“I think I found my new kink,” I said when he stopped and rubbed. I didn’t only mean spanking. I’d never considered butt stuff before, but now… yeah, I was thinking about it.
“Fuck. Me, too,” Theo said.
“Me, three,” Holt agreed.
“You guys already had a kink,” I argued, although why I was even talking was beyond me. I was needy and hot, and craving so much more.
“Now we have a new one,” Holt rumbled. “Satisfying Ali.”
“What do you think, Holt?” Theo asked after delivering three more slaps. “Has she been punished enough? I’d like to roll her over and strip off the rest of her clothes.”
“She definitely needs to be naked,” Holt agreed, untying the knot that Theo had tied. “And if she’s on her back, we’ll be able to watch her face better while we’re conducting the interview.”
“What am I being interviewed about?” I asked when they’d flipped me to my back.
Holt tugged my top off and unhooked my bra to slide it down my arms while Theo tied one ankle to the bedpost.
“Your sexual preferences,” Holt said.
“And experiences. I’d like a bit of history, wouldn’t you?” Theo remarked.
“That’s probably not the best idea.” Holt pulled my right wrist on the diagonal overhead and tied it to the bedpost. Theo had my legs spread wide, securing my other ankle to the opposite side of the bed. “You might get jealous and hunt all her past boyfriends down.”
“Mmm, true.”
There was something so sexy about them discussing aloud how they planned or desired to handle me.
“I have to warn you right now that Theo might get very possessive. We both will. Not with each other. Just other males. We’re okay sharing between the two of us, but no one else.”
I was now fully naked and tied spread-eagle to the bed. It didn’t seem like the right moment to argue, but I wasn’t a lie-down-and-take-it kind of woman. Or maybe I was, if it was their big dicks I was taking.
“We haven’t discussed exclusivity,” I countered.
Holt folded his arms across his massive chest. “We’re discussing it now, sweetheart. We want you. Exclusively.”
I let out a giggle because it was absurd. Also, I was almost certain they were joking. That this was part of the whole play-cop thing. Because we’d just met. It was our first date. I wasn’t about to let them dictate my dating future just yet.
Holt glanced at Theo. “Uh oh.” He was doing that mock-stern thing that made my nipples stand up hard and stiff. “I think she’s going to give us trouble on this one.”
Theo walked around to the side of the bed and sat beside me. He cupped my breast with his large, rough hand, and squeezed. “Is that right, baby? Are you giving us trouble?”
Oh gawd. Why was this so hot? I had no idea I had such perverted sexual interests, but I clearly did, because right now I was dripping with excitement. Dying for whatever treatment or punishment they had in store for me.
I licked my lips. “I’m giving you trouble.” My voice was so husky, it didn’t even sound like my own.
Theo pinched my nipple and squeezed hard enough to make my pussy clench and all my muscles contract with a gasp. “That calls for a little punishment.” He held my gaze as he slowly lowered his head to my nipple.
It didn’t feel like punishment. It felt like pleasure as he sucked my nipple into his mouth, then squeezed and pinched it some more.
“What kind of punishment?” I sounded breathless.
“What do you think, Holt?” Theo asked without breaking our eye contact. He flicked his tongue over my erect nipple. “Orgasm denial?”
“W-wait. What?” Um, no.
I hadn’t heard of that, but it sounded awful. I was here for the orgasms, after all.
“Definitely,” Holt agreed. “I say we keep her on edge for at least—” he made a show of looking at his watch, “—what do you think? An hour? Ninety minutes?”
“No, no, no, no.” I pulled against the restraints. “I need it now.”
It was true. I’d never needed anything more in my life. My body was flushed. Feverish. I was panting and needy. I wanted to come, desperately.
“Well, sweetheart, you know the magic word when you need to come.” Holt had climbed between my legs and parted my nether lips with his thumbs.
“Please?” I tried.
“Nope, it’s not please,” Theo said, tugging my nipple enough to make me gasp. Then he made it worse by trailing his tongue underneath my breast and across my chest to the other one.
“Wh-what magic word?” My brain had already scrambled because Holt was tracing the tip of his tongue around my lady bits. Oh my God. Two mouths were amazing.
“Exclusivity,” Holt supplied.
I let out a pshaw sound, but my pussy contracted around nothing, eager for full penetration—and not with a finger this time. I wanted the real deal. The whole thing. Things. Plural. I definitely wanted plural dicks.
Heck, I’d take both of them at once if they were into it.
And I had a feeling they were into it.
I wanted it all.
But I sure as hell wasn’t going to wait ninety minutes to come! It wasn’t like they could stop me from coming. I could make it happen myself.
I closed my eyes to absorb all the delicious sensations. Theo pinching one nipple as he sucked the other. Holt flicking his tongue over my clit again and again. My whole body was lit up with pleasure. Every nerve ending was activated and alive. Ready for everything they were going to give me.
Holt made his tongue thicker and covered a wider swath of area as he licked up and down me. He slid his palms under my ass and squeezed and kneaded my sore flesh as he ate me.
“How long do you think she’ll last?” Theo mused.
“I give it twenty minutes, max.” Holt slid his thumb between my buttcheeks and started massaging my anus again, making it flutter and squeeze.
Twenty minutes?
Um, no.
I wasn’t waiting that long. I was ready. Now. I wanted it.
But unfortunately, I was the kind of girl who needed vaginal penetration to come. I wasn’t much of a clitoral orgasm woman, except when I was doing it myself, like I had earlier in the shower.
I tried to taunt the men. “Hmm, I thought with the two of you, I’d be getting more action than this. Is that the best you’ve got?”
Theo chuckled. “I think she’s playing bad cop with us.”
“I’m not falling for it,” Holt affirmed before reapplying himself to sucking my tiny pleasure button between his lips. His thumb massaged in slow circles around my anus. I clenched, afraid I would relax too much and let him inside.
I didn’t know whether time dragged or flew by. Only that I was being tortured. Kissed and licked and squeezed and caressed, but every time I started chasing that orgasm, they somehow knew, and slowed down or pulled back. It was horrible.
Wonderful, but perfectly horrible.
“Sh-show me,” I choked.
“Show you what, sweetheart?” Holt rumbled.
“Show me what it would be like.”
“Oh, she’s clever,” Theo declared. To my relief, he unzipped his pants. “I guess it is a little unfair to ask her to commit when she hasn’t even been satisfied yet.” His hand dove inside his pants and he groaned when he appeared to give himself a hard squeeze.