My eyes were closed. I held the edges of my pillow above my head. My entire body clenched and I felt an adrenaline rush. David's tongue slowly swirled in the dark curls of my core, and I was lost in ecstatic bliss. His head was buried between my legs and his hands were grabbing my ass but he was nowhere near rough. David has always been a gentleman, and this is the thing I love about him.

His hands on my skin were a perfect example of "how a gentleman treats his woman." When David started sucking the upper hud of my core, my pleasure was so close to its peak, and he kept sucking until I screamed his name and collapsed on my bed. He rose between my legs, bent his knees, and swiped the head of his hard shaft. I flinched and growled. Then he slowly started slamming his length into me, then he grabbed my waist and started rocking his ass against my sex.

David has a knack for triggering another orgasm in me with double the intensity. His veins began to bulge on his temples, and I knew he was close. When he shuddered his hot desire into me, I screamed as well, although not as loudly as David. I thought he was going to collapse on me, but after spilling into me, his body shivered twice with a gap of half a minute. Then he rolled off me and laid on his back next to me. This was our second time in the last 45 minutes.

I was looking at the ceiling and lost in my dilemma of how I could fall for two completely different men at once. David and Mr. Langford are poles apart but both make me come whenever they want. Even after having amazing sex encounters with Mr. Langford, my feelings for David never faded away. I never even think about Mr. Langford when I am having sex with David. I never had a fear of calling Mr. Langford's name mistakenly when in bed with David.

I can't compare them and also not grade who is first or second because I want them both as individuals. I don't want to be in bed with both at once because both have different strong personalities. I think I am not in a position to lose one and select another to be with for the rest of my life. To live a peaceful life, I need both in my life.

Mr. Langford never called or texted me. After that party, he came to my place unannounced, and even after our second encounter, I thought he would ask for my number or that I would receive his call or message, but he didn't. Maybe he doesn't believe in a relationship or wants to be in touch. He just comes and moves my world upside down and then vanishes in thin air.

David jumped out of bed and held out his hand. "Come on, let's take a shower together because we'll have to leave for a vineyard in the evening for two days."

I smiled and then we rushed to the bathroom and under running water, David had his final round of slamming himself in me and spilled his hot stream inside my throbbing core. I thought the shower was going to be refreshing but after taking the shower, I was feeling more drained and this was the reason I fell asleep on our way to Vineyard.

The air was filled with the scent of ripe grapes and freshly cut grass, reminding me that we were at Mr. Langford's vineyard.

David's voice is in my ear. "Wake up, sleepyhead."

I sighed with closed eyes. "I am not sleepy; I am tired."

David asked. "And why is that?"

I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Because my husband was on a sex spree before coming to his official visit to this vineyard."

David kept a hand on my mouth. "Sshhh."

We both laughed and then we were greeted by valet attendants who directed us to the entrance. The moment we entered the party, my eyes landed on Mr. Langford, who was standing right in the middle of the foyer of his farmhouse. He was wearing a tailored navy-blue suit with a matching tie. David and Mr. Langford shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. Then Mr. Langford held out his hand to me and I thought he was going to shake but when I held out my hand, he turned and kissed me on the back. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt like someone squeezed my heart as I buried my gasp inside me.

The way he looked at my skin burns, he made me feel like he was eye fucking me. I was wearing a black short dress that went up to my upper thighs. The fabric was soft and flowy. It was a fall collar neckline with straps around my shoulders.

I wanted to pull my hand immediately but I had no courage to do that, and he knew it, so he gave me his devil smirk and released my hand. I held David's arm, and we walked past him. We rushed to the bar and there we ordered Shirley Temple; David and I looked around; it was a grand and beautiful setup. Our drinks arrived, and we intertwined our arms, carrying drinks, and sipped. I don't know what had gotten into David, but he came close and to my surprise, he kissed me. I squinted so he asked. "Can't I kiss my wife?"

I shot up my shoulders. "You can but what you just did doesn't count as kissing."

David kept his drink on the counter and grabbed my neck, and slowly and softly he started kissing me. When he parted my lips, I moaned, and we heard someone cleared his throat. David had no intention to break our kiss but when I opened my eyes, Mr. Langford was standing behind him and looking at me with his flared nostrils. I moved my hands up to David's head and closed my eyes. a moan slipped from my mouth while kissing because David was getting more intense until he actually sucked my soul out of my mouth.

When we parted ways, Mr. Langford was still standing there and staring at us. I told David about his boss's presence, and he turned around but before David said anything, Mr. Langford kept his hand over the counter. "David, you can have fun at a party; nobody will stop you but don't forget the main purpose of these two days."

David nodded. "I am well-prepared for that, Mr. Langford."

Mr. Langford looked at me. "Can I borrow your husband for a while?"

I sipped my drink and nodded. When they left me alone at a bar with Shirley Temple, I turned around and started enjoying my drink. It was hardly my third sip without David and someone stood behind me so close that I could feel the heartbeat at my back and the breath at my neck. I turned around and Mr. Langford was standing, tucking his hands in his pockets. I asked about David, and he pointed in the direction David was standing with a group of people shaking hands.

