Page 58 of Empire of Carnage
She screamed out with my next thrust, this time her gaze moving to Mateo’s dark stare.
He hadn’t moved at all, leaning against the wall with one foot supporting him and his arms crossed over his chest. Their eyes locked, an intimate moment between them while I continued to pound into her over and over again.
“What did he tell you would happen?” Kane asked her, his voice laced with darkness.
She moaned and writhed against my cock every time I slowed up my movements to torture her further. Her cunt dripped down onto my pants, the wet sounds of us joining together filled the air along with her screams.
“Answer him,” I hissed in her ear bringing my hand down to her ass with a hard clap.
A sound erupted from deep inside her chest, confirming just how much she still liked that.
“He said,” she cried out with my next thrust, a hand slipping from my grasp that reached between her legs to get herself closer to relief, “he was going to punish me.”
“And that means you don’t get to come yet.” I slapped her hand out from within her dress and she whined, backing into me to feel the full length of my cock deeper inside her.
Mateo let out an unhinged laugh, finally kicking off the wall and walking towards us. He leaned his head to the side, that manic twinkle in his eye I recognized so well.
“Maybe we should stuff her full of our cum, have Santos come in here and do the same before we send her off to her meeting. Then she can think about what she’s done while we drip down her legs,” Mateo threatened, her eyes jerking to the side to glance at him and she groaned again at the feeling of me pulling her by her wrists to lift her chest higher into the air.
“Fuck,” she cried out, getting closer to the edge.
It was a nice threat, but not one we could deliver on. Not when she was already squeezing my cock with a vice grip kind of hold. She’d be coming undone soon enough regardless of whatever I said to try to keep her from it.
“I think she likes the sound of that.” I lifted her from the counter so I could see the lust-drunk look on her face in the mirror.
“I thought you were supposed to be in my corner,” she reminded him through labored pants just as he reached for his zipper.
He smirked.
“You let him put his hands on you, Sunshine.” His voice was low and husky, a dangerous promise hiding behind it.
I moved faster now—in and out—finding myself getting closer to my climax with each pump, my balls drawing up higher as I fought for my release.
“He’s the president,” she said. “I have to be civil.”
Her eyes found mine again in the mirror’s reflection. Her erotic sounds echoing repeatedly became the urgent catalyst to my orgasm, forcing my cum to spill out inside her with one final thrust of my hips.
I pulled out slowly, ignoring her desperate pleas as she attempted to push herself back onto my cock.
“He’s the president, but you’re the queen. I told you this was punishment,” I whispered in her ear before pulling her away from the counter and turning her to face me.
“I’m not gonna lie, you’re making it damn hard to not want to do that again if this is my punishment.”
Mateo yanked her by the hair, pulling her to him with a swift move that had her gasping once her ass slammed against his cock, hard and ready for her.
“Then we’ll just have to keep teaching this lesson to you, won’t we sunshine?” he asked her.
“Yes!” She cried out, as he entered her.
I had the perfect show watching the mirror, watching him plow into her while he held onto her wrists. It was hotter than I ever thought possible, watching someone else have their way with her. And for some reason all I could think about was why it took me so long to be okay with it.
“Clean me up,” I said, turning to face her, her head level with my cock as he kept her folded halfway.
She wet her lips before parting them and swirling her tongue around the purple head of my cock. She lowered her head, taking me further into her mouth and sucking with a vacuum-like force. I removed myself from her mouth, putting my dick back into my pants and ignoring the wet spot before I turned back towards the door to tag my best friend in.
The scowl on his face when I pushed open the bathroom door let me know he understood exactly what was happening inside and was feeling pissed about being left out. I tapped him on the shoulder and gave him a nod to let him know it was his turn, his eyebrows softened, and he pushed his way inside, leaving me to guard the way.
I leaned against the wall, arms crossed at my chest while I listened to my two best friends fuck the only woman I ever loved.
