Page 32 of Courting the Consequences

Kara’s head was tossed back on Devil’s shoulder. Her blue eyes were closed tight. Her mouth parted as she panted. Johnny didn’t hear Rockstar until he got up to them, but he was whispering a litany of dirty things to her. “Fucking beautiful slut. Our little whore. Can’t get enough of it, can you baby? Don’t care that anyone could be watching you, Devil fucking you with his fingers.”

Kara panted and gasped when Johnny gripped her jaw and turned her toward him. Her eyes snapped open and flew to his.

Kevin kept talking. “Tell me little slut, has Devil found the plug in your ass yet?”

Devil looked to Kevin with a wild grin and then must have slid his fingers further back because he groaned deeply. “Fucking hell, you dirty girl.” He growled into her ear and ground his cock against her ass.

She whimpered, but Johnny held her jaw, preventing her from moving. “You like that, Princess?” Johnny asked. “You want the three of us to fuck this sexy body in all of your holes? Make you scream?”

Her mouth dropped open and he squeezed her jaw tighter. A moan escaped her as he shoved two fingers from his other hand between her open lips. She immediately sucked and closed her eyes.

“Uh-uh, Princess,” he tsked. He pressed down on her tongue with his fingers and forced her mouth open wider. “You look at me when you suck me.”

Her eyes popped open. Her pupils were blown wide. Something he’d noted it at dinner. His little slut was submissive. He would need to be careful with her. They would need to speak about limits immediately.

He let up on her tongue and she immediately closed her mouth around his fingers again and started sucking hard, her eyes on his.

“Come for me, baby girl,” Devil commanded in her ear.

Kevin pinched her nipples tightly.

She groaned and shuddered immediately. Her body arched and her eyes started to droop before she quickly snapped them open and kept them on Johnny’s. Pride filled him. She had remembered his orders in the middle of an orgasm. She would be worth training if that was something they wanted to explore further.

“Good girl,” Johnny praised. “Such a good girl for us. Coming on command, remembering to look at me while you suck me. Good girl.”

“Why don’t we take this party somewhere more comfortable?” Kevin suggested.

Johnny nodded. “My room is the biggest.” He pulled his fingers out of Kara’s mouth and quickly kissed her. Her hand came up and slid through the scruff on his jaw. She held him to her for a moment as Devil buttoned up her pants.

Johnny broke the kiss before it could turn heated. They needed to move. He needed to be inside hernow.He pried her out of Derrick’s and Kevin’s arms and picked her up. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist, and he groaned as her crotch hit his. “FuckingChrist,” he cursed and took off for the back of the barroom.

He headed down the long hallway just past church that led to the dorms. There was a staircase halfway down, and Johnny climbed the stairs as quickly as he could with Kara in his arms. She latched onto his neck and ground her hips against his.

He laid a heavy smack to her ass when he reached the midpoint landing and turned to continue up to the second floor. “Stop that,” he growled.

Her laugh was low and melodic in his ear.

He was a goner. Such a fucking goner.

He went left at the top of the stairs and headed down the long hall to the last door. His suite at the clubhouse as vice president was on the opposite end of the hall from his father’s and about as far away from the main barroom of the clubhouse as you could get. It ensured quiet, and tonight he would want the privacy.

He pushed open the door. His suite was really just an extra-large bedroom that was split into two areas that he had separated by dressers. One side he had set up as a living room, with a couple couches and a La-Z-Boy recliner that were centered around a large TV. On the other side he had a king-size bed and a couple nightstands. The bed faced another large TV. He had his own bathroom, and on the wall behind his living room he set up a countertop with cabinets. He had a microwave and minifridge and even a coffee pot for days he didn’t want to head down to the main room too early.

It wasn’t much, but it was more than most of the dorm rooms offered in the clubhouse.

Johnny carried Kara straight to the bed. Thankfully the courtesans had changed the sheets recently. He set Kara down on the edge of the bed and stepped back. They would discuss limits first, even if it killed him.

She frowned when he stepped back and Kevin and Derrick stepped in next to him. They seemed to be on the same page here. “Why are you guys just standing there?” she asked, looking up at the three of them.

“Before we do anything further, we need to discuss limits,” Johnny said.

She frowned, eyes widening.

“Today might have gone a little further than any of us intended, and we need to make sure we haven’t crossed any lines,” Johnny continued.

Her lips parted, forming a perfect O before she smiled and slowly got to her feet. “Because fingering me in front of your entire clubhouse, your brothers, might have crossed a line?” she asked, stepping toward them.

“Shit,” Derrick groaned.

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