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Fuck me, my pussy is going to need a vacation from this house already. I’m constantly horny. If it’s not Marnix being the world’s biggest asshole—which I’m apparently into—it’s Cohutta being all sexy and playful, reminding me what it’s like to be tangled in the sheets with him. Add in Rush looking like a sexy assassin in his all-black attire, who is also apparently fucking brilliant, working on coding a security system, and it’s enough to bring me to my knees.
I’m becoming fucking weak when it comes to them.
They’re three titans who each hold power over me in their own ways. I’m succumbing to my desires, even when I don’t want to.
“Argh!” I throw myself down on my bed, slamming my head into the pillow and screaming out my frustrations. It felt nice getting to know more about Rush earlier, but then Cohutta had to go and ruin it all, making my head spin with how close he was to me—with how badly I want him, crave him. “Fuck.” I slam my fist into the bed, before rolling over to stare at the ceiling.
My core aches, begging for the release I’ve been craving since yesterday morning. Since I got woken up from that damn dream, since Marnix left me with so much pent-up sexual frustration, since being so close to Rushton, which made me imagine what those thick muscles could do to me, since being pressed against Cohutta, knowing anyone could walk in and see his hand down my shorts.
I’m a hot fucking mess.
“Get your shit together, Tara. You’re acting like a dog in heat.” Looking over at the intimidating amount of boxes in the corner, I’m too lazy to sort through them all to look for my trusty sidekick, the one that has gotten me off faster than almost any man.
Not faster than the one you just left high and dry downstairs.
I guess I’ll have to take matters into my own hands, the old-fashioned way. Sliding my shorts and panties down my hips, I kick them off to the side. I rip my tank top off over my head and unclasp my bra, throwing them both onto the floor. I’m left naked on top of the sheets, ready to give my greedy pussy what she wants—well, not exactly what she wants.
My hands automatically find my hard nipples, and I release a low groan at the sparks of pleasure. I’m a boob gal so I like a little nipple play to go with my orgasms. I sure as hell have enough pent-up energy to know that it’s not going to take long for me to come.
I lean my head back into the soft pillows, taking in just how comfortable this bed is. It feels like a goddamn cloud. Once I’m blissed out on my high afterward, I don’t think it’ll take long for me to fall asleep with this kind of comfort.
My fingers skate down my body, finding my folds slick from my run-in with Cohutta. Shit, he was so close to finger-banging me right there in the kitchen, and my sick fucking self was going to let him.
Once his fingers were on me, it was like I forgot about the outside world, forgot about Marnix being able to walk in at any moment, forgot that Rush could probably see us on the cameras. All I could think about was Cohutta and the way his gray eyes pierced right into my soul.
“Fuck.” I rub my aching clit, wishing it was Cohutta’s long, thick fingers instead. My other hand continues pinching my hard nipple. I widen my legs, planting my feet on the bed before dipping two fingers inside my soaked core.
Images of Marnix’s warm mouth, ravishing me with kisses like he needed them to breathe, flood my memory. The way he sucked on my breasts, teasing my sensitive buds, sent sparks through my body. The man is an expert with his mouth, and he didn’t even have to eat my pussy for me to figure that out.
I could go for Marnix’s mouth on my pussy, Cohutta’s thick cock in my ass, and Rush destroying my breasts all at the same time. I want to taste them all. I want to feel them all over my body. I want them to give me the pain and pleasure I crave.
My mind wanders to the wet dream I had yesterday, imagining Rush eating my pussy like an expert, Cohutta’s dick shoved down my throat, and Marnix’s angry demand for me to come.
“Oh shit, oh shit.” Warmth begins to pool in my lower belly the closer I get to coming. My legs begin to quake but I’m not ready. I’m not ready for my release yet. I want to ride this out, imagining all the dirty things they could do to my body. I want their marks all over me for me to remember.
The sound of my door flying open startles me, but I don’t stop. I’m so damn close and I’ve been chasing this orgasm since yesterday morning.
“If your ass is hungr—” Marnix comes barging in without knocking, before his words are cut off. His heated stare goes straight to my pussy, lighting my body on fire. “What are you doing?” He chokes the words out, stepping into the room quickly and shutting the door behind him.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I pick up the pace on my clit, feeling even more turned on that he’s watching me. I can see the growing erection in his pants but he just stands there staring at me, with his arms crossed over his chest. “Enjoying the show?”
He scoffs at my question, but shifts on his feet, trying to adjust his growing cock in his pants.
“Need to take care of that?” I taunt, trying to get a rise out of him. I’m also trying to pretend that I don’t care that he fucked with my emotions last night.
“Tara,” he growls, his voice husky and dripping with desire. He takes a step closer to me, getting a better view of my pussy.
Gotcha, motherfucker. Try to pretend you don’t want me all you want, but I can see it all over your face.
“Faster.” His demand shocks the hell out of me, forcing me to falter.
“W-what?” I’m panting under his scrutiny, feeling like my entire body is about to combust. The way he’s looking at me—like he’s hungry, needy, desperate—is putting me closer to the edge.
“Faster.”
Even when he’s not touching me, he wants to be in control of the situation. I do as he says, pumping my fingers faster in my core as my thumb presses down on my clit.
“You like me watching you, don’t you?” he groans. “Answer me.”
