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her cheeks so his tongue could rim her.
She squirmed at the strange feeling, thinking she should be disgusted but not managing to summon
anything but pleasure. Oh God, they were turning her into a depraved wanton. TJ s fingers tapped her
inner thighs.
Spread your legs, baby.
She did, sucking in a breath when two lean fingers speared into her core.
You re wet, Chris.
Well, duh. She swallowed and laid her head on Jon s chest. He rubbed her back and held her still for
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the fingered assault on her pussy and the tonguing of her tiny opening farther back.
After stripping her shirt off, Jon added his fingers between her legs, rubbing a slow circle around her
exposed clit.
Shit. She bit her lip and her knees sagged. After these last few days they were experts at playing her
body.
Uh-uh, sugar. Not yet. We have a little business to attend to first.
What? She came out of her stupor to see a gleam in Jon s eye. What the hell?
TJ s clothes brushed up her naked skin, chilling her. He nibbled on her ear. What were you thinking
taunting Carter like that? His hands slid up her sides to return to her nipples, giving them a tug and nearly
causing her to sink to the floor.
She shook her head. What did you want me to do, cower?
Yes, they both said emphatically.
Jon sighed. We want you to be safe, not put yourself in the direct line of fire. Didn t you see the gun?
No, I was too busy dodging the flying iron table and chairs and dishes. And then he pissed me off by
calling me a whore.
TJ turned her face to his with his thumb under her chin. You are not a whore. His mouth wandered
from her lips, over to her ear, down her jaw to the crook of her shoulder and neck. Chris tilted her head
to give him better access. All the same, you need to be spanked.
For what? she breathed, not really caring when Jon s lips surrounded one of her nipples and tugged it
into his mouth.
Somehow they managed to move across the floor, all while tangled together, kisses still being applied.
When they reached the couch, Chris was turned so her belly rested along the back. TJ stalked around to
the front and climbed onto the cushions on his knees, his gaze never leaving hers. His fingers went to the
buttons of his fly. Chris dropped her stare to watch each button push through its hole in slow motion.
His cock long, thick and looking painfully hard thrust out when he pulled it from his boxers. She
licked her lips.
Yeah, baby, get those lips wet. TJ fisted his erection and stroked it from base to tip.
A hand in the middle of her back bent her over the couch so her head hung above the chaise part of the
three-part monstrosity. His calloused hands smoothed over her buttocks and hips, paying special
attention to the humongous bruise blooming to life.
Does this hurt, sugar?
She gulped. No. She had a feeling her ass was going to burn like hell in a minute and cover up any hurt
she might feel anyway. So why wasn t she protesting and running screaming from their house?
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Jon chuckled. When she felt him next, he was naked. His cock prodded her slick entrance when he
parted her thighs. It felt so good. She caught herself with her hands on the couch to keep from falling
headfirst. And still, TJ s hand worked his length. He moved closer, first kneeling on the chaise, then
working his legs out in front of him so he was spread eagle, one leg draped over either side of the chaise.
He helped her balance herself by putting her hands next to his thighs. His penis saluted her not five inches
from her face, its head shiny with pre-come.
Now she knew why they d chosen this position.
A sharp slap resonated in the otherwise silent room a split second before the pain radiated through her
bottom.
Fuck. I wasn t ready, she cried, looking over her shoulder at the deviant grinning behind her.
And your point is? Jon caressed the heat blossoming over her left butt cheek, taking some of the sting
away.
Suck me, Chris. TJ s hands guided her head back to his cock. It was just far enough out of reach she
had to stand on her tiptoes to get close. She squealed as Jon lifted her off her feet, but it got the job
done. Her lips brushed the tip of TJ s cock and he sucked in a breath.
Perfect, Jon murmured, running a hand up and down her spine.
Take me in your mouth, TJ practically snarled.
Be patient, would you? She glared up at him.Smack. Yowch!
See? You re back to the taunting again. That s why you re in this position in the first place. Jon
smacked his hand down again.
Chris squeezed her eyes closed as the burn settled and turned into something else, leaving her clit
begging to be touched and her pussy sopping wet.
You mean it has nothing to do with the fact you re in perfect alignment? She wiggled on his cock,
teasing the swollen folds between her legs, and received another slap on her rear.
Suck, TJ commanded in a gravelly voice meant to shock her. He d propped himself up with his hands
behind him on the chaise. If anything, the man was being tortured by having her mouth so close yet so far
away.
She took pity and wrapped her lips around the fat head, licking off the salty essence of him. She heard
his groan and imagined him dropping his head back in ecstasy.
Chris took delight in sucking him in as deep as she could before gagging around his circumference. The
whole blow job thing was getting easier, more palatable. She wasn t sure she was ready to swallow yet,
but she was getting closer to the idea of trying it maybe. Maybe.
Jon pressed forward, lodging the head of his cock inside her opening. She moaned, inadvertently taking
TJ deeper than she ever had before, and he moaned too.
Another slap on her rump had her rearing up, arching her back and dragging up on TJ s cock. His hand
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tangled in her hair, bringing her back down. She swirled her tongue along the thick vein running the length
of his penis and flicked at the sensitive spot under the head.
Jon thrust in, impaling her with every inch of his cock and slapping her again. The tingling sensation
wound its way through her torso, aiming for her clit. If he would just touch her, she would explode.
Up and down, she worked TJ, leaning her weight on one hand so she could play with his balls. It
worked for a minute then she had to give up before her elbow gave out. She went back to bobbing her
head. TJ was too far gone to care.
I m gonna come, he warned.
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