Page 42 of Queen Of Dark Money

“Likewhat you see, pretty thing?” he teased, rolling his palm over the tip with a groan. “Toobad you are who you are; we could have had some real fun with a pretty pair of tits like yours.”

Sheshifted in her seat and crossed her legs again, pointedly meeting his gaze with a bored frown. “Boldof you to assumeI’dwelcome your advances.”

Rivershrugged and turned to me, offering his cock at my eye level.Ileaned in without hesitation, sucking him down, working my tongue likeIknew he liked.Hiseyes rolled back, and he let me palm his ass with one hand and his balls with the other, tugging him into me until he was forced to put his hands on my shoulder to keep from falling over.

“Iwant to fuck you, butIthink you need this more,” he growled, yanking his cock from my mouth with a soft curse.Iwatched him bend over the side of the couch and present his ass to me, spreading his cheeks with his hands in invitation.“Weren’tyou saying something about putting this couch to good use tonight?”

Hewas far from the busty brunetteI’dimagined bent over like that, but he’d do.Withoutpreamble,Ispit into my palm, slicked myself up, and slammed home, groaning at the feel of his tight ass clenching my cock like a wetsuit in the ocean.

“Fuck,”Imuttered, one hand on the back of the couch asIpanted out my need. “Fuck,River, you’re so tight.”

Shehid it well, really, she did, but neither of us missed the little whimper that escaped our captive.Ididn’t look over at her, allowing her to pretend she wasn’t affected by us.Thiswas payback for her little power game.Andwe weren’t going to let her win.

Iwas going to put on a show to rival the vouyer hour atRiver’sclub.

Iwould fuck him, and then he would fuck me, and we would make her watch as we came all over each other in front of her, completely comfortable in our sexuality.

Andwhen she walked away, wet, unsatisfied, and needy, we would be the winners, and we’d even have a little fun in the process.

Ididn’t see a downside.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

KENZIE

Holyshit.Hooooolyshit.Oh, fuck, fuck fuck, fuckety fucks.

Iknew challenging a bunch of criminals in a battle of wills was a bad idea, butI’dpushed my luck a bit too far with this one.

Ishould have never assumed they wouldn’t fuck in front of me, a complete stranger.

Somehow, the idea that even now,Iwas a captive, of not only my own making but of the absolute magnetism they emitted as they fucked and sucked their way to orgasm.Icouldn’t look away ifIwanted to.Clearly, they swung every which way, and while that might not be all women’s thing,Iloved a man who was confident and fucked anything that walked.Somehow, a man who wasn’t afraid to dominate another masculine man was undeniably a turn-on for me.

Theydidn’t know that, though, so allIhad to do was get through this little show and pretend it didn’t affect me.

Easiersaid than done.

Iwas wetter than a slip-n-slide on the fourth ofJuly, and ifIdidn’t get some relief,I’dend up humping a pillow tonight.Girlsmight not understand blue balls, butIunderstood beingclam-jammed well enough.Thiswas such a tease it was almost painful, andIaccidentally let slip a little whimper of need when he shoved himself inside the other one.

RiverandRafe.

Fuckingsex on legs.I’dlove to be in the middle of that hottie sandwich.

Literally.

Underany other circumstance.ButIwouldn’t give them the time of day now.Tothem,Iwas just my sister, a pawn to use in a game against my father.Iwas a chess piece, and they were the players.

Thesewere members of theKings.Dangerous.Deadly.Acrime syndicate of feared men my sperm donor had set out to destroy.Itwas no wonder he wasn’t answering their calls.Itwas highly likely if he did—if he caved to their demands—he’d lose all credit in the community.Ormaybe hisPRteam was looking for a good way to spin this.Acomeback on his tour–stolen from an event, his daughter, an innocent bystander, used as ransom, these were the kinds of people he would overthrow.

Rightnow, they didn’t look so dangerous to me.Theylooked horny as fuck and like literal sex gods, but deadly criminals?

Nope.

I’dlet either one of them choke me, tbh.

“Weknow you’re watching,”Riversaid, his hair disheveled and sweat beading on his brow as he let himself be fucked. “AndIcan tell by the way you’re breathing it turns you on.”

Iscoffed at his assumption, even though it was one hundred percent true. “Youwish, pal.”

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