She felt so vulnerable, so exposed. Rudy caught her breast and sucked the erect nipple into his mouth. She nearly came unglued when he scraped his teeth over the sensitive peak.
Meanwhile, Pete rolled her panties down her legs. She kicked them away as Pete lifted her arms over her head. Taking both her wrists in one of his hands, he fastened them with Rudy’s belt.
Her breath grew ragged as the men laid her across the bed, bound and horny as hell. God this was hot. She’d never been so turned on. Pete kneeled by her head and held his cock over her lips. How could she feel so helpless and so empowered all at once?
She licked the head of his shaft and inwardly smiled at his pleasured growl, once so familiar. His cock hardened and grew in her mouth. He slid his erection farther inside. She grazed her teeth gently over the surface, remembering how he used to love that years ago. He rewarded her with a throaty moan.
Rudy climbed onto the bed and opened her legs wide. “Beautiful.” He ran his hands up her thighs, veering close to her entrance, then retreating.
Her first instinct was to pull her legs together but she resisted the urge. She needed this so badly. She lifted her hips, desperate for him to pay her pussy some attention. Again, he skimmed the inside of her thighs with skilled hands then teased her by grazing his finger over her slit.
Pete’s cock pulsed in her mouth. She sucked and licked and flicked her tongue around it but she couldn’t keep her concentration from heading south.
Rudy spread her intimate lips, blew on her most private, very exposed flesh. Ribbons of ecstasy unraveled inside her. He dipped the very tip of his tongue along her furls and her hips automatically vaulted.
She struggled against the binding at her wrists, reminding herself she was completely, deliciously at their mercy.
Rudy finally pushed two fingers inside her and she shattered in climax. A sweet, burning flood enveloped her. She moaned and twisted and shook as Rudy wrung every drop of pleasure from her body.
Pete withdrew his cock from her mouth then cupped her cheek and kissed her full on the lips. He glanced toward Rudy and the two apparently communicated somehow, although Emmy was still reeling from her orgasm and not really paying attention.
Pete flipped her over and lifted her to her knees so she was on all fours. Then he took her wrists and fastened them to one of the bedposts, forcing her to lean on her elbows.
“You like it from behind, sweetheart?” Rudy’s voice.
Oh God, he was going to fuck her. “Please, yes.”
“You’re enjoying being tied up, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” She lifted her ass and made sure her knees were wide enough apart.
“You wanted me to do something else with that belt before, didn’t you?”
She swallowed but said nothing.
Pete stroked her hair. “You want to try a little rough play, don’t you, baby?” He dragged his thumb across her entrance, teased a finger inside her only a little, then withdrew.
“You want to feel that belt snap on your gorgeous ass, don’t you?” Rudy asked. “Or maybe my hand, hmm?”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. He was grinning. He wanted to spank her as much as she wanted to be spanked. She could see it in his eyes. It felt too wicked to have to voice it so she merely nodded.
The first slap came swiftly and stung a little. By the fifth, she was writhing as the pain mingled with pleasure.
“You’ve been a very bad girl tonight, haven’t you?” Rudy cooed.
“Mm.” She caught her lower lip between her teeth.
Another swat. The sweet burn made her gasp. He turned up the heat when he slid a finger over her entrance, barely touching her. “I can’t wait to bury my cock in you.” He centered his palm over her pussy, rubbed her mound as she squirmed and moaned. “I think I need to fuck you really hard.”
“Yes, please.” The anticipation was torturous.
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me. Hard.” She wasn’t used to talking so dirty, but there was something freeing about it.
Rudy tore open a condom packet. Seconds later, the head of his cock pushed inside her. Her muscles twitched in welcome.
He entered her slowly, inch by exquisite inch. As soon Rudy started thrusting, Pete pushed his cock against her cheek until she took him inside her mouth again.
She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror over the dresser. Damn but the scene looked hot with Rudy behind her and Pete near her head.
Rudy gripped her hips and stroked faster, harder. Her intimate muscles stretched to accommodate him. She wondered if she even could as he moved deep inside her. Then he reached around her to massage her pussy. God, had she ever felt anything as wonderful? She teetered on the brink of bliss.
Pete pulled out of her mouth when she started moaning. He bent to kiss her and she detonated in a mind- blowing orgasm. Every nerve in her body was electrified with ecstasy. He broke the kiss and closed his fist over his hard cock. “You’re even more gorgeous when you come.”
Her climax went on and on. Rudy tightened his grasp on her and pounded into her as her inner walls clenched relentlessly. His rhythm built to a savage pace as he claimed her with his virility.
He let out a deep growl, threw his head back and rutted on her. “Yes. Oh, fuck, yes.” He took his pleasure, emptied himself inside her. One last time he jerked into her then hung his head, panting. “Oh, Emmy.”
She’d never felt more like a woman.
Pete untied her hands while Rudy disposed of the condom. She rubbed her sore wrists but didn’t regret being bound. Quite the contrary.
Rudy returned from the bathroom holding a piece of black cloth. “Still trust us?”
“Isn’t it obvious that I do?” She sat in the middle of the bed and motioned to the fabric in his hand. “What’s that for?”
There was that mischievous glint in his eyes again. “It’s for you.” He climbed onto the bed behind her and fastened the cloth around her eyes as a blindfold.
A pleasant ache started low in her belly. “You’re full of surprises.”
“You have no idea,” he said.
The bed creaked as both men got off. She turned her head to try to follow their sound. Feet shuffled on the carpet. Then one of them picked her up and set her down on the other man’s lap.
“That’s good,” Pete said.
Okay, she was on Pete’s lap, facing him, his stubbly chin grazing her cheek. She set her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Rudy lifted her from her waist and Pete pushed his erection into her entrance. One of them held her hips and the other tugged on her nipples. She was helpless, at their disposal and it felt wonderful.
She tightened around Pete’s shaft and delighted in his pleasured groan, knowing she was bringing him closer to his orgasm. He dug his fingers into her sides and directed her movement as he thrust up and into her.
Rudy’s breath fanned over the back of her neck. He bit her earlobe and pinched her painfully erect nipples. Lush, delicious sensations overloaded all her circuits. She’d landed in nirvana.
She rolled her hips, putting his strokes exactly where she needed them. Someone-had to be Rudy-took her wrists from Pete’s shoulders and held them in his strong hand. She could no longer hang on to anything or direct her own movements.
All decisions about what, how and where were taken from her. She didn’t need to think or direct, only feel. Leaning back against Rudy’s strong chest, she relinquished all control. She was a princess and a prisoner, freer than she’d ever been in her bondage.
Pete quivered against her and she could feel him holding back, hanging onto his control by a thread, filling her with his lust. In her mind she saw his expression-his clenched jaw, the corded muscles on his neck, his reddened, sweat-slick skin.
Her body sang with joy. She never knew that completely letting go could be so fulfilling. With her sight extinguished, all other senses sharpened. Pete’s ragged breaths, Rudy’s hungry growls, the earthy male smell of the guys. Someone started rubbing her pussy, overwhelming her with blessed delirium.
