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Muscular thighs, pressed between my legs.
Palms pushed against both of my inner thighs, splaying my legs wide
and opening my pussy. My hips rose off the table and a finger slid
down and back up my crevice. My hips rose higher, begging. A moan
and a sob fell from my lips. My hands were pushed harder into the
table.

Hands cupped my buttocks from between my
legs and lifted my hips higher, pushing the plug in my ass right
against my throbbing sex muscle. Another moan left my lips. I was
panting.

Without warning, a tongue, so masterful,
thick, wet, and slightly rough, licked and lapped my nether lips.
The mouth on my pussy, pulled me in, sucking until another moan
left me breathless. The tongue spread me apart, laying me open. A
gentle nip on my clit ignited a thousand flames within my body.

Other hands massaged my breasts, rolling my
sensitive buds between fingers.
Please be Caleb.
Waves of
fire begged to be released inside me, my body trembled with need.
The concentrated sucking and licking on my swollen clit swept me
over the edge. Panting turned into screams and a flood of sensation
carried me away.

My butt was placed back on the table and I
lie there spent, tears wetting the blindfold, my legs still
trembling and splayed open. The room filled with applause.

“If this enthusiasm is any indication, I see
no reason why we shouldn’t have a second course of dessert,” Felipe
said, breaking through the applause in the room.

I’m dessert? Nice of Caleb to make me part
of dinner. Bastard!

I struggled to raise myself, pulling my legs
together and bending my knees up so my ankles hid my swollen sex.
My back remained stuck to the linen cloth. My wrists stayed pinned
to the table over my head.

Caleb’s voice filled my left ear, “It’s your
turn to reciprocate, Kitten.”

What the hell does he mean?

My body was pulled up to sitting. Again, the
plug shifted. A spasm shot through my pussy, making me gasp. My
wrists were loosed, and my hands placed on Kid’s loin cloth. The
blindfold remained in place. His upper body heat reached out to me.
He smelled sweet, but unnatural, as though someone had covered him
in something scented. I preferred the way Caleb smelled.

I moved one hand around to feel Kid’s
position. His knees stuck out in front, his buttocks sat on his
ankles. I slid my hand down his muscled arm to find his wrists had
been tied behind his back. My fingers traced his chest and released
the clamps from his nipples, tossing them away. His heavy exhale
moistened my face.

So, this is what I’m supposed to do?
Perform?!?

I was apprehensive in the extreme. I had
only done this twice before, and only with Caleb. I couldn’t
believe he was going to let me do this –
make
me do this. I
could feel my lip tremble. I could feel the tears waiting in my
throat, but then I thought about Caleb and his night with
Celia.

I remembered my jealousy and my rage. I
wanted Caleb to feel those things. I wanted him to watch me give to
someone else what I felt in my heart had been reserved only for
him. If he cared for me at all, I knew this was a sure way to find
out. I took several deep breaths and prepared myself for what I was
about to do.


I guess you
do
want revenge,”
Ruthless Me, whispered.

You bet your sweet ass, I do.

Kid’s chest pounded beneath my trembling
right hand. His hardness throbbed against my left palm. I slid my
legs underneath me and raised my upper body to meet his. I pressed
my breasts against his chest and his breath caught. My left palm
felt a shift, a thickening, his cock barely contained. I licked his
chest, his nipples, as far up as I could reach on his neck, until
he bent down to me.

Our lips touched ever so gently. The taste
and smell of me lingered in his mouth as his tongue slid between my
lips. I shuddered, and he pressed his chest harder into mine, our
lips taking in each other.

We were only kissing for a few seconds
before my head was snapped back by my hair and Caleb’s voice filled
my head in a growl against my ear, “No kissing on the lips.” He
pinched my buttocks so hard I couldn’t help but cry out.

I jerked into Kid and nearly tipped us both
over. Kid’s strength steadied me. I paused, resting against him,
before I slowly resumed kissing him. I let my mouth travel along
his chest, shoulders, arms, and nipples before making my way up to
his neck. I felt him bending his head down toward me and I pushed
him back with both hands against his chest.

The kissing show is over, buddy!

