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I worked my fingers down under the scrap of lace she wore under her pants. When my fingers reached her hot core, I swept them along the seam of her pussy, exploring before I pushed them up and into her, running my finger from her ass to her clit. Ginevra whimpered, but she didn’t move away from me. I pulled my fingers up and out of her, then ran them along her mouth.
“Suck,” I commanded. “Get them nice and wet.”
She opened her lips, and I plunged two fingers into her wet mouth, sweeping them around the inside of her cheeks, claiming her mouth for my own. She licked and sucked my fingers until they were dripping in spit.
When I slid them down her pants this time, I kicked her feet apart, holding her thighs against the wall with my own, and plunged my fingers directly into her. She was tight and dry. Even with the spit, it had to be painful, but she didn’t make a sound as a lone tear trickled down her cheek. I lazily pumped my fingers in and out, then ground the meaty part of my palm against her clit.
Her sharp intake of breath at the contact surprised me.Hm.I dragged my fingers out of her, then ran them up and down the heat of her pussy, stopping to circle her clit, then repeating the motion. Her breathing sped up. I circled it again, increasing the pressure. Her hips jerked against my hand. When I ran my fingers up and down her pussy again, she was wet.
I played with her clit gently, keeping her trapped against the wall with the weight of my body. Rian and Liam watched us, their eyes hot and hooded with desire. Neither of them realized yet that our little princess was actually a slut for degradation, turned on and wet for my abuse. They’d know soon. I changed the plan in my head.
I stepped back and slapped her ass again, for the pure joy of watching it jiggle and shake under the soft fabric of her slacks. Fuck, she was gorgeous. As I swirled my fingers around that tight bundle of nerves between her legs, I slid my other hand up her stomach. Her abdominal muscles clenched as I traced up to the undersides of her breasts. With a featherlight touch, I explored them, before wrenching one out of her bra and pinching the nipple hard.
She cried out and bucked her hips.Fuck, she liked this. I plunged two fingers into her. She was drenched. Now focused on her pleasure rather than her humiliation, I roughly fucked her with my hand, grinding my palm into her clit as I switched between pinching and stroking her nipple.
When I flicked my eyes over to Rian, he nodded. Even if he hadn’t approved, there was no way I was going to miss this opportunity to bring our sweet slut to completion in this filthy alley. This wasn’t the original plan, but we could adjust.
I sped up my fingers until she was writhing against me, frantically seeking her release as her ass slid up and down against my hard-on. As I worked her into a frenzy, she mewled and whined with arousal until she came with a shattered cry, clenching around my fingers inside of her. When her knees gave way, I caught her in my arms, resisting the urge to nuzzle my nose in her neck as I balanced her on her feet.
She stood there, her hands still braced against the wall, breathing hard, slumped against me, quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
When I was sure she wouldn’t collapse, I spared a glance for Rian and Liam, whose hard-ons matched my own. Liam’s gaze was frankly admiring. Rian held his cards closer to his chest, but his breathing was as ragged as mine.
Careful not to scrape her further against the brick, I turned Ginevra around and leaned her against the wall. Her eyes were still vacant, but her breathing evened out. “You’re so fucking beautiful, darling.”
I stuck my fingers in her mouth. “Clean them,” I ordered, and she did. I allowed a moan to escape me as her tongue flicked over my fingers. Her red lipstick was smudged exactly how I’d imagined it earlier, and I was hard pressed not to shove her down to her knees and make her wrap those full lips around my dick in the alleyway.
I slid my hands up her belly again and adjusted her breasts in her bra, resisting the temptation to cup them in my hands and play with them. I pulled a handkerchief out of my suit pocket and gently cleaned up the mess between her legs. After I’d straightened her clothes, I brushed my fingers down her cheeks, wiping away her tears and the debris from the wall.
I hadn’t expected her to like it, none of us had. Certainly,sheseemed surprised by her body’s reaction to my attention.
Ginevra stood there, her eyes still vacant, leaning against the wall and shuddering. Uncertainty overwhelmed me. Tentatively, I reached my hand out to cup her cheek. When she didn’t respond, I dragged her to me and enveloped her in a hug, holding her tight against me. “You did so well, baby girl. You were so fucking gorgeous when you came all over my fingers while Rian and Liam watched.”
She didn’t say anything, but slowly relaxed, until she was leaning against me. Her breath evened out and her heartbeat slowed. I couldn’t hold back my relief that I hadn’t broken her like we’d intended. I shoved the feeling back down, deep inside me, but didn’t let her go as I stroked her hair and soothed her until she stopped shivering.
“Fuckin’ A, Cormac,” Liam rasped.
Rian’s answering chuckle was dark. “No, fuckin’Ginevra,” he said, mirroring Liam’s appreciation.
Ginevra straightened. She pulled out of my grasp and held out her hand to Rian. “My bag, please.”
He bent down and picked it up from the ground where she’d dropped it. She spent two minutes wiping her tears and fixing her make-up, erasing the mess on her face and replacing it with a blank cipher.
There was a slight scrape on her cheek from where I’d shoved her against the brick. When I reached my hand toward her face to stroke it, she turned away. Her ramrod straight back and trembling hands revealed she wasn’t as okay with what happened as she was pretending.
As she swept out of the alley, she slipped her fingers into the crook of Rian’s arm once again, and led us back out to the sidewalk.
5
GINEVRA
Although I clutched my fingers around Rian’s arm, I couldn’t stop shaking as we walked in a tight diamond to the restaurant, Liam in front, Rian and I in the middle, and Cormac behind us. Cormac had violated me without a second thought, and I not only allowed it, I got off from it! What did that say about me?
Unresolved trauma, is what it said, and this trip home had unearthed a shit ton of it.
When we reached Baldino’s, Rian held the door for me, his eyes running up and down my body, warm with appreciation. Cormac and Liam made themselves comfortable at a table on the sidewalk, among the other bodyguards and suits protecting the occupants inside.
In the doorway, Rian reached out and ran a thumb over my scraped cheek. I froze, not sure whether I wanted to lean into the comfort of the caress or jerk back in fear. He chuckled softly, then took my hand and led me into the restaurant.
