Page 103 of Theirs to Corrupt

The dual sensations, Pax’s relentless torment of my pussy and Link’s teasing touch, drive me to the brink of madness. They have me panting, writhing, begging for more.

Right as I’m on the verge of coming, Pax pulls away.

I sigh my frustration.

“A little patience,” Link counsels.

Patience?I scowl. Easy for him to say.

Keeping his gaze on me, Pax reaches for a condom.

Teasing me, prolonging my agony, he takes his sweet time rolling the latex down his thick, hard cock.

Then he lies on his back. “You’re going to ride me, gorgeous.”

I inhale, but before I can form any kind of protest, he grips my waist, lifting me effortlessly and positioning me on top, straddling him.

His heat and hardness press into me, making me hyperaware of how large and dangerous he is.

“You’re going to take me, Tessa, but first, I want to be sure you’re ready.”

“I am,” I promise.

“You’re not wet enough. And I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Come here,” Link tells me, sitting up and repositioning me until I’m facing the headboard, my knees on either side of Pax’s head.

They can’t mean…

“Sit on my face, gorgeous,” Pax commands, his voice rough with need.

Scandalized, I freeze.

When I don’t move, Link captures my shoulders and gently but firmly pushes me down. “Do as you’re told, little dove.” His tone is harshly uncompromising.

Pax reaches up to grasp my hips, fingertips digging into my bones, and he guides me down until I’m seated on his face.

I can’t believe this is happening.

Desperately I grab hold of the headboard, hoping to gain leverage to lift myself up. But Link holds me in place.

“Stay where you are.”

Before I can protest, he cups my breasts and gently abrades the tips with his thumbnails, making me forget what I was going to say.

Pax delves between my folds, exploring and teasing me with his mouth.

In under a minute, I forget how nervous this has made me, and instead I shake from the pleasure rocking me.

He licks and sucks, making sure I’m aroused, my pussy drenched.

My body tightens as an orgasm builds.

Forgetting everything but the moment, I tip my head back.

Just as I’m about to come, Pax clamps his hands on my hips and lifts me off his face.

Aching for release, I whimper.“No!”

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