Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Garrett’s eyes went wide. “Oh, really? She forgot last night?”
“I didn’t say that,” she countered. “I just feel good.”
“Well, I thought you felt good last night.” She was giving him all the reasons he needed to do what he wanted to do to her. “But now I’m not sure I’ll recognize it if she’s close.”
Garrett shrugged, grinning the whole time. “Maybe she already had one.”
Keane pulled the vibe away.
“I haven’t. I haven’t. Please, Master,” Olivia begged.
He had her right where he wanted her.
Chapter Nine
Garrett loved watching her beg. She was so pretty all tied up and panting, her whole body quivering on the edge of pleasure only to have it taken away and frustration replace the anticipation.
“Fuck you, Master,” she growled at the last session.
Keane reached out and smacked her backside. She had quite the potty mouth. Of course so did he, but this was play and he would take every chance he got to spank her. Her ass was a lovely pink. She would feel tonight all day tomorrow and remember the time they spent together.
He could do it to her while they were in the office tomorrow. Find some reason to order her over his lap and spank her ass silly before making her ride his cock long and hard. Yeah, that would be an excellent way to start what looked to be a frustrating day since that asshole she used to date was going to be there.
Tomorrow, at least during the day, he would be in charge of her. Oh, only when it came to sex and protection, but he would be in charge. And legal things. He liked being in charge of her, and he also liked the thought of shedding his responsibilities with his suits at night and handing it all over to Keane.
“Are you ready to go again, Olivia?” Keane asked, his voice dark and honeyed.
“Not unless you’ll let me come, asshole,” she said through gritted teeth.
Garrett spanked her again. Hard. She had to be feeling that plug. “I can do this all day.”
“And I can do this all night,” Keane promised, and the hum of the vibe filled the space.
Olivia groaned and held on for another wave.
He watched her with rapt attention. The truth of the matter was he didn’t normally enjoy edging a sub as much as Keane did, but he was coming to realize there was a reason for that.
When Keane had ordered him to his knees beside Olivia, he hadn’t even hesitated. He’d chucked off his clothes and sank down beside her and realized he’d been waiting for this for a long time.
It had been there in the back of his head. Not at first, of course. He’d been young when he met Keane, but even then he didn’t feel like they were brothers. Keane was safety and security in his life—even when they had nothing. Even when they were on the streets.
Even when Keane was in jail.
“Please,” she begged as Keane brought her to the edge again and again.
And again.
His cock was dying but he loved watching her. Her whole body shook as she held on, trying so hard to not move. She was trying to be good. She tensed and bit her lip.
He nodded Keane’s way, and his partner pulled back.
Olivia nearly sobbed.
They’d been at it for half an hour. She had to be dying. She’d been brought to the edge and pulled back from it so many times, she was primed to go off.
“I think she’s ready.” Garrett watched Keane. The man was too dressed, but he got the feeling he wasn’t going to deal with that until they moved on to the next phase.
He was so ready. He was surprised to discover that one of the things he was ready for was Keane to ditch those clothes. He wanted to see the Master. Maybe this was all play and he wouldn’t feel this tug in the morning.
But Garrett doubted it.
“Check her. I can’t be sure.” Keane stepped back, allowing him to move in.
He knew exactly what his partner wanted. He slid his hand under her pelvis. The sight of that small plug poking from her asshole made his groin tighten further. She was so fucking sexy. Her ass wiggled as though she wanted exactly what he was about to give her.
He slid his hand under her body and found her core, hearing her gasp the minute he touched her.
And she was ridiculously wet. He let his fingers play in her pussy, loving how slick it was.
“Please, Garrett,” she said, her voice low and throaty.
He slapped her ass with his free hand. He might not be the ultimate top in this threesome, but he had a title when it came to her. “What did you call me?”
“Master,” she corrected quickly, pleading in her tone. “Master, please. Please save your poor sub. I beg forgiveness for the choices I made this evening.”