Page 9 of Tied to Hope
Brie floated in a haze of sexual bliss as they pleased and teased her body as only these two men could, taking her on both an emotional and physical high.
When she got to the edge, teetering on the verge of climax, Sir changed positions. Lying on his back, he nodded to Rytsar, who pulled a tube of lubricant from his nightstand and threw it to Sir.
Before he covered his shaft in lubricant, Brie asked, “May I kiss your cock, Master?”
He lay the tube down and smiled, nodding.
Brie gave the head of his shaft a chaste kiss before taking a lick of his precome. She smiled, then opened her mouth and encased the head of his cock with her warm lips.
Sir groaned in pleasure as she slowly took in his length.
Reaching out with her hand, Brie grasped Rytsar’s hard shaft and began stroking him with the same rhythm as she was sucking Sir.
Brie felt a thrill when she tasted more of Sir’s precome. It let her know how much he was enjoying her mouth. Sucking even harder, she was gratified when Sir groaned again.
It sent chills of electricity straight to her groin, making her pussy ache in need.
Breaking her oral embrace with Sir, she turned her attention on Rytsar, while still pleasing Sir with her hand.
Rytsar let out a low, primal growl as his shaft disappeared into her mouth. Grabbing the back of her head, he guided her to take him deeper. She consciously relaxed her throat and was rewarded with his manly groan of satisfaction.
Brie swirled her tongue along the ridge of his shaft when he released her, treating it like a lollypop. As a finishing touch, she looked up at the Russian and smiled before kissing the tip tenderly.
When she heard Sir applying a liberal amount of lubricant to his shaft, she turned her head to watch. Her pussy gushed with wetness at the thought of being taken by both men at the same time.
Brie was entranced as she watched Sir stroke his cock, covering it in the lubricant. When he was satisfied, he held up his hand and Rytsar threw him a hand towel. Once clean, he tossed it to the floor and turned to Brie.
“Impale yourself on me.”
Brie bit her lip as she moved into the reverse cowgirl position, her pussy hovering just above his hard cock. Lowering herself down slowly, Brie guided the head of his shaft into her tight ass, pressing against it.
Brie let out a little gasp as his shaft opened her up, breaching her tight entrance as the entirety of the head slipped inside her.
“That’s it, babygirl,” Sir growled in a low, seductive voice, grabbing her waist to help her farther down his cock.
Once he was deep enough to change positions, Brie used his body to support herself as she moved her legs forward and laid down, her back against his chest.
Sir wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. Like his kisses, he was sensual and loving as he pushed his cock into her, murmuring about how much he enjoyed fucking her ass.
Brie smiled, leaning her head back to give in to the delicious sensation of his hard cock stroking her from the inside. “I’ve always loved it when you take me like this.”
Rytsar reached out and grasped her left breast, squeezing it firmly. “So suckable,” he whispered hoarsely. The warmth of his mouth encased her nipple as his tongue swirled around it before he began sucking hard.
Brie moaned with pleasure as Rytsar worshipped her breast with his mouth while Sir slowly thrust his shaft into her ass.
This was sexual bliss—every lick, suck, and stroke.
Eventually, Rytsar moved into position, needing more.
Brie looked up at him, feeling deliciously vulnerable as he spread her legs wide.
He gazed at her pussy while he stroked his cock with his hand. “I do not want to rush this,” he murmured huskily as he pressed his cock against her swollen pussy.
The changes in Rytsar made her feel uncertain. Normally, he was demanding when the three of them scened together, but tonight he seemed subdued—different, somehow.
Brie bit her bottom lip as he pushed his cock into her. Even though she had taken Rytsar this way numerous times, it still required her body to relax and submit to their double penetration.
It was part of the reason she enjoyed it so much. The act always challenged her, and the connection it created between them was like nothing else she had experienced.
