Page 133 of Ten Hammers

“You do, huh?” Jack grins. “Before you got here, Gav, I was telling Winnie she needs to be punished for being such a naughty girl, giving us blue balls while making out all over the damn place with Leo.”

Gavin winks at me. “You have a point,” he says to Jack, seriously.

“We were just going to fuck, but maybe…

“Maybe a fitting punishment would be to make her squirm a little, first?”

“Where are your infamous dildos, baby?” Jack asks.

“W-what?” I ask.

“You heard me.”

“Um, second drawer. Underneath my pajamas.”

He walks over. “Mmm-hmmm,” he murmurs after a second. “Which one is the Jack?”

I blush. “The biggest.”

“I should probably check and see if you’re wet enough to take it, huh?” Gavin asks.

My nipples are rock hard and I think every ounce of blood in my body has rushed to my clit. And, yes, I’m wet enough to take a baseball bat at this point in time. Gavin rubs me through the thin fabric of my damp panties and I whimper.

“Hmm,” he says. “Can’t tell.”

I instinctively lift my hips off the bed as he slides a hand down my belly and underneath the elastic waistband of my panties.

“Oh, she’s wet as fuck, man.”

He pulls my panties down to my knees.

Then sits on the edge of the bed and I moan as his fingers find my clit.

Jack comes towards us holding my Jack dildo and a wicked smile.

“I would ask you to show me what you do with it, but obviously, your hands are tied…” he says. I close my eyes, remembering how all my senses were heightened while wearing the blindfold.

His hands brush my thighs then the head of the dildo is at my opening. Gavin picks up the pace working my clit as Jack penetrates me with the dildo with agonizing slowness.

“Can you take it all, baby?”

I’m squirming trying to get away from Gavin’s touch, trying to get more of it, I don’t know. Holy fuck these boys.

Then the door opens again.

“Oh my god. I am so fucking sorry!” It’s Samantha and she’s covering her eyes with her hands. There isn’t a powder puff in the world big enough to hide my full body flush. “Axel asked me to come get his soil pH tester probe from off his dresser and this… isn’t his room.”

It isn’t. And it’s not his soil pH tester Jack has buried inside me either.

Holy shit.

She’s still covering her eyes. “I am so sorry. I am so embarrassed. I will not say a word to anyone. I swear. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.”

She turns around and runs out.

I don’t know why she’s embarrassed. “Can one of you untie me? Please?”

“I don’t understand,” Gav says. “I locked the door.”

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