Page 68 of Beneath the Blindfold

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This kiss was not like Noemi’s soft, lush one. Hers was seductive and slow as she yielded to me. But Joseph was harsh and oppressive, demanding my full submission.

I had absolutely no idea which style of kiss I liked better.

The fast glide of her mouth on me slowed, probably because she’d been distracted by the two men kissing. He’d said she’d never seen it before, and I pictured her staring up at us while my dick was still clasped between her lips.

I had to imagine it, because I was trapped under this kiss that was more tactical than passionate. He was more experienced than I was and was determined to make sure I understood that. Every lash of his tongue against mine and the pull of my strands of hairreaffirmed it.

He only allowed his girlfriend to watch for so long, though. Abruptly, he broke the kiss and turned his head to deliver a disapproving look. It jolted her back into action, and she resumed the blow job—but it was too late.

Joseph launched up from the couch, yanking her up with him, and herded her toward the desk. She stumbled to the edge, and was pushed forward onto her stomach, her hands slapping against the desktop as she went down.

It was stunning how fast he moved, and yet, he was still careful. Sure, he was stern, but he wasn’t too rough. She let out a soft noise as she was bent over the desk, but it was a mixture of surprise and excitement. Shelikedhow forceful he was.

I did too, enough that I was a tiny bit jealous of her. I’d never had anyone treat me that way, never knew I’d be interested in it, but God, how I wanted it now.

I sat motionless on the couch, my damp dick cooling in the air, and watched with fascination as he flipped up her skirt and jerked down the back of her panties, just until her ass was exposed. Since the fabric was sheer, pulling them down didn’t reveal much more, but that wasn’t the reason he’d done it.

He reared back, and then brought the flat of his palm down on her ass with a sharp smack.

This time, the noise she made wasn’t surprise. It was pleasure.

“I didn’t say you could stop,” his tone was dark, “did I?”

“No, sir,” she whispered.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them together, holding them behind her back in one hand while he spanked her ass with the other.Fuck me.It was teasing and sexy, and while he doled out the blows, I was riveted.

She looked so good like that, her heart-shaped ass pinking up while he held her down. But him? He was the perfect picture of dominance and power. His posture was stiff and commanding . . . and almost as hard as the erection jutting out at the fly of his slacks.

“Tell me what you want,” he said to her. "Do you want Dylan to go down on you while I watch?”

My cock twitched at the idea.

Her voice was breathless. “Yes, sir.”

“Beg.”

There was no hesitation from her. “Please, Joseph.” She whined it like she was desperate. “Please let him—”

The rest of it died in her throat when he spanked her again, only this time, he didn’t pull his hand away after. His fingers turned in and slid down, rubbing provocatively over her clit. She groaned with satisfaction.

“I’m not the one who’s about to go down on you.” His tone was mocking. “Why are you begging me?”

Noemi swallowed a preparing breath and readjusted. She squirmed on the desktop, shifting under his hand so she could see me.

“Will you go down on me, Dylan? Please?” She begged it between gulps of air. “Don’t you want to fuck me with your mouth?”

The image of her, begging me while he loomed over her and teased her with his fingers, was fucking incendiary. I didn’t have to think about my answer for a single second. I pushed up off the couch, pulling up the sides of my undone jeans so I could walk toward her.

As I approached, he tugged her panties the rest of the way down her legs. “On your back, baby girl.”

Earlier, she’d been eager to go down on me, and now the roles were switched. She’d barely been seated on the desk when I reached her, and I hooked my hands under her thighs, jerking her to the edge as I took a knee. She gasped as she flopped down on her back, and my mouth landed on her pussy.

God, she was so warm and soft and wet.

I stroked the tip of my tongue over her clit in slow licks and smiled at the way her body contracted with pleasure.

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