Page 28 of Good Girl

I shot him a glance to see he had a black leather flogger in one hand and his other was slowly stroking over his cock.

“Please, I want—I need to—” Charlotte gasped, and Derek cut her off by tutting slightly.

“You will come when I say so.”

Charlotte whined loudly, and Derek’s hand left my shoulder. I sank forward immediately and buried my face into the slick, scalding heat of her pussy, and Charlotte yelled above me. Pressing my tongue flat against her, the subtle taste of tingling strawberry washed over my tongue and I groaned. I lapped from her hole all the way up to her swollen clit, and Charlotte sobbed.

Leather whooshed through the air, and the sudden impact crack of the flogger on Charlotte’s skin made me jump. Charlotte yelped, and I pulled away just enough to see Derek had brought the flogger down on her large tits. Faint red stripes flushed over her skin, and Derek brought the flogger down once again with controlled force.

I sank back down to Charlotte’s pussy and devoured her. My tongue wove back and forth through her slick folds. I grazed my teeth against her clit and suckled with as much force as I could muster. I teased down to her hole and dipped my tongue inside, drinking up her juices as she writhed and ground against my face. The room was filled with her desperate pants and whines, mingled with the swish and crack of the flogger. My short beard was quickly becoming soaked in Charlotte’s juices, but I didn’t care. I was far too turned on to care about anything other than eating Charlotte out.

Ten more whips of the flogger and Charlotte wasyelling, writhing like a snake back and forth against my mouth.

“I–I can’t!” She sobbed, and Derek’s hand lightly brushed against my bare shoulder.

We’d played together enough at the club that I knew what that meant. I focused all my attention on her clit, sealing around the sensitive nub with my lips and rapidly flicking my tongue back and forth and around in circles.

“Come for me, Charlotte,” came Derek’s deep voice somewhere above me. The muscles of Charlotte’s thighs against my shoulders tensed as she tried to close her legs but couldn’t because of the bar, and her loud, needy moans pitched in volume as I continued my assault, not giving her a second of respite.

“Fuck!” Charlotte came with a scream, and her pussy jerked up against my mouth. She tossed and turned, but I kept my mouth pressed against her, continuously stimulating her clit with my tongue as she trembled around me like a leaf. Her cursing faded into hoarse gasping, and only when I was sure her initial quivering waves had passed did I pause. I gave one final flat swipe of my tongue from hole to clit and leaned up.

Charlotte’s chest was heaving with each breath, her hands curled into fists and her breasts painted a crisscrossed red from the flogger. Derek often used pain to keep orgasms under control when he had stimulated someone to the point of madness, and I was greatly impressed by Charlotte’s resilience.

“Charlotte?” Derek leaned down and tenderly brushed some sweat-soaked strands of hair away from her face. “How do you feel?”

“I feel... fuck,” Charlotte gasped. “So good, but I want... I want more.”

“More?” Derek purred. “How about I let Samuel fuck you?”

Charlotte’s lips parted, and she hesitated slightly. “Fuck me?”

“Yes.” Derek nodded. “Your first time is going to be with both of us.”

Charlotte’s first time? Was she a virgin? My cock throbbed at the thought of my being the one to bring her to her first orgasm through penetration. A silent conversation seemed to pass between Derek and Charlotte, some sort of understanding that I was not privy to, then Derek smiled.

“Only if you want him to,” Derek said.

“Yes—yes, I want—please, I need more. I feel like I’m going to fall apart, my nipples are still throbbing, and it’s not... it’s not enough, please.”

Derek glanced over his shoulder at me.

“You heard her.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. Charlotte’s pussy was soaked in her slick, so I didn’t worry about anything other than getting inside her. Off the bed, I discarded my boxers and jeans, then crawled back on between her legs. Detaching the bar from the leather straps around her knees was easy, and I settled between her spread legs. Charlotte instinctively tried to close her legs, but I was in the way so all she did was wrap her legs around my hips.

I grabbed her hips and shuffled closer, and the moment I was next to her, I thrust my hips forward and slid my thick cock through her pussy lips, coating it in her juices. Charlotte whined loudly, and Derek remained by her head, stroking her hair and murmuring softly. One of his hands dipped to grab a handful of her left breast, and he gripped tightly, drawing a yelp from Charlotte.

His dark eyes met mine.

“Fuckher.”

I grasped the base of my cock, aligned it with Charlotte’s opening, and thrust forward. She was loose due to how long she had been teased and her previous orgasm, and my first two inches sank into her silky heat. Charlotte’s eyes went wide, and her fingers curled tightly into her palms. Another thrust, another couple of inches, and this carried on until I was flush against her pussy and the heat of her core seared into my cock.

“Good?” Derek asked, and Charlotte nodded quickly. Derek clicked his tongue, my long-familiar cue. I tightened my grip on her hips and began to fuck her for all I was worth. Immediately setting up a frantic pace, I fucked into her hard, and Charlotte screamed, a scream that was cut off by Derek resuming his place on her shoulders and thrusting his cock back down her throat. We fucked into her in tandem, my own pace harder and faster than Derek’s. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, and each slick drag of her core fueled the heated ache in my own gut. The air was filled with the slick sounds of our fucking and her own choked-off moans as Derek took her throat with as much vigor as I took her pussy.

My orgasm was fast approaching as I was already so worked up from the moment I had tasted her sweetness on my tongue, and as I rapidly fucked her, I knew there was no holding back.

“Derek,” I gasped out, groaning as the heated coils in my gut wound tighter and tighter. It was the only warning I could give him. I thrust deep once, twice more, and the coils inside me snapped. I came hard with a shout, thrusting forward hard and burying myself deep within Charlotte as I came. Derek’s hips stuttered, and his back and ass muscles clenched. Looked like I wasn’t the only one who had come.

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