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“I don’t care,” I say. “I want to be gaping. I want to be used. I want to earn every fucking penny, so fuck me! Fuck my ass with everything you’ve got!”
What a filthy invitation, and oh, how they use it.
I’m pummelled to all hell by my two clients, using their huge cocks like weapons and stretching my asshole like a torn up tunnel. I might be burning, swollen, pink and bloody, but I’m loving every filthy second.
That’s the truth.
I love it.
I love being the slut that they deserve.
It’s an explosion of epic proportions when they finally reach their peak and come inside me.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
I’m surprised I can brave the pain of the aftermath when they pull out and help me to lie down.
“Are you alright?” Eric asks me with a look of genuine concern on his face, but I’m smiling through the high.
“Yes, thank you. I’ll survive. And if I don’t, what a way to go.”
“Please, don’t even think of being fatalistic.” Eric laughs. “We’re hoping to book you for at least a million more proposals before you pass away.”
It takes me a few minutes to recover enough to risk even the slightest bit of movement, but I do ok when I face it – with help from Eric and Jack, of course. Such gentlemen. They make sure I’m up and steady before letting me stand on my own two feet.
“There,” I say. “I’ll survive. No big deal.”
Jack smirks at that. “Is that a challenge for us to fuck you harder next time?”
I wink. “Maybe. Let’s see, shall we?”
We down the rest of the bottle of champagne in the afterglow, but I don’t stay long – giving them a kiss and a hug, and a see you again before I waddle away on my stilettos, clenching my teeth against the pain. I have to lower myself into the cab so slowly that the driver gives me a tut and a shake of the head, but that’s tough. I’ll throw him a tip as a bonus.
My five-star review has already landed when the cab turns the corner towards Belgravia. I get a glow of pride as I read Eric’s words.
Incredible. Just incredible. This girl is the finest in the business, and her ass was a dirty flower from heaven. Such a pleasure to tear up and leave her gaping.
Holly, you are a vixen, a tease, a wanton whore, and our dream girl.
We’re so happy you make our perfect duo a filthy trio in the most needily filthy of ways.
I get a notification on my banking app when the payment comes in, and find that Eric and Jack have given me an extra thousand pounds as a bonus. I get another bout of flutters as I see the balance. So many emotions.
Pride. Lust. Pain. Happiness. Gratitude.
Love – for my job.
But not morning after syndrome.
My true love is waiting back home for me.
I look up at the Belgravia towers when they come into view, and the butterflies fluttering inside me this time feel greater than ever before.
I can’t wait to tell Josh what I’ve been up to and take advantage of the aftermath. We’ll be playing right the way through until dawn.
And I wouldn’t put it past my filthy boyfriend to actually have a dessert spoon waiting.
Chapter Twenty-Five
