Page 43 of Good Girl

Slowly, my mind went blank, my focus slipping from thought and honing in on sensations. My body ached, my pussy throbbed from being denied touch for so long, and each cock thrusting into me quickly became erratic in pace. Each man I was growing to adore was nearing his end, and their attentiveness to my own body had quickly ignited another rapidly approaching orgasm within myself.

I raised both hands, one clutching desperately at Derek’s forearm and the other finding comfort on Samuel’s shoulder. They were my anchors, and I gripped tight, digging my nails into their thick muscles as my second rapid orgasm exploded through me like a firework. My scream of pleasure was lost to Derek’s cock, but the moment my body tightened up, I felt the flooding rush of heat in all three of my holes.

My men came with me. We were adrift together, locked in a rhythm of pleasure and rippling muscle.

I was well and truly claimed, andutterlysatisfied.

20

DEREK

“How do you feel?” Our play session had ended with our mutual climax, and aftercare had started immediately. Matt had run Charlotte averyhot bath while Samuel had whipped up some food high in sugar and lots of water. I had taken care of her body, checking her over to ensure she was physically okay, and then joined her in the bath.

The water was hot and bubbles were aplenty. Matt had added muscle-relaxing oils to help Charlotte fully ease from such an intense play session.

“Tired,” Charlotte replied lazily. “But good. I ache in places I didn’t know I could ache.”

“Sex is quite the workout.” I chuckled softly. “Is there any part of what we did that you want to discuss? Any part you were unsure about?” Charlotte lay between my legs, her back against my chest, and I gently massaged her shoulders with careful presses of my palm and thumb.

“Mmm.” Charlotte groaned softly as her head tipped back against my shoulder, her eyelids fluttering while the heat soothed her. “Not really. I liked it all. It was... it wasfunhaving to balance everything. Although... it was frustrating when I wanted to come but the collar would pull tight.”

“Part of the game. Good things come to those who wait.”

“Oh, I think I enjoyed the frustration,” Charlotte clarified. “It was weird, though, like... at the time, I hated it, but then my orgasm was so...” She lifted both hands out of the water and mimicked explosions with her fingers. “Intense.”

“You earned it.” I massaged down both her upper arms and traced her arms until I could lightly grasp her wrists. My touch lingered there to briefly check her pulse, then I returned my hands to her shoulders.

“Is it always going to be that intense?” Charlotte’s head rolled to the left with a low groan, and I couldn’t resist the temptation of her exposed neck. I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss there.

“Not always. Unless you want it to be.” I liked intense things, but that didn’t mean Charlotte always had to give me what I wanted. A kinky relationship like this was about give and take.

“I liked it.” Charlotte nodded. “It’s been a bit of a whirlwind these few weeks.”

“Your poor pussy,” I teased, and Charlotte laughed heartily.

“You have no idea. Trying to sit in class after playing with you is like sitting on a nest of bees. Tingling sensationeverywhere.”

“I can’t imagine. Lean forward for me?”

Charlotte obeyed, and I kneaded my hands down her back, working out the stress I could feel in her muscles as she went. The lower I went, the softer her breathing became, and I dipped my hands below the water line to work tenderly at her lower back.

“Can’t believe I’m actually doing this,” Charlotte murmured.

“Doing what?”

“Sitting in a bath, naked, with a gorgeous guy.”

“Do you normally bathe clothed?”

“No, you know what I mean.” Charlotte chuckled and sent me a glance over her shoulder.

“Do you need another lesson in how beautiful I find you?” I wasn’t against spanking her again if that’s what it took.

“No, I mean more like... it doesn’t feel likeme. Everything I’ve been doing with you and the others just doesn’t feel likeme.”

“Does it bother you?” I swept my hands up her back, and she rolled into my touch.

“No, I like it. It just catches me sometimes. The me from a month ago could never do something like this, and now... I hadn’t ever dreamed that the change I was after would be something like this.”

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