Page 22 of One Night with My Lawyers
“You can stand up when you reach the armoire to grab what you need,” Theo says.
Is that what it’s called? Fancy prep school education.
She rummages through the cupboard and returns with a butt plug between her teeth. Her cheeks are flushed—she’s mildlyembarrassed by this—but her eyes sparkle with desire, and I bet that if I swipe my fingers through her cunt, I’d find her dripping.
I take the plug from her. “No lube?” I quip. “Fine, if that’s the way you want it.” Her eyes widen. “It’s a joke,” I add hastily. “I’d never be that reckless.”
“Right, of course.” A small smile touches her lips. “I know that. You wouldn’t hurt me, neither of you.”
The trust in her voice takes my breath away. Goddamn it. I’m thirty-nine. I’ve lived enough, seen enough, to recognize how rare this is. This is special, this thing between the three of us.
She doesn’t want the same thing, remember?
Theo takes the plug from me and examines it. “Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t a bad plug. But I want you tofeelit.” He walks over to the cupboard—armoire—and returns with a thicker glass plug.
Her mouth falls open.
“Check in with me,” Theo says. “You’re good with anal?”
“I’m as green as a meadow.”
I chuckle. While Theo tears open the package and lubes up the plug, I lift Addie onto the bench. She squeaks in surprise. “I’m too heavy,” she protests.
I roll my eyes. “Nonsense. How do you want her, Theo?”
“Hands and knees.”
“You heard the man, Addie.”
She gets in position. Gravity tugs the chain connecting her clamps downward, elongating her nipples. My cock hardens. I step in front of her and squeeze her full, round breasts, running my fingers over her swollen nubs.
Her tongue runs over her lower lip. I follow her gaze. My cock is inches from her face, her eyes are hungry, and fuck it, I can’t resist.
“Want to suck my cock?”
“Yes, please.”
“Hmm.” I make my own trip to the cupboard and return with a Hitachi and a stand. I position the stand, which looks like a small tripod, between Addie’s legs and rest the powerful vibrator on it, adjusting its position to nestle between her plump pussy lips.
“Now, that’s a pretty picture.” Can she hear the satisfaction in my voice? “Here are the rules, Addie. You stop if it gets too much. You lift yourself off the vibrator if you need to. But you’re not allowed to come. Obviously.”
“Obviously,” she repeats, her voice snide.
Theo grins. “I don’t think I like that tone.” He smacks her butt, harder than before. Addie sucks in a breath, but she doesn’t break position. Her ass stays where it is, and the big bulbous head of the vibrator stays nestled between her folds.
Yeah, she’s fine.
“To distract you,” I continue, as if that interlude didn’t happen, “You can suck my cock while Theo presses that plug into your ass.”
“It’s too much. . .” A full-body shiver runs through her. “I can’t. . .”
I cup her cheek gently. “Do your best, baby. I have complete faith in you.” I turn on the vibrator, unzip my trousers, and free my aching cock. “Here.”
Her mouth closes over me, warm and fucking perfect. Theo’s lube-covered fingers stretch her open. The room has mirrors everywhere. I can see it, and it’s such a turn-on, almost as hot as the feel of her tongue swirling over my head. I grit my teeth and will myself not to come. Not yet. Not in her mouth.
Theo presses the plug in. Addie’s eyes are glazed with lust. The Hitachi buzzes away. Three times, she has to pull herself off it before she explodes. A sheen of sweat covers her skin, and her mouth works my cock with frantic intensity. The closer she is tothe edge, the deeper she takes me down her throat. I can’t take much more of this. I can’t. . .
Before I explode, I pull away. Just as I do, Theo thrusts two fingers into Addie’s cunt. “Come for me, Addie,” he orders.
