would periodically pause to fuck her, his cock now like silken steel, before starting the swats again.
And every time she tried to reach down to finger herself, one or both men would stop her.
“No, you’re under our control now, baby,” Sean said. “You had your Toppy turn. Now we’re in charge.”
Out in the living room, Cali heard the unmistakable sound of a violet wand zapping someone, followed by a female squeal.
“Sounds like someone else is getting busy out there,” Sean said. His cock had hardened again as well. Now that he had one out of the way, he’d last longer, as would Max.
Cali knew all she could do was hang on and enjoy it while they did their thing.
Max reached around her and started playing with her throbbing clit. “Does someone want to come, baby?” he teased.
She whined, Sean’s cock muffling her protests that fuck, yes, she wanted to come! They’d gotten one each already, and she hadn’t gotten any.
“Nope,” Max said, pulling his hand away. “Not yet.” He started fucking her again, hard, deep, driving her onto Sean’s cock with every thrust.
Then he stopped, drawing another whine of protest from her.
“Not yet, baby,” he said. Then he resumed the spanking, until she was squirming between them, impaled at both ends by cock.
Sean groaned. “I hate to say this, but I’m either going to have to stop or blow. I can’t hold it.”
“Oh, okay.” Max reached around her and found her clit.
That was all it took to get her over the edge. Her back arched as she moaned around Sean’s cock and fucked herself against Max’s, the sensation of his shaft embedded in her pussy only making things feel that much better.
“There you go,” Max said. “That should make you a happy girl.”
Happy? Hell, delirious was more like it. She’d never been happier in her life than she was with these two guys.
Sean picked up the pace. It didn’t take long for him to come, filling her mouth with his juices while Max started fucking her pussy again.
Within a few strokes, he’d come, too, and the three of them fell still as they tried to catch their breaths.
The only thing that would be better right now, Cali thought, would be falling asleep in their own bed.
Finally, Max pulled out and helped her sit up. “I’m thinking hot tub,” he said, holding her close.
Sean stepped over to join their group hug. “Seconded,” he said.
“That’s still an ugly fucking color,” Cali snarked.
Max’s aggravated sigh made Sean and Cali laugh. “Yes, I know. I’ll never hear the end of this one.”
“Only until you either get another one made, or this one gets redone in the right color,” she said.
“What if I manage to sell that one, huh?”
“It’s still an ugly color. And donating it to the club doesn’t count as a sale.”
“Dammit,” he muttered.
Chapter Seven
“Well, we didn’t miss too much of it,” Tony said as he pulled their car into Seth and Leah’s driveway. “Only twenty minutes.”
“Yes, Sir.” Shayla was glad Tony had made it at all. It’d looked a little dicey there for a while, the massive repair job at his company’s Denver data center going all sorts of wrong.
A fire in a neighboring cage at the facility, the result of an explosion due to tampering by a disgruntled employee of that company renting data center space, had spread to Asher Insurance’s equipment before the fire suppression system could kick in. The guy had placed a time-delayed homemade improvised explosive, along with a jug of accelerant, which had spread the damage extensively.
And three people from the data center facility had also lost their jobs due to not keeping up with security procedures and allowing the man to get the gallon jug into the building in the first place.
Tony had been able to salvage some of Asher’s equipment, but not much. It basically meant a re-installation of all new equipment, after they’d had a full investigation and evaluation by both law