Page 49 of Tarek

“Aye fire crotch,” Tarek says. How could he be so normal about what is happening? Two women are on the bed looking like they fainted or died.

A giant with red hair, and bulging biceps is standing holding the waist of a petite woman, who is on her tiptoes, bent over touching the floor.

“T, you joining in?” The tone of his voice sounds like he is just standing there having a conversation, not dick deep in someone’s pussy.

“Nah not today, just passing through,” Tarek replies.

Each thrust he makes sends the girl forward.

“Who is the treat behind you?”

Tarek stands and blocks me. “None of your concern at the moment, Cole.”

Cole slams harder into the woman. “Let’s give my best friend and his treat a show, love.”

Without missing a beat, Cole dips down, lifts the woman up by her knees and spreads her legs wide open facing us.

“Treat, this could be you if you left Tarek’s side,” Cole says.

“I didn’t realize you were becoming suicidal, Cole. You have a death wish,” Tarek replies.

My jaw is literally on the floor. I can see the woman’s whole vagina. I swallow as I watch Cole jackhammer into this woman. It’s crass but I can’t look away.

She is in full abandon at she wraps her hand around his neck and begins to scream, “I can’t hold it anymore, sir.”

My heart rate is increasing, and my breathing becomes raspy. My fingers are still clutching to Tarek’s sleeve.

“Come on my dick then. Squirt it out, and let my friend and his treat see what they are missing.”

The woman begins to undulate. Her stomach muscles concaves, and her legs ripple from Cole’s thrusts. “Oh, I’m coming. Oh god, ohhhhh.”

A liquid sprays out of her as she rapidly rubs her clit with one hand.

“Wow,” was all I could say. The woman’s body becomes limp, and Cole casually throws her on the bed with the others.

“Enough of this. I will see you later, fire crotch.”

“Leave the treat behind. I need another,” Cole says as Tarek begins to walk away. My legs are rooted in place.

“Fuck, no,” Tarek retorts.

Tarek grips my arm and jerks me sideways. My feet stumble, and I’m trying to keep up as he pulls me down the corridor.

I see more closed doors, but my mind still wanders back to the woman in the room in the arms of Tarek’s friend.

When I think about it, I don’t think I ever had a full orgasm in the hands of a man. It has always been me giving blow jobs, or me making them come. I bring myself to an orgasm. For the first time ever, I feel like I am missing out.

“Are you listening?” Tarek asks as he closed the elevator gate behind us. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even realize we made it back in here.

“Sorry, what were you saying?” I clear my throat and send my gaze up to Tarek’s. His eyes peers down at me.

“What, do you find Cole distractively attractive?” His brows knitted, and his eyes narrowed.

I scratch behind my ear, with my thought still rotating in my mind. “What? Who is Cole again?”

Tarek’s eyebrows scrunch as the elevator comes to a stop. “What the hell were you thinking about?”

“Don’t tell him Pen because he will use this against you,” my mind states. The elevator gate opens and Tarek wastes no time, his hands wrap around mine, pulling me out and backing me into the corner. His fingertips tilt my chin, forcing my gaze to meet his. Eyes locked on mine; he looks right through me straight into my soul.

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