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  I would make them do what I wanted; it was only a matter of time.

  I eased my way back down, lying on my back and spreading my legs as wide as they would go as an open invitation for them to do what they pleased. They both started to massage my feet, which made me gasp and arch my back. I was not expecting to feel that much intensity from them touching me. My own hands did wonders, but theirs was a feeling like no other, leaving a trail of heat in the awakening of my body to their movements. The want, lust, and passion for me was burning off of them and radiating into my soul.

  They moved simultaneously together, it was if they didn’t need to communicate any words between each other to know what we all wanted; moving in sync up my thighs to my calves kneading and rubbing their way toward my happy ending.

  I silently repeated “please don’t stop” in my head over and over again, afraid that if I said it out loud they would stop just to torture me. The touch of their hands continued to caress my limbs and it ignited my nerve endings to a smoldering fire.

  JJ moved in between my legs and Mika came to my side. He began to caress my breasts in soft, but demanding touches, the gel making it effortlessly easy for him to slide up and down from my breasts to the sides of my stomach.

  “Your cunt wants to be touched doesn’t it, Lilith; I can see your clit just poking its nub out, wanting to be touched and licked,” JJ huskily taunted.

  “I want my cock in the back of your throat, Angel.” Mika moved on top of me in the sixty-nine position holding himself up and roughly pushed his dick right to the back of my throat and I greedily took every last inch of it. He pushed in and out, pumping in fast, hard strokes, and I kept up the pace as firm as I could, making my mouth a vice for him.

  Mika lowered himself on to his elbows, never letting up thrusting himself into my mouth. I moaned at what I assumed he was about to do, it caught me off guard when I felt him lean his weight toward his left side and what I assumed to be his right palm push down on my lower abdomen.

  “I’m going to fuck your pussy with my hand, Lilith, and you are going to come all over it. You’re going to come so hard that your body is going to shake and I’m not going to let up. I am going to keep fucking you,” JJ groaned as two of his fingers readily eased into me. I felt his index and pinky finger on my ass in a rock-star gesture; Mika pushed my lower abdomen harder and JJ started to pump his fingers up and down.

  I moaned as loud and blatant as I possibly could with a dick in my mouth and it vibrated Mika’s shaft. I had never been finger fucked like that before. Mika continued to push on my lower abdomen as JJ rapidly moved his fingers in an up and down motion keeping his fingers inside the entire time.

  It was only a matter of minutes before my body was convulsing, contracting, and shaking, which made Mika thrust in and out of my mouth even harder and faster. It was an overload of emotions and sensations. I could physically feel my pussy pushing JJ’s fingers out, Mika pushed a little deeper and JJ went firmer and quicker. Until he finally removed his fingers on his own and I came with such force that my entire body quivered and trembled.

  I had no control over it, I shuddered and shook and JJ pushed his fingers back in and they repeated the process. I continued to suck Mika’s dick as best as I could, but it got to the point where he just had to remove himself from my mouth and sit beside me to hold my body down as I writhed and moaned. They repetitively assaulted my g-spot, never changing their techniques.

  “Jesus, Angel, the mattress is soaked. You’re such a dirty girl. Get on your knees, put that beautiful ass in the air, and lick all your juices off the bed.” I stood on wobbly knees and seductively brought my face to the mattress and licked as much of myself as I could, enjoying the taste and flavor that was uniquely mine.

  I glided toward JJ and slid my way up his body, the gel making it naturally easy. Mika came up from behind and pushed my breasts into his dick, cupping them and making JJ jerk forward and backward in between them. I lavished in the feel of his cock between my cleavage. JJ lay down, taking me with him and I pursued my mission of sliding up and down his body, while Mika rubbed up and down my body with his hands. I got to JJ’s mouth and fervently kissed him, making sure that he could taste me with every stroke of my tongue. He groaned.

