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“You want to be fucked, Jaci.” He shifted and moved his hand to the front of his pants, unbuttoning and then lowering his zipper. “I’ll fuck you.”

His cock sprang free of its confines and bobbed between us. A drop of pre-cum dripped from the tip, making me lick my lips. I wanted a taste of his delicious essence. I’d craved it last night, and I craved it now.

“Eyes up here. You wanted me to fuck you, and that’s what we’re going to do. You can suck my cock at another time.”

He reached under my dress and ripped my underwear and in the next second, he thrust balls-deep.

I cried out from the pleasure-pain of his girth pushing through my swollen, slick cleft. I arched up and gripped Veer’s forearms.

“Yes,” I cried out. “Hard. Please give it to me hard.”

He pounded my throbbing pussy, setting a pace that only allowed me to hold on. The teeth of his zipper pressed into my butt cheeks with each stroke. I couldn’t help but enjoy the harsh feel of the metal against my tender skin.

I wanted him to imprint himself into me, to make everything disappear but us.

He gripped my hip as the finger of his other hand came around my throat in a firm but gentle hold. He gave a slight squeeze, and my core spasmed around his pummeling cock. He repeated the action, and my mind clouded. This man owned me in a way no one else ever would. My need grew to a point I couldn’t hold out any longer. My core trembled, clutching desperately around his thick cock.

“Veeeer,” I stuttered. “I need…”

“Come now,” he ordered.

My body responded, contracting and pulsing, shaking violently. Veer released a guttural groan as his cock began to swell. He was tight and full, on the verge of his own orgasm. His neck arched and his jaw clenched. He threw his head back and came with a loud cry.

Veer dropped his head to my chest, both of us breathing in short pants. I kept my legs wrapped around his waist and sighed.

The door to the house opened, making us stiffen.

“Jaci, where the fuck are you? Sam told me to…” Devin walked in with Ashur and came to an abrupt stop. “Oh, for the love of God. Man, that’s my baby sister.” Devin covered his eyes.

“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it?” Ashur said.

Chapter Seven

An hourafter Devin and Ashur caught Veer and me at the tail end of our mutual climaxes, I leaned against the back wall of the estate’s giant family room.

Devin scowled as he glanced my way, and I smirked in response, lifting my cocktail glass in his direction.

“What are you smiling at?” Veer asked me as he came to stand next to me.

“My brother and the horror he keeps reliving every time he looks at either of us.”

“As Ashur said, payback’s a bitch. I’ve lost count of the number of times one of us has disturbed or walked in on his sexual antics with Samina. After over ten years of their shit, Devin deserved what he got.”

I shook my head and offered Veer a taste of my drink. “True, but it’s still weird to have my big brother find me orgasming while one of his closest friends was fucking my brains out.”

“He’ll get over it.” Veer set a hand on my waist and took a sip of the drink, wincing at the potent taste of the concoction Tyler had created for me. “Damn, that’s strong. It’s almost as bad as your drinks. Except Tyler’s have something other than alcohol in them.”

“Very funny, smartass.” I smiled up at him.

Veer’s phone beeped, causing him to pull it out of his pocket. When he scanned the incoming message, he frowned and released a groan.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing really, just Abigail reminding me I have to review the changes to the state budget I’m going to propose on Monday.”

I smirked. “You know the state Senate and House are going to hand you your ass for the comments you made about our president’s budget?”

“I’ve already accounted for the possibility.”

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