Paige Tyler: Two Cops, a Girl and a Pair of Handcuffs

Admittedly, it was pretty tough giving up that much control, but it was like her grandmother used to say. If you get on a carnival ride, you don't have any choice but to stay on the thing until it's over. She doubted her grandma had this particular ride in mind, but the phrase seemed to fit. She was going to enjoy this ride, even if the men’s teasing drove her insane.

Hayes slid his hands down from her breasts and over her hips, cupping her ass cheeks. Her reddened skin tingled as he lightly ran his fingers over the places his partner had recently punished so thoroughly. Without warning, he delved one hand between her cheeks to tease her anus with a fingertip.

She held her breath, hoping Hayes would slide his finger in there while Reed continued to work her pussy. She certainly wouldn't be adverse to that. Her ass was super sensitive, so she’d always enjoyed anal sex. But Hayes bypassed her anus and moved his hand down until it rested on her inner thigh a few inches below her pussy. She moaned as he ran his fingers through the wetness escaping her pussy.

He lightly smacked her leg. When she didn’t move, he did it again, this time a little harder.

“Spread 'em,” he ordered huskily.

The words sent a quiver through Cilla. She should have guessed that was what he wanted. He was a cop, after all. She complied, spreading her legs shoulder width apart.

He smacked the inside of her thigh again. “More.”

She obeyed, spreading her legs so far she felt it in the muscles of her inner thighs.

“Good girl,” Hayes said.

She thought Reed would complain about the position his partner had put her in since it meant he had to stop playing with her pussy-as tall as he was, he’d have to practically drop down to his knees to reach her now. But if he minded, he didn't comment on it. Instead he walked to her kitchen table and picked up one of her chairs, then brought it over and set it down in front of her. She assumed it was so he could sit down, but he went around behind her to undo the cuff from one of her wrists.

Cilla was surprised-and bummed-he was releasing her already. She opened her mouth to say as much, only to close it again as Reed brought her hands around in front of her and cuffed her again.

“Keep your legs spread.” Reed moved her so fast she barely realized what he was doing until she found herself standing with her legs spread wide and her hands planted on the seat of the chair. “Leave your hands right there, Cilla.”

He could have cuffed her to the chair to make sure she did as she was told, but he hadn’t. He was trusting her to obey him simply because he’d given her an order. The position not only pushed her ass up and out, but exposed her pussy as well. Her heart pounded with the knowledge she was completely vulnerable to whatever the two men wanted to do to her back there.

“Nice,” Hayes commented with a husky growl, walking around and taking in her body from every angle.

After they’d both perused her to their satisfaction, Reed took his place behind her while Hayes stepped in front of her and unbuckled his gear belt. Talk about being distracted. She knew Reed was probably up to something behind her, but she couldn't help focusing completely on Hayes as he set aside his leather belt, then stepped out of his shoes and slowly stripped off his uniform. He was built like a martial-arts fighter, all lean, ripped muscle with a set of six-pack abs any woman would drool over. Damn, he had a body that looked like it could go all night.

She'd already seen his penis, of course, but the full reveal was much better. His long, hard cock sat nestled in between equally rock-hard thighs. When he took his shaft in his hand and offered it to her, she obediently opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around him. Hayes slid his free hand in her hair and took a firm hold with his fingers, then slowly started pumping. Not too deep-just enough for the tip of his cock to touch the back of her throat-then back out until only the head was in her mouth. He repeated the motion over and over again until it was almost hypnotizing.

As much as she loved Hayes fucking her mouth, she’d never liked being a passive participant in anything, especially sex. She wanted Hayes to know he was getting the best blowjob of his life. So she moved her head from side to side, lapping the underside of his cock with his tongue. Hayes groaned.

Cilla was so into what she was doing, she barely felt Reed smack her ass. When the loud echo that came with it finally penetrated her blowjob-induced haze, she realized he hadn’t used his hand. Turning to look while still licking Hayes was impossible, so she tried to analyze what it was by feel.

She didn’t have to wait long. A moment later, Reed delivered a second smack to the opposite cheek. Whatever it was, it was solid. But flexible, too. A belt? As it connected with her ass again, she decided she must be right. Crap, it stung!

But that didn't mean she didn't enjoy it. Her pussy throbbed every time the leather kissed her flesh. She moaned around Hayes's cock. She was so aroused she would have begged Reed to plunge his cock into her if she could have.

Hayes suddenly jerked his shaft from her mouth and backed away, his breathing ragged. Cilla probably would have fallen forward over the chair if his fingers hadn’t been tangled in her hair.

“Shit," he gasped. “Damn, you’re good at that.”

Pride surged through her. She opened her mouth to thank him, but Reed’s soft chuckle interrupted her. She glanced over her shoulder to see him standing there with an amused smile on his face. His belt, sans any gear, dangled from his hand. So, she’d been right about that.

“Having some control issues, Hayes?” he asked his partner.

“Hey, careful there. You haven't experienced what Cilla's mouth feels like yet. You'd be close to coming, too, if you were in my place.”

Reed chuckled again. “Maybe. Maybe not.”

Hayes didn’t comment, but just circled around behind her. He let out a long, low whistle as he took in her freshly strapped derriere. “Damn, that’s the most beautifully reddened ass I think I've ever seen.”

Cilla couldn’t believe she was actually blushing at the compliment. She’d never been shy about her body, but Hayes’s words made her face color as rosy as she was sure her ass must be.

Hayes rubbed her bottom, his fingers teasing the sensitive area where her derriere met her thighs. “Mmm, your ass is so hot.”

Cilla couldn't hold back the moan that escaped.

“Do you like it when I touch your ass?” he asked.

She nodded, unable to speak.

Hayes stopped moving his hand. “I asked you a question, Cilla. Do you like me touching you like this?”

“Yes.”

The words was barely more than a breathless whimper, but it must have satisfied Hayes because he went back to massaging her ass again. This time, Reed joined him.

Together, they touched her ass and legs, their hands strong and sure as they caressed every inch of skin. Cilla closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensations. One of the men-she wasn’t sure which because she didn’t open her eyes-came around in front of her and cupped her breasts while the other teased her anus. From the size of the finger that slipped into her ass, she knew it was Reed back there-she couldn't mistake his large fingers for anyone else. The man was clearly obsessed with her ass. She hoped that meant he’d be sliding his cock in there before the night was over.

While Reed paid attention to her ass, Hayes played with her nipples, alternating between rolling them in his fingers and giving them a firm tug. She was used to a guy caressing her breasts while she was on her back or she straddled him, but this was the first time she’d had someone do it in this position. It felt completely different, but still wonderful.