  Mika kissed his way up my back while he began playing with the pucker of my ass making slow tortuous circles. I grabbed the back of Mika’s head and hastily pulled him toward JJ’s face. I moved fast knowing that if I didn’t, they would both resist. The second Mika’s mouth touched ours we all groaned in unison. I was the first to make my tongue available and they quickly followed. We all kissed with hunger and craving for more. The feeling of having all lips tangled within each other enhanced every single response from my sex. I wanted and needed more.

  I slowly and determinedly moved my face away to watch the naughtiness before me. JJ and Mika did not stop passionately kissing each other. It only added to my yearning. I watched as they roughly shoved their tongues in each other’s mouths, not caring about the taboo of it all. I know it was the ecstasy that had worked its magic and they were so caught up in the tangle of the drug that they weren’t aware that I wasn’t a part of their three-way at the moment. The visual and the aroma of them captivated me, I hadn’t realized that I was finger fucking myself until an unexpected orgasm crept its way from my body and I brazenly moaned.

  The sound broke the zealous fervor of them kissing and they opened their eyes to watch me come apart.

  “Angel, no one said you could come yet, little girl,” Mika growled.

  “Well…you also said you wouldn’t touch JJ and look how that turned out,” I taunted, slightly panting.

  They shook their heads, silently agreeing with what I had just reminded them. “Come here, Lilith,” JJ urgently demanded.

  I made my way over to JJ and straddled his thighs, as Mika came up from behind me to play with the pucker of my anus. I bent forward to lavishly kiss JJ, and stroke his cock with my hand in a twirling motion. He grunted and began to make torturous circles around my clit, making the nub peak out once again. Mika’s tongue licked my anus with abandonment and the purpose of creating lubrication for what was to come.

  I had three-ways before, but this was the first time that I would take both men in each hole. Mika pushed two fingers into the dampness of my pussy, going straight for my g-spot, while his other hand pushed two fingers into my anus. JJ never let up on baiting my clit. The raw uninhibited craving to want to come again hit me like a ton of bricks, and before my core contracted, JJ and Mika both shoved their cocks into each hole making me scream out in nirvana.

  Both men grunted “fuck” at the same time and I inaudibly agreed. We were quiet and still, relinquishing our bodies to the poetry we had created in our movements. I felt full, whole, and complete, as if my body was made for this. I was put on earth for this reason and this reason alone, to experience all the carnality that I could gather in one lifetime. JJ slowly but purposely moved my hips, and Mika gently guided himself out and back in.

  “Jesus…I promised you that I would fuck your ass, Angel, but never in my wildest dreams did I think you would feel like this. Tell me, tell me how much you love my cock in your ass,” he lured; his voice full of lust and want.

  “Oh God, please don’t stop. I want it harder. I want you and JJ to fuck me harder and faster. Please…ahhh…yes…yes…just like that,” I praised as they both fucked me at the same time and pace.

  They both moved in and out of me, and I exalted in being the center of attention, they were rough but I wanted it rough. I wanted them to brand me, to make me theirs even if it was just for the night. I craved being owned, for someone to etch their way into my skin, through my bloodstream, and leave nothing more than destruction in its wake.

  “You love it don’t you, Lilith; you love having your ass and your cunt fucked at the same time,” JJ grunted.

  “You will never be the same after this…every time you touch yourself or you’re with another person
you will come thinking about this exact moment. Where you felt completely satisfied.”

  They continued their assault on my most sacred parts until I could feel their cocks getting thicker and harder, and it made my pussy pulsate and grip even tighter. Mika caressed my breasts and pinched my nipples and JJ began teasing my clit. My head fell back on Mika’s shoulder and he nipped and sucked my neck, while saying dirty and lascivious things that pushed me closer to the edge.

  I don’t know how long we fucked each other with a relinquishment of everything around us. The room smelled of sex and lust. The familiar response of wanting to come made its way down to my pussy and I began to completely come apart. I couldn’t believe how many times I had already come, but my body still wanted more. All of our breathing and panting correlated. We were moments away from coming apart together, as one. It took a few more thrusts, grunts, and groans, and we all came at the exact same time and my body greedily accepted all of their juices.

