Page 49 of Double Down
None of that shit. I have Phoenix on her knees under the table sucking me off like a good little secretary, but I promised her a reward if she’s good, and a punishment if she’s bad.
Mav
What do you need me for?
Con
I need that bullet I bought for her—the remote-control one.
Mav
Is that the punishment or the reward?
Con
It depends. There are two thirsty women in here trying to take my attention away from the princess on her knees, and how she reacts is going to determine which it will be.
Mav
Oh damn. On my way.
My grip loosens, and the phone slips. It slaps the carpet, skitters under the table toward Phoenix’s knees. I jerk but don’t reach for it—the room’s not empty, and my zipper’s down. I keep my face neutral, hands on the armrests.
Under the table, something shifts. I feel rather than see one of Phoenix’s small hands leave my dick and find the phone.
Beneath the table, I can just barely see the glow of the screen still lit.
Inwardly I curse, but my smile stays. I want to put my hand in her hair and pull her hair in warning—keep your eyes where they belong, princess—but I don’t.
For a heartbeat, her mouth is still on my cock. Then her tongue resumes its sucking, stroking motion, and I relax. Maybe she didn’t see my message summoning Mav?
Maybe there was nothing to see. I’m feeling guilty all of a sudden for no reason.
“Are you working? But it’s summer,” the blonde pouts.
“You know what they say, right?” the brunette adds, hopping up to sit on the table and leaning forward just enough to show more of her cleavage. “About all work and no play.”
“I play just as hard as I work,” I flirt back—right as Phoenix’s hot mouth seals over the head of my cock, and it takes everything I have not to moan.
Fuck, how did she get so good at this?
Her teeth graze me—one quick, deliberate scrape that feels like a warning. Then she swallows me deeper, perfect obedience restored.
That’s right…I taught her. And Mav. And fucking Atticus and Storm. We did this. We turned her into the goddess about to wreck me in front of these two random women.
“When are you off the clock? You should let us help you have fun. We can show you a really good time,” the blonde says, sliding a hand from her friend’s shoulder down to her chest.
They giggle.
Phoenix’s hands slide over my thighs, her nails digging through my pants like I need the reminder she’s there.
My little princess is jealous. Just the thought makes my cock jump in her mouth.
“And what would we do to have fun?” I ask, sinking one hand under the table to lace my fingers in Phoenix’s hair and urge her to take more.
“Well, we’re going to this festival tomorrow, but we’re free tonight. Maybe we can help you deal with all the stress thatcomes from working so hard,” the brunette says, leaning back into the blonde’s arms until the blonde’s hand slips under her bikini top to expose a little more.
Before I had Phoenix back in my bed, I’d have taken them up on their offer. Hell, I would’ve bent the blonde over the table and had her face buried in the brunette’s pussy while I fucked her.
