Crime & Punishment 2: Master Delacroix (22 page)

Nathan chuckled. “True, but I didn’t have to read your thoughts to know the wheels in your head are turning over something. When you’re thinking hard, you have a very specific expression on your face.”

She tilted her head, surprised. “Really?”

“Yes,” Josh replied. “You look worried.”

She glanced over at Josh. “Is that a Dom thing or an FBI thing?”

“The Dom thing came first. I think that’s what makes me a good FBI agent. I can tell when you’re lying.”

“Have you ever been wrong?” she asked.

One side of Josh’s lips lifted in a slight grin. “I don’t recall.”

Nathan chuckled. “We’ve all been wrong, pet. Even me.”

She turned back to Nathan. “You? Wrong? Surely you jest.”

“I jest not,” he teased. “Even with my ability, I’ve read people wrong. Especially in the beginning. Something like this is like riding a bike. It takes practice.”

Daniel turned the music up, filling the room with the sultry, sexy sound.

“Dance for us,” Nathan said.

She blinked. “Dance?”

Nathan set his elbow in the arm of the chair and ran his fingers over the thick stubble that covered his jaw. “You’re not supposed to question your Dom, pet.”

Memories of how that stubble felt against her skin worked its way through her mind, warming her flesh.

“You just want me to dance?” she asked as she slowly moved her hips to the music.

“And strip.”

She stopped and stared at him with what she was sure had to be a horrified expression. Strip? She didn’t know how to be a stripper. Could she do that and be sexy?

“Just go with it. Close your eyes and feel the music. Your body will take over.”

NATHAN WATCHED WITH barely contained amusement as her whole body flushed pink. She was so damn cute, but it was also obvious she wasn’t used to this sort of stuff. Being a sexy stripper was apparently out of her comfort zone. Nathan liked pushing women past their comfort zones, especially if he knew they could handle it. Connelly could handle this, and if his instincts were right, she would be good at it. Once she let herself go.

She lifted trembling fingers to the buttons of her white top and began to slowly undo them. She was stiff and nervous, making Nathan grin slightly. He stood and walked over to her. Josh propped his hip on the arm of the couch while Daniel moved to stand behind it. She flicked her gaze to them warily, then shifted it to Nathan as he moved to stand behind her.

“What are you—” she started.

Nathan put his hands on her hips. “Shh,” he replied. “Close your eyes.”

She drew in a slow, deep breath, then let her eyes flutter closed. Her dark lashes brushed against her fair cheeks. He was unable to resist the urge to bend down and place a kiss on those pink cheeks. She tilted her head toward his lips, and her soft intake of breath made his balls tighten.

Pulling her hips back against his, he began to move them both to the music. The corner of her lips twitched, morphing into a tiny smile. She had begun to relax.

“Just go with the music,” he whispered. “And strip. Slowly. Tease us.”

“I’m not very good at being sexy,” she murmured.

“You are, pet. More than you realize.” He slapped his hand hard across her hip. She yelped but kept her eyes closed. “Now do it.”

“Bossy,” she grumbled.

Nathan slapped her again, and this time she hissed at the warmth that traveled up her spine.

“Do what I said and make your Dom happy, or I’ll give you a spanking you won’t soon forget.”

She swallowed, and he grinned wickedly as he stepped away. He loved that sudden look of unease that came over a sub’s face whenever he gave them a warning. He could feel her nervousness, her trepidation, but at the same time, her rising desire. Those two taps on her ass had turned her on.

He dropped back into the chair and watched as Connelly began to awkwardly move to the music. She sighed and stopped. Nathan watched as she tilted her head in thought, her eyes still closed, and listened to the music. Her hips moved first, swaying to the beat; then the rest of her body followed suit. The more she moved, the more comfortable she became.

She raised her hands and worked the buttons loose on her top. One by one they popped free, exposing her pink lace bra beneath. Connelly had an amazingly toned body. She worked out and took care of herself, which was something Nathan found incredibly attractive. He never understood why women let themselves go.

Connelly slipped the shirt off her shoulders, then tossed it toward Josh. Chuckling, Josh caught it in midflight and lifted it to his nose, inhaling her scent. With a wicked grin, Connelly turned her back toward them and slowly slid her bra straps off her shoulders.

