Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Crap.
No, she couldn’t really say that.
“I’d say she enjoyed it. A lot.”
She glanced over at Jack as he removed his fingers and brought them up to show them how they were coated in her arousal.
Mortified, she closed her eyes.
“Uh-uh. Open your eyes,” Jack commanded.
Nope. Not happening.
A slap to her pussy had her opening her eyes to gape up at Jack in surprise. “Did you just spank my pussy?”
“Yep.”
“W-what? Why?”
“Because you weren’t listening to me. I’m beginning to rethink letting you come.”
Yikes. This was something she expected from Ian, not Jack.
“I’ll be good. I’ll be good!”
“You weren’t expecting Jack to go all Dom on you, were you, Little girl?” Ian murmured. “But now you know he’s just as capable of controlling you as I am.”
Huh. No one controlled her.
“Look at me,” Jack commanded.
Her gaze went straight to him.
Bloody hell.
Maybe they could control her a tad. When she wanted it.
Which was right now.
Jack’s face was filled with pleasure as he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking them.
Holy. Guacamole.
40
Maggie reached down to touch herself without thought.
Ian grabbed her hand and drew it up over her head. Then he did the same to her other hand. “Keep them there. Move them again and you’ll be punished.”
“But she might like that,” Jack said with a grin after pulling his fingers free of his mouth.
Maggie shook her head even as she pressed her legs together.
“No. Keep your legs apart,” Ian commanded, tapping the side of her thigh.
She parted them, hoping that someone might touch her clit.
Please let them touch her.
“Fuck, she tastes good.”
“Let me taste,” Ian said. He reached over and ran his fingers through her slick lips. Slowly, he pushed two fingers deep inside her.
It was too much. Maggie thrust her hips, wanting some friction. For him to make her come.
“Such a naughty girl.” Jack shook his head as though he were disappointed, but she saw the way his eyes danced. “I can see we’re going to have to restrain her.”
“You’re right, Jack. It’s the only way to get her to behave.”
“We don’t have any ties, so we’ll have to make do.”
Ian removed his fingers, and before she had time to form a protest, Jack grabbed her legs and pushed them back against her chest. He had his arm across her thighs, holding her lower half still as Ian thrust his fingers into her pussy again.
Her ass and pussy were completely exposed and in this position, his fingers felt so huge inside her.
And she loved it.
“Please, please,” she begged.
He pushed his fingers slowly in and out of her pussy.
Small cries escaped her. She was so desperate for more.
“It seems we’ve found a cure for that sassy mouth,” Ian said.
“Yep, our girl loves a good finger fucking.”
Oh my God.
Their girl?
A finger fucking?
Since when did Jack have such a dirty mouth? Well, she guessed there had been hints.
Another cry escaped. She was so close to coming just from having Ian’s fingers in her pussy. Usually she needed some clit stimulation to find release.
Then Ian slowly slid his fingers free.
“Nooo,” she groaned.
“You’re right, Jack. She tastes fucking delicious.”
God. What were they doing to her? Her whole body was tense and in need. Trembling.
“Please, please,” she begged.
“Shh, baby girl. You’re all right. We’re going to take care of you.” Jack lowered her legs back into their previous place before he cupped her pussy firmly. The heat of his hand seemed to calm her enough that she could take a deep breath and think.
“I’ve got to see these breasts,” Ian murmured, reaching behind her neck to undo the halter. Then he lowered the bikini top. Her nipples were hard. Aching.
Ian leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking strongly.
She cried out as Jack joined him. He moved between her legs, his stomach brushing against her bare pussy as he sucked on her other nipple.
Ian lightly pinched down on her nipple with his free hand before soothing it with his tongue.
Heck.
It was too much. Maggie shook her head back and forth, wishing she could move her hands.
“Please. Please.”
Jack slid down her stomach, placing kisses on her skin until he reached her pussy.
She couldn’t take being teased anymore. Her skin felt like it was too tight. She needed to come.
“Shh, Little girl. Jack will take care of you. You’re all right,” Ian soothed as Jack ran his tongue along her slit.
He ran the flat of his tongue over her clit and she nearly came off the table.
More. More.
Ian placed his arm over her lower stomach, holding her still, and kept sucking on her nipples as Jack ate her out.
And boy . . . the man had talent. He used his tongue to torture her clit while pressing two fingers deep inside her.
“Let me know when he finds that spot, Little girl,” Ian told her.
Spot? What did he mean? Jack kept moving his fingers around, until suddenly, she clenched down around him.