“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice laden with sarcasm, “I’m having a little trouble keeping up. So I’ve a few options available here, from what I can gather. I can still leave. Or I can join in with your…flogging. Finally, I can have some good old-fashioned sex with both of you.” She paused. “Presumably, if I wanted to, I could just have sex with one of you?”
Raising his eyebrows, Logan gave a shrug. “Yes, of course.” His expression turned wicked, and his blue eyes were full of mischief and promise. “But we both know you won’t go for that option.”
“Oh? And why’s that?”
With a snort, he replied, “Because you’re attracted to both of us. So why on earth would you settle for just one of us? One man, a single portion of pleasure—albeit extreme pleasure—or two men, double the pleasure, double the hands, the mouths, the tongues, the hands, the cocks… I think you get the idea. Come on, Fiona.” He held out his hand. “What’s it to be? Only I can’t leave poor James lying there like that for much longer. And I’m in need of some relief myself.”
Unable to stop herself now, Fiona raked her gaze down Logan’s body—a delicious example, and one she could happily stare at all day long—and stopped at his crotch. Even throughout their conversation, his cock had remained erect. Standing proud from its nest of well-groomed dark hair, it curved up toward his belly button, long and swollen, looking mouthwateringly good. A huge part of Fiona wanted to drop to her knees on the thick carpet and take it into her mouth.
Instead, she took the proffered hand and allowed Logan to lead her back to the bedroom, where James remained spread-eagled, face down on the mattress.
Escorting her to a chair beside the bed, Logan indicated that she should take a seat. “Be with you in two ticks, gorgeous.”
As if to emphasize his point, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. An all-too-brief kiss that was warm and sensual, that did nothing to whet her appetite and everything to make her want another, much longer kiss, and much more besides.
“Change of plan, baby,” Logan said, aiming his words at James as he moved to the nearest corner of the bed to untie the restraints. “Looks like we’ve got a guest for the evening.”
Turning his head so he could look at her, James smiled. “Excellent news. I’m glad to hear it. S’been a while since we had a girl in bed with us. I’m already looking forward to sucking on those nipples, caressing those delicious tits of yours and eating your pussy—”
He stopped abruptly when Logan landed a sharp smack on his arse cheek. “Oi, enough of that. As much as I agree with what you’re saying, you don’t want to scare our guest off before we’ve even begun, do you? She took a little persuading.” He turned a smile onto Fiona, then addressed her, “We’re kinda fond of dirty talk, I’m afraid. Like some of our other favored activities, though we know it’s not for everyone.”
Fiona shrugged. “It’s all right. You go ahead. I have no idea how this works, so I guess I’ll have to go with the flow, be led by you guys.” She paused, nibbling on her bottom lip. “I don’t suppose I could get myself a drink, could I? The booze from earlier has most definitely worn off, and I could do with a bit of Dutch courage.”
“Certainly not,” Logan shot back, releasing James from the last restraint, then immediately pulling the man close and rubbing at his ankles and wrists in turn, presumably to make sure he was okay. “If you could give me a moment to attend to James, I’ll get you a drink. I’d like one, and I’m sure James would, too. But, just to be absolutely clear on this, it’ll be one drink, and one drink only. I understand you might be a little nervous—though I assure you, you have no need to be. We’ll take the best possible care of you—but I want you fully in control of all your faculties. Including, most importantly, your
Raising his eyebrows, Logan gave a shrug. “Yes, of course.” His expression turned wicked, and his blue eyes were full of mischief and promise. “But we both know you won’t go for that option.”
“Oh? And why’s that?”
With a snort, he replied, “Because you’re attracted to both of us. So why on earth would you settle for just one of us? One man, a single portion of pleasure—albeit extreme pleasure—or two men, double the pleasure, double the hands, the mouths, the tongues, the hands, the cocks… I think you get the idea. Come on, Fiona.” He held out his hand. “What’s it to be? Only I can’t leave poor James lying there like that for much longer. And I’m in need of some relief myself.”
Unable to stop herself now, Fiona raked her gaze down Logan’s body—a delicious example, and one she could happily stare at all day long—and stopped at his crotch. Even throughout their conversation, his cock had remained erect. Standing proud from its nest of well-groomed dark hair, it curved up toward his belly button, long and swollen, looking mouthwateringly good. A huge part of Fiona wanted to drop to her knees on the thick carpet and take it into her mouth.
Instead, she took the proffered hand and allowed Logan to lead her back to the bedroom, where James remained spread-eagled, face down on the mattress.
Escorting her to a chair beside the bed, Logan indicated that she should take a seat. “Be with you in two ticks, gorgeous.”
As if to emphasize his point, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. An all-too-brief kiss that was warm and sensual, that did nothing to whet her appetite and everything to make her want another, much longer kiss, and much more besides.
“Change of plan, baby,” Logan said, aiming his words at James as he moved to the nearest corner of the bed to untie the restraints. “Looks like we’ve got a guest for the evening.”
Turning his head so he could look at her, James smiled. “Excellent news. I’m glad to hear it. S’been a while since we had a girl in bed with us. I’m already looking forward to sucking on those nipples, caressing those delicious tits of yours and eating your pussy—”
He stopped abruptly when Logan landed a sharp smack on his arse cheek. “Oi, enough of that. As much as I agree with what you’re saying, you don’t want to scare our guest off before we’ve even begun, do you? She took a little persuading.” He turned a smile onto Fiona, then addressed her, “We’re kinda fond of dirty talk, I’m afraid. Like some of our other favored activities, though we know it’s not for everyone.”
Fiona shrugged. “It’s all right. You go ahead. I have no idea how this works, so I guess I’ll have to go with the flow, be led by you guys.” She paused, nibbling on her bottom lip. “I don’t suppose I could get myself a drink, could I? The booze from earlier has most definitely worn off, and I could do with a bit of Dutch courage.”
“Certainly not,” Logan shot back, releasing James from the last restraint, then immediately pulling the man close and rubbing at his ankles and wrists in turn, presumably to make sure he was okay. “If you could give me a moment to attend to James, I’ll get you a drink. I’d like one, and I’m sure James would, too. But, just to be absolutely clear on this, it’ll be one drink, and one drink only. I understand you might be a little nervous—though I assure you, you have no need to be. We’ll take the best possible care of you—but I want you fully in control of all your faculties. Including, most importantly, your
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