It was more erotic than I even realized, watching her do as I asked.
Sure, she’d tried last night, but we were alone now, and there was something different about seeing her orgasm-starved and on her knees, sliding her clumsy lips over my cock’s head with something to prove.
My girth stretched her full lips thinner, and it filled me with a feeling like power, even as the pleasure of her warm, hot mouth made me feel weak. I guided her with cool, dispassionate commands.
Harder. Slow down. Breathe, angel. Let me in.
I was just at the edge, a few more guided sucks further down her throat away from bursting, when the glorious moment was interrupted.
I opened my eyes before the words were spoken, breaking the moment irreparably.
“What a pretty sight at the end of a long day,” Jonathan’s ironic, low voice said from the threshold to my bedroom.
Just behind him, in the dark of the hallway, I saw Devin’s wry smirk, the glint of his canine teeth.
I didn’t tell Frankie to stop.
Though she hesitated for a second, she seemed to understand that she wasn’t to stop blowing me until she was told.
She’d already improved a lot, even just from the confidence she’d gained, and it took a fair bit of internal fortitude to keep myself from groaning, letting my head fall back and my hand tangle in her hair and my hips buck up into the heaven of her mouth.
A quick learner. Made for this.
I kept my cool, met my mafia don’s heir’s dark eyes.
“Frankie did something bad,” I explained, my tone even. “She’s been learning her lesson.”
“Damn, I can see how she took her punishment,” Devin spoke as the two men stepped into my room. I hadn’t invited them, but I knew Frankie wasn’t mine alone to enjoy, and we’d crossed a new line toward further loyalty by sharing her last night. Devin’s eyes, evidently, found Frankie’s ass, which by now must have been on its way to bruising. “Good girl, Frankie. You look fucking delicious, all marked up like that.”
The hum of appreciation that ran through Frankie gave a pleasant, fist-clenching vibration to my cock, too.
By now, she had me almost to the hilt, and she’d even picked up on her own that a gentle massage to my balls would make me want to come down her pretty throat.
It took a lot of self-control, a lot of stupid pride, for me to finally pull her off me, taking a fistful of her hair and yanking her back until my cock popped free from her lips, noise and all.
Something strange and uncontrollable in me had me smoothing her hair back from her face.
I cupped her cheek more gently than I was used to. These hands were better at violence.
“She’s ready for more lessons,” I half-panted to my colleagues, breaking Frankie’s gaze. “Which of you wants to take her mouth next?”
“I’d rather take her pussy,” Jonathan said bluntly, and I shook my head. He raised his eyebrow at me.
“Mouth first. Then, if she pleases us all the way she should, she gets our cocks.”
“Jesus, Alex, have you even let the girl come yet?” Devin asked, coming up behind Frankie to stroke her hair back from her face. When I shook my head, he swore. “Poor thing. What did she do that was so bad?”
“Tell them,” I ordered. This time, I met Frankie’s honey-warm gaze, and the fire in it…it could have knocked a lesser man over. But I wasn’t a lesser man, and I stared her down harder.
“Alex caught me in his room,” she started carefully. Then, knowing how this worked, she elaborated. “In his bed. And...I was touching myself.”
I could tell both of the other men felt as devastated by that thought as I’d been by the reality of it.
“Oh, naughty girl,” Devin practically purred. “You just wanted more of last night, didn’t you? Your poor pussy’s been neglected all this time, and now she knows what she’s made for?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she answered automatically.
My turn, for now, was over. It was Devin’s time to teach her exactly how to please him with her mouth.
