Page 90 of Rat Race

Unable to take being worshiped, I tugged them up and forced their lips back to mine. They didn’t fight me, the unspoken request between us loud and clear.

I moaned at the taste of myself on them.

My hand slipped into their suit pants, my fingers coming into contact with wetness.

They groaned against me, their hand coming to rub circles against my clit. Heat unfurled in my belly, my beat-up body feeling like it’d been dunked into a warm bath as my muscles began to loosen at their coaxing touch.

“We don’t have much time,” I breathed. “Better make this fucking worth it.”

They laughed against me before their other hand grabbed the hair at the base of my neck and forced my head back.

“Like you fuckin’ care about time. Keep goin’,” they commanded against my neck, their teeth dragging across the sensitive skin.

I was so taken off guard by their quickness that I forgot what I was doing, but I quickly remedied my mistake and began rubbing hard, fast circles on their clit, pulling a few good moans from them.

I teased their folds before pushing two fingers inside. They did the same to me, both of us writhing against each other as we played.

It should’ve been illegal how fast Cam made me come. Little stars bursting at the corners of my vision as I fucked myself on their hand.

Honestly, it was downright embarrassing.

But when my pussy clenched and a tingling heat started from my core and moved outward, I didn’t complain.

Cam was groaning against me, their movements becoming erratic. Breathing heavy against my neck, and every so often they biting down on my skin, sucking and nipping along my throat.

I hope to God they leave marks.

I came in an explosion of heat, not too unlike the fire I was trapped between in the maze. After all the craziness and barely making it out alive, the orgasm Cam gave me felt like the strongest, most mind-blowing one I’d ever felt. Leaving mylegs trembling under my weight and forcing me to lean heavily against the wall of support.

And they didn’t even fucking do much.

“Come for me, cowboy.”

The simple command did it. They fell into me as their cunt clenched my fingers in waves, shudders running through their body as they came. Their hand tightened in my hair like they were worried I’d leave.

I wouldn’t.There was no leaving. They were mine, and I was theirs.

Of that, I was sure of.

They pulled away, a huge smile on their breathless face interrupted by their fingers as they removed them from inside of me and popped them into their mouth to suck them clean.

“Fucking delicious,” they groaned, dropping their hand to my waist to crowd me further against the wall. “Do y’know how tempted I was to get on my knees for you after tasting that bat?”

“I bet we taste even better together,” I said with a wicked smile.

Instead of bringing my fingers to my mouth, I forced them into theirs. Cam sucked, tongue rolling around the digits as their eyes narrowed in bliss.

“Fuck, I don’t know how much more I can take. I need you in every way possi?—”

“Clear the room!”

A pounding caught our attention and had us both turning to the door.

Anger ran through me.Can’t they leave us alone? We won, for fuck’s sake.The killer urges from the maze still hadn’t fully disappeared, and I was ready to smash someone’s brain in for even daring to look at us the wrong way. Much less outright interrupt our privacy.

“I guess we gotta make a show of it,” Cam said, sending me a look that told me to cool it.

With a pout, I pushed past them, pulling down my insanely tight dress as I walked.

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