Kid’s hips rutted against mine, his loin
cloth totally deformed. My arms went around his waist, my fingers
followed the thong of the loin cloth, and my breasts molded against
his belly. It tied in the back, which only took seconds for me to
untie. The thong immediately opened and released his penned-up
cock. My hands felt its throbbing length and width. His balls rest
against the pouch of the loin cloth. I carefully pulled the cloth
away.

We froze.
Am
I really going to do
this?
I couldn’t believe how far I’d come. Over the course of a
few months, I had gone from being afraid of sex, to performing a
sexual act with a stranger in front of an entire room of derelicts.
Kid groaned and pressed his warm cock against my hand in a wordless
plea for me to set him free from his sexual purgatory. How well I
knew the feeling.

Kid sucked in his breath when I kissed the
tip of his cock. He tasted different than Caleb, but it probably
had more to do with the fact he had been prepared. He tasted sweet,
as if someone had covered him in some sort of spicy cinnamon
concoction. It wasn’t unpleasant. I spread a bead of precome with
my lips and tongue and he became both salty and sweet in my mouth.
As I slid my tongue down the length of him, Kid’s body shuddered.
He let out a deep breath and moaned. His hips rocked toward my
mouth.

Is this what you want, Caleb? I hope you’re
watching you son of a bitch. I want you breathless with want. I
want you to see how I please a man. Will that make you want me?

The blindfold made it easy for me to imagine
Caleb in Kid’s place. I imagined hearing his ragged breath in my
ears, his body trembling with desire and need for me. My body
responded, my beaded nipples yearned for attention, and my sex
pulsed to the rhythm of Kid’s thrusting hips.

My lips surrounded the head of Kid’s cock,
and my tongue played with both the underside of its rim and the
slit at the top. Kid panted heavily, his hips thrusting harder,
until his cock slid further into my mouth and my tongue touched it
everywhere. His body stiffened, his breath sucked in, and so did
the breath of the room. For a moment, time suspended. Then, he
moaned.

I made my move. I squeezed my fingers around
his cock low, and pumped him in time with my mouth, drawing him in
and out. He gasped and I heard hands kneading and rubbing his
chest. He thrust into my mouth faster, my mouth sucked, my tongue
stroked, my pussy screamed for its own release. My hips gyrated
against the air, until someone splayed my legs apart and slid a
hand through the back of my thighs, squeezing my nether lips.

It stopped me for a nanosecond, until a
couple fingers found my clit and began rubbing. My hips thrust to
match Kid’s. His cock pulsed, he thrust a final time, and spilled
into my mouth. I milked him dry as waves of heat spun through me. A
palm pressed against my ass, shifting the plug and I screamed with
my lips still around Kid’s cock. The wretched fingers continued
rubbing my swollen clit.

Oh god, Caleb! Yes. Please, keep going.

Wave after wave of sensation touched every
part of my body, but Caleb’s fingers on my clit and his palm
against my ass were relentless. My body heated up again, as did
Kid’s. He heard me, felt my tongue, my breath, and my moans of
ecstasy against his still throbbing cock. His hips thrust a little
more, and I squeezed and sucked a little more, imagining Caleb in
front of me, as well as behind.

Kid moved his cock in and out of my mouth. I
could barely hold it with my hands, he moved so fast and rough.

I rocked against Caleb’s hand, matching
Kid’s rhythm. My breath came quick and hard. I was barely able to
breathe, but I didn’t care. My mouth was full. My ass was full. My
clit was ready to explode. Caleb’s fingers were skilled. They knew
my pussy. I came in a fit of tears.

Chapter
Nineteen

 

There was no applause. Just the sound of
Livvie’s broken sobs and Kid’s muted pants.

Caleb felt…well, he didn’t know how he felt.
He only knew he wanted Livvie. He wanted her close and away from
all the prying eyes around them. Rafiq had not arrived and Caleb
was overwhelmed with anger and regret in addition to an influx of
emotions he had no time to analyze.

“I’m taking her upstairs,” Caleb said,
gathering Livvie’s naked and quivering body into his arms. He
noticed Kid’s eyes, glazed with unshed tears, and harboring a more
than guilty expression. If Caleb didn’t know better, he’d say the
boy was smitten in the worst way. The very idea seemed to incite
his anger and yes, his jealousy. Caleb was teeming with jealousy.
If he didn’t get away from Kid soon, Caleb worried he’d be unable
to control himself.

