Page 164 of Wicked Little Lies


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She leaps at me, almost choking herself on my hand, and I move it to help her get my cock in her mouth.

Oh fuck, she’s goddamn wicked and nasty magic. She sucks and runs her teeth extra hard on me., sucking me deep. I use her like she’s a cunt. I hammer into her mouth, and I’m ramming her so fucking deep that Hendrick moans as he comes up and drops to watch. I let him take over and shove her face onto me.

I can’t believe I ever missed this fucking little trick, where I don’t have to do a thing—they can do it for me. It’s heaven.

I’ll return the favor, eventually, but I can’t keep my thoughts away from her mouth, the way he pushes her onto me with extra strong pushes. My fucking balls climb and that zapping need swirls high and bursts as I cum, shooting all the way into her throat, because the fucker hammers her face onto me, even as I come.

She chokes, gags, and most of my cum spills out of her mouth as Hendrick finally yanks her off me and lets her catch her breath.

I stagger back, the last drops hitting the floor.

My body throbs with the intensity of that orgasm, and I look down. Hendrick holds her, cleaning my cum from her so she can suck it from his fingers.

It’s weirdly intimate, and yet it’s now normal, and, on occasion, I do the same for him.

Then he kisses her long and slow and romantic. So romantic that her little soft sounds and the way she clings to him makes me jealous.

I’m not that guy. I don’t do that, not like that, anyway, But Hendrick doesn’t get brutal and violent and fling her around likeI do. We both have niches. He does the impossibly soft things that make her feel good, and I give her the real down and dirty, nasty stuff that she craves.

And she wants both kinds of things. One after the other.

When Hendrick gets sadistically dirty, I watch, comment and after, make her come to me and suck me. If she’s really destroyed, I’ll slide into her cunt and rock her on me, kissing her.

It works. We complete the small things she needs. And for me, I’ve never in my fucking life felt like this.

Hendrick isn’t a friend. I’m not really sure what he is, but I’d protect him, too, like he would me. MG? She’s got us both to fucking kill anyone who looks at her wrong.

She’s our purpose. I know that. I see it in Hendrick’s eyes, like how he’s kissing her now. It’s almost like I’m watching something I shouldn’t.

He’s told me there are times when she curls in my arms, exhausted, that he feels he shouldn’t watch, too. Not when I’m soft to her. Not his kind of soft but mine.

His hand moves down her body between her legs, and he starts to play with the dildo until she shivers and moans.

MG’s cunt lips suck it as he pulls it down, and when he pushes it back in, they shift up.

I’m actually hard again.

He got a blow job earlier, too, but I can see how hard he is already.

“Someone aching to be fucked senseless, Cat?”

“No. I can’t,” she whimpers.

He looks at me. She didn’t say blue so there’s no concern.

“Jac?”

I swallow. “I want both of us to fuck her cunt.”

She jerks and sits half up in his arms. “This damn dildo’s big but the two of you…”

“You have your word, MG,” I say. “Are you going to use it?”

Her eye narrow. “No.”

Hendrick pulls her up to her feet and eases out the plugs. He motions through to the bedroom.

“Get on the bed, Jac. Cat, slide that sweet cunt down on him.”

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