Page 9 of Power Struggle

“Look at you,” I breathe, running my thumb across her pink cheek. “You’re fucking starving for it. If I dipped my hand between your pretty little thighs, you’d be soaked, wouldn’t you? You’d be a sloppy, wet mess.”

Tears coat her cheeks from my rough control, especially when I shove her down deep on the cock she’s eagerly slurping. Her hands stay primly rested on her thighs. She doesn’t try to brace herself or stop me. She’s not new to this world. She knows all she’d have to do is tap my leg or hand, and this would be over. But she doesn’t.

Fuck. That simple act of submission makes me so proud of my girl.

I smile, loosening my hold. I stroke her wet cheek with my other hand soothingly, wiping away her messy tears and smearing her mascara. “That’s it,” I praise. She’s so damn beautiful. So perfect. “Choke on it like my good girl. You can do it, Princess.”

I loosen my hand even further, giving her free reign. Testing her. She swallows around his dick, and another muffled shout comes from the other side of the wall. Addy locks eyes with me, reaches up, and tightens my hold on her hair before leaning in and deepthroating his cock to the point that she does, indeed, choke and sputter.

There.

There it is.

Agreement. Permission. Acceptance.

Holy Shit.

Chapter Nine

Everything. This is everything.

I press my lips to the top of her head. My eyes close against my will as relief rushes through me. I breathe her addicting scent in and kiss her sweetly. It’s only a second. One moment of contentment. Of gratitude and praise. Then, I fist her hair and rip her off his dick, pushing her back gently to make space. She coughs and gags, wiping at her face frantically. Suddenly, the lust has disappeared from her blissed-out face. Her eyes are huge, and anger radiates off her palpably.

“What the fuck, Jackson,” she growls in a broken, rough voice.

Okay. Well—that was short-lived.

Sighing, I resist the urge to rub my forehead. The man on the other side of the wall cries out in frustration, and I’m pretty sure he punches the wall. I bark a laugh at the pair of them whining and upset. Smirking, I drop to my knees next to Addy, lock eyes with her, and lick a slow, torturous path up the dripping, long cock as though it’s my own personal lollypop. He bucks again, groaning. As if to chastise him, I flick his throbbing tip, and he jerks. Addy gasps as I wrap my lips around the red and angry mushroom head, unable to hold back the moan at their combined flavor.

My lips slide down his cock, and my hands ache with the need to grip his thighs and roll his heavy sac in my palm. Instead, my gaze finds Addison’s, and surprisingly, not only are her blue eyes locked on my mouth, but her hand is working a quick path down her body, between her thighs. I growl in irritation and pop off the poor guy’s dick once more. He slams the wall and starts to withdraw his cock. My hand snaps out, gripping it harshly.

“Relax,” I bark, loud enough that he should be able to hear me. He freezes. “Thank you,” I praise, my eyes still locked on Addy as I speak to him. “You’ll get to cum soon. I promise. Reach down and fist your balls for me. Hold off as long as you can. We’re almost there.” I see a shadow move from the small space surrounding his cock, letting me see the guy’s hand move down his body and cup his balls. I lick his tip, sucking hard, before popping off again. “Such a good fucking boy for me.”

He groans. I smirk and shift, turning to face the assortment of fresh toys. I pluck one that I’d spotted earlier from the bin and toss it to Addy. “What’s this?” she asks, even though we both know she’s perfectly aware she’s holding a clit sucking vibrator.

I grin at her in a way that’s more evil than sweet. “Legs spread. Panties to the side. Show me how wet that pretty little pussy is for me, Princess.” She hesitates, her brows dipping. Observing her, I watch with rapt attention as she tugs her lip between her teeth and looks away awkwardly.

Ducking around the protruding wall-cock, I find her face and drag it back to me. I palm her jaw and shove my thumb between her lips. “Do what I fucking said, Addison or I swear to God, I will keep you on edge for so fucking long, you’ll be begging me to walk away, just so you can have some relief.” She bites down on my thumb and stares at me. I nod approvingly. “There she is. There’s my feisty little bitch. Now do it.”

I slip my thumb from her mouth, shivering when she refuses to release me and ends up scraping her teeth down my flesh, deep enough to draw blood. Good. That’s what I want. The harder she fights, the better her ultimate submission will be.

I wait her out, mentally counting down the seconds it takes her to listen. Less than thirty. That’s how long it takes her to spread her bent thighs wide, ruck up her tiny dress, yank her barely there black thong to the side, and grant me my first sight of her dripping, pink cunt. My mouth waters immediately, and I groan loudly. I want to devour her. Feast on her right here and now in front of God and all his witnesses, but I can’t. Once I start, I won’t stop, and while I’m down with exhibitionism, I will not allow our first time to be in front of all these people. Because when I finally get inside Addison Hughes, it’ll be more than a quick fuck. It’ll be the start of forever.

“So pretty,” I purr. “So perfect for me.” She swallows roughly. “Vibrator on your clit. You don’t cum until I tell you to. You don’t look away. Eyes on me. Understood?” She gives me a jerky nod. I cock a brow. “I think I’d like to hear you say it, Princess.”

She rolls her eyes, and I barely stifle a bark of laughter. I’m not huge into physical punishments, but something tells me Addy will change that. “Yes, Sir,” she mutters angrily, and my balls draw up as precum shoots from my tip.

Fuck.

I try to hide my shock but must not catch it fast enough. She smirks proudly and blinks rapidly, feigning innocence. My dick throbs and my heart squeezes at the mixture of slutty and adorable she’s displaying. Jesus. She’s perfect. The vibrator clicks on, and her middle bows, but she doesn’t look away. Confident that she’ll do her job, I go back to mine.

My lips wrap around the cock that’s sadly but understandably wilted slightly. Doesn’t matter. I’ll reward him. He earned it. My hand wraps around the base of his length, drawing his flesh forward as my mouth slides down, making sure to keep every inch of him covered with my warmth. I cradle the underside of his shaft with my tongue, paying attention to the sensitive vein I’m tracing. He shudders. Addison moans loudly, and he jerks in my hand.

I should be mad that he’s getting off to the sound of my girl’s pleasure, but the realization that she and I are doing this to him together, bringing him ecstasy as a team, hits hard. At this moment, with her eyes locked on mine, I own her. She’s mine. Every other man and woman in this room could be watching, stroking themselves, fucking to the sight of us—but she’s still mine. That thought has me doubling down in my efforts.

My balls are aching painfully. My cock has never been harder, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d say I’m just as close to cumming as the pair of them. Addy is shaking. Her cheeks are pink. Her eyes are clouded with lust. The vibrator is trembling in her hand, and her hips are rocking at a quick pace. I jerk the man faster, sucking his tip with vigor. My teeth scrape across his already taut skin, and I know he’s close. I time his orgasm with Addison’s. When I see her unable to hold herself back any longer, I give her a tiny nod. Her scream penetrates the air and sets him off. Hot, salty cum coats my tongue, filling my mouth jet after jet. I take it all, never losing sight of Addy as she rides the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her entire body is flush and twitching.

She’s stunning. Fucking incredible.

---