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Genevieve’s voice startled me out of my fantasy. When we looked at each other, she had a smirk that said she knew what I was thinking.

“Do you think our pretty boy has had enough?” She walked up to me, standing close to study me.

“Yes,” I said softly. “But a little more teasing wouldn’t hurt.”

“Go to him and do what feels natural,” she said, swatting my ass before walking away.

I was disappointed she wasn’t following me to the bed. There was still a part of me that hoped she would still join us, maybe she just needed some enticing. I slowly took off my thong, climbed on the bed as sensually as possible, swaying my ass just a little more.

Luke turned his head towards me, licking his lips, his breathing had settled down and I felt a little bad about teasing him again. I straddled his abdomen, leaning down to whisper in his ear.

“Don’t move, be my good boy and I’ll let you come.” I kissed his neck.

“Yes, Mistress,” he said, leaning into my neck.

“Stay still,” I purred, kissing down his neck, pushing my ass against his cock.

Luke gasped before clenching his jaw, trying not to move. I kissed down to one nipple, sucking on it before going to the next one. I lifted my hips so his cock was at my entrance. This time, I bit him, catching him off guard, and slid my pussy over the head of his cock.

Luke moaned, pushing his head into the bed, exposing the tendons in his neck. I lifted my hips until his cock laid on his abdomen, rolling my hips up and down his shaft. He pulled at the restraint, whining as I kissed down the valley of his abs. They flexed with my attention, and I knew he was trying so hard to hold back.

When we had sex, Luke was always quick to flip me over, fucking me into the mattress.

“Pretty boy, you’ve been so good for me.” I nipped at his lower abdomen right above his cock.

“Please, Mistress,” he groaned. “I need you.”

I took his cock in my mouth, taking as much as I could, hitting the back of my throat. Luke cried out, he didn’t move, staying perfectly still for me. I took a deep breath before doing it again, attempting to make him squirm, to make him move, just so I could tease him a little more.

Being in control of Luke's pleasure was intoxicating. I wanted more. When he stayed perfectly still again, he whined loudly, and I knew he couldn’t take much more.

“Such a good boy,” I said, straddling and hovering over his hips. “Now, tell me what you want?”

“Please, I need your pussy around my cock, Mistress,” he growled, pulling at his restraints again.

“Since you asked so nicely,” I said, sinking down on him slowly.

Surprisingly he didn’t move, even though his limbs shook. The groan he let out was so sexy and I needed for him to make that sound again. I rolled my hips slowly, dragging out his pleasure. I placed my hands on his chest using it for leverage to roll my hips over and over again, chasing that sexy sound he made.

His breathing was fast, his skin flushed, and the sheen of sweat defined his muscles even more. Slowing my hips, I leaned forward, capturing his mouth in a demanding kiss. My outfit was making it hard to lean over too much since it was made of leather and had no give. I leaned up, unclasping my thigh highs and trying to unbuckle the side.

“Let me help.” Genevieve came up to me, running her hands along my torso.

Goosebumps erupted along my skin. It was just a touch, but it felt sensual and the urge to pull her in for a kiss crossed my mind.

“Keep fucking your husband while I take this off you,” she said, climbing on the bed getting behind me.

Her touch was light as she took the top off.

“Take off his mask,” she whispered in my ear.

I leaned forward, slipping off the eye mask. He blinked a few times, focusing on me.

“Lean back,” Genevieve ordered.

“Yes, Mistress,” fell from my lips as she laid her hands on my hips, using them to roll my hips with me.

Luke zeroed in on her hands, then looked up at us. I worried he might be jealous or mad, but all I saw was desire. He pulled at his restraints again, growling that they weren’t going anywhere.

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