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Leo’s working her good now. His ass cheeks clamp together with each thrust, Cassandra’s entire body thrown forward each time he pounds into her.

Yes, that’s it.

The ball of my palm makes contact with my skin as I slide my hand down to my crotch.

As I watch them, I’m jealous. The tips of my fingers nudge my clit, the shock of it running up my wrist. I hold in a sigh as Leo bites down on her shoulder. Cassandra lets out a growl, throwing her arm back. She cups his buttock and digs her nails into his flesh, urging him on.

Give it to her, I think. Fuck her worthless hole.

Leo groans harder in response, continuing to piston into her. My fingers draw slow circles around my clit, my knees bending as I grip the doorframe.

I can’t do this, touch myself out in the open.

More, comes the voice.

Cassandra groans again and I start to think she’s faking it. Leo didn’t exactly strike me as an attentive lover when I first met him. He barely knew what to say to a woman let along wring this kind of pleasure from one, not how Cassandra’s carrying on.

“That’s it. Just like that,” she moans, Leo leaning back.

My fingers work faster, the longest disappearing into my pussy.

Looking at them sideways like this, I can only see part of his manhood. Half his shaft and his balls come into view as he pulls back, disappearing just as quickly.

I press harder against my clit, my ass cheeks beginning to clench and my breathing becoming rapid.

What the fuck is happening?

Cassandra whips her head around, her hair following in a milky wash. She looks up at Leo, running the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip. Their gazes lock, forcing my hand.

Tremors start in my calves and thighs.

No. Not here. Not like this.

Yes, comes the Professor’s voice, brimming with authority.

The shame comes thick and fast, but I can’t stop.

I quicken my pace, concentrating solely on my clit with three joined fingers. I rock my pelvis forward, my thigh muscles flexing faster.

A pained cry announces the arrival of Cassandra’s orgasm, and this is very real.

She jerks and flaps, gives another cry as Leo rocks forward, hand on the back of her head. He gives a grunt and shifts back. But it’s when he pulls out, his cock wet in hand, that my own climax hits with such severity I wonder if I might drop dead.

I rip my hand off the wall and use it to cover my mouth. I bite down on my index finger, juices flooding my core. My pelvis shakes under the effects of my climax, Leo’s firing ribbon after ribbon of hot cum over Cassandra’s fat ass.

The shame returns tenfold.

I take a step to the side and yank my hand out of my crotch, quick-walking as best I can to my quarters with the crotch of my pants wet and pussy continuing to pulse.

Darkwood’s voice does not come again, but the thought of him stroking himself to me, me stroking to them…this whole damn circle.

It’s fucked up.

I am fucked up.

So why then, back in the safety of my room, can’t I seem to stop smiling?

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

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