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Rowyn swallows hard, her defenses wavering. “I’m not begging for anything,” she retorts, but the way her pulse races betrays her.
“Sure you are,” I say, my tone playful as I watch the way she bites her lip, a habit I’ve come to recognize as her way of fighting back against the heat rising within her. “You’re just too stubborn to admit it.”
I run my hands along the waist of her sweat pants, slowly dipping my fingers inside.
She lets out a sharp breath. It drives me wild knowing how much she wants this, and yet still she tries to fight it.
I lean in closer, my lips grazing her ear. My voice drops lower, husky with desire. “Mmm, such a good little slut for us. Tell me how bad you’re aching for us.”
I hook my fingers under the elastic band, pulling down just enough to expose the lacy pink underwear beneath.
Her breath hitches, and I can feel the tension in her body, the struggle between what she knows she wants, and what she tells herself she shouldn’t have.
“Nix...” Her voice is a breathless whisper, almost pleading, but I don’t know if it’s for me to stop or keep going. I choose the latter.
“Tell me you don’t want this,” I say, leaning closer. She shakes her head, and I smile. “That’s not an answer.”
She swallows hard, her eyes darting around the room before settling on mine again. “I...I want...”
I raise my brows, waiting.
“I want...” she starts again, but still no answer.
I trail my fingertips up her inner thighs, slowly inching higher. My cock throbs against my pants, aching for release. “Tell us what you want, baby girl. We’ll give it to you.”
She gasps, her body trembling. I’m dying to rip off her pants and bury myself so deep inside her pussy. She’s such a good girl for us.
“Please,” she whispers, her voice hoarse.
“Please what?” Gray asks
“Touch me,” she says. Her breath catches as he leans close, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
“Don’t worry, sunshine. We’re going to take care of you.”
Gray slides her underwear to the side, revealing her perfect pink pussy. “Mmm,” he groans. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
She squirms under his touch as he begins to slide his fingers along her folds. He slowly inserts one finger, and she moans. “So tight,” he whispers, pumping it in and out of her. “I wish this was my cock right now.”
Her breathing quickens as he picks up the pace, adding another finger. “Please,” she begs, her body trembling with desire.
“Better be quiet. You don’t want our classmates knowing what a slut you are for Sharks,” I murmur into her hair.
Her eyes squeeze shut as she tries to hold back a moan. Gray smirks at me, watching our little pet as she squirms beneath our touch. We both know this is just the beginning. The more we push her, the further she will fall. She can deny it all she wants, but we see the way she looks at us. The heat in her eyes is undeniable. She craves this just as much as we do.
The library is quiet except for small whimpers slipping from Rowyn’s lips. My fingers continue to tease her, sliding along her pussy and dipping inside her heat. Gray circles her clit slowly, then not at all. We have a game plan, and we intend to play it out until the end.
I slide another finger into her pussy, pumping them in and out as she grinds her hips against my palm. Her breathing is ragged, and I can see the flush spreading across her cheeks. Gray leans down and kisses her neck, whispering something in her ear that makes her shudder.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life. I’m dying to feel her come apart around me, to hear her moans of pleasure as she shatters, but we’re not done playing yet. Not by a long shot.
We work together, one of us pushing her to the edge while the other pulls back.
It’s a delicious form of torture that I can tell she’s loving.
Her eyes flutter open and meet mine, filled with lust and need. “Please...” she whispers, her voice barely audible.
I grin wickedly at her, leaning closer so my lips brush against the shell of her ear. “Please what?”
