glistened with sweat, and his muscles appeared strained.
As they approached, Master Dmitri called, “Rough night, Master Sawyer?”
Master Sawyer glanced up with a furrowed brow, but the tension in his expression fled and he smiled, lightening his stern hazel eyes. He ran a hand over his blond buzz cut, sending droplets of moisture spraying off. “Remind me again why I agreed to top Kenzie?”
“Because she offered herself to you.” Master Dmitri chuckled as if he knew some secret Presley didn’t. He stopped next to the couch and tucked Presley to his side, making her feel comfortable in a situation that should have made her outright uncomfortable.
She looked up, spotting Master Dmitri’s amused eyes as he stared at Master Sawyer. She gazed over his square jaw and the thick veins on his neck. Her study then traveled to the opening of his black dress shirt, and she wondered what his chest looked like bare. Did he have the six-pack she imagined?
Right now she had it in mind to pinch herself. Had this handsome, powerful man honestly asked if he could train her? The idea seemed absurd. Shouldn’t she be the one drooling over him and asking if he’d train her?
A sudden heat washed over her, and she blinked, realizing that she’d been ogling him, since she discovered Master Dmitri’s amused eyes now trained on her. He gave her that devilish half-smile before he asked Master Sawyer, “Where is Kenzie now?”
Master Sawyer gestured to his right. “She got mouthy. I figured if she likes her mouth so much, we might as well put it to good use.”
Presley followed his direction, and the blood drained out of her body.
A slender strawberry-blond woman knelt on the floor, nude. Her legs, wrapped in crimson-colored rope, were bound to steel rings on the floor. Her arms were stretched wide, as the leather cuffs on her wrists were attached to chains on the wall behind her.
Master Kyler stood in front of her, his dark jeans down at his ankles while he held on to her head with both hands and thrust his large erection into her mouth. His movements weren’t careful and kind; they were rough and harsh.
Tearing herself away, Presley turned to Master Dmitri mainly to stop looking at that, and the side of his mouth curved. “I see how that upsets you, but let me explain. Kenzie’s a very difficult sub who likes to poke at her Dom, so he punishes her. She gets off on public displays of sex and also being manhandled.”
Presley examined Kenzie again, instantly cringing. While she didn’t mind the thought of providing oral sex, the humiliating manner it was being done didn’t interest her. “That’s not for me.”
“Yes, I agree,” Master Dmitri said in his tender voice, drawing her attention to him. “Which means humiliation is a hard limit for you.”
She had the urge to wipe her forehead and exhale a big phew but refrained to save herself the embarrassment. One thing was true—she saw the importance of outlining her limits, and it put Master Dmitri in a good light that he gave her the time to realize this. The solid edge to him, where he showed that her well-being mattered to him, was something she could easily trust.
Master Kyler settled in beside Master Dmitri. “Your sub is ready for you.” He zipped up his pants and winked at Presley. “She’s got quite the mouth on her, even when my cock’s shoved down her throat.”
Presley’s mouth nearly dropped open again, but she clamped her lips shut, forcing herself to look brave. Talking so openly about sex acts, cocks, and the rest of it would take some time to get used to, considering she couldn’t even say sex without blushing.
Master Sawyer finished off his energy drink as he stood, then he threw the can in the recycling bin beside the couch. “That sub is going to be the death of me, but—” His gaze darkened. “I’ll be damned sure she has a red ass before I’m buried.”
Master Dmitri chuckled, his body rumbling against Presley, and she looked up
As they approached, Master Dmitri called, “Rough night, Master Sawyer?”
Master Sawyer glanced up with a furrowed brow, but the tension in his expression fled and he smiled, lightening his stern hazel eyes. He ran a hand over his blond buzz cut, sending droplets of moisture spraying off. “Remind me again why I agreed to top Kenzie?”
“Because she offered herself to you.” Master Dmitri chuckled as if he knew some secret Presley didn’t. He stopped next to the couch and tucked Presley to his side, making her feel comfortable in a situation that should have made her outright uncomfortable.
She looked up, spotting Master Dmitri’s amused eyes as he stared at Master Sawyer. She gazed over his square jaw and the thick veins on his neck. Her study then traveled to the opening of his black dress shirt, and she wondered what his chest looked like bare. Did he have the six-pack she imagined?
Right now she had it in mind to pinch herself. Had this handsome, powerful man honestly asked if he could train her? The idea seemed absurd. Shouldn’t she be the one drooling over him and asking if he’d train her?
A sudden heat washed over her, and she blinked, realizing that she’d been ogling him, since she discovered Master Dmitri’s amused eyes now trained on her. He gave her that devilish half-smile before he asked Master Sawyer, “Where is Kenzie now?”
Master Sawyer gestured to his right. “She got mouthy. I figured if she likes her mouth so much, we might as well put it to good use.”
Presley followed his direction, and the blood drained out of her body.
A slender strawberry-blond woman knelt on the floor, nude. Her legs, wrapped in crimson-colored rope, were bound to steel rings on the floor. Her arms were stretched wide, as the leather cuffs on her wrists were attached to chains on the wall behind her.
Master Kyler stood in front of her, his dark jeans down at his ankles while he held on to her head with both hands and thrust his large erection into her mouth. His movements weren’t careful and kind; they were rough and harsh.
Tearing herself away, Presley turned to Master Dmitri mainly to stop looking at that, and the side of his mouth curved. “I see how that upsets you, but let me explain. Kenzie’s a very difficult sub who likes to poke at her Dom, so he punishes her. She gets off on public displays of sex and also being manhandled.”
Presley examined Kenzie again, instantly cringing. While she didn’t mind the thought of providing oral sex, the humiliating manner it was being done didn’t interest her. “That’s not for me.”
“Yes, I agree,” Master Dmitri said in his tender voice, drawing her attention to him. “Which means humiliation is a hard limit for you.”
She had the urge to wipe her forehead and exhale a big phew but refrained to save herself the embarrassment. One thing was true—she saw the importance of outlining her limits, and it put Master Dmitri in a good light that he gave her the time to realize this. The solid edge to him, where he showed that her well-being mattered to him, was something she could easily trust.
Master Kyler settled in beside Master Dmitri. “Your sub is ready for you.” He zipped up his pants and winked at Presley. “She’s got quite the mouth on her, even when my cock’s shoved down her throat.”
Presley’s mouth nearly dropped open again, but she clamped her lips shut, forcing herself to look brave. Talking so openly about sex acts, cocks, and the rest of it would take some time to get used to, considering she couldn’t even say sex without blushing.
Master Sawyer finished off his energy drink as he stood, then he threw the can in the recycling bin beside the couch. “That sub is going to be the death of me, but—” His gaze darkened. “I’ll be damned sure she has a red ass before I’m buried.”
Master Dmitri chuckled, his body rumbling against Presley, and she looked up
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