Dauntless (The LockDown Series Book 2) (20 page)

“Did you enjoy his dick, Abigail? Was it to your liking, everything you hoped it would be?” Leighton walks across the room to her, bending to take her lips in a heated kiss, his tongue assaulting her mouth and neck. She is already beginning to writhe and jolt in pleasure.

“Yes, thank you Sir. It was the best present you could ever give me,” she says, looking appreciatively at him through her lashes.

“I need to taste him on you, Princess,” Leighton tells her as he drops to his knees and spreads her open on the sofa, like dinner. Her pretty pussy comes on show, the creamy remnants of Antonio’s orgasm, trickling from within her. I know she tastes like heaven, fuck I’ve been there myself, the same position as Leighton, licking and sucking at her mix, that with the perfect taste of Ant I think it would be faultless.

“Please,” Abbi replied, using her own fingers to spread apart her labia, presenting herself for Leighton.

His head bends and takes a sweep of her cunt, collecting a large amount of second-hand cum on his tongue, rolling it back into his mouth and swallowing. Abigail’s body pushes up to his hungry mouth, drawing her pleasure from his expertise.

“You want more, baby?” he asks her sexily, her eyes fucking him passionately.

“Please, Sir, I want your mouth on me. Make me cum, baby.” She bites her lip as he lowers his head again, feasting on her like a starving man, cleaning her dripping pussy with his tongue and lips.

“Oh fuck, Leighton, baby, fuck my pussy.” She begs him, her hands in his hair, pulling and tugging at the strands. His cock is hard and probing against the leather of the chair, smearing the material in his trickles of semen and my juices.

He stands to his full height, looking down at his naughty girlfriend with a devilish glint in his eyes. He pulls her thighs apart more and then pulls her to the edge of the chair, before bringing his dick in line with her opening. He slams into her, hard, pushing her back on the leather a little, her wet skin causing it to squeak.

“Fuck, you are so wet. Antonio’s cum deep inside of you is making you so fucking slippery, baby. Jesus, this is so fucking good.” This is turning me on so fucking much it is torture. Fuck the flogger, whip or cane, watching this happen in front of me, when I’m strung tighter than a coil, is deathly. My insides are clenching and contracting fiercely, begging for him, for Antonio or even Abbi.

“Leighton, god I love you baby. Fuck me hard, feel Antonio inside me. Can you feel him baby, feel what he does to me, what you do to me?” She is so sexy like this; I want nothing more that to shut her sweet mouth up by fisting her little pussy ‘til she can’t breathe.

“Yes, I can feel him, Abigail. He fucked you so good and proper baby, made you wetter for me to fuck you hard.” He clasps her hips, digging his fingers in, pounding her cunt so hard that the slapping is driving me insane.

“God give me mercy,” I whisper to myself, trying to look away, to stop torturing myself with the image of the two of them losing control when all I want is to cum, hard.

Antonio reappears in the room, walking to Leighton and Abbi, completely ignoring my presence. He leans and whispers something to the pair of them before taking his hard dick in his hand and sliding it into the recesses of Abigail’s warm mouth.

I gulp down my arousal, ready to murder the fucking lot of them for evilly killing me.

“Take my cock deep in that throat Abbi, gag on me. I don't want any noise coming from you, poppet.” If I have ever thought Antonio wasn’t enough for me, I have been sorely mistaken, because watching him in Dom mode, commanding Abbi the way he is, has me almost pouring. I need to touch myself, finger my pussy, anything to take the burning desire to have someone on me, in me, around me, just anything to sate this unbelievable pressure.

My fingers find their way down there, slowly circling my clit.

“STOP NOW!” I hear the deep, gruff voice of Antonio, causing my eyes to shoot open and look at him. “You do not touch yourself, do you understand? You watch and suffer. You were bad and will stand there and watch without moving. If I see you move again, I will restrain you completely and force your eyes onto me, understood?” Fuck, I gulp down the tennis ball sized lump wedged in my oesophagus.

“Understood, Sir,” I squeak out high-pitched, ready to just kill myself now and get the pain over and done with.

