I hold his gaze for a long moment before I do as I’m told. But I don’t move to him next.
I turn.
Johnny’s still right behind me, and it’s his turn.
He takes hold of my head with both hands and guides me onto him. “Come here and wrap those pretty lips around my cock.”
But he comes to me and I’m glad I don’t have to move far on my knees. The rug isn’t thick enough for the abuse they’re already taking. But I’m not going to complain until I’ve gotten what I want.
And Johnny gives me what I want… to a point.
He holds me back when I would get closer. He keeps my pace slow when all I truly want to do is turn frantic, to ease the need within me.
And even as I take him into me, he doesn’t let me take everything.
His fists are gentle, until I try to take charge, and when he tightens them, the pain pricks at my scalp and makes me want to adjust, to press my legs together and work on that sharp point of need I want to touch to ease the lust and desire and want. But I keep my knees as far apart as possible.
Letting him torture me just as much as he wants. As much as I no doubt deserve.
When I look up at him, his jaw is tense and I know he’s close, but he pulls me off of him.
“I’m being selfish,” he says, his grin as wicked as he likes to call me. “With a mouth like yours, how can I keep you all to myself.”
He motions over my shoulder, and when his fist tightens, turning my head back toward the couch, it’s Joshua’s cock he leads my mouth to.
I see Thomas behind him. He’s got his hands behind his head, his teeth clenched. And I wonder what he did to receive his own sort of punishment.
But I can’t wonder for long as Johnny guides me over Joshua, just long enough to tease and then back to himself.
He uses me to play with Joshua and I’m more than happy to let him.
I hate that my hands are tied. I desperately want to touch them.
Joshua slides his hand into my hair alongside Johnny’s, taking me away from him and making me look him in the eye. “Do you promise you’ll never omit things again?”
I nod, because I don’t have the breath to speak.
“Good.” He steals what little I had left with a searing kiss and when he pulls back, his gaze is dark with lust. “Take the rest of your punishment, and you’ll get what you need.”
His hand, still under my chin, I open my mouth, just a little. Watching him. Waiting.
“Take what you want, beautiful.” Thomas says it from the couch as he brings one hand down to stroke himself. “He’ll stop you if it’s not allowed.”
I swirl my tongue over Joshua, flicking the tip and biting back a smile as his eyes close on a groan. But he only lets me get in a few strokes at the pace I want before he catches my hair in his fists again and slows me.
“You’re such a greedy little witch.”
I chuckle, wanting to prove him right at the same time I want to savor him.
When he pulls me back handing me over to Johnny once more. Chase watches us from the other side, lounging on the leather, completely at peace with his body.
His eyes lock on mine and I wish I could see this tableau from his point of view.
Or Thomas’.
When Joshua takes me back again, his eyes watch me with enough heat I can imagine the whole place setting on fire.
Quite suddenly, I’m sucking Joshua’s cockforhim.