“Suck me,” Sir grumbled. “Do not make me tell you again.”
Anticipation rose inside of me, warring with the desire to please Sir. I could hear the movie playing, heard the woman moaning and grunting as the man on the screen did something to her. I hadn’t been paying attention to what was going on, so I had no idea what was happening.
Not that I cared. I had my own XXX scene taking place in front of me and I was the star of this one.
Sir’s cock twitched and grew in my mouth, spurring me on. I sucked him deep, relishing his moans and the way his fingers twined in my hair.
“Do you like when Langston watches you suck my cock?”
I nodded but didn’t release Sir’s dick from my mouth. I wanted to focus my attention on him because that was where it was supposed to be. I didn’t belong to Master right now, I belonged to Sir. And it was important that I showed him that I understood that.
“Good.” His eyes were locked with mine. “Because this is what we want, Luci. We want you. Between us.”
I fought back the tears that threatened. It sounded an awful lot like he was offering me something more. I didn’t want to think too hard on that because I doubted that was the case. We were here to enjoy ourselves. Sir was my Dom for two weeks, that was all. At that point, I would belong to someone else. And my time with him would be over for a while.
“God, I love your mouth,” he groaned, pulling my hair and letting his cock fall from between my lips. “But it’s a wicked mouth and I’m not ready to come just yet. Stand up.”
As I was getting to my feet, Master moved around and took the seat I’d been in. The one right beside Sir.
“Now, I want you to lie across us, on your back. We want to watch the movie while we tease you.” Sir pulled me forward so that my face was almost level with his. “However, there’s one condition.”
“Anything, Sir.”
“You are not allowed to come.”
I could tell by the way he said the words that he was going to do everything in his power to make me come. I could also tell that I was going to fail.
“If you come, I will punish you. Twenty licks for every orgasm.”
Shit.
This was going to be a long night.
Thirty-Six
IT WAS HARD TO BELIEVE, but my two weeks with Sir was coming to an end. Tomorrow would be the last day I spent with him. Not only that but he was getting ready to go on a week-long trip, which meant I wouldn’t see him for several days.
I had been informed that I would learn who my new master would be on Monday afternoon, once the four of them had time to talk. Honestly, I wasn’t sure I was ready to belong to anyone else just yet. My time with Sir had been intense, and not always in a good way. I felt as though I needed some time to get my head on straight. Then again, I had the weekend, so there was that. Too much more time to think would likely make it worse. And although I wasn’t necessarily looking forward to the change, I was trying not to concern myself with it at the moment. I was focused on spending as much time with Sir as I could before our time was up.
All this week, Sir had forced me to work naked. I didn’t mind anymore. It was almost natural. Plus, I looked forward to what Sir had in store for me. While we’d spent the remainder of last week exploring my limits after our mutual meltdowns, it was good for both of us. The man had some wickedly creative ways to make me come and every day I looked forward to what he wanted from me.
And this week, he’d proven that he certainly hadn’t run out of ideas. Sir had come up with some pretty incredible things that had honestly tested my limits in ways I hadn’t expected.
On Monday, Sir had left me a note informing me that I was to go into Justin’s office at exactly two o’clock. I did as he instructed and found Sir sitting on the couch. He then proceeded to watch as Justin teased me with his tongue and his fingers. According to Sir, intercourse wasn’t allowed, but that hadn’t stopped Justin from making me come at least half a dozen times. It had been quite the experience to have him simply touch me, gently coaxing one orgasm after another. But the best part had been the fact that Sir was there to watch.
Then, on Tuesday, Sir had called me into his office. I’d then been instructed to slip beneath his desk and pleasure him with my mouth while he tended to a conference call that took over an hour. I had to admit, the man’s stamina was awe-inspiring. Try as I might, he hadn’t come during the conversation. And when he hung up the phone, he had fucked my mouth ruthlessly, coming down my throat.
