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As she bends at the waist, hands flat on the tops of her feet, I strip out of my clothes.
“Don’t you dare fucking come, Roxanne. Not until I say you can. Do you hear me?” Maddox asks, as he strokes the globe of her arse. She lets out a garbled ‘yes’ and then he delivers a teasing thwack.
He strikes her again, harder this time, and I watch as she raises her head slightly, enough to be able to see us both in the mirrored wardrobe door. Me with my hand wrapped firmly around my cock, deftly stroking it, and Maddox with his clenched jaw and the veins in his neck straining as he strikes her again.
With each strike, her cheeks redden and glow, and the noises she makes increase, hitting me in the balls every time, making it impossibly hard not to blow my fucking load right now.
After six strikes, three on each arse cheek, Maddox chucks the flogger to the floor before kneeling behind Rox and ramming his face into her dripping cunt. She almost topples over, but he grips her hips, keeping her upright.
“I’m…I need to…”
“Don’t come yet, Rox,” I chastise, as her words trail off, and Maddox relaxes back on his haunches, face soaked. “Up,” I order, and she slowly rises upright, her face red, a mixture of arousal and the blood rushing to her head. It’s fucking glorious to see.
I walk to the bed, sitting on the edge, and crook my finger in a come here motion. She immediately walks my way, legs a little unsteady. When she reaches me, I don’t get the chance to grab her as she drops to her knees, scraping her nails up my thighs, then with one hand she reaches for my cock, gripping it tight before leaning in and wrapping her lips over the head. It’s a teasing taste, and when she pulls back, I see the smirk in her eyes.
“Three can play your fucking game,” she winks, and with her eyes locked on mine she traces the rim before flicking her tongue in and out of my slit. My hand automatically goes to her head, snatching a handful of her hair and pulling it taut.
“Fucking…hell, Rox!” My cursing continues as she takes me all the way to the root and holds me there for several long seconds, then she tightens her lips and slowly glides back up my shaft to the head, running her tongue beneath the rim again. “Arrgh! Jeez!” I sense Maddox close by, and when I open my eyes, I see him standing behind Rox where she kneels on the floor now naked and holding a bottle of lube in his hand.
Maddox gently touches Rox’s still blooming arse from her flogging, giving her a small tap, and says, “On your feet.”
Releasing me for two seconds, she climbs gingerly to her feet, then dips her head and takes me in her mouth again. This time there is no slow and torturous teasing. No, instead she takes me hard, pumping her hand up and down in time with her mouth, and the vigorous pace is unrelenting and almost pushes me over the edge. But she releases me on a moan as Maddox rubs lube over her arsehole, dipping in and out every now and again, stretching her wide with his fingers.
I lay back and drag her up my body until she’s straddling me, with her feet on the floor either side of me, and I sweep my cock along her pussy before pulling her down to take her mouth in a bruising kiss as I push into her all the fucking way. Withdrawing almost all the way and with my arse hanging off the bed, I grip her waist and slam into her a few times before Maddox moves into position behind her, pushing her over onto my chest, arms either side of my head, while he eases into her arse.
He lets out a deep groan as he bottoms out. “Hold on tight, Tinks. This ain’t going to be gentle,” he grits out, then we move, slowly at first till we find a rhythm. After that, it’s game fucking on as we fuck her senseless.
The first time I feel her about to come, I stop, and Maddox follows suit.
“Ahh…ahh… Sons of fucking bitches,” she curses, dropping her head to my chest as her orgasm slowly slips away from her. “You two will pay for this, you know?” she pants out as we start moving again.
“You can have fun fucking trying, Rox,” I groan, as we pick up the pace. It’s not long before I feel her walls clamp down on my dick, but I don’t have the willpower to stop, needing the release just as much as she does.
Maddox reaches out and grabs a handful of Rox’s hair, and her head snaps up, arching her back, as he gives it a tug.
“Fucking watch as we fill you up. As we…own you,” His words stutter as he begins to come. “Fuuuuuuck!” Maddox roars, as Rox pants above me, her walls fucking squeezing my dick as her orgasm hits her, and I watch her eyes roll to the back of head as I finally find my own release, filling up her pussy. The image of her with our cum dripping from her arse and her pussy is almost enough to make me hard again, but Rox collapses on top of me as Maddox releases her hair.
Rox goes still and silent, not even a panting breath. “Rox, you okay?”
“Hmmm, I’m good,” she mumbles into my chest, making it almost impossible to hear.
Maddox catches my eye as he withdraws, and then he lifts her from my body, turning her to carry her to the shower.
“Where are we going?” she asks sleepily, as I trail after them to the bathroom.
“To take care of you, Tinks,” Maddox says, and I step past to switch the shower on.
After showering, I apply a soothing balm to Rox’s still reddened arse cheeks and try to ignore my dick as it rises at the sight.
She doesn’t miss it, and as she climbs into bed, she says, “Round two?”
“You couldn’t handle it,” I tease, almost daring her, and my dick agrees as it hardens even more. She laughs lightly as Maddox gets in on the other side. It’s a bit tight, but Rox rolls to her side, facing Maddox, allowing me to slip in behind her and giving a little more space.
“Go to sleep, Roxanne,” comes Maddox’s gruff command, as she lays her head on his chest, and I look over to him as he’s clearly bothered by something. He just raises his chin to me before closing his eyes. I’m guessing it can’t be that important or he would have said.
I lay awake long after both Rox and Maddox are asleep. My mind just won’t switch the fuck off. Lila is dead, Rocky is as good as dead if we don’t figure a way to get him back as soon as and James Whitmore is Rogers’ puppet master. There’s still a question mark over B’s loyalty and now Star wants to offer herself up as bait. What a fucking nightmare.
Needing to pee, I climb from the bed and throw on a pair of joggers. After relieving myself, I slip out of the room and head for the office.
