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Roland and Victor clinked glasses as Henri’s reflection bounced on the many walls, revealing the desperate hunger on his face as he dove his glistening fingers into his navy boxer-briefs and pulled out his erection.
He didn’t say a word as he tore open the condom and rolled it down his impressive, thick length.
I couldn’t breathe.
Could barely focus.
I twitched and jerked as he finished encasing himself, then tripped into me. Flipping up my skirt, he wedged himself against my ass. He grunted as the heat of his thighs collided with the iciness of mine. His skin blazed. His condom-slippery cock burned.
“Don’t…please,” I moaned. “Please don’t.”
Folding over me, he slapped one hand against the table by my ear and the other locked between us, fisting himself, guiding himself to rape me. “Just…submit and it’ll be over soon.”
I shut down.
White noise filled my ears.
“I’m sorry,” he groaned as the broad head of his crown penetrated my—
“Wait,” Victor snapped, stalking to the door.
I couldn’t catch a proper breath as Henri panted heavily behind me.
A knocking echoed in the room, cutting through the white noise in my head.
Ripping open the door, Victor barked, “Quoi?” (What?)
Henri froze, his cock twitching against me.
Loud music from the nightclub poured into the private bar as the man who’d knocked whispered urgently to Victor. Whatever he said made Victor’s shoulders tense. He nodded and slammed the door.
Clapping his hands, he ordered, “We’re leaving. Right now.”
“What? Why?” Roland threw back the rest of his drink. “Henri’s just about to—”
“Some rich pricks brought cocaine into the nightclub.”
“How is that different from any other night?” Roland frowned.
“Instead of keeping it quiet, they’re flashing it around. The police have been called and are on their way to do a drug bust. They’re searching everyone on the premises.”
“Merde.” Henri backed away from me.
My entire body sagged with relief.
My core throbbed from his almost-invasion.
With shaking hands, he yanked the condom off and shoved his cock back into his trousers. With a wince, he zipped up and buckled his belt before shoving the unused piece of rubber into his pocket. “What happens now?” His eyes dropped to my ankle where my broken knickers hung in tatters. Bending down, he yanked my foot up, tugged my underwear free, and slipped them silently where the condom had vanished.
My teeth cracked together.
He took them.
Why?
What depraved, unholy thing would he do with them?
“We leave.” Victor pressed a button on the black device that scrambled cellphone reception. Pulling out his phone, he dialled and rushed, “Wings up in forty minutes. We’re on our way.”
