Page 21 of The Traitor

Pushing her pants down and pulling her t-shirt off, Josie shivered at the sight before her, of muscled golden flesh writhing against each other. Inch by inch, she allowed her legs to part, sliding her fingers over her sex, both for her pleasure and with a definite tinge of exhibitionism.

Her fingertips delved in her flooded sex and she used her fluids to circle her clit. The moan that came from her lips caught Gage’s attention and distracted him enough that he abandoned Knox for a minute.

Light sweat beaded his forehead and a grin parted his beard as Gage shook his head. “You’re a sight I’ll never tire of seeing. Or jerking off too. I think I need help, darling. Crawl up to me.”

Licking her lips, Josie did as he asked. Gage had taken Knox in his mouth again, and she aimed for Gage’s cock. Blow jobs weren’t something she’d done often with her husband, but she was eager to test her talents. Distracted, Gage didn’t see her until she crawled in front him and closed her fist around his dick before licking his tip.

The fighter’s body shivered and he straightened again. “When I asked for help, I meant Knox, baby. Not that I’m complaining.”

Knox rumbled with laughter. Shyness started to creep up again, but a warm hand caressed her buttocks. The man lying on the sofa had complete access to her body as she was on all-fours, her bottom slightly turned toward Knox.

Any hesitation she might have left fled when his fingers ventured downward and dipped into her quivering core.

The moan that came from her throat reverberated around Gage’s cock, which in turn caused him to increase the intensity as he sucked his friend.

Behind her, Josie heard Knox gasp before chuckling. “I think I found a way to control you after all, my friend, and in a most fascinating way.”

His fingers dipped again, and this time, he crooked them and pressed down. The insistent rubbing made Josie buck against his hand, and she cried out. As she opened her mouth, Gage’s cock slipped deeper inside her mouth, and consequently, his hips started to move.

Josie sucked him softly, swirling her tongue over his head, following each vein up and down. It only took a few minutes for the three of them, trapped in their circle of pleasure, to reach a state of delirium. Josie was torn between the pleasure she was giving to Gage and how close she was to her own orgasm, thanks to Knox’s stimulation.

“Shit!” Gage shivered hard as he abandoned Knox and whipped himself upright, crying out as he came inside Josie’s mouth. Both his hands cupping her head, Gage cursed several times as he spurted his pleasure until his muscled body finally relaxed once more. His hands softened, caressing her hair as if in reward.

Gage softened in her mouth, and Josie finally let him slip out, before looking up at him. Knox’s hand was relentless though, and she pushed against him even though he was keeping her on the edge.

Gage smiled down at her. “You make me lose control, Josie. But rest assured we aren’t done with you.”

She wet her lips, and was about to turn toward Knox, when he removed his hand. “Come here, Josie.”

When she turned to Knox, he offered her his hand, still damp from touching her. Unable to resist, she crawled to him, but if she’d thought to straddle him and impale herself on his erection, Knox had other ideas.

Relentlessly, he pulled her up until her thighs were on either side of his head. Realizing what he wanted to do, Josie tried to pull back, but Knox’s muscled arms were stronger, and he plastered her sex against his awaiting mouth.

In a haze of pleasure, she noticed Gage moving closer to take Knox in his mouth again. There was no finesse now, no teasing. The three of them were in a race, using all their skills and intensity until they reached what they desired most.

Knox’s tongue laved her, making her squirm until his lips latched onto her clit. He sucked and moaned, the vibrations shattering the last remnants of her control, engulfing her in a powerful orgasm.

Knox soon followed; his roar muffled by her flesh. Despite his own rapture, Knox pushed her sensitized sex into a second orgasm that was a mix of pleasure laced with pain. It felt like an act of submission on her part as he took control of her body.

The room swaying around her, Gage helped her slide to the floor. Without a word, the men followed her, Gage cuddling her from the front, and Knox, cradling her body from behind, murmuring sweet nonsense in her ear as her body relaxed and they were lulled into sleep in front of the fire.

Chapter 11

Knox cursedas he worked under the bloody truck. The part he’d ordered for Mr.Holmes truck had arrived that morning but trying to remove the old one from the heap of rust was a challenge. Even more so as images of the weekend continuously popped in his mind, distracting him from the task at hand.

He should have a smile on his face, but instead, all he felt was frustration which made him hit the rusted rod even harder, causing his arm to sing with pain.

Throwing his wrench on the ground with way more force than was necessary, he climbed up from the pit. He needed to calm down. The work didn’t require brute strength or impatience and he knew it. Wiping his hands on his pants, he went to his office and closed the door, shutting out the noises from the work being done throughout the shop, and making sure nobody would bother him until he could let off the steam that was bothering him.

Unfortunately, once he was seated behind his desk, he felt even more restless.

Pulling out the file Josie had prepared for him with all the invoices properly stacked and the payment amounts on a separate spreadsheet, he started to go through them. Josie had embraced the technology and Knox knew he didn’t have to enter anything, everything was perfect in the system. Everything was so fucking perfect. So why did he want to shred every piece of paper in front of him?

His business was successful, he had a nice house, all the peace and quiet he longed for, and was enjoying mind-blowing fucks. What was wrong with him?

It was as if his skin was too tight and he couldn’t find any peace. And that was because of Josie. After the weekend, he should have felt some sort of satisfaction and detachment as he always did. Instead, he envisioned every wall as a punching bag. It was the obvious consequence of being celibate for way too long. All that pent-up lust had become a problem, and now it was messing with his mind. Straddling the edge of his self-control hadn’t occurred in a long time, and never resulted in anything good when it did happen.

He rolled his shoulders in an effort to ease the tension. It was the first time since he’d moved to Landston he wished he could let loose, wander the streets in search of a fight, and let his fists do the talking until the simmering emotions inside him were back under control.

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