Page 30 of Good Girl

“Please, please fuck me. I’ll do anything, I can’t think... I can’t focus on anything, just please, please do something,please!” I was so desperate for something that I would have begged until I lost my voice, but Derek and Samuel were already acting before my words had finished.

Samuel began to fuck into me in deep, slow strokes, and I arched up from the bed as far as I could.

“Yes!” I cried out, and his pace started to increase. Derek, not to be left out, kissed down my throat and chased the runaway water droplets. He didn’t stop there, and his mouth moved lower to kiss over the red marks left by the flogger, and then in a touch that had me clenching up every muscle in my body, he finally took one of my nipples into his hot mouth.

“Ahh!” I couldn’t contain the scream that erupted from me as sweet, hot relief exploded through my body. The tingling, teasing ache from the gel across my nipples was finally soothed as Derek suckled and nibbled on my right nipple and his hand massaged and tugged on the left. My mind short-circuited and thoughts ceased to exist. There was only sensation, and I was adrift in a sea of pleasure.

Samuel pounded into my core, sending me rapidly toward my next orgasm, his thumb teasing circles over my clit. Derek massaged and mouthed at my breasts, easing the long built-up ache and adding to the intense orgasm clawing through my over-sensitized body. I was a puppet, exactly like Derek said I would be, and I was completely sold to them.

My hips rocked on their own, chasing the pleasure as Samuel’s pants became louder and louder and the fire in my core blazed hotter. It was teetering on pain, but I leaned into the sensation, so desperate to be thrown off the edge and cast into nothing but the warmth of my orgasm. I was close, so fucking close.

Suddenly, Derek’s teeth sank hard into my nipple, igniting a fire of sharp, hot pain. I yelped and thenscreamedas my orgasm exploded through me, a pleasure so intense that I was suspended for a few long seconds on the cusp of insanity. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move as Samuel reached his own end. Then I crashed, and ripples of sensation cascaded through me. My pussy gripped Samuel’s cock, and his moans hitched, then Derek’s face was swimming in front of mine and he peppered kisses over my warm face as I rode out wave after intense wave of pleasure.

When it ended, I sagged down onto the bed, exhausted.

Derek and Samuel moved around me in a blur. The rope was removed from my wrists and ankles and the areas soothed by kisses and the cool press of a cloth. A towel swept between my legs, and even the brush of the soft cotton against my swollen pussy made me moan. Ice cubes were pressed into my mouth with quiet instruction to suckle softly, and I obeyed as the bar was removed and cool balm was applied to my breasts where the flogger had licked.

And just like that, it was over.

I was completely and utterly exhausted, but just as the thought of how to get home entered my mind, Derek started pulling his duvet over the top of my naked form. I curled into his pillows with a soft moan, and his strong hand smoothed through my hair.

“You belong to me now, Charlotte,” Derek commented, and he sounded oddly far away. Too exhausted to reply, I could only nod as he pressed another small slice of ice past my lips.

“That’s not fair,” Samuel whined from somewhere close behind me. “I want more than just this taste.”

A different, satisfied warmth bubbled in my chest then, and Derek pressed his lips to my forehead.

“Maybe I’ll share.” Derek chuckled.

Managing to find my voice, I tucked the ice against my cheek. “Thank you.”

“For what?” Derek’s dark eyes focused on me as I sleepily tried to look at him.

“For making me feel so good. Didn’t know I could feel this way.”

“You’re welcome,” Derek murmured, “but remember, change comes from the inside. I just helped you unlock what was already inside you.”

I wanted to say more, but darkness was swift.

“Sleep...” was the last thing I heard, and I did just that, drifting off into an aching, blissful darkness with Derek’s hand running through my hair.

14

CHARLOTTE

Wrapped up in a thick duvet and nestled between two plush pillows, I didn’t want to move when I woke up the following day. I wasn’t sure what I had done to make my bed so cozy, but I was soaking up the bliss and keeping my eyes firmly closed so I wasn’t disturbed by Haley and her usual clattering about as she got ready.

Only, it wasn’t noise that trickled through to me and woke me up further. It was the ache within my own body. Every muscle felt sore, as if I had run some sort of marathon the night before. I turned my face into my pillow with a groan and slowly stretched out my arms and legs. Muscles pulled and complained, and I groaned softly.

Then I froze, and my heart jumped painfully.

My pussyachedand the vanilla scent on the pillow was not mine.

My eyes snapped open, and instead of my cluttered bedside table and mermaid lamp with the broken shade, I was faced with a neat bedside unit with a single cream lamp and a man’s watch.

Derek’s watch.

The events of last night came back to me in a rush and what calmness that existed inside me evaporated. I wasn’t in my own bed. I didn’t go home last night.

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