Page 30 of Contrition

“Excuse me? I have a rule book now?”

I took my eyes off of her pussy long enough to make eye contact with her. Wasn’t what we were doing supposed to be an attitude correction? “There is no rule book for us other than the following statements: you are ours, and ours alone, and you will never be alone again. Not like that. Are we clear, princess?”

She blushed once again.

I loved seeing her blush for me. It was euphoric.

“O-Okay.”

I smiled as I looked back down at her pussy. Fuck, I needed to taste her somehow before I was nice and let her come. “Rub your clit for me, pretty girl. Show me how you like it being done.”

She listened immediately. Shyly, she lowered one of her hands until they breached the hem of the lace, and I watched in rapt attention as she used her middle and ring finger in tandem—rubbing in tight, fast little circles. Immediately, her breath started to grow heavy, and I found myself achingly hard. And as Zack lowered his hand to grip himself, I knew that he was in the exact same boat that I was in.

“That’s a good girl. Now, give me those fingers.”

She pouted. “Why?”

I nearly growled the words at her. “Because I had to watch Zack tongue fuck you last night, and now I want a taste. Give me your damn fingers.”

Zack’s laugh hit my ears as she took her hand out of her panties. I moaned deeply then, seeing how they were utterly glistening. She hadn’t even actually fingered herself, either, which meant she was fucking soaked. Before she had the chance to give them to me herself though—Zack delicately grabbed her wrist and fed them to me.

I hardly blinked before I was sucking them into my mouth and groaning in relief. I was sure my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head, too.

Zack teased me as his grip left her wrist. Yet, my own hand replaced it as I slid my tongue in between her fingers, eager to take everything I could get. “I knew I heard you. Did you enjoy the show at least, you pervert?”

I released her fingers with a pop. “Made a huge mess on the floor and everything. All while thinking about our girl cock worshiping me clean.”

He let out an exhaled breath. “Oof. Well, that’s hot.”

Estrella nodded firmly. “Yeah. Yup. I’m going to hell.”

I snorted before lowering my hand beneath her panties myself this time. Just like her, I angled my hand so that my middle and ring finger pressed directly against her clit, and I relished in the low moan she let out immediately. “Yeah, princess? I think we may be going to hell with you then.”

Zack grunted all of a sudden, and I looked away from what I was doing, just to see Estrella palming his dick print through his jeans. “Fuck,mi Estrella, Maybe don’t do that?”

I smiled when Estrella merely raised a brow. Yet, pleasure lightened across her face, and her mouth popped open marginally as I applied even more pressure to her clit. “Why should I? Are you going to tell me to stop?”

He immediately shook his head. “Never, baby. It’s just…been a minute. That’s all.”

I watched them both with rapt attention as I kept moving my fingers. My voice was guttural when I spoke again. “Kiss him, Estrella. Don’t just sit there looking pretty.”

Zack’s face pinched in pain as she did exactly what she was told, all while continuing to rub him through his jeans. He didn’t fight her or remove her hand from his crotch, and it was then I already knew he was a goner.

May as well add fuel to the fire.

I leant down to whisper in her ear. Given how close we all were, I was sure that Zack could hear me, as well, but he didn’t break their kiss. “Don’t just rub it. Grip it while you rub it. He’s big enough, yeah? Jerk your husband off through his jeans while I rub your perfect pussy.”

She moaned loudly.

I couldn’t have been more grateful we were surrounded by shouting people and metal music than I was in that moment.

I kept talking to both of them. My pressure on her only grow, and I watched as her back arched and her grip on Zack’s length turned almost painful. They were both drunk off their own hornyness. “God, Zack. She’s fucking dripping, man. I bet she’s just aching to have one of our cocks stretching her out. Aren’t you, pretty girl?”

She broke her kiss long enough to answer. “I thought you said I belonged to both of you. Why not both?”

I rewarded that answer of hers by sticking a digit inside of her. I hissed as her pussy sucked me in like a vise grip. The angle of what we were doing helped absolutely nothing, but in general male stupidity, my cock twitched underneath the weight of my own zipper. And as I curled it lightly, she shuddered around me entirely. “Yeah? You want us both stretching you out?”

“God, yes!”

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