RONAN This isn’t going to do, baby,” Her lips purse in an inaudible plea. I can’t give a fuck even when I try. “You’ve been really naughty lately. Do you know what happens to naughty girls?” She shakes her head. My lips press into a thin line. I add a third finger, and Sarah erupts into a scream. A dark chuckle leaves my throat. “That’s more like it,” I continue fucking her with my fingers, faster this time. “I was beginning to think you couldn’t use your voice.” My left hand grabs her neck. I can feel her juices coat all three fucking fingers. “Do you know what I do to naughty girls, Sarah?” “No—no, daddy.” Hell. Swallowing hard, I slip my fingers out of her dripping cunt. “I punish them. Touch your toes.” Without turning to me, she blinks, visibly dazed. “What?” My scowl deepens. “Don’t make me repeat myself, Sarah,” my hands find the zippers of my pants, and I undo them before reaching for my belt. I pull my briefs below my waist. My hard member springs out. It’s free from the torture of my pants at last. “Hands on your toes. Now.” She moves slowly. It’s deliberate, I know it. Sarah straightens her legs and begins to fold forward, bone by bone. Her spine curves, and the wicked red dress hikes up even further. My breath catches in my throat when her hands brush her thighs, then her knees. Sarah goes lower, until the tip of her fingers kiss her toes. The round curve of her ass tilts up just enough to give me a pristine view. It sends a dangerous heat wave up my spine. It’s not enough to watch her. I want to rip the air from her lungs with every thrust, just like I promised. My hands dig into the skin of her waist to keep her steady. Do I want to ruin her? Yes. Do I want her to fall? No. I have to bend a bit to meet her middle, but it’s nothing I can’t deal with. “You’re going to take my cock in your cunt with your hands on your toes.” I rub the head of my shaft against the slick entrance of her pussy, feeling every soft strand of hair. Sarah exhales. It’s a shaky sound that makes me grin. Firm hands spread her ass cheeks open as I plunge into her waiting core. It takes me in at once, stretching to welcome every fucking inch of my rod. “Fuck, daddy!” She screams. My grip on her waist becomes firmer as the sound of her voice makes me throw my head backwards. She sounds so sexy when she’s like this. It’s been far too long since I was inside her. Far too long since I tasted her pussy. She feels so good, better with every damned stroke. Fuck. It hasn’t been five minutes, and she’s about to make me come. I should have listened to those weird ads on google and stroked myself before fucking her. “You miss me, daddy?” She asks. My throat dries up immediately. Yet, I manage to respond. “You have no fucking idea.” “Are you watching, Malachi? You like watching me get fucked, don’t you?” It’s only then I remember my brothers are still in the fitting suite with us. I glance at their images from the mirror. Hungry eyes stare back at me—her. I can’t take it anymore. One more stroke, and I am certain I will explode into her. Pulling out, I stagger backwards for a small moment. There’s no one like Sarah Wellspring. No one has managed to throw me off balance before. Once I find my pace, I pick her up with one hand, and carry her to the chaise lounge where I sit her down with her legs spread out. Lust filled eyes stare back at me. “Now, we’re going to take turns fucking your pretty pussy.” I step away, and Jaxon comes forward. He already has his pants down to his waist as he places her legs on his shoulders. “Breathe for me, baby.” When Sarah takes a deep breath in, he thrusts into her before she can breathe out. I chuckle at the sight. “You like that, baby girl?” Sarah nods as her pretty eyes roll to the back of her head. With every thrust in, Jaxon’s cock comes out coated in the tasty cream-white liquid from her cunt. She cries out, begging him to go harder, faster, to fuck her like he wants her. And Jaxon listens . He buries his cock deep into her until his balls slap against her ass. He digs his fingers into her flesh, marking her. He doesn’t stop. Fast, then slow. The rhythm changes as he wants it. It’s impossible to take my eyes off how good she’s taking his cock. “Damn, baby. You’re going to make me come!” Sarah locks eyes with him. “Do it, daddy.” She purrs. “Come in me. I can take it.” “Fucking hell.” It’s Malachi who sighs from beside me, while my chest tightens. “Your wish is my fucking command.” His words are strained, but he lets out a groan as he explodes deep into her. Sarah stretches out beneath him, taking every drop he gives. Malachi follows next. He makes her kneel on the chair with her ass facing him. He fucks her with her back to him, gripping her neck occassionally. Her ass bounces with every thrust. The sound of her skin slapping against his feels the room. She’s so loud, and I love every minute of it. Her breasts fall out of the dress when Malachi goes harder. He reaches forward, deeper into her pussy as he cups her tits with both hands. Sarah cries out for more, and Malachi squeezes with more pressure. She tilts her head to the side to look at me, knowing I’m watching her. The faces she makes have me rubbing the base of my shaft, itching for a release. “Fuck!” She bites her lip, still looking at me. “I’m going to come, daddy. I’m going to fucking—shit!” The last word comes out as a scream while she throws her head forward, trembling against my brother’s grip. Malachi shoots his seed into her as well, and she takes it all like a good girl. However, when he pulls out, a tiny bit drops down her legs. I take my place behind her and stroke my cock until I spill sperm all over her ass, allowing it to stain the fabric of her red dress. I don’t stop until it’s ruined with my cum. Then, I take a deep breath and smile at the work of art. “Now, you can’t wear it out. Problem solved.”