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“I hear a lot of promises!” Rachelle squeaks breathlessly.
Oh, that’s cute. I can’t wait to make her scream for me.
CHAPTER 16
LILIANA
Rachelle is on the bed, her hair spread out beautifully, and I can hear Ignacio walking in the hallway. Grinning down at her, my hand moves to cup her face.
“Same rules?” I ask her, not forgetting her previous limits.
“Yes,” she whispers before I kiss her. Her fingers lose themselves in my hair as she kisses me back, and my hand ghosts down her body.
So much lost time. She’s here, and she’s ours. The rest of the world can burn for all I care.
“Starting without me?” Nacio asks as he gets onto the bed. We’re in the main room and not the safe room. If she stays with me tonight, we’ll stay in there, but I’m not ready to show her just how much her absence scarred me yet.
“You’re slow,” I tease him, turning to stick my tongue out at him.
“Rude,” he grunts, lifting my body and tossing me away. Thankfully, the bed is gigantic, so I don’t go far as I laugh. “Mine.”
Nacio covers Rachelle’s body with a smirk before kissing her silly. Her fingers twist the fabric of his shirt, her body writhing underneath him.
“Is this okay?” he asks, wincing as he lifts himself slightly so he’s not crushing her.
“I won’t break,” she says. “This is perfect.”
“I would be very happy just to make out with you forever,” he says honestly, kissing her again.
While I should be as well, I miss my girl. Pushing Ignacio off her, I grin as I pull her on top of my body.
“I’m a little more greedy,” I murmur as I gaze up at her. Rachelle grins and pulls her sweatshirt off, baring her gorgeous tits. Lifting myself up, I wrap my arms around her as I suck on her nipple.
The sounds of her gasps flood my pussy, and my hand moves underneath the waistband of her pants to squeeze her ass. Ignacio watches greedily but doesn’t move any closer.
“Do you want Nacio to see your pretty, wet cunt?” I ask.
Rachelle’s eyes widen before she bites her lip. “I…um. I kind of stopped shaving down there,” she confesses. “I used to at least trim, but…”
“I don’t fucking care,” Nacio growls. “I’ve seen a lot of hairy balls in prison. I will gladly eat your pussy, bush or not. If it bothers you so much, I’ll spread you out on a towel later and Lili and I will shave it for you.”
Her jaw drops at his words, but he’s not wrong.
“Now, be our good girl and lift up,” I purr with a smirk. Rachelle bites her lip as she lifts her ass, and Ignacio helps me pull down her pants along with her panties.
Her skin is so damn soft, I can’t stop touching her. Maybe it’s the fact that I never thought I’d get to do this, or maybe it’s because she’s just that tempting.
“Would it be okay if I ate you out while you make out with Lili?”
We’ve learned our lessons well with Rachelle. I don’t care if she gets tired of us asking. I never want her to be triggered by something we do with her.
“Yes, but I’m the only one naked,” Rachelle says shyly.
“We can fix that,” I say, pulling off my top. Rachelle shifts up so I can strip off my pants and other weapons, her eyes growing wider as she watches them pile up on the end table. “Before I saw you, I was working on something for your stepfather.”
“It required that many knives?” she asks wide eyed.
Nacio impatiently moves Rachelle until she’s on her knees, groaning as he gazes at her pussy.
