Page 89 of Lies like Rubies, Part One

Sofia shook her head. “No safeword,” she gasped as another orgasm overtook her. “But give me a moment, please,” she begged once she was on the other side of it.

“No,” I said, sliding two fingers into her soaked passage and roughly fucking her. “This is punishment, and it’s meant to be miserable.”

“Dante, it hurts,” she whined.

“It’s supposed to. Next time, you’ll be upfront and honest with both of us.”

In her shoes, I wouldn’t have told me either. I certainly wouldn’t have ruined a budding romance with the handsome doctor with an admission that she’d traded her body for her daughter’s safety. I quashed the sympathy I felt for her as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, squelching wetly, my cock hard and waiting for me to plunge into her.

Nico nuzzled at her breasts, sucking and licking the taut buds of her nipples as we forced another orgasm on her, and then another, and another. As the battery ran low on the vibrator, I pulled it away, giving Sofia the break she’d begged for.

“How many is that?” she asked, gasping for breath.

“Ten,” I answered, rifling through my duffle bag.

I found the butt plug I was looking for, and the bottle of lube. I set them on the bed beside Sofia. Her chest heaved as Nico continued to stroke her stomach, comforting her as she gasped and caught her breath from the string of climaxes we’d forced on her.

“No more,” she whispered.

“Are you sure?” I asked. “Only three more to go.”

“Take off my blindfold,” she commanded.

Nico chuckled. “That’s not how to ask for something, sweetheart.”

“Jesus Christ,” she swore. “Would you please take off my blindfold, sir?” I hated the sound of sir on her tongue referring to anyone but me, but I’d invited him, and I could live with the consequences for one night. He was a good man, the kind who eschewed the dark roots of his mafia family and volunteered with the local Boy Scouts on weekends, not the type who would let himself get wrapped up in the life Sofia led, no matter how much he might wish it were otherwise.

Nico reached up and pushed my tie up to her forehead so she could see us. Her eyes were red and swollen from her tears. “I hurt, my clit hurts, my abs hurt, my insides hurt,” she breathed.

He ran his thumb over her cheekbones. “Almost done, love. You can do this, baby. You can see the punishment to the end.”

“I can’t,” she sobbed.

“Slut, did you promise me you’d do anything I asked or not?” I snapped at her. I untied her feet and lifted them onto the bed, then pushed her calves over my shoulders until her adorable bottom lifted from the bed. I squeezed lube onto a finger. “Distract her, Nico.”

He looked me up and down, pushed up from the bed where he’d been idly stroking her skin. With efficient movements, he stripped, revealing the hard lines of muscles built over years of work in the gym, and ink that covered his back and chest. Sofia’s eyes watched him eagerly, the sight of his chiseled abs apparently reviving her flagging energy. I resisted the temptation to strip as well, to drag the admiration in her eyes back to me instead of him.

Nico knelt over her face, resting one hand on the headboard, the other tangling in her hair. “Suck, Sofia.”

She opened her mouth for him, those gorgeous pink lips wrapping around his cock while I lubed up my finger and slid it around her asshole. She moaned, and he swore.

“Yes, baby, like that, such a good fucking cocksucker,” he praised her. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Take him down your throat like the filthy slut you are,” I said as we settled into our roles as good top, bad top. I probed at her with a well-lubed finger, gently pushing in and pulling out until I was knuckle-deep in her ass. She clenched around me. I worked my finger in and out, then added a second, scissoring my fingers and opening her. She jerked back when I tried to add a third, but I smacked her hard on the ass. She stilled, allowing me to stretch her entrance.

When I slid the plug inside her, she moaned around Nico’s cock. I slowly fucked her with it, getting her used to the feeling, then shoved it into her. With my other hand, I curled my fingers against the sweet bundle of nerves at the front of her passage until she clenched around me and came again. Relentlessly, I increased the speed of my fingers, forcing yet another orgasm from her. She moaned and cried, trying to jerk away from me.

“One more, sweetheart,” Nico whispered, climbing off her. I stripped while he undid her wrists, rubbing them to ensure she hadn’t cut off her circulation as she’d jerked and writhed under our ministrations. He scooped her into his arms, then lay down on the bed, his feet on the ground, with her straddling his lap. I tossed him a condom, and he tore into it with his teeth before covering himself.

She lowered herself onto him without hesitation, groaning as she did it. “Fuck, Sofia,” he groaned as he experienced our kitten’s sweet pussy for the first time. “You’re fucking incredible.”

She moaned as I wrapped my hands around her hips, stopping her from lifting herself off Nick and rolling her hips into her final orgasm. I bent her over until she was on her hands and knees over him.

He stroked her back, making soothing noises as she quivered.

I put on a condom and then worked the plug out of her ass. She moaned and trembled but remained still. I leaned over, kissing down her spine. The instinct to reassure her overcame my desperate need to slam into her and bottom out in her ass.

“Please, Dante,” she whimpered. “It’s too much.”

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