Nathan’s lips, as well as cock, twitched as he watched her tease the three of them. Now that she’d relaxed, she was having fun. Her bra came off next, and Nathan couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts. They bounced gently as she moved, and her pink nipples hardened under his stare.

“I know what those need,” he murmured.

He walked over to the bookshelf and pulled down the bag he’d set there earlier. At her surprised eyebrow raise, it was obvious she hadn’t known it was there.

“Keep dancing,” he said as he reached into the bag and pulled out two nipple clamps with a clit clamp dangling between them.

Oh, she was going to love this.

He strolled toward her, and she spun to face him.

“Lift your arms, pet,” he whispered.

She did as he commanded. The movement lifted her breasts higher. Nathan couldn’t resist one taste, so he leaned down and sucked hard on the tip. Connelly gasped and arched her back slightly, forcing her breasts against his face. Nathan pulled away and placed the clamp on her wet bud.

She winced but didn’t move. He repeated the process on the other one, leaving the clit clamp dangling against her stomach.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“That is for when you’re completely naked. Back to stripping.”

He returned to his seat so he could continue watching the show.

CONNELLY WAS SO hot at the moment she’d swear if one of them touched her, she’d go off like a rocket. She could feel the moisture between her legs, the throbbing of her channel in anticipation of a thick cock filling it. At the moment she wasn’t sure she cared which one, either.

The clamps pinched her nipples, making them burn. Her breasts were heavy and thick, aching for a firm hand to squeeze them. She lowered her arms and let her hips move to the music that continued to fill the room. Candlelight flickered across the walls and floors, reflecting against the now dark windows.

She reached for the button at the waistband of her jeans and popped it free. Her fingers shook as she lowered the zipper. Every move seemed to turn her on more. She’d never imagined dancing could be so erotic for her.

With her thumbs under the band of her jeans, she pushed them over her hips. As she came back up, kicking her jeans aside, she let her hands slowly move along her thighs and over her ass. Turning, she gave them a nice view of her backside before bending over and touching her toes. As she straightened, she let her hands linger over her pussy and watched for Nathan’s reaction over her shoulder.

He didn’t disappoint. His eyes practically glowed with lust, which served to heighten her own. Nathan pushed out of his chair and walked over. Connelly turned to face him, but he grabbed her arm and turned around so that her back was to his chest. He cupped her mound, and she moaned aloud, moving herself against his fingers.

“Damn, that’s hot,” Josh murmured.

Nathan stroked his fingers through the cream coating her pussy, separating her labia and exposing her clit. The cool air of the room washed over her, making her shiver in his arms.

With his free hand, he grabbed the clamp that dangled from her nipples. Connelly tensed, knowing instantly what he planned to do with it.

“Wait,” she whispered.

“No,” Nathan said as he placed the clamp over her clit.

Connelly shuddered as the metal bit almost painfully into her clit. Nathan moved his hand around and thrust two fingers into her pussy from behind. The feeling of impalement coupled with the biting into her clit nearly sent her over the edge. She panted, fighting her rising orgasm.

“Do not come, sub,” Nathan demanded.

She swallowed and drew in a slow, calming breath that barely helped. To her disappointment, Nathan removed his fingers and smeared her cream between the cheeks of her ass, making her wiggle against him in invitation.

“My, my,” Nathan purred. “Someone is incredibly wet.”

Me, me. Oh, definitely me.

“Continue,” he commanded, punctuated by a slap of his palm against her ass cheek.

Connelly squeaked before glaring at him over her shoulder.

He wagged a finger. “Careful, pet.”

“Or what?” she taunted.

With a wicked grin, Nathan reached into the bag, this time pulling out a long, thick anal plug and a tube of lubricant. Connelly’s eyes widened while at the same time her whole body warmed with excitement. God, she was so damn sick.

“This is ‘or what,’” he said as he stalked toward her.

Connelly took a step back, then froze at Nathan’s raised eyebrow. “Turn around and bend over,” he commanded.

She glanced over her shoulder and saw Josh on the arm of the couch grinning up at her. If she bent over, she’d be facedown on his lap.

“Now, sub,” Nathan said in that dark voice she didn’t dare disobey.

