Their Virgin Secretary (Masters of Ménage #6)(145)

Eric joined him, looming over her like sex on two legs. "Spread them wide, baby. We want to look at our pussy. You've got the prettiest pussy in the whole fucking world. I want to look at it all the time."

Belle spread her legs wide. Eric wasn't joking. He really did want to look at her pussy all the time. It was yet another kink they somehow made loving and affectionate. At the oddest times, Eric commanded her to spread her legs just so he could look at her. Sometimes that's all he'd do. He would simply look, sigh contentedly, and leave with promises to come back later. She would shake her head at him, but for hours afterward, she felt as if she was glowing.

But sometimes he would look for a few moments. Then she'd find herself spread wide on her desk, screaming out her pleasure. Belle definitely liked those times best.



       
         
       
        

"You might be satisfied with looking, but I'm going to devour my dessert. The caterers didn't feed me anything I really wanted." Tate dropped to his knees in front of her. "Of course, nothing is sweeter than this."

Belle sighed because she was in for something sweet herself. Tate could eat her pussy for hours. He'd told her he was a true connoisseur of only one thing-her.

Eric climbed on the bed and palmed her breast, his big hand easily covering her. "Don't listen to a word he says. I watched him eat five of the mini éclairs and two of the tarts. He just likes to complain."

Tate's breath warmed her feminine flesh. "No, I just like to eat a lot. I'm a big guy. I need my sweets. And I intend to eat my fill of this because it's the sweetest piece I ever had."

He took her breath away with the first long swipe of his tongue. Pure pleasure made her toes curl. Tate lapped at her pussy in short, teasing swipes before settling in for a dizzying suck of her clitoris.

Eric played with her nipples, sucking and biting them playfully. He enveloped the buds in his mouth. Her whole body pinged with life, waiting for the ecstasy only they could bring her. The past fell away, and all that she was left with was a brilliant future with her men.

Belle clenched the sheets as she forced herself to stay still under their ministrations. They tortured her, bringing her to the edge again and again until she thought she might go mad. Her skin dampened. Her breathing shallowed.

"Please," she pleaded.

"Please what?" Eric lifted his head, staring down at her with dark eyes. "Kellan isn't the only one who tops you. He might have been the one to place that collar around your throat, but you belong to all of us, so you'll call us by our title or you won't get what you want."

"Please, Master." In their bedroom, she was content to submit to their every desire.

Tate's head snapped up. Her arousal glistened on his sensual lips. He licked them, obviously enjoying her taste. "I like hearing that. Since she begged so sweetly, I think we give her what she needs."

"Then do your worst, man. Make her scream. I'll help you out." Eric slid his hand down her torso until he found her clit, then placed his thumb right on top of the little nub.

"You always back me up." Tate lowered his head again.

Belle shouted out as he speared her with his tongue. Tate began to fuck deep inside her cunt with long strokes of his tongue while Eric pressed and rotated her clit. He varied the pressure, teasing and torturing her while Tate stroked her deep. She couldn't help but whimper and squirm as they held her down. Their grips were a sweet restraint she didn't want to escape. Eric licked at her nipple and finally settled in to suck. Long pulls on her tender buds had her eyes rolling to the back of her head. 

They moved in perfect time. It wasn't long before they had Belle thrashing and crying out, a supernova of an orgasm exploding through her body.

She sagged onto the bed, her body heavy with pleasure as she floated back to earth. Eric kissed her lazily, cuddling her close, their tongues playing sweetly against one another. Tate moved up the bed on her other side, turning her to him as Eric eased back. She could taste herself on his tongue.

"You look like a satisfied woman." Kellan stood at the end of the bed. He stared down at her, his eyes hot.

"I'm a happy woman," she replied.

"And you're going to make us very happy men. You complete us, Belle. We love you. Let us show you just how much." He nodded toward his partners. "Tate, take her pussy. Eric try her mouth again. I'm going to work my way into that sweet virgin ass."

She found herself being twisted and turned gently, like she was a precious doll they wanted to share. Beneath her, Tate quickly donned a condom and thrust his cock deep before she was even settled.