Page 17 of Room Twenty-Four: Under Their Hands

Drowning in her taste and smell, I lick and guzzle her. Seth drags his dick in and out of her lips and they’re already swollen red. Bruno tugs and pulls at her nipples, playing with them lazily as I lick, suck and nip at her clit and pussy.

Her hips push up and before long, she’s tightening around my tongue, whining with Seth’s dick in her mouth. I shove two fingers roughly up her slick hole as he drags out and pushes in hard, pushing her head back. She screams but it’s muffled with dick in her mouth and I groan, drinking down her juices as she orgasms, her body almost bending in half as she lets loose, her essence coating my tongue and dripping down my chin.

“Fuck her, Marco,” Bruno growls and I stand up, my dick so hard that it feels like I could punch a hole in my boxers. I strip down and yank hard on my aching cock, lining it up with her slit and roughly hauling her up to me. Seth’s dick pops out but he follows and shoves it right back in her red lips.

He roughly fucks her mouth and I slam inside her wet, hot pussy. “Oh my fuck! She’s so fucking tight and wet.” I ram her hard and fast and her body is pushed harder up the bed and into Seth. He groans and moans as she takes him deeper into her mouth.

I slam into her and drive so hard that I swear I can feel the end of her tight channel. It only takes two more pumps and I still, hitting as deep as I can go inside her, feeling her pussy flutter around me and suck my steel-hard length dry. Jerking, I fall across her shuddering body and huff out a shaky breath.

“Perfect,” I breathe, rolling clear of her.

Bruno stalks over and with no preamble at all, he plunges inside of her. I help hold her in place and Seth grunts one more time before he finally falls apart, groaning as she greedily drinks him down, a little trickle at the side of her mouth the only drops that she lets escape.

Hard and fast is the only way Bruno knows and he grunts once, twice, three times and then rolls her over roughly, slapping her ass and running a thumb around her pretty rosette.

“One of these days, I’m gonna fuck this pretty hole too, baby girl. And you’re gonna love it.” He slams her hard and fast and his hand slaps down on her pink cheeks over and over as he thrusts until she throws her head back, screaming, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. He growls and then jerks out of her fluttering pussy and sprays his cum across her reddened cheeks, massaging it in, kneading it until her eyes flutter closed and she falls quiet.

I lean over her and smirk. “That red ass of yours looks so damn pretty covered with Bruno’s cum.”

But she doesn’t respond and just smiles coyly.

“This won’t be the last time, baby girl. But let’s get you home so you can rest up. I’m sure you could use a good nap.”

She giggles and we carefully help her dress and then lead her out of the club and settle her in our car to take her home. She falls asleep on Bruno’s broad chest and we all look at her, then each other.

Nodding at Bruno, I sigh. “Yep. She’s the one.”

We’ve found our future. Now all we have to do is convince her that we’ll take care of her for the rest of our lives. That she deserves all of this. And we deserve her.

CHAPTER10

Seth

Icheck out the video and growl under my breath. I can barely see him there but I know it’s him. The cameras that we had set up were too far apart and it’s like the dick knew that they were there.

Marco stalks in the room. “Well? Do we have him?”

“Not yet. I swear he knew where all the damn cameras were at and he managed to keep himself out of every good shot.”

“Dammit! I want his ass. If he’s the one that’s been stealing inventory and selling it on the fucking side, I want his ass. I don’t care who his dad is. His dad would have told him, you don’t fuck over the family.”

“I know. I think it’s him. It looks like the suit he was wearing but he’s got a fucking overcoat over it.”

“I can’t believe he’s that smart.”

“He’s not. It’s just luck. Motherfucker.”

I run the video, sure that I’m missing something. I can see a car in the video and it’s the guy he was meeting. But I can’t tell who he is either.

I narrow my eyes and move closer, positive that I’m missing something that I’ve seen before.

“Who is this guy? I swear I know the way he walks. It’s really distinctive.”

“I don’t know.” Marco looks closer and he groans. “I’m not seeing anything I recognize.”

“Hmmm. I might have seen him when you weren’t with me.” But that doesn’t leave much time. I’m usually pretty close to the boss.

Marco grips my shoulder. “On another note. How did you feel with our little dove the other night?”

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