He obeyed.
I fed it to him slowly, gripping his hair with one hand and guiding the shaft with the other. He choked, drooled, moaned around it, and I rolled my hips forward, grinding the pressure against my clit through the base. Fuck, it feltgood.
“You’re such a mess for this cock,” I whispered. “You want me to use you?”
His mouth was too full to answer. But he tried.
Behind him, I glanced at the bed. Jeremy’s hand was wrapped around his cock, slow strokes, his eyes hooded. He pinned me in place with his gaze, that look he gave me—the one that made me want to kneel even when I was on top.
“Is this what you wanted?”
Jer’s lips curled into a lazy, lethal smile. “Keep going.”
I pulled Dirks off with a wetpop, watching the spit drip down his chin.
I stood tall, cock bobbing between us. “Face between my thighs.”
He scrambled closer. I lifted my leg, resting it on the bed and giving Dirks a full view of my cunt.
“While you suck my cock, you’re going to rub my clit. Make me come while I use your mouth.”
He moaned and obeyed instantly, one hand gripping the strap-on again, lips wrapping around the shaft, the other sliding up to touch me. I was soaked, throbbing, and he found my clit and rubbed tight little circles.
It only took seconds—maybe less.
The orgasm ripped through me, crashing straight into Dirks’s fingers and pulsing out through my thighs. My legs locked up, a cramp shooting up the backs of them, but I barely registered the pain.
Fuck.
I wasn’t supposed to come.
I froze, breath hitching as the heat of release turned instantly cold in my chest. I’d disobeyed. Taken what wasn’t mine to take. Stolen something thatonlyJeremy could give me.
I turned my head, eyes locking with his across the room. He was still on the bed, back against the headboard, one knee up, hand still lazily stroking his cock like nothing had changed.
“Jer,” I whispered.
His brow lifted slowly. “You got something to say?”
“I-I didn’t mean to come. I couldn’t stop.”
“You know the rules, Luna girl.”
Shit. I slipped the strap-on out of Dirks’s mouth and climbed onto the bed. I dropped to my knees in front of him.
“I’m sorry. Please. Let me make it right. I’ll fuck him. However you want. Tell me what to do.”
Jeremy stared for a long, aching second. Then he tipped his chin toward Dirks. “Then do it. Show me how good you are with that cock, honey. But you don’t come again unless I say. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.”
Relief pricked my eyes, and I swallowed it down and turned to Dirks.
He was already on the bed—sprawled out like a perfect, obedient little offering. Legs bent, feet in the air, hole exposed and twitching with need.
I inhaled sharply.
