot says, pulling me into his lap. He’s sitting at the table, picking at a bowl of grapes. My stomach growls at the sight, so he grabs one and places it against my lips.
I open my mouth. He slides it in slowly, and then he runs his thumb across my bottom lip. The simple action sends sparks shooting down my body. When the sweetness of the grape bursts on my tongue, I moan.
He gives me another one, and this time, I capture his finger in my mouth, too, sucking while he slowly pulls it out.
“You know what?” Elliot says, one of his hands running up my stomach before cupping my breast. “Fuck waiting until after dinner.”
I roll my eyes. “You can wait.”
“I don’t think I can.” He kisses the back of my neck. “You smell so fucking good.”
His words cause me to shiver, but I don’t give in. I tested my limits with Oliver last night. Today, it’s time to see what Elliot will do when I tease him.
So I turn to him, wrap my arms around his neck, and lean in slowly for a kiss. But at the last second, I jump from his lap and bolt out of the room.
It’s less than five seconds before he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal, giggling as he hauls me back into the kitchen.
“You fuck us a couple times, and all your shyness disappears, huh? Trust me, love, it’s in your best interest to drop the attitude right fucking now.”
“Hmm.” I tap my finger to my chin, like I’m thinking, which causes Oliver to snort. “Why don’t you make me?”
He sets me down roughly, but it doesn’t go unnoticed how he keeps his hands on me until I’ve gained my balance. “Get on your knees.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Make me.”
And oh, he does. With his hands on my shoulders, he forces me down until I’m at eye-level with the erection straining against his pants. He has it out in seconds, brushing the tip against my lips.
“Open up,” he says, “so I can fuck the attitude right out of this pretty little mouth of yours.”
For a moment, I just smile up at him. But the want stirring between my legs doesn’t let me hold out for any longer. I flick my tongue out and lick him before opening my mouth wide.
“Good girl.” He fists my hair, yanking me forward until his cock hits the back of my throat.
I gag, but I close my lips around him as he sets his pace—fast and punishing. All I can do is hold on to his legs and try to breathe. He groans when he looks down to see tears streaming from my cheeks and a mixture of saliva and precum trailing from my mouth.
“That’s it. You’re doing so well. Such a pretty little slut.”
I whimper as he takes me even harder, his grip on my hair tightening.
“Tap my thigh if you need a break, love.”
I don’t. I’ve loved every gentle, caring thing these men have done for me. But this? I’ve wanted it for so long. I just didn’t trust anyone to respect my boundaries the way they do.
“I’m going to come in your mouth,” Elliot grunts. “But you’re not allowed to swallow until I give you permission. Understood?”
I let out a strangled sound that I hope he takes as a yes. And then he swears, and his pace finally slows as I feel him finish in my mouth.
When he pulls out, I keep my mouth open so he can see, tilting my head back.
