Her pleas bring me to the brink of insanity.
“I can’t wait to be inside you. Watch you come all over my cock. I want to leave my marks all over your skin. To hear you gasp for breath as you ride me,” the words leave my mouth as I stop my attack on her and sit up.
Gripping her hair in my fist, I yank her toward me, before whispering in her ear, “I’m going to fuck you like a good little slut and you’re going to take everything I give you.” I position myself right behind her and line myself up with her pussy. With a single thrust forward, I bury myself in her tight cunt and she screams. I’ve dreamt of this moment so many times, I can’t help myself now that I finally get to feel her grip me with her perfect little pussy.
Chapter Eight
Tate
Idrop my mouth in surprise and a scream comes out as he pushes himself into me. It feels like he’s everywhere. Mind and body are intertwined.
I’m overcome with all the sensations. So many new feelings as Damon works me like no one else has. He pumps his hips forward, making good on his threats of treating me like a slut. His fingers hold on to my hips, definitely leaving marks in their wake.
When Maddie told me about this party, this was the last thing I thought would happen.
Maybe to her, but not to me.
This is a dream, and when I wake up, I’ll be in my own bed.
I can’t imagine this being real.
“It can’t be real.”
“This is real, Angel. Every inch of me is pumping into you. It’s all real, and I’ll never let you forget it,” he tells me.
I guess I said that last part aloud.
“Damon.” His name slips out in a moan. “Harder. I want more. Please fuck me harder,” I stutter through my heavy breaths as my hands grip the sheets.
Before I can anticipate his next move, he gathers my hair and pulls me up, so my back is flush with his chest.
A hand wraps around my throat, which makes me grab on to his arm with force. When he pulls out and slams back in, I moanloudly, digging my fingers into his flesh to keep myself steady as his thrusts become harder. “Please, Damon. I need to come.”
The feeling of his length sliding in and out of me mixed with his words is what sends me over the edge. I start to come all over his cock as he begins to praise me.
“Such a good girl. Come all over my cock, Angel. I want it all.” As I’m coming down from my high, I don’t even have the time to realize the door somehow was unlocked, opened, and then closed.
On the other side of the room, sitting on the couch Damon and I were on not even that long ago, sit Ace, Roman, and Seb.
I scramble to get up off the bed but don’t make it far before Damon is stopping me.
“Oh, my fucking God,” I yell, pulling away and trying to cover myself up as much as I can. “What are you guys doing in here?”
“Relax, it’s nothing we haven’t seen before,” Ace says as his hand finds Roman’s thigh. The bass from the music adds to the scene unfolding in the room. I feel Damon grabbing my hands, trying to pry off the death grip I have on his sheets. He moves so he’s behind me before leaning down and running his lips over the crook of my neck.
“They want to watch, Angel.” I can feel the smile form on his face, which causes my heart to beat wildly in my chest. “Tell me that’s okay. Will you let them watch how well you take my cock?” he asks. His fingers move around my body, pressing his chest to my back.
Soft fingers hit my clit, moving in pristine circles.
“Okay,” my voice comes out in a quiet tone as all care in the world leaves my mind.
“That’s my good girl.” His fingers rub circles along my exposed skin. I lay my head back on his shoulder, allowing the sheet I was holding hostage to fall to the bed around my knees.
Doing exactly what Damon asked.
Giving his best friends a show.
I guess I am the main act.
