Noah’s eyes darken with lust. He throws an arm around me and tosses me over his shoulder like I’m light as a feather. As he jogs toward the gym, he slaps my ass. The sting of it draws a deep moan from my throat.
“You like that?” Noah slaps the other cheek. He’s not gentle, and I love it.
We reach the gym. He flings me down, whipping my body around and planting my hands against a padded weight bench. He tears off my shirt. Buttons bounce off the wall. “Take off your jeans and bra,” Noah barks.
Holy fuck, he’s getting into this.My body tenses, flush and shaking with anticipation. I reach around behind me and unhook the bra, letting my tits bounce free. I hook my fingers in my waistline and shove down my jeans and panties, kicking them aside and glaring up at Noah, daring him to make the next move. Eli and Gabriel crowd around, and I watch their faces as their eyes caress my body, seeking out every corner of me, making me feel powerful and desired. I revel in the power for a moment as they silently walk around me, taking in my body. A smile plays across my lips.
"Bend over." Noah breaks the silence.
"It’s going to be like that, is it?" I tease him, even as my heart thuds against my chest.
“It is. Bend over, or I’ll make you.”
As much as I want to test him, I want to know what he’s planning more. I lean over the bench. Noah grabs a couple of resistance bands and ties my hands to a steel frame in front of my head. The ropes bite my skin in the most delicious way.
“Bloody hell,” Gabriel’s voice cuts in. He points to a roll-down rack on the wall. At first glance, I think it’s covered with gym gear, but my eyes widen as I see handcuffs and whips and harnesses and all sorts of kinky toys. “Look at this. I accidentally kicked it open and discovered a pirate’s booty. It looks like the Malloys used this room for more than just beasting it up. There are lots of toys we can play with.”
Gabriel holds up an enormous pink dildo.
“Not that.” I shake my head. “I don’t want anything touching me that might’ve been inside Howard Malloy.”
I can’t quite bring myself to call him my father.
Gabriel tosses the dildo into the corner. “Fair enough. Real cock only. But what about this?” He wears that wicked grin of his as he tosses Noah a vicious-looking paddle.
Noah stands over me, placing his hands on my stomach and my back, and pushes me down so my ass cheeks are high in the air. I catch a flash of his eyes before he moves behind me – heavy-lidded and dark with lust. More hands join Noah’s on my back. Fingers run down my spine, drawing circles over my flame-kissed skin. They drag over my shoulders, down to my tits, pinching and twisting my nipples hard enough to make me cry out. They awaken a deep rumble inside me as warm pressure begins to build.
Trapped in this position, the muscles along the backs of my legs stretch, and my ass feels cold, exposed. Noah chuckles.
CRACK.
A paddle lands against my exposed cheeks. The sting ripples through me, and my knees shake in their awkward position. Between my legs, I ache. I throb, Icrave. The bite of the paddle ignites my senses.
I squeeze my eyes shut. “Yes, yes."
“Say ‘thank you’.” Gabe can’t keep the smirk out of his voice. “It’s polite.”
“Thank you!” I scream as the paddle bites again. I strain against the ropes, angling my hips, desperate for something other than air and wood to touch me.
A hand strokes my slit, fingers diving inside me, pressing against my inner walls.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
Noah lays the paddle across my cheeks again, and I scream. Eli bends down and presses his mouth to mine, smothering me in an intense kiss. As Noah brings down the paddle again, I moan and bite down against Eli’s tongue.
Eli pulls back, panting. His fingers tremble as he fiddles with his jeans, shoving them down over his hips. His cock springs free and he edges toward me again. I strain my neck to brush my tongue lightly over the engorged head. Eli’s eyelashes flutter, and this gorgeous sob escapes his throat.
He doesn’t feel helpless anymore.
Neither do I. I feel strong. I feelalive.
I lick up one side of Eli’s cock, then the other, swirling my tongue around the tip, getting it all nice and moist. He jerks under my touch. I take him hungrily, inch by inch, right to the back of my throat. I’m aware of all eyes on me. Eli threads his fingers through my hair, lightly pressing my head down on him.
“I like that you like this,” he whispers.
“So, the Golden Boy of Stonehurst Prep has a kinky side,” Gabriel teases from somewhere behind me.
A hot tongue presses inside me before dancing lightly over my clit. The pressure builds below my navel, and I moan against Eli’s cock. He groans in response and thrusts harder, holding my hair to keep me still while he drives his cock deep into my mouth. He’s no longer gentle, no longer kind, and I wantmore.
