Natalie Acres by Sex Retreat

Author:Sex Retreat [Cowboy Sex 6]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781622426591
Publisher: Siren Publishing
Published: 2013-04-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Brock flattened his palms against her ears, guiding her up and down. Mashing his balls against her chin, he looked into those beautiful misty blue eyes, seeing her determination, realizing she was set on watching the pleasure she brought him as he approached the finale.

He clenched his ass and ground against her throat, fucking her face as if he’d never had the glorious opportunity before. She suckled and teased him, but when she tightened those lips around his shaft, he was finished.

Grabbing her by the hair of the head, he watched her lips part and surged between them again, tapping her tonsils, stroking for tremendous satisfaction.

“Oh fuck,” he rasped, swallowing again and again as his mouth dried and hers filled with his cum.

She sucked him dry and licked him clean, nuzzling him as she doused her lips in his release, humming against him until he’d given her all he had to give.

Trixie rose to her elbows. He backed away from the counter, leaving her with a simple kiss on her forehead before going to the bathroom to clean himself.

When Brock returned, he was in for quite a surprise.

At the far end of the room, behind a door they’d never exposed to Trixie before, Mitch had unveiled the dark chamber, the room they’d used many moons ago, a room they’d never shown to Trixie when she’d worked at the camp.

There were secrets there, erotic tales, and some of the darkest of events had taken place there under Mitch’s careful supervision.

“I didn’t agree to this,” Brock said, searching Trixie’s eyes for any sign of objection.

“She did,” Rory told him, acting as if he had no qualms about participating.

“Mitch, I think we need to talk about this.”

“We can,” he said, leading Trixie to the center of the room. “Let me get Trixie situated first.”

“You heard the man,” Rory said, a spark of curiosity in his expression.

“Are you okay, sub?” Mitch asked, placing her in the area once dubbed the circle of desire.

“I’m fine, Dom,” she replied, looking up at the metal bar attached to a chain-link rope.

Mitch pulled the bar down from the ceiling. “Drape your arms over the middle.”

Trixie complied. She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t complain. She didn’t question any of it.

“Trixie, honey, if this isn’t what you want, you say the word,” Brock said, realizing he was breaking his own rules, the guidelines he’d decided to adhere to when he’d reached the decision to fully embrace the lifestyle once more.

“I’m fine, Sir,” she assured him. Her eyes were heavy with desire. The new lust shaded them a more pristine blue.

Rory joined Mitch and helped him hold the bar steady. Dressed only in a pale pink cami now, Trixie twisted and turned as they secured the handcuffs on her wrists and ran a harness underneath her, a leather strap dividing her legs.

Rory stood in front of her. Mitch fiddled with the thick leather strap then cursed under his breath.

Trixie lifted her brows. “The ginger needs to be removed.”

“I’ll decide when,” Mitch snapped.

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