Page 72 of Beneath the Blindfold

But she wasn’t in control, and he was quick to show her who was. He slapped his fingertips across her breast in a swipe that skirted the line between playful and punishing. “You only get one,” he reminded.

Did she enjoy the restraint he put on her? How his dominance wasn’t just physical? She seemed to. Her eyes shut tightly, as if she were willing the threat of her orgasm to go away.

He liked telling her what to do, but he wasn’t cruel, and didn’t seem to want to make her wait much longer. He retreated from her mouth and picked up the other condom packet from the desk before setting his intense gaze on me.

He said it the same way he’d tell me he wanted me to cover someone’s shift. “I’m going to fuck you, while you’re fucking her.”

Every muscle in me tensed with anticipation, making me jerk to a stop.

But he didn’t move. Didn’t tear open the foil.

He simply stared at me, waiting for . . . something. My brain was slow, fogged by desire, so I hadn’t a clue what it could be.

The muscle along his jaw flexed as he realized I wasn’t getting it. “Yes?” he asked quietly.

Oh.

He wanted my consent.

“Yes,” I breathed.

SIX

As soon as the word left my mouth, Joseph smiled and strolled to the end of the desk where he’d left the bottle of lube. The condom was torn open and rolled on. Lube was doled out into the palm of his hand, then slathered over his dick.

Noemi rose onto her bent elbows again, curious to watch.

My heart thundered in my chest when his hand clasped on my shoulder. “Spread your feet and bend your knees.” His voice was relaxed and confident. “I want you lower.”

My body moved without thought, complying instantly. Once again, it was wild how fast I was willing to surrender, and wilder still how much I liked doing it.

There was more prep—extra lube and two fingers again, making me groan with pleasure. Her mouth went to the side of my neck, mouthing hot kisses against my skin, and then on to her boyfriend over my shoulder, who stood with his chest to my back.

“Grab his ass,” he urged, “and pull him open for me.”

Her hands caressed down my sides and onto my backside, each gripping a handful and peeling me apart to him. My dick jerked inside her. I was so fucking hard, it was unreal. And once she’d finished following his command, the head of his cock was there, nudging against my asshole.

“Fuck,” I swore when he pushed in the first crucial inch.

He was so goddamn big. Her hips were in my hands, and I clamped down, probably squeezing her to the point of discomfort, but she didn’t make a sound. Maybe she liked it.

My entire body was taut as he began to inch along, pressing deeper andinvading. Like his fingers, it felt good yet uncomfortable—except each sensation was magnified ten times over. And with Noemi snug around me? Shit, it was nearly overwhelming. My knees shook from the intensity.

“That’s it,” he whispered. “You’re doing so good.”

I couldn’t tell if he was joking or being honest, but hearing I was pleasing him sent a wave of enjoyment crashing over me. It made my discomfort fade, leaving only satisfaction.

Signals crossed in my brain as the man at my back and the woman at my front began to move. They worked as a team to both give pleasure and wring it from me. Joseph’s measured pace eased me into taking more of him, and when the tempo picked up, a moan bubbled up from deep inside me.

His hips began to drive, forcing me to move in time with him and his hands closed around mine, which were still tight on her waist. His grip was steel as he held her in place for both of us.

So he could use me to fuck her.

Once again, I felt like an instrument. I was an extension of Joseph’s body. Yes, I was fucking Noemi, but I was doing it truly under his direction now. It was as if he was fucking both of us at the same time.

“I’ve got my cock in his ass, Noemi.” His voice dripped with seduction. “Just like you wanted.”

“Thank you, sir,” she gasped.

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