Kellan smiled his approval.
“Are you going to spank me?” A breathless anticipation rang in her voice that calmed him considerably. She did want and need this.
“I’m going to ask you a few questions and you’re going to answer me as soon as you do as I’ve asked.”
With an endearing awkwardness, she draped herself over his thighs.
Because they were sitting so close, her head ended up in Kellan’s lap. He immediately cradled her head, smoothing her hair from her face. “Very good, love.”
She relaxed slightly, but he still felt a fine trembling in her body.
Eric ran a hand across her ass. So perfect. That ass was round and juicy. He let himself touch her through the thin yoga pants she wore, cupping and molding her flesh as he spoke. “Tell me about your sexual experiences to this point.”
She hesitated.
He gave her a few seconds more before he smacked her through her pants three times in quick succession. Belle stiffened for a moment, then released a shuddering sigh. Already, this was turning her on.
“Tell him what he wants to know,” Kellan said, petting her hair. “Withholding information is not an option.”
Tate knelt and kissed her forehead. “Belle, we really do need to know.”
“Once I have, are you going to tell me all of your sexual experiences?”
Eric repressed a smile. Her bratty mouth was going to get her in so much trouble. He delivered three more smacks, these a bit harder. When he’d finished, he pulled at the waist of her pants, lowering them over her backside and exposing it to the cool air. He loved the way she gasped and shuddered when he touched her hot skin.
“I’ll answer any questions you like later, but tonight is about you. We need to know what you’re seeking, Belle. What you respond to. I’m not asking you these questions to embarrass you. I know it’s not polite, but it’s necessary. So start spilling and don’t you dare give me sarcasm. Tell me why you waited.”
She hid behind her smart mouth. He’d figured that out a long time ago. She was bright and quirky and she usually made him laugh, but this wasn’t the time or the place for her sharp wit.
A long moment passed, and he worried she would ask to be released. Finally, she sighed. “I didn’t mean to. It just happened.”
Belle relaxed again, likely because Tate and Kellan were both stroking her. Kellan rubbed her scalp and massaged her neck over and over. Tate kissed her shoulder as he put his hand under her shirt and eased the muscles of her back. The touching seemed to ease her.
“No high school boyfriends?” Eric couldn’t deny his curiosity about how a woman as beautiful as Belle managed to stay a virgin for so long.
“I dated a little, but my father died when I was young. My mom needed help around the house, so I often did laundry and started dinner. I also worked a part-time job at the library and I went to school. I was on the debate team, and in high school, I got involved in academic decathlon. It took up most of my time.”
His heart softened further as he imagined a teenaged Belle, so sweet and studious. “You were a mathlete?”
Tate grinned. “Me, too.”
“That doesn’t surprise me.” Belle chuckled. “But I was more of a history and literature expert. I dated a guy on the team, but we mostly studied together.”
He gave her three more smacks, just for fun. “Keep talking. Tell me about college.”
“It was more of the same. I dated but I didn’t find the right man. I don’t know. Maybe I had an unrealistic vision of what a relationship should be. I wanted to be in love, but I’m too practical to fall easily. I’ve always wanted something that lasts.”
Eric wanted that too, and he knew he’d found it with her. He just had to make sure she saw it that way. “So there’s no particular reason you chose not to have sex.”
Her head came up a little. “There’s no dark past that made me avoid sex, guys. I just wanted it to be special and I didn’t find it.”
Kellan eased her back down and petted her. “Good. We were worried there was, so we all backed off. I’m pleased to learn it was just you being your picky self.”
“How are you feeling, Belle?” It was something Kellan had taught him: always ask where the sub was emotionally.
“I feel achy and a little scared. I want to feel the way I did the other night. Can’t I have it? I’m not asking for more.”
“Belle, I want to give you more,” Tate said. “A whole lot more, baby.”
“There’s more to this than an orgasm.” Eric soothed his hand over her flesh. “But you’ll certainly have that, too. How do you feel now, knowing that?”
“Better,” she admitted. “Talking about my past wasn’t as hard as I thought. I just don’t have that much experience, so it’s embarrassing. I mean, I’ve kissed before. I’ve had some heavy make-out sessions.”
“Did you let a man touch your breasts?” He wanted to know everything she’d experienced so they could do it better, make her forget any touch but theirs.
“I don’t know that I’d call them men. I had a couple of boyfriends squeeze my breasts in the past, but it usually hurt.”
They’d likely moved far too fast. A woman had to be aroused to really enjoy rough play. Once they got Belle hot enough, she would accept clamps on her nipples. Without proper preparation, she’d likely just slap them. “How about your pussy? Ever had a man finger you before the other night?”
“No. I never let it get that far. I didn’t really want any of those boys touching me there. I thought it would be messy and nasty.”
Kellan chuckled. “It is messy and nasty. It’s also fucking hot. That’s why I licked my fingers afterward. You tasted so good. I suppose that means you’ve never given anyone a blow job, huh?”
“No,” she replied. “I’ve never wanted to before.”
“Before what?” Eric hung on her answer to that question.
She hesitated only a moment before she answered. “Before I met you three, I hadn’t thought about sex for a long time. I didn’t miss it. I didn’t care that I wasn’t having it. I certainly didn’t think about spanking or letting anyone tie me up. But now I like getting spanked. Does that make me weird?”
“It makes you perfect.” Eric gave her another three in rapid succession, loving the way she wiggled and squirmed. “It makes you perfect, Belle. And you’re going to love it when we tie you up.”
He was satisfied that she wasn’t trading sex for comfort. He could smell her arousal, but he wanted to feel it, too. Her legs were trapped, the pants holding her thighs together, but the way she was lying across his lap placed her sweet pussy on perfect display. He ran his hand down the swell of her ass until he reached the soft, slick heat of her pussy.
Belle gasped, but Tate and Kellan were there to settle her down with soft words and strokes. Tate lowered himself closer to the floor so he could kiss her. His lips brushed hers as Eric started to work her pussy, spreading the arousal he found there.
“Did she really like her spanking?” Kellan asked, his eyes on her ass.
Eric pulled his hand out and showed his partner her wetness on his fingers. “She can’t fake that. She’s ready, so I think we should give her a few firsts tonight.”
He didn’t just want her to lay back and take pleasure. That wouldn’t tie her to them. She needed to be involved.
“Get up, baby,” Eric ordered. “I want to watch you give your first blow job.”