Page 26 of Soulless Angel

Her head fell back, her body succumbing to me in every way. I watched her gorgeous tits bounce with every pump of my cock. Running a hand up the middle of her body, I ran my thumb along her bottom lip before forcing it into her mouth. She sucked the tip, running her tongue over it. A visual that only made me want her more.

A loud slap drew my gaze to a man bent over a sex chair. The woman with the whip stood behind him, whipping his bare ass. He twitched and jerked with each hit, begging her for more.

A small orgy took place on the stage that overlooked the room. Several men and women crawled all over each other. They took and gave pleasure, not caring who they touched as long as they kept touching.

Everywhere I looked, I found desire in its purest form. This place was like a drug. A high that no narcotic could match.The energy surrounding us drove me to fuck Clover harder. To make her breathless from moaning and begging.

I watched my cock disappear inside her, swallowed up by her perfect pussy. Nothing had ever felt so right. So meant for me. Rubbing her swollen clit, I savored the sound of our bodies smacking together. Clover was going to feel this for days.

“Cash,” she moaned, straining against the leather bonds around her wrists. “Your cock feels so good. I’m going to come.”

My balls tightened as my own pleasure rose to unbearable heights. I didn’t usually blow my load this fast. Something about seeing Clover in this swing with an orgy going on all around us made it hard to hold back.

“That’s right, baby. Come all over cock. Let me feel it.” I clutched her tit through her skimpy dress, pinching the nipple between my fingers.

A few more thrusts and she came with a cry that would live inside my memory forever. Her pussy clenched tight around me, drawing out my orgasm. I managed to hold off until she’d stopped spasming around me before filling her with my cum. I loved seeing it gathered at her opening before it leaked out of her. Knowing it would pool in her tiny panties made me want to fuck her all over again. Too bad we had an actual job to do.

I took a moment to appreciate the way she looked hanging in that swing with my cum dripping from her pussy before getting her down. “How was the swing? It didn’t hurt you, did it?”

Clover began to rub her wrists once they were free. “Not any worse than anything else you guys have done. Hips might be a little sore tomorrow.”

Handing her panties over, I quirked a brow and grinned. “Worth it?”

She smiled, her cheeks pink. “Worth it.”

“Should we grab another drink first or get to work? Maybe a water?” Taking her hand, I turned around to go to the bar.

And ran right into Jet Reinhart. What the fuck was he doing here?

Jet looked Clover up and down, risking all of his parts with that one move. “Nice show you two just put on. Really impressive. A bit short though. What’s the deal, Cash? Is that as long as you can last?”

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I growled, clenching my free hand into a fist.

“What do you think I’m doing here?” he chuckled. He jerked a thumb toward the bar. “Same as you, I’d wager. I’m here with the blonde at the bar. She’s not really my type, but she was my ticket into this place. A little birdy told me I’d find you here, and I need a favor.”

Clover’s expression morphed into one of disgust and uncertainty. Knowing that Jet had watched me fuck her made me want to kill him. At the very least, he should have his eyes plucked out.

“Who told you we’d be here?” Clover asked.

At the same time, I said, “You’ve lost your mind if you think we’re doing you a favor.”

Jet glanced between us, like he wasn’t sure who to answer first. “I have my ways of finding out such things. I need a favor. I need the Angels to help me with a task. You’ll do it or I’ll leak the footage I have of you fucking your girl in that swing all over the internet.”

His smile reeked of pure evil. The guy supposedly ran a cult and was obsessed with his stepsister. Evil probably ran in his blood.

“Footage?” Clover repeated. “What footage?”

Jet touched the upside down cross hanging from a chain around his neck. “This little beauty is a hidden camera. Neat, huh? I caught your entire show.”

The color visibly drained from Clover’s face. She leaned heavily on me, like she may hit the ground if she didn’t.

I reached for the necklace, ready to rip it from his neck. He warded me off with a raised hand, taking a step back.

“Hands off.” Jet slapped at my reaching hand. “The footage is already in the cloud. Taking the camera won’t change anything. Now are you ready to hear about my favor?”

A red haze of anger took over. I had no control over myself when my fist flew. I punched Jet in the face hard enough to throw him on his ass. A surprised murmur went up from those closest.

Security was on us immediately. Moving impressively fast, several bouncers swarmed. They didn’t ask questions or waste any time. Grabbing hold of both Jet and me, they escorted us promptly to the exit. Clover stuck close, hurrying after us.

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