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Slowly, my hands move to my belt, and I undo the buckle before sliding it out of the loops. Neither of us look away, and the intensity of the moment builds with each of my movements. Once the belt is on the floor, I unfasten the button on my pants and slide the zipper down.

“Do you know why I called you down here?”

“Because it’s my job to be at your beck and call?” she guesses. Joey snorts, and I level her with a glare.

“Because you fought me about the uniform and responded to my text with that stupid fucking gif.”

Sal laughs outright, and Elise smiles. I can’t believe these are the people I’ve surrounded myself with.

“Let me get this straight,” she says. “You’re going to punish me for a gif?”

“I’m going to punish you for the attitude behind the gif.”

“Did I hurt your feelings?”

This time, it’s Joey’s turn to laugh.

“Enough,” I growl at all of them. “Elise. Have a seat.”

She looks around the room in question. “There aren’t any chairs.”

Disappointment surges that I’m going to need to explain this to her. Until she turns to look at my lap and gives me a smirk. “Iguess I’ll have to sit here.”

I’m not sure what happened today, but she came back from her trip to the office with a brand new attitude. Once we’re alone, I’ll be asking her about it. Right now, however, I have something more important to do.

I spread my unzipped pants farther apart and pull my hard length from my boxers. “Sit the fuck down and kill the attitude.”

Chapter 16

Sal

Elise is doing everything she can to push Enzo’s buttons, and I, for one, am loving it. She’s a completely different person than the girl we’ve met every other time we’ve seen her. The confidence isn’t new, but I can’t put my finger on exactly what is. It’s almost like she’s decided she has nothing to lose, so she’s letting her true emotions out instead of being the perfect little fucktoy for Enzo.

Honestly, I think it’ll be good for him. That is, if he can stand it and doesn’t wind up shooting her in the head over a gif. I almost start laughing again at the absurdity of him punishing her for something so stupid. I wish I could see those texts.

But I can’t believe that we have to watch them hook up again. It’s torture. First of all, I’ve seen Enzo’s dick way too much for someone who isn’t sharing his girl with me. Second of all, my desire for Elise has only gotten stronger since the night of her audition, and I don’t need the constant reminders that I can’t have her.

“Sit the fuck down and kill the attitude.” Damnit, he’s going to actually fuck her this time. Which wouldn’t bother me atall if I could join in, but we just have to sit here. How did her punishment become ours? We didn’t break any of his made-up, bullshit rules.

After a brief pause, which I’m sure was meant to annoy him more than anything else, Elise straddles Enzo’s lap and slowly slides down onto his dick. On the one hand, at least I don’t have to make eye contact with it anymore. But on the other, I want it to be me nestled inside her delicious pussy. I know firsthand how phenomenal she feels, and it’s driving me—all of us, actually—insane that we can’t go back for more.

Elise starts to move in a gentle rocking motion, teasing Enzo with the promise of what could be, and I see Joey slip his hand in his pants. I don’t blame him. This little exhibition has me hard enough that they could’ve used my cock in place of one of those fancy marble pillars in Ancient Greece. I turn to look at Frankie and see that he’s gone a step farther than Joey; his dick is on full display as he strokes it in time with Elise’s slow movements, and I know he’s imagining being in Enzo’s place. We all are.

Just as I go to join them, Enzo looks past Elise and realizes what we’re all doing. I expect him to overreact and kick us out so we don’t give even the illusion of enjoying her, but the lust in his eyes betrays him. He likes that we’re participating in a small way. It gives me hope that we’ll be able to talk him into sharing her at some point. Hopefully soon.

He shifts his focus back to Elise and grabs her hips to take control of the situation. As soon as he starts lifting her up and down on his shaft and driving his hips upward to meet her downward motion, Joey groans. Her ass is bouncing in Enzo’s lap, and the slap of their skin connecting makes the whole thing simultaneously better and worse.

Within minutes, we’re performing a synchronized masturbation routine and watching Enzo get what we reallywant. I wish they’d turn sideways so I could see her tits bouncing in his face. Especially when he leans forward to take one of her nipples in his mouth. The moans escaping from her lips grow louder and louder, and there’s nothing fake about them. Try as she might to pretend she doesn’t like her job, she can’t argue with the benefits.

Enzo grunts, pulls her hips down so she can’t lift off of his cock, and grinds into her with a groan while he finishes. To my surprise, she follows his orgasm with one of her own, screaming her release while she scratches at his upper back and grinds her pussy all over the base of his dick. I hear the familiar sounds of Frankie’s harsh breathing, indicating that he’s close. Elise must hear it too, or else she just remembered we’re here. She turns around and licks her lips before turning back to Enzo.

“Do you want your friends to cover me in their cum?” she purrs.

I know Enzo pretty well, and I’ve seen him experience pretty much every emotion known to man. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen him go from a satisfied, post-orgasm haze to pure fury so quickly. Immediately, he lifts her off of him and stands to tower over her.

I’m about to stand up to offer her the physical protection I’m sure she’s about to need, but all he does is fix his pants and storm out of the room. Before he’s too far away, we hear him shout, “If I find out anyone touched her, you’re all dead.”

Elise

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