She sat on my lap and peered over her shoulder at me. “No.”

I pulled her higher up my lap and sank my fingers between her legs, pushing up her skirt enough for me to see her glistening pussy against my thigh. “What’d you do to her, doll? I want the details.”

“I want the details of last night first,” Laila said.

Stuffing my fingers inside her, I kissed her neck. “Ahh, doll, I just fucked her pretty pussy like you did with your fingers this morning. That’s all. Do you want to watch us next time?”

Laila blushed and looked away.

“Next time you’re with her, call Sage a slut,” I said. “She loves it.”

“Sage?” Laila asked, eyes widening. “Really?”

“You couldn’t tell by the way she happily posed for a picture with my cum?”

I moved my fingers in and out of her, gently rubbing my thumb against her swollen clit. She whimpered on me and spread her legs like a good girl, her hand finding the front of my pants. She stroked me back and forth until my dick was throbbing inside my suit pants.

“I’m going to take you girls on a vacation,” I announced.

After last night, I had decided that we needed to pause all jobs for the next couple of weeks. Between the FBI and whoever the fuck had interrupted business at the warehouse, we needed to let things cool off.

“I’m going to bring you to a place we’ve never been before and decorate both of you with my cum, take you to an exclusive club, make you sit at the bar with my cum on your face, let everyone see what sluts you girls are. Would you like that? Being publicly humiliated?”

Her pussy suddenly soaked my fingers. She reached into my pants and began stroking my dick faster. “Y-yes.”

I pushed my fingers in and out of her tightening cunt. “Then, I’ll make you girls play together in front of everyone. Let them watch you get each other off, swap my cum, and eat each other out.”

She whimpered and nodded. “P-please.”

Sinking my face into her neck, I gently sucked on her skin. My cock throbbed in her hand as she stroked it faster and faster, breath hitching and small moans escaping her pretty mouth. She stiffened and held her breath, the way she did moments before she came undone.

“I want to get us a toy,” she said in a breathy whisper. “One we can use together.” She stroked me faster, pushing both of us closer to the edge. “I want to make her a crying, whimpering mess, the way you make me. To both be full at once …” Her legs began shaking. “You could fuck both our mouths, stuff us with your c-c-cum …”

I grunted, balls heavy.

She tossed her head back. “Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.”

When she came around my fingers, I grabbed her pussy and closed my eyes, my cum pumping into her tiny hand. Pleasure surged through my body, and I finally relaxed against the chair.

“We leave this week,” I said because there was no way I could wait any longer for our little fantasy to come true.

31

sage

“Two cookies, please,” I said to the barista at The Coffee Club. “And a hot green tea.”

When the barista walked away, I glanced up at Riccardo, who stood still as a statue by my side, face pointed straight ahead but eyes focused intently on the cookies in the case in front of me. I stifled a giggle.

“Do you want any—”

“No.”

“Okay,” I hummed as the barista handed me two cookies and a tea. “More for me.”

Riccardo’s face dropped for a mere moment, but when I handed him the cookie, the blank expression on his face returned. He took it and walked up the stairs with me to the second floor, sneaking a bite into his mouth.

“You’re welcome,” I said, earning me an eye roll.