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“You want to be stretched, little girl? Is that what you fucking want?”
Oh fuck, my clit was clanging like a church bell. “Yes… oh, fuck, please… I want you to stretch me…”
“Gonna open you up so fucking wide,” he growled. “Gonna take your fucking cunt with two fat cocks, stretch you nice and fucking big… two bigfucking dicks in your sweet little pussy… gonna feel so fucking dirty… gonna feel so fucking tight…”
“Yes…”
“Wanna see all the way inside you… all the way into your pink fucking hole…”
“Yes…”
“Gonna make you wet… make you stretch… make you fucking gape for me…”
The heel of his palm, so hard against my clit. “Fuck…” I ran my fingers down his chest, over his abs, until I found the swell in his pants. I squeezed him through his jeans. “Fuck me…”
“I fucking shouldn’t…” he groaned. “Fuck…” But he was grinding against my hand, movingover me.
“Just a quick one. Hard and fast. Please…”
“I can’t…” he said. “I can’t…”
I cried out as he pinned me, his cock against my pussy, just two layers of denim keeping us apart. He fumbled with his zipper, and his breath was fast, so fast in my face. I stared at him, eyes wide, thighs spread and ready for more, but he paused beforehis dick was out, the haze clearing.
“Shit,” he said. “Carl. I just… can’t…”
I tried to find the resolve to push him away. “Grey area?”
He shook his head. “It’s not so fucking grey, not really.” He pressed his forehead to mine. “Shit.”
I sucked in breath. “It’s ok,” I said. “We won’t…”
“But I want to,” he said. “I want to so fucking much.” He gripped the leather of the sofa at the side of my head. “Why couldn’t he have just taken fucking lunchtime off?”
“He must have known…” I whispered. “He must have known we’d be… wanting…”
He shook his head, and his eyes were clear and focused. “That isn’t why you’re here,” he said, and there was a tone to it. A tone that made my heart sink.
I moved from underneath him, and he shifted to accommodate, pulling up his zipper and leaving his cock well alone.
“Why am I here? Why did you call me here knowing Carl was out?” The questions came out with a ragged desperation, and I hated it. I hated the thought of surprises.
And I hated the thought of this being over.
“I didn’t want to say…” he said. “Not yet. It’s too early, way too early, but Carl… Carl needs…” He sighed, then rubbed his face, his breath deep.
I sat upright, closed my thighs. “Carl needs…?”
“Carl wants to know whether…” He sighed. “Carl has… requirements…”
“Two cocks at once, right?” I said.
He shook his head. “That’s not it.” He brushed a wisp of hair from my cheek. “I didn’t want to talk about it, not so soon. But it’s important. Carl is… insistent… he wants to know…needsto know…”
“Needs to know what?”
He looked so awkward, so uncharacteristically unsure. He stared at me, and I willed him, willed him just to spit it out.
“It’s important, like I said.” He looked at the ceiling. “It’s a sensitive situation… something you need to know about…”
