I grin but shake my head. It’s hard to do a deep dive on anyone that’s willing to pay to keep their secrets secret. We know Drew is holding back something, but he’s also assured us his secrets won’t hurt Sara.
For now, I’ll trust the guy because I’ve seen how he looks at her. And how she looks at him. He’s also had our backs through this whole thing with Tom.
“I like your dress, flower.” It’s time to turn the attention back on Sara.
“It’s very pretty.” She tries to look down but Dante hasn’t released her neck. His thumb strokes her thrumming pulse. Her hips shift on mine.
I slide my hands up her thighs before reaching for my belt. I undo it and draw it out of my pants. “Do you want to be used or participate?”
Sara lets out a little whimper.
“Finn could bind you, pip. Make you unable to stop us unless you say your word.” Dante tightens his fingers a little and Sara gasps. “Or we can make love to you softly and sweetly.”
“I’m still going to fuck you, trouble.” Wyatt lifts his glass to her in a mock toast before downing the remains.
“I’m willing to watch either way.” Drew smirks. “I can’t seem to resist participating though.”
“Sara doesn’t mind, do you, flower?” I wrap the belt around my hand and stroke the leather over her covered nipple.
She releases her breath in a shudder. Her darkened eyes capture mine. “What do you want to do with me?”
“So many things.” I set the belt down and flick open my pants before drawing down the zipper, grazing her pussy with the back of my knuckles.
Her breath catches in her throat, but she can’t lower her gaze to see what I’m doing. I release my cock and slide her over my bare skin.
She hisses at the contact. I usually love to tease, but with her wet heat against me, I can’t resist.
I grab her hips and shift so my cock notches at her entrance before sinking inside of her. Her mouth opens and her eyes close like she’s having a spiritual experience. Every moment with Sara is ethereal.
When she tries to roll her hips, I hold her still with my cock buried deep.
She whimpers and pulls at my hair.
I chuckle. “You haven’t told us what you want, flower. My cock needs this pussy, so I took it. Now you need to decide. Bound and used, or do you want your men to worship this body the way it deserves?”
“We can decide for you, trouble.” Wyatt straightens from the wall. “Personally, I want to fuck you hard, and while I love you, I don’t know that I can make love to you.”
I almost scoff. Wyatt hasn’t seen how he fucks Sara. Yes, sometimes he takes her hard, but there are these soft moments none of us can resist with her. She’ll take anything we give her. At some point, we’ll find her limits. But so far she’s willing to let us keep pushing them.
She bites her lip and her pussy clamps down around me. “Bind me, Finn.”
She tugs on my hair and I thrust up into her, making her moan softly like she’s nervous someone might hear.
“Take control of my pleasure and use me how you want to,” she whispers.
I smile and nod to Wyatt. He walks over to the bag and pulls out the ropes someone helpfully packed.
“I want to leave the dress on.” I slide my finger down the neckline, brushing the soft curves of her breasts. “Is that okay?”
She swallows and nods. Her cunt flutters around me.
“You think you can come from nothing but my cock buried in your pussy?” I arch an eyebrow at her. As easily as she comes, I wouldn’t be surprised. Dante releases her neck and stands.
“Maybe. Friction would be nice though.” Her fingers are tangled in my hair.
“Hmm.” I grab her hips and lift her with me as I stand, keeping my cock inside her.
She wraps around me, taking me deeper inside. My cock twitches, craving that friction she so desperately wants.