“Not yet.” That was such a lie. All three of us knew it, too.
“Really? I bet you’re soaking through your panties. Did you wear the set I told you to?”
Of course I had. “Yes.”
“Take off your pants while you keep drawing us. I want to see your pussy and how fucking drenched you are for us, Blue.Now.”
Dammit. I tossed my sketch pad and pen to the side and unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them over my hips and legs quickly. I kicked them free as I spread my legs, showing Mateo proof that not only had I put on the cherry red lace panties he’d requested, they were in factwetfor him and Levi.
“You can’t see her, Levi, and it’s a shame. She’s got her legs spread for me. She’s wearing red lace panties, just like in the little fantasy you confessed to me the other night while I was fucking you.”
What?!I gasped, staring at the two of them in shock.
Levi moaned in response. His cock throbbed and dripped as he yanked against his cuffs.
“That’s right,” Mateo huffed. “Avery, pick up your pen and keep drawing. But keep those legs spread. I want to see your pussy while I fuck our man senseless.”
Fuck me. His demand only turned me on more. I grabbed my pen and sketch pad and kept my legs spread for him, my strokes shaky as my pen met the page again. I quickly sketched the two of them in their position, a quiet moan escaping as Mateo started to fuck Levi’s throat again.
“That’s it. Good boy. Fuck, you’re taking me so well.”
His thrusts turned into a consistent rhythm, music to my ears. Spit dripped down Levi’s chin, making more of a mess the longer Mateo took him.
I wanted to lick it all up.
I rolled my hips at that thought, sucking in another breath. I was so turned on, this was unbearable. I could barely focus. Could barely think.
Mateo dragged his cock back and circled behind Levi, uncuffing him quickly. He gave him a shove, pushing him down onto all fours. “Stay.”
“Yes, Sir,” Levi gasped.
Mateo released the leash and went back to the kink bag. I was eager to see what he pulled out next. I swallowed hard as I waited, my pen hovering above the page. He knelt down and pulled out a bottle of lube, a couple of condoms, and a leather flogger.
My heart skipped a beat. The scent of leather made my mouth water as he tossed it over his muscled shoulder and stood up. He turned, offering me a soft, knowing smile.
“I don’t know how much longer I’ll make it,” I rasped.
“Your role is the artist, isn’t it? Get all your material. We’ll have enough energy for you after, I promise.”
I believed him. I moaned and spread my legs further for him, enjoying the way his brows furrowed and eyes darkened.
“Okay, well, alternatively I drag you onto this mattress and we fuck you straight into it.”
I tipped my chin up. “What if I want to see how long you last? Huh? What then?”
“Oh god,” Levi snorted.
Mateo cocked his head and his expression damn near melted me into the floor. For a man I’d leaned on so much for comfort over the last couple years, there was a special sort of whiplash in feeling this sort of dominance from him.
I fucking loved it.
I knew I’d probably end up getting spanked now, but it was worth it.
Plus, I liked getting spanked. Win-win for me.
“I’ll come back to you later,” Mateo said.
“Is that a threat?”
