Page 43 of Queen Of Dark Money

Rafechuckled behind him, slapping his ass with a resoundingcrack.“Whatdo you think,River?Wouldshe like to watch us switch off?”Hewhispered in his partner’s ear, slowly, seductive, like a hissing snake, slithering through my veins,lighting every nerve ending on fire. “Whydon’t you sit in the middle of the couch there and let me take a ride?”

Rivergroaned.Iassumed this was something they did often, because he seemed to know instinctively what to do next.Rivertook a seat in the center of the couch and spread his legs a bit, letting his cock bob free asRafeclimbed atop his lap, facing me now.Imet his gaze and tried desperately to hold it, even asIfelt my thighs slick with my own arousal.Ididn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing thatIhad sacrificed my panties to ruinStone’ssilk dress shirts.IfI’dbeen wearing them, they’d be soaked by now.

Asmuch asIwanted to be the winner of this little game,Iwas fast losing it, and they knew it as much asIdid.Todrive home the fact,Rafelocked eyes with me and grinned as he spit on his hand, lubed upRiver’scock, and slid down atop it, taking it in his ass like a champ while he held eye contact with me.

Fuck, it was the single-most intense moment of my adult life, watching him take it in the ass while he stared into my fucking soul.

Ifelt likeIwas gonna come just from watching.Thevisuals were . . . stunning, really.Ihad no other word for it, at least, not that my brain could locate at that moment.

“Fuck,”Iwhispered, shifting in my seat again.Iwas so wet for them right now, it was insane, andIached for the moment when they finally finished, soIcould slink away to my guest bedroom and hide in the dark with a finger or three buried deep inside my fucking pussy.

IwatchedRafe’scock bounce, no shame in my game anymore, as he bobbed up and down onRiver’scock, the stretch making him wince every time he bottomed out.Riverhad his head thrown back, eyes closed as his cock disappeared in and out ofRafe, the obscene moans slipping from both of their mouths fueling the desperate images being burned into my head at thisvery moment.Iwould never forget the scene, like a movie that you could repeat over and over for years to come.Oneyou quoted at the drop of a hat, flawlessly capturing the emotion and vibe of the lines and the characters every time.

Iwould never be able to forget the sound ofRafemoaning as he tookRiver’scock in his ass for as long asIlived.

“Fuck, oh fuck, yeah, ride that dick,”Rivermoaned, his arms spread over the back of the couch, gripping the leather for dear life. “Wheredo you want it,Rafe?”

Ididn’t know what they were talking about until he reached down and gripped the other man’s dick, pumping it along with the timing of his thrusts into his ass.Andthen, asIwatched, his balls tightened in real-time, and it dawned on me whatitwas.

Hiscum.Oh, fuck.Hewas askingRafewhere he wanted him to come.

AndIwas on the edge of my seat, eager to know where this man wanted to be filled.

Please, fuckingplease,tell me he wants it inside himself.

Thatwould beso hot.

“Fill–ahhhh, fill me up,River,” he whined, intensifying his bounce as he came inRiver’shand, hot jets of his seed spurting up over the other man’s fingers, dripping onto the floor, overRiver’shands, making a mess everywhere.Rivergroaned and shifted, rocking up intoRafewith redoubled effort for one pump, two, three, and then with a shout, he stiffened and came, his ass clenched, inched off the couch as both men reveled in their truly debaucherous act.

Fuckme.Ishivered as the edge of an orgasm taunted me, little pulses of electric pleasure licking at the sides of my core asIbit my lip and clawed desperately at the remaining bit of sanityIhad left.

RafeandRiverwere slumped on the couch,River’sdick hanging limp between his legs,Rafestill on his lap.AsIsatthere, panting like a bitch in heat, they both finally looked back at me, and slow smiles spread over their sated faces as they noticedIwas still staring, stunned, at their cocks.Atthem.Atanything but their eyes, whichIknew held their victory.

Iwasn’t ready to admit they’d won.

Andto be completely honest,Iwanted nothing more than to fuck the living daylights out of them both.

Therewas something aboutRafe, though, that tickled the back of my brain and made me wonder whereI’dseen him before.Theway he stared at me, so intensely, like we’d met, like he knew me intimately, it unnerved me.

MaybeifIcould get away from them both and have a minute to myself,Icould figure it out.

OrmaybeI’djust finger myself to the memory of those pretty sounds that fell from their lips while they fucked.

Infront of me.

Fuck, what a power move.

“Youtired?” one of them asked me asIscrambled to compose myself, rising more steadily thanIfelt.Iwas almost sure ifIdared to look down,Iwould see a wet spot on the chair whereI’dbeen sitting seconds ago.

Iwasn’t brave enough to find out.

Instead,Inodded slowly, making it a point to stretch likeIwas stiff from being trapped on that chair this whole time.Which, to be fair,Iwas.

“Beingkidnapped, lugged around like an asset, and then tied to a chair for hours really takes a lot out of a girl, ya know.”Ishot them a wink and slinked down the hall, struggling to remember which door he’d said was mine.

Mylack of decisiveness must have been apparent to them, becauseRiveryelled out, ‘on the right, sweetheart,’ like he knewIwas just standing in his hallway, my brain a scrambled mess.Iwasn’t sure how that made me feel, butIdidn’t have time to analyze it.

OnceIwas safely behind the door,Iturned the pathetic excuse for a lock and smiled to myself.Logically,Iknew they could probably produce a key and get in if they wanted, but turnabout was fair play.Theyknew damn well what sort of effect they had on people with a show like that, andIwas only human.

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