Young, Allyson - The Promise [Siren Publishing Ménage Amour] by Allyson Young Read Free Book Online

with. Speaking of cracks.”
    He ran his fingers up her cleft to capture her clit, pinching lightly and pulling it to stand alone from the surrounding flesh.
    “Pass me another pillow, Peter. We want a nice view. And then I’ll tie her ankles off halfway up the footboard.”
    Jillian was hoisted onto a mound of pillows, her back supported and her body totally restrained from any movement, aware that her privates were on display, her ass plugged. She felt her own lubricant begin to drip from her opening and oil her labia. She waited with bated breath for what they were going to do next.
    “Peter is going to use that vibrator on you, Jillian. If you come, the plug gets a pump bigger. To be fair, he’ll only stimulate you for a minute at a time then give you two minutes respite. If you haven’t come after six times, I’ll take the plug out. If you come six times, then the plug will have stretched you enough to take my cock. So, fun for you but ultimate fun for us. Any questions?”
    Jillian growled at him, “Payback’s a bitch, lawyer boy.”
    Sean laughed, and Peter bounced up off the bed to take the vibrator in hand.
    Jillian fought against the stimulation of the vibrator, doing multiplication tables in her head, thinking of cold winter days, and counting backward from sixty, in French. She somehow made it through the first minute, her body covered in perspiration, her heart pounding. She heard the men confer above her but couldn’t concentrate on the words. Two minutes to gather her defenses. A warm touch of some kind of substance was applied to her clit and opening. What the hell? It warmed some more and tingled. Maybe it was some kind of stimulating gel.
    “That’s cheating!” she accused.
    “And we have to use spell-check, honey,” was Peter’s only response, unless she counted the slap on her ass.
    The vibrator returned, and her orgasm rolled over her. No contest. The plug inflated and prolonged the sensations. She was going to die from pleasure. There was no way she could endure five more. Time to negotiate.
    “Uncle.”
    “Not yet, babe,” crooned Sean. “Trust us to know that you can come more than once.”
    “I can’t, please,” she begged.
    “Nope.”
    Peter inserted the vibrator this time and used it skillfully high inside her for a prolonged minute. Just as she felt the tremors of a vaginal orgasm, he pulled it out to hold it directly on her clit. Jillian screamed with release and wound her fingers around the restraints just to stay connected to the earth. This time Sean waited to inflate the butt plug, and she rocked as best she could to accommodate it, knowing that the next orgasm would follow swiftly on the fullness. And it did, with the vibrator turned up high and left pushed up into her. Jillian thought her clit would swell and burst. Her vagina seized, and her eyes popped as the plug surged to press on the vibrator.
    “No more, please, no more,” she gasped. “I give. I can’t. Anymore.”
    “So what’s the negotiation, babe?” Sean asked, his voice deep and aroused. “One offer only.”
    “I’ll take the full six pumps, I will,” Jillian babbled.
    “Oh, I don’t know,” he answered. “Peter, how about five pumps and one more orgasm. A really big one this time?”
    “I’m going to fucking well kill you both,” she moaned, then immediately wished she hadn’t said that.
    The plug inflated once, and then she felt the slender vibrator push inside its center.
    “Please,” she begged. “Please, Sean, please, Peter.”
    The vibrator hummed and totally woke up her ass. She continued to beg, but now she was begging for another orgasm. A finger slid over her clit and teased it as two more digits pushed up her vagina. The pump inflated, and the vibrator picked up speed. Jillian’s heart pumped in her temples, and she gasped for breath. The soles of her feet tingled, and the feeling raced up her calves, her thighs, and between her legs. Someone slipped a hand under a breast