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“Oh hell yes,” I answer, opening my eyes and shuffling back so that I can look down at Frost’s face. He still has the black box surrounding his head and I’m surprised by how much I’m getting off on it. Seeing him like this – restrained and at my mercy – is surprisingly sexy. “You’re so good at that,” I tell him, sliding back into place. “Such a good boy. Keep going.”
“Mmmm,” he hums against my sex, rolling his tongue around my clit and making me gasp.
“He will. But you’re going to tell me when you’re close, Floss,” North tells me. I pout but nod. Anything to ensure he doesn’t tell Frost to stop.
“And when you’re close, you’re going to count to ten. Understood?”
“Of course,” I scoff, “I’m not stupid.”
Frost sucks my clit between his lips. North chuckles again and my eyes flutter closed as Frost pushes me higher and higher. His tongue is better than my fingers by far. I can’t remember feeling this good before. I’m all tingles and shimmers and so fucking close that it’s almost painful.
I tip my head back and forget to count, but that’s okay because Frost is holding me there. His firm tongue on my flesh makes my throat close.
“Uh oh,” I gasp, slapping my hand to my mouth.
“Easy Sugar,” Don tells me, his voice low and husky, “Count.”
I shake my head. “I can’t.”
“North,” Frost says, his tone strained.
“Do your job, Frost,” North grinds out. “Don, a hand.”
Don takes my wrists and pulls them behind my back, securing them together tightly in one of his hands. I let my eyes flicker between North’s face and Frost’s box.
“Please,” Frost says, his voice raspy and raw.
“Keep going, you’re doing so well,” I tell him. “Such a good little pussy licker.” From below me, Frost groans and North’s eyes light up.
His lips tilt up on one side as he pulls a small vibrator from somewhere and slowly approaches me. “Count, Floss.”
I cry out, my legs jumping as he slaps his hand down against my thigh. “One.”
“That’s one,” comes Frost’s muffled voice.
North’s brow quirks. “What was that?”
“Two!” I cry as his palm slaps down again.
“That’s two,” Frost chokes out.
“And this is three,” North says, his voice completely serious. His hand slaps down again and again, making me tremble.
I gasp, my body jerking on the bench as Don holds me in position and North hits my thighs and my breasts. “Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.”
“That’s nine,” Frost says, his voice gravelly. “North, please.”
He hits me again, on the face this time, with a heavy hand and just enough force to push my head to the side. Fuck.
“That’s ten,” North says with a smirk before barking, “Stop!”
I wail as Frost’s tongue immediately withdraws and the abyss of orgasmic bliss I was on the precipice of falling into fades. “No!”
“I didn’t say you could come, Floss. Just to count when you got close.”
“T-that’s so…mean.” I blink, tears forming in the corner of my eyes. I don’t even know why. I was spent, done, exhausted. More pleasure was the furthest thing from my mind, and now I feel like I’ll die if I don’t get to come again. What are these sensations rolling through my body, and why don’t I have any control over them?
“Lift her up, Don. We’re gonna make it rain.”
