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She nodded obediently and went back to work until drool pooled out of the sides of her mouth and her eyes burned with unshed tears. Then it happened: she felt the hot spurt of cum fill her mouth and heard Aaron’s shout of pleasure.

That was the moment the tears began to fall—happy, overstimulated, amazed tears. She drank his cum, swallowing every drop. Then she met his eyes, smiling coyly and licking her lips.

“Damn, baby,” he grunted, his eyes sparkling at her. “You’re gonna get me addicted to that mouth.”

Before she could answer, she felt Chandler reach around and twist her nipple in his hot, strong fingers. It should have hurt. Her brain knew this, but delicious, shivery pleasure moved across her body, raising goosebumps.

Then she saw Aaron kneel before her and he was taking her other nipple inside his mouth.

It was incredible. It was the most delicious feeling she’d ever experienced—his wicked mouth, both hot and cool at the same time, somehow, along with the pulling, twisting sensation of Chandler’s fingers, and then his cock, buried deep inside her…

She closed her eyes and threw her head back, so wrapped up in ecstasy she never wanted it to end. Without being aware of it, her fingers began to move down—

Her hand was promptly smacked, making her eyes snap open wide. “Hey, what was that for?”

Aaron’s eyes were glittering at her, dark and formidable. “You don’t come with your own fingers, especially not right in front of us. I think this calls for more punishment.”

“What?” she squeaked out, partly from his pronouncement and partly from the loss of Chandler’s cock as he pulled out. “Wait… I’m sorry!”

“It’s too late for ‘sorry,’” Aaron informed her as he walked away.

“Let’s go,” Chandler ordered, giving her bottom a firm swat.

It didn’t hurt so much as it kept the fire burning in her rear. She yelped and hurried to follow Aaron. When she walked into the bedroom, blinking in the sudden darkness, it was a couple of moments before her eyes adjusted and she saw him.

Aaron knew the exact moment she did, because she gasped, and the smile he wore grew.

“What? But—”

“No buts, either,” Chandler informed her from behind, his voice silky smooth. Then without another word, he walked over to the bed and climbed on top of the sheets, his cock standing straight up and harder than ever.

She turned to Aaron who had taken the belt out of his pants and was standing with it double-folded and giving her the most horrible, deliciously wicked smile. It did things to her, that smile. Her bottom was crawling, but her pussy was clenching, too. She was so damn confused.

But when Aaron pointed, directing her onto the bed, she didn’t hesitate.

She climbed atop Chandler, gazing down at his ruggedly handsome face. “Hey,” she whispered.

“Hey,” he returned, before he put his hands on her hips, holding her firmly before he lifted her and speared her with his cock.

Chyanne gasped from the sensation. Just as it had before, it filled her to the brim and was almost too much to take. But as she gazed down at him, a smile flickered across her face and her arousal grew. As her pussy clenched his cock, it felt even better this time. “I think I’m in trouble.”

“Yes,” he growled. “You are.”

The words sent an electric thrill through her, and her pussy gripped his cock tighter.

“Now, ride me.”

Ride? Well, she knew how to do that, far better than most, in fact. So she began to move her hips, sliding up and down his shaft. But then she heard the whistle of the belt as it was whipped through the air. Then a hot, burning line of pain burst across her bottom.

“Wha—” She turned her head to gape at Aaron, but before she could even catch sight of him, she felt strong fingers capture her chin.

“Don’t,” Chandler ordered, his gaze hot and stern on hers. “Focus on me and me only, and take your whippin’ like a good girl.”

Chyanne whimpered, but what could she do? She had no choice but to obey. She focused on Chandler and his cock inside her, moving up and down. She never knew when another punishing bite of the belt would come, and the air was charged with tension.

But somehow, it heightened the excitement, too.

Think about his cock. Instantly, she was distracted from other thoughts. Chandler’s cock felt amazing inside of her, stretching her beyond anything she’d ever experienced, and yet, as she rocked her hips and her pussy clenched his cock, she wanted to keep him inside her forever.