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Jett continues to muffle my screams with his mouth until I've got nothing left in me. When he pulls his mouth away, it's only to demand that Oakley keeps holding me up. I don't understand what's happening until I feel Jett enter me from behind while my legs are still wrapped around Oakley.
“I can't. I need to rest...” I lean against Oakley.
“Then rest, Lovely. I can still fuck you as you do.”
And he does. He fucks me until he fills me and then moves, so Fynn can take his spot, “Jesus, Fynn,” Oakley curses as his friend slams into me, “You knock me over, and I'll knock your ass out!”
“My bad,” Fynn snickers and then cups my breasts with his hands and begins thrusting fast, “You feel too fucking good, Little Saint.”
“Mm, I'm going to be so sore come morning,” I chuckle. I'm not sure what's come over me; I'm not even drunk!
I look to the floor and see that Rob is passed out. Jett is dragging him over to a corner where there are more chains with cuffs. When he sees me watching, he winks at me. I bite my lip and then turn to Oakley, who is watching me like a hawk.
“Give me that mouth, Kitty Cat.”
For once, I don't fight him or even question him when he gives me an order. I gladly lean forward and press my lips against his, letting him take them as he likes. Soon, Fynn comes and pulls out. I'm then carried to Oakley's room, barely hearing the Lord's conversation as we climb to the top floor. Sleep takes over as soon as I hit the mattress, and I'm out for the night.
Sunlight is a beastin the mornings. During that time when all you want to do is sleep longer, but you know your body is waking up, that’s when the sun becomes cruel and shines right through the window, shining right on your face. You can toss and turn onto your stomach or throw the pillow over your face, but the damage has already been done.
“Argh!” I toss the covers aside and sit up on the edge of the bed.
This is when I notice two things. One, my lady bits are sore as hell, and two, this is not my room. I look around and recognize it as Oakley’s, only he’s nowhere to be found. I glance over my shoulder and can still see the indent in his pillow on the other side of the bed.
“Oh, fucking hell!” Looking toward his bathroom, I see it’s empty, so at least he isn’t here, witnessing me waking up.
I’m in an oversized T-shirt and my panties, but I know I can’t sneak out in this. My blood-stained costume is balled up on the floor beside the bed. I don’t bother grabbing it because it’s ruined now, so instead, I hurry over to Oakley’s dresser and search for anything that I can wear for my walk of shame as I go home.
Finding a pair of sweatpants, I quickly pull them on and grab my phone, which someone had set on the table beside the bed. Pulling up the Uber app, I send for a ride even though I’m only blocks away. I don’t want anybody to see me in this state and then it getting back to my dad. I’m supposed to be a good girl while I’m here. Instead, I’ve already taken up sinning twice in one night now.
The Uber is only three minutes out, so after ensuring my hair is somewhat decent, I tiptoe out of Oakley’s room and toward the stairs. I’m at the bottom of the stairs in no time, only the door doesn’t open. I curse, remembering that they keep it locked. Movement behind me has me whipping around and finding Oakley standing at the top of the stairs, dangling the keys from his finger.
“Needing these?” He smirks, and I glare.
“Damn it, Oakley. I have to get home; I shouldn’t have slept here.” I watch as he descends the staircase.
“I could have found other things for you to do besides sleep.” His cocky grin has me tingling when I shouldn’t be.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it!” I try snatching the keys from his hand, but he yanks them away.
“Not so fast, Kitty Cat,” his eyes sweep me from head to toe, “You look cute in my clothes, but I like you better without them.”
“Just for once, can you be a decent person?” I cross my arms and stare at him with a raised eyebrow.
“How much fun would that be, Kitty Cat?” He takes the last step down, so we are now almost touching, and I have to tilt my head back a little to look him in the face, “You were going to sneak out on us.” It isn’t a question.
I roll my eyes, “I wasn’t sneaking out. I just wasn’t going to search for you to tell you I was leaving...there’s a difference.”
A sly grin forms on his lips, “You know, Kitty Cat, that venomous tongue of yours is going to get you into trouble one of these days.”
He comes closer, causing me to drop my arms and back up into the door, “Not today; it’s not, because I’m leaving. Now, open the door. I have an Uber waiting for me.”
“Cancel it.”
“What? No...”
“I said...cancel it.” Oakley’s stormy eyes burn into mine challengingly.
“I won’t. I need to get home and shower.”
