Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Rory was unable to look away as Nickel twisted sideways to lay Ember on the couch to situate one leg on the top of the couch then place the other one on the floor, leaving her laid bare to Nickel’s ravenous gaze. He had experienced watching a man and woman fucking before … numerous times. In fact, he had been paid hefty fees to be a third when couples wanted to branch out and participate in group sex. The only difference this time was the woman he was intimately involved with was just steps away.
Feeling as if he was cheating just watching Nickel go down on Ember’s pussy, he started to get the hell out of Dodge before Jewell came back and he was busted with a hard-on that was getting fuller instead of shrinking from neglect.
About to stand, blanket wrapped around his hips, and join Jewell in the bathroom, his ass abruptly settled back down on the bed when Train and Killyama came through the door, Train giving him an evil grin.
Killyama roved her eyes over his body as Train moved the chair in a position where the bed could be seen.
“We haven’t missed anything yet, have we?” The hungry way Killyama watched him had Train dragging her down onto his lap.
Rory clenched his jaw. “No. Jewell is in the bathroom, changing.”
“What the fuck for? You’re just going to take it off, anyway.” Killyama’s gaze grew more heated. “I didn’t hang on to my IOU for an R-rating. If I thought I was getting some XXX shit, I would have sold it to Winter.”
“Excuse me. I’ll be right back.” Again, Rory was about to get off the bed, only this time to be thwarted by Jewell coming out of the bathroom, dressed in the red corset.
Holy fuck, he swore silently. He was in trouble.
Jewell’s sensual smile had his ass glued to the mattress as she sauntered into the room.
“I was wondering when you two would show.” Jewell went to Train as he pulled two slips of paper from the pocket of his T-shirt.
“Sorry. Winter and Razer got in a bidding war. Winter wanted me to sell her my IOU, but I knew Killyama wouldn’t sell hers to Viper. It would have set Viper off letting Winter watch it without him. Same for Razer. Dude, you better be worth me not being able to recoup my losses.”
Killyama had no sympathy for her husband. “Next time, stick to the fucking budget.” Killyama gleefully settled her ass more comfortably on Train’s lap.
Rory was beginning to think someone had slipped something into the water system in Treepoint. He had to get the fuck out of here before it started to affect him … It could easily explain why he was so attracted to Jewell.
Rory was brought back to earth by Ember’s moans as Nickel lifted her pussy higher to his mouth.
Pressing the blanket down over his cock as Jewell started crawling along the mattress to reach him, he was treated to the vision of her breasts tightly bound by the corset, so they jutted upward in bounteous mounds. Rory now realized it was too late to escape. It left only one avenue open to him.
He had to be the one to take control, or Jewell would never let him live it down. There was no way he was going to let Jewell control him the way Killyama did Train. At least not if he could help it. He had to control the situation before the situation controlled him.
Rory waited until Jewell was within reach. Then, before she could gather her wits, he tossed her onto her stomach with him on top of her.
“Oh … I like that mov—”
A yelp came from Killyama, but Rory didn’t take his attention off the firefly pinned under him. If he did, she would escape, and he might not be able to catch her as easily.
Adjusting his cock when Jewell thrust her hips upward, Rory tore the blanket away so his cock could feel the full effect of riding the crack of her ass. Rory shifted his weight forward to give her more of his weight until she was sprawled out under him.
Having to fight the desire that had him wanting to tear the corset off her, he had to start thinking with his brain instead of his cock. With his fingers, he searched and found the buttons then started unsnapping them to allow him free access to the wet flesh underneath.
Triumphant that he had succeeded, he moved on to capture the handcuffs, which had become entangled underneath her when he had pulled her down.
Pulling one of the attached handcuffs out, he managed to latch on to a flailing wrist. Using his feet on the mattress, he started scooting her higher up the bed to latch it to the metal handrail.