Page 45 of Here In Your Arms

“Good girl, thank you for your honesty,” Wes says and leans in to suck lightly at my pulse point.

My head tips back in pleasure, resting against Kyle’s shoulder.

“Are there any toys you do not want to use?” Wes asks.

“Clamps. I don’t like clamps. Too much pain is a hard no,” I tell him.

“Thank you, precious. Are you ready for your reward? You answered my questions so perfectly,” Wes says.

“Yes, please,” I whine. “I want it.”

The only thing coursing through me right now is need and desire. These men and their wicked mouths and their talented hands are going to be the end of me. I’ve never felt this turned on before and all we’ve done is a little touching and some dirty words.

“Kyle, love, is there anything you want to add?”

“Safeword?” he asks.

“Safeword?” I parrot.

“In case we go too far and make you uncomfortable. You say this word and we stop and work through it,” Kyle explains.

“I-I, uh, I don’t know,” I confess, my mind whirling with the request.

“How about ‘red’?” Wes suggests.

“’Red’?” I ask.

Kyle releases me and walks around to face me, Wes stepping out of the way.

“It’s a stoplight system. Green means you’re good, yellow is slow down, and if you call red, we stop everything and talk about what happened so we can avoid it in the future.”

“Okay, that sounds good,” I agree.

Kyle looks over at Wes expectantly. “Can I lick her now?”

My knees about buckle as I realize the dynamic here. Wes is in full control, and Kyle is deferring to him despite his promised plans. The safeword, questions about limits, all come together for me. I’ve never played with the Dom/sub dynamic, but with these two it feels natural.

He tried some kink before, but I didn’t feel safe; I didn’t feel considered. Most of the time I didn’t like it because he never made it about me. It’s different with these guys. I wonder if they use this dynamic between the two of them when I’m not here.

“Please do,” Wes responds to Kyle’s request.

Kyle drops to his knees and pulls my leggings down with rough hands before lifting my feet one at a time to free my legs. He spreads them wide, and his tongue touches my slit, licking the skin between my legs before he dives in. His tongue swirls around my opening, not dipping in, just teasing me mercilessly. Moans are falling freely from my mouth at the feel of his tongue exploring me. He’s devoted to tracing every inch of my sex before suddenly flicking my clit. I cry out and at some point, Wes must have walked to my back because he pulls my torso back to lean on him.

“Lean on me, precious, I got you,” he says huskily into my ear. “Let Kyle worship that sweet pussy of yours.”

With his permission, my body fully leans into him, and true to his word, he holds me with no issues while Kyle ravages me. His tongue alternates from fast to slow, dipping in and out of my sopping pussy, only to circle back up to my clit and flick it rapidly. His lips seal over my clit and he sucks hard, sending me over the edge. My body lights up, tingling shooting down my legs and my pussy clenching on itself, wanting to be filled.

Kyle sits back, crouching in front of me, and licks his lips. “Fuck, you’re delicious,” he says before placing more kisses along my hips.

Wes lifts me up in a bridal carry and moves us to the bedroom. He sets me down once we enter and I note how cozy their room is, despite being large and hosting an oversized bed. There will definitely be plenty of room for us to play around on that. I turn to look at them, and I see Wes rummaging around in a drawer.

Kyle steps in front of me, hiding Wes from view. He smirks and pulls me closer to him. I place my hands on his chest and take a moment to appreciate the muscles he’s cultivated.

“What’s he doing?” I ask, still staring at Kyle’s chest and feeling the muscle like a creeper.

“Just getting out some additional fun in case you’re up for it,” he tells me cryptically. “Do you want to have some fun or just use me for my chest?”

I flush when I realize I’m still running my hands up and down his chest, and start to protest, but when I snap my eyes to his, I can see the teasing in his eyes. Narrowing mine at him, I lean forward and nip at his bottom lip.

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