Page 84 of The Broken Queen
“See how much of a fucking brat she can be. Do what I told you,” Kingston said from his spot up front. I caught him moving and shifting a few times, and I had a feeling he’d pulled his dick out.
My hand came down against her pussy again, harder than last time, and she cried out. I followed it up with a slap to her butt, and then I resumed licking through her ass.
“Good. Now fuck her. Hard,” my brother rasped, while his wrist lifted and lowered near his lap.
I didn’t know how he hadn’t pulled the car over yet and demanded a turn back here, but I really fucking appreciated his self-control because I wanted her to myself right now.
“Gio, do not enter her slowly or allow her to adjust. You go in hard and in one thrust. You’re punishing her, so make her remember it.”
I nodded silently and pulled my cock out, stroking it a few times, and then did exactly as he demanded. My hands went to her hips as I shoved inside her in one deep thrust.
“Fuck,” I spat, while Presley moaned loud and agonizing.
I worried for a second that I hurt her, but Kingston stopped me. “She’s fucking fine. She loves your cock, even more than mine. Remind herexactly why.”
Feeling encouraged, I slid out of her and slammed back in as hard as I could. There was something freeing about letting loose and not worrying if I was careful or if I hurt her. It was still there in the back of my mind, but Kingston just kept assuring me, and from how many times I had heard them fucking in his room, I believed him. She was louder with him, more needy and desperate. She loved fucking me slow, and moaned in different ways, but our sex was always happy. Pleasant. Nothing like this.
Kingston was back to ordering me around. “Slap her ass, Gio. Then grip it hard while you fuck her.”
My body complied immediately, copying everything he said. I gripped her with one hand and slapped her ass with the other while I continued to rock in and out of her.
“You can go faster than that, Gio. I’ve seen you lose control; she should be screaming right now.”
He wasn’t wrong. I was still holding back, so finally, I just released all my inhibitions and began mercilessly fucking her. She began whimpering against the seat, her fingers curled around the leather as I moved behind her.
“Now start rubbing her clit,” Kingston ordered.
“Won’t she—” I started on a half a breath when my brother laughed.
“She will, and she’ll be pissed about it. Rub her clit.”
I did as he said, going as fast as he did the last time he made Presley squirt. She began crying out again.
“Gio. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” she screamed as a gush of liquid came from her and ran over my hand. The extra lubrication coated my cock as I slid through her cunt, and it felt so fucking good that I exploded inside her, coming so hard I could barely breathe.
“See, told you.” Kingston smirked in the mirror.
I slumped over her back, still unable to catch my breath. “Holy shit.”
“Holy shit indeed,” Presley replied, gasping for her own breath.
I slowly began pulling out of her when the car finally cameto a stop. Kingston jumped out and pulled open the door closest to Presley. The inner lights came on, revealing my soaked cock, and the white mess clinging to Presley’s pussy. The seat was soaked, and her face was sweaty.
“Come put your lying mouth over me, Pres, and suck my cock.”
I thought she’d resist or put up a fight, but she only shifted to her knees before taking him deep into her mouth. I sat there, next to them, while my brother got a blow job, and I watched Presley’s head bob back and forth, still trying to catch my breath.
I felt like I’d taken a fucking drug or something. Sex had never felt like that before, not that it had ever been bad, but for the first time ever, I liked the idea of sharing her. I liked that my brother told me what to do to her, and that while I touched her, he wasn’t anywhere near us. I liked that even now, as she sucked his cock, she’d had mine shoved inside her first. I made her come and squirt. I did all that before my brother even laid a finger on her.
With her ass still pointed in my direction, I used my finger to swipe through her pussy and smeared my release all over her skin. As if marking her someway. That was all me.
And I fucking loved it.
Chapter 29
Kingston
Iknew Presley’s need for vengeance wasn’t purely based on Adrian.
