Page 5 of The Devil in Disguise

Liv’s fingers are no longer beneath my skirt because they’re currently in his hand. He pulls them up to his face, sticks out his tongue and licks them, his eyes never leaving mine. Behind me, Liv moans and grinds her pussy into my ass. He’s sucking her finger clean while his green eyes bore into me and Liv grinds into me from behind.

Well fuck, this is kinda’ hot.

“Mmm. You taste as good as you look, sexy girl.” His voice is not as deep or rough as I’d like, but no one’s perfect, right?

“Let me try,” Liv says before pouncing on him. She pushes herlips eagerly against his.

Both of their hands are roaming over every inch of me, touching and teasing, as we all grind together, their lips locked together over my shoulder. Breaking apart, Liv sucks in a deep breath before moving her mouth back to mine. Her tongue sweeps through my mouth with such need and desire that I might lose myself completely. But then I’m pulled away from her as one mouth is replaced by another. His tongue is bigger, stronger, and attacks my mouth fiercely.

“That’s it, babe. Take both of us like a good girl,” Liv whispers in my ear as her hand returns beneath my skirt.

I shriek as she shoves a finger inside me and begins pumping in and out, but the noise is swallowed up by the man in front of me. We’re a grinding mess of fingers and tongues and fluids and I know I should care that we’re in the middle of a crowded club but I don’t. I totally give in and let myself enjoy this pleasure. Sober me will worry about the consequences tomorrow.

Mr. Stranger has both of his hands on my hips, guiding me as I grind against Liv’s hand. My eyes close and my head falls back against Liv’s shoulder. Heat starts to build in my core and it feels so good.

“Is she wet?” he asks Liv, an almost desperate plea in his voice.

“Why don’t you join me in here and find out for yourself?”

I suddenly tense at her words. Sure, I’ve had more than one finger inside me before but never two different people’s fingers. Double penetration in public might be a little too much, even in my fucked up state. But before I have time to think about it too much, Liv’s mouth returns to my neck, kissing me in the exact spot that she knows turns me into Jello.

“Relax babe,” she coos in between kisses on my neck, “let us make you feel good.”

I can’t help but give in as the man in front of me releases one of his hands from my hip and slowly trails it down my body.He quickly slips it beneath the hem of my skirt and slides one digit under my thong. He circles my clit roughly, the sensation making my hips buck. Between Liv’s finger inside me, his on my clit, both of their other hands roaming my body, it’s almost too much. Yet, it’s also not enough.

“Please,” I groan as I desperately grind into their hands, trying to chase my imminent release.

“Such a needy slut,” he growls before roughly shoving his finger inside me alongside the one already pumping me towards climax.

“Holy shit!” I nearly scream as they both continue to pump their fingers in and out of me in an alternating rhythm, not giving my most sensitive nerves a second between pleasured strokes.

My eyes shoot open and when they do, I watch as Liv and Mr. Stranger make out again over my shoulder. Their tongues seem to be twisting against each other in the same rhythm that their fingers are pumping into me. Every sensation is heightened by the ecstasy and the fact that we’re doing this in public and I know I can’t last much longer.

“Please,” I moan as I furiously grind against them. My climax is just within reach and I’m about to topple over the edge.

“Come for us babe,” Liv whispers in my ear before her tongue traces a path along the outer shell of my ear. Mr. Stranger’s mouth sucks roughly against the exposed column of my neck. Both their fingers pump in and out of me at an almost painful, yet entirely pleasurable pace.

The boiling pleasure crescendos and I come harder than I ever have. My whole body goes rigid as wave upon wave of pleasure shoots through me. I grab onto Mr. Stranger’s arm to hold myself up as I crash into bliss.

I come back down slowly, their fingers continuing to move to coax every last wave of pleasure out of me. Slowly, still holdingon to the man—whose name I don’t even know—for support, I open my eyes. My lids are heavy as my body still reels from my release, but when I finally look up I lock eyes with someone across the room.

The Devil is watching me.

FIVE

GARETT

Iwatch as her face contorts into pure ecstasy. Her climax clearly hitting its peak. She’s absolutely breathtaking. Her raven locks fall down her back in a shimmering waterfall. Her makeup is soft and shimmery, highlighting the natural contours of her face. Her white little outfit manages to be both sexy and innocent looking. She’s flushed and her mouth is slightly agape as she moans through the orgasm. She’s stunning.

But I know it’s all a lie. She’s not a sweet and innocent little angel. No, she’s a fucking slut who just let some random man finger her while her best friend helped. I knew my girl was open with her sexuality, but letting two different people finger fuck her in a crowded bar is bold, even for her. She needs to learn that she belongs to me. Her pleasure, her pain, her tears, her blood are all fucking mine. And tonight I intend to show her just how possessive I can be when it comes to things that are mine.

In all honesty, that little show they just put on was fucking hot. Watching her writhe and squirm while pleasure coursed through her made my cock stiffen in my pants. If I wasn’t so fucking angry at her for letting another man touch her, I’d be really turned on. And of course, he’s not just any other man and that really fucking boils my blood. But now’s not the time or place. He will get what’s coming to him when it’s the right time. For now, my focus is on ruining my sweet little angel.

“Fuck, man,” Luke whispers towards me. “That’s who we’re here for?” He inclines his head towards the spectacle in front of us.

“Yeah.” My jaw is so tight it feels like it might snap. “The angel is mine. I’d tell you to take the one dressed as a devil, but it looks like she might have found something else to entertain her tonight already.” I share a knowing look with my best friend. We agreed on this plan. Now we each have to play our parts.

“Oh, I definitely don’t mind sharing.” I see him wink through the darkened eye hole of the mask he’s wearing. “This is gonna’ be fun.”

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