Page 39 of Spies Like Us

I start to struggle and push him away, but he just pins me tighter against the wall, his hand coming up to collar my throat. I can’t help but moan loudly. It feels fucking incredible. I had no idea, but there is a serious submissive side to me, one that really likes being dominated. I’m almost certain it has everything to do with these men. I have never enjoyed being dominated like this before. I try to play the aggressor as much as possible with my missions. It gives me control. Who would have guessed I would like giving all that up?

“Don’t bruise the merchandise,” Matthew says conversationally, leaning against the wall and cocking his head to the side. His eyes drift down to Anders’s ass, and I realize he has no interest in me at all. I feel a sudden flicker of worry for Miller. I wonder if he will be asked to service Matthew or be serviced by him.

“The little slut likes it. You should feel how her pussy just tightened.” Anders is working hard, holding me up while fucking me, so his words come out in a rush. I should be completely turned off with Matthew watching us, but it kind of does it for me. I wish it was one of the other guys, but it doesn’t take long before I dig my heels into him and beg him to thrust harder. My orgasm is just out of reach, and I need something to tip me over.

“Hey, Matthew, have you seen Anders and Mac? Keith asked me to find them. Now that Carla has gone home, we could use the help.” My eyes widen as Miller’s voice comes from behind Matthew.

“I’d say I’ve seen them. Why don’t you have a look yourself?” Matthew chuckles and steps out of the way, allowing Miller to step into the storeroom. He slaps him on the shoulder. “See the perks of working here? You get to rail the staff if you work hard and are loyal. Why don’t you get over there and have a turn as well. You always look so miserable, you’ll scare off the ladies, though they do like the silent broody type. You won’t care, will you, Mac?”

My eyes are on Miller, who is staring, blank-faced, at Anders, but when Matthew says my name, I turn to look at him. His eyes are narrowed, and his lips are pursed.

“You want to make sure Miller is relaxed on his first night too, don’t you, Mac? Do this, and I guarantee I’ll give you a job at the private gig we’re holding on Friday. You’ll make bank.”

Miller stays where he is. Fuck, I’m about to take away his consent so I can secure my cover. I hope he forgives me. “Sure, why not?” I pant my response. “As long as you promise to give me the job, I’ll relax whoever you want me to.”

Anders slows and turns around, piercing Miller with a look. “Get over here and let her suck your cock. She has a mouth like a hoover.”

He pulls out and drops my legs from his waist. My pussy practically weeps its disappointment as he swaps places with me. He leans against the wall and has me face the other two, my naked front exposed to them both. Matthew shows no interest, but I see Miller’s jaw tighten ever so slightly as his gaze rakes over my naked body. Pushing not so gently on my back, Anders bends me over before he thrusts deep again. I don’t fake the grunt of shock that leaves my mouth as his cock breaches my entrance. Anders is not a small dude, and this angle is tighter.

Matthew chuckles. “Go on then, or are you a fag like the rumors say? Just close your eyes and think of that Turner boy you hang out with if that’s the case. I heard that works. A wet hole is a wet hole if your eyes are closed,” Matthew tells Miller.

I wonder if that’s his go-to move with women. There was no mention of previous female partners for him, so maybe he’s never had to fake it before.

I see the moment Miller realizes there’s no choice but to join in. Fuck, I wonder if he’s wishing he never came back here now. His hands go to his belt as he moves toward us.

“Nah, I’ve been wondering how that mouth feels since her pretty, battered face arrived at the house. Seeing those marks on her face made me hard. I had to rub one out after sitting across the table from her at dinner.”

My eyes widen as he approaches me with a smirk. He knows he’s shocked me and is happy about it. Matthew can’t see his face now, so it doesn’t matter.

“So you like both cock and pussy?” Matthew asks, sounding overly interested in Miller’s response as he stops right in front of me and shoves his pants down, palming his cock. The silver line of piercings is right in front of my eyes, and now I’ll know the kinds of noises he makes when I tug on them with my teeth.

“Yeah, I’m not fussy. Like you said, a wet hole is a wet hole. I have a feeling this wet hole will be exceptional.” Miller grabs my hair tightly, and I cry out as he yanks me toward his cock.

“Try not to bruise her again please. Some people don’t like seeing their meat battered,” Matthew says.

“Go on, baby, show Miller how good you can suck his dick,” Anders encourages me and gives me a slap on the ass. My mouth drops open, and Miller takes advantage, sliding his dick home. I gag as he pushes it straight into my throat, and my eyes water. He pulls back, allowing me to breathe a little.

