Page 138 of Lock Up the Darkness

I cocked an eyebrow.

“You could’ve made this show public, humiliated and degraded me in front of them all.”

“Like you wouldn’t have stopped me and kicked my ass? And you’re not actually our fuck slut. I mean, not in that sense. You’re becoming one of us. Besides, Asher ordered me not to make you uncomfortable.”

Her eyes sparked. “He did?”

“Absolutely. Even got a little aggressive with me to make sure it was driven home to me.”

“Wow.” As she absorbed it quickly in her usual way, her eyes then hardened. “I’ll return the aggression in kind when I get home.”

“Why? What’d he do?”

“Interfered where he shouldn’t have.”

As I went to press her, she slapped my hand away and spun out of my hold, telling me, “We better get this little act going before they get suspicious out there.”

“Right, yeah,” I said, unbuckling my belt, then shoving my jeans down.

I sat down on a nearby bench and pulled my cock out and started fisting it, getting into the zone.

Then she moved back against the wall, making me still when I saw she’d taken her pants off and opened her blouse, so that her perky breasts were spilling out.

“What are you doing, Princess?”

She frowned at me. “What are you doing?” she asked, gesturing at me sitting there and feeling up my cock.

“I’ve gotta make a mess of your face and all that, need cum for that.”

“So, you’re giving yourself a hand job to accomplish that?”

“Yeah, I was just messing around, putting on a show when I spouted all that shit about you choking on my cock.”

As fucked up as the situation was, she actually looked touched.

“You really were going to protect me, weren’t you? All the way?”

“Yeah, of course.”

She had me enraptured then as she sauntered toward me, her eyes burning into mine and making me fist my cock all the fucking wilder. “Aurora?”

She smiled, then pulled off her panties, grasping my shoulder for balance as she stepped out of them. She tossed them on the bench beside me.

“Put on your show,” she said in a sexy, sultry voice that rolled right through me.

And then she was straddling me.

She batted my hand from my cock, then grasped the base. Hard.

“Fuck, yeah,” I choked.

“You’re gonna need to be a whole lot louder than that for our audience,” she whispered at my ear. “Maybe this will help,” she said, a second before she grasped my shoulders, then sank down onto my cock, taking me balls deep in her tight little cunt.

I groaned and threw my head back. “Jesus Christ.”

“Jonah,” she groaned as she ground down on me, trying to get a feel of me. “This is what you wanted, yes? You were upset you only got my mouth last time.”

“Goddamn, yes, woman. Fuck, you’re tighter than I even figured. Squeeze me, baby.”

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