Page 12 of Three Rugged Bosses and a Clueless Girl

Tears slid down her face as he opened her up, pushing through her, weakening her, and yet making her wetter than ever. She writhed against the table, unable to take even a sliver more. She was going to disintegrate.

“Okay. Okay. I understand. I won’t… I won’t give anyone my panties anymore. I promise. Please, please.” But she wasn’t begging them to stop. She was begging them to touch her. Her body had gone into some sort of trance, and she couldn’t think straight. She needed to be touched.

“Fuck,” Jake roared behind her as they deserted her and came to stand in front of her. Jake immediately started to unbind one of her wrists.

“Touch yourself, sweetheart,” Evan said, dropping down so she could see his face. She shook her head, but everything was too much. They had touched her, and she had fallen over a cliff.

“Make yourself come now,” Marc commanded. She couldn’t, except that she did. She slipped the hand that Jake had released between her thighs and made herself come within seconds. She wasn’t even done before she was jerking to be freed completely.

They’d made her touch herself rather than touch her themselves. Her pride was not going to recover from that.

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Well, just great. Michelle sobbed over a bowl of ice in the dark of her tiny apartment. She was right back at square one. Jobless. And not long now before she could add fingerless to her attributes as well.

Snake had come by, as pleasant as ever, and recited some tragic Shakespeare to her in between, telling her all the ways he could remove her fingers. Just a day in the life of Michelle Carter.

All that work and nothing to show for it.

She wasn’t meant to have the most embarrassing climax of her life in front of them. No, they weren’t meant to lift her skirt, spank her with a belt, take pity on her because they had no lube but found other ways, and then inserted the dome-shaped cap of her perfume bottle into her ass.

And she had come. Hard. Ferociously. Unendingly to the point where they fired her. Because that was what happened after they’d released her, and she had straightened her skirt, too mortified to remove the thing in her butt in front of them.

They were probably more embarrassed than she was.

Fuck my life.

Why would her body do that? She didn’t even like them. Not anymore, anyway. Not since that time after she turned nineteen.

She hadn’t checked her phone, too miserable to even move. But when it kept beeping nonstop, she dragged herself to her bedroom to find it and sat down on her bed when an influx of messages came through from Melissa.

She answered her call immediately without getting to read any of her messages first.

“Melissa, what’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

“Oh my god, you beautiful little slut you. I always knew you were going to take the world by storm. I just never thought it would be this way.”

“What are you talking about?” Michelle asked, only half interested. What fresh hell was awaiting her now?

“I just sent you a link.”

“I’ll call you back,” Michelle said absentmindedly as she clicked on the link Melissa had sent her. And she was sure she had heard her jaw drop.

There she was in the tiny little video edit, her saying fine, her with her hands on her hips in her pink skirt and white chiffon top, biting her lip, then a view of her backside, and then of course a slide of her panties. There it was. Her pink cotton panties with the word Saturday on them, except it had been Thursday when she had worn them.

What the heck? There was only one person who could have made that edit. Carl Ali. Argh. Well, it meant nothing, and she had no idea what Melissa was going on about. She called her back anyway.

“You watched it?” Melissa squealed.

“Yes, it’s nothing.”

“It’s nothing? Girl, that video is viral. Didn't you see that?”

“Well, I have no idea why. I look stupid and—”

“Sometimes I want to shake you. First, you are fucking gorgeous, and that whole video is so fucking cute. I mean, look at you. But how did you not see who liked that video?”

“Just tell me. Hold on, I have to take this call.” She put Melissa on hold.

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