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Emory had frozen, tense but having completely forgotten she was resisting.
Sweat glistened across Micah’s back as Rory’s normally well-groomed hair laid in disarray across his forehead, his brow etched in a mixture of passion, pain, and uncontrollable need as his mouth drifted across Micah’s skin, biting and breathing as he rode him faster and faster.
I exhaled, snaking my arm around her tighter and watching the looks flash across Micah’s face.
Looking at them, you’d assume Micah was the one in control. He was bigger, taller, more muscular, and he had that whole dark and dangerous vibe.
He wasn’t. Rory was the dominant one, and Micah loved every second of it because all he wanted was love.
I was like that. Emmy was like Rory.
Perfect for me.
When she let herself be.
We watched Rory reach around and dig Micah’s dick out of his pants, already long and erect, and stroke it as he thrust faster and harder. He threw his head back, growled, and Micah shook the shelves, books falling to the floor as Rory came, pumping his dick and spending himself.
He barely took a moment to catch his breath before he shoved Micah onto the couch, pulled down his pants, and dropped to his knees, taking his dark-haired boy into his mouth and returning the favor.
Micah’s abs and arms flexed as he slouched in his seat and stroked Rory’s head, drawing him down again and again onto his cock.
“You ever do that to a man?” I asked Emory.
She tried to pull away, as
if just waking up and realizing I was here.
“I never did that to you,” she retorted.
I spun her around and slipped my hand straight down her fucking pants, diving into her cunt—hot and wet just like I knew it would be.
She whimpered, the feel of her tingling up my arm, and I snatched her bottom lip between my teeth, so turned-on and hard at how much I’d missed this.
All my friends loved the control. Loved to hold them down and make them beg for it like Rika, Banks, and Winter were their toys.
Not me.
She dominated me, and I didn’t want it any other way. In the classroom, in the library, in the movie theater, in my truck… Watching her cash in on my ass was better than actual sex.
I could be a bad boy, and I needed to be disciplined.
She growled, trying to push me away, but I brought my hand up, rubbing my glistening fingers in her face.
And then I crashed down on her mouth, kissing, nibbling, sucking, and tugging her sweet flesh and hearing a moan escape before she tried to push me away again.
“I know you know how to take a beating,” I told her, whispering over her lips, “but this isn’t the kind you’re used to.”
Crashing through the doors to the drawing room, I pushed her back onto the other sofa, ignoring Micah and Rory still going at it a few feet away, and fell on top of her, ripping open her shirt before grabbing her bra between her tits and yanking with full force, hearing it tear apart, baring the golden skin of her beautiful breasts.
She struggled, swatting her hands at me as I came down on top of her, smiling as her legs fell open.
“Hit me,” I whispered over her lips before diving in to kiss her. “Hit me for all the tail I fucked after you. For all the nights I forgot about you, ridden to kingdom come by tits and ass ten times hotter than you.”
“Ten?” she taunted me. “Really? Come on. You can afford hotter than that! Maybe twenty times hotter! Still got their numbers?”
I laughed bitterly, rising up and pulling down her pants, but she wasn’t wearing any panties, because I took those yesterday. I came back down, molding my mouth to hers and thrust against her.
I glided my hands all over her body. God, she was so damn hot.