Antonio picks the flogger he had placed beside Abbi’s head, trailing the suede tails over her curvaceous body and tits. The flogger is painful as hell but used in the right way it can make your body come to life, thrumming and pulsating for more.

He lifts the whip up and slaps it down onto her breasts, hard, but not hard enough to cause agony.

Please, just fucking cane me, I scream to myself, ready for a blistering welt over this kind of torture any day.

There is nothing better than taking control. I have missed the adrenaline and power it brings me, so much. Having my dick buried so far inside Debbie’s wet tight heat had been heavenly. The woman is sexy as sin and so damn hot, I would love to be able to bury my cock deep inside her day in day out, but now, to have my dick inside of Abbi, for the first time in a month, punishing Debbie for her misdemeanours, is epic.

I had originally planned to flog her arse raw and then have her suck my cock dry, without letting her cum, there will be no relief for her today. When I had lapped at Abigail’s pussy and seen the reaction it had drawn from Debbie, I knew right then how I would punish her delectable arse for trying to top me repeatedly.

“God, your mouth is so fucking sexy, Abigail, suck me hard Princess, drive her crazy,” Antonio tells her as he slips torturously slowly into her mouth, his eyes switching between the two women in the room.

“God, you feel so good in her Ant, your cum so slippery and warm in her tight pussy, I can feel it drowning my cock.” I bring my dick out of the lubricated heaven of her cunt and then slam back in her harshly, causing her to swallow Antonio further, gagging on his length. I know how hard it is to take all of him, I have nearly accomplished the entire length myself, but it is inevitable that you will choke; it will happen no matter who you are or how well you can swallow cock.

“I need you too, Leigh,” Antonio tells me, clasping the back of my neck with his hand, pulling me upright so my face is in line with his. He continues to pump inside of her mouth, as my cock pounds her pussy, choking on her death grip. His lips crash to mine, hard, his hand dropping the flogger that is attacking her reddened flesh.

“Oh fuck.” I hear a high-pitched moan across the room, Debbie clearly struggling to retain her orgasm that has been ready to explode since I had rammed my dick deep inside of her.

Antonio pulls away from me, looking evilly towards her. “Debbie, shhh, no noise, no nothing, complete silence and stillness. If you manage ten minutes, I may let Leighton relieve you for behaving.” She shuts her mouth, zipping her lips tight. Her legs pressed together tightly, firstly to stop herself from wandering there and secondly I know doing that stopped some of the tingling throb that is clearly existent there right now.

“Where were we?” Antonio says as he grabs me again and thrusts his tongue into my mouth, savouring my taste. Our tongues mingle and mate with one another, swiping at the insides of our mouths. His touch has my dick harder than steel and the impending orgasm nearing. I will never get enough of him, or Scott for that matter. It is running through my entire body, the burning need and desire to be with a man. There is nothing on this earth that will stop the need. Abbi is okay with it, she encourages it and right now having her strangling my dick with her pussy, and her lips wrapped around Antonio, makes me love her much more than I ever thought possible. That woman is incredible and so goddamn perfect.

I can't wait to get on my knees again and present that ring to her, to prove to her I have forgiven her and am ready to start living the rest of our lives again from square one, to plan our wedding together and then marry her.

“Holy fucking shit, Angel, harder. I’m going to cum soon,” Antonio says as he pulls away abruptly from my mouth. He picks the flogger up again, tickling her flesh with the ends of the strands, then bringing them down erotically against her breasts and toned stomach. Her skin painted a pretty pink, her blood flowing steadily to the surface. I am certain her every nerve ending is on fire and begging for more, begging for his dominant touch.

I refuse to let myself cum, I'm not going to do it in Abbi. I want to be inside Ant’s arse when it happens, to feel him smothering my dick as I spurt my release in him. Abbi and I will reconnect tonight, in our bed, welcoming her home the correct way, just us two making love and connecting again. I will cum in her then and mark her with my scent.

“Gonna cum.” He struggles to speak, his thrusts stopping as he judders into her mouth, his spunk filling her. I wipe the trickle leaking from the side of her lips, escaping down her cheek as she struggles to swallow the entire load. I suck on my finger, relishing in the taste of his salty essence.

