Page 64 of He Who Sleeps

Before the seven, sex was something that happened, but now, it was a thing, it was everything because they wanted it, and she wanted to please them. She was constantly horny, and had been since that first weekend, her body always alive and alight and needing, but now, now it was getting what it wanted, and she couldn’t get enough.

Gripping his hips, she slipped her lips around him, tasting them both as she laved and sucked his generous length.

"Fuck," he breathed, his eyelids fluttering closed before he forced them open to watch her. "You're so fucking good at that."

“I aim to please, Finn.” She grinned up at him and licked him again. “Apparently I have always been good at giving head.” She slipped him back into her mouth, relaxing her throat as she took him deeper.

"I don't want to imagine you doing this to anyone before us," he growled darkly, a hand fisting in her hair. "And if we haven't fucked you often or hard enough to erase any memory of other guys, then we need to step it up."

She pulled off him again. Looking up, she closed her eyes at how he tugged her hair. “I haven’t thought of them in a long, long time,” she said honestly. “They were my awkward past; you and the guys are my future, Finn...the only thing that matters to me.”

"Good. Now go bend over your desk out there and show me that pretty pussy of yours. I want to rail it." He let go of her hair and gestured to the door leading out into the gallery. Luckily the blinds were still down since she'd never gotten around to opening for the day, but there were gaps in them that passersby could see through if they stopped and pressed their faces to the glass.

Possibly being found out was a turn on she realized as she sauntered to the desk and bent at the waist, opening her legs just a little, and angled her hips so he could see just what she was working with. Looking over her shoulder she grinned. “Like this?” Gods, she felt powerful, and sexy and wanted so badly just to please him. What would it have been like to just meet this man, if the world was different? Well, if the world was different, she wouldn’t have the other six then, would she?

"Stay right there. The guys need to see this." He grabbed his phone from Lorne's desk and snapped a photo to send to the others. "God, you're fucking sexy. Cum dripping down your thighs and still desperate for more." Tossing the phone back onto the desk, he kicked his trousers all the way off and stalked toward her.

The idea they would all see her like that... Lord, she loved it. She shuddered and bit her bottom lip, the cool air in the showroom giving her a shiver as it passed over her wet thighs.

"I love that you're so fucking needy for us," he told her, coming up behind her and wasting no time fitting his cock to her entrance and sliding in. "But after this I'm going to need a small break. I'm looking forward to watching you sitting here in nothing but your stockings and my cum writing emails like you're not our dirty little princess on the desk I just fucked you on."

She shuddered and squeezed him from the inside. These games with him... Her phone rang, and she reached down into her bag, grabbing it, and set it on the table. “Kendrix,” she said on a moan. “Should I answer?”

"Of course," he laughed, thrusting into her hard enough that she almost knocked it off the desk trying to answer it.

She hit the button and moaned. “Oh fuck...”

“Listen to those sweet cries,” he said. “Dirty little slut getting railed at work.”

She moaned again. “It’s so good...”

“Of course it is...little cumslut. I am about to go into surgery and you send that photo...”

Her phone vibrated and she looked. “Mm... Leo is calling, too...video...”

“I want video. Go give him a show,” Rix said. “See you soon, baby.”

She switched over to see Leo, eyes starry in the video.

"You started without me?" he grumbled. "Rude." He set his phone back so she could see where he was sitting and the fact he already had his pierced dick out and was stroking it. "So fucking hot."

“Fuck...” she moaned and pushed back at Finn. “Finn’s been taking care of me all morning....” She licked her lips. “Is that for me?” She gasped as Finner fucked her harder.

"It's always for you," Leo groaned, eyes fixed on his screen. "Always and forever, cupcake. Any time and any place you want it. Fuck..." In the tiny thumbnail picture of herself, she could see Finn behind her grinning devilishly as he pounded her.

"Hey, Leo, you fucked her ass yet?" he asked and Leo groaned again, picking up the pace at which he was stroking his cock.

"Not yet. Why? You gonna get it ready for me?"

"Maybe. It's so tight...so perfect...so virgin. I might just thoroughly defile it myself."

"And what do you think of that, cupcake?" Leo asked her.

Anal was not anything she had ever wanted before, but for her seven? Nothing was off limits, and she knew they would make it so good for her. “Anything you want... I’m yours...” she moaned and bit her bottom lip again as Finn took her harder. “Oh fuck...I’m going to come..”

"What do you reckon, Leo?" Finn smirked at the camera. "Should I let her come?"

"Nah, I'm not quite there yet," Leo smirked right back. "Pull out. Let her cool down a little." Finn burst out laughing, but he did as Leo suggested, leaving her squirming on the desk, a hot, horny, dissatisfied mess.

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