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Chapter 19

Henry

“He bought us a house?” I asked, staring after Jason and the big door he’d just closed. It looked hand-crafted and expensive, like the rest of the house.

Mari’s eyes widened. “An incredible house. Just how big is his trust fund?”

“Big,” I said, shaking my head. “And we need to chase him. He’s freaking out.” I took her hand and led her inside, where we found Jason staring out the living room windows at an incredible, sweeping view of the mountain valley. He was so fucking beautiful, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, the sun through the windows shining off the gold in his hair.

“Baby,” Mari whispered, and he spun around, looking a little sheepish.

“I’m sorry I stomped off. You like it?” he asked.

“It’s the most beautiful house we’ve ever seen,” I said, and Jason’s smile widened, a flush rising to his cheeks. “Show us around?” He nodded, the eagerness he’d shown in the car returning. He’d been so adorably excited in the car that I felt like an asshole for ruining it.

“Okay,” he whispered.

“We’re sorry we misunderstood,” Mari said. “But this is perfect. We want to move in with you. We’ve been discussing it for weeks.”

His smile now was blinding, and he got more and more excited as he showed us the things he liked about the house leading us through the first floor, which also contained a state-of-the-art kitchen, a dining area with a huge log slab table in it, an office and the garage and other auxiliary and storage spaces. After poking around in all the downstairs room, we went upstairs, where there were four bedrooms.

“Four?” I asked.

Jason’s cheeks flared red. “Um, in case we want kids. I kind of thought, well. Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself.”

“Thought what? You can tell us,” Mari said, laying a hand on his arm.”

“Well, Henry has his restaurant, and that’s important, and your career is important. So I would stay home with the kids. Take care of them and the house. Maybe I never found my dream career because I’m not supposed to have a career.”

Mari beamed, hugging him tightly. “That sounds lovely,” she whispered.

“Of course, we can work out the details when the time comes,” he blurted. “Right now, you need to see the main bedroom.” He led us to the end of the hall, and I realized that the biggest bedroom shared the same wall of windows that had stunned us in the living room. And because it was higher, the view was even better.

“That bed is huge,” Mari said, laughing and jumping on it, while I looked into the bathroom, which was clearly designed for sex, with a shower that could easily fit the three of us.

“No more fumbling around for the soap when we’re all in the shower,” I said, laughing. I stepped back out and frowned, realizing there was another room off to the side, sharing the big windows that looked out at the mountains.

“Holy shit,” I whispered, glancing back at Jason. What was meant to be an office or sitting room for the main bedroom was a half constructed sex dungeon, with a wall to hang all of our toys, a big toy chest, and a series of d-rings on the back wall and roof beam. I could imagine Jason chained to the wall as I whipped him, or hanging there, helpless and forced to watch as Mari and I had sex.

“It’s not furnished yet,” Jason said.

“You’d look so pretty in here,” I said, fingering the chains that were hanging from the back wall. “With your ass all red, your cock leaking.”

He smiled. “We don’t have the floggers yet, or the cuffs to bind me, but I impulse bought a sex swing.” He gestured to the corner, where an expensive-looking swing with a wide leather hammock and a pillow hung from chains that hooked to sturdy rings in the ceiling. Mari let out a little sound as she approached it. She bounced up and down, a gleeful expression on her face.

“I’ve always wanted to put Henry in one of these.”

“Me?” I yelped.

“Yep. My turn to be in charge,” she said, stepping forward and untangling the straps, a wicked smile on her face. I knew that damn smile. “Your turn to be in the middle.”

“Mari.”

“We’re going to reward Jason for being such a loving, caring good boy.” She walked over to him, kissing him, and he smiled.

“Reward me with what?” Jason asked.

“Anything your heart desires, sweet boy,” she said, and both of us saw the moment his eyes dropped to my ass.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

“You don’t have to,” Jason quickly said. “I just… want to know what it feels like to be inside you.” And he widened his big blue eyes at me in the way I could never resist. He was like a goddamn puppy with those big eyes manipulating with his obvious hope. An adorable one who wanted to fuck my ass. I blinked, imagining that big cock in me, stretching me more than anyone ever had.

Mari grinned, adjusting a few straps on the swing, then looked around and picked up a bottle of lube. “Strip, Henry.”

Jason was already out of his clothes. Had I zoned out for a moment? I shook my head and pulled off my jeans and t-shirt, then kicked my underwear aside, my cock springing to life as Mari guided me into the swing, positioning me on my back with my legs spread.

“This is nice. It even has a pillow.” The padded leather hammock was surprisingly comfortable.

