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Hot spurts of cum cover my chest and run down to the base of my neck. I’m pretty sure some gets in my hair, but I don’t dare move my hands to find out. Not until Kellan pulls out from between my breasts and inhales deeply.
“God, look at you.” Kellan stares down at me with a satisfied smile. “Covered in your master’s cum like a good, good girl.”
I run a finger through some of the cum on my chest and then suck it off my finger, watching him the entire time. His next breath is stuttered and sharp, and then he leans down and slams his lips to mine.
Kellan’s kiss is far from gentle. He nips at my bottom lip, making me yelp, before shoving his tongue into my mouth. Even though my lip hurts, I arch into him, desperate for more.
But Kellan pulls away with a smirk just as I was beginning to hope he forgot about Wes’s rule. “I’ll keep your secret, but from now on, you’d better be on your best behavior.”
Disappointment winds through me even as Kellan’s words make me even more wet.Shit.Why do I have to get turned on by being deprived of what I want? What did I do to deserve this curse?
“Now go to Wes’s room. He wanted to see you when you got home.”
I move to put my clothes on, but Kellan snatches them from my reach. “No. You go just like that, covered in my cum like the dirty, used-up toy you are.”
I can feel my cheeks growing hotter by the second. “But Kellan—”
He smacks my ass and shoves me toward the stairs. “Now,ma belle,before I change my mind and tell him what you did.”
That’s all it takes. I run up the stairs and dash down the hallway until I find myself in front of Wes’s door. It’s partially open, but I knock anyway.
“Come in.”
When I push the door open, Wes’s eyes immediately snap to the cum dripping down my breasts. He leans back in his desk chair, arms crossed.
“Did you come?”
“No.”
“And how wet are you?”
“I…” Bashfully, I glance down at my body. What am I supposed to say? How do you quantify something like that? And how wet am I, exactly? I haven’t touched myself to check.
“Come here.”
Wes’s gaze burns as I take a couple shaky steps toward him. I feel vulnerable without any clothes on when he’s wearing a black T-shirt and sweatpants. It’s made even worse by the fact that it’s obvious what Kellan just did to me.
Gently, Wes reaches a hand in between my legs. I choke on air when he drags a single finger through my pussy, just barely brushing up against my clit. When he pulls away, his finger is glistening.
“So needy,” he murmurs, staring at his finger for a few seconds before sucking it clean. “God, and you taste as good as I remember.”
I whimper.This isn’t fair.
Wes stands. “Get on the bed.”
Dammit.Can I take being used more without getting off? My pussy literally aches with the need to be filled. “Why?”
Wes shoves me across the room until I fall onto the bed with a surprised cry.
“Seriously? What the hell, Wes?”
But he’s already lowering himself to his knees. He grabs my thighs and yanks me to the very edge of the mattress, making me fall onto my back.
Oh my god. Is he going to—
“Fuck,” Wes mutters, and then he dives in like a man starved.
His tongue lashes at my clit, and it’s so needy and sensitive that I cry out. I prop myself up on one elbow and grab at his hair with the other. He groans and sucks on my clit, which causes my eyes to roll back into my head.
