Rebound:Curvy Seduction Saga – Book One(9)

It didn't come. I peeked out one eye. Hawk did not look amused.

"You've got a bratty streak."

Not ever in my life had I been a brat. I did what I was told. Except for tonight. It was damn fun.

"Ian, our girl here doesn't get to come in your mouth now."

Ian's head popped up and I could see my juices glistening on his lips. "Well, fuck. I was just getting started."

He kissed me, sweeping his tongue into my mouth, letting me experience my own flavor. It was salty and sensual.

"That's what you get for being a brat."

"It's not all bad," said the brat in me.

"Just you wait," he said, then glanced over at Hawk. "Are you thinking what I think you're thinking, you evil bastard?"

"A little orgasm denial would do this brat some good."

"Orgasm denial?" I squeaked. It had been a turn on when Gray told me I  couldn't come until he said but being denied all together. What was the  point?

Ian snagged the strip of condoms from the floor and ripped one open. It  took him only a second to put it on. "Yeah, babe. This is going to blow  your mind, and you're going to begging to obey every command before  we're done."

Hawk untied me from the couch, but kept my wrists bound. He sat me up  and leaned his back against the cushion, propping me against his chest  and in the vee of his legs like a giant, warm body pillow. He wrapped  one arm under me and caged me against him. "Knees, up, spread your legs  wide."

I didn't dare disobey this command.

Ian knelt in between our legs and pressed his lips to my throat and his  cock against my opening, sliding inside, filling me. "Mmm. So tight. I'm  going to enjoy every minute of fucking you."

He pushed in so slowly I was sure he meant to torture and tease me. I  tried to thrust forward to take more of him, create some friction. Hawk  stilled me.

"Ah, ah, ah, little brat. This is your punishment, remember?"

I'd spent plenty of time not coming in my life. I didn't like this game.  "If you're planning on denying me an orgasm, wouldn't it be better if I  was working toward one?"

Hawk laughed. "You're going to regret saying that."

His arm moved from my hip to between my legs, fingers slipping along my skin until they found my clit. "Let's go."

With his words, Ian moved, thrusting in a steady rhythm. With each  withdrawal, Hawk's fingers stroked over me, taking me instantly from  brat to a moaning puddle of lust.

"Oh, Coño. Yes." With Hawk at my back, I didn't think the eyes-open rule  still applied and I closed mine, swimming in the bliss of attention  from two men at the same time.

"That's right, doll. Jesus, you're a beautiful fuck."

A deep orgasm was building, building.

"Shit, her pussy is gripping me like a fat fist." Ian groaned and pulled  out of me. Hawk's fingers pressed tight against my clit but stopped  moving.

I thrust my hips forward, searching for more of the pleasure. "No, don't stop. Please. I need to come."

"I know," Ian said.

Hawk flicked my skin in whisper-light strokes that were nowhere near  enough to do anything besides drive me crazy. "But you don't get to  come. Remember, naughty girl?"

"Ever?" Not my idea of fun. Yet, my body thought differently. The idea  of someone else controlling me sent heat straight between my legs.

"Not until I say." Gray's words floated from somewhere far away and  exploded inside of my brain. I couldn't see him, but desire shot through  me, spiking my need at his words.

"Please," I whispered.

Our three bodies stilled. Waiting for Gray's command. "Not yet. You're not ready."                       
       
           



       

Pollas en vinegre. He was killing me. In all the best ways.

"You're the one who wanted to try punishment." Hawk patted my pussy in  light little spanks. "If you come without permission, the punishment  won't be as much fun for a second offense."

He dipped his fingers inside of me, pressing his palm right where I  needed it. He pumped in and out, giving me another taste of delicious  retribution. "My, you are tight. No wonder Ian can't wait to get back  inside of you. But you're going to have to beg for it."

I needed so much more, but I didn't get it. Hawk pulled out, leaving me empty and feeling so deprived.

