Page 51 of Reconciling the Consequences

“Oh fuck,” she cried out. She tried to brace her forearms on the table and use the friction against the wooden top to keep herself in place, but her cast got in the way, making her slip.

“Stay down,” he snapped. Then his heavy hand came down between her shoulder blades and shoved her upper body against the smooth wood table.

Her clamped nipples crashed onto the cool wood. She hissed as pain lanced through her tits and sent a roaring current straight to her cunt.

Derrick’s hand held her in place while he set a brutal pace with his hips.

Her world dimmed around her, narrowed down to just the two of them. Just the slapping of his hips against hers. The sounds of skin on skin, smacking with the sheer force of his thrusts. The squelching sound of her pussy quivering around his cock. Her labored pants as he pushed the breath from her lungs with every slam of his hips.

She cried out loudly as her orgasm tore through her. Her walls clamped down on his cock, milking him. Her body shuddered beneath his, and still Derrick continued to pound her pussy.

“Such a good cock slut.” Derrick growled into her ear. He leaned over her and wrapped a hand around her jaw. He pulled her head back and devoured her mouth with his. His tongue twisted against hers and claimed every bit for himself.

She was limp and helpless as she gave herself over to him completely. When her body collapsed bonelessly against the table, Derrick broke the kiss. “Good girl,” he murmured before he pressed a chaste kiss to the tip of her nose.

A moment later he pulled out and came with a loud groan, shooting his load all over her back and ass.

She could only lay there, cum splattering against her skin.

She heard the click of a camera shutter and groaned.

“Such a dirty, messy slut.” Kevin’s voice came from behind her.

A faint smile pulled at her lips, and she struggled to stand up. “Can you clean me up?” she asked softly. Her voice was hoarse, her throat dry.

“Nuh-uh.” Kevin chuckled darkly, still behind her. She heard another click.

Her heart fluttered. She trusted him. She knew he would never ever show anyone those photos, but she couldn’t deny the fear and heat that flared through her at the thought of her boys having dirty pictures of her to look at later.

“Please, sir.” She tried again.

Johnny’s deep rumbling voice answered from her right. “No slut. Tonight, you will stay as dirty as we please untilwe decideyou can clean up.”

Kara turned her head to the right to see him with a length of rope in his hands. Her eyes widened. They had talked about bondage before. Her guys generally restrained her hands and arms during sex with their own hands. They hadn’t brought toys into this yet, not like they were tonight. The clamps, the chain between them. Now the rope.

She opened her mouth to say something—she wasn’t sure what—when Johnny cut her off. “Safe word, slut.”

She blinked at him in confusion, her mind slow to follow.

“Kara,” he stated, a small frown on his face.

“Green. So green,” she replied.

He eyed her carefully. “And to stop?” he asked, stepping toward her.

She frowned. Why is he making me think right now? “Red,” she mumbled and finally pushed off the table.

She stood up, feeling Derrick’s cum sliding down her back.

Johnny stalked toward her. The length of rope dangled from his hand.

She stood frozen, like a deer in the headlights, watching her predator stalk toward her. Because that’s exactly what Johnny was: a predator. The deadliest kind. His blue eyes narrowed as he stood before her.

“Any last words before we stuff that mouth full for the rest of the night?” His voice was deep and commanding.

She licked her lips slowly, enjoying the fact that his intense gaze traced the slow, sensual swipe of her tongue.

She startled when a hand slid down her back, through the mess of cum on her skin. She looked over her shoulder to see Kevin there, a wicked grin on his lips. His deep brown eyes sparkled with mischief. “You going to behave tonight, or are we going to have to punish you?” He quirked an eyebrow at her.

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