Page 124 of Wicked Little Lies


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“Nothing much, just mentioned the ring. I asked for the next piece.”

Cat picks up the phone that’s on my desk. “No response?”

“Nope.”

“I’m being used.”

Before I can say anything, she dumps the phone, straddles me, and sits. My body goes haywire, hot, connected to her, fizzing. I’m instantly fucking hard. Thoughts start to scatter.

There’s that edgy dream feel that seeps into the moment and any questions can wait. She knows about as much as the rest of us. Even the board her friend’s put together, while impressive, doesn’t have that tangible something Jac and I want.

“Aren’t we all, Cat,” I say. I slide my hands up the outside of her thighs, pushing the shirt up, exposing her cunt.

She leans in and puts a hand on my cheek.

I slip a finger up along the wetness of her slit and turn, biting her palm. Our gazes slam into each other and wild fire burns up in my blood. Cat kisses me, hungry, needing, with an erotic edge.

“Well…fuck.” Jac’s voice floats in, and she keeps kissing me, her tongue deep, and a leg brushes mine as he comes up to touch her, sliding down, a finger near mine as he strokes her clit.

Cat gasps and breaks our kiss, arching back to wind an arm about him, and she kisses him, too. It’s hot, erotic, intimate.

“Fucking turn for me, MG.” Jac doesn’t wait. He hoists her up and turns her, slamming her back on me, and I wrap and arm about her middle as we both push her legs apart.

Jac drops, and he starts licking her cunt, his head between her thighs, and then he looks at me. “Fuck her ass, Agnossio.”

“Orders?”

“Fuck her ass.” There’s a mutual understanding in that. Like a ‘please,’ but it’s silent, hovering.

And I’m not a fool, she’s grinding against me. He sits back as I release my cock, and he waits as I lift her hips and plunge, balls deep into her tight, wet cunt.

I stroke into her a few times and slide her forward a little, and then, with Jac’s help, lift her. I fist my cock and push slowly into her ass, where she’s so elastic, tight, and beyond sensitive. There’s a small contraction. Then she starts to ride me, and her anal canal squeezes me tight with each slow bounce.

Cat wraps her arm around my neck, hand in my hair as her back presses into me and then, as I lick and bite her throat, my heart starts to hammer.

Jac’s on his knees, like she’s his altar, and he’s stroking his pierced cock. The rings on his hands glint as he rubs the tip and the barbell there.

I don’t say a word because I want him in her cunt, but he’s working his way to it. Jac-style, getting his fill for his voyeuristic nature.

Then he moves, holding back one of her legs. I take the other and now she’s spread, my cock in her ass. Jac’s at her cunt.

He shoves in so fucking hard I can feel her stretch and tighten.

She screams at the sudden invasion. “Jac, you ass! Oh, fuck, too much, too much, no!”

“No? Or blue?” I ask.

“Shhhiiittt, Hendrick.” She hisses as Jac slams in and out of her. “No.”

Jac looks at me, and all I do is nod.

He takes her chin as he works himself in and out of her and kisses her. I can’t see anything but I can feel and hear.

“I love your fucking cunt, MG. I want to destroy you.”

He hammers at her, and I wrap my arm about her. This isn’t the best position for this, but it’s so hot, I’m not complaining, and though I’m not moving in her, Jac’s dick through the thinwall makes up for it. The piercing drags on her, on me, and I bite her shoulder as she starts to shake, to come. Her cunt clamps so hard the waves hit my cock, too, and the beat of her orgasm’s everywhere as she comes.

Jac doesn’t stop; he fucks her hard and without abandon. It’s the sheer fucking strength of my feet on the ground that stops the chair shifting on the floor.

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