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"Oh, no?" I asked, playing innocent.
"I can think of other ways to warm you up," he said, his hand sliding down my side, over the curve of my hip.
"Really? How?" I asked, wiggling against him again.
So much for that whole "avoid evil guys" plan of mine.
I had a type.
I was, apparently, a glutton for it.
"You..." he started, trailing off when the basement door opened, and a riot of voices started coming down, talking about cards.
From the position of the bed, we could see the very corner of the table, but I had no idea if they could see us, if they knew we were there.
"Sh," Drex murmured.
"Why sh—" I started, my words getting cut off by a gasp as his hand slid between my thighs, and toyed with my clit through the frustratingly thick material of my borrowed sweatpants. "Oh," I said on a low whimper, my hips rolling, impatient for more.
Sensing my desperation, Drex rolled me onto my back, going onto his side to look down at me as his hand slipped under the waistband of my pants and panties.
Two fingers plunged inside of me without warning, making my whole body jolt as I pressed my lips together to keep from crying out.
"Feeling warm to me," he said, twisting his fingers inside of me. "Think we could get you hotter, though," he told me.
I didn't know at the moment what his plan was.
It wasn't until he drove me to the edge before pulling his fingers suddenly out of me before I could come that I realized what his plan was.
Torture.
Just a different kind of torture.
"You're evil," I whimpered after the third time he edged me, the intensity of my need long since becoming a painful thing.
"Don't forget it," he agreed, rubbing his thumb across my clit.
On the other side of the table, the laughter and conversation from the men grew louder. The sounds mingled with the clink of poker chips flying into the pot and the hissing sound of beer cans opening.
I never would have thought that the possibility of being overheard, of being seen, would make a thrill of need course through me. But there was no denying that was what was happening as Drex worked my clit, as he leaned down to suck my hardened nipple into his mouth through my shirt. Arching off the bed, a sound escaped me that was closer to a moan than a quiet gasp.
"You want them to hear you, huh?" Drex asked, glancing up at me with eyes that seemed to burn red even in the dark. "Think I can make you scream," he added, slipping another finger inside me as his thumb continued its torment of my clit.
By the time his fingers curled inside me, started gliding over my top wall, I was already at that edge.
He just pushed me over it.
Just as the scream started, though, his free hand moved out, closed over my mouth, muffled the sound.
He worked me through the orgasm, dragging it out, making it last until it sapped every bit of energy out of my body, leaving me numb and lifeless after.
I couldn't even blame the man when he pushed up to gloat down at me.
He'd earned that self-satisfied smirk.
And if it meant I got to have orgasms like that, I would happily deal with bolstering up his already healthy ego.
"Warm enough now?" Drex asked as he rolled onto his back.
All I managed was some sort of grunting sound. That sound got a chuckle out of Drex.
"Now get over here," he demanded, wrapping an arm under me to curl my body onto his again. "And get some sleep."
After an orgasm like that, I was helpless to do anything but follow orders.
Chapter Eight
Drex
I woke up to her lips around my cock.
All night after she finally passed out, come-drunk and warm, I'd been failing to control my cock that had all sorts of ideas about sinking inside her hot, wet pussy, the pussy that seemed to throb and ache for me no matter how many times I satisfied it.
When I finally did pass out, I had dreams about fucking her, too.
Bent forward over my bike.
Riding me on the bed.
Going a few rounds on top in the woods.
You name it, I fantasized about it, making my sleep patchy and miserable.
I'd finally managed to fall into a deep sleep sometime after slipping Nova another dose of her meds.
Only to wake up to a fantasy come to life.
Nova was completely obscured by the sheets, so I reached out, snatched them back, wanting more than I could say to watch her as her tongue traced lazy circles around the head of my cock.
"Fuck," I hissed as she slipped her soft lips around me while glancing over at me.
Sure, it was hot as fuck to wake up to getting your dick sucked by a woman you'd risked everything for.
