Page 86 of Vicious Deception
Rhett moves away from me, and I hear the unmistakable sound of him opening a bottle of lube. “Oliver.”
“Give it to me,” he replies, pulling his hand away from me.
I whine at the loss of his touch, wishing I could reach out to him, but Elliot has my wrists tied together.
“Always so impatient,” Oliver says on a snicker. “Bend forward.”
I do, resting my cheek on the blankets. Someone—Elliot, I think—strokes his hand down my arm as Oliver squirts lube in between my ass cheeks.
“You want more, princess?” Oliver asks. “I’ll give youmore.”
Oliver slides a finger into my back hole, pushing lube inside. I whimper at the feeling, raising my ass to give him better access.
“What’re you thinking?” Rhett asks.
There’s silence, and I lift my head, trying to see through the edges of the blindfold.
“Ah ah, love.” Elliot lays a gentle hand on my head, pushing it back down. “No peeking.”
“Her ass is mine,” Oliver says as he inserts a second finger.
Once he’s done prepping me, he climbs off the bed, and a few seconds later I hear the bathroom sink running.
“Lift your hands,” Elliot tells me.
I straighten up so I’m kneeling again, and I feel something pulling my wrists even farther upward. Whatever Elliot is fastening the length of rope to, it’s above me.
The hook,I realize.
Someone lightly pinches one of my nipples. I lean into it, a soft moan escaping my throat.
“So beautiful,” Rhett whispers. His lips meet mine, and he grips my throat as he plunges his tongue into my mouth. Only once Oliver is back does he let me go.
“Pick her up,” Elliot says.
I feel Rhett’s arms come around me, and he lifts me up while Elliot gets into position. Once he’s ready, Rhett lowers me down. Someone pushes my legs open, and as they adjust me so I’m straddling Elliot, he guides his cock into me.
“Fuck,” Elliot groans. His hands settle on my waist as I slowly roll my hips.
“Now, Oliver,” Rhett says.
From behind, Oliver kisses my shoulder. “You ready, princess?”
I nod, so he presses into me carefully while Rhett leans in and kisses me. I do my best to stay relaxed as Oliver starts sliding in and out.
“I love feeling him inside of you.” Elliot thrusts up into me, his voice tight. “God, Ol. Harder.”
“Can you take it?” Oliver murmurs teasingly in my ear.
“Yes,” I moan.
Oliver holds onto my hips, his hands just below Elliot’s. He drives into me with more force, causing me to lose my breath. I lean forward more, the rope around my wrists taking a little of my weight.
“What a sight,” Rhett mutters, reaching down to find my clit. “Fucking perfect.”
I gasp at his touch. His finger circles my clit as Oliver thrusts into me. It’s almost more than I can bear, especially when Rhett slams his lips to mine and refuses to pull away.
“That’s it.” Elliot’s voice is strained. “Make her come on our cocks.”