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I didn’t bother to hide my guffaw. “It’s been uncomfortable since the moment Cormac put it in.”
Liam leaned down to whisper in my ear. “It’s very clear to me you’re new to ass play. I’d like to add some lube, so it doesn’t start to hurt.”
Was he fucking kidding me? I spun around in the chair to face him. “I have an hour of meetings and then I’ll have a quick break. Can I come find you then?”
He looked at me skeptically. “It’s your ass, love.”
A familiar dinging sound announced the beginning of the senior staff stand-up. Liam stepped out of the frame as I flicked on my ring light and swung around to face my laptop, my facial expression pleasant but neutral.
“Good morning, folks! Let’s get started.”
An hour later, I was exhausted from trying to pretend everything was normal with the plug in my ass constantly begging for my attention. Doing so while I checked out code and project milestones? Fine. Doing so while I carried on a conversation and made decisions about the course of my company? Much less so.
I slammed my laptop closed after the call, leaning back into the chair and closing my eyes. The plug really did ache. Liam knocked on the doorframe, a knowing grin on his face. “C’mon, lass, let’s get you taken care of.”
Every sore muscle from the night before screamed at me as I stood straight and linked my fingers above my head, stretching and clearing out the cobwebs that came from sitting still for so long. He led me through a bedroom to a bathroom and indicated that I should lean over the counter.
“Haven’t you made your point? Can I just take it out?” I asked.
He laughed. “Lass, I’m not going to get between you and Cormac. I’m just trying to make you a bit more comfortable.”
I wasn’t sure what to make of that, so I undid my pants and slid them down to my knees with my panties.
Liam groaned as I bared my ass to him. “Fuckin’ gorgeous,” he said, running his hands over my naked curves. He ran a well-lubed finger around the edge of the plug where it entered me, then worked it slowly back and forth.
A moan burst out of me at the sensation. It was too much. I was too full. The morning had been too fucking hard with the plug deep in my ass. In a few seconds, I was mewling and whimpering as he fucked me with it.
“God, she’s gorgeous when she’s whoring for us, isn’t she?” Cormac commented from the doorway. I froze. Liam didn’t allow me to step away from the counter. My humiliation splashed icy water on the fiery inferno of my rising need.
Liam reached around and circled my clit with his other hand, bringing me higher and higher. My reflection in the mirror was wanton and needy as he expertly played my body. I writhed against him, seeking my climax as pleasure washed through me. He met my eyes in the mirror, then yanked his hands away right before I crashed over the cliff.
“What the fuck?” I snapped, reaching down to finish the job myself, only to find Liam and Cormac each with their fingers wrapped around one of my wrists.
Cormac’s laughter echoed cruelly in the tile bathroom. “Only good girls get orgasms.”
Was he out of his fucking mind? “What else do you want from me? I have done everything you’ve asked since the moment I stepped into this house last night.”
Cormac hummed and met my eyes in the mirror. “Get on your knees and suck my cock.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
Cormac leaned in closer, pressing his torso against mine until I felt his hard cock pressing into the crack of my ass. “I told you, darling, only good girls get orgasms.” He pushed himself off of me and sauntered out of the bathroom, whistling.
Goddammit.
I hauled up my panties and my pants, adjusting myself in the mirror until once again, I looked like an executive.
Liam wrapped his arms around my middle and pulled me backward into him, nuzzling his nose into the crown of my head. God, I wanted to relax into him and enjoy the hug. It was a false comfort though, nothing more than trauma-bonding with a man who wanted to buy sex with me in exchange for acceptance by the old money that ran this town.
When I stiffened, he let me go, his easy going grin hiding his thoughts.
9
RIAN
Watching Liam beat the daylights out of some piece-of-shit who sent kids into my clubs to sell drugs didn’t cheer me up the way I expected.
Liam stepped back from the chair where he’d taped the dealer into place. I leaned over the bound man, bringing my face close to his, propping myself up with a hand on the back of the chair. “Ikeji, the next time you send a kid into one of my establishments to sell adulterated product, I’m going to slice you up and feed you to the fucking hogs.”