“Be a good girl and make me come,” he says, his eyes locked on mine. His amusement is gone, and now there is only straight desire. I’m so caught up in our stare down that Anders has to slap my ass again to knock me out of it. I reach up with my hands to grab his dick, but Anders leans forward and tugs my hands behind my back.

“Uh-uh. Mouth only,” he orders, so I start to lick around Miller’s cock head, running my tongue around the groove before dipping into the eye. I look up, and he’s still watching me, the grip on my hair not loosening at all. I move to the shaft and tickle the rings with the tip of my tongue before gripping one and giving it a tug. This gets a slight intake of breath in response, but it still isn’t what I’m looking for. I want to see him come undone.

Anders renews his efforts. Up until that moment, he was still letting the two of us get situated, but now he starts thrusting again. His hands sneak around to play with the ring in my clit while Miller guides his cock into my mouth. I bob up and down in time with Anders’s thrusts, hollowing my cheeks and sucking. He keeps pushing deeper and deeper until he passes my gag reflex and slides down my throat. I breathe through my nose as the two of them work me between them. He stays there a moment too long, and I feel myself start to panic, but then just as I’m about to struggle, he retreats. I glare up at him through teary eyes, but he just smirks. He’s getting off on pushing my limits, and I may have enjoyed it if I didn’t see Matthew behind him, his eyes on Miller’s ass and his cock in his hand.

“God, man, you should feel this pussy. I thought with the rumors of her being a pro, it would be wrecked, but it grips my cock like a glove, and she loves what you’re doing to her. It pulses every time you thrust. How does she feel, man?” Anders babbles behind me, and I almost smile, but Miller thrusts again, and I can’t. I renew my efforts, although I’m struggling to focus on his dick with my arms locked behind my back while Anders pounds my cunt and plays with my clit ring. It flutters madly, and I can feel my orgasm barreling toward me. Miller thrusts in time with Anders, and I feel his cock jerk in my mouth. He kindly taps one finger on my head, letting me know he’s getting close.

“Feels like fucking heaven,” Miller finally replies. “I want to see my cum on her skin.” He pulls out and uses his hand to lift my body so I rest with my back against Anders’s chest. The whole of my body is exposed to his view. He moves slightly so he’s actually blocking me from Matthew’s sight, and I feel a wave of gratitude—not that he’s looking at it anyway. Matthew shuffles so he has a clear view of Miller’s hand wrapped around his own length as he pumps it with hard, quick strokes.

I’m mesmerized as he leans in and pinches one of my nipples with his other hand. It’s enough to send me over the edge I was perched on, and I gasp, throwing my head back and closing my eyes as my pussy clamps down hard on Anders’s dick. My orgasm rolls through my body, sending my nerve endings haywire. Anders grunts and thrusts, but he leans his head on my shoulder, and his whole body shudders as he can’t hold out any longer. At the same time, I feel a splash of hot liquid against my lower belly and pussy, and I open my eyes and watch as Miller, his neck muscles corded and his jaw tight, paints my body with his cum. That sight, combined with Anders’s continued little thrusts, is enough to tip me over the edge again, and I come for a second time.

“Holy fuck. God, this is grade A pussy. She came just from that,” Anders mumbles to Miller as I hear a grunt and turn to see Matthew coming into a napkin he has pressed against his cock. I should feel dirty and gross that he just got off watching us, or I’m guessing watching Miller, but I just feel boneless and amazing.

Miller moves again, blocking Matthew’s view, as he runs his hands through the mess he made. A smile unlike any I’ve ever seen before is on his face.

He rubs his cum into my skin and leans in, muttering, “Now you’re going to go to bed tonight smelling like me and feeling me all over you. Don’t wash it off,” he demands before bending down and pulling his jeans up. It’s like a switch is flipped, and the passionate man is gone. In his place is the cold, cruel person I’ve come to know. He fastens his pants, turns around, and pushes past Matthew, returning to the bar. Matthew chuckles as he cleans himself up.

“I think we broke him. Never mind. He’ll do what we want him to now. I have that all on camera. You too, Mac, and if either of you say anything to anyone, I’ll tell your foster parents what you did here. How long do you think it will be before you’re both on the streets then?”

My eyes widen, and I struggle away from Anders, whose dick is still in my pussy. I feel his cum leak down my legs as I pick up my clothes. “Please don’t. I need this home. I don’t have long before I graduate, and I need to get into a good college.” The desperation in my voice is clear, and Matthew just smirks as he tosses his napkins to the side and does up his pants.

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