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I watch the reflection in the window as Kerrington hands the butt plug over to Landon. Then Kerrington spreads my ass cheeks and Landon probes my tight ring of muscle while he continues to finger me with his other hand.

“Relax, baby,” Kerrington’s tone is so soft. “Just like last time.”

Last time was Kerrington’s dick in my ass. I still get off remembering how good it felt. I’d never done anal before and they worked me openso well, I could take everything they gave me. Even if it hurt to walk the next day.

I’d love to take more of them this time.

Landon eases the plug inside me, twisting and plunging it in and out a little more each time. “That’s it, you’re doing so good, Duchess.”

His praise makes me melt, and it doesn’t take long for him to work the small object inside me. Once it’s seated, I remain draped across his lap, and wiggle my butt, getting used to it.

“How does it feel, baby?”

I look up at Kerrington and smile. “Nice.”

He clicks a button on the remote and the plug buzzes inside me.

My fucking eyes cross.

“Oh my god,” I whimper, burying my face in the couch cushion.

Landon fingers me a little faster. “Feels even better now, huh?”

“Yes.” My body heats. “Fuck yes.”

“Good.” He works me over, making my body tense and relax, tense and relax.

“Why haven’t you been eating?”

Kerrington’s question throws me off track. “What?”

Smack!

Saliva floods my mouth, and I can’t tell if it’s from pain or pleasure, but my lower half coils with an impending vicious orgasm.

Fuck, what did he ask me? Oh yeah. “I’ve been too busy.”

Smack! Smack!

“Oh my god! I answered your question!”

“I know,” Landon says. “That’s for not taking care of yourself and making sure your needs are met.”

I want to cry. And there’s no way I’ll tell them the real reason I’ve deteriorated. I’m embarrassed that I look so unhealthy lately and don’t have the strength to care about it anymore. My fuckingrootsare showing, for fuck’s sake!

The buzzing in my ass increases.

All my brain cells vacate and the only thing I can do is grind like a mindless animal in heat against Landon's lap. Sweat blooms down my body. I feel lightheaded.

“Eyes on me, Duchess.”

It takes a lot to lock gazes with Kerrington. When I do, I swear he sees through me, and I don’t know what to do about it. But I don’t want this pleasure to end, so I’ll take the questions and answer them.

Anything for this release.

“Why aren’t you taking care of yourself, Duchess?”

My orgasm is so close. Sooo. Fucking. Close. I focus on the pleasure, chasing my release, desperate for it.

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