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I feel more than hear Derek reaching his peak and then he’s coming, shooting deep into his girl. I still my thrusts, intent on putting on both a show for everyone and to fulfill my own sick desires.
I am a goddamn deviant, after all.
I pull both of us backward until he slips out and with my fingers still gripping the soft strands of his hair, I shove his head down until his face is level with the pussy he just nutted in.
“Clean up the mess you made like a good boy, Derek. Make her come, since you seemed to forget about her pleasure there for a minute. You’re useless.” He tightens around me at my words like I knew he would. Degradation was high on his list of wants when he joined Opal.
He laps and sucks at the soppy flesh, and I slowly start moving in and out of him shallowly. Looking around, I make eye contact with the audience, letting their pleasure wash over me as well. I revel in seeing them enjoy themselves. It gives me such a fucking thrill.
The whole reason I built this place was for us. People like me. The ones who crave something more. The high it gives me is unmatched. I feel like a puppet master at times, or maybe a director, since no one here is a puppet. Unless they explicitly ask for that. Everything is under my eye line. There’s nothing I haven’t done, at least once.
I glutted myself on trying every kinky, dark, depraved sexual kink I could when I was younger. My early adulthood had me spending night after night indulging in everything. I reached my apex in my mid-twenties and stopped completely. Nothing was bringing me to peak anymore, so I stopped, went on nice dates with nice girls, and actually ended up in a relationship. Angela, October’s mother, was a wild child by conventional standards, but it was nothing to me. I enjoyed her zest for life, though, but the wanderlust calling her could not be contained. I remember when she told me she was pregnant, and we just sat there, stunned. Both of us. She wasn’t staying, and I wasn’t going. I cared for her, but I didn’t love her.
I told her I’d support any choice she wanted to make, and I did. I would have because her body is her own. Any choice she would make would affect us for life. I didn’t want children, didn’t want to potentially spread my diseased blood around. I don’t think Angela did either, but she asked me to come to her appointment and afterward she looked at me, and I remember the words clear as day.I can't be a mother, not in the conventional sense, but Mav, you want to be a father. I saw it. Let me have this baby for you. You’re ready.
I’m shaken out of my thoughts of the past when the sounds of his slurping become more obscene and mingled with her pants and moans that have me picking up speed, chasing my own release.
Keeping his body in place, I fuck into him and without any warning, he brings his head up and I watch as Jaime leans up and he spits the come he just cleaned up out of her tight hole into her mouth. She swallows it down, and the act alone is filthy and triggers my orgasm before I can pull out, and I spill into the condom covering my cock.
My chest heaves and I wrap my hand around the base of my shaft before I withdraw slowly, letting my eyes lock in on my dick edging out of his hard body. His hole twitches and clenches trying to keep me inside.
“Needy fucking asshole, huh, Derek?” As I pull the rest of the way out, leaving his red, abused ass behind.
The scene is on the tail end of it, and I still feel a twinge of something niggling my brain. I can’t figure out what it is and why, but I know that I need to, otherwise it’s going to drive me crazy the rest of the night.
I step back, ready to finish and make sure the two of them are good when Derek turns around and reaches for me.
He rolls the condom down, unsheathing me, and I just quirk an eyebrow at him. What is he doing?
I don’t have to wait long for the answer as he tips the rubber above his open mouth, and my release slides out, landing on his tongue.
How positively vulgar of him.
He shows me his tongue, waiting for me to say something.
“Swallow it like the cock whore you are, and then take care of your girl. Be a good boy, Derek.” I pat his cheek, giving him what he wants before he relaxes and swallows.
I can feel the crowd thin out a bit as people meander away, either to watch another room or to partake in their own, and that’s when I spot a wrist with a bat tattoo on it.
A familiar as fuck bat tattoo.
Who the fuck let my daughter in here?
Better yet, why the fuck was October just watching me? I fucking knew I felt something was not quite right. I could feel it at the base of my spine, traveling all the way up to my head.
My eyes trail up from the ink, taking in her slinky black minidress with the high slit up her right thigh. It’s when I reach chest level, I can see her breasts spilling out, the tops of her nipples peeking, and something in me snaps.
Shooting up to her face, I take in the rose gold and pearl-covered mask she’s wearing. So fucking elegant and she has no business being here.
I barely tuck myself back into my black dress pants before striding over to October. I bend down slightly when I get in front of her, and she opens her mouth to speak, but I scoop her up and throw her over my shoulder.
“Hey! Stop. Put me down, you big ass oaf.” She’s hollering and her small fists beat against my back as she squirms to get down.
“For real, put me down. Why are none of you helping me?” She sees one of my security crew, but before she can call out to them, they speak.
“You good, boss?” He nods his head at the firecracker I’ve got a hold on.
“Yes, Carlo. O and I just need to have a chat in my office.” She’s gone stiff once he called me boss and her nickname slips out, and I finish my long, quick strides until I hit the hallway branching off to the back.
