Page 26 of Wicked Little Lies


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He killed someone for me. It was, for Jac, nice.

Almost…caring.

His hand wraps in my hair as Hendrick adds another finger to my ass. He’s pushing into both holes, the borderline of it becoming too much.

When it comes to rough sex and going too far, I trust Hendrick.

Jac?

I’m not sure.

I’d be lying if both aspects didn’t hold danger, didn’t thrill.

Jac pulls my hair back as my body starts to heat. It’s too much, not enough, I’m drowning in a sea of these two men and it’s turning into a storm, one that could pull me under and never let me taste the air.

“Open your fucking mouth, slut.”

I do, and Jac pulls me forward, pushing his cock into my mouth, stretching me open and he starts to hammer into my mouth.

A wave of almost unbearable pleasure starts coming up and over me as Hendrick sucks and bites my clit, working that edge I like. He slams his fingers into me with each slam of Jac’s cock.

I can’t think. I’m just rocking and reeling between them, and I explode, squirting over Hendrick who doesn’t fucking stop.

I’m spasming, throbbing. The orgasm isn’t just my pussy, it’s everywhere, and even as I can’t take anymore, Hendrick pushes another on me. I’m starting to go into overload.

Jac in my mouth, Hendrick everywhere else.

And Jac keeps hitting the back of my throat, forcing himself as deep as he can go in a brutal face fuck. He pulls out and grabs his cock, spraying my face with his cum until he staggers back.

Even as I’m coming, Hendrick pulls his fingers out, pushes me over onto my stomach and drags my hips up, pushing his cock into my pussy. I scream as I convulse around him. I can’t breathe. Dots of black burst in front of my eyes, and then he pulls out and pushes his cock into my ass.

He pauses in me briefly, not going any further. So I say yes how I need to. I give him what he’s waiting for.

“I’m too sensitive, Hendrick. You can’t fuck me in the ass. Don’t you dare.” I push back at him, needing him.

“Cunt.” The triumph in his voice, the word, it’s like a love letter, and he pulls out, only to slam balls deep in me. He takes my ass hard.

I’ve never had this many orgasms in a row, but by some miracle, I come again. This time, I’m so overly sensitive, it borders on exquisite pain. I try to get away, to curl up, but he holds me and continues to thrust, faster, harder, rougher, until he comes inside me.

Then he pulls free and rolls away.

Jac pushes me onto my back. “I’m not giving you some weird ass signal like your little loverboy did. I killed for you so I’m taking.”

I try to scramble free, but he pushes my legs apart and when Hendrick takes hold of my head, pulling me partly onto his lap to hold me for Jac, panic sets in.

“What are you—”

“Punishment, sweet Cat. The kind you like.” Hendrick pushes a finger into my mouth. “We need a better signal. An actual word. Blue.”

Jac starts to push into me.

“Her word’s blue,” he explains to Jac, but he’s too focused on me. On what’s to come. “If she says no, stop, too much, do what you want. If she says blue, you fucking stop, Miller. Understand?”

Jac glares, pushes on my clit, making me jump. I feel used, abused, and perfectly so. Ever since things went to shit and the thug with the gun turned up, I’ve needed this. Them. I never thought… “Are you two friends now?”

“Fuck no,” Jac says. “We have a common goal.”

Hendrick says, “Two.”

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