Page 31 of The Assignment: Room 3

“You’ve been watching me.” It’s a statement, not a question. Seeing the hunger in his eyes as he kneels between my legs only heightens my arousal.

Flex scrubs his hand over the stubble on his jaw, and I imagine what it would feel like against my most sensitive skin.

“Everyone watches you, pet. It’s hard to look away when you’reso fucking gorgeous with your legs spread wide and those beautiful tits of yours on display.”

My body is on fire as I consider his offer. “Friends with benefits?”

He bites his bottom lip, inching closer to me, his breath hot on my thighs. “No strings. All the pleasure you can handle and all the punishment you’ll be begging me for.”

Fuck.

“Flex.” His eyes meet mine as he looks up at me, his gaze darkening.

“Yes, pet?” His voice is delicious, dripping with sex and commanding my submission.

“How would you like me to address you as I come on your tongue?”

A wicked grin spreads across his face as he slides his hands up my legs, pushing them farther apart. “You will address me as your ‘Master.’ Such a good little pet for asking. That deserves a reward.” With his eyes fixed on me, he hooks his finger under my panties and tugs them back to the side. He lowers his lips, ghosting a kiss over my entrance before moving up the length of me in one long, languorous lick.

I drop my head back against the chair, letting sensation spread through every nerve ending in my body.

“Eyes on me, you little slut.” Genevieve’s voice brings me back to the room. “Did you ask permission to have a Dom go down on you while in a scene with me?”

“No, Mistress Genevieve.” I move to pull away from Flex, but he reaches his hands under my ass and holds me tight.

“Entirely my fault, Mistress,” Flex interjects. “She looked too good not to eat. It would be a waste of her perfect pussy.”

“She will be punished for your folly. I expect you to ask my permission in the future, Master Navarro. I afford you the same courtesy.”

“How can I make it up to you, Mistress?” He has a devious grin on his face, his lips wet with the evidence of my arousal.

“After you’re done, you will both follow me to my private room,where I shall decide her punishment. You may resume for now, but not before I get a taste.” She leans down, gripping Flex’s chin before kissing him deeply.

When she pulls back, all eyes are on her.

“You taste good, Ms. Monroe. I can see why Master Navarro wants to feast on you.”

She turns on her heel and goes back to her submissive, ordering him to drop to his knees and go down on her. Her eyes are trained on me as Flex resumes his ministrations, making me writhe against his tongue. Holy shit, it feels good.

When he’s certain I won’t pull away, he slides his hands back to the inside of my thighs, applying just enough pressure to make it bite. He knows how much it will heighten my pleasure. I’m in sensory overload as I try to keep eye contact with Genevieve, but Flex is too damn hot on his knees, feasting on my pussy.

“Oh God… Master Navarro.”

“That’s it, pet. Beg your Master for more.”

“Yes, oh God, yes!”

He stops dead in his tracks, leaving me on the brink of an earth-shattering release.

“I think you misspoke. You should know better, naughty little pet.”

My body is crying out for his touch. “I’m sorry, Master Navarro. Please don’t stop.”

“That’s better.” He presses his lips to the inside of my thigh—such a tender gesture given our current circumstances.

“Fuck!I’m so close, Master Navarro.”

His fingers dig into my leg, commanding my attention like there’s no one else in the room. “I know, pet. I can fucking taste how close you are.”

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