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I could do this. One more time and I was out. One more time and I would be richer than I ever dreamed possible.
One more time and Kohl and I could make a life for ourselves. One untainted by the game's ruin.
When they signed the digital line, the document disappeared. Tristan called our attention by clapping his hands together.
“Come, we don’t have much time to get you cleaned and fitted before Rat Race starts,” he said, walking out of the room with the clear expectation for us to follow.
It made me wonder what the fuck we’d just signed up for.
Kohl
I was made to belong to you, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“God, I’m fucking obsessed with you,” I moaned against Vic, our wet bodies slipping against each other.
“I know,” she breathed, nipping my shoulder and making me groan.
The water was starting to go cold where it beat down on us from the showerhead, warning that we were well past our allotted twenty minutes, but I didn’t care, not when Vic’s hands were threading through my hair and for the first time I was able to run my tongue across her skin inprivate.
“I can’t believe we’re here,” I said through kisses as I trailed my mouth down her shoulder. “Can’t believe I can finally touch you again.”
“You haven’t had enough?” Vic asked. The small laugh she let out was like a fucking drug. I wanted to hear more of it. Wanted her to laugh louder as she forced me between her legs and rode my face without any hesitation.
“Never,” I breathed, falling to my knees in front of her. “How many times do I have to say it, Vic? I’m yours. For as long as you want to keep me, I’ll be by your side, loving you, pleasing you, protecting you.”
I ended my sentence with a light kiss on the tuft of blonde curls between her legs.
When I looked up at her, her eyes were hooded and her mouth was slightly agape. I held her gaze as I leaned forward and ran my tongue up the length of her folds.
The breathy moan she let out went straight to my core.
“Finger yourself,” she ordered. “Ride your hand while you eat my cunt, but don’t you dare come.”
It was my turn to let out a laugh.
I placed her leg over my shoulder before letting the same hand fall between my legs. I let her get a good look at me rubbing my clit before I leaned forward again.
“Only if you ride my face like you mean it,” I said, my voice husky from the pleasure that was coursing through me.
I wanted her to see me come undone. I wanted her to know that it was because ofherthat I would fall apart without her even touching me.
Her other hand came to tangle in my hair, and she used it as leverage to grind down on my mouth.
Her gasp rang out in the shower when my tongue darted out to lap at her clit.
“If you’re a good boy and fuck yourself, I’ll consider never letting you go ever again,” she purred.
I did as she said, pulling my fingers away from my clit entirely so I could force them into me. I moaned into her cunt as I ground on my hand.
She was doing most of the work. I tried to keep up, sucking her clit or teasing her entrance with my tongue, but Vic had one thing on her mind: her own orgasm.
“That’s right, Kohl,” she moaned. “Fuck, you feel so good. Are you making yourself feel good, baby?”
Her pet name caused butterflies to unleash in my stomach, and if I wasn’t careful, that single phrase could have tipped me over the edge.
Her degradation was intoxicating, something that could make me, even in my most sane mind, crumble. But her praise? God, her praise was like getting a blessing from my very own goddess.
I moaned into her, letting her know how good she was making me feel. Her light laugh that unraveled into a moan caused my pussy to clench around my fingers.