I'd never known real hunger in my life, but a huge hole I didn't even  realize had been there all along gaped in my soul. I didn't just need  their touch or an orgasm, I needed someone to fill the void left empty  by shame, fear, and lack of real connections in my life.

I pulled against the straps binding me, reaching toward them with my body, moaning my plea.

"Yes, that's it, doll. Take her, Ian."

Ian plunged all the way into me, beginning my torture again. This time,  he wasn't slow. He started up a fast pace with hard thrusts that took me  right back to the edge of coming.

Hawk kept his light touch on my clit, holding back from the pressure I needed to take me into ecstasy.

"Please, Hawk, please."

I couldn't bring myself to ask for Gray's permission when he wouldn't deign to take me there himself.

There was no response.

Hawk pulled his hand away from my legs and up to my lips. "Taste yourself again. I'm half in love with your damn mouth."

I licked and suckled, hoping to please him, remind him of what I could do with my tongue, daring him to let me.

"That's it. Good girl. Such a hot mouth. You're getting me all kinds of hard. I can't wait to fuck you."

I pulled my mouth away. "Then fuck me."

"You don't know what you're asking. My pleasures run darker than Ian's. I  want your ass, doll." He pressed against me, pushing his hard cock  against the back of my thighs.

My mind swirled with the lust of his voice, his words, and the feeling  of his body pressing against mine. No one had ever taken me there  before. Even when I'd asked.

The forbidden and taboo idea almost pushed me into orgasm. I shuddered and sucked in a shattered breath.

"Ian?" I whispered.

"Yeah, babe?" His voice was shaky and his eyes closed. He was holding  back from coming too. I wondered if that was part of their game.

No more games.

"I want Hawk's dick in me, too. I want both of you. Can we do that?"

He stilled and stared at me, searching my face. "Fuck, yeah, we can. I  wasn't sure we'd get to tonight. Are you sure? You know what you're  asking?"

I was asking for a sexual experience to obliterate every lacking,  orgasmless, missionary, vanilla thing I'd ever done in my life. "Yes, I  want this, I need it."

Ian pulled out of me and rolled onto his back. His cock glistened with my juices. "Hawk, untie her."

I was almost sad to lose the feeling of lack of control the bindings  gave me. Hawk unwound the straps and rubbed his hands over the marks  they'd made in my wrists.

"You're sure this is what you want? We don't have to. I get almost as much out of controlling the scene as I do fucking you."

That was a fascinating idea that I would have to store away to ask him  about later. Gray had ultimate control over us all. We all knew it. Was  he getting off on knowing even with the layer of Hawk and Ian between us  he was the only one who could take charge of me?

Except, for the first time in my adult life, I did have a say. I was  going to get almost everything I'd ever dreamed of, fantasized about.  "Yes. I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Hawk nodded and rubbed his thumb over my mouth.

"Good." He glanced to where Gray must have been and nodded. "Then your punishment is over. I think it's time we heard you come."

"Climb on over here, babe. Straddle me and lean forward so those lovely  titties are right in my face. Then Hawk can enter you from behind."

This time I wasn't afraid to have Ian under me. They obviously knew what  they were doing. They hadn't steered me wrong yet and I trusted them  now.

From my new perspective I could see past Ian and into the kitchen.  Grayson stood there leaning against the wall. His hair hung in his eyes,  mussed, like he'd been running his hands through it. How long had he  been there, watching, torturing both of us?

A new bout of lust curled from my throat to my thighs. He'd seen more of  me tonight than ever. Not just my body, but my desires, my  vulnerability, my pleasure.                       
       
           



       

I whispered his name. There was no way he could hear it, but the moment  the sound left my lips, he pushed against the wall and stood, filling  the doorway, the whole room with his presence.

A rush of butterflies whirled in my chest and dropped into my stomach.  The arousal I was sure was already on the edge built up a whole other  level and I felt the evidence of it between my legs again.

Hawk knelt behind me, caressing my flesh. I heard the sound of another  foil package opening and I thought I'd die of anticipation while he  rolled on his condom.