Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Until finally, it popped free and I lurched forward into Janus’s arms.
But he was ready for me and kept me steady on my feet.
Leander squeezed my ass hard from behind again and then Janus pulled the last three smaller bulbs free.
I gasped as the peaking pleasure made my vision blur, fingernails digging in as my hands fisted his shirt tighter.
“That’s fucking right,” Janus said in my ear. “Fucking come for Daddy. Come like my gorgeous little slut. You’re fucking beautiful. The most amazing thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Now come again. Harder. Fucking come, you sweet little fucking slut.”
I spasmed harder than ever as pleasure spiked up and down my spine and back to my clit that Janus’s whole hand was massaging now.
“I’ve got our ride,” Milo’s voice was suddenly yelling in our ear.
I jerked back from Janus and would have toppled over if he hadn’t kept me steady from where he had a solid grip on me—at my pussy. I was still coming. Not fair, not fair. There were serious things— I had to, oh god, oh god—
“Goddamn, what are you two doing to her. Fuck. We still have to go. Now. Everyone’s gonna start noticing a car with blacked-out windows parked in a no-parking zone three doors down if we don’t get our asses out there in the next sixty seconds.”
“Fuck,” Janus said, pulling his hands away from me. Then he was shoving something towards my face. “Open.”
I did on instinct at this point, opening my mouth just in time for it to be shoved full of the glass beads again. They were coated with my own juices this time.
When Milo saw, I heard his low, tortured, “Aw fuck, man.”
But then it was Leander dragging the both of them forward while I struggled to close my mouth around all the balls at once. It seemed impossible and yet if I really struggled, I could just barely close my lips over them. I probably looked ridiculous, but maybe that was part of it. Maybe being out of control, and God, I could still feel the pleasure from—
I stopped thinking and just ran, two steps for each of their one, and then we were out the door of the club and back in the night air, several degrees cooler than when we’d entered the restaurant at the start of the evening. Or maybe I was just several degrees hotter at the moment. Dear Lord.
“Here,” Milo said, darting forward towards a Fiat. The valet jumped out in time, but instead of Milo jumping behind the wheel, he grabbed Leander’s arm, “You,” and pointed towards the driver’s seat.
Leander didn’t argue, likely only because there wasn’t time. He jumped in the driver’s seat while Janus put me in the back. Milo took shotgun.
And just like that—
The wheels squealed as Leander peeled away.
“Jesus,” Janus said. “I don’t even have her buckled in yet.”
“Well, hurry the fuck up,” Leander said, glancing in the rearview mirror before focusing back on the road. He shifted and pressed the gas, speeding up to hit a green light.
The speed pressed me back against the seat and Milo let out a whoop, then he leaned his seat back.
“Hey man,” Janus said, moving to the middle seat to get out of the way.
But then we saw that Milo had… well, intentions. His hands were on his pants buckle. And he was quickly undoing it.
“What?” he asked. “You can’t let me walk in on that shit on the club and only give me a glimpse. I need more. I need it— I need—”
He broke off and I saw something in his eyes. And remembered his guttural scream back in the alley way.
So I reached in my mouth, found the end of the string, and plucked the balls out one…by one…by one.
Milo watched in fixated fascination as each one emerged past my lips.
When the last one emerged, I asked, “You need to watch us fuck, Daddy?”
THIRTEEN
HOPE
Milo’s head had ducked slightly but it suddenly lifted all the way up. So had Janus’s. The car swerved a little too, when Leander glanced back, but he got hold of it again. Janus smacked him on the back of the head.
“I got it, I got it.” Leander sounded resigned. “I drive. You fuck. Crystal clear.”
I smiled and turned so that my back was up against the car door. Janus, sitting beside me, reached over and double-checked the door I was leaned against was locked. Which made my heart along with my pussy buzz with warmth.
“Daddy,” I whispered, and reached for Janus.
Which he wasn’t about to allow.
Janus caught my wrists mid-air and pinned them against the door and the seat. My breath caught. Dear Lord, I loved his dominant side. It made me feel—I couldn’t even—just heated and safe and kinky and wrong and right all at the same time—