She kissed him
, he screamed in this
head.

She’ll kiss Vladek, too.

Caleb couldn’t think about it. His thoughts
were too dangerous. His emotions were too raw and logic was quickly
fleeing. Devoid of reason, he could find no cause to keep him from
taking Livvie upstairs and fucking her senseless. He wanted to
scrub every trace of Kid from her body and clear every memory of
him from Livvie’s mind. Caleb wanted her to think only of him, to
be
, with him.

You can’t do it, can you? You can’t let her
go. Find a way, Caleb. Find a way to make Rafiq understand.

Caleb’s thoughts ran wild as he held Livvie
to his chest and walked toward his room. His heart pounded a sharp
tattoo he could visibly see shifting her in his arms.

Once upstairs, Caleb gently placed Livvie
onto his bed. In the short time it had taken him to get to his room
she had somehow managed to sob her way into a kind of sleep. Her
eyes were closed. Every so often, she would take in a deep breath
and her chest shuddered before she exhaled. Caleb looked down at
her sleeping form and wondered what she dreamed about in her
passed-out state of slumber. Her body jerked, twisting her over
onto her back, her nakedness open for the taking. He wanted to take
her. His erection pressed into the zipper of his pants, begging for
release.

He closed his eyes in order to relax, still
standing next to the bed. Her smell permeated his senses, a
fragrance light, musky, and all her own. It had pulled him to her
earlier tonight. Like a sea siren calling to a sailor, her need
compelled him to act. Without thought, he had rolled his sleeves up
and dived in with both hands to quench her thirst.

Mine.

The word was a declaration. It rocked him to
his very foundation. It was a truth he’d kept hidden for far too
long. Caleb didn’t know anything about love, or loving anyone, but
he knew…Livvie, was his. He owned her. He possessed her and he
knew, with everything he was, he couldn’t give her away.

Mine!

Mine!

Mine!

Rafiq will understand. I’ll make him
understand.

Caleb was far from rational. Deep down, he
knew Rafiq wouldn’t understand. He would see it as the deepest
betrayal. He would demand the impossible of Caleb. Rafiq would try
to hurt them both. Caleb pushed those thoughts away.

Before common sense could return, Caleb
gently raised Livvie’s hands and untied her wrists. Livvie sighed,
and Caleb lied down on top of her in time to watch her eyes flutter
open. He stared into her deep, chocolate-colored eyes and saw
himself reflected in their depths as she focused on him. A myriad
of feelings passed through him, jealousy and possessiveness at the
forefront. He needed to make her his: unequivocally and
irreversibly.

Livvie’s expression turned inscrutable. She
lay under Caleb, her arms limp at her sides, her expressive eyes
cold and distant.

Caleb wanted nothing more than to know what
she was thinking, but he was too terrified to ask. The feeling of
terror was foreign and unwanted. The last time he’d felt it, Livvie
was in a house, bleeding, broken, and barely holding on to her
life. He’d been terrified then and he’d barely known her. The way
he felt for her now paled in comparison. He dared not ask what was
in her heart. He knew he couldn’t bear to hear it.

“I can’t stand the smell of him on you,”
Caleb sneered.

Tears sprang to Livvie’s eyes and trailed
down her temples. She closed her eyes and turned her head away from
Caleb.

He put his hand on her face and forced her
to face him.

Don’t ask.

Don’t ask.

Fuck! I’m going to ask.

He needed to know. He needed to know if her
love for him was real. He needed to know hope was not lost and he
could still, against all odds, repair the damage he had done.

“Did you enjoy it?” he asked. He tried not
to make it sound like an accusation, but he knew he fell short.
Livvie raised her hands to her face, covering her eyes and mouth as
she began weeping. Again, Caleb refused to let her hide. He reached
for her hands and pressed them into the bed above her.

“Tell me!” he snapped.

“I don’t know what you want me to say!” she
cried.

“Tell me the truth! Did you like sucking his
dick? Did he eat your pussy better than I do?” Caleb’s thoughts
were suddenly murderous. He had meant to be kind, he had meant to
be gentle, but it just wasn’t his way. He no longer knew what ‘his
way’ was.

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