Page 108 of Whips and Chains
And I replaced it with my dick, sliding inside her as gently as I could but groaning hard when I bottomed out, because of the way she thrust back against me.
Her scream of pleasure ripped through the room. Her orgasm squeezed my cock tight, and there was zero hanging on for either me or Levi. Both of us had been on edge since the moment we’d walked in here, and I could tell from the agonized look on his face that he was battling for control just as bad as I was.
But Violet coming meant the two of us could let go as well.
I came hard, thrusting into her ass, trying to be gentle but probably giving her too much for her first time. But I couldn’t stop, her moans of pleasure fueling me, urging me on, telling me she wanted this just as much as I did.
And so I let go of everything.
Let go and just let myself feel whatever it was I felt.
I was still feeling it when, completely spent, I got off the bed, grabbed my clothes, and got the hell out of that room, the door slamming behind me.
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LEVI
Violet sat up, still impaled on my softening cock, her eyes huge. She stared at the door Whip had just slammed behind him, and then gazed down at me. “Did I do something wrong?”
She covered her tits with one arm, suddenly self-conscious, the other hand grappling for the sheets.
A hot rage filled me. I bucked my hips, flipping her down onto the mattress and kissing her mouth hard. “You are fucking perfect. He’s what’s wrong.”
I pulled out of her with a groan and grabbed my pants.
“Where are you going?” She tucked herself into the sheet.
“To ask him what the hell is problem is!”
“Levi! You don’t need to—”
But I was already storming out of the room, barefoot, trying to do my pants up as I went.
Everyone still left in the common room looked up as I crashed through it, all eyes on me. I did a quick glance around the room, searching for Whip. But I already knew he wouldn’t just be there, hanging out and drinking beers.
He’d left the room like he wanted to be anywhere else.
I ran for the door, and once I was outside, I hooked right, knowing he’d be headed for the gates, his car on the other side of them.
“Whip!”
He stiffened, his form barely visible in the dark night. The road to the gates wasn’t lit, but the light from the clubhouse and a full moon helped.
“Go back to Violet,” Whip said quietly. “I’m going home.”
I ran along the path, not exactly sure why, just knowing it pissed me off that he was walking out like Violet was one of his clients he could just fuck and then leave.
LikeIwas one of his clients he could fuck and then leave.
Even though I was acutely aware it was exactly what I’d done to him after I’d blown him in X’s bedroom.
I didn’t care. The two of us hurting each other was one thing. Hurting Violet was a different story altogether.
“Whip!” I ignored the rocks stabbing at the soles of my feet. “Fucking hell, would you just stop for a second?”
He didn’t, but maybe he slowed, because I caught him, grabbing his arm, spinning him back to face me.
We both breathed hard, me from the run, him from I didn’t know what.
