Forbidden by Karen Erickson Page A

mistress,” the blond said, thrilling her to the core that he called her that. She squirmed in her seat, her scant panties damp with desire. Her heart rate accelerated, the throb of her clit matching it beat for beat. She was so aroused.
    The men hadn’t even really done anything yet.
    The dark haired man’s hips twitched, his cock nudging against the blond man’s lips, and he parted them in invitation. His tongue darted out, flicked along the flared head of the dark haired man’s cock, circling the edge, tracing the slit, gathering the pre-come that pearled there before bathing the head. The dark haired man groaned and thrust his hips, sending his cock deeper inside the blond’s mouth, and he murmured his approval at the invasion.
    Heat blossomed low in Michaela’s belly, bloomed all over her skin. It was…beautiful, watching two gorgeous men together. The undivided attention the man on his knees gave to the other, the way the dark haired man cupped his head, his fingers curling into his hair. Strong and supple, their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm as the blond took the dark haired man’s cock deeper and deeper, again and again.
    “You’re enjoying this.” Austin’s words weren’t a question. He had to know by the way she shifted in her seat and the sound of her increased breathing that she was enjoying this. It was exciting, thrilling to watch others perform such an intimate act in front of them.
    It was as if everyone else in the room faded. As if this moment was just for the four of them to share privately. She wondered what she would do if Austin joined them. A tangle of three hard, beautiful male bodies, hands and mouths and cocks. Touching, sucking, fucking.
    She shivered and nodded, leaned her head on his broad shoulder. “I want to see them do it.”
    He chuckled, the gentle touch of his fingers on her cheek making her shiver again. “You want to watch them fuck?”
    Oh yes, indeed. The dark haired man was essentially fucking the blond’s wide open mouth, thrusting deep, his thick cock disappearing and reappearing with his every movement. His entire body was tight, his muscles standing out in stark relief, his lips stretched firm. Exerting every amount of control to not just shoot his semen into the blond man’s mouth and be done with it.
    And he was doing that for her. Putting on the show and making it last for her. Heady, powerful, the realization almost made her dizzy.
    Austin’s hand rested on her thigh, startling her from her thoughts. His fingers stroked the sensitive skin, slid higher until his hand was almost completely hidden by the fabric of her dress, and she held her breath, waiting for his next move.
    “We have a request.” Austin’s deep voice rang loud in the hushed quiet of the room and the two men paused in their actions, the blond releasing the brown haired man’s cock from his mouth. It waved enticingly, shining with saliva and pre-come, flushed red and thick and insistent.
    “She wants to watch you two fuck,” Austin continued, his hand tightening on her thigh.
    Her breath released in a stutter, skipping like rocks over a calm pond. She wanted him to touch her. She wanted his fingers searching her, pushing deep inside her, making her come. She could barely stand it, she was so aroused, so worked up.
    “Who is fucking who?” The dark haired man spoke, his voice holding a slight accent which Michaela found mysterious. Sexy.
    “You fuck him.” She pointed at Mister Mysterious and waved her hand at the blond. Her voice wavered, her entire body, her mind unstable. She couldn’t believe the things she was saying, thinking. The things she was doing. “Now.”
    They both nodded and the dark haired man helped the blond stand, immediately going behind him and undoing his restraints. A condom was plucked from the tray. The commotion of more people entering the room sounded from behind Michaela. She didn’t care. Her gaze was riveted upon the stage, her concentration