Page 24 of Pink Poison

Tension circles the table, so damn thick that I could choke. My dick thickens, pressing firmly against my jeans. It doesn’t take a genius to know that she can feel it through her poor excuse of a dress as she gyrates her hips.Fuck. Me.I grip her toned thighs and dig my fingers into her soft skin, forcing her still. “Don’t tease me, little nightmare,” I warn.

Her bratty laugh stretches the tension further, forcing it down my throat. I can taste everything she has to offer and everything she doesn’t.Heaven. Sin. Hell. Temptation. Redemption.She’s sugary sweet, masking the fact that she is nothing but poison wrapped in a pretty little package.

“Or what,Mack?” She rotates her hips again, purposely grinding over my dick.

I wrap an arm around her breasts, pulling her flush to my chest. Teasingly, I drag my nose through her hair until I reach her diamond pierced ear. “Or I’m going to play with your slutty pussy before I handle business,” I whisper.

She shudders, as if the idea ofmetouchingheris repulsive. “You wouldn’t.”

Oh, sweet Stephanie.How little she knows of me to not understand that I am a man of my word. With a cruel grin, I taunt, “Open your legs and find out,Stevie.”

Her legs spread easily, far more willing than I expected. Although, I shouldn’t be surprised that she’s all in on this game with me. We both want to prove the other wrong. That, and I selfishly want to humiliate her. I want her tears, the same ones she cried when I caught her at Mo’s. It wasn’t a lie when I told her she looked her prettiest when she cried. It was a fact—a fact that I want to remind her of.

With my free hand, I slide my fingers between her legs and trace her slit through the thin cloth barrier that is currently keeping me from her pussy. “I don’t want to hear a damn sound out of your mouth. If you so much asbreathetoo loud, I will gag you with my cock,” I warn.

My cock aches, punishingly so, as she shifts her weight—almost as if she’s teasing me. If I didn’t know that she hates my guts, I’d say shewantsme to touch her. Testing the waters, I pull her panties to the side and slip a calloused finger between her sticky, wet slit.

Oh, holy shit.

She’s getting off on this.

Part of me knows that I should stop while I’m ahead—before I cross a line that can’t be uncrossed. But, fuck. I didn’t expect to feel her pussy dripping wet for me. Now, I don’t think I could stop, even if I wanted to.

“Pathetic,” I scoff, gently teasing her clit. “Youwouldget off on your stepbrother calling you a slut and letting him play with your needy cunt.”

A symphony of masculine groans rumble around the booth. Each of my brothers stare at the woman in my lap with hearts practically jumping from their eyes, like she’s their favorite entertainment.Dickheads. I chance a look at Hill, who casually rubs his hand over his slacks—not giving a single fuck that he’s surrounded by men who could break him in half.

She rocks herself back and forth, grinding her mound against my open palm—taking what she wants from me and not the other way around. And fuck, if it’s not the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

“Fuck,” Graves groans. “You’ve got her cheeks turning pink, brother.”

His words spur something in me, almost like he’s talking to the devil on my shoulder who wants to confess every sin I’ve committed while thinking of this woman.

I push two fingers into her tight wet cunt, letting her walls pulse around them.Oh, fuck.My dick swells, far beyond the threshold of comfort. “How about now, brother?” I ask.

Stone throws his head against the booth while palming his groin. “Her pretty pink doll lips are open, man.”

“And yet, not a sound came out.” I chuckle. “Such a good slut, taking your brother’s fingers and staying quiet.” Her hips buck at my degrading praise, as if they are her undoing. My fingers glide from her slick entrance with each thrust until she’s successfully fucking herself for the table to see. It’s hot, so fucking hot that I can’t resist grinding my painfully hard, weeping cock into her ass. “That’s it, slut,” I rasp. “Ride your brother’s fingers. Let them see who this pussy belongs to.”

Tossing her head onto my shoulder, I watch her pouty lips move while she mouths a desperate, silent plea.

Please. Please. Please.

Goddamn.She has no idea how much I want to give in and let her moan for me—how badly I want to hear my name from her sassy fucking mouth.

“Truly an exquisite sight,” Hill comments, nearly breaking the spell I’ve fallen under. “Tell me, how hot is her cunt?”

“So fucking hot.” I pump my wrist, fucking her back as hard as she was fucking me. “The perfect stress relief.”

“Yes. Yes, this is.” He leers at Stephanie’s supple breasts as they bounce with each thrust.

Her walls tighten around my fingers as the conversation comes to a standstill with everyone’s eyes on her. The bar’s chatter tapers, leaving me no choice but to listen to the sound of my fingers plunging through her arousal. Adrenaline takes over, knowing that if I can hear her pleasure, then my brothers can, too.

They can hear how desperate her cunt is.

They can see how aroused she is.

For me.

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