The following excerpt from The Worthington Group: Carrie's Answer is intended for adults only. By
continuing to read you are agreeing that you are AT LEAST 18 years old!
“Assume your position.”
Carrie immediately sank to her knees, opening her legs wide and clutching her heavy breasts to present to
Marcus.
He walked up behind her and stroked his hands over the long line of her spine.
“Remember, Carrie-Mine, we can stop at anytime. I would never hurt you.” An involuntary shudder went
through Carrie at his intimately whispered words. The pain was almost as strong as the arousal. She wished he
really meant it when he called her his. She felt his mouth at her nape and leaned into the kiss.
A second pair of hands touched her just underneath her breasts. She froze as the second person in the room
spoke.
“Damn, Marcus she really is beautiful.” Carrie couldn’t move. That voice. She’d know that smooth cadence
anywhere.
Marcus’s hands grabbed her hips and he rocked himself into her backside.
“Yes, Daniel. She’s quite the beauty.”
She gasped at the compliments and turned red. “Ok, guys you're laying in on a little thick.”
Teeth closed over her shoulder and bit hard.
“Daniel, I think we need to explain to Carrie what really counts as beautiful.”
She felt Dan’s smooth chuckle against her face.
“I agree, Marc. And remind her that a good little submissive doesn’t speak until spoken to.” Carrie felt his
velvet smooth tongue lick across her nose, down her cheeks to nip sharply at her chin before rising to kiss her
temples.
“True beauty lies in here,” he said as his hands ran down the sides of her face, stroking hair. Dan’s mouth
whispered smoothly across her head.
“It lies here.” His finger touching the shell of her ear before licking the highly charged spot.
“It lies here,” he finished as his flat palm slid down her sternum to rest in the valley of her breasts. “You’re
gorgeous Carrie, because you understand what we want. What we need you to do. Baby, your are the most
sensual creature I have ever known.”
Daniel smiled a little bit as Marcus glared at him and growled.
Carrie sighed as Marcus bit her earlobe. Daniel’s compliment stopped her heart. No man had ever told her she
was beautiful, and now two of the hottest men in Detroit were showering her with praise. The only thing that could
have made it better was if the words had come from Marcus himself.
“Of course we can’t forget about this body,” Daniel said as his hands cupped each of her breasts. He smiled at
Marcus. “Told ya I like them juicy.”
Carrie stifled a giggle as Marcus growled into the back of her neck.
“You are perfect Carrie, just as you are kneeling obediently before me. And I want you so fucking bad I can’t
stand it.” Marcus’s confession brought tears to Carrie’s eyes, dampening the black silk scarf.
She felt Daniel’s heat as it blanketed the front of her.
“Marcus is damn lucky he got to you first.” He pressed firm lips to hers. Slowly, taking his time, he covered
Carrie’s face with soft butterfly kisses. Marcus was at her back licking her neck. The sensations were tremendous,
as her entire upper body was enveloped in heat.
continuing to read you are agreeing that you are AT LEAST 18 years old!
“Assume your position.”
Carrie immediately sank to her knees, opening her legs wide and clutching her heavy breasts to present to
Marcus.
He walked up behind her and stroked his hands over the long line of her spine.
“Remember, Carrie-Mine, we can stop at anytime. I would never hurt you.” An involuntary shudder went
through Carrie at his intimately whispered words. The pain was almost as strong as the arousal. She wished he
really meant it when he called her his. She felt his mouth at her nape and leaned into the kiss.
A second pair of hands touched her just underneath her breasts. She froze as the second person in the room
spoke.
“Damn, Marcus she really is beautiful.” Carrie couldn’t move. That voice. She’d know that smooth cadence
anywhere.
Marcus’s hands grabbed her hips and he rocked himself into her backside.
“Yes, Daniel. She’s quite the beauty.”
She gasped at the compliments and turned red. “Ok, guys you're laying in on a little thick.”
Teeth closed over her shoulder and bit hard.
“Daniel, I think we need to explain to Carrie what really counts as beautiful.”
She felt Dan’s smooth chuckle against her face.
“I agree, Marc. And remind her that a good little submissive doesn’t speak until spoken to.” Carrie felt his
velvet smooth tongue lick across her nose, down her cheeks to nip sharply at her chin before rising to kiss her
temples.
“True beauty lies in here,” he said as his hands ran down the sides of her face, stroking hair. Dan’s mouth
whispered smoothly across her head.
“It lies here.” His finger touching the shell of her ear before licking the highly charged spot.
“It lies here,” he finished as his flat palm slid down her sternum to rest in the valley of her breasts. “You’re
gorgeous Carrie, because you understand what we want. What we need you to do. Baby, your are the most
sensual creature I have ever known.”
Daniel smiled a little bit as Marcus glared at him and growled.
Carrie sighed as Marcus bit her earlobe. Daniel’s compliment stopped her heart. No man had ever told her she
was beautiful, and now two of the hottest men in Detroit were showering her with praise. The only thing that could
have made it better was if the words had come from Marcus himself.
“Of course we can’t forget about this body,” Daniel said as his hands cupped each of her breasts. He smiled at
Marcus. “Told ya I like them juicy.”
Carrie stifled a giggle as Marcus growled into the back of her neck.
“You are perfect Carrie, just as you are kneeling obediently before me. And I want you so fucking bad I can’t
stand it.” Marcus’s confession brought tears to Carrie’s eyes, dampening the black silk scarf.
She felt Daniel’s heat as it blanketed the front of her.
“Marcus is damn lucky he got to you first.” He pressed firm lips to hers. Slowly, taking his time, he covered
Carrie’s face with soft butterfly kisses. Marcus was at her back licking her neck. The sensations were tremendous,
as her entire upper body was enveloped in heat.