Loving Two Doms (Club El Diablo) (25 page)

“Are you tender, love?” Stephon’s words breathed across the skin of her shoulder.

“No, but that feels wonderful.” Her dreamy voice sounded far away.

“Are you too tired to continue?”

She barely registered his question and couldn’t help her sleepy grin. She would be happy to stay up the entire night, even if working her shift the following day was exhausting. “No, I’m not tired.” She tried to open her eyes.

“Little liar.” Matt’s soft laugh was the last thing she remembered.

Chapter Twenty-eight

Matt

He let her sleep, speaking barely above a whisper, “You’re getting soft in your old age.”

“You’re so fucking right.” Stephon gently shifted her body off his so he could lie down.

Matt put away the washcloth and joined the two of them in bed. “I called Starla and told her Jewel wouldn’t be in for the rest of the week. When Jewel finds out, we’ll probably have a chance to punish her again.”

“The only thing punished tonight are our dicks. Put your hand over here and rub one out for me.”

“Only in your dreams. We’ll let her sleep for a few hours before we get ours.”

“What will you be doing while we wait?”

“Thinking about all the little noises she makes when she’s turned on. If you feel the bed bouncing a little, don’t be concerned.”

“Gay fucker.”

“Only for you.”

Matt didn’t think he would sleep, but Jewel’s warm, soft body and the relief of having her within his arms caused him to eventually drift off.

A thump on his shoulder woke him hours later. He looked at the clock, which brightly displayed four in the morning. Soft light streamed into the room from the bathroom, and he watched Stephon sit a bowl on the nightstand. He saw a razor placed next to the bowl and smiled. Stephon walked to the dresser, opened a drawer, and removed an assortment of leather restraints. Now Matt was wide awake and so was his cock.

He took the two larger bands from his friend’s hands and sat up so he could contemplate the best way to get them around her thighs. Stephon secured a set to her ankles and she moved slightly, giving him a small amount of access. He worked fast while Stephon grabbed straps from the same drawer and secured them to metal rings recessed beneath the bed. The El Diablo Hotel’s VIP suites came well equipped for private BDSM play.

Matt adjusted the pillows similar to the way Stephon had the night before, and then took hold of Jewel beneath her arms and brought her up as he rested back. She groggily struggled for a moment, but he soothed her gently. “It’s only me and Stephon. Go back to sleep.” She tried to turn her body to face him and snuggle, but Stephon pulled on one of her legs and secured a carabiner snap hook to the ring now attached to her ankle. She tried to sit up, but Matt wrapped his arms around her, pulling her up a little further against him, and let Stephon secure her other leg.

The sleepiness quickly faded from her voice, “What are you doing?” Her nails dug into Matt’s arms.

Stephon grabbed longer straps and snapped them to her thighs.

“You’re tying me up.” Fear made her voice tremble.

Stephon stopped what he was doing and came around to sit beside her. He pushed a chunk of hair from her face. “Only your legs. Matt will hold your upper body. You know your safeword. This morning’s not about pain, but I need to fix a delicate problem first.”

“Problem?”

“I’m shaving your pussy so when my mouth gets its first taste it’s exactly how I like it.”

Matt felt her squirm, but Stephon reached up and pulled back on her hair, stopping the movement. “The most important thing when someone holds a razor to your cunt is for you to be absolutely still.”

Air expelled from her lungs, but Matt could feel her body quiver. “He won’t hurt you, and I promise he’ll make it enjoyable.”

“Promise?”

Stephon’s laughter floated across the room as he brought shaving cream, a butt plug, and lube over to the bed. She didn’t object, but Matt thought she probably had no idea what everything was. He had a feeling the scratches on his arms would need medical treatment by the time this was over. His cock would need it too because she continued to wiggle her ass against it.

Stephon turned on the bedside light and then picked up the bowl of water and brought it down to the end of the bed. He grabbed the razor and then sat to the side of her splayed thigh. Matt watched Stephon’s hand glide over her flesh and felt his groin tighten further. Her indrawn breath made him smile.

“Close your eyes and think of England, love. I plan on taking my time.”

Her earthy groan rumbled from her chest against Matt’s cock. “We may need to clean off her back by the time she’s shaved.”

“Oh, poor baby. Maybe Stephon will shave you next.” She might be turned on, but a touch of pique sounded in her voice too.

Stephon didn’t laugh and inserted two fingers into her pussy, causing her bottom to lift from the bed. He not so gently pinched her inner thigh with his other hand. “Don’t make me strap your ass to the bed too.”

She breathed out and the fight left her body. “Yes, Sir.”

“Hmm, you learn quickly. Let’s get this part over with.” He picked up the butt plug and placed a generous amount of lube on it.

“Let’s not,” she squealed when she realized what it was.

Matt brought his hands up and squeezed her breasts, then rolled her nipples between his fingers. “I promise this will make the experience more enjoyable.” He nuzzled her ear as he spoke and then nodded to Stephon.

“Toss me a pillow.”

Matt took one of the pillows still resting beside him and threw it to his friend. Stephon arranged it under her ass so he had better access. “Breathe in for me and don’t clench your ass cheeks; it only makes the entry uncomfortable.”

