Watch Me - Page 90

“Make me come, kitten.”

I suck a little harder and cup his balls. He goes off down my throat, filling me with his cum. I swallow and stroke my tongue over his cock as it slips out. He sits in the chair behind him.

I turn to Coop and take him back into my mouth, sucking harder. Blake rotates his hips under me and arousal drips down my thighs.

“Back on your hands and knees, princess.” Seth’s voice is like a physical caress.

We change positions, and Coop kneels before me. I lower my mouth over him as Blake begins to pound into my pussy. Every stroke, I push back to meet him. As I suck and lick, my orgasm swells within me, getting closer and closer to tipping over the edge.

“Suck me, sweetheart.” Coop thrusts deep into my mouth, and I suck, hollowing out my cheeks. He comes in my throat with a roar. Satisfaction floods me. I’m the one making them come, even if Seth is in control.

I swallow Coop’s cum as Blake thrusts harder and faster. My thighs spread, and I brace my arms as I rock with him. My orgasm crashes over me in a wave, drawing Blake into his. We keep bucking against each other for a few seconds before we collapse.

Seth puts his still hard cock away and lifts me into his arms. “Good night, gentlemen.”

The others all wish us good night as Seth carries me into his room. I barely take in the sky blue walls and light-colored bedspread on his king-sized bed before we are in his bathroom. The marble in here is Carrara in white and gray. The walls are a soft gray and everything else is white and crisp.

He sets me naked on his counter and turns on the shower. Searching a drawer, he pulls out a hair clip and hands it to me. All I can do is stare at it for a moment. Is it one of theirs? Those other women’s? Left behind and forgotten? Would he even remember which one left it?

Seeing my hesitation, he cups my cheeks and meets my eyes. “It’s new. I would never use something I used on someone else with you. Neither would the rest of us. We are as much yours as you are ours.”

Relief pours through me. My heart spins drunkenly though at the thought of being theirs. It’s hard to remember this isn’t a relationship, but a contract. Especially when they look at me like this.

His dark blue eyes hold me as I pull my hair back and clip it out of the way. Relaxing against the mirror, I watch him as he strips down, still hard. I want to take him right now, feel his large cock inside my body. I want all of them, but he usually has other plans. He checks the temperature of the water. It must be perfect because he lifts me against his naked body.

Goosebumps burst out all over my skin from his touch. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the way these guys make me feel.

“We just need to clean off.” He lifts my chin so he can look into my eyes. “I’m not going to fuck you right now. I have some toys I want to try.”

Pouting slightly, I press my lips together and nod. He hands me a new poof and a bottle of my body soap. That he thought to have it in his shower for me makes me smile. I wash quickly and step out to grab a towel to dry off.

When I glance at Seth, he’s watching me while washing himself. I set the towel on the counter and sit on it. His eyes are curious as he rinses off the soap. I trail my hand down my chest to my nipple and circle it slowly with the pad of my finger, imagining it’s his fingers on me.

My breath catches in my throat. Loving the look in his eyes, knowing he loves to watch.

He steps out of the shower and dries off. His steady gaze never leaves me. I slide my other hand between my legs, parting my pussy lips. He hangs up his towel and approaches me. I want him to take over, for him to be the one with his hands on me.

“Hand me your towel.” He doesn’t look away from my eyes. Sliding off the counter, I stand before him and give him my towel. He hangs it on the rack and starts for the bedroom. “Come.”

A delicious shiver races through me at the command in that word.

I’d be happy to come, but that doesn’t seem to be in the cards right now. At least we’re both naked. That’s a good start. He opens a drawer and pulls out a couple of different vibrators and a few other things I haven’t seen before. My eyes widen as I sit on the edge of his bed.

“Move up to the headboard. Push the sheets down and spread your legs.” His voice is commanding and hits something inside me that wants to cave to his every demand. He puts some toys away and some on the bed and grabs a bottle of lube.

Leaning back on the pillows, I follow his orders, curious about what will be next. I’m wet and ready for whatever he has in mind.

“Did you like being fucked like that?” Not looking at me, he raises an eyebrow as he decides on a toy. Picking one up, he strokes some lube on it, though I’m plenty wet. It’s a rabbit vibrator with a clitoral stimulator like the one I have. I squirm with eagerness.

“Yes, I did.” I’m owning my sexuality here.

“Have you ever felt something in your ass and cunt at the same time? Besides fingers.” He moves to sit next to me on the center of the bed.

“Coop used a plug and his cock at lunch.”

He turns on the vibrator and it buzzes. “Did you like that?”

I bite my lip, remembering the sensation. Fullness, and then when he moved… I get even wetter thinking about it. “Yes.”