“The better to torture you with, my love.” Mari walked her fingers down my stomach, tickling me a little, then teasing at my cock, making sure I was hard. Her fingers dipped down to my balls, tugging lightly on them, then lower.

“You gonna climb on, babe?” I asked, stroking my cock. “Ride me while he fucks me?”

She narrowed her eyes at me, reaching for the wrist straps and grabbing the hand that was on my cock. “No one gave you permission to touch,” she said, stretching my arms up and securing them. I was splayed out and helpless, just a toy for them to use. Fuck, why had I taunted her? They moved beside me, kissing each other while I hung suspended, trapped, unable to play with them. Mari ordered him to strip her, and he took his damn time, in the slowest, most sensual striptease I’d ever seen.

I struggled against my bindings, desperate to touch one of them, and finally got my wish when she bent over my stomach, resting her weight on me and gently kissing the tip of my cock. She moaned. I felt the vibration in her breath, and looked over and saw that Jason had thrust inside her, fucking her in long strokes while I lay helpless beneath them. She seemed intent on teasing my erection, peppering only the lightest kisses across my skin as he fucked her to a hard orgasm on top of me.

I forgot how much Mari got off on tying me up and teasing me.

She stood and kissed him, glancing over her shoulder at me as she stroked his throbbing cock and thanked him, making it clear he hadn’t come with her. Jason had become so disciplined in his months as our lover that he could hold back his release until ordered to come, and this was no different.

“Eat his ass, sweet boy.” Mari moved to stand over my face, her silky thighs against each ear. I was desperate for something, anything, and I stretched my tongue up and licked her. She moved down a little, pressing into my mouth.

“Fuck, yes, eat my pussy, please.” I did, licking her clit and tasting her sweet juices. She moaned softly, and I was almost too distracted to notice that Jason had kneeled between my thighs. Almost.

I groaned as his tongue darted out and licked my crack. His lips pressed against my asshole, and he pushed into my hole. It was perfect, firm and wet and gentle enough that the sensation of being stretched was pure pleasure.

“Oh god!” I cried out, my hips bucking up, trying to get closer to his mouth, but I couldn’t move. He backed off a little as Mari said something to him. I was too out of my mind to pay attention, my body quivering in the swing. And his finger pressed inside me.

Mari had pegged me and fingered me before, but I’d never taken anything the size of Jason’s cock, and he was gently working me open, stretching me and toying with my desires. Again, they both ignored my cock, and I ached with the need to be touched.

“Okay, baby, time to ride,” Mari said. Jason jerked away from my asshole, but she reached down and grabbed his dick. I watched as she lubed him up and pressed him against my hole, teasing me with his massive girth. I whimpered.

“Go slow,” I begged.

“Take all of him,” she murmured, and he drove forward, filling me, stretching me. He was so big that it seemed impossible.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, and she laughed, pushing him deeper, and suddenly, I wanted more. What had changed? Perhaps my body had adjusted to him. My hips rocked, trying to get closer to his cock, and he chuckled as he slid in further. I arched my back, not sure how to get more of him inside me.

Jason was inside me.

“I love you.” I met his eyes, and he smiled, pressing the last few inches in, and standing like that, his cock buried so deep in me.

“I love you too,” he said, and he started to move.

“Fuck, Jason. That feels amazing,” I panted, arching my back to meet his thrusts, my hands gripping the ropes holding me in place. Mari stepped back, and Jason leaned down and kissed me deeply, his hand sliding between us, rubbing my cock.

But then Mari was there, climbing on top of me, lowering herself down, and the sensation got so intense I thought I might black out. She faced Jason, and they started kissing passionately as they fucked me in a slow, sensual rhythm, and suddenly, I understood exactly why Jason liked to be treated like our fuck toy. It was incredibly hot to just watch while your body was used for pleasure.

Jason grabbed Mari’s ass, coaxing her to bounce on top of me, and I moaned as her pussy quivered around my shaft. His thrusts grew harder, more desperate, his body slapping into mine, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold on for long.

“Come, baby. Fill me up,” Mari breathed, leaning back and holding onto the swing’s chains, her breasts bouncing as she rode me harder. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I came hard, shuddering underneath her. She let out a delighted moan and climbed off of me, standing by Jason and kissing him passionately as he railed me hard. She was whispering instructions to him, but it was impossible to focus. The pressure building inside me was overwhelming, filling me with euphoria.

“Oh god, fuck me,” I groaned, my body shaking. Mari whispered for him to come, and he did, shouting as he unloaded deep inside me.

I had never felt so connected to him as I did when he was buried deep. That was unexpected, but I loved it. Loved them.

And I really loved this goddamn house. I could already imagine what our life here might be like.