Page 114 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
“Then once you pleasure me, I want you to watch while I fuck my submissive.”
“I’d like that.” Granted, I wasn’t sure how I’d survive it knowing that I would get no pleasure in return. Then again, as Ben had taught me, it wasn’t always about me.
“Free my cock, princess.”
I worked Justin’s slacks open and freed his cock. It was long and thick, eager for attention.
For several minutes, Ben and I worked him up using our mouths and our hands, alternately sucking and fondling him as he moaned his pleasure. Justin’s hands rested on the tops of our heads as he watched.
Admittedly, I liked this part. Being able to focus all of my attention on him, listening to his grunts and groans, knowing that he was enjoying what we were doing to him. I enjoyed it immensely, realizing that it really didn’t have to be about me all the time.
“Do not make me come,” Justin ordered roughly, his cock twitching.
Ben and I pulled back slightly, doing our best to continue to pleasure him without forcing his orgasm. Justin allowed it for a few more minutes before ordering us both to our feet.
Justin’s tone was raspy with restrained lust when he bellowed his next command. “Undress him.”
“It would be my pleasure,” I said, using Ben’s words.
I slowly undressed Ben, laying his clothes neatly over one of the chairs while I pressed kisses over his smooth, warm skin. His breaths were coming in deep and shallow, which only spurred me on. Not to mention, the man had a body that made women drool. He was solid muscle, a testament to how well he took care of himself.
Justin got to his feet and stepped behind Ben, placing his hand on his back. While I stood at Ben’s front, pressing my lips against his chest, Justin’s mouth glided over Ben’s neck.
“I missed you, pup,” Justin whispered. “I needed you.”
There were moments like this when Justin’s vulnerability was palpable. It was obvious he only allowed himself to be when he was with Ben.
“I missed you, too, Master,” Ben whispered, tilting his head and giving Justin better access to his neck.
I took a step back and watched them, in awe of what I felt transpiring between them.
“Do you want to feel my cock?” Justin asked. “Want me to fuck you while Luci watches?”
“Yes, Master,” Ben hissed when Justin nipped him with his teeth.
“Lean over and press your palms to the table.”
Ben took up the position as Justin ordered me to come stand beside him. He handed me a small packet of lube.
“Slick my cock.”
I greased him up, my body humming as I thought about what they were about to do. I liked being a part of it, eager to watch the interaction between the two of them.
Justin lubed two fingers, then inserted them into Ben’s ass, fucking him slowly while I continued to stroke Justin’s cock.
“Hand me one of the wipes in the drawer,” Justin stated as he continued to prod Ben’s ass with his fingers.
I went to the coffee station and grabbed the box of hand wipes I’d seen there. I handed one to Justin and used one to clean the lube from my hands.
“Have a seat, princess.”
Not wanting to miss a thing, I took a seat in Ben’s chair so I had the best view.
“I missed you, pup,” Justin whispered again as he leaned over Ben. His lips pressed along Ben’s spine. “I fucking missed you so much.”
Ben moaned. “I missed you too, Master.”
I felt the emotional connection between the two of them, and not for the first time, I felt like a complete voyeur. On the outside, looking in. It was so erotic but sweet at the same time.
“Are you ready for my cock?”
“Yes, Master.”
I swallowed hard, watching as Justin aligned his cock with Ben’s ass. Seconds later, his erection disappeared inside him and Ben groaned loudly.
Justin’s voice was far more powerful when he said, “Did you masturbate while I was gone, pup?”
“No, Master,” Ben growled.
“Good boy.”
Justin retreated until only the head of his cock was inside Ben’s ass. He drove back in.
Ben moaned loudly.
“I’m going to fuck you hard,” Justin informed Ben. “I do not want you to come. If you can manage to refrain, I’ll allow our sweet princess to suck your cock.”
My body trembled. I wanted that. I wanted to give to Ben in the one way I knew I could.
“I won’t come, Master,” Ben said, his tone full of self-assurance.
“I’ll hold you to that.”
Justin slammed into Ben over and over, his fingers digging into his hips as he fucked him roughly. It was a unique experience to see them like this.
“Who does your ass belong to?” Justin snarled.
Ben moaned. “You, Master.”
“Who’s the only man who has ever fucked this ass?”
“You, Master.”
“Who’s the only man who will ever fuck this ass?” Justin’s tone was definitely possessive.