“That’s easy for you to say.”

Matt pinched her nipples and felt her back arch. He watched as Stephon moved the plug around and felt her stiffen when he began inserting it. “This will make things so much easier in the long run. Trust us.”

“Awwwe. It hurts.”

“Bear down and the pain will be over quickly,” Stephon said.

Her muscles went slack and Matt kissed her cheek after the plug was seated fully in her ass. “Good girl.” The sound of the shaving cream brought his eyes back to what Stephon was doing. She wiggled slightly, but stopped all movement at the first swipe of the razor.

Stephon worked methodically, though he stopped in between wetting the razor’s blade and teased her pussy with deep strokes of his fingers. She writhed and moaned, but then stilled every time the sharp blade ran over her skin. When finished, he stood and walked into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. He dried her off, removed the pillow from her hips, and then brought his head between her thighs.

Matt watched it all while playing with her nipples. Her head tossed from side to side and her moans grew louder until she whimpered in pleasure. At the cry of her release, Stephon pulled the butt plug out, knowing he increased the intensity of her orgasm. Matt knew this was only the beginning. Stephon quickly unbuckled the restraints, completely removing the straps from her thighs and then grabbed a condom for himself. After sliding it on, he tossed one to Matt.

Matt moved forward and Stephon’s hands rearranged her legs so she was sitting on her knees, the dreamy look on her face inciting him to give her more. Matt handed her off to Stephon, who now lay on the bed, and pulled her on top of him spreading her legs to either side of his hips. He thrust up and buried himself deep in her pussy. They both felt her guttural cry all the way to their balls.

 Matt placed the condom on his cock and added lube. He then parted her ass cheeks and squeezed more lube down the crease. His finger slid over the hole he wanted so badly. He looked at Stephon, who somehow managed to remain still while deep within her body.

Matt spoke, “I’ll go slow, baby, but this will feel incredibly tight. Breathe for me.” He took her hips, feeling her quiver beneath his hands. Releasing one hip, he positioned his cock and pushed forward.

“Oh, God, I can’t.”

Stephon pulled her head up and kissed her. Matt pushed forward, hearing her whimpers even past her covered mouth. “Open for me, Jewel. Give me your ass or I’ll take it.”

He placed his hand back on her hip and finally felt her body relax, submitting fully to his command. He continued his forward movement until his balls hit Stephon’s. This was when the two men connected fully and inherently knew what the other needed. Matt pulled her bottom up, bringing her pussy away from Stephon’s cock, and then Stephon grabbed below Matt’s hands and brought her back down so he sank back in as Matt slid out.

“Let go completely, baby, we’ve got you.” Matt’s breathing increased with each stroke.

Stephon released her mouth and then the men thrust in and out in perfect harmony. Matt felt his balls tighten and knew Stephon was close too. Jewel cried out as her body began to shake and the orgasm consumed her. Matt released her hips, reached forward, and gathered her hair from her face. Stephon watched him with half-closed eyes. Both men pulled almost completely out and then entered her at the same time, turning her cry to a scream. They groaned as their cocks convulsed within the tight confines of her body. Matt’s orgasm went on and on, feeling different than any he’d experienced before. It was mind blazingly perfect.

His breathing remained ragged when he pulled from her body. Stephon did the same and wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her even closer. Matt disposed of his condom, moved Jewel slightly, and did the same with Stephon’s condom. He crawled in next to them, and rubbed his palm along the skin of her lower back.

They lay there as time passed. Matt felt complete contentment, and had no doubt Stephon felt the same way. Jewel’s breathing slowed then deepened as she drifted back to sleep.

Chapter Twenty-nine

Stephon

She was perfect. Their little vanilla waitress needed them as much as they needed her. Stephon refused to let the insecurities of his masochistic side ruin this moment. He wasn’t sure what made Jewel so incredibly special, but she was. They needed to get her to California sooner rather than later. He actually looked forward to her smart-mouthed objections to their plans. Spanking her often would be too much fun.

“What time is it? I need to get to work.” The groggy words cut into his thoughts.

“Sorry, love, but Matt spoke to Starla last night and you have the remainder of the week off. We plan on keeping you too busy to care.”

“He didn’t,” she retorted.

“Yes, I did,” Matt said as he entered the room. “Starla was more than happy to give you vacation time. She says you’ve never taken one.”

“That’s because I need my tip money you buffoon.”

Stephon waited to see what Matt would do. It didn’t take long. Matt took a ball gag from the dresser drawer and began slowly rubbing the ball in his palm. Stephon tightened his arms so she couldn’t move.

“I need to pee, brush my teeth, and shower. If you put that thing in my mouth, I’ll bite you silly.”

The rumble started deep in Stephon’s chest and then came out on a full-fledged laugh. They had their hands full and both men knew it. Stephon hadn’t had this much fun in years.

“Well, then that’s the order we’ll do it in,” Matt said. “Up you go.” He lifted her away from Stephon and turned her toward the bathroom door. “Use the toilet and then get in the shower. We’ll be joining you, so hurry up. If you lock the door, I’ll bust it down and then let Stephon bust your ass.”