“Yes, Sir.” I’m afraid to look at him, afraid to see whatever emotion is hiding behind his stern mask.
Damiano’s hands flex on my hips. “What else would help you get off, hmm? Do you like touches on your clit? Your breasts?”
“Breasts—nipples.” I slide up and down again. Full, so full. So good.
“I can do that.” He cups my breasts and squeezes. He lightly pinches each of my nipples, rolling them.
A moan escapes my throat. “More, yes, just like that.”
“Yes.” He nods. “Yes, I can do more. I want you gasping, Miss M. I want you coming harder than you ever have before.”
That won’t be difficult to achieve. I’m already ramping up to an orgasm. I can feel everything pulling together, tighter and tighter. Meanwhile, Damiano is sitting absolutely still other than his attention to my breasts. And Seth is standing here—I’m afraid to look at him.
But then Seth does the unthinkable. He touches my chin and tilts my head so I’m gazing directly at his face.
“Go ahead and come, Miss M.”
It’s too soon, I’m not quite there. But as I look at him, it throws me over the edge. White-hot bliss surges through my body, electrifying. I cry out, my pleasure echoing in the black-walled room.
Panting, I slump forward against Damiano’s bare torso. His chest hair tickles my skin as I try to catch my breath. Aftershocks from the orgasm have my pussy gripping and clenching around his cock, which is still hard inside me.
He didn’t come. He hasn’t even pumped his hips. I squirm, wondering if he wants to continue to get his own release, or if he’s done now. Or do I do this same thing on Seth? How does it work?
“One more for us, Miss M.” Damiano’s voice pulls my attention back to him. “This time, I’ll come with you.”
4
MADISON
None of this is what I expected when I signed up for the auction. I thought I’d come into a room with someone and get him off by crawling around or licking his balls or something. Instead, I’ve got two guys who just, what, want me to use them? Multiple times?
“What do you need to come a second time?” Damiano strokes my breasts.
“I don’t know…”
“We’ll wait and see. Anything you want, you can ask for it.”
I think I’ve died and gone to some sex heaven, that’s what happened. Except Seth is fully dressed, and he doesn’t look at all like he’s going to join in.
It’s because of Kyle, because of our past. Maybe it’s best this way.
I lock my arms around Damiano’s shoulders and rock my hips. This time, I move forward and backward, experimenting with the angle and depth.
“Yes, so beautiful like this.” Damiano continues stroking my breasts, then reaches back to cup my ass, urging me forward. “You came so beautifully the first time, I can’t wait to see it again.”
I slide back and forth, increasing my speed, adjusting the angle. My heart pounds, my breath comes fast.
Everything is too hot, too sensitive, too good.
“I’m close, bella.” Damiano presses a sucking kiss to my neck. “Are you?”
“Yes, but I can’t—I can’t?—”
“You can.” Seth’s voice is firm. “I know you can. You can do anything you set your mind to, Madison, and right now, you’re going to fucking come all over Damiano’s cock.”
“I’m trying,” I gasp.
He called me Madison. My hips move faster. My legs burn from the exertion, but my body refuses to stop. I’m so close, but not there yet.
