Page 30 of Taking It Off

“They’re giving you my assignments now?” I ask, taking the card from him and turning it over. Interesting. “Who is this?” I ask about the name on the card.

“I don’t know,” he says “you’re the only one who can get the info, remember? You have to take the job so we can find out.”

I turn the card over in my hand. Then I tear it in half and the pieces disappear. I shake my head and lock eyes with him. “No. I’m not quite ready to go back to work just yet.”

Jeremy shrugs and walks away. I shower, washing off the makeup and glitter I use while camming, slip into a bikini, then stroll out the sliding door to the beach. This place is paradise, and I intend to enjoy it, even if it means turning down a job or two.

I stare at the water, allowing myself to wonder if I made the right decision about that last offer, when a pair of strong arms wrap around me from behind. I freeze for a moment, taking a deep breath of his scent. A smile tilts my lips and I spin in Will’s arms.

Our lips meet in a feverish kiss, feral and desperate. He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me back to our condo. As much as I’m into voyeurism, I don’t want our neighbors to see us fucking on the beach. Plus, sand is abrasive and uncomfortable when it gets involved.

Once we’re back inside, Luke takes me from Will and carries me upstairs to our bedroom. It’s spacious, and the balcony doors are open, letting the thin curtains dance in the breeze. Two of my men lay me down on the bed, their hands exploring my body in ways that make me ache for more.

I want them but can’t stop thinking about pissing Jeremy off. “What’s wrong, sugarplum?” Will asks, both of them pausing to stare at me.

“You fought with Jer, didn’t you?” Luke asks.

“How did you know?” My eyes go wide and I stare back at him.

“He’s in the basement sulking,” he responds. “You should get him to come up here.” At Luke’s words, Will holds up his cell phone, and they both grin.

“I’ll be right back,” I say, shifting into pixels and diving into Will’s phone. I find my way to Jeremy quickly. For a moment, I feel like I’m spying on him. But that’s not what this is about, and I have to remind myself of that.

I shift back, standing behind him. “Still mad?” He jumps at my voice, then turns to face me.

“Maybe. I just think you should have taken that job,” he argues.

I step closer to him, running my hands up his stomach and chest. “But then I wouldn’t be able to do this, because I’d be working.” I tease my fingers into his hair, pulling him down to me for a kiss. My tongue tangles with his, and he finally relents, wrapping his arms around me and deepening the kiss.

“This is better,” he admits, scooping me up and racing up the stairs to the bedroom. He doesn’t even look shocked to find Luke and Will already there, waiting for us.

The three of them exchange a glance, then Jeremy tosses me at the bed. I’m caught off guard as I bounce on the soft mattress before Will grabs my arm and straps me to the headboard. “You know this won’t hold me,” I threaten with a smirk.

“We just wanna see how long you’ll let us play,” Luke answers.

Fuck, it gets me hot when they work together like this. I might actually let them take the lead this time. It’s hard for me to give up control, and they know it. But we’re working on it with small trust exercises like this one. I know I can escape any time, and they get to see what I’ll let them do to me. My bikini bottoms are soaked at the idea of what’s coming.

Jeremy drags my bottoms off before looping restraints around my ankles, spreading me open for them. For a moment, I have to remind myself to breathe. I don’t want a panic attack to ruin what we’ve got going here.

Luke unties my bikini top and slowly pulls the strip of fabric away, letting the straps tease my nipples to peaks. I’m already worked up to the point of feeling desperate for them. I don’t know how much more I can take.

Will shifts his index finger into a feather, and I know I’m not going to last. The soft, nearly tickling sensations that rock my body as he trails it along my skin make me buck and writhe. “Now, sugarplum, you have to be a good girl to get what you want. Understand?”

“Please, Will. I need it.” Fuck, I’m already begging, and they just got started. This has to be a new record.

“Soon, love. Just relax and let us worship you,” Luke insists, trailing his fangs along my neck and chest, before biting down on the side of my breast. He’s been finding new and interesting places to bite me, just to see what happens.

I feel a gush of moisture from my core, and Jeremy hums his approval. “That’s what I like to see. Now I’m going to taste you, and you’re going to scream my name when you come. Then the three of us are going to fuck you until you can’t think straight.”

Before I can respond, Jeremy is between my legs, lapping at my pussy. He licks and sucks until I don’t think I can take any more, but I refuse cry out. I want to see how much more I can take too. While he continues, Luke gently bites my nipples and breasts. Will continues his torturous feather trail down my body.

I can’t hold back the orgasm any longer, so I cry out. “Jeremy!” The moment his name is off my lips, they all stop. “Wait, why are you stopping?” I look from one to another, but they just stare at me. “Please, I need you all. Fuck me already,” I beg.

That gets them moving, changing position and adjusting my restraints. It doesn’t take long to figure out what they’re doing, because it’s easier for me to take all three of them if they turn me on my side. Will’s cock slides along my entrance, rubbing against my clit and making me squirm again.

Luke’s fingers spread lube along my rosebud as he preps me, dipping one finger inside, then another to stretch me for his dick. While they tease me toward another release, Jeremy positions himself next to my head, where I can see his cock. I lick my lips and he eases it into my mouth, giving me what I want.

Luke enters me first, sliding his dick into me slowly, allowing time for me to stretch and relax. Once he’s fully seated, he pulls back a little to give Will room to enter. Will’s cock pushes into me at a teasing pace. I want to buck my hips and make them move, but I can’t. I’m pinned between the three men, and I have no choice but to let them control our pace.

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