Page 23 of Chaos Luck Wrath

Joey laughed. “There’s the part of you I love the most. All the attitude and confidence behind your words, even when you’re not in a position to be pitching threats.”

He leaned in and whispered into her ear, “Do you think I don’t know you well enough to be several steps ahead of you? I bet you were confused when your gun wasn’t in the nightstand drawer earlier, huh?” He had already been shot once by an O’Reilly, he wasn’t looking to make it two-for-two when they caught her off guard at the house earlier.

She huffed out a breath in frustration. “You know today of all days is my one day for myself. It’s not about you.”

Tugging his mask down, Joey leaned down and dragged several rows of kisses up over the soft skin of her inner thigh as he inched closer to her center. His thin layer of scruff brushed against her body as he murmured, “That’s where you’re wrong, Layney.” His hands forced her legs apart wider as his final kiss was pressed to the damp fabric of her boy shorts.

Behind her, Gage tossed his mask and gloves down onto the floor. Each of his large hands ran over her shoulders and down onto her chest until he slid them into the top of her tank top. His palms found her firm and round tits and began to knead them in his grasp.

Layne quietly fought the moan her body wanted to respond with at both of their touches. The weight of her desire began to impact her breathing as her heart sped up and her core pulsed with desire. Her damn body was trying to betray her again.

Continuing, Joey pulled his face away from between her legs to peer up at her, “Today is about me, it’s about you, and going forward it’s going to be about the three of us.” The warm pools of his espresso eyes were full of certainty and promises. “Are you going to be a good girl for us? Today can be all about allowing us to worship every fuckin’ inch of your body until you’ve come so far undone that there’s nothing left of you for us to take. All you have to do is say the words, Layney.”

Still, with his hands down the front of her tank top, Gage’s fingers pinched her stiff nipples, twisting them between his fingers. It elicited a gasp from her as her body shifted under his touch. Each tug at her body had her hardheaded attitude faltering.

While Layne was struggling to be amenable to the new terms of what this day was going to be about, Joey’s hand commanded her attention as it grabbed under her jaw.

“I asked a question, you know what happens when I ask twice,” his gravelly voice deepened into the cusp of a growl. His other hand dropped between her legs, grabbing at her thinly covered pussy.

Lustful thoughts were already filling her eyes as one set of hands continued their exploration and play of her breasts, but when Joey introduced his rough handling of her body, all she could think about was hunting down her next release.

Layne’s full lips parted in anticipation of the gasp pulled right out of her. Losing a battle she wasn’t sure she even wanted to win, she whispered, “Make me your good girl.” Her voice was breathy from the shameless desire that had eaten away her self-control.

Joey smirked before sliding his mask back into place, his eyes glanced at Gage who pulled back from Layne bearing a grin brimming with excitement at the playtime they were all going to have together.

She was promptly pulled to her feet as Joey lifted her arms above her head and lowered them around his neck. Her cuffed wrists ensured that she wouldn’t be escaping the proximity of his body.

Coming up behind her, Gage put his hands to better use by yanking her boy shorts down from her hips until they fell to the floor. Once his job was done there, he left to find the bag he had dropped off in a corner earlier.

Impatiently yanking at his belt, Joey’s hands opened up his pants before pulling out his impressively-sized dick that ached to fuck the ever-loving shit out of her. His hands grabbed onto the back of her thighs and hoisted her up until her legs wrapped around his waist.

Layne’s arms tightened around his neck as her ankles locked behind him. His cock was already teasing the slick entrance of her body. She stared at his mask-covered face as he walked with her until her back hit a wall.

“Don’t hold back,” she instructed him. If either of them wanted to make today not about her emotional wreckage, it needed the physical intensity to shatter the mental barriers.

“Oh, I wasn’t planning on being gentle, Layney. I plan to fuck you like I just stole you.” He drove his cock roughly into her, proving his point. He groaned as he felt her tightness squeeze around him.

She tilted her head back against the wall as she loudly moaned out as he forced her body to mold around him. Her nails clawed into his upper back, finding any part of him to latch onto.

His hips drew back and pushed into her again, the head of his cock attempting to spear straight through her. The way her arousal warmed his cock, he wanted nothing more than to forever live buried deep inside her.

Despite the mask covering the lower half of his face, she could still feel the heat of his breath against the skin of her neck as he panted with his efforts. Equally, her labored breaths were expelled as she continued to voice out the intensity of the pleasure he was giving her.

“You should have taken my dick just like this the first time we were here together.” His hands squeezed onto her legs tighter. Allowing his lust to drive his movements, he sped up his thrusts to keep fueling both of their needs. Roughly he claimed her body, his hips nearly bruising in their intensity as he used his strength to take her.

Barely able to keep up with her breaths between her moans, she gasped at the thought of if Joey and she had caved to their desires the same day they had met. “I-I… I would have never given it to you.”

She groaned out as the tip of his cock stroked over the sweet spot deep within her core. With every shove of his hard length into her, he was pulling at the string wrapped around her release, getting closer to unraveling it.

Lifting a hand, Joey tugged his mask down and then snatched up her throat in his grasp. “Don’t lie to me, you would have let me fuck this insatiable pussy of yours however I wanted.”

His lips feverishly kissed her lips, swallowing up her moans hungrily. The strength of his hand squeezed around her throat, placing enough pressure to have her feel the slowing of blood on the way to her brain before releasing the hold. Joey repeated the process of squeezing and releasing several more times as his hips drove into her.

With the power of his thrusts jolting her against the wall, her body quickly ramped up towards its climax. “Fuck, Joey! I-I’m gonna come!” Her body was already wildly squirming against him as her insides trembled.

Joey dropped his hand from her neck down to her hip where his other hand joined it, steadying her body so he could continue fucking her even harder there against the wall.

He growled into her ear, “You’re gonna suck your cum off my cock when I’m done with you. You better be fuckin’ hungry.” His teeth caught the bottom of her ear lobe, giving it a possessive nibble.

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