Page 172 of Please Save Me

My shadow danced across her as I undid my belt.

“Is this what your mentor’s beenteachin’ you?” Cameron asked somewhat defensively.

After everything that happened last year, he was just as protective over me as he was Mason.

“Not at all… but, I know thatstimulationis great for pain suppression, and I want to make sure my beautiful girl is as comfortable as possible.” I popped my jeans open before letting them pool around my ankles.

Mason’s mismatched eyes widened as they flickered to my cock. I reached forward, smoothing the frizz of her midnight colored hair. “What’s wrong princess? You’ve had me at least a hundred times.”

Her tongue swiped across her lips as her chest lowered with a breath. Her eyes danced toward the nearby metal tray. I reached over, grabbing the individually packaged eighteen gauge needle.

Flipping it over, I showed her the back.

“As you can see, this is completely sterile, unused, and it’s still in date,” I explained, peeling the paper backing off as I spoke.

The air shifted as Cameron walked around, placing his hands on my bare hips. I stiffened, shooting him a glance over my shoulder.

“What?” he drawled, pressing himself against me. The heat of his body infested mine, causing my breathing to stutter. “I just wanna see what you do.”

A dizzy tingle crept over me as I nodded. My stomach always fluttered when Cameron was near, that was just the effect he had on me… but, as my dick stood at attention like a soldier, I knew he was thinking what I was.

I swallowed hard, as I pressed the needle against Mason’s ear. “Take a deep breath for me.”

“Hold on a minute,” Cameron whispered.

He reached around me, pushing Mason’s dress up just enough to expose the lilac lace of her panties. Her eyes pinned on his as Cameron looped a finger around the gusset.

“Sweetpea, you’re gonna get dehydrated if you keep getting this wet for us,” he taunted before snapping the material with one quick yank.

Mason shivered as the cool air hit her. “I-I can’t help it.”

“Oh, I know you can’t,” he said as his hand slid to my dick. “Because you’re our good little girl, and you’re gonna to take him, and I’m gonna watch.”

I smirked as goose bumps ran down my spine. Cameron’s hand tightened around my shaft, the balls on my piercings rolling as he stroked from base to tip.

“You’re distracting me,” I whispered, shooting him a glare.

“Good,” he murmured against my neck as he pressed against me harder.

His cock twitched against my ass, and I forced in an unsteady breath before turning back to Mason.

“Take a deep breath, Princess,” I ordered.

She obeyed, her chest rising as she inhaled.

“Now, breathe out.”

Once again, she listened, and I pushed the needle through her lobe with one fluid motion. Her breath hitched, but my brave girl didn’t even flinch when I slid the jewelry in.

“That’s my good girl,” I leaned back just enough to admire my work.

Cameron’s hand lingered on my hip as I moved to grab the second needle. When I leaned over just slightly, his palm slid to cup my ass. Just as I went to ask what he was doing, Cameron rocked his hips against mine, causing me to tip forward just enough for my tip to brush Mason’s entrance.

I sunk my teeth into my lip as I fought against a moan. She was so fucking warm.

“You said she was a good girl. Reward her,” Cameron ordered.

“She still has another piercing to get through,” I reminded him.

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