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“Way to spoil the mood,” Shade grumbled.
Lindsey grabbed Shade’s wrist and yanked, trying to dislodge his fist from her hair. “I said let me go,” she said and ground her ass into his c**k as she tried to twist out of his grasp.
Shade groaned into her ear. “I am not going to last much longer,” he whispered. “Vanessa got me too worked up.”
Lindsey bumped her heel into his shin and, caught off-guard, Shade actually loosened his grip. She managed one step, before his fist tightened in her hair again.
“You’ll pay for that, darlin’,” he said.
Oh yes, make me pay.
In an instant he had her face down on the edge of bed, his big, strong hand pressing down in the center of her back so she couldn’t rise. And it wasn’t as if she wasn’t legitimately trying, but he so much stronger than her and no amount of trying to push upward with her spaghetti noodle arms could dislodge him. Breathing hard, she turned her head so she could draw air. As soon as she stopped struggling to rise, his free hand delved between her legs from behind, no doubt discovering how hot and wet she was down there.
Shade removed his hand from her back and she launched forward, trying to scramble away. He grabbed her by the thighs, yanking them apart and pulling her towards him until she felt his cockhead against her opening. Her core clenched with the tease of an o****m.
“You want it, don’t you?”
Yes, yes, I want it.
“No,” she forced herself to say. She shook her head vigorously.
“Then why are you so wet?”
“I’m not,” she denied.
He thrust into her, sliding to the hilt in one hard motion.
She cried out. Lord, he was huge. She couldn’t help but rock back to meet his deep, punishing penetration stroke for stroke.
“Do you like that?”
“No,” she forced herself to say.
“She does like it, doesn’t she, Vanessa?”
“I think she does,” Vanessa said.
“Do you know what else she likes?”
“Your finger in her ass?”
“I didn’t think of that,” he said. His firm grip released from one thigh and before she could use that advantage to pretend to fight him, his finger slipped in her ass and she exploded with a earth shattering o****m. He didn’t give her time to recover. He spread her legs wider and f****d her harder.
“Oh please,” she begged as rubbed her face over the bedclothes in blinding ecstasy.
“What were you thinking Lindsey likes?” Vanessa asked.
“I think she likes to eat pussy.”
“I hope so. My fingers aren’t doing the trick over here.”
Lindsey lifted her head and it took a moment for her eyes to focus on her friend, who was indeed trying to get off at her own hand.
“You want to lick Vanessa’s c*m, don’t you, Lindsey?”
“N- no.” She swallowed hard. He wouldn’t make her, would he?
“I saw how turned on you were when you made her come. She was turned on by you too, Lindsey. I doubt she’s ever come that hard before in her life. Her p***y gripped my c**k so hard, I almost lost it. She came for you. You want to taste it.”
“No, it don’t.” She honestly didn’t want to taste anyone’s c*m, but would they believe her while she was playing this game of false denial with them?
“Come here, Vanessa,” he demanded. “Let her taste you.”
“Wait,” Lindsey whispered.
Shade grabbed a fistful of Lindsey’s hair and lifted her face off the mattress so Vanessa could position herself in front of Lindsey with her legs spread wide. Lindsey had never been this up close and personal to a v****a since birth. Shade released Lindsey’s hair, but she didn’t lower her head to do what they wanted her to do. She closed her eyes concentrated on the feel of Shade’s powerful thrusts. Damn, the man was a good f**k.
Lindsey could smell Vanessa’s excitement now and eventually had to admit it was enticing. Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste it. She did. But she’d never done anything like this before. She was afraid of where her own desire might take her.
Vanessa placed a gentle hand on the back of her head. “It’s okay, Lindsey,” she whispered, stroking her hair tenderly while Shade continued to pound into her.
“Are you sure, Nessi?” she asked.
“I’m sure, baby.”
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