Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Well, he had her attention. “Hard stuff?”
Wyatt’s lips curled in a smirk. “Yeah, baby. When you trash my bike and hide my wallet, you should have to take the ginger lube.”
“Why would lube have flavors?” Sabrina hadn’t gotten this deep with her sister. They’d had some serious sex talks, but not one had covered tasty lubricants.
“You wouldn’t eat it, Teach,” Sawyer said with a chuckle. “The oil released by the ginger would make your asshole burn.”
“Burn?” She wasn’t sure she was ready. “I think I’ll take more spankings, please. Or we could do like a really brutal oral, perhaps.”
Wyatt stared at her for a moment and then his head fell forward, leaning against hers. “You’re going to kill me, Sabrina.”
She brought her hands up to hold him there. “I don’t want to kill you. I want to live with you. I want to be with you.”
“Well, you’re with me for the foreseeable future,” he said, his voice slightly tortured. “You have to be. There’s no other choice. As for your punishment, it starts now.”
“Sorry, now that I know how much punishment she can rack up, I’ll make sure to keep a solid variety of exotic lubes. Ginger is only the beginning.” Sawyer sounded…weirdly happy. “We can have so much fun.”
So all she had to do to get Sawyer to toss out his inhibitions when it came to relationships was to let him torture her asshole. Awesome.
“Give me the plug,” Wyatt commanded. “We’ll have to settle for this. Sawyer’s right. I’m too emotional to really spank you tonight, but tomorrow I’ll have processed the trauma you put me through and I’ll be ready to thoughtfully smack your ass for everything that went on this evening.”
She was so glad he’d had some therapy. Also she was glad Sawyer didn’t keep ginger around. Of course that might change if Rachel Harper had her way and he got more serious about craft cocktails. She might need to give it some thought.
Then she wasn’t thinking about anything except the fact that someone parted the cheeks of her ass, which meant two men now had a perfect view of a piece of her anatomy she’d never seen before.
What if it was hideous?
“Damn, she’s pretty,” Sawyer said, and she could feel him kneeling behind her. “She’s going to be so tight.”
“She’s only taken a couple of fingers up until now. Let’s see how she handles a plug.” Wyatt sounded calm and centered.
She’d been expecting a plug. This was something she’d gone over with them. They hadn’t been able to take her together because they’d needed time to prepare her. When Sawyer had told her he wasn’t staying with them, she’d thought she’d lost the chance.
“See, now I think I was way too nice when I warmed this up,” Wyatt complained. “I should have made you take it icy cold, but my soft heart defeats me every time.”
She felt the sensation of warm lube coat her delicate flesh and she shivered. Vulnerable. She was so vulnerable like this, and the feeling was what made everything so intimate. Her vulnerability was balanced by her trust in them. She could be open with her body and they would honor her, would give her the affection and pleasure she longed for.
She wasn’t sure she longed for the jangly sensation she got when she felt the tip of the plug rim her.
“Hey, relax.” Sawyer was beside her now. “Let him work that sweet plug in your ass and then we’ll show you a preview of how it’s going to feel when we take you together. It’s how we’ll keep him here with us. We’ll hold out on him while your little asshole gets used to a plug. He wants to take you together.”
“Like you don’t,” Wyatt complained while working the plug over and around and back again.
“Never said I didn’t. I didn’t think it could work because I’m an asshole and hard to live with. Turns out Teach here isn’t some sweet thing I’ll run over without meaning to. She likes to stun men for fun, and I’ll remember that. After she stuns me a couple of times for being a jerk, I suspect I’ll learn my lesson.”
“I didn’t do it for fun.” She whimpered when Wyatt started to push the plug. Yep. It was one strange sensation. It wasn’t pain, exactly. It was pressure, and also there was a need inside her to push against it, to take it in one go.
“Like you didn’t have fun, you bad, bad girl.” Sawyer whispered the words against her ear but she felt his hand move under her hips, fingers sliding toward her pussy.
“That’s right, baby,” Wyatt encouraged as the plug slid in deeper before he pulled it out again. “Relax. Sawyer’s going to help you.”
It was the perfect distraction. How the hell could she think about the plug in her butt when Sawyer’s big fingers were sliding over her clit?