Page 85 of Raise Me Up

When I get to the dimples in her lower back, I gather up the extra slack of the rope and thread it between her legs, resting it along one lip of her pretty cunt. Leaning over to kiss her shoulder, I pull the rope snug. She gasps, and I grin wickedly.

“Say the word and we stop.”

“Don’t stop,” she whispers.

I wind the rope around her left thigh and shin several times, securing them with knots in a bent position. I repeat the pattern on her other side, effectively keeping her face down, ass up.

“Come here, Beau,” I instruct.

He wastes no time moving behind us where he can better appreciate the view of the rope spreading her. Groaning, he squeezes his shaft. “Sometimes you scare me.”

I won’t disclose how many times I’ve practiced this. That I could knot him from head-to-toe and make him come so hard he blacks out. We’ll save that for another night.

Right now, an angel is begging to be ruined.

Stasi tries to wiggle as I flatten a palm on her back. “Are you ready to admit your mistake now?”

“Liam,” she pleads.

I slide my hand down the length of the rope to tease a finger over her clit. “I’m right here.”

She moans and tries to writhe in pleasure, but the tight knots keep her secured in place. Slowly, I circle her little bundle of nerves. She cries out.

“…misbehaved. I’m sorry. Liam…just…please…”

Hauling her up onto her knees, I kiss the hinge of her jaw.

“Beau. I want you to fuck her mouth.”

Beau groans. “Fuck,yes. Is that what you want, sweetheart? You want to suck me off?”

Her head bobs. “I want to.”

Cradling one side of her face, he steps in front of her and feeds her his cock. As she moans around him, his head drops back. “Fuck. You are so good to me. Just like that, baby. You’re doing so good.”

I could sit back and watch the show. I get off on denying myself pleasure while others chase it, knowing I’ll be the one to finish them off. To make their eyes roll back into their heads and their bodies go soft.

But I’m at my limit already.

Loosening the knots around Stasi’s legs, I keep only her wrists bound. “Tell me, angel. Do you want to be fucked from both ends? You want both of us to fill you up?”

She moans again around a mouthful of Beau. I smirk at the way Beau tenses up, then position myself closer behind her.

“Undo my belt,” I order.

Bound hands claw for me. Eventually, she gets my belt undone and works on the button and zipper. When she frees my cock, she pushes her ass toward me.

“Eager for something?” I taunt, smacking one round cheek.

Beau pulls his cock out. “Tell him, baby. Tell him what you want.”

“Oh,god,” she gasps. “You. Want you.”

He fills her mouth once more as I grab her hips and glide my cock through her slickness. Lining our bodies up, I thrust deep inside her, basking in her choked off sounds of pleasure.

I had planned on dragging this out, but the whimper of an animal outside my locked bedroom door has me suddenly remembering there’s a fucking dog running amok in my house, and that’s a bit of a concern for me.

I pound into her hard, using a hand in her hair to force her to swallow more of Beau’s length. Not once does she tap out, even when I pop her off his dick so she can gulp air.