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She groaned. “Please Zar, let me come.Please?”
“Ask Aiden and Tanner for permission,” I said. “Beg nicely, so that they know what a hungry little sub you are and how much youlikethis.”
“Please,” she whimpered. “Aiden?”
“Ask Tanner,” Aiden said, with a smirk that showed he was getting this and maybe even beginning to enjoyhimself.
Her eyes pleaded with Tanner. “Tanner,please?”
He paused from suckling her clit. “I’m deferring to Zar onthisone.”
Her stare was filled with desperateneed. “Zar?”
I let out a chuckle and curved my fingers in her. Very lightly, I tickled the ridges around her most sensitive spot, enjoying the show of her breasts straining against herbodice.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she rasped,panting.
“Yeah,” I muttered, my cock aching in my pants. “We’re gonna fuck you too and you’re gonna love it. Ask for it.Sayit.”
“I want you tofuckme.”
“Who, Nina? Telluswho?”
“All of you,” she rasped. “I’m gonnaloveit.”
I traded a look with the guys.Houston, we are clear fortakeoff.
“Good girl.” I smiled and held her chin. “Look at the sub on the stage. She’s fought the good fight but she’s abouttocome.”
Mistress Red slid the wand out of the sub’s pussy, replacing it instead with her gloved and textured fingers. The sub moaned, breasts heaving, teeth sunk into the ball ofhergag.
“I want you to come with her,” I ordered Nina. “At the same time.Understand?”
“Yes, Zar.” Her stare was fixed on the sub. Her breaths instinctively synched with her counterpart. The mistress pumped her sub’s pussy, swirling her wristexpertly.
Nina panted and bore down on my fingers. “Please, please,please.”
Tanner pulled back to give me wider berth. Aiden kneaded Nina’s breasts, his hand roaming under her dress. The sub’s screams reached a climax. Nina threw her head back and groaned. Her body tensed in a release that pulled her in before her spine bent at an outward curve. And then she came, exploded for me—for us—in my favorite booth like the sub at centerstage.
Chapter28
Nina
The orgasm punched through my senses in a blow of pleasure. It burst from my body as surely as the spurt that shot out of me. I quaked out of control. A succession of faces, some familiar, some not, gathered around to watch me come, squirting for the first time inmylife.
The sensation was extraordinary, the release liberating. At the edge of our booth, a total stranger masturbated to my cries. Unexpectedly, Zar’s fingers returned to my pussy and pumped some more. I keened with the buildup. A liquid clattering came from my depths and I did the squirting thing again, an intense, shrill, piercing climax that demolished my self-control.
“Very nice,” Zar murmured, his voice slow and low, coming from a different dimension. “Again,” he ordered, and I gushed as if he’d pulled the trigger on asquirtgun.
The lounge reeled. My body whirled around my climax. Holy hell. Splayed on the couch, I was a mass of whimpering, quivering flesh capable of experiencing only one thing:pleasure.
Above me, Aiden’s smile slashed his dark stubble. “Jesus, baby, I’ve never seen you do thatbefore.”
Yeah, well, me neither. But God, it felt good, as if my body had been freed from itself. I basked in the feeling of having no limits, no shame and no reservations. I couldn’t muster the strength to close my legs. Phantom faces paraded before my eyes, taking me in with lust-filled gazes that drank my erotic daze. It was odd but, hidden behind my mask, I enjoyed being the focus ofattention.
The swipe of soft terrycloth returned me to my senses. Tanner patted me dry with one of the club’s monogrammed towels. “Sweetheart, you never cease to amaze.” He planted little kisses along my inner thighs. “You’re a sexualmarvel.”
I mumbled through lips that refused to work right. “I madeamess.”