“Good girl. Remember when I said that there were rules?” Stone asked as he continued to kiss along her neck and collarbone.
“Yes,” she replied softly, their touch stimulating her senses and nearly sending her into a trance.
“You must obey us. If you do, then you’ll be rewarded.” Stone took that moment to add a little nip of his teeth against a very sensitive spot on her neck.
She gasped. “Obey you?” she asked, feeling a twinge of fear and excitement suddenly overcome her.
“Obey us,” Emerson said as he leaned forward and kissed her lips.
Antoinette took an unsteady breath, but staring into these two men’s eyes, she knew she wanted them. Anything they asked right now, anything to gain more insight into who they were and what they were made of, encouraged her to give their rules a try.
“Uncross your legs, and open up for us.”
Holy fuck! Where the hell did that come from?
Toni was in shock. But not so much a total outrage and “how dare you ask such a thing” way. No, she was completely sideswiped by their brazenness, and utterly turned on. Emerson tapped her thigh, and she slowly uncrossed her legs. She felt them shaking.
Both men caressed her thighs.
“Baby, don’t be scared. I guarantee, you’re going to love following our rules. Listening to our commands and our voices leading you to the next level is guaranteed to make you come like never before. We want you. We want to explore what is going to be ours very soon,” Emerson said, and then she felt his fingers move between her thighs and against her panties.
He gently stroked her pussy against the thin material. She parted her lips and tried to remain still.
Emerson brought her wine glass to her lips. “Take a sip. It will help you to relax.”
A sip? Give me the damn bottle to chug, I’m already about to explode and he hasn’t even inserted anything into me.
Emerson lowered the glass then cupped her cheek and kissed along the edges of her lips. His large hands held her face and chin in one hand, while his other hand began to play with the knot of her top behind her neck.
“These are going to have to go. Lift up, baby,” Stone whispered. She did as he said and felt him pull her panties down her thighs. As she lifted higher, using her hands on either side of her for support, Emerson undid her top. She covered her chest and the material, afraid that it may fall.
“Put your hands on the table in front of you, and keep those thighs parted.” Stone’s deep, hard voice made her instantly react to his commands.
“Good girl,” Emerson said. She watched him circle the top of the wine glass with his finger then dip it into the wine. He used his other hand to gently part her top, her abundant breasts exposed to his view and Stone’s, just as Stone pressed his fingers to her cunt.
“Oh.” She moaned and leaned forward, gripping the table, but desperately wanting to cover herself up. They were exposed to the night air, to the open water, and to that gorgeous city skyline. Her body was at their disposal, and she had never done anything like this before in her life.
“Lean back, relax, and let us explore what’s ours.” Stone licked her earlobe, pulling it between his teeth as he used his fingers to stroke her wet pussy.
She was never so horny, so needy before. She didn’t know what to do as she tightened and tried to gain an understanding of these out-of-control feelings.
“You are gorgeous, Antoinette. Your breasts are so lovely.” Emerson cupped one breast, holding it in the palm of his hand, staring at it. “You’re too large for my hands, and I have big hands.”
His thumb rolled across her nipple and she felt her pussy clench and her nipples harden. “Oh God, this is too much.” She began to lower her hands.
“Don’t move. Keep your hands on the table, lean back, and spread wider for me,” Stone commanded. She turned her head to look at him. His fingers were thrusting slowly in and out of her pussy, and then he leaned down and licked across her other nipple.
She moaned and then he pressed a finger to her clit, rubbing it with his thumb as his fingers continued to draw more from her body.
Emerson pinched her nipple, drawing her attention back to him. He dipped a finger into the wine glass then dripped the white wine along her breast and nipple. He stared at her breast as if he were so absorbed in it, and it was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. She was in awe of their tactics, their ability to draw so much out of her with their commanding tones and touches.
“So delicious,” Stone said, releasing her breast and nipple. Then Emerson licked across her nipple again, trailing kisses and sucks along her chest and collarbone.
She pulled her legs together as Stone increased his strokes. She felt her body tighten and she was about to explode.
“Open those thighs, baby, and don’t you come yet. I’ll tell you when you can come,” Stone commanded as he slowed down the thrusts of his fingers. She felt her thighs quiver as she parted them. She wanted to come. She needed to feel that sensation, that building and building up inside of her.
They were both driving her wild, and then she felt Emerson’s hand and fingers caressing, stroking her inner thigh. His mouth moved over her breast again, and he lifted her thigh higher over his thigh. She lost her ability to keep her hands on the table.