07

Jezebel turns to look me in the eyes. She cups my face and pulls me into her kiss. Her soft lips are as demanding as she is, taking mine with an intent that makes my body come alive. I sigh when her tongue parts my lips and teases my own.

She pulls me up to stand with her and then takes my lips again. Her hands find the tie of my halter and she unfastens it. As my dress falls to the ground, she runs her hand down my spine in its stead. Her hand glides between my cheeks and her fingers graze against my pussy.

I shiver with excitement under her dominating touch ; my breasts feel heavy, needy, my desire to feel her pools in the thin layer of cloth between my legs. Fuck, why do they pay me for this ? I want her – need to see her naked and feel her against me. Now.

I nearly rip her dress as I tear at it. She giggles as I push it off her shoulders and onto the floor. When I grab her face and drag her lower lip between my teeth, the laughter stops and she starts to get the hint. She looks me in the eyes, I see it – the darkness behind her gaze, the heaviness of her lids. She wants me too.

We get lost in the lust, stripping off the remainder of each other’s clothes until there is nothing left between us but the air I can barely remember to breathe. I pull her to me, clinging to her soft, supple skin as my hands explore every inch I can reach. Together, we fall onto the bed and she lies atop me. Her kisses and touch are so captivating, I find myself forgetting we’re not alone.

Her lips leave mine and I whimper in protest until her mouth finds my nipple. I buck as she sucks it into her mouth and flicks her tongue against the tip. The feeling stirs deep in my core. My heartbeat quickens, as does my breathing. I stroke my hands over her hair, watching her stare me in the eyes and smile as she runs her teeth against the now sensitive peak. A moan escapes me.

As if on cue, her hand moves down my waist and slides between my legs. I widen them to give her easier access and her fingers find my clit. When she tweaks it between her fingers, I let out a sigh of pleasure.

The bed shifts and I look over to find our John lying beside us in only his underwear. He removes them to reveal he is still a bit soft. Looks like there is more work to be done. Lucky me.

Jezebel turns my head back to her as if missing my undivided attention. Her tongue dips into my mouth, and her fingers do something similar to my melting core. I gasp as she starts to tease my g-spot with the tips of her fingers. She smiles against my lips, drinking up my muffled moans of pleasure.

As my mind clouds with my arousal, I realize something. I’m being selfish. I glide my hands over her smooth skin, digging my fingertips into the subtle plumpness of her curves. I move a hand to her stomach and reach down further to my prize. Her warmth covers my fingers in delicious wetness. I want a taste.

My body trembles under her touch, my core melting as her thumb circles my clit and her fingers delve deeper. I’m already close. So close. Her pace never slows, and my legs start to tense, my hips uncontrollably grinding against her hand. She’s going to make me come in record time and embarrass me in front of our new friend.

I ease her hand away from me, wanting to enjoy more of her before I lose myself completely. When her lips leave mine, I make a move to go down and taste her but she pushes me to my back, pinning me. I stare at her as she places one of her legs between mine, lowering her hips until her wet heat is pressed against mine.

Oh. Okay, we’re doing this now. Interesting.

She starts to move her hips and her slick folds slide over mine. The position and minimal friction do little for us, but the exaggerated moans we both let out make it seem like it does. I glance over, and our John is stroking himself furiously as he watches. His eyes trace over her ass as he massages it with his hand.

She leans up, increasing her pace against me. I run my hands up to her perfect breasts and enjoy myself a bit too much as I knead them. I moan loudly and close my eyes. I get carried away for a moment, enjoying the feeling of her pussy on mine when it suddenly stops.

Her hips leave mine quickly, and my eyes snap open. « Did you put on the condom ? » she asks over her shoulder. Yes, time for dick !

He pulls her hip towards him and positions himself behind her. She looks back at him. Her eyes squeeze closed with a smile as he enters her. The ache between my legs is accentuated by my jealousy.

He starts to pump into her from behind, and I focus on her breasts bouncing above me. I watch as he squeezes one in his hand, and I lean up to an elbow and take the other with my mouth. She moans, and my pussy aches harder with need. I suck her nipple, swirling my tongue around the hardened peak. Reaching down, I massage her clit and she wails with delight, making it so much worse for me.

God, this sucks. I keep my shit together the best I can, letting her enjoy herself, trying to wait patiently for my turn. I’m not the one paying, I don’t get to decide who gets dicked.

He starts to move faster, a slapping sound filling the room. Jezebel’s eyes are closed as she screams with a pleasure I’m not sure exists. She looks down at me with a smile and rolls her eyes. I guess that answers my question.

He stops abruptly and pushes her to lie on her back beside me. Yes, finally !

My pussy throbs as I lift my knees up to welcome him, but he surprises me and lies atop her instead. He pushes himself back in and immediately starts pumping away at a ferociously quick pace. She squeals happily, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

I roll over, feeling very confused. There is no space for me to add anything to the … situation. All I can do is watch while they are practically glued to one another, wiggling at a rapid pace, looking like a jackhammering pig in a blanket. What the actual fuck is happening right now ?

This really took a turn. I have no idea what to do, so I sit up awkwardly on my heels and watch as the scene continues. It’s only another awkward minute of hell before he groans and stills. He’s fucking done, and apparently, that means I’m done fucking. Fuck him.

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We redress quickly as he watches us from beneath the sheets, his lazy smile displaying his mood. My main focus is to hide my annoyance and frustration from my expression. The ache of my deprived release is numbed only by how pissed I am.

« Thanks, sweetie. We had a great time, » Jezebel lies.

« Me too, » he says in a growly tone. The bitch. « Thanks again. » I wave to him as we walk out of the door.

I can’t remember the last time I was left this frustrated. Usually, I’d just finish myself off, but for some reason, it didn’t seem appropriate during that clusterfuck of awkward bullshit. I let out an angry breath as we wait for the elevator. When it arrives, we step in and stand in tense silence.

« Did you have fun ? » she asks me after a moment.

I glare at her. « Yeah, until he joined in. » I shift my weight, enjoying the slight graze of my panties over my swollen, neglected pussy. My eyes trace over her body, remembering what it looked like without clothes. I run my hand down her back slowly and say, « We could go back to my place and finish what we started if you want. »

Her mouth twists into an amused smile. « Sorry, sweetie. I don’t fuck without getting paid first. » She takes my hand and removes it from her. The doors open to the lobby as she says, « Why do something for free when you’re good enough to do it for money ? » She winks at me and walks away.

Bitch. I don’t think she’s hot anymore.

Now all I want is some alone time with my vibrator. At least I know he’ll let me get off.

I sneer with my anger and walk off the elevator. Taking a few steps into the lobby, I pull out my phone and text Remy that I’m done. He’s upstairs in his office and he’s my ride tonight. I’m going to be giving him an earful.

« Did you have a good time ? » a voice says to me.

I lift my gaze to find none other than Remy’s business partner. He stands in that little vest that matches his slacks, his sleeves rolled up, his hands tucked into his pockets as he smiles. He can take his sexy salt and pepper ass and fuck right off. « Don’t be cute with me. I’m in a bad mood. »

He laughs. « Oh, you’re so threatening. I’m shaking in my boots. »

I turn to glare at him and he gives me that cute smirk. Not helping. « Seriously. I’m only saying actual words to you right now because you own the place. But, please … » I make a shooing motion with my hand.