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Jake picks up his pace, forcing my head to bob along Nathan’s dick and he hisses in pleasure.

“Are you dying to come, beautiful?” Nathan pants. “Are you proud of being our slut tonight?”

I clench around Jake, and I feel him slow down.

No!

For the love of God don’t slow down.

He relaxes a little behind me and I start moving my hips to pick up where he left off.

“Such a greedy slut,” Jake rasps with desire. “Go on, fuck yourself on my dick, Angel.”

I keep going, harder, quicker, moving my hips to a crazy rhythm while sucking Nathan’s cock.

Nathan suddenly takes a step back, groaning as if he was a second away from coming down my throat.

“On your back.”

Jake lets go of me and I execute so quickly, Nathan looks at me in surprise. Instead of keeping my face on Nathan’s side, I switch, lay down on my back, and offer my mouth to Jake. He looks down at me with a half-smile on his face but somehow, it’s a different one than usual. He’s not satisfied, I can read it on his features.

Jake grabs me under my armpits and pulls me until my head is hanging from the table and all I can see are his ankles.

I feel hands on my thighs, Nathan must be getting on his knees because I hear a soft thump. The next second, I scream in pleasure as Nathan’s tongue licks my pussy.

“How long can you hold until I let you come, beautiful?”

“I can’t hold!” I scream in frustration.

I only get a sharp slap on my clit in return. “What did I say about toys? They don’t talk.”

I’m on the verge of coming, tears springing in my eyes from the pleasure, when Nathan’s tongue leaves me. Jake’s ankles disappear from view, Nathan’s cock slides along my pussy lips.

“Are you ready to come, baby?”

I only nod, not wanting another slap against my sensitive clit. I squeeze my eyes, ready to be full again but all I hear is a loud knock and Nathan’s pained groan.

I jump into a sitting position, lightheaded from the sudden movement. Looking around I find Nathan on the floor, holding the side of his head. There’s blood coating his fingers. Jake is standing next to him, his jeans back on, looking down at him with a smile on his face. That one I recognize. His winning smile.

He’s holding his gun close to him.

“Did you…did you just hit him?”

Jake chuckles low and squats next to Nathan, bringing his gun to his brother’s head.

“I can’t believe you thought I was going to let you fuck my girl. And in front of me.”

He breaks into a laugh, and I hop off the table, suddenly too aware that I’m only in a skirt and bra.

“Jake,” I rasp as I walk to him. My throat is sore from sucking Nathan, my pussy still throbbing with the need for release. “What are you doing?”

He ignores me and just keeps talking to Nathan, who is now looking straight at the gun.

“Why do you have to be such a jealous fucker, Jake?” he asks, his voice carrying mockery. “Can’t you see she was enjoying herself? Your need for control is a little pathetic. It just shows how desperate for it you are. It shows you can never truly grasp it.”

Nathan can mock him all he wants but right now, he’s the one on the floor with a gun pointed to his head and a bleeding temple.

“Turns out I’m just a tad too possessive to share her. But I did warn you, brother. What did I say again? Oh, that’s right, I said I’d fuck her in front of you.” He gestures in the air, pretending he’s holding a pen and ticking. “Ticked. And then…” the poisonous smile that spreads on Jake’s lips makes me gulp in fear. “…then I said I’d slit your throat.”

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