Page 15 of Unlocked

He snatches my hand and squeezes it. “Aren’t you though? That’s why you lied about your credentials. Not even your pathetic hacking skills could hide that, could they?”

I’m too stunned to speak. This is the first time he’s voiced anything out loud. Everything up until now has just been an unspoken accusation.

“What is so captivating about you that my dearest brother cannot seem to stay away?” He places his hand against his chin and thumbs his bottom lip like he’s deep in thought. A smirk forms on his lip. “Maybe it is time for you to come clean,” he continues.

My eyes go wide.

“Or does the rest of Bolt Corporation already know? Maybe you get on your knees for all of them, hmm.”

“Fuck you,” I seethe out, finally finding some semblance of words.

“I could be persuaded…to keep my mouth shut a bit longer.”

My jaw drops. Is he fucking serious right now? Does he think I just blow everyone? I fucking earned my place here. I’ve done everything that has been asked of me and more.

“You have no issue fulfilling my brother’s needs. What exactly is your issue now, Kitten? What do you do to him? You have him wrapped around your little finger. Do you think you guys are going to run away together one day? Maybe get married? Have a family? I’m his family.” His last words come out a bit unhinged.

There it is. I see it now. The slight flash of jealousy in Jamison’s eyes. Is he jealous that I’m taking his brother from him? Would he really say something now after all these years? It doesn’t matter. I can’t take that chance.

“Okay,” I say.

“Okay?” He repeats like it’s a question. He didn’t think I would go through with this.

I drop to my knees in front of him. “Let me persuade you,” I say before reaching for his buckle. He doesn’t move a muscle, but I see the heat blaze in his eyes. I can tell he wants me. For revenge or pleasure, I’m not even sure. As I look up at him, I feel myself getting wet. He pushes a lock of hair out of my face gently. It’s so unlike him I’m almost confused for a second.

“Such a good little slut, aren’t you? On your knees just for me.”

‘This is so wrong,’ I think as I nod up at him and unbuckle his pants. Why am I enjoying this? His zipper comes down and I reach in releasing his very large and very thick cock. The light from the window glints off the metal piercing crossed through the tip. ‘Oh fuck,’ I think as I grip him and feel the set of piercings lining down the bottom of his entire shaft. To top it off, his dick is completely covered in an intricate tattoo design. I lean forward and lick the tip, tasting the drop of precum before wrapping my lips around his head and sucking. He groans and I swear the sound makes me whimper. Suddenly, he grips me by the hair and pulls me back off his cock.

“Tell me you are only on your knees for us.”

I look at him confused.

“Tell me, Kitten. Say you’re our little slut. Just for Jonathan and I.”

Fuck, why does that sound so hot? I shouldn’t be doing this. I certainly shouldn’t be enjoying this. I nod yes.

“Say it. Use your words.”

“Ye…yes. I’m only yours. Yours and Jonathan’s.”

He looks at me with such adoration I swear my knees would be weak if I wasn’t already on them.

“Good girl. Now prove it,” he says as he guides my mouth back onto his dick. And I want to. I want to prove it so bad rightnow. I slide my mouth all the way down, hollowing my cheeks and let it hit the back of my throat before pulling back and using my hand to twist around his shaft.

“Fuck, fuck," he groans as he pushes my head up and down, guiding my movements.

Jamison, unhinged and raw like this is incredible. I’m so wet, I’m practically dripping. I squirm as he uses my mouth like I’m his favorite toy.

“Touch yourself, Kitten. I want you to come on your fingers while I come down this pretty little throat.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I’m so worked up, I’m sure it won’t take long before I burst. I keep a firm grip on his cock with one hand while I slide two of my fingers down between my legs and rub my clit. I can’t help the moan that escapes my mouth.

“You like that? You like me fucking your little slut mouth while you touch your wet pussy?” Jamison groans out, while he proceeds to fuck my face. He grabs the bottom of my throat and my hair, completely taking control while he thrust in and out furiously. I ride my two fingers while rubbing my clit with my other hand all while he plunges in and out. Tears track down my face but I don’t even care in this moment. I can feel the coil in my belly beginning to unravel as his thrusts become erratic.

“You’re such a good little slut. Be a good girl and come with me," he grits out.

I’m not sure if it's his degradation, praise or the combination of both, but whatever it is, it sends me over the edge. I come with a cry around his cock, barely able to keep myself upright. He plunges one last time as I moan, shooting his cum straight down my throat. I swallow as he pulls out and tucks himself back into his pants. He squats down in front of me as I sit back on my heels, completely out of sorts. The look on his face is hard to decipher.

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