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“Push the button, Callen. I want them to see us.”

He does as I asked and then comes to stand behind me. No one in the other room turns to see who is watching them. With a gentle touch, he tilts my chin, and his lips attach to my neck. His hands run up the front of my body, over my shirt. His hips line with my ass and he leans into me, causing my body to press firmly against the window, giving me a better view of the show. The collared pet continues to suck dick like a champion while his mistress drops to the floor to play with his asshole. Callen lifts my shirt over my head. The skin on my stomach presses against the cool glass, making me shiver.

My sight is on the show, but my other senses are focused on Callen, and he’s focused completely on me. Slowly, one by one, he removes my clothes, and they hit the floor until I’m completely bare.

“Do you like being the pervert? Do you like looking into their world, Little Bird?”

“I do. The mistress’s control excites me.”

“Well, enjoy the excitement because you’ll never have me collared and on a leash.”

I push back against his cock. “We’ll see about that.”

Callen bites the dip in my neck. Without warning, he scoops me up and carries me to the bed. I pull at his shirt while he takes quick steps. He tosses me onto the sheets, and I throw his shirt to the floor. He grabs a condom before stepping out of his jeans, revealing he’s commando. I rise to my knees, pull him to the bed, and straddle his hips.

“I’m not tied up this time,” I cockily announce.

“No, you’re not.”

“I’m going to take advantage of that.”

“Take advantage of me, Little Bird.” He smirks through his teasing tone as he slides the condom into place.

I push his shoulders back onto the bed and then take his cock in my hand, positioning him at my entrance.

“No warm-up needed?” His hands go to my hips, and his fingers needle the swell of my ass.

“No warm-up needed. Their sounds, their game, and their sexuality all have me worked up. I like this room, and part of me sees it as a competition. Who can fuck the hardest, the loudest? Who can give the most pleasure to their partner? I want to win. I want to fuck harder and longer and with more abandon than our neighbors.”

“You plan to be wilder than their Mistress and pet relationship?”

“You have no idea how wild I can be.” I sink down onto his dick and relish in the sensation.

“I think I have an idea.”

I place my hands on his chest and start to move. His muscles flex as I push off him and move my hips up and down. His cock pulses inside me. My attention shifts between the man below me and our connection to the trio next door. The second man is now fucking the mistress, and the pet is perched on the bed, watching. She taunts him and emasculates him between loud moans. My head falls back, and I move faster on top of Callen.

“Her pet is looking at you. He’s supposed to be scrutinizing his mistress, but his eyes keep traveling over to you,” Callen points out. He bucks beneath me, synchronizing with my rhythm.

“Why are you noticing her pet when my tits are bouncing in your face?” I emphasize my point by pinching my nipples and letting out a moan.

“Trust me, your tits have my attention. But, just like you get off on seeing them, I’m getting off on the thrill that they want what I have. All three of them are salivating over you, even while they’re engaged in their own kinky world.”

He takes my nipples between his own fingers and pulls me to him by the sensitive skin. His mouth takes mine. Our kiss is messy and raw. Our tongues battle. Our teeth scrape.

“They can hear you,” I whisper when I come up for air.

“It’s the truth, and they know it is. Who cares?”

I grind my hips harder, but Callen stops me when he abruptly flips us over. My heaving breaths fan his face. I was enjoying the control, so I push back. Or, more literally, I grab him by the cock and squeeze. His eyes close in pleasure, and I use the distraction to flip him back over. I rise from the bed, and Callen follows, predatory intent rolling off him as I let him cage me against the window.

“I wanted you from the other side of the glass once. The effect of you being with someone else is powerful on the people who are on the outside.”

His roaming hands send shivers coursing through my body. The mistress on the other side of the wall erupts and begins to orgasm. She pants and moans while the man fucks her harder. Her cries ring through our room, and I’m lost in the fantasy. Callen enters me from behind while the other show intensifies. My tits press against the barrier. I pant as the mistress finds her high, and Callen hits my G-spot. His cock thrusts in hard and pulls out tantalizingly slow.

The mistress comes down from her high and rolls from the bed. Once more, she yanks on her pet’s leash and gives him an order, “Lick my juices, pet. Clean his cock and get every last drop. Make him come down your throat with my taste on your tongue.”

Her pet gets to work, and she saunters toward us with a smirk and a rise to her eyebrow. She puts her hands to the glass, blows us a kiss, and drops to her knees to watch Callen fucking me. His hands grip me harder, and his cock plunges deeper as she takes us in.

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