The Gentleman Mentor(60)

“Damn, baby. This little pussy is drenched to perfection. You like having two Doms hard and aching at just the sight of you?”

She makes a small noise of pleasure and pushes her ass back to take my finger deeper.

“Greedy thing.” I remove my hand and spank her ass, giving her a sharp swat.

Brielle moans at the contact, but doesn’t even flinch.

She took her spanking so well, that I reward her with two fingers deep inside her.

I look at Reece, who looks beyond impressed at how well she’s doing. I told him training them was the fun part. Something tells me maybe now, he’ll believe me.

“Fucking hell, she looks tight,” he growls.

Pride blooms within me. “She is. Tightest pussy I’ve ever felt.” She fits around me perfectly as I pump in and out, and her hot cunt sucks at my fingers.

Little whimpering mewls escape her as if she’s trying to stay quiet but can’t hold back.

“Hmm. Should I let him have a taste?”

Brielle squeaks in surprise, her body flinching.

“Do you need to use your safe word, Brielle?”

“I…” She hesitates, breathing heavily. “Just you. Please.”

Of course I’ll be the only one tasting her. If another man licking her pussy while I watched was what she really wanted, I don’t know if I could deny her, but it pleases me immensely to hear her say we’re on the exact same page. It’ll be just us tonight. Which is exactly as it should be.

I continue my movements inside her, and I can feel her getting close. Knowing her body as well as I do, I can read all of her signs. “When you come, it’ll be for my eyes only,” I tell her.

“Yes, sir,” she says, grinding her ass back against me again.

Naughty thing. She’s trying to taunt me in front of Reece, topping from the bottom. And damn if she doesn’t have me wrapped around her little finger. I want nothing more than to let her explode all over my hand, but I force myself to stop and stand.

“I think it’s time to get down to business. On your feet, peach.”

Brielle rises to her knees first and gazes up at me. We’ve barely begun our scene, and already her eyes have that glassy, faraway look in them. She gets to her feet and stands before us, completely bare and unashamed. There’s no tremor in her stance, and her chin is lifted high. Knowing that she holds all the power in this exchange, she’s confident and calm. God, she’s grown so much since we began. It’s incredible.

Her gaze drops to the front of my pants and then swings over to Reece’s next.

Yes, you’ve brought two big men to their breaking point. Happy, sweetheart?

“Time to go, Reece,” I tell him. I needed to push Brielle completely out of her comfort zone tonight, and after I saw the way she reacted to the others at the club, I knew she was intrigued with the idea of being watched. But I never intended for him to actually participate. Her perfection is reserved for me alone.

Reece gives a tight nod, his eyes on Brielle. “You’re fucking gorgeous, angel. Enjoy the rest of your night at the club. If I can ever be of service, please let me know.”

Reece leaves, and then it’s just the two of us.

“Was that okay, peach?” It was a bold move on my part, calling for a mid-scene check-in. I need to know that she’s okay before we continue.

“I never expected it. It was…different.”

“And you’re ready to continue?”

“Yes.” There’s no hesitation, no question.

“Good. Come here and take out my cock.”

Brielle walks closer, her breasts jiggling as she moves. I can feel pre-come leaking from the end of my cock. If I don’t get her mouth on me soon, I’m going to explode.

She releases my button and tugs down the zipper, and then her hands are inside my boxers, her delicate fingers curling around my shaft. I groan and stifle a curse.

“How’s this, sir?” she asks, her eyes full of fire.

“Down on your knees, pet. I want to be in your mouth.”

She sinks to her knees and frees me the rest of the way from my pants, letting them fall to my ankles. Then she plants her hand at the base and brings her lips to my tip, licking the head lightly. Zings of pleasure shoot down into my balls.

“Deeper,” I growl.

She opens and takes me into the warmth of her mouth, sucking noises punctuating the silence around us. Her hand strokes up and down, following the path of her tongue.

She’s swallowing me down her throat, and I’m seconds away from coming when I pull myself free.

“Fuck.” I stroke her hair, tucking it back behind her ears. My cock is so hard and primed, it aches, but I want to be inside her when I come.