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Hendrick watches. At the corner of my eye, I see him, dark to Jac’s light, even though their souls are equally dark. Jac’s more savage, Hendrick’s contemplative, and right now, my boldness is going to cost. He’s not going to help.
Jac grins because he sees that, too.
My pussy throbs deep with anticipation.
Jac grabs my hair, yanking my head back, pushes my panties to the side—they’re going to be absolutely ruined by the end of this—and brutally finger fucks me. His thumb presses on my clit, and it’s a maelstrom of heat and pleasure, almost too much. He hurls me up to the edge of coming, and then he slows.
I try and pull free. “Tease.”
“Whore.”
“I want to get you a nice, thick butt plug for anal training,” Hendrick says.
Jac’s gaze glitters. “Oh, fuck yes. Imagine fucking this tight cunt with that.”
“And when she’s nice and used to a cock in her cunt and the plug in her ass, we’ll replace it with the real thing.”
I moan. I want that. They’re fucking big. There’s wanting and there’s what Hendrick’s words mean.
Brutal.
No holds barred.
Hot. Rough. Balls to my walls.
“I…”
“Shut up, cunt,” Jac says, biting my lip. “He’s not about to rescue you. He wants to fuck you up as much as I do.”
Hendrick laughs, the sadistic bastard in him laughs. “I most definitely do. Because I’d love to fuck you in the same hole with him. We can start you on big dildos. Or just go at it.”
“We want that?” Jac asks.
“Prude.” Hendrick’s voice is soft growl of a challenge.
And it riles Jac all the way up. “I’m no fucking prude, Agnossio. I’ll fuck her however she wants.”
My entire being spasms in a short orgasm from their words.
“Get on the table, Cat. Now. It’s not my priceless desk that gets you hot…” Hendrick laughs again, glancing at Jac. “I’ve got this desk that she creamed all over. Maybe we can both fuck her on it one day.”
“Maybe.”
Jac uses his fingers in me, his hand on my hair to move me to the coffee table edge. My knees buckle, and he withdraws as I get on. Looking down, he spins me so my head and ass are off each edge. Then he slides my panties off.
“Fuck she’s gorgeous,” Hendrick says.
“Perfection. I love her bare, wet cunt. Such a sweet shape.” Jac sighs.
“So wet.” Hendrick’s quiet a moment. “Spread them, Cat. We want to see your inner lips.”
“The hole we love to fuck,” Jac adds.
They’re crude. Nasty. They’re talking about me like I’m meat, and it turns me on so much, a mini orgasm rocks me.
“Fuck, when she comes…” Hendrick mutters, reaching down, touching me.
Then there’s the rustle of clothes, and I look up. He’s stripping down to shirt. I look at Jac. He’s just in his pants, the buttons open so that the glint of this erection’s piercing peeks out from the top his boxers.
