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“Make her come,” King grunted, pulling up my leg. “Suck that sweet pussy, fuck her slow with your fingers, I want to hear how she comes.”

Boogie moaned into my pussy, wrapping his lips around my clit and he sucked hard. I jerked from the orgasm hitting me hard, convulsing around his finger. My hand pulled at King's hair wishing it was Boogies.

“Ok, Ok, Ok,” I moaned trying to pull away from Boogies.

He sucked on my clit for a few seconds more as my sensitive body jerked with every pull of his mouth. Just as I was about to push him away, he kissed my pussy, pulling down his mask quickly. I got a peek of his glistening lips looking mouthwatering.

“Are you ready for more?” Boogie asked, palming his hard cock.

“Give me everything,” I whispered, praying that I didn’t regret saying those words.

8

Boogie

The woods were silent as we made our way to the trailer. I had her over my shoulder, her bare ass on display, her sweet intoxicating smell lingering in the air. Good thing it was night, I’d have to kill anyone who saw her on display. After tasting her, I was growing possessive, and it was worrying me. I pushed that worry into a box in my head to deal with later. Tonight, I was basking in whatever this was, and I’d deal with the aftermath later.

King opened the door for me before raising his phone up. He needed to check on the town before coming in. I didn’t know what time it was, but it had to be close to midnight. I nodded at him, climbing up the steps into the small living area. The bedroom was thankfully clean as I walked into it, throwing her on the bed.

Her big hazel eyes looked up at me and I could already see the question forming in them. She wanted to see me, her question was at the tip of her tongue, making me consider it. I’ve never once let a hookup see me or even thought about letting them see me… except her.

“Not tonight, Little One,” I growled, getting angry that I had even contemplated showing her what I looked like.

Such an angelic face for such a filthy boy. There is no angel here, just a whore’s body.

I growled, yanking on her dress to sit her up. Her eyes grew wide as I made her stand up, ripping the dress off over her head, getting stuck on the zip ties. I snarled, frustrated, and pulled out my knife. She flinched when I cut her free.

Her reaction made me angrier, wondering why she had recoiled like that. Did she have an abusive boyfriend? I pushed her back, jerking her hands together to zip tie them to the bed. I straddled her chest when she cried out that I was tightening them too tightly, and I internally cursed myself.

I cuther free and was more careful this time. It was tight enough to hold her, but she still had some wiggle room. Closing my knife, I looked down at her, realizing she was completely naked. The fear in her eyes made me harder, as I took in her body.

Her breasts were small, her hips were wide and if I had a guess, she missed a lot more meals than she should have. Her frame was more boney than I would have liked and for once, I wanted to know more about the person we brought into our bed. Was she poor? Did she have a normal job? Was she struggling to make ends meet?

I shouldn’t have cared about any of that, it didn’t matter, I was sticking my dick in her and that was that. She was an itch we wanted to scratch and tomorrow she would be a distant memory.

Liar, she wouldn’t be anything close to a distant memory.

The door to the trailer opened, pulling me from my downward spiral. I jumped off her making my way to King, slipping off my mask, crashing my lips into his. He groaned, kissing me back just as hard, biting my lip just the way I liked. Little One's taste was still on my face, and I hoped he could taste her too.

He pulled away to look at me, keeping my back to her just in case. King always knew when something was wrong, we had grown so in tune with each other that even with a simple look, we could tell something was off. I pulled him in for another kiss, easing the violence in me further.

We pulled away a minute later, his makeup smeared, and I knew I had black on my face. He walked behind me bringing my mask back to me.

“We don’t have to do this,” he whispered. “We can dump her in the parking lot or have one of the guys make sure she gets home.”

I shook my head, “I want it. I just…”

“I know, did the demons sneak up on you?” He cupped my face, bringing our foreheads together as I nodded. “I’m glad you didn’t take it out on her. Don’t need another body to hide tonight.”

I knew he was joking, but his statement was more real than I let on. He slipped my mask over my head grabbing my hand, leading me into the bedroom. His nostrils flared when he noticed her naked, laid out on the bed.

“Oh, Doll, you look exquisite like this.” He leaned over her, taking a nipple into his mouth.

She gasped, looking at me before turning away, staring at a spot on the wall instead of me. This is what I wanted, for her to fear me, not to question me, and to leave the fucking mask on.

I growled, my anger simmering. King looked back at me, and tilted his head in question, then kneeled on the floor in front of me. He unbuttoned while I unzipped, dragging my pants down my big thighs.

King groaned at the sight of my erection in my boxer briefs, rubbing his face against my cock. He slipped his thumbs in my underwear waistband, sliding them down to my pants. My cockswayed in front of him; he grabbed it at the base and licked the precum off.

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