“Your lips may not say much, but your cunt speaks loud and clear. Be awfully rude to ignore it.” Garrison leaned in and dragged his tongue over her clit, a hard lick that made her thrust her hips wildly.
It made Connor think it had been a while for the poor girl.
Not that Garrison seemed to have any pity for her.
In fact, none of them were known for mercy.
And while Connor had no idea how long it had been for her, he knew it had been far too long for him since he’d held a woman he wanted this bad.
He’d damn well make sure he enjoyed it…
Silver’s tongue was magical, or so Sunny would have sworn. He slid it along her clit, holding her open for his assault, and Gold’s hands on her thighs meant she couldn’t do anything but accept it.
She threw her head back, grateful Gold moved so she didn’t hit him in the nose by accident.
She doubted he’d take that well.
Silver pulled away for a moment, then nodded at the pile of toys. Black walked out of her line of sight. Silver shook his head, then nodded.
Black handed a thick, short, curved dildo to Silver.
Silver rubbed it against her cunt, the sensation teasing. “Are you going to take this for me like a good girl?”
“Yes,” Sunny promised. Anything they said—yes.
Silver chuckled, then licked the tip of the dildo, tasting her from it, something that drew more heat to her cheeks at how filthy it seemed.
He pressed it to her cunt, then worked it into her with slow but insistent pressure. She was so wet, there was no problem, despite the fact that she hadn’t had sex in years.
In fact, it shocked her that she wanted it as much as she did. How many men had she tried this with over the past five years? How many times had she kissed them, had she attempted passionate nights in the dark, only to pull the plug before the main event because she was as dry as the Mojave?
And yet here she was, beyond drenched, downright eager, and he’d slid the toy into her without the least bit of trouble. What was different?
The obvious answer was the one she refused to consider—that she wanted what she’d come to put behind her.
He pressed a button on the end of the toy, and it buzzed to life. It was thick, and the curve nestled it against the front of her pussy. It felt odd at first—not bad, just strange. She wasn’t used to the sensation of something just staying there, of not thrusting.
Black sat on the bed beside her and brushed the clamps, even that tiny movement a reminder that made her cunt tighten around the toy. His grin widened, and he repeated it, never tugging hard, never causing any pain she didn’t like, just teasing her by moving the clamps ever so slightly.
Gold’s hands remained strong on her thighs, keeping her on display and open. It was some strange place between praise and humiliation, a line she’d never walked before. Her ex had enjoyed humiliation, but she’d always felt degraded during those times. Now? Despite being on display, she felt…cherished.
As if they looked at her like something of value, something precious.
Even with their filthy words, it didn’t make her feel bad.
Gold’s cock was impossible to ignore behind her, sitting in his lap as she was. It was solid and far larger than she was comfortable with. If he’d had a dildo this size, it would have gone right into the ‘hell no’ bag.
Yet, without even meaning to, she found her hands, still bound between them, twisting to rub against his hard length.
He groaned into her ear. “You’re playing with fire, little Fox. Pretty sure you’re not ready for me to fuck you.”
And he was right. Or, at least, she thought he was right. It didn’t matter then, though, because tomorrow didn’t exist. Yesterday didn’t. Only that moment and the demands of her body.
So she rubbed against his shaft, because she couldn’tnotdo it.
Silver, still between her legs, grasped the dildo and tilted it as if searching.
When he hit a certain place, electricity surged through her, everything tensing for a moment. He let out a soft laugh before leaning in to latch his eager lips around her clit.