Chapter Twenty-Two

With a defiant tilt to her chin, she turned and bent forward, placing her hands on Josh’s strong thighs. He winked as her heart skipped a beat at the sparkle of mischief and desire in his gaze. It made for one heady combination. For a split second, she felt a pang of guilt for her attraction to Josh. Should she feel this when Nathan was who she really wanted?

Speaking of the sexy Dom… Nathan gripped her ass and gave it a harsh squeeze before pushing her forward slightly. She winced and turned her head to look at him over her shoulder.

He swatted her behind hard. “I didn’t tell you to turn around.”

She swallowed and faced Josh’s crotch again.

“Give her something to do, Josh,” Nathan said.

Josh unzipped his pants. “Take my cock out and lick it.”

“She doesn’t like forced gagging, Josh, so no shoving it down her throat,” Nathan murmured as he slowly spread cold gel around her anal opening, making Connelly shiver in delight.

“Understood,” Josh said as he spread his zipper, exposing his long, thick cock.

“No underwear?” she asked as she tentatively reached out to touch the velvety rod.

“No. We knew what was coming. Be thankful we weren’t out here naked.”

Connelly’s lips twitched, but her amusement faded the second she felt Nathan place the head of the cold, wet plug at her tight, very tiny entrance. She tensed instantly. Nathan swatted her on the cheek of her ass. The stinging burn traveled from her skin straight to her pussy.

“If will hurt less if you relax, pet. But then I’m a sadist, so what do I care?” With that dark, erotic comment, Nathan pressed the toy deep with one push. The burning of the toy as it stretched her sent heat through her veins and made her heart pound in a wild, erratic rhythm that had her panting.

“Hurt, pet?” Nathan purred.

No more than she could handle, but she twisted her neck to glare at him anyway. “Sick sadist,” she snarled.

Nathan snorted and leaned down to place a soft kiss at the small of her back. To say the man was a contradiction was an understatement. Shoving dildos in hard enough to hurt one second, then kissing her gently. His constant shifting back and forth left her feeling dizzy and incredibly turned on.

“You haven’t seen anything yet…pet,” he said with a wicked grin. “Now lick his cock like a good little sub while Daniel and I undress.”

Josh handed her an open condom package, and she instantly understood he wanted her to slide it onto him. She removed the rubber and placed it just inside her mouth, then leaned forward and covered the tip of his cock with her lips. Forcing her mouth down as far as she could, she slid the condom into place.

Josh hummed his approval. His fingers tightened in her hair, but he didn’t press her head farther down. At that moment, she was grateful for Nathan’s warning. Having a man who could read your mind was turning out to be a very good asset.

She used her hand to slide the condom the rest of the way down, while at the same time, she slowly licked her tongue around the tip. She sensed someone come up behind her. He smoothed his palm over her ass, making goose bumps rise along her flesh.

“I like the look of your ass,” Nathan murmured. “Nice and firm, and it looks exceptionally fuckable with that dildo sticking in it. This is going to stretch you nicely so Josh can slide his cock into you. Then you’ll get me here,” he added as he thrust two fingers into her wet pussy.

Connelly moaned around Josh’s cock at the feel of Nathan’s fingers sliding in and out of her tight channel. With the toy in her ass, his fingers felt huge. Would she be able to take Nathan’s cock?

“What about Daniel?” she asked breathlessly.

Nathan removed his fingers, and she made a low sound of disappointment.

“Between your lips, sweetheart,” Daniel said as he moved to stand behind Josh, his gaze on Connelly’s mouth as she once again engulfed the tip of Josh’s cock. “And I’m looking forward to it.”

To Connelly’s surprise, so was she. The thought of pleasuring all three of them or all three of them pleasuring her had her so turned on begging entered her mind more than once.

Suddenly, the toy in her ass seemed to grow, and she squealed as it stretched her even wider. “Surprise,” Nathan purred.

“Oh, God,” she murmured as panic began to close in around her. The toy stopped growing, and she drew in a deep, calming breath. “What the hell was that?”

“I just stretched you to Josh’s size. Now stand straight.”

Connelly slowly pushed upright and cringed as the change in position settled the toy even deeper. Daniel stood behind the couch, his cock and hips hidden by the back of it, but she had an excellent view of his strong chest and washboard abs. He hadn’t looked quite that big in clothes. Nathan was bigger, though, and to her, more handsome, despite the fact they were identical.