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Her French-manicured fingertips reach behind her and pull her cheeks farther apart, but her black leather thong is blocking our view. “Pull your thong down to your knees so we can see what we’ll fuck tonight.”

She wedges it down her thighs before arching her back, exposing her pussy and ass for us again. “Do you like what you see, sir?”

She tempts, glistening with desire already; her swelling lips are a beacon for our hard dicks.

But I don’t answer her. “Pour us another round.” My tone is kind to Mateo, who plays along, knowing it’s an order.

We three sit, sipping whiskey and staring at her exposed sex. Music fills the air while I see our lust surging under our fine wool pants.

“With your hands,” I tell her, “spread even more for us. Go ahead. That’s it. Tempt us with every hole we can fuck.”

It wets her more. With calm breath, her hands hold her round cheeks farther apart. “Is this what you want to fuck, sir?” She sounds so content, letting us all drink in the sight of her little puckered ass and slick pussy splayed open for us… and the camera.

I make us wait forever in silence, watching her pussy bloom into glistening full petals, a swelling clit, her center opening and calling us in. All dicks are screaming hard, so much so that Luke squirms, and Mateo’s breath changes. The arch of Stacey’s back can’t sway anymore to tempt us.

I swirl the last of my whiskey. “Luke, what do you want to do to our beautiful whore?” I can hear the lust in Stacey’s rasp.

“I wanna mount her like that.” I can tell that Luke’s wide hand itches to stroke off, but he doesn’t. “I wanna grab her hips and fuck that pussy like a mad dog until my cum’s pouring out of her.”

That makes three of us.

“Mateo?” I ask. “What do you wanna do with our dirty little girl tonight?”

Stacey’s ribs are heaving to her exposure, to our dark wishes.

“I wanna fuck her pussy while it’s dripping with Luke’s cum. I wanna play with her ass and get her so ready for your cock to fuck her ass too.”

I let the visions fill our minds of all we can do with her; it feels endless. I let Stacey fantasize with her pussy in our face, her ass too, tempting us to do something, anything.

“Not tonight, gentlemen.” I tease, “That sounds like tomorrow’s orders.”

Setting my tumbler down, I rise and walk around. Lifting her cheek off the ottoman, I lift her eyes to mine next. “Is our whore ready?”

“Yes,” she huffs.

I cock an eyebrow.

“Yes, sir,” she says with such delight.

There’s no making this woman submissive. That’s not my interest. But I do want to control every time we make her come tonight. And that’s precisely how she dominates us.

I press my thumb over her lips; she sucks it while I tell her, “I don’t think our little whore has ever felt what ‘ready’ truly is.” I sit on the edge beside her. Even on all fours, she slays me. “Turn and rest your head in my lap while my men get youveryready for us.”

They know their orders. Mateo slides under her, shifting until her knees straddle his face. Luke kneels over him and behind her, spreading her cheeks open like a treasure chest.

I rest her head in my lap. Caressing her silky hair, I press her panting mouth against my erection. “Now wrap those naughty lips over Daddy’s big cock and chew on me, baby. That’s it. Nice and gentle while my men eat you alive.”

CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE

Deity by Valeree

Oh my god.

Lust shakes my knees. I’ve never felt so exposed and powerful, so dirty and right. My bare flesh burned under their stares for so long, spreading my pussy and ass open for their eyes; it had my body screaming for their touch.

And now… it’s an exquisite assault on my senses.

I’d collapse, but desire has me starving for more. Moaning, I barely bite my teeth, with just enough pressure over Ford’s thick cock. Gently, I chew, my spit wetting the wool of his expensive pants. The control he’s sharing with me. Trusting me not to hurt him. Knowing that it’s making me shameless and feral—I crave it.

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