Page 46 of Deadlier Obsessions

She sucks in a deep breath and giggles. “All of us!” Another hard slap, and she gasps and digs her fingernails into my shoulders again. Fuck, that feels so good.

“Keep playing this game, Lucy, my hand isn’t even stinging yet, and I’ve got a backup.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

GAGE

I’m kinda glad that Lucy’s not wimping out after a few spanks, because I really feel like turning her ass red, and making her cry. Not because I’m an asshole, but because I feel like we’ve all had our heads up our asses lately, and there’s stuff everyone’s bottling up right now. Does that make me some healthy, caring kinda guy? No, I know I’m an asshole and she’d probably respond just as well to a hug and a little loving, but her ass is just so damn spankable, just like Stella’s. And let’s be honest here, I plan to fuck it after I’ve spanked it, just like Mav seems to already be doing to Stella, if her yelps and gasps are anything to go by.

“Please, Gage!” Lucy suddenly gasps, and I figure it’s because I’ve stopped spanking her, so I slap that fine ass again and she curses at me.

“I’m still waiting for an answer, little Lucy.”

“And I fucking answered you already, weren’t you listening?” Huh? I lean forward to catch Pretty Boy’s eye and he nods, whoa, did I really zone out and miss that?

“Say it again for me then.”

“Asshole,” she mutters, squeaking when I lightly slap her pinkened skin. “Yes, okay, you’re right, you guys do all the spanking and we’re like, I don’t know, the spankees or something. Just, can you stop that now?”

“You wanna go straight to the assfucking, baby?”

“What? No! Of course not, you psycho!”

“Well, that’s a weird as fuck way to say yes, but I hear ya, baby. Pretty Boy, wanna grab us some lube? I’m feeling considerate after she took that spanking so well.”

Sebastian stands up and catches Lucy’s hands when her balance shifts, and she staggers a step.

“Why don’t you take my ass, Gage? Let Lucy watch us, you know how much she loves to watch that. I’ll even let you do it without lube, like you enjoy it.”

Well damn, only a moron says no to that, right?

“Lucy, swap places with Sebastian, and spread those legs. You’re gonna finger-fuck yourself while I rail my Pretty Boy’s ass, and when you cum, make sure we all hear it.”

“Over the noise of the rest of you? Fat chance.” I slap her ass again, and she moves fast, getting down on the floor where Sebastian was, as my beautiful boy bends over in front of me, and reaches back to spread his cheeks. So willing, so fucking needy. No wonder I fucking love him so much.

I spit in my hand and stroke my dick, lubing up a little for him, because I might be an asshole, but I love this sexy fucker. I spit again on his ass, watching it slide down the crevice between those spread cheeks, and rub it over his hole, grinning at the low groan that rumbles through his chest. He might have protested a lot in the early days, but he loves my fucking cock buried deep in his ass. He loves my touch, and he loves me.

“Balance yourself on Lucy’s shoulders, like she did with you, baby. I’m about to ram a hard dick right up your ass, and you know you’ll lose your balance as you take it.”

Sebastian groans again, reaching down to lean on Lucy’s shoulders, but he immediately releases her again.

“No. She won’t be able to hold us up, and if I fall, I don’t want to hurt her or the baby. Lucy, move to the side of us, baby. We still want to see you fingering that sweet pussy of ours though.”

Why do the girls get so melty when one of us acts like an overprotective asshole? She’s practically fucking swooning as she moves, but that leaves my Pretty Boy with nothing to help him balance, so I move us until he can rest a hand against the side wall of the cabin.

“Brace yourself, baby. I’m about to give you what you begged me for.”

“Pretty sure there was no begging, but whatever,” he mutters, his back arching into a moan as my cock presses inside his tight ass. No matter how often I fuck it, it’s still like the first time, and it nearly takes my balance too.

I can’t go slow or easy, because I’m close already and I can’t fucking hold back, railing him hard enough that he almost falls several times, but he just keeps pushing back and taking it, and jerking himself as we fuck. We come seconds apart, and watch Lucy shuddering and gasping, with her fingers deep inside herself, and that’s when the door opens and there’s a horrified apology, and the unfortunate staff member lady hurries away again. Well,fuck.

LUCY

What’s more embarrassing and humiliating than being made to play with yourself for others to watch? Being seen doing just that by someone who isn’t one of the four people you’re in a relationship with. That poor lady from the boat crew walked in to see me doing that, Gage with his cock buried up Sebastian’s ass, both of them naked, and Stella with a throatful of Mav’s cock. No wonder she’d hurried away like that.

A few moments later, a smartly dressed French man storms into the room, while we’re all pulling clothes back on. He lets outa furious barrage in French, so naturally I barely understand a word of it, but Stella holds up her hands in a placating manner and responds to him in halting French. Who knew she could speak the language? I knew she was obsessed with Paris, but this is a relief. More than that is the surprise when Gage suddenly pipes up with an aggressive response in French too. I barely know a half dozen words of the language myself.

“Yeah, well fuck you too,” Gage suddenly snarls, gathering up the clothes we haven’t managed to struggle into yet and tossing them to each of us. “Grab your shit. I don’t like this crappy little boat anymore.”

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