Page 9 of Roulette: The Madam

His strokes grew in speed and intensity. Each felt better than the last. Chino’s dick was unbelievably good. It had my words jumbled and my speech delayed. I didn’t know what to say or how to feel so I remained silent.

I grabbed his face, pressing his lips into my neck. He bit down, again, promising to bring me to my peak with Kiara’s assistance. I was near.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he apologized against my skin. “I love you… so much. I’m sorry.”

His confession bruised my heart. The sinking feeling prolonged my climax.

“Shut up,” I begged. “Shut u– uhhh.”

Kiara showed little mercy on my clit. Paired with Chino’s stroke and obedience, I was undone. I crouched, trying to free my private parts from their possession. My attempt was useless. She sucked me further into her mouth. Chino’s thighs crashed into me over and over.

Whap.

Whap.

Whap.

Shiiiiiiit–

He was fucking me as if his entire life was dependent upon my satisfaction.

It does,partially.

So did Kiara’s, but she’d proven worthy of life on earth and my roster. My 9mm bullets wouldn’t meet the bone of her skull or the matter of her brain.

She’s valuable. And has been in the wrong position since she began.

“Mmmmm. Fuc–”

She belonged in the front of the house, not the back. With a mouth as lethal as hers, Chino had better hope I didn’t confiscate her for my new lineup before leaving his residence.

Because, frankly, there would be one. He’d broken the rules. There had to be consequences. Therewouldbe consequences.

And, by the time I was finished with him, he’d better hope he could stop his heart from bleeding. Because I wouldn’t. Not even Google would be able to properly diagnose him for his condition.

“Jus– like– that,” I whimpered.

Chino was no fool. He understood very clearly that there were a few people you didn’t cross in this world.A Childers was one. Your karma would be coated in lead or so unbearable you wished it was.

Whap.

Whap.

Whap.

I couldn’t bear the sound of our unification. It was loud and bold. It was obnoxious. It was wet. It was slimy. It was evidence that Chino had been missed. It was evidence that the person he was fucking in my absence was a beast. It was arrogant, demanding of me what I had come to give.

“Uhhhhhh– fuckkkk– I’m cumming,” I groaned, feeling the currency travel through my entire body at once. Everything grew sensitive. Everything grew still.

As my eyelids collided with each other, I released. Suddenly, I grew limp. Soft. Vulnerable. Chino followed. He grew rigid and then softened behind me. His chest rested on my back. His lips were against my ear as Kiara feasted on my remnants, causing my body to convulse.

“Stay,” he begged.

I could feel his heartbeat against my back. He took shallow, nervous breaths as he waited for my response. There wouldn’t be one. I untangled my limbs with theirs and climbed down from the bed.

My feet touched the floor, regenerating my power. Vulnerability escaped me. Disappointment rescued me. My nose pierced the air as pride swelled my chest.

Don’t ever be anybody’s fool, Roulette. Not even mine.

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