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He’d kept himself from touching her, his hand on the control his only physical contact with her, but he stepped forward now. He could smell her, sweat and lube and the musky scent of her sex that had long ago obliterated any hint of the perfume she’d applied earlier. She was stripped down to flesh and need, trembling with it, and the need to touch her, to feel it sing through her, was overwhelming.
He leaned over her and laid his hand low on her belly. Her muscles quivered under it, her hips jerking as the dildo pounded home. He cupped her face with his other hand, and her eyes fluttered open to latch on to his.
“James,” she managed, her voice hoarse and barely there. She strained toward him, pushing her face into his hand.
“You’re so beautiful, Amanda,” he whispered to her, bending close so only she could hear. “So fucking gorgeous, getting fucked for everyone to see. They can see your greedy little cunt sucking on that fat cock, they can see your clit standing out when you come. They hear you moan, and they know you’re just a greedy little slut with a greedy little hole.”
“James,” she said again, her glasses sliding down her nose as her eyes begged him. “Please.”
“You want to come again, love?” He leaned close enough to skim his tongue over her lips, tasting the salt of sweat and the sharp tang of copper, and knew she’d bitten her lip hard enough to make it bleed. “Is that what you want?”
“Please,” she said again, her breath coming in sharp pants. “I can’t. I can’t…”
She’d already come so many times that she couldn’t quite get there again, he realized. Everything was swollen, over-sensitive. She’d need more.
“It’ll hurt,” he warned her, his voice full of tender menace.
“I don’t care,” she said, raw, desperate need coming off her in waves. “Please.”
“All right.” He straightened and jerked his head at Nick and Cade. He’d thought this might happen and had asked his friends to lend a hand if it did. At his nod, they stepped up to either side of her, on the outside of her spread legs, and waited for his signal.
“You filthy, greedy slut,” he said, and lifting his gloved hand, slapped the breast nearest to him. Almost simultaneously, Nick and Cade slapped the insides of her thighs. Her eyes went wide with shock, her short scream ringing in the open space.
He didn’t pause, didn’t hesitate, bringing his hand down on her other breast before the sound from the first slap had even faded away.
“Greedy slut,” he said again, and slapped the first breast again. “You’ve already come five times, in front of all these people, and you want to do it again. Don’t you? Don’t you?”
“Yes,” she said, half sob, half scream. “Hit me again, please.Please.”
Delight filled him as she begged, pleading with eyes and words, and he gave her what she wanted. Over and over, slapping both breasts at the same time while Nick and Cade continued to pepper her inner thighs with blows.
“Come on,” he urged. Her chest had flushed a deep, dark pink, her nipples going even darker, and her breath was beginning to stutter. “Come on, you slut. You greedy, filthy, cock-hungry slut. Come. Come on that fat cock, come while I smack your tits, while my friends beat your thighs, spread wide so everyone can see you get fucked. Come on, baby, show me how bad you want it. Show me what a greedy, slutty, fuck hole—”
Her scream cut him off, sounding as though it had been ripped from deep within as her body convulsed. He stopped slapping her tits, laying his hand back on her belly so he could feel the contractions, the spasms and pulses of the orgasm as it hit, making her shudder and shake. Nick and Cade had stopped slapping her thighs and stepped back, leaving her wide open to the crowd, the machine still fucking steadily into her while she came.
He pulled the remote out of his pocket, fumbling to shut it off, then passed it to Cade with a jerk of his chin. Nick and Cade stepped forward and pulled the machine back, tugging it completely free of Amanda’s body for the first time in over an hour, and this time her cry was one of discomfort.
“Shhh, baby.” He stripped the gloves off his hands, letting them fall to the floor. He cupped her face, stroking her skin, her sweat-soaked hair, as he nuzzled her mouth. “Shhh, I’m here. It’s all over. You were such a good girl, Amanda, such a good slut for me. Just hold on, okay baby? We’ll get you undone, and I’ll take you home.”
“James.” Her eyes were barely open, her face slack with exhaustion. “Love you.”
He pressed a kiss to her soft mouth, then reached for the straps holding her down. “I love you, too, baby. Just hold on. Just hold on.”
