Page 32 of The Coffee Shop

“Get on your hands and knees, facing Lu. Now,” Sebastian barks out, using a dominant tone that already has my insides clenching. I obey as he makes his way to stand behind me at the foot of the bed.

“Look at Luke. Don’t take those pretty brown eyes off him. I’m going to fuck you until you come apart around me and I don’t want him missing a single second of it,” Sebastian commands, and again, I obey.

My eyes meet Luke’s, and there’s a burning sort of fire behind them. I’m once again caught off guard by how he is looking at me. Like I’m a goddess in his eyes and nothing and no one will ever compare to the pleasure that only I can give him. And it’s not just when we’re fucking. Luke looks at me like this all the time. So does Sebastian. The thought catches me off guard as the meaning of it slowly sinks in.

This isn’t just sex.

There’s a change in Luke’s eyes as he studies me, as if he sees some intimate part of me that I didn’t mean to reveal.

But I don’t have the chance to linger on that thought, because I’m suddenly distracted by the way Sebastian’s large hands are gripping my ass, then wandering lower to my thighs, forcing me to spread them for him. He makes a very satisfied sound and Luke smiles, his eyes flickering to Sebastian before landing back on mine.

“This doesn’t seem like much of a punishment,” I squeak out.

“Oh, just you wait, sugar,” Sebastian mutters, thenhe quickly slides two fingers inside me, making my back arch and my mouth drop open. He curls them, creating pressure in a way that has my body shaking already. When he pulls them back out, I watch Luke’s face go rigid, glaring over me at Sebastian. I know I’m not allowed to look back at him, but I think it’s safe to assume that those fingers are now clean.

When I feel the tip of his crown press firmly against me, I take a deep breath, knowing what’s coming next. Knowing he won’t be taking this slow. He never does.

Sebastian grips my hips, his large fingers digging into me. Then he thrusts forward quickly and the heaviness of him fills me instantly. I cry out and he doesn’t give my body time to adjust before he is moving. He fucks mehard, and the pleasure of it makes my vision blur.

When the haziness clears enough for me to focus on Luke, the expression on his face has changed and I understandexactlyhow much of a punishment this is. For him to see me likethisand not get to participate? To not even touchhimself?

My eyes trail down to his dick. It’s so hard that it lookspainfuland all I want is to give him just as much pleasure as Sebastian is giving me. Luke presses his body forward as much as his restraints allow, presenting it to me. It looks so smooth and rigid and I just want it in my mouth. I’m unsure of whether or not I’ve ever wanted anything more in my life.

It’s just…there. Luke can’t touch it,Ican’t reach it and it needs attention. AttentionIcan give.

And then I understand.

This ismypunishment.

“You fucking bastard,” I spit, turning my head tolook towards Sebastian. His hand is wrapping around to my chin immediately, pointing my eyes back towards Luke.

“I told you to keep your fucking eyes on him. If you can’t be a good girl and obey my orders, then we are going to have to start this all over again. Would you like that, sweetheart? Would you like me to start this all over again?” He growls, his dick thrusting even deeper inside of me, if that’s possible.

“No sir,” I pout.

“Good,” he whispers in my ear, then he is moving again. Fast, hard and relentless. My body sways forward with every thrust and I want to close my eyes but I can’t. Ihaveto keep my eyes on Luke.

And so I do.

I stare into those light blue eyes, which are glazed in as much agony as mine must be at this point. His blonde hair is messy and every inch of the man is tense, accentuating every sculpted line of him. The sight takes my breath away.

He’s so fucking beautiful and I can’t touch him.

Sebastian’s hand quickly finds my clit, thanks to my piercing there is basically a road map reading “X marks the spot, touch below.” I bite my lip as he grabs ithard. I gasp as Sebastian continues sliding in and out of me, his skillful fingers pinching and flicking and rubbing me into oblivion. I’m about to come and for some reason, I want Luke to know, want him to watch. Maybe if he sees my pleasure, it will somehow assuage some of his own pain. I swear that I will make this up to him later.

My eyes meet his.

“I’m watching,” he whispers, then flashes a little smile, as if giving me permission. And that’s all it takes.I’m coming apart in waves, screaming his, or maybeboththeir names, I don’t fucking know.

Sebastian moans loudly and Lukes mouth hangs open as he watches, then glares behind me at Sebastian as I feel his release join mine.

Then everything goes still.

The only sounds in the room are our heavy breaths and the slight clatter of Luke’s handcuffs rattling against the bed frame. Sebastian pulls out of me and I collapse onto the bed, absolutely spent. I lay there for a long moment.

Then I remember,Luke.

I roll to my back, looking up at him. Those light blue eyes stare down at me, his jaw is tight, his dick still hard and thick and throbbing.

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