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“No hands, Cat.” Hendrick stands, watching as she puts them behind her back.
I’m not him. He might like slow, torturous route, but I want to be in her mouth. So I tangle my hand in her hair and drag her down. “Open that slut mouth wide.”
“You can talk,” she says, eyes glittering.
“I don’t suck cock.”
“Just pussy.”
“Fuck, yeah. Now…” I shove her head down, and her warm, wet mouth stretches over me, and I start to hammer my way in, both hands in her hair. I pull her up and push her down.
Hendrick turns and goes back to the kitchen.
For a moment, I figure he doesn’t want to watch me fucking destroy her, but it doesn’t take long for me to stop thinking about him and focus on her mouth and the magic she’s doing as she sucks and gags on me. I hold her down and start to fuck her in short thrusts. I’m hitting her the back throat every time. The gag just stimulates me and heightens the heat and electricity inside. My balls rise, and I don’t try to hold back. I push her all the way down and come. Hard.
“Let her up, Jac.”
“Wha—?”
“She’s struggling.” Hendrick’s back. Shit, he means struggling, and not in the good, stretching it to the limits, way. I let her go, and she tumbles away, sputtering. Cum dripples down her chin and onto her chest.
I wait for Mr. Boring to be sweet, but he hauls her up by her hair and sucks her throat. Then he tosses her next to me. “Hold the whore’s legs, Jac.”
He pulls out his erection as I hold her down, and he just yanks the panties to one side and slams balls deep into her without mercy.
“Cunt,” he hisses. “Fucking slut. You sucked his dick in front of me.”
“Stop.” She spits the word, and she’s quivering from being totally fucking turned on. “Stop, Hendrick, and I meanstop.”
I wait for him to do as he’s told.
“Fuck no,” he says, shocking me. Her moan of need shocks me more, and she grabs at him to urge him deeper. “You don’t get to come because of it, and if you do, we’ll whip you.”
“Promises,” she says, her nails biting into his arms.
Oh fuck, this is hot. Hotter than when Carlos wrecks a cunt. This is pure fucking fire. It’s combustion at its best, and like me, I don’t think Hendrick is even pretending to make it last. Her cunt’s stretched tight around his shaft, the ring of it sucking at him with each withdrawal. He fucks her for his pleasure and—
No, he’s working her clit at the same time, and she’s moaning.
Shaking.
It’s the cruelest of things because he’s hauling her up the crest to the top. I know the signs of her orgasm, and he gets her there. She’s lifting her hips, muttering, slurring things, and moaning. Then he comes.
He pushes into her, and his body jerks, her stomach quivers, and then he pulls out. He moves closer, and I grab her head to push her down so that she has to clean him with her mouth.
MG sucks him in and laps at him, before turning and lapping at my cock. Sucking the piercing, her hands slide down her hips.
“Cat, no,” Hendrick orders.
She stops, narrows her eyes at him, and I groan and pull away, tucking my cock away. When Hendrick does the same, he straightens his waist coat like he just finished a business meeting instead of fucking MG together with me again, and says, “Dinner?”
She’s a fucking queen. A pissed off dazed queen, but a queen.
“I’ll get you a frilly apron,Ass-nossio,” I say, still slightly weirded out by the scenario. I pop a piece of roasted chicken in my mouth.
He gives me a withering look. “I can cook, so fucking what. Learn a skill, Jac.”
“I can fuck.”
