Page 110 of Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue Duet 4)
“Uh…” I had no idea what that even meant.
Master smirked. “Green means you’re good. Yellow means you need a time-out or to discuss something that concerns you about the scene. And red means stop. Hence, it’s your safe word. What color are you?”
“Definitely green, Master.”
Even cuffed to the ceiling, I’d never been better.
“Good. Let’s have some fun, shall we?”
Yes. Let’s.
TWENTY-ONE
Clarissa
ALTHOUGH TRENT HAD INSTRUCTED TROY to watch me, I was able to stay focused by keeping my eyes trained on him. Standing there, cuffed to the hook hanging from the ceiling, his eyes heated as they caressed me, I found myself getting lost in the moment. In fact, it worried me. I feared I wouldn’t be able to focus on Trent’s instructions, which was my one and only job right now.
I fought the urge to look over at the mirrored wall. I couldn’t help but wonder if someone was watching us. Admittedly, I liked the idea of being secretly observed. At the clubs, it was usually obvious that there were a number of eyes on me. Here in this room, the only audience I was sure of was Trent and Troy. Everyone else I could easily block out.
On the other hand, it made me extremely self-aware. I was conscious of how I was displayed, which way I should turn to ensure I did exactly as Trent had instructed. I couldn’t tell whether he was pleased or not, so I continued to focus on my movements, wanting to prove to him that I was the submissive he thought I was.
“I have something for you, sunshine,” Trent said as he approached the bed. He reached into his black bag, and when he turned toward me, his hand was wrapped around an object.
Rather than give it to me, he leaned over and kissed me. It was a shocking move that I didn’t anticipate. He’d been rather cold to me since we walked into the room. I wasn’t sure how to take it. When he pulled back, I stared up at him, trying to read his thoughts.
“I look forwarding to watching you use this,” he whispered as he held it out.
I smiled up at him as I wrapped my fingers around the pink vibrator. “Thank you, Master.” I gave him my full attention, waiting for his next instruction.
“I want you to tease yourself,” he informed me. “But you can only use the toy to stimulate your clit.”
Ah, damn.
Although I was turned on by the idea of teasing myself while Trent and Troy watched, I needed something more. More them, less toy. I figured it had a lot to do with the fact that I knew what it felt like to have both of them inside me. The way their big, strong hands moved over my body was what I ached to relive.
“And while she does that, I want you to watch her,” Trent told Troy as he stepped behind him. “I’m going to touch you, but you are not allowed to come. Understood?”
“Yes, Master.” There was a deep, guttural growl that followed Troy’s words. He was obviously turned on.
I couldn’t tell what Trent’s overall objective was here, but I felt as though he was easing Troy into this. Keeping it erotic but somewhat tame. That wasn’t the way Trent normally operated from what I’d heard. Still, it was an interesting turn of events and I was curious as to how Troy would handle himself.
I turned on the vibrator and pressed the rounded silicone tip against my clit. I stayed focused on the two men in the room while I stimulated myself.
“Spread your legs wider, sunshine. We want to see everything you’re doing to yourself.”
“Yes, Master,” I whispered as I let my knees fall open.
“What are you thinking about as you watch her, boy?” Trent’s hands slid over Troy’s chest, moving slowly.
“That she has a beautiful pussy,” he said, his eyes locked between my thighs.
His words sent a tingle through me.
“She does. And it tastes as good as it looks.”
Troy moaned when Trent tweaked his nipples.
“Do you want to taste her?”
“Yes, Master. Fuck yes.”
Listening to the two of them talk about me was erotic in its own way, but I fought the urge to get lost to it, mindful of what Trent wanted me to do.
“Maybe one day I’ll let you,” Trent said, his hands inching down Troy’s stomach.
The man’s body was worthy of a calendar. Honestly, I hadn’t expected him to look quite so delicious without clothes on. And the two of them together… I could die a happy woman watching them like this.
Trent was evidently taking his time exploring Troy. And the heat in his eyes said he was enjoying every second of it.
As was I.
“Keep watching her,” Trent said as he moved around to stand in front of Troy. “And sunshine, keep playing with yourself.”
