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licked her lips and bucked her hips
unsuccessfully against his hand.
She flinched and yelped as another slap landed against her clit.
Tyler’s fingers ceased their movement.
“Be still, or I’ll pull out of this tight little cunt and leave you to lie
here all day.”
Please don’t do that! Brianna nodded and swallowed.
She felt Tyler separate the folds shielding her clit with his free hand
and his fingers resumed thrusting. The palm of his hand rasped against
the tight bundle of nerve endings, firing off an explosion deep in her
womb.
“You smell so fucking good.”
The rasp of a zipper sounded to Brianna’s right and had her jerking
her head in that direction. She smelled Cole’s essence and knew he’d just
taken his cock out of his jeans. Her lips itched to kiss it, to lick the small
drop of fluid she knew would be present at its tip.
“Come closer,” she breathed, her nostrils flaring at the scent so close,
yet so far.
Her clit rang out as she was slapped a third time, and she screamed
again. The pain quickly flared into pleasure that soared to her nipples.
“Again.” Just one more slap and her body would sing.
“No. That’s my mouth right now, Cole. Don’t get any closer to her.”
“Aye, aye, captain.”
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“And you, little one, you don’t give the orders, I do. You’ll come when
I say, not when you want to.”
Brianna groaned. Her orgasm was so close. She squeezed her
buttocks in frustration and pulled at the restraints on her wrists.
“Christ,” Tyler snarled.
She growled as he yanked his fingers out of her pussy, the fullness
suddenly gone. Then two sets of hands were on her wrists, stilling them,
and rubbing where whatever was around them had ground into her skin.
“I will not let you hurt yourself,” Tyler gritted out. “There are better
ways of getting your pleasure through pain.”
“Please.” Brianna felt the cords in her neck strain as she begged to be
sent over the edge of the climax still lingering so close.
“Shh,” Tyler soothed as he rubbed his soaked knuckles along her
cheek.
She whimpered and cried out. She turned her face into his hand and
kissed his roughness.
“Uh-uh. You aren’t going to win by crying. Where’s the bit?”
“Right here,” Cole answered.
There was a rustling above her. She twisted her head following the
noise, her heart pounding. What was a bit? It sounded like something
you would use for a horse.
“What are you doing?”
“Ensuring that you’re quiet.”
“What?”
“Relax, Bri. We’ll make you feel good,” Cole assured her.
Tyler dragged his tongue across her clamped nipple, stilling her
impulsive reaction with his palm on her belly. It quivered beneath his
hand letting him know just how turned on she was.
When he’d seen her this morning with her dark blonde hair fanned
across Cole’s pillow, his cock had thickened painfully beneath the fly of
his jeans. Cole had lifted his head and looked over her shoulder at him,
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then nodded. Without a word spoken, Cole had seen the hunger in Tyler
and rolled out of bed. Bri hadn’t even twitched.
Within minutes they had conferred in the sitting room and set to
work, gathering supplies and binding her to the bed.
“Open your mouth.” He wanted her quiet this first time, but didn’t
know why. The erotic image of her completely restrained filled his mind,
hardening his length even further.
Brianna went mutinous below him. And what woman wouldn’t? She
didn’t know him, didn’t know what she was getting into. Her lips pinched
tight and she shook her head. He knew exactly what would get that little
mouth open. He thrust his fingers into her hot sheath again and Brianna
gasped, losing control of her mouth. Before she could close her jaw
again, he fitted the bit between her teeth.
She fought against the cylinder of rubber, and he chuckled. “Good
girl.” He jerked his head at Cole. With his fingers
unsuccessfully against his hand.
She flinched and yelped as another slap landed against her clit.
Tyler’s fingers ceased their movement.
“Be still, or I’ll pull out of this tight little cunt and leave you to lie
here all day.”
Please don’t do that! Brianna nodded and swallowed.
She felt Tyler separate the folds shielding her clit with his free hand
and his fingers resumed thrusting. The palm of his hand rasped against
the tight bundle of nerve endings, firing off an explosion deep in her
womb.
“You smell so fucking good.”
The rasp of a zipper sounded to Brianna’s right and had her jerking
her head in that direction. She smelled Cole’s essence and knew he’d just
taken his cock out of his jeans. Her lips itched to kiss it, to lick the small
drop of fluid she knew would be present at its tip.
“Come closer,” she breathed, her nostrils flaring at the scent so close,
yet so far.
Her clit rang out as she was slapped a third time, and she screamed
again. The pain quickly flared into pleasure that soared to her nipples.
“Again.” Just one more slap and her body would sing.
“No. That’s my mouth right now, Cole. Don’t get any closer to her.”
“Aye, aye, captain.”
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“And you, little one, you don’t give the orders, I do. You’ll come when
I say, not when you want to.”
Brianna groaned. Her orgasm was so close. She squeezed her
buttocks in frustration and pulled at the restraints on her wrists.
“Christ,” Tyler snarled.
She growled as he yanked his fingers out of her pussy, the fullness
suddenly gone. Then two sets of hands were on her wrists, stilling them,
and rubbing where whatever was around them had ground into her skin.
“I will not let you hurt yourself,” Tyler gritted out. “There are better
ways of getting your pleasure through pain.”
“Please.” Brianna felt the cords in her neck strain as she begged to be
sent over the edge of the climax still lingering so close.
“Shh,” Tyler soothed as he rubbed his soaked knuckles along her
cheek.
She whimpered and cried out. She turned her face into his hand and
kissed his roughness.
“Uh-uh. You aren’t going to win by crying. Where’s the bit?”
“Right here,” Cole answered.
There was a rustling above her. She twisted her head following the
noise, her heart pounding. What was a bit? It sounded like something
you would use for a horse.
“What are you doing?”
“Ensuring that you’re quiet.”
“What?”
“Relax, Bri. We’ll make you feel good,” Cole assured her.
Tyler dragged his tongue across her clamped nipple, stilling her
impulsive reaction with his palm on her belly. It quivered beneath his
hand letting him know just how turned on she was.
When he’d seen her this morning with her dark blonde hair fanned
across Cole’s pillow, his cock had thickened painfully beneath the fly of
his jeans. Cole had lifted his head and looked over her shoulder at him,
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then nodded. Without a word spoken, Cole had seen the hunger in Tyler
and rolled out of bed. Bri hadn’t even twitched.
Within minutes they had conferred in the sitting room and set to
work, gathering supplies and binding her to the bed.
“Open your mouth.” He wanted her quiet this first time, but didn’t
know why. The erotic image of her completely restrained filled his mind,
hardening his length even further.
Brianna went mutinous below him. And what woman wouldn’t? She
didn’t know him, didn’t know what she was getting into. Her lips pinched
tight and she shook her head. He knew exactly what would get that little
mouth open. He thrust his fingers into her hot sheath again and Brianna
gasped, losing control of her mouth. Before she could close her jaw
again, he fitted the bit between her teeth.
She fought against the cylinder of rubber, and he chuckled. “Good
girl.” He jerked his head at Cole. With his fingers
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