Page 22 of Chaos Luck Wrath

Layne’s breath caught as she felt his finger stroke along her crease. She melted back against him.

Gage let out a groan as he felt how much her arousal was coating her already. “Baby, you’re so damn wet. Are you getting off on being taken hostage by us?” His finger stroked a circle over her clit.

Her hips pressed down into his lap as her moan vibrated against the silicone sphere lodged between her lips. Layne’s ass pushed further against the excitement of his cock.

Hearing that first moan, Joey’s hand adjusted his erection in his pants, beginning to regret his decision to be the driver. “That’s a good girl, you let Daddy Gage work your cunt.” Fuck, he hoped he didn’t crash the car before they arrived at their destination.

Skillfully using his fingers, Gage continued to massage circles over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Each movement drew another velvety moan out of Layne. Her ass continued to grind against him, teasing his dick and driving him to stroke her quicker.

The way her heart was pounding in her chest before they left the house had been from the surge of adrenaline. Now, it was the rise of pleasure saturating her body. With her hands bound in front of her at the wrists, she pushed Gage’s hand further into her panties, wanting his touch inside of her. Her thighs parted, allowing him more access to her heated core.

Chuckling, Gage pulled his touch back up to her clit. “Mmm,” he growled into her ear. “It seems like you’ve had a bit of an attitude adjustment, Lucky Charm.” His fingers made tighter circles over her slick nub, listening to each of her moans grow heavier with the need for release.

Layne whimpered as she felt her climax drawing closer, but still just a breath out of reach. Just as she thought he was going to leave her dangling on the edge, Gage finally dove his hand lower to shove two fingers deep inside of her tight pussy. Curling his fingers, he had no difficulty finding the sensual spot that would have her coming undone.

She cried out as her pleasure spilled across her body, squirming against him as she came. Gage’s arm tightened around her so he could selfishly take delight in the way her body writhed in his hold. Each of her loud moans was dampened by the obstruction he had placed in her mouth, only making him harder at how her ecstasy couldn’t be fully silenced.

“Fuck, baby. Coming so soon?” He wiggled his fingers inside of her tauntingly to extend the clutch her orgasm had on her. “We haven’t even gotten started.” Tauntingly, he pushed his hips up, driving the solid bulge of his cock against the center of her ass.

She panted hard as she laid back against his chest, her breaths being forced past the sides of the gag. Layne shut her eyes allowing herself to bask in the afterglow while Gage kept his fingers buried deep inside of her. Every so often she could feel him move them, prompting her body to respond with delightful little shivers across her skin.

Joey found himself placing more pressure on the gas pedal as Gage had their girl already unraveling between her legs.

Chapter Eleven

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

Arriving at the docks, the tires caused a crunching sound of the gravel underneath the rubber as the car rolled to a stop. Joey parked the Challenger right in front of the same abandoned building where Layne had first encountered the darker side of his occupation. It was the very same day he made the best decision of his life; the day he decided to let her go free instead of carrying out Franzetti’s contract on her head.

Joey exited the car, with Gage helping to ease their girl out of the backseat and back over Joey’s shoulder. Securing her with one hand, Joey reached into the pocket of his black tactical pants with the other. He grabbed a set of keys and tossed them over to Gage who snatched them from midair and unlocked the building, allowing his brother to enter with Layne first.

With less resistance in the afterglow of her orgasm, Layne kept herself steady by holding onto the back of Joey’s shirt. She still wanted to give them both an earful for interfering with her plans for today, but it was pointless to try when they couldn’t comprehend her past the gag firmly lodged in her mouth.

The door clicked shut behind the three of them once they were inside. The interior of the building hadn’t changed much from a few years ago. It still looked just as abandoned but with more cobwebs and the same musty and ancient office furniture.

Layne was slid off of Joey’s shoulder and down onto a chair, wrists still held captive by the handcuffs Gage had slapped on her. Being upright, she could more easily see a few of the differences in the room from the last time she had been in it. The air mattress on the floor was the most obvious addition and next to it was a cooler.

They didn’t bother securing her to the chair, both of them confident in their abilities to prevent her from running off. The bigger threat was how much she was going to lash out at either one of them before they were done here. Further validating their confidence, when she went to stand up, Gage came behind her and pushed down on her shoulders to get her ass back in the seat.

The boots Joey was wearing softly thudded against the floor as he double-checked several of the locks and windows before circling back to stand in front of her. With his face still obscured by his hallmark skeleton mask, his eyes were truly what gave his lust-filled intentions away.

Gage’s hands remained pressing onto her shoulders to keep her in one place; the way his fingers massaged the muscles of her upper back, he was doing his best to relax her.

Joey leaned over with his hands braced against his thighs as he stared at Layne. “It’s not often anyone gets second chances, Layney, but when the opportunity presents itself, I’ve learned not to turn it down. Do you recognize where we are right now?”

Not bothering to fight the obstruction in her mouth, she simply nodded at him. How could she forget anything about the fateful day he entered her life? It was the day their story began.

“Good.” His eyes glanced at Gage and he gave a curt nod. The gesture prompted his brother to loosen up the straps of the ball gag until it was removed from her mouth and returned to Gage’s pocket. If she got mouthy again, it would be easily accessible.

Layne opened and closed her mouth several times to ease the ache from her jaw. Her cuffed hands came up to wipe the trail of saliva away from her chin. “This is fucking ridiculous. I told you both last night that I just wanted to be left alone for one goddamn day.”

Gage’s hand wrapped itself around her hair and tugged her head back. “Baby, it’s not your turn to talk yet.” He leaned over and pressed his mouth to hers with a softness that was in stark contrast to what would look like a rather grim sight to an outsider; two masked men holding a woman hostage in an abandoned building.

After that tender kiss, Gage smirked at her. “But if you prefer one of us to fill your mouth with something other than the gag, we will be more than happy to oblige.”

When Gage eased up on Layne’s hair, her attention was drawn back to Joey. He moved his hands to the top of her bare thighs while squatting down in front of her. “Now, be a good girl and tell me what I want to know.” His hands squeezed onto the tops of her legs, digging in firmly with his fingers to make sure he had her attention.

“If the question is if you’re both in such deep shit right now, then yes. You better pray when I get these cuffs off that both of you are miles away.” She rolled her eyes with a fierce attitude and shook her head at their audacity of going to this extreme length. On a day where she always woke up in a foul mood, they hadn’t exactly made it any better. Well, except the orgasm on the way here hadn’t been half bad…

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