Another tongue finds my other nipple, still cold from the ice, and another piece is rubbed in circles over the other, making them equal, I realize with a soft chuckle.
I stretch my body, enjoying this sublime sensory experience, and something cold is placed at my lips. My tongue darts out tentatively and I taste chocolate ice cream. The spoon is eased into my mouth, and I take it, and then I squeal as the back of the spoon is placed directly on my clit. I’m held in place as the cold seeps into me, and my pussy lips are widened by equally cold fingers.
A slippery finger eases into my ass, moving in and out before becoming two. And then whatever the slippery stuff is begins to warm, making my skin feel hot.
My breasts are then held high by two hands, and each one is topped with a dollop of ice cream. At the same time,both of them are licked clean, and the slippery stuff is applied to my nipples. They start to tingle almost immediately.
Something more rigid is teased into my ass, and I startle as it begins to vibrate inside me. And then one of them is stepping between my legs and entering my other channel slowly, keeping to the rhythm of the music, though the tempo is slowly changing, becoming faster, I think. I’m fucked slowly, feeling full from the vibrating plug in my ass. I’m held tightly, and I feel when he comes inside me, deep and hot. He pulls out, and a washcloth is used to clean me up.
And then they begin again. The hot, the cold, the soft, the hard, the tastes, and the feathers, the cold spiky thing. I’m taken again. This time harder, and I know for a fact that it’s Blake by the way he fucks me. But when I’m close to coming, he slows right down, so that I can’t.
I know I mewl pitifully the third time he does it, and my lips are kissed chastely. He doesn’t come either. The plug in my ass is taken out, and Mav immediately takes its place, being careful as he slides his impressive cock into me. He and Blake fuck me slowly, taking their time and keeping to the beat of the music. Clamps are put on my nipples, and a third is fastened to my clit, making me jerk in pain.
All movements cease.
‘Green,’ I whimper, hoping my tone is at a normal volume.
They start up again, movements leisurely, but then the tempo begins to change, become faster, and so do their thrusts. Quicker. Harder. More insistent. I’m fucked hard and mercilessly.
My body is gripped and moved to wherever they want itto be. The clamps on my nipples are tugged and the pleasure builds.
I’m making noises, short screams as they massage places inside me that only they can reach. Pleasure rises and rises, higher than I think I’ve ever felt before. I’m lost in what I can feel, what I can hear, and then, just as I’m about to crest, the clamps, all three, are pulled off at the same time. Heat rushes to my nipples and my clit and I scream as my climax hits me like a freight train and the song crescendos at the same moment.
Mav and Blake come at the same time, and I feel a third hot splatter against my side.
My hair is gripped hard and my head pulled back. A tongue invades my mouth deeply, kissing me like his life depends on it.Shade.The pleasure keeps going and going until I hang limp from the ceiling, my legs unable to support me.
My ankles are freed first, and then I’m picked up and held as my arms are unhooked from the ceiling and the binding removed. I curl into the solid chest of whomever is holding me. I think it’s Shade, but I’m not sure.
The earbuds are removed.
‘How was that?’ Mav asks.
‘It was…’ I’m at a loss for words.
‘Good?’ Blake asks when I don’t say anything more.
‘Good,’ I parrot. ‘More than good. It was…like there were only my ears and my skin. Nothing else existed outside of us. It was…amazing.’
I take off the blindfold and smile at my guys, who are all naked now, sighing deeply.
I’m taken out, through the bedroom, and into the bathroom where there’s a hot bath waiting for me in the large tub. Blake is already getting in, and I’m handedoff to him sort of like a baton in a relay race which makes me chuckle to myself. I shake my head at Blake’s questioning look.
In the bath, Blake shampoos and conditions my hair, soaping up my body and washing me thoroughly. I feel like I’m in a stupor, my head clouded in the aftermath of the intense pleasure they gave to me.
‘Can we do that again?’ I ask dreamily.
Blake just smiles.
A while later, when the water has started to cool, I’m wrapped in a towel and taken to the bedroom. My phone is on the charger, and I see a message notification. It’s from Sauvage telling me he’s sent me an email.
My heart quickens and I sit up. ‘Where’s my laptop?’ I ask.
Mav grabs it for me and puts it on the bed.
‘What’s up?’ Shade asks, from the small couch where he’s currently lounging.
‘Email from Sauvage. I think it’s the evidence the reporter had.’
