Page 41 of Now You See Him
She tilted her head back so she could look up at him through her tear-soaked lashes. Derrick looked horrified and in the throes of pleasure at the same time. She breathed through her nose and braced herself as best as she could before slowly bobbing up and down over Derrick’s cock. Water sloshed around them, and a ghostly whisper of fingers brushed at her clit under water.
She wasn’t sure whose hands were touching her. One set gripped her hair while another stroked over her back andbrushed her shoulders. As Damien fucked her harder from behind, water sloshed over the rim and onto the tiled floor. She felt like she was being lifted, suspended between two dicks as she took the twins in her mouth and cunt.
“Yes, sweetheart,” Derrick said, then moaned her name as she worked her hands and lips over him. “Yes, just like that. You like it, don’t you? You like my brother’s cock in your cunt while you swallow mine.” His breath came ragged and desperate, an edge in his tone that had her wetter than she could’ve ever imagined.
Damien stroked her clit harder, then pinched her swollen nub without mercy. Tina skyrocketed into an orgasm so strong that she pulled back from Derrick just so she could take a breath. Gasping for air, she looked up at stormy eyes, hard and unyielding.
That’s when Derrick’s voice cut through her pleasure and had her quaking with need. “Put your fucking mouth back on my cock.”
It sounded so like Damien, but she knew this wasn’t possession this time. Damien was still fucking her relentlessly from behind, the water a turbulent sea around them. She quickly complied by stuffing him inside her throat as deep as he could go and was rewarded by another groan. “What would that fucking fiancé of yours think, huh? What would he think of you taking two cocks like this? Of my brother that hekilledfucking you so good? Yes, my little slut. Take what you want. Take me like I’m your fucking slut, too.”
It was dirty, it was wrong and horrible, but she could feel herself inching closer to an orgasm again as she slowly worked Derrick’s dick all, breathing through her nose, crying as she swallowed him and pushed back the pain for a glimmer of blinding pleasure.
He grunted, his words becoming impossible to understand. Her ears filled with a roaring sound, and the fingers on her waist tightened as she was fucked harder than she’d ever been taken in her life. She felt the sting of domination, the thrill that she could do this to two men. She had this power and she reveled in it. She screamed in her headfuck me like you’ll die for meover and over again right before Derrick’s cock twitched and jerked in her mouth. He came down her throat in a powerful rush that left her gagging and gasping.
Damien slapped her ass and she felt his dick twitch inside her before he came, too. That’s when a second orgasm gripped her like a vise, and she exploded with it, her vision going black.
Just before she passed out, Tina had one brilliantly clear thought: she knew exactly what she needed to do to get back at Logan and embrace this new life that she was determined to take for herself.
Chapter
Sixteen
“Tell me you’re comfortable with this,” Derrick said as he stroked a hand over Tina’s back.
She looked up at his concerned expression and nodded. “I think this is what Damien wants. Humiliation. Degradation. He wants Logan to feel small, and then for him to feel like he’s lost his sanity to the point where he confesses. It all makes sense now.”
They stood in her bedroom in the soft light of the candles burning on the bedside tables. Tina had changed the sheets, turned down the comforter and positioned one of the armchairs within optimal viewing distance of the bed. It took her an entire day to put together her plans. It was now the next evening, and she was wet with anticipation, having had to change her underwear twice during the day because she’d soaked each pair.
Ever since she was fucked in the bathtub, all she wanted was to be in the same position again.
Derrick scrubbed his hands over his face. This poor man was trying to be supportive, but he had so many conflicting feelings with Logan and his brother. “This is so…fucked. Like an out-of-body experience that we’re even considering something like this.”
If someone would’ve told her a month ago that she would be trying to get her fiancé to confess to pushing a man down the stairs after being fucked by a ghost, she would’ve immediately made several extra appointments with her therapist. Normal was a relative term, but in this situation, it was appropriate. Dealing with ghosts was notnormalbehavior. Fucking ghosts, feeling their cock inside her so deep, she was still sore after her bath the night before, that was notnormalbehavior.
Wanting to do it again? Definitely not normal.
But she was tired of being attached to a man who had lied to her for so long. She was tired of being used by a poltergeist who was demanding justice. This ended today. Then maybe, she could have a future with someone new.
The doorbell rang, and she took a deep, steadying breath. “Ready?” she asked Derrick.
He cupped her face and stroked a thumb over the curve of her cheekbone. “For you? Absolutely. Let’s just hope that Damien isn’t tired out and this show isn’t for nothing.”
Tina hoped for the same thing.
“Go hide in the bathroom,” she said before squeezing his arm and leaving the room.
The doorbell rang once more before she made it downstairs to the front foyer. She opened the front door to a wary Logan.
He looked her up and down, taking in the silk camisole sleep set she was wearing. His eyes went wide. “Tina?”
“Hi,” she said gently. Then she reached out and grabbed his hands before tugging him inside. “I missed you.”
“I…ah, I missed you, too.” His eyes darted over her shoulder, taking in the shadows in every corner. He looked nervous. Anxious. Tina was surprised that he’d even agreed to come.
“I know that you hate this house and it hasn’t been easy moving back. But I really want us to talk about a plan forward. Something that makes both you and I happy.”
“Oh,” he said. His shoulders relaxed just enough that they weren’t hovering near his ears anymore. “Ah, okay. Yeah, I’d like that. I mean, we are engaged.”