Mr. Langford clenched his jaw. "Did you do this on purpose?"

I tilted my head. "You are forgetting that David is my husband. I have done a lot of THINGS with him so..."

Mr. Langford cut me off. "But you will get a punishment for kissing another guy in my farmhouse."

I licked my glass to tease him more. "You can't do anything because David is right in front of us."

Mr. Langford groaned. "Don't challenge me."

I chuckled. "I am up for any punishment if you complete a dare."

Mr. Langford changed his weight to the other leg. "What dare?"

I kept my glass at the counter. "Kiss me right now and here is the catch. David shouldn't know about it because I don't want to lose him."

The next second, his lips were on mine and his hands were rough on me but I loved it. He was pulling my hair, aggressively caressing my body and I felt like I was missing his touch. My Shirley Temple mixed with his scotch and created a beautiful trance for me to get lost in. When his lips got static, I kind of whined because I wanted more. He cupped my face with one hand and broke our kiss. "The dare has been completed."

He grabbed my waist and led me out of the party while David was conversing with the same group of folks wearing three-piece suits. When he brought me to a room, I expected to have wild sex because he was all riled up, but when I entered, there was a moment of shock. The room is bathed in deep, rich shades of red, creating an intimate and intense atmosphere. The walls are covered with plush, crimson velvet, or leather panels, providing both aesthetic appeal and soundproofing.

Dim, warm lights create a sensual ambiance, often accompanied by spotlights that can be adjusted to focus on specific pieces of furniture or equipment. The floor is made of dark, polished wood. A plush, red carpet may be placed in certain areas to enhance comfort.

A four-poster bed with red satin sheets and a variety of pillows and restraints. The bed is the centerpiece. Custom-built shelves and cabinets line the walls, and tools including whips, floggers, paddles, handcuffs, ropes, and blindfolds, are all displayed with precision. A range of seating options, from comfortable leather armchairs to unique furniture like a spanking bench, a St. Andrew's cross, and a suspension rig. Strategically placed mirrors, often on the ceiling or walls, enhance the sense of space and provide visual stimulation from multiple angles.

I turned to him. "I am not going to subdue myself."

He closed the door behind us. "Oh, that will be a very exciting cupcake. Just give me as much a of a hard time as you can."

This was the first time he called me cupcake and I felt a heat emanating between my legs. He walked over to a shelf and grabbed something I failed to see, then he came to me and held my hand, then led me to a table. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up, then set me on a table. He started running his fingers on my bare legs. When he noticed the rise and fall of my chest, he buried his head between my breasts and kissed them both, as I was wearing a deep neckline.

A rush of pleasure started to course through my body, and I enveloped him by the neck. I wanted him to tear my dress with his teeth and explore my body and this was the reason my hands moved to his head, and I was pressing his head to my breasts. His hands are now parting my legs and brushing my inner thighs. He was kissing and licking my globes but he didn't reach my hard pebbles. His hands reached the sides of my waist and when he didn't find any sign of panty, he stopped kissing my globes and raised his head. "Did you come commando?"

My hands are still on his head. "I may not own a stuffed room, but I come to the party well prepared."

He didn't respond; instead, he parted my legs more and swiped something on my slit, crashed his lips on mine, and started to deepen the kiss. while also trying to open my slit and dig something into it. I thought he was going to slip his finger inside me, but it had something in it. Tonight was the night of surprises because he immediately left my lips and moved down to my jaw, then to my earlobes, and then to my neck. His one hand kept digging something in my core and his other hand wrapped around my back.

When he slid something slippery inside me, causing my body to tremble and shudder, I moaned and leaned against his chest. He placed his fingers under my chin and up my face before looking at me. "Now you are well-prepared to go to this party."

I sighed. "No, don't do this to me."

Mr. Langford smirked. "You dared to tease me and now this is your punishment to get teased until I want it."

He grabbed me by the waist, put me on the floor and kissed my lips. "You are good to go now."

It was difficult for me to walk in heels with something between my legs but somehow, I managed to walk to the door and when my hand touched the doorknob to open it, That thing again vibrated, and I closed my eyes, threw my head back and moaned. He giggled. "You need to work on your moans because it would look weird to see you moaning at a crowded party."

I growled and walked outside. While I was headed to the party, I was holding a side wall. Something vibrated inside and I stopped walking and my eyes froze to people laughing and enjoying the party right in front of me. I heard giggling in the background. I turned around with a dagger in my eyes and flared my nostrils. I headed straight to the bar because I thought some alcohol would help me distract my mind. While having shots, something shook inside me, and I spilled the shots all over me. It was embarrassing but I had to maintain my false bravado as I knew Mr. Langford was watching me and I didn't want to satisfy him by looking shattered.

Bartender asked. "Are you alright?"

I nodded and then I jumped off the bar stool and was about to head to the ladies' room but Mr. Langford grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. "Don't you dare to go away from my sight?"

Then he led me to a dance floor and kept quivering that damn thing inside me. I made a tight line around my lips and buried all my moans inside my chest. "How long are you planning to do this?"

Mr. Langford looked the other way while dancing with me. "I haven't decided anything yet."

