Page 60 of Their Reluctant Catch

I also know we will find a solution to that dilemma in time, and tonight is not for worrying.

The intricate pattern of the ropes contrasts beautifully with her skin. She looks like a piece of art, vulnerable yet powerful. Her eyes are filled with desire, and she’s surrendering to the moment.

Knowing we’ve created this is a heady feeling. We’ve brought her to this place of trust and submission.

I lean in, and brush my lips against her ear, eliciting a little shudder. “How do you feel?”

“Safe.” Her reply is barely more than a sigh. “And incredibly turned on.”

I smile. My own arousal spikes. It’s a dance, a delicate balance of control and surrender.

I move back, taking in the full picture. She’s beautiful, bound and vulnerable, yet strong in her femininity. The ropes highlight her curves and create a visual feast.

I turn to Todd. “I want to keep her in the ropes for a bit longer.”

He grins. “I can find a way to keep her busy.” He dives into my bag and pulls out a butt plug and the Womanizer.

Not a vibrator exactly, but a suction toy designed for one thing only: relentless clitoral pleasure. It doesn’t rely on friction, and it has no mercy but gives wave after wave of pleasure until she’s begging for a break that isn’t coming.

My cock twitches just thinking about it.

“Great idea.”

“On the bed, darling. On your hands and knees.” Todd manipulates her until she’s across the bed. “Give her something to suck, bro.”

He moves around, until he’s at her rear. I shed my jeans and groan as the denim loses its stranglehold on my dick. The night air is cold on my heated flesh but does nothing to lessen my erection. I step in front of her, and my knees almost buckle as her tongue peeks out and she laps the drop of pre-cum from the tip.

I don’t have time to brace. She wraps her lips around my cock, and I groan at the sensation. Her mouth is warm and wet, and she knows exactly how to please me. The tension is building in my body, and I won’t last long if I give her free rein.

Figuring it’s a bad idea to allow her too many liberties, I gather her hair together in a ponytail at the back of her head and use it to control and guide her movements.

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Todd

While Savannah is pleasuring Colton with her mouth, I penetrate her asshole with first one then two lubed fingers. Each time Colton pulls her hair and manipulates her head, her muscles contract around my digits. Our beloved starling likes giving up control.

My own arousal spikes as I watch them. Colton is fighting his orgasm; it’s obvious in the tension in his body and the way he grips her hair. I have been on the receiving end of that talented mouth, and I know how fucking amazing it feels.

I withdraw my fingers and replace them with the plug. It’s large and heavy but Savannah can handle it. I play with the plug, add more and more lube, and fuck it in and out of her asshole. Each movement sends a thrill through me, and the intimacy of the act makes my heart flutter.

When her butt wiggles, I slap her ass cheek, liking the faint pink marks that bloom on her skin. The slap echoes in the room when I repeat it on the other buttock. I grin as she clenches around the plug and moans around Colton’s cock. My own desire increases with each passing moment.

Tonight, Colton gets to fuck her tight little backhole, and I want to soften her up so she can handle his monster cock.

Using the suction toy on her, I make her come quickly. The sucking device is fast and convenient, because it doesn’t cause discomfort and can get a woman off multiple times. I continue with it pressed over her pussy—even when Colton shouts his release. He has lost all his restraints and fucks in and out of Savannah’s mouth like she’s a vessel for his pleasure until he slumps over her.

I don’t give our woman a reprieve and make her come at least five more times. Each time, she shudders and moans, and her body tenses and releases. The sight of her, lost in pleasure, is intoxicating, and I can’t get enough of it. I keep on, pushing her further, wanting to see just how much pleasure she can take. My focus is entirely on her pleasure.

Colton moves and when he pulls his softening length from her mouth, our gazes collide. His eyes are dark with desire and smoldering with his recent release.

Savannah tilts her head, and while I can’t see her expression, I can sense the connection between them. It’s intense, raw, and beautiful. I keep playing with her, pushing her to her limits, wanting to see her come undone one more time. The room is charged with tension, and the air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat.

Behind my zipper, my cock pulsates in time with my heartbeat and demands to be set free. I have not yet surrendered to the desire.

Savannah trembles now, her body keening for another orgasm. I push the button, and the toy responds with a low, throaty purr—more growl than buzz—like a feline engine revving against her most sensitive spot. The sound deepens into a rhythmic throb, surging in waves that promise no escape, only surrender.

She’s shaking with each onslaught of pleasure. Her buttocks clench around the plug, and her moans grow louder. She’s so close, and I can’t wait to see her come apart. I drop the device on the bed and sink to my knees. Gripping her thighs, I spread her apart and lap at the cream gathering at the slit.

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