Cuffed for Pleasure (4 page)

She nodded her head and leaned in to kiss him softly on the cheek. “If I thought any differently, I wouldn’t be here. But I need to ask one thing.”

He tensed, but nodded. “Anything.”

“I don’t want to make any false assumptions, so I’m just going to ask. I’m hoping whatever happens here, between us, all of us, stays here. I don’t care if people gossip. It happens. But I don’t want them to know what we do because someone shared too much.”

Tanner was speechless for a moment. He’d been planning on having the exact same talk with her at dinner. He and Mitch had discussed how to approach the subject of how crucial it was to be discreet. Obviously, Mandy was on the same page they were. “We were hoping you’d feel that way.”

She nodded. “I was hoping you would as well. I’m guessing you speak for all three of you?”

“We’re used to the rumors around town, though Dylan generally gets left out of them. Probably because he’s rarely in town anymore. He goes to work and comes home. People will always find something to gossip about if they want to.”

“I’ve never cared that much about gossip. If they’re talking about me, then maybe they’re leaving someone else alone. I’m a big girl. I can handle it. Someone else might not be so strong.”

“Nicely put.” He held his hand out to her and loved the way she slid her hand into his. He linked his fingers through hers and tugged her towards the front door, where Mitch already stood waiting for them. It had been too long since something felt this right.

“I see you made it,” Mitch said as he held the door open for them.

Tanner saw the question in his friend’s eyes when he took in the overnight bag. All he could do was grin.

Mitch cleared his throat. “You look beautiful.”

Tanner held back his smart-ass reply when he saw Mandy light up.

“Thank you.” Her voice was a husky whisper that wrapped around his dick and had it straining against his suddenly too tight zipper.

He’d make it through dinner if it killed him. But he had never been so ready for dessert.

* * * *

Mandy caught her breath as Mitch leaned in to kiss her cheek. She was doing this. Really doing this. She was crazy. Stupid. And a million other things, but before the night was over, she’d also be a well-sated woman. Oh my God, was she really doing this?

“Well, hello there.”

A new voice brought her head up, and she found her gaze locked on a vision of sheer masculinity.
This must be Dylan. Please, let this be Dylan
. He was tall with dark black hair that hung to his shoulders. She could see the blue of his eyes, a deep dark color. And there was no missing the desire in them as he looked at her. She watched him take in the bag Tanner still held and the way his eyelids lowered and his nostrils flared.

“Hello, you must be Dylan.”
Please, please, please!

His smile was slow as was his walk when he crossed the space between them. Where Mitch had kissed her softly on the cheek, as if he were afraid of scaring her, Dylan showed no such restraint. He stopped in front of her and pulled her against his chest, lifting her to her toes as he lowered his head to meet her lips. His teeth nipped her bottom lip, and at her gasp, his tongue delved inside. He consumed her. There was no other word for his kiss. He owned her in that moment, and he knew it.

When he released her, she was a panting mess. She could feel her nipples straining against her lacey bra, and they only hardened further when all three men dropped their gazes to watch them. Her panties were soaked, and her pussy was clenching on air, as it demanded to be filled.

Mitch was the one who reached out and ran his fingertip over one hard bud before pinching it between his thumb and finger. She caught her breath and moaned out loud. She felt that pinch all the way down to her clit. It made her want more. Now.

“How hungry are you?” Mitch asked.

“Starved.”

He pulled his hand away, and they all seemed to back off from her. They were willing to wait. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to get down to the real reason they were all together, and it wasn’t for whatever Mitch had cooked. It was for sex. This was her ultimate fantasy come to life. Three men all for her. And they were gorgeous to boot. How could something this right be wrong? It couldn’t as far as she was concerned. She was shutting down anything that wasn’t for her diving into this moment.

She leaned into Mitch and felt Tanner behind her. She let her purse drop to the floor. She reached out one hand to touch the obvious bulge in Mitch’s jeans, while with her other hand she easily found Tanner’s rock hard cock where it strained against his zipper. She let her gaze rake over Dylan’s bulge and met his eyes. “Absolutely starved.”

