Crimson by Tielle St. Clare

your beautiful tits.”
    “And want to see them again,” Rain added, though she noticed he took a step back, letting Tanner lead.
    Her pussy fluttered and she lowered her arms, leaving herself naked, bare before her lovers. She fought the urge to squirm.
    “Damn.” Rain’s whisper flowed through the air.
    Tanner just nodded, his gaze doing a long slow scan of her body, lingering on the space between her thighs.
    “Is your bedroom upstairs?” he asked, his gaze never shifting from her pussy.
    She nodded. She snagged her lower lip between her teeth, using the sensation to keep her in place. The seductive stares urged her to move forward, to lead them upstairs to her bedroom where they could take her, fuck her.
    Tanner held out his hand and Cait put her fingertips in his palm. With one tug, he started to pull her to the stairs.
    “Wait.” Rain’s voice stopped Tanner in his tracks.
    “You don’t want to go upstairs?” Tanner asked. A tinge of tension that Cait didn’t understand ran beneath his voice.
    The fingers holding her hand flinched and she took a step closer. She knew Tanner and Rain were best friends. Everyone knew that. The stories of Tanner staying by Rain’s bedside those first few days were legendary. Maybe she’d misunderstood their relationship.
    Rain stared at Tanner, both men almost vibrating with power.
    “I don’t think Cait should go upstairs and get fucked…”
    She gasped.
    “Until she’s been punished.”
    “Punished?” The word squeaked out of her throat. Her courage returned and she stood to her full height. “For what?”
    “For slipping out. For leaving.” Rain took a step forward, and for the first time, she saw a glimmer of the super-hero everyone admired in the squad room. Power surrounded him.
    “What did you have in mind?” Tanner asked, backing away, leaving her naked before them once again.
    “I think a spanking, give her something to think about all week.” The low pitch of his voice curled through her pussy. “Every time she sits down, she’ll think about us—spanking her pretty ass, fucking her pretty ass.”
    Tanner nodded.
    Cait paused, letting her brain catch up—punishment, spanking, fucking ?
    They want to…
    “Uhm, I’ve never…” Never even really considered it. Not really.
    “Don’t worry, baby.” The wicked glint in his eyes gave her no comfort. “We’ll make sure your ass is nice and ready before we fuck it.”
    She turned her head, meeting Tanner’s gaze. He was the stable one.
    The hunger in his stare flooded her pussy.
    “I-I…”
    She didn’t know what to say.
    Rain twisted his right hand over, asking for her hand. She knew what she was agreeing to if she said yes.
    Spanking.
    And fucking…her ass.
    Her fingers trembled as she reached out, gripping Rain’s palm as he pulled her forward.
    “Come on, baby. We’ll make your ass nice and pink before we take you upstairs and make you scream.”
    Heat drenched her pussy and her knees trembled as she followed Rain around to the back of the couch.
    “Put your hands on the back, baby, and show us that beautiful ass.”
    Rain released her hand and took a step back. Her gaze jumped to Tanner. Hunger and reassurance blended in his gaze.
    Taking a deep breath, she placed her palms on the hard back of her couch and leaned forward, pushing her ass back.
    “Damn,” Tanner murmured. Pure desire laced his voice.
    “Seriously.”
    “You know the only thing that would make it better?” he asked. Cait gripped the couch, mentally cringing at how they thought she could improve .
    “Those wicked heels she was wearing earlier,” Rain replied as if he could read Tanner’s mind.
    “Exactly.” Tanner walked to the front door where she’d kicked off the shoes when she’d arrived home an hour ago.
    Rain came up beside her. “Will you wear them for us, baby?” His hand slid up her thigh and over her ass cheek, warming her skin. Reminding her why she was in this position. “They make your legs