Page 70 of We Are All Sinners

I turn back looking past Darius to said bimbo and hold out my left hand for her to see. The bitch grabs my hand, pulling me across Darius’s lap.

I jerk my hand back with the image of her having a threesome with Darius, and Enzo burned into my brain.

Damn! I cannot take that kind of porn in my head right now! I am already so turned on, and that is not an image I want to get off to!

I eye her as everyone stops, seemingly waiting for me to lose my shit. I come back to reality quickly, knowing that no one else saw what I saw so I need to play it cool and fix my face.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to…” The pretty barbie look alike is almost in tears as her eyes dart back and forth between me and Darius, who does not look very happy with her.

I cut her off, “No, I’m sorry, you just have one hell of a grip. Where do you work out girl?” I chuckle nervously, shaking my hand out a little for dramatic effect.

Everyone smiles, and politely goes back to their conversations. Except Brix, he eyes the young girl as he wraps his arm around me protectively, pulling me back into his side. I get him to stop and turn his attention on me when I kiss his cheek.

I look back to the girl as she mouths me a thank you. I now feel bad for calling her a bimbo. It’s not her fault or choice to be where she is. The least I can do is make it a little easier on her if I can.

As soon as the waiter sits my wine on the crisp, little, white cocktail napkin in front of me, I pick it up and take a long sip. I close my eyes and savor the sweet flavor as the bubbles tickle my tongue.

I shift in my seat as I sit back up straight, feeling the metal bulb in my ass move as my body does.

Brixon puts his hand on my thigh giving it a soft squeeze making my ass clench. Fuck the slightest touch from him sets my body on fire. I take a deep breath, trying to keep my composure, which I’m sure I’m failing at miserably.

“The wine good baby?” Brixon asks with a knowing smirk as my leg trembles beneath his hand.

“Soo good.” I reply, voice shaky as I pick up the glass and down the rest in one tilt. I open my throat and let the cool liquid gold go down like a shot, feeling the sting of the bubbles all the way down.

I feel the burn in my stomach, the alcohol mixing with the insatiable need in my core. I side eye Brix as I wave to the waiter, getting his attention before raising my glass so he only has to make one trip. He nods in acknowledgement with a knowing smile.

If he only knew. I chuckle inwardly to myself.

I look around the table at my friends and can’t help but wonder if any of them have ever worn one of these things. Are any of them wearing one now? Have they had anal sex?

The more I think about it the worse it gets. My pussy is throbbing, needing to be touched, and I have to just sit here and act normal.

Fuck, this is pure torture.

I lean back into Brixon, reaching my mouth to his ear, and whisper, “I hope you have had a rock-hard cock all day and you have blue balls as karma for this.” I kiss his neck and turn my attention to Emily, who is grinning from ear to ear.

“I’m going to the lady’s room, please excuse me.” I say as sweetly as I can and stand up a little too abruptly.

“Oh My God!” I moan under my breath; I think.

Emily and Lily both stand, excusing themselves as well, joining me.

I make a beeline through the beautiful restaurant, trying to keep my legs from giving out before I make it to safety.

The bathroom door shuts, and I can’t help but blurt out, “Are you guys into anal?” I ask wide eyed, clenching my ass cheeks together, really feeling the pressure of this thing now that I’m standing.

“I mean yeah, but not with anyone who knew what they were doing. I like play, but not the act itself.” Lily admits without shame.

I nod, thinking over her answer as I turn my attention to Emily. I sway back and forth on my feet waiting for her response.

“Oh, well. I mean I. I haven’t tried it since… Before…” Her eyes meet mine as she stumbles on her words, and I know. She doesn’t have to finish, I know.

I nod, grabbing her hand, “I’m sorry Em. I know what you went through.” She puts her hand up to stop me.

“Yeah, that was my only experience, but I think if I showed any interest in the act, Liam would be all over it and make it a better experience. So, tell me what you are thinking about slut.” Emily laughs, making light of her darkness.

I let out a slight moan as I move to the wall to steady myself.

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