There was no way they could miss her meaning. She wanted them. They wanted her. She didn’t want to wait. There would be time to eat later. Much later, hopefully.

She felt Tanner’s hands slide to the hem of her dress. Then he was tugging it up and over her head. She lifted her arms to help him and found herself quickly in her underwear and strappy sandals. She felt devoured by their eyes. She longed to be devoured by their mouths. They stood unmoving for what felt like a long moment, but was probably closer to seconds before all three men moved.

Dylan pulled his shirt over his head while Mitch reached for his zipper. But before she had time to take in the fact they were stripping, Tanner had her up in his arms and was moving quickly through the house. Everything was a blur as he moved, and she wrapped her arms around his neck to anchor herself, though, she doubted he’d drop her.

She easily recalled the feel of his tongue on her neck and decided to return the favor. Leaning her head into him, she flicked her tongue out to trace a line up his neck to his earlobe. She nipped it with her teeth before sucking it softly. Then she traced the line of his jaw, switching between nipping, licking, and sucking. She hoped he was thinking of her doing the same to his cock. She certainly was.

He lowered her to sit on a bed and stepped back. He was breathing heavy as he tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Her gaze darted around the room. She saw a door ajar that was obviously a bathroom. Good to know where that was. The bed was massive, easily able to hold them all as far as she was concerned. There wasn’t much else in the room, furniture wise, just a table on each side and a big dresser with a huge mirror straight across from the bed. She automatically glanced at the ceiling and wasn’t sure if she was happy or disappointed when there was no mirror there.

Movement caught her gaze, and she held her breath when Mitch and Dylan entered the room. Both had stripped down to their briefs, and as Tanner kicked free of his pants, they all stood before her with nothing, but tight boxer briefs between her and their straining cocks. She licked her lips with anticipation.

Masculine groans filled the air, and she actually saw their cocks twitch. She’d never felt so powerful.

Tanner was the first to move. “I’ll let you two fight over who gets to fill those lush lips first. I’ve been dreaming of coconut cream pie since I picked her up.”

She could feel the blush stain her cheeks as he walked towards her. She’d never been so happy over her shampoo choice. He stopped when his knees hit the edge of the mattress. She looked up at him and felt singed by the heat in his eyes.

“Lie back, baby, and let me get those panties off of you. I’m dying to taste your cream.”

Chapter Four

Mandy leaned back on her elbows and extended her legs straight out in front of her. Tanner ran his hands up the outside until he reached her hips and the top edge of her panties. His touch was soft as he grasped the material between his fingers and began to pull it down. She braced on her elbows and lifted to help him ease her panties down over her ass.

When they cleared her feet, he pulled the scrap of material to his nose and inhaled deeply. Mandy moaned as his eyes filled with lust and hunger. For her. All for her. She licked her lips again. He tossed the material, and she saw a hand reach out and grab it, but she couldn’t move her gaze from Tanner to see who had them now.

Tanner ran his hands along the arch of her feet, making her toes curl before circling his fingers around her ankles. He gave her a jerk that had her landing flat on her back. Then he began pulling her to him. She looked down her body and saw him get to his knees on the floor. He spread her legs around him, so when her ass hit the end of the mattress, she was wide open to his gaze.

His head dipped and she groaned as he ran his tongue up the inside of her thigh. She squirmed and wiggled, unable to remain still.

“One of you want to give her something to focus on while I enjoy my dessert?” He traced his tongue along the crease where her hip joined her leg, and his hot breath fanned her pussy. “Ummmm, coconut.”

The bed shifted beside her as Dylan and Mitch joined them. Both men had stripped their briefs off and hard cocks bobbed on either side of her head. She moaned and licked her lips. Dylan’s was obviously thicker, but Mitch had more length and a wicked curve that promised he’d hit her hot spot with every thrust.

“Lady’s choice,” Dylan murmured as he grasped his shaft and stroked it.

Her gaze bounced over to Mitch and watched him treat his cock to the same.

