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"What is he saying?" Journey asks with hooded eyes.
"He wants to make sure you're okay with sucking his cock." I raise a brow when she flushes again. Good God, the color red looks magnificent on her cheeks. I want to paint her in it. Or maybe Shepp does. I grin at the imagery of her dripping in red paint or blood, loving the idea of it. "What do you say, Little Chaos? Will you let him coat your throat in his cum and make his day while I lick you dry?"
Journey shudders when my fingers run between her wet lips, dipping the tip of my finger into her. "What a greedy pussy you have, Little Chaos." I grin when her eyes roll into the back of her head, and her back arches off the desk the moment I plunge three fingers in, wiggling them around. "Now, will you open your mouth or..." I trail off when she nods vigorously, slumping into the desk. "Well, it looks like this is your lucky day, Shepp. She's agreed."
He glares at me again, shaking his head like I didn't just aid in his pleasure. How ungrateful can one man be?
"Your loss or gain. I don't care." I shrug, dropping to my knees and bringing myself to eye level with her glistening pussy, aching for me to fuck her. But I won't. Not yet. Not until she deserves to be fucked.
I focus on her when the sound of Shepp's zipper dropping and his slight intake of breath fills the air. She moans around his cock when I dive in, swirling my tongue around her clit over and over. My fingers soak to the bone with her pussy juices, loving the way her walls contract around me the moment her orgasm hits, and she cries out around Shepp's cock. I smile, kissing the insides of her thighs, and suck the flesh into my mouth.
I could fuck her now. I could sink so deep inside of her and never leave. But she tried to run. She tried to leave my home without us.
Standing abruptly, I watch his cock pump in and out of her mouth with measured thrusts. He's holding back, enjoying the way she feels wrapped around him. I admire him for holding back, but it's something I'll never do.
Without a thought, I pull my cock from my sweatpants, stroking myself a few times. Standing above her, I moan, squeezing my dick hard with my hand. Tingles erupt all over my body, and my toes curl into the floor as my orgasm roars through me, and I shoot my load all over her pussy until I'm spent. Static fills my ears when I slump forward, catching my breath. Seeing her painted in my cum has my dick hardening from its flaccid state, ready to go again until she’s covered from head to toe. Fuck.
I lick my lips, collecting my cum off her flesh, and shove it straight into her pussy. My fingers work in and out, until she’s tightening around my fingers again, ready to come.
"I'll never waste a drop," I grunt, until every bit is secured inside her and not falling out.
One day, we’ll have her locked tight as ours with a baby in her belly. And from what I’ve read in her medical records, she has something preventing that from happening. Removing the pesky IUD inside her is at the top of my list of things to do.
Soon.
Shepp lets out a sharp breath, stiffening and unloading himself down her throat until he stumbles back. With stars in his eyes, he stares at her like she hung the moon in the sky, and we revolve around her. Maybe we do.
“Fucking perfect,” I whisper, admiring the sweat forming on her brow. “Such a good little girl, Little Chaos.” I grin.
“Stop calling me that,” she whines through exhaustion, slumping into the desk.
“Not a chance.” Walking around her body, I clap Shepp on the shoulder when he tucks himself back into his pants, letting go of Journey, who doesn't move an inch. “I'll call you as I please. And you'd know the rules if you read the contract.”
“How do I know you're not just making the rules up?” she huffs, rubbing at her eyes.
“I could be,” I quip, finally feeling the edge of sleepiness tug at my consciousness. “Up you go, Little Chaos. Let's go back to bed. And this time, no running away.”
Journey groans when I scoop her into my arms, and her protests begin.
“You coming?” I ask Shepp, who nods with the ghost of a smile, following as we trudge toward the bedroom. “Oh, you should know, I'll keep a better eye on you now.” I grin when she stiffens in my arms right before I deposit her onto the bed and relock her to Arrow, who hasn't moved a muscle. His arm instinctively wraps around her, pulling her back close to his front. He’s always slept like the damn dead, never moving when an alarm goes off.
Shepp signs, ‘I'm cleaning up. You're going to sleep?’
I shake my head. For the first time in five years, I feel the exhaustion pulling me under. Once again, I ignore it. I can sleep when I’m fucking dead. I have business to attend to downtown. My eyes dart to Journey as her eyes flutter shut. The events of the past twenty-four hours must have worn her out. I smile. Good. She snuggles down into Arrow's hold. Once he wakes up, ready to go, he'll be upset we had a little fun without him.
Oh, well. That’s not my problem.
"Be good, Little Chaos," I whisper, moving a hair from her face. I grin when she flips me off and quickly falls to sleep in Arrow’s arms.
Shepp watches me closely when I venture into my closet and get dressed into my usual attire. A nice white button down, slacks, black socks, and dress shoes.
“I have some business to attend to downtown. I won’t be gone long,” I say, straightening my sleeves.
‘You want me to drive you?’ Shepp signs, watching me closely.
“Not necessary today. I’ll take care of this quickly and then come home,” I say, gently slapping him on the shoulder. “No worries, Sheppy. I’ll be fine. It’s time for me to uncover Jezebel and take her for a ride.” He blinks several times as I reach into my nightstand and grab the keys to my car I keep hidden in my garage, attempting to preserve her miles and paint.
I can already feel the cool leather of my favorite car under my fingertips, soothing away any worries I have. Nothing quite takes my anxiety away like a fast car and a quick trip to the courthouse.