I was about to slam my head into his chest and if he hadn't stopped, I was so close to done. "You know, if you keep doing that, maybe I don't need you and your crotch to make me come." I wanted him to take things on his ego and stop teasing me.

Mr. Langford smirked. "Nice try but it won't work on me."

I sighed in frustration and left him alone on the dance floor. I was looking for David and his conversation with three pcs folks, who shifted to couches set in a corner. I turned back to look at Mr. Langford and he was staring at me like I was expecting. I went there and sat with David. He wrapped his hand around my shoulders after introducing me to everyone, then he resumed his business talks.

Something again quivered between my thighs, and I jolted, and a gasp slipped my mouth. Everyone looked at me and David asked. "What happened?"

Mr. Langford joined the meeting and asked. "What happened, David?"

I looked at him and then at David. "Nothing, I just hit my toe into a table."

Again, my core quivered, and I jolted, but this time before David or anyone else asked, I explained. "It hurts so badly."

David asked. "Do you want me to take you to the room?"

I shook my head and stood up. "I am fine; you guys carry one."

I walked out of that odd situation and Mr. Langford pulled my arm and shoved me into a wall with dim lights. "The sooner you understand that it will cost you a lot to tease me, the better for you."

I responded. "The sooner you understand it's not easy to subdue me, the better for you."

He raised his hand, carrying something buzzer-like, and pressed with his thumbs. My core jerked and I sealed my lips and slammed my hand on his chest. He once again pressed that thing and I squeezed his vest and a moan slipped through my mouth. He whispered in my ear. "You can't moan in a party cupcake."

I pushed him away, and throughout the party, he teased me, and I had the most tormented and tortured party of my life. I never craved anything like that. ever before. When the party became less crowded, I was worried about what I would tell David about a thing between my legs but when he came to me, I was sitting in a bar wiping my sweat. David told me he needed to go to the winery for about an hour as he was close to signing multiple deals. I nodded and he kissed me, then left me alone and undone.

I looked around but failed to find Mr. Langford. I thought he must have been busy with guests so I thought this would be an excellent chance to take that damn thing out of me but when I stepped out of the party, a strong set of arms pulled me into a dark corridor. My mouth had been covered so I was terrified. The moment a hand moved away from my mouth a set of lips covered my mouth and a scotch-y taste made me realize I was not in any kind of danger.

He kept shuddering at my core and kissing my lips. he moved to my jaw and then my neck but kept coming back to my lips. A strong orgasm started to build inside me but he stopped so I whined. "Do you have any plans to fuck me tonight or do I have to go to bed with all my cravings turned on?"

He was leading me to his stuffed room but I pulled back. "I am not going there where you have fucked tons of girls before me."

Mr. Langford responded. "I have fucked you in your bed where David also did it."

He cooped me up and threw me on his shoulders. put me on his stuffed-room four-poster bed and restrained my hands with cuffs. He popped my pebbles in his mouth through my dress. When he felt my pebbles through the fabric, he looked at me. "You are not even wearing a bra?"

I winked. He resumed teasing my pebbles and started to quiver the thing between my thighs. I couldn't touch him as my hands were being cuffed. My moans started to get louder, and my muscles started to clench. A rush in my body started to run through my veins and it felt like my head was going to explode with pleasure until I released my pent-up desire over his damn trembly thing and finally, I screamed at the top of my lungs to get peace inside me.

I collapsed back into bed with sweat all over my body. He released my pebbles from his mouth and before going down to my core, he kissed them both. He shoved down his jacket and parted his shirt. He pulled down his pants and came over to my needy body. He placed his very hard and hot essence over my opening and pushed himself right into me. This time, it wasn't just his behind that was rocking; it was also my body. I had a hard time telling if I was riding or if he was moving. I told him my second orgasm was so close to hitting me hard but it felt like he didn't listen because his eyes were closed and he kept jerking my core with his shaft. I was at his mercy.

I released another white stream, and after about a second, Mr. Langford roared and cursed. He fell onto me after spilling a smoldering gush of desire deep inside my core. When he released my hands from the cuffs, my eyes landed on marks around my wrist and I gasped. "What the fuck did you just do to me?"

Mr. Langford raised his brow. "You need to tame that little mouth of yours and I am sure you will come up with something."

I growled and stood up. He grabbed my arm. "If you are still going to show me this attitude, then be prepared for a more aggressive punishment in the coming week.

I turned around. "David and I are going to his parents next week."

Mr. Langford laughed. "No, we are going to have another hot weekend together."

I kept my hands on my waist. "How about another challenge?"

Mr. Langford shot up his shoulders. "There is nothing in this world I can't do to have sex with you."

I nodded. "All right, I want you to have sex with me in front of David. But remember that I'm not ready to leave my husband, so make sure you make the arrangements that fulfill my requirements." I winked and walked out of his room.

When I came to my room, while I was showering, David came back and told me. "We had to cancel our plan as I had signed three deals after the party but some clients wanted another meeting at the office. We can go to lunch right after the meeting. How about you come to the office?"

I smiled and growled, then resumed my shower.

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