She wanted them both. She reached a hand blindly behind her, snagging a pillow and pulling it down to lift her head. Settling back down, she reached a hand out to each of them and let her fingers slide over theirs. Both men groaned as she mimicked their movements and let her palm glide along their velvet shafts. She slipped her hands underneath to play over their taut ball sacs before trailing back over their grips to brush her thumbs over the broad heads. She wanted to taste them both.

“Fuck, yeah,” Mitch groaned.

“Fuck.” Dylan clenched his teeth and looked down at where her fingers covered his.

She pulled softly on each of them, encouraging them to lean closer, so she had better access to their straining cocks. They both placed a hand on the bed above her head and shifted their hips in, so their cocks filled the space just before her mouth.

She leaned up a bit and slid her tongue over Dylan. He jerked and moaned.

“That’s it. Suck my dick.”

She traced over his head, rubbing her tongue in the notch where the head met his shaft. He had a bit of a mushroom shape to him, but not much. His shaft was almost the exact circumference as the head, making him thick all over. She tongued over him, thoroughly tasting him before pulling back.

She turned to Mitch.

“Hell, yeah. I get my turn with those lush lips too. I’m betting I’ll be your favorite treat.” His cock was already wet with pre-cum.

She licked over him, taking his cream into her mouth. She moaned at how good he tasted. She loved the curve of him, couldn’t wait to feel that fucking deep inside her pussy. His shaft was slightly bigger around than the head, and she could already imagine how good that would penetrate her. She wrapped her lips around his cockhead and sucked.

Mitch groaned and she could sense how tightly he held himself in check. She moved her mouth on him, lifting her hand to grip Dylan again and stroke his shaft in a firm grip. She sucked more of Mitch into her mouth, encouraging him to fuck into her. His taste was unbelievable—slightly salty with a hint of musk and spice. He was so right about becoming a favorite treat.

Tanner chose that moment to finally kiss her clit. He jabbed it with his tongue then wrapped his lips around it and gave it a not so gentle suck. She cried out, releasing Mitch’s cock from her mouth as she pushed her hips up at Tanner’s mouth. That was all Tanner needed to start eating her pussy in earnest.

“He’s always favored anything coconut.” Mitch shared with her.

“I suddenly have a craving for it myself.” Dylan’s eyes were watching Tanner eat her pussy, and she could see how much he wanted to taste her too.

One of Tanner’s hands held her lips open while the other took over playing with her clit. His mouth had moved to her opening, and his tongue fucked her, flicking and licking inside her.

“That pie taste as good as it looks?” Mitch asked with a groan.

Tanner just moaned his answer against her flesh.

She was panting. Her hands stroked the cocks in front of her. She licked her tongue out, managing to glide over the top of both Mitch’s and Dylan’s cocks. Her body was screaming with sensation. And she wanted more. So much more.

She gasped as Mitch and Dylan both found her nipples through the lace of her bra and began playing with them. They pinched and tugged the hard buds, sending jolts of heat sizzling over her abdomen to her clit. Tanner was busy there, pressing his thumb repeatedly over the rigid bundle of nerves. She was so close to coming. And it was going to feel so much better than the last few vibrator induced orgasms.

“You have the most incredible tits I’ve ever seen,” Dylan told her. He deserved a reward for that.

She turned and sucked hungrily on his cock. She worked her lips and tongue up and down rapidly. Fucking him in and out of her mouth.

“I’ve always been a sucker for a beautiful face,” Mitch said. “And I’ve never seen anyone look better than you do. Especially with your lips wrapped around a cock. Though I’d prefer it to be mine.”

She pulled off Dylan’s cock and turned to Mitch. She gave him the same treatment before moving once more to Dylan. She went back and forth between them, showing them how much she enjoyed sucking their cocks. She was hungry. She always had this problem. The closer she was to orgasm the hotter she got. Her first orgasm was usually just a primer for her, leaving her wanting more. Unfortunately, most men were done at that point. But she had three this time. She didn’t think they’d leave her unsatisfied or wanting more.

“Fuck yes,” she cried out as Tanner plunged a finger deep into her pussy and moved his mouth to take over for his thumb on her clit. “Both.” She made the demand and watched as Mitch and Dylan realized what she was after.

“Fuck yeah,” Tanner groaned. “Take both of them in your mouth.”