I can barely remember the drive back to the hotel.

       We scarcely close the door to our room before they're both on me. I can't tell which hands and which tongue belongs to who, but I don't care. I'm more than willing to surrender to them.

        In a whirl of actions that I can't keep up with, they strip me of my dress, and Casper ties my hands together with Lawson's tie.

       Lawson drags the corner chair and places it in front of the bed. Nudging me into a sitting position, he doesn't even need to speak. It's clear in his commanding eyes that he wants me to stay still. I sit still and watch as they head towards the bed. They wouldn't actually leave me here in nothing but my bra...

       Casper draws my attention by removing his tie and unbuttoning his dress shirt. "You've been a good girl," he praises. "We're going to need you to be patient for just a little while longer... You wanted to watch, right?"

       A guttural groan rises from my throat. I think I might die if they don't touch me soon...but the idea of watching them? No brainer.

       Lawson seems to have slowed down. He shuffled awkwardly by the bed as though he was suddenly nervous.

       "Are you getting performance anxiety, baby?" Casper pats his cheek. The simplest action seems to erase most of Lawson's nerves. "It's our first time putting on a show," Casper adds in a staged whisper my way.

       Lawson's jaw ticks, and I almost smile. Casper was trying to rile him. What better way to erase his uneasiness, then by getting him fired up?

      "Shut up," Lawson orders.

      Casper doesn't back down, the crooked grin on his face only grows.

      "I'd be happy for you to shut me up." Casper is really playing into his part of a brat, and I'm all for it.

       I'm all too eager to see how Lawson will choose to shut him up. I nearly recoil when Lawson stalks forward, coming straight at me. While I thought he was coming for me, he barely acknowledges me. Instead, he reaches behind me to fumble with the pocket of his blazer that's hanging on the chair. In a leisure move, he pulls my panties out and walks back towards the bed as if nothing happened.

       I hold my breath as Lawson grabs Casper's face with one hand, fingers gripping his jaw and thumb making an indent on his cheek. There's nothing gentle about his hold but Casper's cock springs to life.

       "Open your mouth."

       Casper's face twitches as if with the desire to disobey, but he opens his mouth. They've done this often. He knows how to pick his battles.

       I inhale sharply as Lawson shoves my panties in between Casper's parted lips.

       "I'd love to shove my dick down your tight throat, but that's not what Desirae wants." Lawson pushes Casper onto the bed, hovering threateningly above him. They've placed me at the perfect angle to see the both of them. "She wants to see you spread open and vulnerable."

       Casper blushes. He's sitting on the edge of the bed, cheeks red and my panties in his mouth, as Lawson bends down to pull his pants off. He takes his boxers off next, giving Casper's newly freed cock a teasing squeeze in the process.

       Casper locks eyes with me and the vulnerability there only turns me on more. He knows it too. In retaliation, he flicks the cell phone screen on the mattress beside him. My vibrator turns on again and I jolt in my seat. Seeing them together would be enough to reach my orgasm. I don't need this extra torment.

       "Get on all fours," Lawson instructs. A strangled noise escapes Casper, but he does as he's told. Lawson makes sure to step a little to the side, ensuring that I get a good view. A view of Casper's ass...I squirm in my seat. This is too much. I will embarrass myself by cumming without either one of them touching me.

      Lawson grips Casper's ankles and inches him a little closer to the edge. With a rough hand on his lower back, he pushes him onto his elbows. The power dynamic between the two of them, seems to come so easy.

       "Spread yourself open," Lawson speaks. Every word that comes out of that man's mouth is like a slap to my clit. He swats Casper's ass for emphasis. Casper's legs slide against the blanket, parting his thighs. "Are you shy all of a sudden?" He pushes Casper's legs further apart. "Use your hands, Cas."

       I can see Casper's face just enough to see his skin turn a deeper shade of red, as he reaches behind himself to pull his cheeks apart. He's on full display and Lawson ensures that I get to see all of it. He pulls my chair forward.

       "Someday I'll let you torture him too," Lawson tells me.

       He must notice the way my breathing quickens because he smirks. "You like that idea, don't you?" I was beginning to think that I would like any idea when it came to them.

       "Yes," I croak.

      The vibrator amps up again and I cry out.

       Lawson drops to his knees on the floor behind Casper, face lined up with his asshole. I think I have an out of body experience, as Lawson brings his mouth to Casper's puckered hole. Like his previous grip on his face and thighs, there's nothing gentle or shy in his actions. He goes right in. Tongue circling Casper's rim relentlessly, he only lifts his head to spit on his hole.

       Watching Casper squirm and moan under Lawson's tongue and fingers, might be my new favourite image. I'm growing angsty, as Lawson takes his time, starting with one finger, until three of his fingers slide in with ease.

      Casper's muffled groans remind me of my panties in his mouth, and I vow to memorize that picture forever.

      When he finally declares Casper to be ready, Lawson rises to his feet. He unties his belt and zipper and pulls his cock out. There's no hesitation. He lines himself up, and thrusts into Casper.

      It's rough and loud, but it's perfect.

      Lawson throws his head back, thrusting one last time before cumming. He keeps his dick in Casper's ass a few moments longer, leisurely jacking him off. It's clear that he doesn't plan on letting him cum yet.

      He finally pulls out, a stream of cum following his soft cock. My eyes are glued on the cum leaking out of Casper's puckered hole.

      "Come here, Dez," Lawson calls. I hesitate, legs shaky as my climax approaches.

      I join Lawson, eyes still on Casper who is growing as angsty as I am.

      "Do you want a taste?" he asks.

      "Pardon?" I choke. Casper bucks forward, hands slipping. Lawson guides his hands back to his ass.

      "I didn't tell you to stop. Keep yourself spread open a little longer."

       Casper pants, following the orders he's given with trembling hands. Lawson kneels beside him, speaking into his ear. "You know your safe sign," he reminds. "Open your eyes, Cas. Look at her."

       Lawson taunting Casper is so new that I'm still standing here frozen. Casper opens his eyes and lifts his gaze to mine. He's waiting. Anxious. On edge. They're waiting on my move.

       Lawson takes Casper's dick in his hand, as he too looks at me. "What's it going to be?" he taunts. "I can tell you want to. I bet one swipe of your tongue on his asshole sends him over the edge. Be a good girl and clean up my mess."

       Lawson pushes Casper's ass higher up to make up for my height as I take a step forward. I lock eyes with Casper. His panting echoes through the room, eyes half lidded.

        I bend my head down, and softly drag my tongue across the stream of cum dripping from his hole. It's the softest lick but Casper cries out. Confidence growing, I drag my tongue more firmly, planting my lips around him to really suck the cum out. His moaning is music to my ears. I dare to poke my tongue inside, gliding in effortlessly after Lawson's fucking, and Casper erupts. Lawson continues to jerk him off, dragging out the orgasm, as I step back to appreciate the sight of Casper McLain coming undone.

       I'm so high on the thrill of witnessing the effect we have on him, that I momentarily forget that I haven't finished yet.

       "We're not done with you, yet," Lawson warns.

       "We're just getting started," Casper adds with dark eyes. I'm about to get it so much worse than he just did.