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“I’ll buy you more.” She ripped her lips from mine, trailing slipping kisses and bites down my jawline, neck, and stopping at my breasts. Her hand kneaded my left while her mouth bit and teased my right, pulling my piercing between her teeth.

Sex was already hot, but the foreplay before the orgasm was mind-boggling. If I didn’t hate edging, I could have Vesper’s mouth on me for hours, nipping and biting before I ever came. She pushed me towards the hood of her Escalade, and she must love me because Black Dahlia was her baby. She would kill for this car, and now she was about to devour me on top of it.

Vesper unbuttoned my leather pants, tugging the tight fabric down my legs before picking me up and placing me on the edge of her car. I wiggled against the slick steel to get comfortable, leaning back so I could watch her. I was at the perfect height for my pussy to be in her face. She looped her fingers into my thong and dragged the damp fabric down my thighs, putting them in her pocket. I was now naked in the clubhouse garage, and at the mercy of Vesper. Anybody could walk in on us, and that made me more delirious with lust.

“Dios mios,” Vesper cursed. “Mira este bonito coño.” She bit my inner thigh. “Eres una mariposa perfecta. Tan malditamente hermosa.” You are perfect, butterfly. So goddamn beautiful.

“Eres perfecto, Vesper. Por favor. Te necesito.” My Spanish was a little rusty.

“You're pretty when you beg, mariposa,” I groaned, moving my hips so she would get the message. I loved being cute with her and speaking her native tongue, but goddamn I wanted her tongue devouring me.

Her mouth finally crashed against my pussy, and she moaned against me, the vibrations hitting my clit and making me arch my back. To say it was impossible to make me come this quick would be a lie. Vesper’s mouth was seriously skilled, and I was too damn horny to hold off. She wrapped her arms around my thighs, holding me down against the car as she ate. And goddamn, did she know how to eat. I had three women who knew how to use their mouths, fingers, and toys to get me off. My pussy was going to run away with how much pleasure I would receive, but fuck, I wasn’t complaining…yet.

She edged me closer…closer…and then she stopped. “Vesper!” I groaned.

“Beg, mariposa. I want to hear how needy my beautiful girl is.”

“Please, fuck me Daddy,” I hissed through gritted teeth. I knew I was being a brat and that wasn’t what she wanted, but I was so close to my orgasm. When I said edging pissed me off, I wasn’t lying. “Stop fucking teasing me and fuck me like the needy girl I am. I need you.”

Her tongue speared into my pussy, jutting into my entrance and bringing me to the edge again. Only she let me tumble to the sweet abyss of pleasure. Vesper licked me from clit, to center, and back again before pulling my swollen clit between her teeth.

“Fuck, Daddy!”

The garage door opened, and we both looked to the door to see Mal standing there. Their arms were crossed over their chest and they didn’t look too pleased. I might’ve forgotten that the garage had shitty insulation.

Vesper didn’t stop until my back was arching and another scream escaped my lips. “Oh, fuck. Fuck, V—Daddy!” I collapsed onto the hood of her Escalade as she crawled up my body and captured my lips.

“Naughty girl.”

I glanced at Mal who was still standing at the door, looking displeased. They kept the door open so everyone just heard me call Vesper Daddy as she brought me to an orgasm. “If you're going to eat her pussy, maybe gag her so the entire clubhouse doesn’t hear her screaming your name.”

“You know you liked it.” Vesper laughed.

They rolled their eyes. “I have my own girl I enjoy eating, thanks. Widow is back. She needs to talk to you.”

“Why didn’t she come in here then?”

“She said something about a distraction and not needing to be blinded by Rory’s pussy.”

I perched up again. “Does Widow want a taste, too?”

Mal rolled their eyes. “Put some clothes on and come play poker while they talk.”

“Oh, an orgasm and kicking your ass in poker. Let’s fucking go.”

I kissed Vesper, grabbing my leather pants and slipping into them without my panties and reaching into one of the drawers where Vesper kept her spare shirts. The tank top was more of a sports bra on me, but it got the job done. Besides, I didn't intend on wearing it for long.

Ninety-Six

Widow

Iwalked into the precinct and Melisa instantly jumped up, leading me to an interrogation room. A week passed since Rory was attacked, and Melisa said there was DNA in the system. It was a break we finally needed to find this asshole. There were no other attacks or killings, but he was still texting Rory. It was foolish to believe that he would leave her alone after a foiled attack. The only thing that made sense was her seeing his face and him getting spooked, but there was no footage with his face visible.

“What do you have?” I asked.

“We found an open case in Nevada from a girl that was kidnapped and assaulted. It was four years ago. He was watching Rory sooner than we thought.” Melisa shifted on her heels. “You and Vesper might want to look at this together, but take caution. It was a lot to take in.”

It took a lot for Melisa to get uncomfortable, but Rory was also personal to her. I took the file from her and tucked it into the inside pocket of my jacket. “Are you reaching out to Nevada state police?”