Gonna come, Maddie. I’d never get used to this, speaking to her mind to mind. On your tongue or on your face, you tell me.
And she did, her hands gripping my hips as she dragged me deeper, my whole body flexing in time with my dick as it erupted. Straight down her throat, she didn’t taste a drop, I was shooting so damn hard. But right as euphoria rode me, I jerked free, picking her up and placing her on the desk edge.
My mouth was on hers, the taste of me on her tongue satisfying some primal impulse that knew any of my brothers that kissed her would get the same. Mine, that throbbed hard and hot in my chest. My hand raked up her skirts, easing her underwear to one side to find her fucking dripping. I pulled back, staring into her eyes.
You hot for me, babe?
I think I’m beginning to understand the appeal of the sub thing. She smirked at me. Now be a good boy and do what you promised.
I grinned, really fucking smiled, for the first time since I saw her in that hospital bed, right as she put her hand on my head and pushed me down where I belonged, at her feet. I should’ve been bowing down there, thanking her for putting up with a pain in the arse like me, but I always did my best work with my mouth. I found her swollen clit and sucked on it, hard pulls that demanded her first orgasm happen right now, before I licked her more gently into another and another.
She did exactly as I predicted, her screams filling my office and echoing out into the garage. The guys sent up a cheer, something that had her cheeks flushing when I finally pulled away.
“I cannot go out there,” she said, burying her face in my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her. “I can’t come here again, ever.”
“You’re gonna walk out there like the queen you are,” I ordered, swatting her on the butt to get her moving. “The fact you sat on your throne for a while.” I stroked my face. “Well, that’s what queens do.”
Chapter 66
Crash
“Two showers in one day?” Bjorn and Hawk strolled into the bathroom, which was one of the downsides of building the one massive one. No fucking privacy. “And… you’re shaving?” Bjorn picked up the can of shaving cream.
“Everywhere.” Hawk noted that with a slight frown. “Why are you shaving all of your body hair off?”
“Can’t a man have a shower in peace?” I snapped, my tone just a little more edgy.
I was wound up tight after this morning with Maddie and Razor, but that just got worse when I heard my brother make her come. I slipped off to the garage toilets, ready to take the edge off. My cock throbbed like a sore tooth, and I found it hard to leave it alone.
“More than a few shakes is a wank!” someone yelled outside the door, as I stood there, so fucking close to coming. I shoved my dick back in my pants then my hand into the chest of the apprentice standing there in the hallway with a gormless grin on his face.
“You’d have to find your dick first to have one,” I said as I pushed past him. “Want me to find a pair of tweezers and a magnifying glass?”
“Maddie told me to be prepared for anything tonight,” I explained, working quickly with the razor to swipe off the hair. “Body hair can cause issues if she wants to play with wax or any kind of restraints.”
“Wax? Restraints?”
Bjorn just stared at me like he was the poster boy for vanilla sex.
“Some people like the psychological experience of molten wax being poured on their skin,” Hawk explained oh so matter-of-factly. “Others get an endorphin rush from the actual pain they find quite pleasurable.”
“See, the virgin knows and you don’t.” I shot Bjorn a scathing look. “How embarrassing for you.”
“Ex-virgin.” We both stared at Hawk who just smiled slightly. “You’re planning on experimenting with some kinks.” My brother looked down at the bag sitting on the bathroom sink, and I darted forward, ready to stop him. “Lube and an enema kit? You’re hoping for some prostate play.”
“OK, what the fuck and how do you know all of this?” Bjorn asked Hawk.
My brother shrugged.
“Everyone talked so much about sex, I thought I better learn more about the topic. I did a lot of research—”
“Into prostate play?” Bjorn looked me up and down. “You want Maddie to put her finger up your arse?”
“You have no idea—” I started to say.
“Prostate orgasms are largely reported to be the most intense, long lasting and often a man’s only chance at multiple orgasms,” Hawk informed him. “It’s not something I’m comfortable with right now, but it seems stupid to rule out what is supposed to be an incredible sexual experience because of social taboos.”
“And what does Maddie want?”