Page 101 of Twisted Bonds
"Maybe not, but we're together, and that's all that matters." I cup his cheeks and kiss his lips.
I feel Beau squeeze my thigh just before Bain stands, lifting me with him. Bain pulls back slightly and looks at Beau. "Clear a spot off."
He doesn't have to elaborate for his son as Beau jumps up and moves things around on the desk. I'm then gently lowered, jerking as my back hits the cool surface. Bain stares at me as he runs his hands up and down my thighs.
"You're so fucking beautiful, pretty girl."
"Please, touch me…" I pant.
The anticipation is killing me. I need Bain's touch so badly, but he makes me wait as he says, "Beau, I want you to call my cousin Dominik. Tell him we are coming to Rhode Island for a visit."
"Cousin Dom? Why him? You haven't talked to him in how long?" I can't see the confusion on his face at the moment because Bain's heated stare has me in a chokehold, but I can hear it in his voice.
"I talk to him quite a bit, actually. I think a visit with Dominik is just what the three of us need," Bain states as he slowly opens his pants.
Finally, he's going to fuck me and make it all feel better. My men know what I need and eventually give it to me. Beau moves around the desk and takes hold of my arms to hold me in place; I know this is going to be a great fucking time.
"Oh fuck…" Bain groans as he slides into me.
Suddenly, there's knocking at the door, and then we hear Cayley's voice calling out for her dad. There's nothing like a good ole cock block than a kid wanting in to see her parent. I'd laugh if I wasn't so deliriously out of my mind with want. Bain sighs and pulls out before tucking himself away and helping me to sit up as Beau starts for the door, chuckling.
When I try moving away because I don't have a stitch of clothes on, Bain grabs my arm and shakes his head no as he places me behind him. I hear Beau talking to his sister, but I don't understand anything he's saying because my heart is thumping so loudly. All I know is that it sounds like they're arguing, and I find it cute; he's found his match.
Bain spins around, scaring the bejesus out of me, and grabs me, tossing me back over the desk. I notice Beau locking the door and walking back to the desk, grinning. "Sorry, pretty girl, but my cock is aching to get back insideyou. This isn't going to be a gentle fucking, especially with this pretty plug in you."
"Please Daddy…" I beg. "Just take me."
Bain shoves my head onto the desk, ordering his son, "Hold her down. I don't want her squirming. I want her feeling every inch of me owning this pretty little cunt."
"Damn, Dad. Keep talking like that, and you're going to turn me on, too," I hear Beau snicker.
"Well, use her mouth; our girl loves us using her, don't you, pretty girl?"
"God, yes, Daddy," I moan as he slides back into me. "Oh, that's so tight!"
"That's the whole point," Bain states as he pulls out and slams back into me. "You like that, don't you?"
"Mm, yes!"
"Good girl."
I grip the desk's edge andfeelBain use me fast and hard.
"Just use her mouth, son."
When I peer up, I can see the lustful look on Beau's face. He glances down at me, and I lick my lips.
"Are you sure, baby? I can wait and take a cold shower."
"No, I want it." I open my mouth wide and wait for him to push inside.
I go to resituate myself a bit and feel a sting to my ass.
"Don't fucking move, pretty girl. You stay right as you are and take what we give you."
"Yes, Daddy…"
Beau thrusts his cock into my mouth, the taste of our lovemaking still lingering on him, and he proceeds to use me just like Bain is. Like father, like son—my two favorite men.