  We fell on top of each other’s sweaty, slicked bodies.

  All it took was one look from each of us and we did it all over again.

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  The next morning, or should I say afternoon, I was the first to wake up. I was pleased to see that both men were lying toward the end of the bed and we weren’t in some pathetic cuddling position. My body was sticky and felt nasty so I decided to take a shower before hightailing it the hell out of there. I changed into a white button down shirt from Mika’s closet and a pair of his boxers. I had a cab waiting for me downstairs. I tiptoed out into the bedroom, and to my surprise, they weren’t where I left them. I made my way toward the living room and they were both sitting out on the balcony, drinking what looked like coffee.

  Mika caught my stare. “Nice shirt,” he stated, pointing to it.

  “I guess you just decided that you were going to leave without so much as a goodbye, huh. Were you at least going to leave a thank you note, Angel? Should we be hurt?”

  “I don’t do mornings, Mika, I think you would be aware of that. It’s too cutesy for me. I’m more of a hit it and quit it kind of a girl,” I goaded, walking out toward them.

  “Care to enlighten me on when you guys became so chummy?” I announced.

  “It could have been last night when we fucked you…or maybe a few years ago when we went to college together, or maybe before that when we grew up together,” JJ responded, making Mika laugh.

  “You guys played me,” I exclaimed, trying to control the anger that suddenly flooded me.

  “Not exactly, I told you we were meeting a friend. Meet my friend Mika,” he answered with a smirk that I immediately wanted to slap off his face.

  “Oh come on, Angel…don’t be upset. It’s not like you didn’t give it up to us over and over and over again,” he taunted with a sexy smile.

  “Fuck you.”

  He placed his hand on his chest, feigning hurt and pulled a check out of his pocket. “I guess you don’t want this then,” he said, placing it on the table.

  I hadn’t ever seen so many zeros follow the number one before.

  It was that second that I realized I didn’t have to share what I just made.

  It was all mine.

  I grinned, grabbed the check, and got the fuck out of there.

  Chapter 14

  A few months later, Madam and I sat at lunch.

  “Darling, I will be canceling all dates and appointments until further notice.”

  “What, why?” I questioned.

  “Have you not seen the news or heard about the epidemic of AIDS and HIV? I need to get all the VIPs tested, along with the clients. I’m also adding mandatory testing to the new clients. It’s going to take a while considering the test has just now hit the market, but I’m sure I’ll be able to get a hold of it before the public. I have people on it right now,” she explained as she drank her $2,000 champagne.

  “I have listened to the news and it’s affecting drug addicts and homosexuals. I highly doubt our society of clients will be affected. What if I don’t want to stop?” I argued, refusing to take my eyes off hers.

  She turned to look behind her and then turned back to face me. “Excuse me? I’m sorry, were you just talking to me like that or is there someone behind me that I am not aware of?”

  I rolled my eyes at her dramatics. “I think this idea is absolutely ridiculous. What you’re saying is that I will not be making money and neither will the other girls. Don’t you think it’s about time that you let us control what we do with our pussies? It would give you the time to do whatever the fuck you do.”

  She looked at her nail polish and then at her nails, I could sense that she was considering what she was about to say.

  She smirked. “Go home and get dressed, wear your Valentino mid knee length black dress, and red heels. I will pick you up at nine,” she asserted, leaving cash on the table and walking away.

  I showered and got dressed in a dark maroon, tight silk blouse, with a low lying v-cut neckline; a black pencil skirt that had a slit up my right thigh, and black knee high boots. I kept myself busy doing a few lines of cocaine as I waited for Madam to arrive. Concierge rang, informing me that a white stretch limo was waiting for me downstairs. I was greeted with a glass of champagne from the driver that I gladly accepted. Madam was on the phone when I entered the limo and she raised an eyebrow, questioning my outfit when she saw me; I smiled in return.

