Page 142 of Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue Duet 4)
He released my hair and I instantly made my way across the hall and into his bedroom. Clarissa was in the bed, the comforter covering her nakedness.
I heard Master’s footsteps behind me.
“Are you cold, sunshine?”
“No, Master.”
“Then don’t cover yourself. I want to see you.”
She slowly revealed herself to our Master’s hungry gaze as I got into the bed beside her, forcing her to move to the middle. It took everything in me not to reach for her, wanting desperately to touch her, to taste her.
Master wasted no time shedding his jeans before walking around and getting into the bed on the opposite side, Clarissa between us.
“Trade places with me, pet,” he instructed Clarissa.
When Clarissa climbed over him, Master inched toward the middle of the bed.
“I want your mouths on my cock,” he stated firmly.
Yes!
I glanced at Clarissa and noticed she was looking at me, a sweet smile on her lips.
“Ladies first,” I said, motioning toward Master’s thick shaft, which was lying heavy and hard against his belly.
I watched in awe as Clarissa’s small hand circled Master’s cock, her fingers curling around him as she leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to the head of his cock.
Fuck. I hadn’t expected how fucking hot that would be. I mean, my imagination was rather potent, but this… Fucking hell.
Master’s hand shifted into her hair. “Suck me, pet. Let me feel that sweet mouth on my dick.”
Her head lowered, her lips wrapping around the wide crest before it disappeared into her mouth. Master guided her up and down as she sucked and licked, taking more of him with every pass.
“Your turn, boy,” he said, his other hand motioning toward his dick.
Clarissa sat up on her knees and I took the opportunity to explore Master with my mouth. He was thick and hot against my tongue and I moaned softly.
“More of me,” he urged, his fingers twining in my hair as he guided me back down on him.
I took as much as I could, my eyes closed as I savored the moment.
For several minutes, Clarissa and I alternated, teasing him with our tongues, sucking him deep until finally Master’s hand pulled my hair, dislodging his dick from my mouth.
“Now it’s your turn, sunshine,” he stated. “We’re going to focus on you for a while. Lie down for me. Flat on your back.”
They traded places and I could tell Clarissa’s breathing had increased, because her chest was rising and falling rapidly, but she did as he instructed, her head propped on a pillow as she glanced between the two of us.
“Are you scared?” Master asked her.
“Not at all, Master. I’m actually quite excited.”
“About?”
“The thought of you and Troy touching me.”
“Is that what you need?”
“Yes … Oh, God…” Her head tilted back when Master cupped her breast in his big hand, his thumb flicking over her nipple. “I need it, Master.”
“Is that all you need? For us to touch you?”
“No,” she whispered on a moan when he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“What else do you need, pet?”
“To touch the two of you.”
Master’s gaze flipped between us for a moment, but he never stopped fondling Clarissa’s nipple.
“Do you want Troy to touch you?” Master inquired.
Her head turned toward me, and she smiled. “Absolutely. Now and always.”
When I looked up at Master, the subtle nod he offered was all the permission I needed. I allowed my hand to trail over her hip, her rib cage, then up to the breast that was close enough I could practically taste her. I leaned down and licked her nipple until it was taut against my tongue.
Clarissa moaned softly, her back bowing as though offering herself up to me. Master leaned in and sucked her other breast into his mouth, and for the first time in nine painfully long days, I felt as though this was where I belonged. Right here with the two of them.
“May I touch you and Troy, Master?” she asked on a whimper when Master bit down on her nipple.
“Of course.”
Her hand curled around my erection and I sucked in a breath as I flicked her nipple with my tongue. The shock of her cool fingers against my dick had my stomach muscles tightening. Her hand was so smooth, so soft. And the way she gripped me … there was no hesitation in her movements as she began to stroke. Up, down. Again and again. Slow, exquisite torture.
I had to pause because I needed to see her hand on my dick.
Lifting my head, I focused my attention on the way she fisted me, sliding up and down my shaft. I realized she was doing the same to Master, jacking our cocks in unison while the two of us watched her.
“Sunshine, as much as I enjoy your hands on me, I need to feel your pussy on my cock,” he rumbled in that deep, dark voice that spoke of wicked seduction and never-ending need. “Are you on birth control?”
