I won’t let Reece lay a hand on her, and he knows that, but something about her reaction earlier, both to him and to the couples putting on a public show, tells me this is just the kind of thing to push her to the next level.
“Would you look at how pretty that is, Reece?”
It’s the first time I’ve spoken his name, and my use of it is deliberate. I want her to picture two tall, powerful Doms standing over her nude body, both of us rock hard. She holds all the power, and the way she relaxes and pushes her ass out just a fraction more tells me she knows this.
“She’s fucking gorgeous.” Reece’s voice is rough and low. He might be an experienced Dom, but even he can see how beautiful, and unique this woman is in all her naked glory.
“And she’s learning to be a good little submissive. Presenting her tight little asshole and pussy to us like that.” I have to fight to maintain the composure in my voice, that’s how much this scene is affecting me. Blood hums through my veins, and I’m intoxicated by her.
“She looks good enough to eat,” he comments.
I glance over at him, and when I see a dark, hungry look in his eyes, I shoot him an evil glare. Dream on, fucker.
I walk closer to Brielle, leaning down beside her to stroke my fingertips lightly over her spine. “You’re doing beautifully,” I whisper.
Normally I wouldn’t dole out compliments just yet, but this isn’t her world. This is totally new for her, and she could easily pass for a pro with how well she’s handling this.
“Tell me how you feel.”
“Nervous,” she admits and then she adds softly, “Alive.”
“That’s perfect.” My fingertips follow the graceful curve of her spine, down to her ass. “Open for me just a little more. Ease your knees apart.”
She does, and when I lower my fingers to her sex, I find her soaking wet. I push one finger inside, loving the feel of her tight walls clinging to me.
“Damn, baby. This little pussy is drenched to perfection. You like having two Doms hard and aching at just the sight of you?”
She makes a small noise of pleasure and pushes her ass back to take my finger deeper.
“Greedy thing.” I remove my hand and spank her ass, giving her a sharp swat.
Brielle moans at the contact, but doesn’t even flinch.
She took her spanking so well, that I reward her with two fingers deep inside her.
I look at Reece, who looks beyond impressed at how well she’s doing. I told him training them was the fun part. Something tells me maybe now, he’ll believe me.
“Fucking hell, she looks tight,” he growls.
Pride blooms within me. “She is. Tightest pussy I’ve ever felt.” She fits around me perfectly as I pump in and out, and her hot cunt sucks at my fingers.
Little whimpering mewls escape her as if she’s trying to stay quiet but can’t hold back.
“Hmm. Should I let him have a taste?”
Brielle squeaks in surprise, her body flinching.
“Do you need to use your safe word, Brielle?”
“I…” She hesitates, breathing heavily. “Just you. Please.”
Of course I’ll be the only one tasting her. If another man licking her pussy while I watched was what she really wanted, I don’t know if I could deny her, but it pleases me immensely to hear her say we’re on the exact same page. It’ll be just us tonight. Which is exactly as it should be.
I continue my movements inside her, and I can feel her getting close. Knowing her body as well as I do, I can read all of her signs. “When you come, it’ll be for my eyes only,” I tell her.
“Yes, sir,” she says, grinding her ass back against me again.
Naughty thing. She’s trying to taunt me in front of Reece, topping from the bottom. And damn if she doesn’t have me wrapped around her little finger. I want nothing more than to let her explode all over my hand, but I force myself to stop and stand.
“I think it’s time to get down to business. On your feet, peach.”
Brielle rises to her knees first and gazes up at me. We’ve barely begun our scene, and already her eyes have that glassy, faraway look in them. She gets to her feet and stands before us, completely bare and unashamed. There’s no tremor in her stance, and her chin is lifted high. Knowing that she holds all the power in this exchange, she’s confident and calm. God, she’s grown so much since we began. It’s incredible.
Her gaze drops to the front of my pants and then swings over to Reece’s next.
Yes, you’ve brought two big men to their breaking point. Happy, sweetheart?
“Time to go, Reece,” I tell him. I needed to push Brielle completely out of her comfort zone tonight, and after I saw the way she reacted to the others at the club, I knew she was intrigued with the idea of being watched. But I never intended for him to actually participate. Her perfection is reserved for me alone.
Reece gives a tight nod, his eyes on Brielle. “You’re fucking gorgeous, angel. Enjoy the rest of your night at the club. If I can ever be of service, please let me know.”
Reece leaves, and then it’s just the two of us.
“Was that okay, peach?” It was a bold move on my part, calling for a mid-scene check-in. I need to know that she’s okay before we continue.
“I never expected it. It was…different.”
“And you’re ready to continue?”
“Yes.” There’s no hesitation, no question.