Page 64 of A Little Harmless Pleasure

“That’s it, sugar.” Evan’s voice was almost as comforting as Chris’s, but arousal had added a rough edge to it. The sound of it danced over her nerve endings, injecting an extra spark to her excitement.

“Ready, baby?” Chris asked.

When she nodded, both men started moving in tandem. As she let her primal senses respond, her hunger grew, her doubts receded. Giving in, allowing Chris to command her to his will wasn’t something she was just doing. It was a longing that only he could satisfy. Unbelievably, arousal built again, this time deeper, sharper. Chris and Evan wove a spell of sensuality, drenching her with their passion, their own need to give her satisfaction. All thought disappeared as she gave herself over to the pleasure both men offered her.

Their thrusts increased, the pressure within her built.

“Give over, Cynthia.” With Chris’s tortured plea, the raw demand spoke to her soul. It was too much to resist and she fell, shattering into a thousand different pieces as her orgasm swept through her. Bliss surged, her body trembling with her release. Just as she started to come down from that first release, Evan groaned, bucking beneath her, pushing her back up into another orgasm, this one stronger than the first. She shuddered as she came. Chris shouted her name and followed her into pleasure.

Chapter Sixteen

Chris woke Cynthia slowly, moving his lips over her skin, tasting the sweetness of her flesh. She murmured in her sleep and curled closer to him, the heat of her body warming his heart.

A sense of satisfaction settled within his chest as he scraped his teeth over her bellybutton. When she’d left earlier, he’d been prepared to wait for her, even if it meant forever. She was the one for him and pressuring her would only ruin the act of submission. Now that he could step back and examine it, he realized that his fear had almost driven her away. That it hadn’t been some fault in her, but his worry that she would never trust him enough had been his error.

Granted, the result had been a good one. He’d never seen something so beautiful as Cynthia giving in to two men. They’d worn her out, but he knew it was just the beginning. There was more to come before morning.

He felt the bed shift on the other side of her, telling him that Evan had awakened also. A second later, Evan appeared, looking down at Chris.

“Just can’t leave her alone?”

Chris smiled up at him. “Can you blame me?”

Before Evan could answer, Cynthia stirred. “Do you know how annoying it is to not only be awakened, but to be awakened by people talking about you?”

Chris trailed his fingers up between her breasts and watched her eyelids flutter, her lips curve.

“I’d say that both Evan and I can compensate you for your discomfort.”

“Hmm, you might have a point.”

He could hear the smile in her voice and mentally released a breath. He’d worried that she might regret what they’d done, that somehow, she’d reject him. She offered him a sleepy grin and cupped his face. He moved up and brushed his lips over hers.

Pulling away before either of them was ready, he groaned his regret. But they had things to do, more steps to accomplish because he was pretty sure after tonight, he wouldn’t want to be sharing her with anyone.

Chris looked at Evan, who nodded, knowing what he had in mind.

“Come on, baby.”

She stretched, her pretty pink nipples peeking out over the top edge of the sheet. The urge to snuggle under there with her was almost too tempting. But they needed this to be complete.

Chris slipped out of bed, as did Evan. Cynthia sat up, her gaze roaming over his body as he reached for the blindfold. Half aroused already, he didn’t even fight the surge of heat that jolted his system, but controlled his expression. The next stage would probably push her further than she expected to go.

Cynthia scooted to the edge of the mattress and stood beside him. He couldn’t resist pressing his lips to hers one more time, enjoying the feel of her skin next to his. Her hardened nipples brushed against him, and Chris felt his mind melting. Just touching her always affected him this way, and tonight he couldn’t seem to control himself.

“Chris.” The impatient tone in Evan’s voice told Chris he’d waited long enough.

“Turn around,” Chris ordered and was delighted when she followed his instructions immediately. “Remember your safe word.”

Without saying anything else, he covered her eyes with the blindfold once more. He took Cynthia by her hands and set her palms on the mattress. Chris was happy that this time she didn’t show any panic. He’d been close to calling the whole thing off when he’d seen her fear when Evan put on the blindfold earlier.

With quick, sure movements, he slipped his hands between her legs and pushed them further apart. He pressed his hand against her pussy. When he felt the damp heat there, he barely resisted the urge to steal more than just a quick feel.

He left her there, knowing she was feeling exposed. They were all unclothed, but without sight, it would add an element of vulnerability. He wanted her submissionandher trust.

Chris retrieved a riding crop from his bedside table drawer and handed it to Evan, who positioned himself directly behind Cynthia. Anticipation surged and mingled with concern. The last bout had been hard on Cynthia emotionally and mentally. But this time, she needed to believe in him, in their love. She had to give everything over to him without questioning.

Evan raised his hand and brought the crop down on her bare backside. Her gasp of surprise filled the silent room. Her fair skin reddened immediately. Lust crawled along his nerves, and his cock hardened at the sight and sound when Evan slapped her again, harder.

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