Hot Sauce (Suncoast Society #26)(48)

“Do you have a vibrator or a dildo?” Lyle asked her.

She felt her blush deepened.

“Ooh,” Reed said. “Go get it, baby girl. Your Sirs want a show.”

“Seriously?”

Reed arched an eyebrow.

“Seriously, Sir?”

“Either go get it, or safeword,” Lyle said. “Those are your two options, and either is acceptable.”

She went and got it out of her bedside drawer. Fortunately, it had fresh batteries in it.

“Hmm, we need to get you a better one,” Reed said when she returned with it. “Now turn it on and play with yourself with it, but don’t come.”

With her blush now creeping down her chest, she fumbled until she got it switched on. With it humming, she reached between her legs with it and started running it over her clit.

“Good girl,” Lyle said.





Chapter Eighteen


Watching Vanessa start to get over her initial bashfulness, Reed reached down and squeezed his cock through his shorts. He hadn’t worn briefs tonight and his cock ached, pressing against the zipper of his shorts.

They’d decided on the way over that they were going to take this slow. Well, okay, the two of them going down on her earlier had been spontaneous, but before they actually f*cked her they both wanted to know for sure that was what she wanted.

There were plenty of ways they could make her come, and bunches of ways she could make them come, but you couldn’t unf*ck someone once you’d done it.

And if she wasn’t really ready for that step, they didn’t want to rush her.

“That’s it, baby girl,” Lyle said, also rubbing his cock. “Work it inside you. Show us what you can do.”

Reed’s cock throbbed as she slowly started thrusting it inside her *, a little more of it disappearing with each stroke.

“Get it in you as deep as you can, sweetheart,” Reed said. “Then hold it there until we tell you, but don’t come.”

She whimpered a little, her head falling forward, her long, gorgeous hair falling forward and hiding her face as she got it worked nearly all the way to the base and kept it pressed there.

By the time she went to sleep tonight, they were going to wring every last orgasm out of her possible. Women were lucky and had the blessing of multiple orgasms.

And one of their shared kinks was seeing how many times they could make a woman come in one sitting, so to speak.

Not for their own egos, but because both men thought there was nothing more beautiful than a woman—or a man—caught up in the throes of that uncontrollable release, the pleasure of orgasming.

“Okay,” Reed said. “Pull it out and turn it off.”

She did, and Reed didn’t miss how her eyes looked a little glazed. Maybe not subspacey, but he suspected she’d definitely have that potential.

If they could get her there just with sensual play, even better.

He leaned forward and crooked a finger at her, drawing her close. She approached, and he said, “Spread your legs for me, baby girl.”

She did.

He looked up into her eyes as he reached out and traced her clit with his finger. “Is our baby girl horny?”

She nodded.

He slowly slipped the finger inside her, playing dirty, hooking it and using that to gently tug her even closer. “Hands behind your back,” he softly said.

She complied.

Lyle leaned forward and captured her right nipple between his lips while Reed did the same to her left.

She let out a needy moan.

Reed slowly started f*cking her with his finger again, adding two, and then adding a third only when he was certain she could easily take it.

She rocked her hips, but kept her hands behind her back as they’d ordered.

He sat back, letting go of her nipple, as did Lyle. That made her gasp, her moans turning to whines when he pulled his fingers from her *.

He reached up. “Open,” he said.

She did. When he slid his fingers into her mouth, she eagerly sucked and licked them, desperately.

His cock throbbed, pissed off such great oral action was being wasted on fingers that couldn’t adequately appreciate it.

“Good girl,” Lyle said. “Good girls always like to lick and suck what’s put in their mouths.”

She moaned around Reed’s fingers.

He pulled them from her mouth. “Give me your vibrator.”

She handed it over.

“Now get on your knees and ask your Sir, Lyle, if you can suck his cock.”





Hell, she’d beg, if she had to!

She dropped to her knees in front of Lyle, looking up into his eyes. “Sir, may I please suck your cock?”

“Hmm. Good girls swallow. Reed and I both swallow. If I let you suck my cock, and I give you a load of my cum, are you going to swallow like a good girl?”

She eagerly nodded. “Yes, Sir!”

He gathered her hair into one hand and pulled her face into his lap. “Kiss it first, before you unzip it. And be careful, I’m commando.”

She ran her lips over the shape of it through the fabric, wishing it was inside her.

“Good girl. You can take it out and play with it.”

Mindful not to catch him in the zipper, she wrapped her fingers around his hot shaft and eagerly swallowed it as far as she could.