Page 35 of Her Devious Daddies

“We’ll have plenty of time to satisfy both of your curiosities.” Logan nodded, rubbing his chin.

He seemed positively smitten by the idea of using his custom paddles on Karsyn. Setting her on the bed, I deftly moved along the line of buttons, pushing her blouse off her shoulders. Reaching behind her, I unclasped her bra and kissed the top of each of her supple breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples. Her tiny moans of pleasure brought a huge smile to my face. “I’m going to make you come so hard.”

“You…you…” She bit into her lip. “You can’t smile at me and say such dirty things.”

“Yes, I can.”

“I’m melting already,” she purred.

“Good.” I stepped back, admiring her naked form before glancing at Logan. He scanned my body casually but when his eyes met mine, I saw hunger and desire.

“Come here,” he demanded, gesturing to the space in front of him.

Reluctantly breaking away from our gorgeous girl, I met him at the edge of the bed. He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“Undress me,” Logan ordered, his tone stern and husky.

Arousal shot through my body, my cock painfully pressing against my thigh. To brat or not to brat… I stared up at him, trying to decide what to do.

“Did I stutter, babyboy? Your delay is preventing me from giving Karsyn more orgasms than she can count. If you keep stalling, I’ll edge you until I decide to let you come. Then maybe you’ll remember what you agreed to.”

“Fuck,” I said under my breath. I did not want to push Logan. Not really. Though I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t think about how much hotter it would be for him to deny me an orgasm until he allowed me a release.

“One,” he growled.

Thankfully he gave me more grace than I felt was earned. I knelt. Untying his boots, I removed each one along with his socks and glanced upward, feeling incredibly submissive from the task he’d commanded me to do. It was one thing to undress someone who submitted to you freely and completely. It was like unwrapping a gift. Undressing my Dominant was something else entirely. It felt reverent. The act placed me into a deeper state of submission.

“Are you going to kneel there staring at my feet or are you going to take my fucking clothes off?”

I took a breath and slowly got off my knees. My hands went to his belt, unbuckling it and pulling it through the loops. I set it on his dresser before returning to him and undoing his jeans. It took me an extra minute to get them off, mostly because I was so turned on by the cut of his muscles. I glanced at Karsyn who had her hand in between her legs as she watched the two of us.

“Did I say you could touch yourself, babygirl?” I gave her a pointed look. To her credit, I had not ordered her not to play with her most tender spot.

She dropped her guilty fingers, her lips parting as she stared at me and shook her head. “No, Sir.”

“Be patient. You’ll get what you want.”

Logan smirked as he took in the scene but did not comment. I lifted his shirt over his head as well as his A-line tank, leaving him in only black briefs. They outlined his ample package, straining against the confines of the silky cloth. I removed the last piece of clothing and had to fight back a groan. He oozed power, raw sexual desire. I wanted to taste him. My mouth watered as I fought the urge to take his cock in between my lips.

“Good boy.”

I loved hearing that from his lips. His praise fueled me in ways I couldn’t explain. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Take off your clothes and join Karsyn on my bed.” He strode to his nightstand, plucking a bottle of lube out of the drawer.

I hurried out of my clothes and climbed onto the bed, kissing our girlfriend passionately. She moaned against my lips, her hands threading into my hair. I could kiss her forever. Logan sat down and tapped a spot in the middle. I brought Karsyn with me as we arranged ourselves. I laid on my back pulling her completely on top of me. The position gave me access to her dripping wet pussy and I slid into her heat while she gripped my hands. Logan trailed kisses along her spine, rubbing her back and occasionally slapping her ass. He lubed his cock while watching us.

“Have you ever had anal, Karsyn?”

“Yes, Logan. But just like everything else, it’s been a while. I want to be in between both of you but honestly… I don’t know how to say this,” she muttered, glancing over her shoulder. “You’re very thick. I should use the toys I bought at your store before I can accommodate you there.”

“I’m surprised. I thought you would have used them by now,” he said, chuckling. “Don’t worry. We’ll make a plan.”

I gave him a look, wondering if he was going to reposition us or use it to his advantage. Before I could ask him the plan, he shifted Karsyn slightly, and pressed his cock to my tight pucker.

So much for communication. He slid himself into me slowly and I grunted. Karsyn wasn’t kidding about his thickness, something I knew already. He wrapped his arms around her waist, connecting the three of us as he pushed deeper. I concentrated on thrusting in and out of Karsyn as Logan filled me. We found our groove, all three of us. She felt incredible wrapped around my cock and the sensation of Logan filling my ass drove me over the edge faster than I expected. I marveled at how fast my life had changed in a short amount of time.

Everything I’d hoped for and longed for but never felt deserving of just fell into my lap. I should be over the moon, and yet, there was an underlying unease. Because of my history, I knew it would take a miracle for me not to cut and run, but I had a feeling with Logan at the helm, I might just get that miracle.

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