“Fuck, Leigh, that’s hot. Do I taste good mate?” I nod around my finger, staring at him intently. He knows what is about to happen, he knows me so fucking well, I am sure he can sense my arousal for him from halfway across Surrey.

“Sorry, babe, I’ll make it up to you soon,” I tell Abigail as I bend and kiss her tenderly, stroking her soft cheek with the backs of my knuckles. “Me and you tonight, baby, just the two of us. I will make you cum so many times you fucking pass out.” I wink to her as she nibbles her lip the way she always does when she is horny.

“Table,” I command Antonio, as I pull my dick out of Abbi’s heavenly cunt. I walk across the room, almost like a lion hunting its prey. He’s bent over the wood within seconds, his tight puckered hole on show for me. I lick my lips hungrily as I stalk him.

“Lube or not?” I ask him, not really wanting to prepare him, just wanting to smash his back doors in so violently he won't sit down for a week.

“Just fuck me, Leighton,” he says roughly, choking on his arousal.

“Yes, Sir.” I tease him, lining my dick up with his arse. I push in a little, hissing at the tightness of him. “God, you’re like a fucking vice, Ant.” I pull out a smidge and then ram back fully inside of him, his scream echoing loudly through the room.

My dick feels as though it’s been sucked into a blistering hot, clamp-like heaven. His arse is suffocating my cock, squeezing it to near death, and I fucking love it.

“Leighton, fuck me hard. I need to feel you.” Antonio’s dick is already hardening again, his hand stroking rapidly at the length.

“Debbie.” I look to her squirming, desperate body, still with her thighs clenched, on the sofa. “Come and suck his cock.” I look down to Ant to edge her closer.

She jumps up fast, grateful to finally be able to move. She skids to a halt and drops hard to the laminated floor. She wraps her tiny hand around his shaft and begins to slide it up and down, twisting at the head to send him crazy.

“Oh god,” he stutters out, the multiple sensations driving him faster and harder to an almighty explosion. Debbie lowers her head and surrounds him with her mouth, taking him almost all the way, her fingers covering the last inch or two of his length.

“That’s it Debbie, take him deep, please your Dom,” I command her as I continue to drive into him. “Abbi.” I look over my shoulder to her, motioning my head for her to come to me.

“Yes, Sir?” she says as she stops beside me. She is getting good at this submissive thing, and I'm appreciative of how lucky I am to have her in my life.

“You lie under Debbie’s pussy, let her ride your face while she sucks Antonio’s dick. Off you go.” She moves sexily and seductively around me to where Debbie continues to assault his steel.

“Debbie, move quickly, Pet,” Ant tells her standing up straight, his back to my chest, his arse grinding against me, his head falling back onto my shoulder. My hands reach round and touch his firm chest, feeling and playing with his nipples, my lips trailing his neck. “Now, Abbi, lie down please.” She spreads herself out on the wood floor, her lips already licked and moist. “Debbie kneel over her face, ride your pussy against her tongue.” Debbie drops to her knees, going crazy with need for a release. I can tell Abigail is already licking and lapping at her pussy, because Debbie is moaning and squirming, close to combustion. “Now, Debbie, take your Dom’s dick and make him detonate.” She swallows his cock down like fucking medicine, the slippery length of his cock gliding effortlessly into her throat, past her tonsils, gagging her harshly.

She rides back and forth on Abbi’s tongue, her clit flicked mercilessly by Abigail’s expert muscle.

“Sir, can I cum?” she asks me, still under my command.

“Yes, Pet, you have been good, but first, you must let your Dom cum.” It is vital she knows not to wear herself out. She’s strung too tight. If she does cum there will be no energy left to please Antonio.

“Thank you, Sir.” It takes her all of twenty seconds before I feel Ant’s arse clench around my dick murderously, as he fills her mouth with his spunk, her tight little throat swallowing the entire contents. His vice-like grip has my dick releasing fast into him, I’m sure there is a little back blow knocking me from him.