Page 56 of Falling for Them
Mr.Tyler takes a wipe from the nightstand and cleans off his finger.Then he cups my cheek in his hand briefly before stepping back and removing his tuxedo jacket.He unbuttons his shirt, then slides out of that as well.His undershirt is tight, and already I can see I’m going to like what’s underneath it.
Then he takes that off, too.
Holy muscles—Mr.Tyler is ripped.
And Sebastian is, too.He’s unbuttoning and taking off his shirt.Slowly, methodically.There’s no rush to any of their actions.They know I’m not going anywhere.How could I, with a show like this happening right in front of me?This is incredible.
Sebastian is covered in tattoos.Wow.I’ve never cared one way or the other about a lot of ink on a guy, but it looks absolutely perfect on him.Symbols, pictures, words.I could feast my eyes on those designs all day long.These men are so fucking hot.How did I end up here?
“Has anyone ever fucked your ass before?”Sebastian asks conversationally.
My jaw drops.I knew this was a possibility when Sebastian asked me to come back to Mr.Tyler’s apartment, but I didn’t realize it would all be discussed beforehand.“Um…”
“Be honest with us, baby girl,” Sebastian says.“We only want what’s best for you.”
I shake my head.“No.”
“No, what?”he asks.
“No, Daddies, nobody has ever…done that.”I squirm on the bed, embarrassed by not only my lack of experience, but by the way these two men are watching me.
“I love that she can’t say it,” Mr.Tyler says.“Too fucking cute.”
“I’m glad I amuse you,” I snap.
He chuckles, not offended by me lashing out, but Sebastian’s attitude changes instantaneously.
“You talk to us like that again, little brat, and I will spank your ass hard, and fuck it harder.”
I gasp, aroused and afraid at the same time.How can that be possible?
“No, we’re not taking her ass tonight,” Mr.Tyler says.“It’s too soon.”
I’m part relieved, part disappointed.Let’s be honest—tonight is probably all I have with them.I don’t care if it hurts—I want to feeleverything.
“Fuck, I want to do it all,” Mr.Tyler says.“Ropes, blindfolds, spankings, everything.”
Sebastian groans.“I know, it’s hard to choose.”
They better pick something quick, because I’m about to combust on this mattress.
Sebastian steps forward and bends slightly to kiss my mouth.His tongue dips into me, intrusive yet welcome and he holds my face in his hands, controlling the angle, controlling the pace.
With a low moan, he pulls back.I lean forward, wordlessly asking for more.
“Patience, little princess,” he says.
But I don’t want to be patient.“Do you think we have all night, or something?”I say.
“That’s exactly what we think,” Mr.Tyler says.
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With exaggerated, slow movements, Sebastian reaches for the nightstand.He removes a box of condoms from the drawer.He knows his way around Mr.Tyler’s bedroom, obviously.
“Do you two do this a lot?”I ask.“Are you lovers?”
