Rain Falls by Harley McRide Page B

again, leaving another red whelp across the width of her ass. Her body jerked, but instead of continuing her rant, she stumbled over her words. “Who d-do you think—” Smack ! By the third swat, she’d abandoned her complaints and gasped. He brought the belt down across her ass again, his hand pushing her head down. This time, she didn’t fight it. By the fifth, she was arching her ass up toward him.
    “That’s it, baby, you like your ass spanked, don’t you?” Smack ! He continued until her entire ass and the tops of her thighs were a bright shade of crimson. “Do you like that?” he asked, tracing his hand down the crack of her ass to her dripping cunt. She was so wet it was soaking through the leg of his jeans.
    “No, dammit,” she argued. He removed his fingers and gave her another, then another until she admitted it. “Yes! Fuck yes, just touch me!”
    “Mmm. That’s a start. Now, you do what we say, I’ll allow you to come so much you’ll beg us to stop. If you don’t, you’ll stay on edge even after you suck our load out. Got it?” Her body went tight again, but he rubbed his hand over the tender flesh of her ass and she relaxed back down. It went against everything she stood for to give in, but damn if what he was doing didn’t feel so fuckin’ good. Too good. Sex wasn’t supposed to be this good. Sure they’d had great sex before, but this… This was on a whole new level of kink and she wanted it bad. That didn’t mean she was gonna give in easy…it just meant eventually she would give in. They didn’t need to know that though. She had every intention of making them work hard for it.
    “Or, I could let you two come if you are both good boys and if not, make you watch me come over and over until I get tired…” she taunted.
    “I love that you think we are joking,” Charro said, the smile in his voice evident.
    “And I love that you think you’re not joking,” she shot back.
    “You hear that? I think it’s time we set down a little ground rules. Don’t you?” Knight’s voice held more than a little amusement.
    “I think so,” he answered with the same amount of sarcasm. “Let’s start by rule number uno . We are in charge. What we say goes.”
    “Oh really? And what’s rule number two?”
    “There is no rule number two. What we say goes. And if you want to be a good little girl, we will make sure you enjoy it,” Knight added in a mocking tone.
    “You two have bumped your damn head,” she spit out.
    “No, but we can and will swat this pretty pink ass,” Knight said, his hand smacking down on the heated flesh. She let out a yelp, but the heat that came from his touch sent a jolt straight to her clit that she couldn’t ignore. Her yelp turned into an involuntary moan. It didn’t help her case much when Knight forked two fingers into her pussy without warning. He buried them knuckle deep and began twisting and curling them inside her. He had her pussy juicing and her body squirming in a matter of seconds.
    “Mmm, you’re fucking hot, baby,” Charro praised, moving around to her head. He pulled back her hair and watched her face, gritting his teeth at the look on her face. “So fuckin’ sexy,” he ground out. He unfastened his jeans and pulled them down, getting on his knees in front of her.
    “Shove Charro’s cock down your throat, baby. I wanna watch you choke on it while your cunt tightens around my fingers,” Knight instructed. She didn’t get much time to pull herself together and argue before Charro’s dick was prodding against her lips, demanding entry. Her tongue darted out and she licked her lips just as he pushed past them, forcing his way in her mouth. She hummed, making him groan this time as he fed her his dick all the way down until his balls hit her chin. When he felt her gag, he pulled back, giving her time to catch a breath before he thrusted back in, pushing past the tightness of her throat. “Fuck, I love feeling your throat stretch,