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She sucks in a breath.

“Red or green, Kitten?” I guide her legs apart and stand between them.

There’s a second of silence, and then she whispers, “Green.”

“Good girl.” I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh. “My friend is going to start the recording. We’ll upload it when we’re done so you can go back to your room and play with your pussy while you watch it.” Another kiss takes me closer to my target. Her legs shift, almost closing. “No sex, like before. My tongue on your pussy, his on your tits. At any point, if you say red, we stop.”

“For good?” There’s a note I don’t recognize in her voice, possibly concern that if she says red it’s over.

“For tonight,” I whisper, and run my tongue over her pussy.

Chapter 87

Arabella

My hips move, jerk, with the first touch of his tongue between my legs. Strong hands grip my thighs, holding them immobile, the heat of his palms chasing the chill from my skin. The fact I can’t see anything makes every touch more intense.

“She’s soaked.” He chuckles, his breath skating over my sensitive flesh. “You look pretty like this. Like a helpless little toy just waiting for me to play with you.”

The hard stone of the coffin is cold against my back, and I can’t stop trembling. Curling my fingers, I resist the urge to raise my arms as a ravaging mouth sucks on my nipple. Each little tug sends a sharp dart of pleasure through my breast and down to my groin.

A tongue touches my clit again, and my legs jerk in reaction. “Oh.”

“Don’t move,” my darer rumbles, making my legs shake harder with one long lick. “You don’t want me to stop, do you?”

“N-no.” My breath is coming out in short, sharp pants, as pulsating adrenaline floods through my system. They excite every inch of me, and I’m wet. So fucking wet.

The hands on my thighs slide under my body to cup my ass. “Do you like showing us your pussy, Kitten? Is this what you wanted?”

Thumbs press either side of my clit and hold me open. Cool air licks over my fevered skin.

My clit throbs, my insides pulsing and clenching with the need to come.

“Please,” I beg. “Please, don’t stop. It hurts when you do.”

The fingers on my ass flex. “You want it that bad?”

“Yes, yes. Please.” The words come out in a sob. “I need it.”

He licks me again, holding me in place, sealing his mouth over my clit. My other captor swaps to my other breast, drawing it into his eager mouth.

Intoxication washes over me until all I can do is feel. A finger pushes inside me, then a second. He fucks me with them, pumping in and out of me, fast and hard. Sensation merges together.

It’s too much. Too overwhelming.

My hands grope downward, and fingers tangle in soft strands of hair on a head.

“S-stop.” The word leaves me on a keening cry.

“You know what word you need to say,” my darer growls. “Arms down. No touching.”

The word red gets stuck in my throat, and I can’t get it out. I drop my arms back down to the stone, and fight to catch my breath.

The mouth at my breast slows to a lazy sucking, but the one on my pussy continues to torment me without mercy. I’m burning up. The friction of the swirling tongue at my clit is almost too much to bear.

All the throbbing tension in me curls tighter and tighter. It builds, drawing me closer to the edge.

“I can’t.” I arch up to escape, but teeth bite down on the side of my breast. The pain is enough to curl my toes, my body shaking violently as I shatter into a climax. My mind goes blank.

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