  “Ciao, bella,” she said into the phone as she hung up.

  “The boots are a little much, don’t you think?” She examined my wardrobe, tilting her head to the side.

  “Not at all,” I replied with a satisfied grin. “Where are we going?”

  She smirked and before she could answer, the limo phone rang and she remained on it for the duration of our ride. Twenty-five minutes later, we arrived at our location. I enjoyed almost a half of bottle of champagne on my own, the cocaine allowing the leniency to do so. The car came to a complete stop and Madam opened the door.

  “Get out,” she hissed.

  I looked at her confused and stepped out of the vehicle expecting her to follow me as I got out, but the limo left as soon as I closed the door.

  “What the fuck?” I whispered to myself.

  I took in my surroundings and the street signs indicated that I was on 79th and Biscayne Blvd. It was dark, dingy, and dirty. I started to feel anxious and nervous; I had never been to that part of town. Women, from what I could only assume were hookers, were everywhere. They were on the street corners and by the intersection. Some were in groups and others were completely alone. They were dressed in trashy lingerie that left very little to the imagination.

  I gradually felt the panic that started to arise from the pit of my stomach. I didn’t have a dollar on me and from what I gathered standing there for the last ten minutes; cabs didn’t bother to come to this part of town. I took a deep breath and started to walk my happy ass toward the next gas station, which seemed to be miles away, and my poor choice of five-inch stilettos weren’t exactly accommodating. I could see him from the corner of my eye; a man had been eyeing me since the second I got out of the limo. I was tired of this cat and mouse game he appeared to be playing and I spun quickly around to face him, catching him off guard.

  “What?” I shouted, annoyed at his blatant gawking.

  He cocked his head to the side. “You lost, Little Red Riding Hood? Off to grandma’s you go?” he mocked in a suggestive tone that disgusted me.

  “What the fuck is it to you what I’m doing? Mind your own goddamn business, unless asked for an opinion, asshole! Women don’t like men who talk,” I stated, turning around, but he caught my arm before I could take the next step.

  “Who the fuck do you think you are, little girl? I own this corner and since you’re standing on it, guess what, princess? I own you too,” he seethed in my ear.

  “Fuck. You!” I shouted spitting in his face.

  “You little cunt!” he sneered as he pulled my hair back to expose my
neck, he slowly took his tongue and licked from my collarbone to my chin and all I wanted to do was throw up in my mouth. “You’re mine now.”

  He started to drag me toward a dark alley, covering my mouth so I wasn’t able to scream. A strange and unfamiliar feeling coursed through my body. I knew it couldn’t have been fear- I don’t fear anything- but it was something similar to it.

  A car approached us and I silently prayed that it was a police officer.

  “Miguel!” a man shouted from the driver’s side of the vehicle.

  He completely stopped and I could feel his elaborate heartbeat on my back.

  The man got out of the vehicle and Miguel released me. I was about to take off running but watched as he right hooked Miguel in the face, making him fall to the ground and groan.

  “I have told you time and time again to keep your fucking dick in your pants. Get yourself cleaned up and go home. You’re done for the night,” he growled through gritted teeth.

  “Get in,” he demanded once he turned to face me.

  I didn’t have much of a choice at that point, so I got in the car.

  I put my seatbelt on as I waited for him to do the same and then we drove off.

  “Ocean Drive please,” I requested, thankful for the rescue.

  He nodded. “What are you doing in this part of town?”

  “Being punished,” I blatantly said, knowing it was the truth.

  We rode in silence for the next ten minutes and when he didn’t take the turn needed to get to South Beach, I realized that my punishment wasn’t over.

  I hesitated. “Where are we going?”

  He smiled but didn’t answer. We came to a red light and I quickly tried to open the door to get out and it wouldn’t budge. The fucking door was on child lock. I screamed in frustration.

  “Please...don’t do this. I have money; I have lots of money. If you take me home, I will give it all to you,” I unashamedly begged.

  “I have money, I don’t need any more.”