Page 64 of Corruption

I push my panties past my hips, and they pool around my shoes before I step out of them, leaving me naked. Their gaze on my body feels like searing heat on my skin. Or maybe that’s because it’s warmer than usual for a winter night in Manhattan. Or maybe it’s not warm, and I’m just hot.

“Turn around. Lean against the car.”

“What—”

Alik doesn’t wait and spins me around before shoving me down on the car. Not long after, I feel the sting of his hand slapping my bare ass, right where Vaughn squeezed it. I let out a yelp.

“Quiet,” Alik demands, slapping my ass again, but I can’t help crying out again.

It’s painful and stings. But I also don’t hate the way my pussy aches and begins to grow wet between my thighs.

“Nadia, keep her quiet,” Alik demands.

“Gladly,” Nadia says before coming to stand next to me and turning my head towards her.

I moan into her mouth when her lips meet mine, and my body grows even hotter, and then—

I cry out as Alik’s hand slaps my ass again, but Nadia’s mouth muffles it, swallows the cry with her kiss. She continues to swallow my moans and shouts as Alik hits my ass, and I didn’t understand the appeal of it before. I didn’t understand why Nadia could like something like this. Why anyone could like something like this. But there’s something about being naked in a parking lot. With Alik’s security ahead of us. Not looking back to what’s happening, but certainly hearing it.

It should be humiliating. As humiliating as it was when Vaughn threw me out his house and dropped me on a curb naked. But it’s not. Instead, it’s incredibly arousing, and I excitedly anticipate the sting of pain as Alik spanks my ass.

Then his fingers are on my cunt, and I mewl into Nadia’s mouth, legs trembling as pleasure jolts through me and makes me more needy than I am.

“You’re not so innocent after all, Kitten. Are you?” Alik asks as he continues to rub my clit. “You’re a little glutton for punishment. A little slut. Aren’t you?”

I do little more than moan with Nadia still kissing me. And I can barely do that because Nadia is hardly letting me breathe.

“What do you think, Nadezhda?”

Nadia pulls away, and I whine at the loss of contact.

“I think she wants to come. You want Alik to make you come. Don’t you, Pretty Girl?”

I nod, not trusting my voice.

“You have to be a good girl and say please,” Nadia says.

“Please,” I manage to pant.

“Not like that.Beg.”

“Please, Alik. Please make me… make me—” I suck in a sharp gasp as he gives my pussy a long, slow stroke. Then I howl as he slaps my ass again, harder than before.

“What was that?” Alik asks.

“Please, Alik. Make me come.”

He leans over and kisses my shoulder. “Is that all you wanted? Next time, speak up, Kitten,”

A spark of defiance surfaces above my desire and is then quickly forgotten as Alik begins to furiously rub my clit while slapping my ass now and again, until I come all over his fingers with a cry that Nadia once again muffles with her own mouth.

Then, Alik snatches me around to face him and kisses me. It’s rough and brutal and I love every second.

“Did my brother’s lips feel like this?”

“N-no,” I manage.

“Did you like it the way you like me kissing you?”

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