Travis came behind me and turned me around, making me face him as his brought his lips to my neck. “We missed you so much, Cassie,” he murmured in my skin and left a wet kiss beneath my ear, making me shudder.
“Travis,” I breathed out and melted against his warm, hard body.
Travis locked out lips in another kiss as Patrick’s hands roamed over my back and ass. “We want to take you out for drinks,” Patrick said and moved his hands to the hem of my skirt, brushing his fingers slightly over my thighs. My body warmed, anticipating that touch. I just needed him to bring his hands higher and reach my needy core.
He didn’t, moving them slowly
over my calves and then up until they stopped on my waist.
“I would like that,” I murmured in between kisses. I pressed against Travis, feeling his erection on my stomach, as I rolled my hips to taunt Patrick.
“Baby, that ass just begs to be fucked.”
I squirmed and pressed tighter against Travis.
“We will take you out, but only if you’re a bad girl first.”
My heart sped up. He pushed me to the side, breaking all contact between us. I was breathing heavily, already missing his body. “What?” I squirmed again, feeling even more excited now. Their gazes were filled with raw desire.
“Yeah. If you listen to what we say and be our naughty girl, we’ll take you out for drinks,” Patrick said, smirking at me.
Their erections were clearly visible through their pants, and I was ready to agree to anything just to get them inside of me.
“Okay,” I agreed. “I’ll be your bad girl.”
They looked at each other and grinned, immediately moving from their spot. “This is going to be so good,” Travis said, already unbuttoning my shirt. I moved my hands to unbutton his, but he pushed them away. “No. You don’t get to touch us now.”
My breath hitched. “But I want to—”
“You can’t disobey us now,” Travis interrupted me, slicing me with his dark green eyes. I was easily lost in them, my body becoming hotter each second as Travis slid my shirt off me.
Patrick came behind me and unzipped my skirt. He slowly slid it over my ass and let it fall to the carpet. “Such a perfect body,” Patrick muttered and stroked my ass while Travis took my breasts in his hands and kissed my nipples over my bra.
“Ahh,” I moaned and rolled my head on my shoulders. Their hands were everywhere on me, teasing and torturing me as their mouths left wet trails all over me.
I was trembling and panting, fisting my hands next to my body. “Please, let me touch you.”
“No,” Patrick refused and stepped back.
“You’re not a good girl, Cassie,” Travis said, looking at me seriously. “If you continue protesting, we’ll stop this.”
I’m sorry.” I squirmed, desperate for them to continue touching me. “I will listen to everything you say.”
“Good,” Travis replied and took off my bra. My breasts bounced as they were released, and Travis groaned, following their movement intently.
Patrick removed my panties. Travis took my nipple into his mouth and moved his tongue over it as he sucked it, and I clenched my fists so tightly because I needed to touch him. Not able to resist it anymore, I moved my hand and pressed it against Travis’s cock.
“You’re a bad girl,” Travis said as his eyes glimmered with lust.
Before I knew what he was doing, Patrick took off his tie, grabbed my hands, and tied them together behind my back. “Yeah. And since you can’t behave, we have to restrain you.”
Travis took off his tie too and used it to blindfold me. “Oh, this is going to be so good. I want you to relax and enjoy,” he whispered into my ear, moving his fingers down my chest.
Now that I couldn’t see, touch was heightened and each touch ignited my every nerve. I began trembling, Patrick’s lips sliding over my ass as Travis’s hands traveled from my hard nipples to my swollen pussy. Then they stopped and started moving around me. I tried to focus and figure out where they were or what their next move would be, but it was difficult, and when I felt their hands on me several moments later, I didn’t know who was in front of me and who was behind me.
“Patrick?” I asked, becoming breathless as his fingers pushed inside my pussy. “Ohh,” I cried out and my knees buckled. He didn’t answer. “Travis?” One of them placed his arm around my waist, steadying me as two fingers fucked me fast. He didn’t answer, and I tried to distinguish their bodies, but it was impossible. All I could feel right now were those fingers slamming inside of me.
“Don’t stop. Please.” I squirmed, grateful for being held because my legs were growing weaker with each second. The pleasure was too much—even stronger now that I couldn’t see—and I felt like I was going to explode any second. “So close ... I ...”