Page 58 of Good Girl

“Oh, pet, we’re just getting started.”

Samuel’s mouth suddenly landed on mine, and my hands jerked in their restraints as I yearned to wrap my arms around him and clutch at his hair. As it stood, all I could do was pull at the cuffs and allow him to lead. Something about being powerless against their affection had warmth beading in my core all over again, and my heart raced.

This was going to be a long night.

Matt’s mouth took my nipples into his mouth one at a time as Derek’s mouth joined the toy on my pussy and lapped through my slick folds, intensifying the sensation. The pinpoint vibrations against my clit were once again teetering on painful, and I tried to tilt my hips away. Derek’s free hand shot out and locked onto my hips, pinning me in place.

Matt continued to suckle on my nipples, left and right, while pulling and pinching on whichever nub wasn’t being teased by his teeth and tongue. With pleasure coursing from all sensitive spots on my body, I struggled to focus, and it was impossible to think of anything other than those hot mouths.

Suddenly, sharpness speared through my right nipple, and I yelped sharply, jerking away from the pain, but it followed me. Glancing down, Matt had secured a crocodile clamp to my swollen nipple, and a confusing swirl of pleasure and pain rushed through me.

“Good?” Matt asked, his warm eyes locking on mine. It took me a second before I nodded and licked my lips.

“Good,” I gasped.

The second clamp snapped onto my left nipple, and I yelped louder, then suddenly, a sharp coldness swept over my belly and I writhed to escape the chill. The cold wetness trickled from left to right, and when I managed to glance down past Matt, I caught sight of Samuel standing nearby, running an ice cube over my skin. The sharp bite of cold was almost too much against my overheated, over-sensitive skin, but it created a delicious mix of hot and cold.

All of those sensations, coupled with Derek buried against my pussy, had me at the mercy of another powerful orgasm that swept through me like a sharp shiver from top to bottom. I moaned loudly, uncaring who could hear, and tipped my head back against the leather table. Explosions of light and color danced behind my eyelids in time to the fizzles of pleasure at my core, and as my climax eased, I sagged against the table once again, panting heavily.

“That’s... I can’t...” I gasped. To my dismay—or excitement—Derek didn’t stop. The toy remained pressed firmly against my clit, and it only moved so he could drag his hot tongue over my sensitive nub. The press of his mouth was almost too hot to bear, but the moment the toy pressed back, I missed it immediately. Matt took some of the ice cubes and began teasing them against my trapped nipples which created an excitingly painful sensation as if I were laying my breasts down onto fresh frost. Samuel vanished from view and reappeared a moment later, where he pressed an ice chip between my lips.

“Stay hydrated, pet,” he murmured down at me, one hand sliding through my messy blonde hair. I could only nod up at him, suckling eagerly on the melting chip. As my nipples danced between numbness from the ice and aching from Matt’s hot tongue, something firmly pressed against my pussy, and I only had a second to register it before a thick, curved toy was pressed inside me. The fullness was overwhelming when my body was already so stimulated, and I whimpered.

Then the toy was turned on, and this time, Derek didn’t prevent me from jerking my hips upward as I cried out. The curved toy nestled right against my hidden G-Spot, and light danced before my eyes while pleasure washed over me with the strength of a tsunami. My heart pounded and my chest constricted. I had nowhere to go to escape the pleasure, and deep down, I didn’t want to.

Through it all, I was safe in the knowledge that my safe word would end this if I really needed it to.

My next orgasm began to build rapidly, and Derek’s mouth found space between the two buzzing toys to lap through my folds. As he did, slick fingers stroked over my ass and teased my hidden hole. My heart leaped as I was gently breached by those fingers, and my mouth hung open. I moaned openly. It was impossible to think or focus on anything other than the next climax building rapidly inside me as I was teased, stimulated, kissed, and stroked to perfection.

I started to twist and turn, my breaths turning ragged as heat coiled in my core and wound impossibly tight.

“Close?” Matt asked as he leaned up and finally gave my poor nipples respite from his play. I could only weakly nod, and each panting whine that escaped me rose higher and higher.

Suddenly, Derek turned both toys up to full and I screamed. Sensation overtook my core, and my breath seized in my chest. Just as my orgasm hit, Matt snapped the clips off my nipples, and the sudden rush of blood and warm sensation back into the abused nubs silenced me immediately.

I was suspended in a silent sea with my body trembling like a leaf as my orgasm exploded through me and pleasure like I had never felt before utterly consumed me. I stayed that way for so long that I began to feel my heart pounding in my head. Finally, I toppled over the edge and sagged down onto the table, panting heavily. Samuel was right beside me, a calm hand on my shoulder as I dragged in breath after breath.

And still, the vibrations against my pussy were unrelenting. It was almost as if I w being branded, the heat was so intense, and Derek’s tongue was no longer as soothing as it had been. Each stroke was like lava, and I moaned as tears of overstimulation filled my eyes.

Samuel’s slightly worried eyes drifted above me as he cupped my overheated cheek.

“Still good?”

I wet my lips and nodded. It was so fucking good. It was alot, and I didn’t know what to think or where to focus. Part of me knew that was probably the point.

“Vocalize it,” Samuel coaxed.

“So good, I’m good,” I croaked, tugging on my restraints, and Samuel sealed my confirmation with a kiss, then slipped another ice chip into my mouth.

“Good,” came Derek’s powerful, throaty voice. “Because we’re just getting started.”

28

CHARLOTTE

Ilost count of how many orgasms they had pulled from me. The pleasure was a never-ending waterfall, and Derek was throwing me over again and again. All thoughts had long gone from my mind, and I was past the point of anything other than simply experiencing everything they were doing to my body.

Derek was forever attentive to my pussy with his mouth and toys, teasing me beyond sense with his devilish fingers. Matt massaged and played with my tits, marked my neck, and stroked over my body with all sorts of toys and temperatures until I was certain he wrote his name into my very skin. Samuel was my watchful guardian with kisses, ice chips, and a sensual touch every so often.

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