Three Little Mistakes (Blindfold Club, #3)

by Nikki Sloane

When my kiss with Joseph ended, his forehead pressed against mine, his hand still gripping my throat and his face filled with power. “Use your fingers, Payton. I want to watch this bad girl come apart.” Even as he spoke to her, his intense stare never wavered from mine. I gazed back and my eyes hooded when a finger teased my entrance, then pushed inside. “Oh,” I said on a broken breath, no louder than a whisper. “This is what I wanted,” Joseph said. “Watching you right on the edge.” The finger thrust over and over, coupled with her tongue working back and forth on my sensitive clit. “Are you ready to go over?” I swallowed hard, which he had to feel with his grip on my throat. His fingers tightened, his head dropped down, and he licked my erect nipple. “Make the anal virgin squirm,” he commanded. Oh, shit. What did that mean? “Yeah?” Her voice was pleasantly surprised, and one of her fingers nudged down. “Wait.” I mashed my teeth together. “Oh, fuck.” The new finger was pushing deeper, pressing against me. “Dominic, distract,” Payton said, her lips pausing against my quaking center long enough to get the words out, and then there were two men with their mouths on my breasts. I was holding back a tidal wave and fighting a losing battle. Each tiny inch further her finger intruded, the harder it was to keep myself from bursting. Looking down at the men with their tongues on my flesh, hers between my folds while she peered up at me with big eyes, was the image that sent me over...