Page 13 of Dirty Little Convict
“Yes, fuck, please don’t stop,” she begs as Hux and I fuck her. I match my thrusts with his, making sure she can feel every inch of our cocks.
“Take our cocks, convict,” Huxley shouts.
“Yes, give it to me. I fucking need it,” she pants as she presses back against my chest. I reach around her and cup her tits in my hands, loving the feeling of how perfectly they fit me.
“Play with her clit, I want to watch her come,” Stone demands. Huxley obeys his boyfriend without hesitation. She instantly begins to tremble in my hold and I know she is seconds away from climaxing.
“Get there, I want to come with her,” I snap.
“I’m close,” Huxley grits out.
“Oh God!” she cries out.
“Don’t waste that man’s time, he isn’t coming to save you,” Stone remarks.
“Now!” I roar. The three of us come in unison. The sounds of all our cries saturate the room and the stench of sex is pungent in the air, but I’ve never smelled anything so fucking good in my life. When I manage to get my breathing under control, I pull out of her. She flops forward onto Hux, making him grunt.
“Sorry,” she mutters, barely above a whisper.
“Take her back to her cell,” I order.
“No,” she says with such conviction I whirl around to face her. She lays there with her eyes closed like she is the one calling the fucking shots.
“The fuck did you just say?” I snarl.
She blinks her eyes open and looks tiredly at me. “I need a second. If he pulls out of me right now I’m about to squirt all over him and this bed.” Realization dawns on me. When she came, Hux never pulled out of her to allow her to come properly.
Intrigue propels me.
“Show us.” Her eyes widen in shock.
“What?”
“Either you move on your own or we do it for you,” I fire back.
She cringes then pushes up enough to look down at Hux. “Sorry, big guy,” she whispers. When she lifts up and his cock slips out, sure enough she was telling the truth. She comes all over him, making him choke on the air beneath her. Stone and I stand here staring at her silently. When she finally manages to stop, she climbs off the bed and crosses her arms over her chest and rests her chin down in shame, which just pisses me off. I march over to her, grip her chin in my hand and force her head until she meets my gaze. Shame and anger swirl in her green eyes.
“Don’t ever hide that shit from us again. You don’t get to feel shame over what you just did. We fucking love it and youwillbe doing that again for us tomorrow.”
Surprise etches into her features. “You like that?”
“No. I fucking love it.”
Color tinges her cheeks. “I didn’t think?—”
“You aren’t here to think.” She tries to reel back but I tighten my grip, making her wince while holding her in place. “You’re here until we say otherwise. You will do as you are fucking told.”
She inhales sharply. “Okay,” she whispers.
“Where was this submission when it was needed years ago?”
My response has tears filling her eyes. “I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she urges.
I release her with a shove and she stumbles back a step. “In order for you to have hurt me, I would have had to care,” I spit back at her.
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