“Put your hands on my thighs.”
With my cock still buried in her mouth, she dropped her hands to my thighs.
I slid my fingers into her hair, tightened my grip, and pushed forward, careful not to make her gag. Initially.
“Can you deep throat me?”
Her eyes widened, but she didn’t confirm or deny.
“I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
She gave a jerky nod of her head. I pulled back, watching her lips curl around the head before I pushed in, deeper this time.
“Relax your throat,” I ordered.
She did, allowing me to push in another inch.
I pulled back when I felt her throat working. I did this several more times, her eyes watering with each thrust.
“Such a sweet mouth,” I mumbled.
Wanting to feel her pussy sheathe my cock, I helped her to her feet, shut off the water. I didn’t even bother with towels before I picked her up and carried her to the bed, tossed her onto it, earning another giggle. She really was cute.
“Hands and knees,” I commanded, retrieving a condom from the nightstand.
I rolled it on, then joined her on the bed, kneeling behind her.
She grinned back at me over her shoulder. The smile faltered, her mouth forming a perfect O when I plunged inside her.
“Isaac…” She whimpered, her pussy flexing, gripping me like a velvet vise. “Oh, God, yes.”
Fisting her hair in my hand, I fucked her. Hard.
Heaven gave as good as she got. Her verbal commentary spurred me on, the way she cried out in pleasure, begging for me to fuck her harder, deeper.
She robbed my lungs of air, driving me closer to the edge with her little ass grinding back against me. I slicked my thumb with saliva, teased her asshole. She moaned but didn’t pull away. And when I slammed into her one final time, burying my thumb in her ass, she screamed, pure pleasure ricocheting off the walls.
We fell into a heap on the bed. I was careful not to rush her, brushing her hair back from her face as I pressed my lips to hers. “Thank you.”
“For what? Trading?” She was still panting. “I don’t get this whole BDSM thing. But I can’t deny, the sex is fantastic.”
I stared up at the ceiling, missing Everly.
For whatever reason, this had seemed a good idea when Ian had mentioned it. Now, I wasn’t quite so certain. While Heaven was an interesting woman, she didn’t quite fit where we were trying to place her.
Or perhaps that was me. I hadn’t gotten Ian’s take on her yet.
Maybe that was a conversation that needed to happen sooner rather than later.
IAN
Although they were similar in appearance, Everly and Heaven were very different. So very different.
And though Everly looked like a sweet, innocent sweetheart, beneath that perfect veneer was a feisty hellcat, a submissive who wanted a man to dominate her in every way. And I had longed for this moment, ached for it. Now that I had her all to myself, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to let her go.
What I had wanted to do was carry her to my bedroom and settle her in my bed. Instead, I had fought my baser urges and carried her to the guest room she’d used once, tossing her on the bed, pretending this was all fun and games for me. She watched my every movement as I walked over to the dresser, pulled open the bottom drawer, retrieved a few of the items stored there.
With Everly, I had an advantage. Having played with her at the club, I knew her limits, could safely push her boundaries without fear of causing her harm. While her limits were few, she still had them. However, she did not have a problem with bondage, which was why she ended up gagged, ass up, facedown on the four-post bed, immobile with the help of a restraint that kept her wrists secured at her sides, tethered to the straps that circled her thighs.
“Be a good girl,” I told her, smacking her cute little ass. “I’ll be back after I shower.”
I was true to my word, making quick work of washing up, rinsing, drying off. I returned to find her in the exact same position I’d left her in. Her face was turned to the side, her eyes on me as I entered the room.
“Do you know how much I’ve thought about this ass?” I asked, swatting it again.
She moaned softly, wiggled her butt as though that would get her more of what she craved.
“We never fucked you at the club. Know why that was?” I joined her on the bed, leaned over her, pressed my lips to her shoulder. “Because Isaac wanted you all to himself.”
I knew I was putting everything on Isaac’s shoulders, but I was still attempting to play my brother’s game. Last thing I wanted was for him to know I’d only requested this switch because I couldn’t stand to be away from Everly any longer.
